Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon. I do own the plot of this story and the original characters featured in them…

A/N: This is my brand new Haruka and Michiru story. It will be a while until Michiru arrives… Well, actually she might appear in this chapter or the next. It all depends if I am in the mood for teasing. So… Sit back and enjoy as you guys always do. Yey!

Meadow Of Sins.

She just couldn't believe her eyes. The yells, the guns, the violence, the over powering stench of human blood… She just couldn't believe what was going on right in front of her.

She didn't know if she should run, or if she should do something in order to save her mother. But she was merely eight years old. What can a eight year old do in order to save her mother from what those men were doing to her?

Her small hands trembled, her big green eyes quivered and her knees felt weak when she looked upon her bleeding and wounded mother.

"Momma…"

She heard a bang of a door slamming. She knew they were coming back to finish her mother up. She bit her lower lip, grabbed hold of her mother's dress and pulled as hard as she could. "Get up! Momma, get up!"

She heard the most evil laughter she had ever heard in her life. It sounded just like three devils, planning their next attack. She looked over at the large door and saw someone blocking the candle light that was filtered through the door. "Momma, please." She sobbed.

Another bang was heard. What were they doing? What were they talking about? She didn't want to know. She wanted to take her mother out of there. Now.

"Run…"

The small girl gasped and looked over at her mother's dirty face. "No."

"Run, Haruka, please."

The door suddenly burst open. The child fell on her bottom and looked up at the three large figures in front of her. She was never one to obey her mother, but right at that moment, her brain screamed for her to listen to the woman.

"Run!"

And that was the last thing she heard before a blood curling scream caused her to be her deaf for a few of seconds.

She got up, pushed her way pass the three large figures and ran, she ran as fast as she could, not caring where she was going. She pushed doors, windows and tables away from her as she just ran away from everything. She got out of the mansion and still she ran.

It was pouring outside. It kind of made her easy to hold on to her emotions since nature was actually showing the world how she felt. Cold and angered. The wind became her, the rain was her tears and the dark cloud, was her heart.

She pushed the door to the stable open using the little strength she had in her, and ran. The horses neighed, stomped and made a racket about the horrible weather, oblivious to what was going on inside the large mansion.

Her heart was racing and her lungs were over worked. Her long blonde hair was sticking to her wet chubby face and her dress was a mess. She pushed one of the barn doors open and while ignoring the raging white stallion, she cuddled up in the corner and closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep…

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A blonde haired man jumped off of his horse and looked over the mansion with an empty expression on his face. He patted the animal, pulled upon his expensive belt and waited for five other men to also jump off of their horses.

"I want two of you to search in the stables," he began with a strong booming voice. "the rest of you, follow me to the mansion." He rubbed his mouth and then began to walk inside the mansion.

The door was jammed. He had to kick it open with his companions. When they were finally inside, the tallest man, the blonde man, walked across the large living area. He pushed the door to the dinning room open, and his blank expression was wiped away in a matter of seconds.

"Ayame!"

He ran to her aid, fell upon his black pant covered knee and picked up the woman in his arms. He moved her about so she was facing him. "Ayame!" The dress he had bought for her was tainted in blood. Her slim body felt broken upon his strong arms and her face… Her face was black, blue and red, blood red. His trembling hand came to touch her neck, and he felt nothing.

"Ayame…" He whispered as he hugged the corpse closer to his broad chest. "Who did this?"

His companions didn't know how to react or what to say. They looked at each other for a moment before one of the other helpers burst into the dining room. "Sir! We found her! She is at the stable!"

He shuddered. What now? "Please, make the proper arrangements to take the body with us."

"Yes, sir." One of them said and quickly stepped up beside him and grabbed hold of the corpse.

He stood up, dusted his pants and wiped one sneaky tear away from his eye and ran to the stables. He ran… just like her.

"Haruka!" He screamed at the top of his lungs before pushing his helpers out of the way. He looked at the bundle of blonde hair in front of him and let out a sigh of relief. "Haruka…"

She opened her green eyes, jerked her way to the direction of the voice and just stared at the blonde man. "Papa."

Once again he fell on his knees, opened his arms to her and tried to smile. "Let's go home, Haruka."

……………………………………

Seven Years later…

"Attack!"

She moved back, blocked the sword coming right at her and thrust hers forward, hitting the chest of her opponent.

"Time! Point for Lord Haruka" The referee said as he raised a flag that was at Haruka's side. "Attack!"

Her opponent let out a growl, stepped forward and hit her chest with his sword so powerful that she fell backwards.

"Time! Point for Lord Akihiko!"

Haruka growled, pulled her fencing mask off and looked up at the man standing right in front of her. "You take everything so seriously…"

The man just chuckled and took off his mask also. He placed it under his arm and smiled down. "You should be thankful of everything. I gave everything to you even if I am in danger of being incarcerated…or worst." He grabbed her hand and pulled her up to her feet. "If you want to play the act of a man, you have to take hits like a man." He turned around and ran his fingers through his short blonde hair. "We will train tomorrow if you want."

Haruka looked at the referee for a moment then jerked her head at him, asking him to leave her and her father alone. "If I was born a man…"

"Then everything would've been so easy." He sniffed then rubbed his mouth and turned to look at her before unzipping his fencing uniform. "It's okay. Not like you have to change much. With all the training I put you through your body is starting to look like a man's … a skinny man that is."

"Excuse me for not having an appendage dangling between my legs, father."

"You are excused…" He smiled.

Haruka sighed and looked away from her father before walking passed him. "Jerk."

"It's not my fault your mother couldn't give me a son instead of a daughter."

"Don't talk about mother like that!"

"Now, now, I haven't said anything insulting. It happened. There was nothing you could've done. Besides, I am not good raising women so I did my best to raise you as a man. You should be happy; when I die everything will be yours just like your mother intended." The middle aged man sighed and cracked his neck. "How about something to eat? I bet you are starving."

"Sure…" Haruka simply said, looking at the green grass under her boots.

"Well then! Hurry up!"

They had almost ran back inside the large country side mansion. Haruka's father was a well known rich man with properties all over the state. The Teno'u family was highly respected all around yet also it was one of the families everyone talked about after the incident.

Haruka frowned. She sat down beside her father and stared down at the empty plate in front of her.

"You never smile." Her father said as he went through some letters he had just received.

"Do I have a reason to?" Haruka answered before looking in front of her. The large glass windows showed off the immense territory this mansion alone held. Haruka frowned and let out a loud sigh. "So…"

"Your sixteenth birthday will be coming soon." Her father cut her off before she could speak. He tore his eyes from his paperwork for a moment and took a quick glance at her. "What do you want for a present?"

"What do I want?" She looked at the plate again. "What I've always wanted ever since I was eight. Yet. I don't think you are able to give me such a present. You are not GOD."

Akihiko Teno'u slammed his hand against the desk making the teenage girl jump scared. "You think you are the only one that misses her?! You think you are the only one that loved her?! Now, here is some news to you, Haruka! I miss her too and I still love her!"

"You were not there to protect her!"

"I know and I am sorry!" The older man shook his head. "I am trying my best to fix everything."

"Fix everything!? What in the world are you talking about! She is dead! I saw what they did to her! I saw how the killed her! I saw everything and here you stand seven years later trying to fix everything? How? How are you going…"

Her father didn't let her finish. He stood up from his seat, leaned over and slapped her with the back of his hand as hard as he could. "I could have just left you in those stables to die. Then, I could have started a new life by marrying someone else and having a son. But I didn't do such a thing. Instead, I broke the law! I changed your birth certificate and I made everyone around us believe that my wife, Ayah Teno'u, gave birth to twins and that my daughter, Izumi Teno'u, died that night with her mother while her son… Haruka Teno'u stayed alive because he was with me." Akihiko stared at Haruka. "How am I fixing your mother's death? I am fixing her by making her happy after she died by giving you, her only daughter, our only daughter, the opportunity of a life that is denied to every women!"

"Lord Akihiko?"

"What?"

"A letter from your brother…"

Akihiko turned to look at a middle aged woman. "Nana." He let out a relieved sigh when he knew it was her.

She was one of the few people that knew the truth, since she was the one that had taken care of Haruka ever since she came to the mansion seven years ago. She had taken the dirty long haired blonde in her arms and proceeded to do as Akihiko ordered.

"Cut her hair and try to make her look like a boy."

"I just got it from one of the guards outside the castle." Nana said before placing the letter on the edge of the table. She smiled at Haruka and patted the teenager's head before walking away.

Akihiko cleared his throat and grabbed hold of the letter before opening it. He took out the sheet of paper, read it over and then twitched.

"What does Uncle Fujitaka want?" Haruka asked out of curiosity. Her father's expressions were intriguing her.

"Nothing important. Just letting us know how he is doing." He lied before moving the letter over one of the many lit candles on the table.

"What are you doing!?" Haruka asked, standing up from her chair and grabbing the candle. She moved it away form the now burning paper and watched how her father moved it so she wouldn't be able to reach it.

"Neh! What are you doing? I wanted to read it!"

"You should cut strings with your uncle."

Haruka gasped and frowned. "Why!?"

"He is suspicious…"

"Why are you making fuzz out of all of this, father? Why not tell the truth?!"

"We are already in too deep. Listen, Haruka. If I die, you will get everything I own. Because you are my son and in papers you are my son."

"What are you talking…"

"If you were my daughter, everything I own would not belong to you at all. It would belong to your uncle. He is a greedy man. I don't want him around us. Please, Haruka I am doing this for you and you alone. You have to understand."

"I don't understand. I don't care for your money! I don't… care for anything at all. Do you understand me? I lost my soul seven years ago. Everything I held dear was killed. What can money possibly give me? Stability? Virtue? Honor?" Haruka shook her head. "That doesn't matter to me anymore."

"Haruka." Her father sighed and moved his hand to touch the red cheek.

"No. No, no please… no." Haruka raised her hands in a defensive manner. "Maybe I don't understand this now. Maybe I will understand when I am older. Maybe I will thank you for everything but today, I just…" She looked around the fancy and large dinning room. "I don't see how all of this is going to help me." And with that, she left the room.

End Prologue