sm_monthly Jan 15 theme
If anything I've warmed to the pairing over the years, but after doing a month's awards banners where almost every story was Minako/Kunzite, I had a strong need for 'things not working out' fic.
Title: Passion Alone
Author: purplekitten
Theme: Senshi/Shittenou--"It is with our passions as it is with fire and water: they are good servants but bad masters."--Aesop
Genre: Angst/Romance
Version: Manga
Rating: PG
“I am often attracted to me who killed me.”
“You don’t have to be so cold.”
“That wasn’t stoicism, it was sarcasm.”
“Sarcasm implies a statement that isn’t true.”
“How masochistic do you think I am?”
“You’re avoiding answering. Do you love me or not?”
Minako clenched her fists angrily. Why in the world did he think she was too cold for emotion? “What does it matter, Kunzite? Do you want me to say ‘Yes, I love you’ when I can’t forgive you and I can’t trust you?”
“Yes. I would welcome any sign you could give me.”
“I’m not going to throw myself into your arms and ask you to take me somewhere there’s no past and no future. I want normality, which you can’t give me. Passion doesn’t make up for disillusionment. I am Aino Minako now, a thoroughly modern girl, and the chief of the guard. I’m getting married. Don’t try to stop me again.”
Kunzite gave her one more pleading look. “Do you love him?”
“Yes,” she lied.
Title: Passion Alone
Author: purplekitten
Theme: Senshi/Shittenou--"It is with our passions as it is with fire and water: they are good servants but bad masters."--Aesop
Genre: Angst/Romance
Version: Manga
Rating: PG
“I am often attracted to me who killed me.”
“You don’t have to be so cold.”
“That wasn’t stoicism, it was sarcasm.”
“Sarcasm implies a statement that isn’t true.”
“How masochistic do you think I am?”
“You’re avoiding answering. Do you love me or not?”
Minako clenched her fists angrily. Why in the world did he think she was too cold for emotion? “What does it matter, Kunzite? Do you want me to say ‘Yes, I love you’ when I can’t forgive you and I can’t trust you?”
“Yes. I would welcome any sign you could give me.”
“I’m not going to throw myself into your arms and ask you to take me somewhere there’s no past and no future. I want normality, which you can’t give me. Passion doesn’t make up for disillusionment. I am Aino Minako now, a thoroughly modern girl, and the chief of the guard. I’m getting married. Don’t try to stop me again.”
Kunzite gave her one more pleading look. “Do you love him?”
“Yes,” she lied.