Ship Wreck Atlantic

Hikaru strolled along the promenade, looking out upon the restless blue gray sea. She drew a deep breath, drawing the salty air into her lungs.

She was upon the decks of the Titanic, the greatest R.M.S ship in the world... on her way to America.

This was the biggest, grandest ship in the world, a third class room had as much grander as a first class room in any hotel on any of the seven continents. This was a good thing, seeing as she was a third class passenger.

But that wasn't the only bonus, the food for third class passengers was just as good as food for first class passengers, with ice cream, shell fish, soups... a whole feast! This ship was truly a virtual haven!

Hikaru watched the gulls circle above, letting her mind wander. She was to meet her friend Fuu in New York when the ship docked.

This was her second day aboard the ship, she was to reach her destination tomorrow. Hikaru left her post at the railing and continued her walk, thinking what she would do next. She didn't know the ship very well, so maybe she should explore. She had hours of time to kill, plenty to see the ship. Walking down the stair well, she wondered, what if the ads were wrong? The people? What if this ship could sink?

She laughed, banishing the ridiculous thought. This ship would, could, never sink.

It was impossible.

Hikaru walked down the grand hallway, taking it in for about the thousandth time, even the hallway's here were fancy. But... the one thing that really amazed Hikaru... was the stairway. It was made of the highest quality wood, something imported, she guessed. It was polished to perfection, it never dulled. And the clock... Two cherubs holding an elaborate clock, a sculpture made out of what looked like marble.

Two stair cases coming from the left and right conjoined in the middle. But what really caught Hikaru's attention this time was not what the staircase was made out of, or how wonderful it looked, but what... or rather, who... was standing on it.

A tall, beautiful woman with long, pink hair cascading down her back, clad in a form- fitting, strapless, midnight-blue dress which fanned out at her knees, reflecting the light streaming down from the lamps. White, elbow-length gloves encased her arms, and her ears, which were slightly pointed at the tips, bore two shining diamonds. Two orbs of a light pink were outlined in a light blue, her lashed long and black to match.

This was clearly a woman of great wealth and power. She attracted every gaze in the room, like a goddess. Hikaru, who wore a school uniform, couldn't compare.

No other female in the room could compare, for that matter. All Hikaru could do was stare. But just then, the woman caught her gaze, looking over at her, her pink lips twisting up into a smile. Hikaru's heart skipped a beat, her breath faltering. The woman was even more stunning when she smiled. Hikaru was even more surprised when the woman started to walk down the steps toward... her.

"Hello." The woman said, reaching Hikaru.

All Hikaru could do was stand there, still stunned by the woman's incredible beauty.

"Uh.." Hikaru couldn't find any words.

"Are you okay?" The woman reached out her hand to touch Hikaru's forehead, seeing if she had a fever or not.

"You don't seem to have a fever..."

Hikaru's heart jumped slightly at the touch. A slight pull... a slight pull on her heart.

"Y- yes ma'am! I- I'm fine!" Hikaru stuttered. She blushed at how silly the words sounded.

The woman laughed slightly. It was the light, carefree tone of a bell.

"If your sure. Tell me, what's your name?" The woman asked, surprising Hikaru a little bit.

"My name? Hi... Hikaru..."

"Hikaru? That's a nice name! I'm Nova."

Nova... that was an... unusual... name.

"So, where are you going to go once you get to America, Hikaru?"

"Um.. I'm going to stay with my friend in Manhattan, and then the rest of my family is going to come on the Olympic."

Hikaru's face was red, but it dulled into a slight pink now.

"Manhattan? Wow. I'm going to the south. For a vacation, of course."

"Where are you going to go after that?"

"Back to London. Where are you going to go after you meet your family in Manhattan?"

It took Hikaru a moment for her brain to draw up the information, and then she realized...

"I don't know. Probably New York. My family's gonna open a bakery."

"A bakery, huh?"

"Yes Ma'am."

Nova gave a sigh.

"Please, call me Nova. It gets a little tiring when everyone calls me 'ma'am.'"

"Oh, okay."

"Do you want to walk around the deck with me, Hikaru?"

Hikaru was taken aback for a moment. Why did Nova want to take a walk with her?

Was Nova coming on to her?

"Um... I don't know... i guess..." Hikaru mentally cursed herself for red color seeping up into her face.

"Alright then!"

Nova took hold of her hand and led her back up to the deck, laughing softly at the blush in Hikaru's cheeks.

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End of chapter 01! This is my first attempt at two things-

A Rayearth fanfic

A Yuri fanfic.

I like Yaoi a little more, but hey, it can't hurt to try to write a yuri fic, right?

Heheh.

Oh, yes, something I forgot-

I don't own Rayearth. I'm just an obsessed CLAMP/Rayearth fan, so I don't own this, of course!