Makoto slowly opened her eyelids from sleep and found the sunlight harsh 

against her eyes. A slight groan escaped her lips as she felt a dull 

ache spreading from her temples throughout her entire forehead. The 

goddess did not bother looking at the wall clock hanging across her bed, 

judging by how harsh the sun it was already nearing noon. "Good thing 

it's a weekend." she thought. 



"Great, I have to meet Shizuo in about two hours and I feel like crap." 

Makoto muttered to herself as she got out of bed. Being in a different 

room and without Ami's usual prescence the goddess spent most of the 

night staring and cursing at the empty walls. Makoto was accustomed to 

sleeping in the genius' bed, sheets, scent, and if truth be told Ami 's 

prescence itself lulled her to slumber. 



Bah, Ami. The name instantly stamped a frown on Makoto's features. Ami 

wanted to get rid of the goddess immediately, called Shizuo names, and 

most of all, called her stupid. The better part of the goddess' now 

mortal brain reminded her that Ami did say she loves her, so she had to 

consider temporary insanity over love sickness on the mortal's part. 

Makoto felt an involuntary smile forming on her lips, but Ami's voice 

began playing on her head.



"...become STUPID and hurt YOURSELF in the end with that SAD EXCUSE for 

a man SHIZUO!!!"



Had it been anyone else other than the puny genius Makoto would most 

certainly have no qualms in electrifying them until their eyeballs 

popped.  



And so Makoto had to settle instead with walking out on Ami. Along with 

that, walking out of her shared room, roommate, and a goodnight's sleep. 

However, she had too much of an evil monster called pride on her back, 

Makoto was not about to knock and ask the genius to share her bed the 

previous night given the events which transpired. So the lightning 

goddess settled with sleeping in one of the many rooms in the Mizuno 

mansion. 



Makoto was already in the bathroom doing her daily acts of hygiene when 

she realized something. All of her clothes were in in Ami's room. The 

goddess found herself groaning in frustration, she had stayed with Ami 

long enough to know that the girl almost never left her room on 

weekends. The only occassions wherein the genius left her room was 

either to have something to eat or spend some rare quality time with her 

mother, and the older Mizuno would not be around until late in the 

evening.



The young woman gripped on the sides of the sink, staring at her 

reflection as she thinked. She was not about to meet Shizuo in day-old 

underwear and school clothes. Makoto was also not about to swallow her 

pride, waltz into Ami's room and sweetly ask for the clothes the genius 

had bought for her last weekend. No, she was a goddess who would stand 

tall and not bow to the evil genius girl.



"A goddess who would be in a stinky uniform and underwear on her first 

date." a voice rang on Makoto's ear. 



"What? Who said that?" Makoto spun around and looked for the source, 

thinking that the voice sounded familiar.



"Over here, lightning brain." the voice once again echoed, coming from 

the bathtub. The goddess' eyes widened, realizing who it was. She 

stomped over to the bathtub, roughly shoving the shower curtains aside. 

There she found a tall blonde woman, dressed in loose flowing white 

robes that fell beyond her feet. She was nearly transparent, but still 

the lively glimmer in her blue-green eyes could be seen.



"Haruka!" Makoto squealed happily, reaching out to hug the woman. The 

lightning goddess found her face hitting the wall instead when she went right 

through the tall woman. Makoto hissed in pain and then sat herself on 

the edge of the bathtub. "What the...why can't I touch you?"



"Well, you're a mortal at the moment." Haruka wagged her finger at the 

young woman. " And Michiru wouldn't like it."



"Airhead blonde." Makoto jeered, chuckling at how true her taunt for 

Haruka was, she was blonde and also the wind spirit. "What took you so 

long and speaking of the sea spirit, where is she?"



"You see, lightning brain," the wind goddess began "Michiru's out, 

touring the seas on her own for a while, she said something about me and 

those mortals' yachts not being a good match." Haruka then whipped out a 

breeze at Makoto, making the lightning goddess shiver as she was still wet and 

naked from the bath. "And forgive me for being late, it took me a while 

to find and catch you without the company of mortals. Wait, I don't 

recall you having breasts that..."



"Stop that!" Makoto snapped, grabbing a towel to cover herself from the 

breeze and the blonde goddess' leering. "I'm glad you did find me 

and..." the lightning goddess' eyes narrowed, remembering Haruka's 

comment about her stinky clothes and her date. "...who gave you 

permission to dig around my brain?!"



Haruka only gave her a mischevous grin. "Oh, I can because you're just a 

stinky mor..." 



Lightning ripped, barely missing Haruka's short blonde hair. "Hey, watch 

it! That can still hurt me, you know!"



"That's the idea." Makoto scowled and started heading outside of the 

bathroom. "Read my brain again and I promise I won't miss."



The blonde goddess followed, floating on her way. "Just so you'll know, 

I can't read your brain, but I can hear your thoughts if I wanted to." 

Haruka saw a faint glow starting to emanate from Makoto. "Well someone's 

temper is as quick as her element."



"What are you doing here anyway?" Makoto barked as she turned around to 

face Haruka. "I'm fairly sure you can't give me back my original form."



"And I thought you were happy to see me..." Haruka sighed mockingly, 

then smiled cooly at the other girl. "I just missed you and..."



"Setsuna and Hotaru aren't around either, are they?" Makoto smiled back 

knowingly, folding her arms to her ample chest. 



"Well...yeah, that too. They'd be coming to see you too as soon as they 

come back from their own trips." Haruka admitted. "You wouldn't mind me 

hanging around with you and that mortal in the meantime?"



Makoto dropped the towel, slipping into a bathrobe instead. "Depends, 

which mortal?"



The wind goddess tapped on Makoto's forehead, only to have her finger go 

through. "The one you have a date with, lightning brain."



Makoto jumped, looking at the clock. It read 11:17, and she had to meet 

Shizuo by noon. "Oh shit oh shit oh shit! I have to get dressed!" The 

lightning goddess was running around frantically in the room. To dress 

in stinky used clothes or swallow her pride and go to Ami's room. If 

only going naked was an option.



"No choice but the latter." she sighed, and at that she bolted out, 

still wet and hair undone, running towards the young genius' room, 

leaving the wind goddess.



Haruka raised an eyebrow, looking puzzled. "Shit? Is that some crazy 

mortal word?" She faded from the room, only to reappear on where Makoto 

was. There the blonde goddess found the sight of the former immortal 

amusing, Makoto was staring at the doorknob and had her shaky hand 

extended to it.



"Aren't you supposed to turn that thing?" Haruka pointed out.



"I know!" Makoto spat out irritatedly. "Ignore her, grab the clothes, 

then run. Right...right." the lightning goddess reassured herself. With 

great effort, Makoto turned the doorknob and stepped in. 



She was immediately greeted by the sight of Ami's sleeping form curled 

on the floor right next to the machine.



"That's a relief." Makoto heaved a sigh, beginning to tiptoe towards the 

closet. She was just to pass through Ami when she caught the sight of 

the girl's face. 



The young genius' face looked like a messy charcoal sketch, except for 

the clear marks left by tears. The soft blue hair clung to the neck and 

face, the eyes were swollen and the expression hinted at how 

uncomfortable the floor was. She was still in the same outfit from the 

previous night, only dirtier and more disheveled from how the lightning 

goddess remembered it. Makoto concluded that Ami had spent the entire 

night working, then felt a wrenching pain in her chest. 



"I guess I can't leave her like this..." Makoto mumbled as she crouched 

besides the sleeping girl. The lightning goddess carefully lifted Ami in 

her arms and carried her off to the bed.



"Whoa. Who's this cute little kitten?" Haruka appeared before Makoto, 

hovering around Ami. "Could use a tongue bath though..."



"Ami Mizuno, she's the one who dragged me into this world." the 

lightning goddess replied softly. "And keep quiet, you might wake her 

up."



"Fine, let's talk in our thoughts then." Haruka smirked and watched how 

Makoto looked so gentle in handling the mortal. Something then struck 

her mind. "Wait, is this the mortal who you're so scared of?" she jabbed 

into the lightning goddess' brain.



Makoto jerked her head to the other goddess' direction, frowning. 

"Correction, I'm not scared of her, I'm just avoiding her." She stopped 

at the edge of the bed, gently setting down Ami onto the matress. Makoto 

then sat herself besides the sleeping girl, gingerly brushing away some 

of the hair that clung to the face. The tall girl smiled when she saw a 

look of comfort spread across the sleeping girl's face, until she heard 

Haruka's chuckling in her head.



"What is it now, airhead?" Makoto drawled in her thoughts.



"Nothing at all, just liking the fact you found yourself a mortal 

lover." Haruka answered, sounding pleased.



Makoto shook her head. "Nuh-uh. Correction, she's my ticket out of here 

and she's NOT my lover." She then pulled the sheets, covering Ami with 

them. 



Haruka floated to the other side of the bed and sat. "Oh, c'mon. You 

don't look at anyone like that without at least liking them." She began 

filling the room with cool air. "And, I've never seen you be THAT gentle 

and caring to anyone before."



Makoto rolled her eyes. "Whatever, airhead." She looked over to the desk 

clock. "Shit, now I'm really going to be late." the goddess mumbled out 

aloud, and was just about to stand up until she decided to take a last 

look at the sleeping Ami. The smaller girl was curling up to the sheets 

now, looking relaxed and a tiny smile on her face. "Haruka's right, she 

is cute...although that's an understatement. Pretty...heck, beautiful 

even." Makoto found herself asking why she only began noticing that now.



"Told ya." Haruka jabbed at the other goddess. The sound of whipping 

thunder outside promptly silenced the wind goddess. "Just hurry up so I 

can check out your date already."



"You won't be doing much of that, since my date's a he." Makoto 

snickered at Haruka's pained reaction. 



"And here I thought you have good taste." the wind goddess stroked Ami's 

cheek, grinning from ear to ear. "Then just let me stay here and take 

care of your mortal friend."



The lightning goddess glared at her wind counterpart. "No." she said 

gravely. 



"Well get your mortal butt on the move on then!" Haruka floated towards 

the closet. 



"Alright already!" Makoto screamed in her thoughts. She peered over her 

shoulder, finding Haruka occupied with the clothes she found inside the 

closet and was commenting on how stupid they looked. Makoto then turned 

back to Ami's sleeping form. She focused on how the girl's eyes were so 

swollen, and began to remember how she left Ami all alone, crying to 

herself. The goddess suddenly clutched at her chest, feeling the 

stinging pain return.



Makoto sat back down besides Ami, a look of concern in her eyes. "I 

really did hurt you bad, didn't I?" Her fine fingers moved on their own 

accord and began to run over the sleeping girl's cheek. 



"Makoto, remember, you're not Setsuna..." Haruka complained, and the 

howling of strong wind can be heard from outside.



The lightning goddess sighed. "Okay, okay, I'm moving!" On impulse, 

Makoto planted a soft kiss on Ami's forehead and then left for Haruka 

and her clothes.



"Mmm...Mako-chan..." Ami mumbled in her sleep.