Disclaimer: Sailormoon belongs to Naoko Takeuchi.
Lucky Break
Can't. Sleep. Accursed insomnia. It's all her fault dammit. And I bet she has no trouble sleeping. Blasted, mother fucking – oh, right. I forgot. She doesn't want me to swear. She says it's improper.
The things that girl makes me do… Haruka don't skip classes. Haruka do your homework. Haruka don't swear. Haruka don't get into fights. Haruka don't throw your clothes on the floor. Haruka clean your room. Haruka don't leave plates lying around. Haruka don't be childish. Haruka pose for me. Haruka drive me around but don't exceed the speed limit. Haruka go shopping with me. Haruka carry my bags. Haruka this, Haruka that. Pah! She's a freaking slave-driver. At least I haven't found myself in dress and makeup yet – though not for lack of trying on her part. I swear, that girl's greatest ambition is to get me in a mini-skirt… Jeez, if it wasn't her I would… Well, let's just say something really nasty would happen. But she, she just smiles and I melt. How the hell does she pull it off every time? I know, I know, I get what I deserve. Noone told me to be vulnerable to her smiles and whims. But I can still grumble about it, can't I?
So. Twist and turn and twist and turn and twist and turn… Graaaaaah! It's nerve-wracking. Anything would be more fun than this. Maybe I'll go check on her. Yes, that would definitely be more than fun.
Ha! Am I right or what? There she is, sleeping like an angel. Silky aqua hair spread over the pillow, head turned to the side, lips slightly parted, alabaster neck exposed in all it's majestic splendor, chest gently rising and falling and that tantalizing body only half-covered by the blanket. If I were an artist I would probably be in seventh artistic heaven right now. Not that I ain't in heaven anyway, but that's another story.
Beautiful. So very beautiful. Sweet Burning Temptation. To taste these soft lips… Why not? She's asleep. She won't even know it happened. Honestly though, I want to do a lot more than that. Something along the lines of ripping her nightdress and drinking her dry. Ooooh, that's a nice way to put it Haruka, really nice. 'Drinking her dry'. Right. How about 'I want to make her gasp and moan and scream'? Or maybe 'I want to fuck her brains out', how about that? What a nice pervert I am. Standing here in the middle of the night, thinking of how I want to ravage my (straight?) best friend. And loving every moment of it too. I bet I'm all red and flustered. Good thing she can't see me. I doubt I would survive the teasing. And then I'd have to deal with all sorts of 'Why are you here?' or 'Why are you blushing?' type of questions and I really can't answer either, can I?
Okay, this is it. Enough ogling for tonight. No sense in staying here any longer. What if she wakes up? And besides, there's no telling what I might do if I keep getting excited like this. I've taken enough of a risk already. I should just leave now. Get going girl. Turn around and leave. Leave I tell you! And try not to trip on the way out, will you? Riiight. I can almost hear myself whining: "But I don't want to go!" It appears that I have forgotten how to move my own feet. What can I say? Excessive Michiru ogling tends to do that to people. But at least I am not drooling like some fanboys of hers usually do in the concerts. I may be here staring but I have some dignity. Riiight. Anyway, I know perfectly well that I'm asking for trouble now but… her lips are so… inviting… I think maybe I'll…
Dignity be damned.
Closer. Get closer. Don't be afraid. She's asleep, remember? Come on, don't just stand there like a stick, go ahead. Waaaaah! Idiot! What the hell are you doing breathing into her face like that? You'll wake her up! Just get on with it! Get on with it! Ah… yes. Yes, that's it… Mmm… so… divinely… soft… She…
"Finally."
…Speaks? SPEAKS? She's awake? Has she been awake all this time?
Nooooooooo! I'm doomed! Now she'll hate me and never talk to me again and
"I feared you'd never do it."
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"Honestly, Ruka, if you had kept me waiting any longer…"
ohnoohnooh – huh?
She giggles.
"Y-you're not mad?"
"Why would I be mad? I've liked you since forever."
She's kidding, right? This is one of her jokes. Right? I suppose there's only one way to find out. Time for another kiss.
"Aww… you're getting bolder. How cute…"
Yes, yes, yes, just shut up and kiss me some more. And whatever you do don't stop holding me. Sigh… I have the distinct impression that I'm grinning like an idiot. But I don't mind.
"Michiru?"
"Nani?"
"You were awake all along, weren't you?"
"Of course."
Evil girl.
"Michiru?"
"Hmm?"
"Can we skip school tomorrow?"
"You have something better in mind?"
"Perhaps…"
"Well, if you can make it worth my while… I suppose it will be okay just this once."
"Good. Now, where were we?"
"Aah! Haruka stop that! It tickles!"
Squirm all you want, you are so not getting away. I haven't even started with you yet. My turn to be evil. I deserve it… Don't I?
