"Blue Waters, Calm Winds.."
Disclaimer: Sailor Moon is by no form owned by me, this plotline does. Please send warm comments and suggestions for me to make this more enjoyable. This is my first public fanfic. So please be curtious. Arigato (Thank you..) and btw, I will be using the Japanese terms (Senshi, Seeraa, etc.) (A.N: Author Note.)
SkyKingTenou's Dedication: I wrote this for a newly found friend, Meg. (Meggiebaby81, if you like my fics, you'll love hers too. I give my word as a new fanfic writer about this.) Meg, we're friends now and your my newly found inspiration, I thank you. =)
The night, so quiet..placcid really, as everything was still in the city of Tokyo. Haruka Tenou's mind became filled with questions about the breakup which happend last Thursday. The rememberable words of her now ex- love, Michiru, still stayed within her thoughts. (flashback..)
"Haruka..you never take me out, Seiya at least understands what I'm going through..You're never here when -I- need you..You are always out on the roads, driving the car or the motorcycle..I need someone who can understand..apparently, you..don't.."
Michiru's eyes became trained upon Haruka. The chilling sound of those statements made the Sky Senshi wince, at a loss for words, and a gentle tear that rolled solo down her left cheek. A word came to her lips slowly
"Leave.."
The husky depth of her voice wasn't as noticable as her demeanor was shaken by just the word. Haruka's tounge lifted just at the right moment to snatch the salty, lonely dropette. Michiru's facial expression became one of shock for a brief second. Then before Haruka had time to even think about it, her so thought love was out the door of her apartment upon Tenou Ave. (Returning to present times..) Those tears had long since dried. But the heart behind them had pains still.
"I feel like dying.."
In her bedroom, she was sitting upon the front of her bed..Making herself topple over onto the light cobalt blanket that adorned her bed. Slowly, Haruka went into an aimless sleep. One without dreams, only blackness. And the morning came as it had always before, the sunlight teasing the dirty blond strands of Haruka's hair, making her face have an inner glow. The same when she was holding Michiru, after a night of lovemaking.
But that was only due to the sunlight playing on her face and the gentle brush of wind awakening her from her dreamless sleep. Noticing she was wearing the same clothing from the night before. Jeans and a casual white buttoned down shirt. She made her best attempts to cope with her pain, starting with a fresh shower. The sweat rolled off her body with the hot water spraying from the showerhead.
Feeling somewhat better in body, but not in heart, finding a nice outfit to wear this day after finishing that pleasant shower. Sliding on a silver shirt, a pair of boxers and knee high socks. Over all this, her motorcycle uniform of black and red colors went on. With her matching helmet in her right arm before sitting it down beside her as she sat in the living room, to tie her boots. Looking up from her tying to stare at her keys, smiling to herself. With a forced sigh leaving her lips.
The Suzuki motorcycle, her one of two loves that she still had. Patting the side lightly as if it was a cherished one..before sliding herself upon the seat. Her boots gracing the asphalt beneath, with the turning of the ignition key, the engine came to life with a constant purring that only grew stronger as Haruka's right hand pressed the accellerator forth, jettisoning herself forward..the world around her as a blurr, creating her own. Through the tinted shielding, azure eyes seemed transfixed. Her mind set on the park...feeling something good has to come out of the breakup, but what? She had no clue at this point.
Ami Mizuno, who'se day was going really pleasant walked with her hands clasped before her. Silent she was. Her hair bobbed ever so lightly as she went on beside the road within the public Tokyo Park. Hearing a engine behind her, she naturally looked behind herself. She saw Haruka's bike slow down, Finding a calmness whenever the blond tomboy was around.
Haruka's shield arose to show her face, understanding as any. She spoke to Ami with a gentle smile coming.
"Would you like to go with me to have lunch? I'd...enjoy some company, not one to enjoy eating alone.."
"I'd..love to.."
Ami wasn't exactly shy but this was a quite strange occurance. She wouldn't let it pass her if she tried..but she did know that Haruka was Michiru's..or had been..Looking down a moment she was helped onto the back of the cycle, on the dummy seat (A.N: Sorry, that's the real term for the passienger seat, "Dummy" seat) into the day, they rode. Only Haruka knew where they where going.
SkyKingTenou: This is just the first chapter, but I'll make the story as long as can be. Promise. I'll update when can. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Just had to have you thinking for the first one, which is why it was kind of -stopped- at that moment. Lol.d..