Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Hey, Venus! ❯ The Yente ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: Sailor Moon is property of Naoko Takeuchi. This is a non-profit endeavor, done just for my own sick amusement.

 

A/N: Whoo! Actually, I've had this idea kicking around since Valentine 's Day, but I was too lazy to get it down.

 

Hey, Venus!

 

Venus, if you will,

Please send a little girl for me to thrill

A girl who wants my kisses and my arms,

A girl with all the charms

Of you

 

—Venus -Frankie Avalon (1959)

 

 

Chapter One: The Yente <3

 

 

“The Love Goddess is in!” Minako flipped the sign on her makeshift desk, grinning at the girl before her.

 

“Um, well…I don't know about this…” In her lap, her hands twisted. Minako nodded sympathetically.

 

“Don't worry, Shizuka, I'm an expert! Now tell me what you're looking for.” Minako leaned forward. She didn't know why Mrs. Nakahara down at the youth center was so worried. She was fabulous at this! Love was her forte. Her business would bring in plenty of funding for the big dance, not to mention plenty of happy couples to attend the dance itself.

 

“Looking for?” Shizuka's voice was barely above a whisper. With her thick glasses and poor peripheral vision, looking was not her strong suit. Never fear, the Love Goddess is present at this time! Minako thought.

 

“In a man, of course!” Shizuka gave her a deer-in-the-headlights stare from under her dark bangs. She fidgeted in the hard chair.

 

“I…um, that is…” The girl blushed deeply.

 

Minako opened a drawer, pushed past candy hearts, old manga, staples, and paper clips (you can never have too many paper clips), until she produced a stack of light pink papers. Shuffling them, she smiled at her client. See Mrs. Nakahara? No trouble at all. That crazy woman and her `I don't think this is such a good idea's. She doesn't know how good at this I am. I am totally prepared.

 

“Here, fill one of these out.” She handed a sheet to Shizuka. Not everyone, Minako knew, was bold enough to state what they wanted and go after it. That was what she was here for, after all, to help the shy and the romantically challenged go after their dreams!

 

“T-thanks, I mean I—“

 

“Now, you just bring that back to me whenever you're ready,” said Minako, ushering her out the door. “And…relax. The Goddess of Love will take care of everything!”

 

Shizuka left, still stammering, and Minako stood in the middle of her `office', (actually the living room, strewn with pink and red streamers and heart garlands.) This was the best idea she'd had yet!

 

She, of course, possessed a natural flair for romance. What better way to raise money for than to use her innate talent to help the less fortunate? It would all work out beautifully.

 

Minako reviewed her files. She kept the girls' papers in a pink box at her left, and the boys' papers in a red box at her right. Organization was the key to a successful business.

 

As of now, she had four male clients, and three female clients, not counting Shizuka. (Once the girl had gotten her form in, the list would be perfectly even. That, as Minako understood it, was a clear sign that she was meant for this job.)

 

“Let's see…”

 

Name: Matsuhita , Ryota

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Likes: Pie, kendo

Dislikes: rudeness and cats

Desirable traits in a significant other: Kindness, intelligence, tranquility, pretty eyes

 

 

Name: Ichigo, Junko

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Likes: Cooking, sunshine, swimming

Dislikes: sewing and mushrooms

Desirable traits in a significant other: Honesty, integrity, strength

 

Hey, he likes pie…she likes to cook. It's a match! Minako gave a definite little nod, scribbled something in her notebook, and called the two of them up immediately.

 

“Oh, yes, she's lovely. You two will get along so well!”

 

As she placed the phone back into the pink cradle, Minako sighed in contentment, leaning back in her plush chair. She was perfect at this; it was the best job ever. And so easy!

 

Okay, who's next? She picked up the pink and red boxes. “Oops!” Her hand slipped and the top paper of each box fell to the ground.

 

She picked them up. Takenaka, Katashi and Suzuki Ume.

 

Ha-ha! Now, these two were totally made for each other. Minako could feel it in her very educated bones. Look how their forms ended up right next to each other on the floor. Just like two newlyweds locked in…heh, yes. She shook herself. There would be plenty of time for that after the wedding.

 

She just knew she'd be invited. Perhaps, even, the bride and groom would make a toast in her honor.

 

“And all this never would have been possible without Mina-chan!” Ume would say. “Thank you so much!” And the crowd would burst into cheers, applauding her fabulous skill.

 

“Minako, Minako! We love you!”

 

“Oh, it's nothing, really!” She'd say, blushing modestly. “I only try to help!”

 

“No, Minako,” they'd say, “Without you, we never could have been so happy! Three cheers for Minako!”

 

“Oh please, don't make so much of a fuss over little old me…”

 

“No trouble, no trouble!” Minako sighed, waving off imaginary admirers.

 

“Um…hello?” came a voice.

 

Minako whirled around, jerked out of her reverie. “Ami?” The girl stood in the doorway, shuffling her feet.

 

“Yes. I was wondering…”

 

“Say no more!” Giggling, Minako dipped behind her desk and pulled out a form. “Just fill this out and bring it back to me whenever you're ready. And…relax. The Goddess of Love will take care of everything!” She jerked her thumb towards her chest, emphasizing her excitement.

 

Ami left, looking slightly dazed. Wow! Ami? Minako could hardly believe it. Well, she'd have to find someone extra-special for her friend. Ami deserved it.

 

“Yes!” She said to herself, “I will use the forces of love and goodness to bring people together in sweet romantic bliss! Bwahahaha!”

 

Laughing somewhat more maniacally than was really necessary, given the situation, Minako sat down to work. Piece of cake. (Wedding cake, that is.)

 

Leave it all to the Goddess.