I don't own Sailor Moon
This is my fisrt fic, hope you'll enjoy it.
Evil
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That One Day
Scene I
It's that day when you just don't care about your new t-shirt turning into a baby size after the washing machine, you look at it and laugh, that day when nothing can piss you off, that day that might happened once a year, but is nonetheless a good reason to wake up in the remaining 364 left…
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Haruka
While I climb the stairs that leads to the kitchen I see her, she's busy making breakfast, I'm completely smashed from yesterday night, my hair are messy and as a pyjama I wear an old, worn out track suit, I take a look at my reflection on a frame glass, I really look wasted… Michiru, on the other end, wears a nice summer dress and her wavy hair falls in place on her shoulders perfectly.
I sit on a chair and rest my heavy head on the table, her eyes are now pointed at me, I can feel it as the big argument coming "our parents are coming here for lunch today, didn't you know it?" she says while putting a plate in front of me, I just nod, my head is about to explode, I really don't wonna have this conversation now, she only gets more and more infuriated…
"You know what Haruka? I don't care what your mother will think of you, but I'd really appreciate if you don't give my father the impression of being an alcoholic…"
She's starting it again, I don't even wonna answer this, don't really feel like fighting right now, so I just remain silent, she obviously doesn't get it…
"I'm talking with you!" I just look at her, "Michiru, you're really pissing me off, could you stop it already?", wrong answer, she just take my plate from the table and throw it in the sink, obviously smashing it and in that exact moment, my mother and her father walks in the kitchen hand in hand…just perfect!
After what seems an eternity the scolding is over and as always I'm the bad guy, the one drinking to much, behaving like an irresponsible and as much as I can say they are right, I can't just take anymore of this shit, so as soon as they finish talking I stand up, grab my bike's keys and wave to them simply saying "see you later…".
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I drove for 20 minutes and I'm now standing in front of Helen's house, probably after hearing the roar of my motorbike, she opens the door and greet me with a smile, she's standing there in nothing more then a robe, her beautiful blond hair dancing a bit for the windy weather, I smile as she invites me in.
We're sitting in her lounge, she passes me a joint and smiles a bit "what?" I asked amused, she laugh "lil' sis did it again, didn't she?" I just nod "what is it this time? Went home after the curfew?" it's my turn to laugh, she stands up and slowly walks to me "bet you need a bit of relax…" she says in a seductive voice while she removes my t-shirt and starts giving light kisses on my neck, I just put my join in the ashtray and start kissing her back while removing the robe from her beautiful body
And as always this is the way to solve my problems…forgetting them…
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Michiru
I stood awake till this morning waiting for her to came home, I wasn't till 7.30 that I finally saw her, from the window, getting out from a taxi completely drunk, I hate it so much when she does it.
I stood at the entrance of my room, she didn't even notice me, at least she was smart enough not to came back with her car, I covered her with the duvet and head back to my room, why is she doing this to herself?
When she walked in the kitchen she looked like a ghost, I made her a healthy breakfast, I thought her body must have been really stressed, while I was putting the plate on the table I took another glimpse of her, she really was smashed and I was really upset, so again, instead of asking her what was wrong, I just snapped out and we ended fighting again, to make it worse, our parent walked in and she got scolded and to end the just oh-so-perfect day she run off God knows where.
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It's been 7 hours now, our parents headed home, they surely didn't expect her to came home any time soon and I don't expect it either, but even if it's always like that, I cant's help to get a little worried each time.
I hear the door open, she's home, seconds later she's in front of me, stoned and through the smell of alcohol I can clearly distinct Helen's scent, I can't take it "you've been there again?" she doesn't answer, I hate it when she doesn't react, doesn't she really cares a bit about herself?
After moments of silence I talk again "do you think she's your friend Haruka, do you think she loves you, a woman that gives you alcohol and drugs, a woman that uses you for sex…" I said too much, she's looking me right in the eyes, that look of coldness, that empty, scary look that she has every time she sees that woman, "Shut up…go find yourself someone else to bother, I'm not in the mood!" she says it in a cold tome, almost a robotic one, there are no feeling in her voice, she brushes past me as I stay still, unable to talk.
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I lay on my bed and I can't help to think that it has not always been like that, maybe Haruka had never been an easy parson to deal with, she have always had her bad temper and her lunatic moods, but she wasn't that empty, cold person that was talking to me today, not that person that since some months now, had started drinking and taking drugs till passing out.
When we first moved here, it was after 6 months from our parents marriage, it was June and me and Haruka were going to attend a well known private university, they needed to have a city house for my father's job and our school was almost an hour away, so they decided to buy us a house near the campus, this way, life was easier for everyone and anyway neither me or Haruka were really used to live with our mother and father.
The first year was a busy one, me and Haruka started to grown found of each other and although we didn't really talk much and used to have complete different interest if not for music, we spent a good time together, when we were home.
During the spring break Haruka met Helen, she was an ex model and editor for a fashion magazine, a 35 year old goddess, I remember that the first time I saw her, she wore nothing but her slip and an half open shirt that belonged to my step sister, when she noticed me she smiled and I instinctively smiled back, I felt almost hypnotized, at first, I have to admit, I even liked her.
Haruka was in haze when she was with her, she started to get home more and more drunk, she spent more and more time hanging out with her, going to one party to another, Helen bought her new suites and soon she became her toy to show around.
I knew that something wasn't right, she was loosing weight and was paler every day, so one of those night that Helen was spending at our place, I decided to check on what they were doing after hearing suspect noises from Haruka's room, when I entered they were taking cocaine, I was completely shocked, at first I decided to tell our parents, then she walked in my room and blackmailed me, she told that if I was going to tell them about it, she would have quitted university, I knew that she would have done it, she was serious, so I just asked to never let that woman in our house again and that I would have told our parents if I would have caught her seeing her again, she just looked at me for the first time with that look, "as long as it's for the house thing it's fair enough, as for the other stuff, mind your own business Michiru, the only thing that relates us is a piece of paper, you're no one to tell me what to do with my life…" I stood still in that spot near the door in my room once she left for what seemed to be hours, then in total silence I climbed to my bed and cried myself to sleep.
It was that day that everything changed, that we stopped talking and start fighting every time one of us dared to speak and now I'm laying here, her laud music reaches my hears and I can't do nothing but staring at the ceiling and hoping that tomorrow will be a better day for her...