How Life Works
Disclaimer: I do not own sailor moon.
Michiru Kaiou sat on her bed staring at her reflection. Staring back was a 19-year old teenager with shoulder length aqua hair tied in a pony tail, with a few strands cupping her small face. She was dressed a white gown that reached her ankles, embodied with small sakura petals on the hem and at the end of the ruffed sleeves the reached her elbows. Naturally a girl like that would be happy she got everything she wanted but not this girl no, she was miserable. Mother and even father are at this again! Michiru thought unhappily as her mother walked in finding Michiru sitting on her queen-size bed. "Princess Kaiou! Do I have to tell you again that the suitors will be here for you in 20 minutes?" Her mother Maria asked in a hushed tone. "Mother, please calm down I was merely relaxing and please do not call me princess!" She replied calmly. "No, you were born into royalty and you will be treated like it. It is time you found yourself a husband and carry on the Kaiou name." "Mother I am only 19, and I want to marry for love." Michiru tied to argue. "End of discussion, fix your dress and come down stairs." And her mother left. Michiru sighed. This always happened, her mother would call in all the men she could find to meet her. They would try to make her fall in love with them by showering her with gifts and sing her dumb love songs. Nothing ever worked. She turned them away, leaving her parents very disappointed at her especially her mother. She sighed once again and went down stairs ready to meet the suitors.
When she got there, there was a large crowd of guys outside just waiting to meet her. She was popular, yes but happy about it? No! "Michiru, come out these gentlemen want to meet you." Maria told her daughter. Without a word she followed her mother where they waited. Nothing new the princes were just trying to win her over with gifts and Michiru just couldn't careless. Each prince after the next was even worse, she had been at this for 2 hours already but this one was the worse. Michiru's mother became very excited when Prince Harkin came up. "Michiru, honey that is Prince Harkin he would make us even richer if you married him." Maria whispered into her ear. "Mother I do not care if he is rich I want to know if he is a decent guy first of all." Michiru whispered back annoyed. Is my mother just wanting for me to get married for her to get more money? She thought as the prince came up to Michiru and began to introduce himself. "I prefer a wife that will wait on me and I rather them not to be seen. I have tons and tons of money to buy everything your heart desires. You don't even have to lift a finger the servants do everything" He stated very snobbish. "Well I prefer one that has respect for his wife, women have rights as well and you shouldn't just make the servants do everything!" Michiru yelled as the prince she ha lost her temper. "Michiru where are your manners, he seems like a very suitable husband you should marry him." Her mother stated as Michiru stared at her with shock in her eyes. "Mother the only reason you want me to marry him is because you want his money! That's it make them all go away I can't live like this!" Michiru yelled as she fled to her room leaving everyone in shock.
Michiru laid down on her down on her bed and her deep blue eyes let a few tears escape from them. I can't believe her! Can't she see that man is just…just horrible? Michiru continue to cry on her bed until there was a knock on her door. She rubbed away her tears furiously and opened the door. Her sadness became a lot worse when she saw who was there and what they had to tell the poor girl.