DISCLAIMER: Don't own Sailor Moon, it's owned by TOEI Animation and Naoko Takeuchi-sama, all rights reserved to them, not me, don't sue, no money.
WARNINGS: Um, nothing too bad, yet. I do fully intend to follow through on that "R" rating, though, so don't start reading unless you're prepared. Haruka/Michiru. Vampires.
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CHAPTER 1 - JUST A BAD DREAM
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This is set just after SMS. If I stray from the SM timeline, sorry, but I haven't seen most of Stars yet, so I don't know.
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Nothing felt the same anymore. She felt dirty. Selfish. Evil.
Michiru looked over at the sleeping body next to her. Haruka... what they had been willing to sacrifice. They would have given up eachother to save the world. They almost did. She shuddered at the thought. She thought about Hotaru, that sweet, innocent girl that they had been so willing to kill, to simply snuff her life out like it was nothing.
She remembered every single one. Every single victim the Death Busters had targetted, every single victim she would have been willing to sacrifice had they been unfortunate enough to bear talismans. Every one of their faces would be forever implanted in her mind. As Sailor Neptune, she had to be cold and merciless, willing to sacrifice anything to complete her duty. As Michiru Kaioh, she was a sweet, sensitive young woman who just wanted the world to be perfect for everybody, not just herself. She knew that no human being had the right to take the life of another, so why was she so willing to do so just a few days ago?
Michiru got out of bed and put on a robe. She couldn't sleep, so she may as well take a walk. Haruka did not wake, and she gave her a gentle kiss before leaving their hotel room, the hotel they were staying at until they could find a place far away from the madness that had been Tokyo. She walked along the balcony, and stopped when she had a clear view of the sky. The sky was not her place, it was Haruka's, but the sea was not clearly visible. And anything that was good enough for Haruka was good enough for her.
What seemed like minutes turned out to be hours, and when she returned to the room, Michiru had made a very important decision.
***
Haruka awoke the next morning and reached her arms out, expecting to find a sleeping Michiru to hold as she returned to awareness. It took her a moment to realize that she was in the bed alone. Michiru was in the bed next to her's. Why they had gotten a room with two beds was not really an important detail in Haruka's mind, until now. She contemplated why Michiru was in the other bed for a moment. 'I must have been snoring or something' she guessed, and thought nothing more of it. The blond put on some clothes and left the room to get some coffee. There was coffee in the room, but the odds of her drinking that vile stuff were very slim. She needed something stronger to wake her up completely.
When Haruka returned, Michiru was slowly starting to wake up. Haruka smiled and put the cup she had gotten for Michiru beside her bed. Haruka sat down on the bed, prompting a somewhat sad look from Michiru.
"Hey, what's wrong?" she asked quietly. Michiru was still waking up after all.
"I'm just tired," the other responded, slowly sitting up. Haruka hugged her, but Michiru did not hug back.
"Alright," said Haruka seriously, "I've done something to upset you. What was it? Was it insisting on this hotel? I'm sorry, but I really couldn't drive much further without risking out lives. I was tired you know." Michiru almost smiled.
"It's not that," she said sadly.
"Well come on," Haruka encouraged her to speak. "What's got you upset?"
Michiru couldn't even get the words out. What had she been thinking? Breaking it off with Haruka, for what? How could she end a relationship that fruitful over games that her mind was playing with her?
"It's nothing," Michiru reassured, and kissed her. "I'm fine. Just had a bad dream, that's all." Haruka smiled and offered her the coffee, which Michiru gratefully accepted.
Just a bad dream, that's all. A bad dream she had been plainly awake for, but a bad dream nonetheless. Or at least that's what she kept telling herself.
***
Haruka and Michiru packed up what little they had and, after breakfast, left the hotel. They didn't have a particular destination in mind, anywhere would be good, as long as it was quiet and serene. Michiru was oddly quiet, but Haruka was driving fast enough to be concentrating more on the road and not crashing into something than on Michiru. They did stop at one point for lunch. While Haruka was ordering, Michiru looked over to the table beside them. There was a little girl with her mother, the mother laughing at the adorable look on the girl's face. At another table, a young couple was necking in the corner, waiting for their food to arrive. 'It could have been any of them', she thought glumly.
After lunch was over, the pair got back in the car and drove. Michiru was now dead-silent. Her stomach was in knots over the conversation she regretted having when the two finally arrived at their destination.
***
By the end of the day, Haruka was so tired she didn't even notice what town, or city, they were entering. It was a place with at least one hotel, and that was good enough. Michiru was so lost in thought that did not notice either. Haruka asked Michiru's opinion on a hotel they saw while coming into town, and Michiru nodded her head lightly.
"It looks good."
Haruka pulled into the hotel, checked them in, and the two unloaded their baggage into the room.
***
After dinner, the couple arrived back in their room, and Haruka was definitely suspicious.
"You barely said two words at dinner. That's usually when you're the most talketive." Haruka was concerned. "Something is wrong, I know it. I've known it all day. Just tell me, what is it?" Michiru sighed, and sat down on the only bed in the room. Haruka sat down beside her and took her hand.
"Would you have done it the same, if given another chance?" Michiru asked.
"Done what the same?" Haruka responded, confused.
"The Death Busters. And the talismans. And the Grail. And how we tried to murder those innocent people. Would you have done it the same? I know I would have, and frankly that scares me." Michiru's voice was breaking up.
"We had no choice," Haruka reassured her, "we both agreed that we wouldn't let emotions get in the way of things."
"And we didn't, Haruka," Michiru said, her voice now stern. "We didn't even think about what we were doing. God, we were willing to sacrifice eachother! We were mindless, soulless, just... killing machines, that's all we were."
"Oh, please don't start this," Haruka said, holding her closer, "not now. It's over, it's done with. We didn't have to sacrifice anyone, the world was saved, no one died, everything turned out okay."
"But we would have done it, Haruka," Michiru was now crying. "We would have killed those people. Sure, it would have been over quick for the people themselves, but what about their families? We would have killed sons, daughters, sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, parents." She looked at Haruka and said the last word quietly, "lovers..."
"We didn't," Haruka repeated.
"But we would have! We would have done it, Haruka, we would have killed them. Hell we would have killed Hotaru if the others hadn't stopped us." Michiru was wiping tears away from her eyes, trying to stop the flow. Haruka just held her. She couldn't deny that.
"I don't deserve you, Haruka, and as much as it pains me to say it, you don't deserve me. Neither of us deserve anybody after what we did." Haruka was in shock for a moment before she realized what exactly Michiru had just said.
"Wh...what? What are you saying? Are you... I mean..." Haruka couldn't believe what she was hearing. Haruka didn't even attempt to hold back tears.
"Yes," said Michiru, her eyes now streaming. "We don't deserve eachother. If we were so willing to tear other people apart, than we deserve the same fate." Haruka shook her head.
"Michiru, don't do this! Don't beat yourself up over something that can't be changed! Not now..." Haruka couldn't even keep speaking. She never cried, but nothing had ever hurt this badly.
"I'm so sorry," Michiru said quietly. "I love you." With that, she kissed Haruka one last time, got off the bed, and left the room. Haruka was still in so much shock that she didn't have the strength to follow. 'This is just a bad dream," she told herself over and over again. 'This is just a bad dream.'
She threw herself on the floor, hoping that the pain would not be real, and she would wake up.
"It's just a fucking bad dream." She cried, letting completely loose the river of tears from her eyes.
~~~~~~~~~~TO BE CONTINUED~~~~~~~~~~
~Tamashii~
WARNINGS: Um, nothing too bad, yet. I do fully intend to follow through on that "R" rating, though, so don't start reading unless you're prepared. Haruka/Michiru. Vampires.
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CHAPTER 1 - JUST A BAD DREAM
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This is set just after SMS. If I stray from the SM timeline, sorry, but I haven't seen most of Stars yet, so I don't know.
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Nothing felt the same anymore. She felt dirty. Selfish. Evil.
Michiru looked over at the sleeping body next to her. Haruka... what they had been willing to sacrifice. They would have given up eachother to save the world. They almost did. She shuddered at the thought. She thought about Hotaru, that sweet, innocent girl that they had been so willing to kill, to simply snuff her life out like it was nothing.
She remembered every single one. Every single victim the Death Busters had targetted, every single victim she would have been willing to sacrifice had they been unfortunate enough to bear talismans. Every one of their faces would be forever implanted in her mind. As Sailor Neptune, she had to be cold and merciless, willing to sacrifice anything to complete her duty. As Michiru Kaioh, she was a sweet, sensitive young woman who just wanted the world to be perfect for everybody, not just herself. She knew that no human being had the right to take the life of another, so why was she so willing to do so just a few days ago?
Michiru got out of bed and put on a robe. She couldn't sleep, so she may as well take a walk. Haruka did not wake, and she gave her a gentle kiss before leaving their hotel room, the hotel they were staying at until they could find a place far away from the madness that had been Tokyo. She walked along the balcony, and stopped when she had a clear view of the sky. The sky was not her place, it was Haruka's, but the sea was not clearly visible. And anything that was good enough for Haruka was good enough for her.
What seemed like minutes turned out to be hours, and when she returned to the room, Michiru had made a very important decision.
***
Haruka awoke the next morning and reached her arms out, expecting to find a sleeping Michiru to hold as she returned to awareness. It took her a moment to realize that she was in the bed alone. Michiru was in the bed next to her's. Why they had gotten a room with two beds was not really an important detail in Haruka's mind, until now. She contemplated why Michiru was in the other bed for a moment. 'I must have been snoring or something' she guessed, and thought nothing more of it. The blond put on some clothes and left the room to get some coffee. There was coffee in the room, but the odds of her drinking that vile stuff were very slim. She needed something stronger to wake her up completely.
When Haruka returned, Michiru was slowly starting to wake up. Haruka smiled and put the cup she had gotten for Michiru beside her bed. Haruka sat down on the bed, prompting a somewhat sad look from Michiru.
"Hey, what's wrong?" she asked quietly. Michiru was still waking up after all.
"I'm just tired," the other responded, slowly sitting up. Haruka hugged her, but Michiru did not hug back.
"Alright," said Haruka seriously, "I've done something to upset you. What was it? Was it insisting on this hotel? I'm sorry, but I really couldn't drive much further without risking out lives. I was tired you know." Michiru almost smiled.
"It's not that," she said sadly.
"Well come on," Haruka encouraged her to speak. "What's got you upset?"
Michiru couldn't even get the words out. What had she been thinking? Breaking it off with Haruka, for what? How could she end a relationship that fruitful over games that her mind was playing with her?
"It's nothing," Michiru reassured, and kissed her. "I'm fine. Just had a bad dream, that's all." Haruka smiled and offered her the coffee, which Michiru gratefully accepted.
Just a bad dream, that's all. A bad dream she had been plainly awake for, but a bad dream nonetheless. Or at least that's what she kept telling herself.
***
Haruka and Michiru packed up what little they had and, after breakfast, left the hotel. They didn't have a particular destination in mind, anywhere would be good, as long as it was quiet and serene. Michiru was oddly quiet, but Haruka was driving fast enough to be concentrating more on the road and not crashing into something than on Michiru. They did stop at one point for lunch. While Haruka was ordering, Michiru looked over to the table beside them. There was a little girl with her mother, the mother laughing at the adorable look on the girl's face. At another table, a young couple was necking in the corner, waiting for their food to arrive. 'It could have been any of them', she thought glumly.
After lunch was over, the pair got back in the car and drove. Michiru was now dead-silent. Her stomach was in knots over the conversation she regretted having when the two finally arrived at their destination.
***
By the end of the day, Haruka was so tired she didn't even notice what town, or city, they were entering. It was a place with at least one hotel, and that was good enough. Michiru was so lost in thought that did not notice either. Haruka asked Michiru's opinion on a hotel they saw while coming into town, and Michiru nodded her head lightly.
"It looks good."
Haruka pulled into the hotel, checked them in, and the two unloaded their baggage into the room.
***
After dinner, the couple arrived back in their room, and Haruka was definitely suspicious.
"You barely said two words at dinner. That's usually when you're the most talketive." Haruka was concerned. "Something is wrong, I know it. I've known it all day. Just tell me, what is it?" Michiru sighed, and sat down on the only bed in the room. Haruka sat down beside her and took her hand.
"Would you have done it the same, if given another chance?" Michiru asked.
"Done what the same?" Haruka responded, confused.
"The Death Busters. And the talismans. And the Grail. And how we tried to murder those innocent people. Would you have done it the same? I know I would have, and frankly that scares me." Michiru's voice was breaking up.
"We had no choice," Haruka reassured her, "we both agreed that we wouldn't let emotions get in the way of things."
"And we didn't, Haruka," Michiru said, her voice now stern. "We didn't even think about what we were doing. God, we were willing to sacrifice eachother! We were mindless, soulless, just... killing machines, that's all we were."
"Oh, please don't start this," Haruka said, holding her closer, "not now. It's over, it's done with. We didn't have to sacrifice anyone, the world was saved, no one died, everything turned out okay."
"But we would have done it, Haruka," Michiru was now crying. "We would have killed those people. Sure, it would have been over quick for the people themselves, but what about their families? We would have killed sons, daughters, sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, parents." She looked at Haruka and said the last word quietly, "lovers..."
"We didn't," Haruka repeated.
"But we would have! We would have done it, Haruka, we would have killed them. Hell we would have killed Hotaru if the others hadn't stopped us." Michiru was wiping tears away from her eyes, trying to stop the flow. Haruka just held her. She couldn't deny that.
"I don't deserve you, Haruka, and as much as it pains me to say it, you don't deserve me. Neither of us deserve anybody after what we did." Haruka was in shock for a moment before she realized what exactly Michiru had just said.
"Wh...what? What are you saying? Are you... I mean..." Haruka couldn't believe what she was hearing. Haruka didn't even attempt to hold back tears.
"Yes," said Michiru, her eyes now streaming. "We don't deserve eachother. If we were so willing to tear other people apart, than we deserve the same fate." Haruka shook her head.
"Michiru, don't do this! Don't beat yourself up over something that can't be changed! Not now..." Haruka couldn't even keep speaking. She never cried, but nothing had ever hurt this badly.
"I'm so sorry," Michiru said quietly. "I love you." With that, she kissed Haruka one last time, got off the bed, and left the room. Haruka was still in so much shock that she didn't have the strength to follow. 'This is just a bad dream," she told herself over and over again. 'This is just a bad dream.'
She threw herself on the floor, hoping that the pain would not be real, and she would wake up.
"It's just a fucking bad dream." She cried, letting completely loose the river of tears from her eyes.
~~~~~~~~~~TO BE CONTINUED~~~~~~~~~~
~Tamashii~