"I'll come for thee by Moonlight
Alone in the cold pale moonlight
I'll come for thee my love.
When the stars are at their brightest
When the Stars are bright and true
You'll be in my arms at moonlight
The light of the rising moon."
Hakura crumpled up the paper and hucked it across the room. It bounced off the wall, falling out the open window instead of beside the full waste-basket among its fellows. Dozens upon dozens of sheets of paper, crumpled into little balls, half-written proposals of love.
"DAMN IT!" the blonde woman swore, breaking yet another pencil on the desk. She put her head in her hands and stared at the wood, scratched and marred by the sheer multitude of pencils she had stabbed into it with each failed attempt.
"HOW CAN IT BE THIS HARD TO TELL SOMEONE YOU LOVE THEM?!" She shouted at her wall. She envied Rei's gift for song lyrics. At least SHE could tell someone how she felt. Hakura stood up and walked over to the overly full basket and snatched a piece of paper off the floor around it. Through the creases she could just barely make out the words, "You make my motor run." Idiocy...she thought, discarding the horrid attempt. She walked to the window, hands on the sill and looked out into open space.
The sky was dark, just a few twinkling lights shinning in the distance. For the first time in a while, Hakura felt lonely. She sighed, her breath a soft fog in the winter air.
"Damn it! Have I always had this much trouble?" She demanded of her unseen planet. She knew the other Sailor Scouts were watching out their windows, it was something they were all drawn to do. To stare deep into space in hopes of catching a glimpse of their pasts. What is it she had learned in Astrology? Uranus and Neptune are many lightyears away, if you were to look at them from Earth, you'd be looking back hundreds of years maybe. She mused for a moment, if she could see Uranus right now, look at the surface, would she maybe she herself and Michiru together. Embracing or simply walking together?
Hakura left the window. She moved to her bedroom, changed into her night shirt and laid down on her belly. She looked at the photograph on the beside drawer, a simple picture. She was standing in a man's suit, her arms around a very beautiful Michiru. In the picture, they looked married. She smiled and put two fingers to her lips, kissed them, and then pressed them to Michiru's photo.
"I love you Michiru..."
"I love you too Hakura." The voice caused Hakura to jump backwards. She fell over, toppling over the back of her bed in a most undignified way. Poking her blonde head above the mattress she saw a laughing blue haired woman.
"How...when...wha?" Hakura pulled herself back onto the bed.
"I love you Hakura...Uranus...I love you more than words." In her hand she held a crummpled piece of paper.
"Er...thats not very...good." Hakura said, looking at her poem.
"I don't care." The woman sat beside her love, wrapping slender arms around the blonde woman, "I thought it was perfect." With the she pushed Hakura on the bed beside her and kissed her deeply.
"I came for thee by moonlight..."