Disclaimer: I don't own any Sailor Moon characters.

A/N: So I lied. This fic is actually the first fic, but this was written with an ex about five years ago. I had assumed this fic was lost for good and forgot all about it until I stumbled upon it accidentally while digging up old stuff in search of something else. I have not spoken to that ex for a long time now, and I wish to keep it that way. However, I do want to give her credit. I've attempted to divide the fic into chapters, so some chapters are shorter than others and it'll jump around a lot. I also edited parts (mostly for grammatical/punctuational purposes, not content), but I tried to keep it as original as possible in order to preserve the integrity of the parts she worked on. Some parts are also intentionally written a certain way, and I left it alone. I have to admit this fic lacks depth, and I would very much like to rewrite this fic and fill in the gaps. Maybe I will attempt to rewrite it after all if I'm pushed enough. But until then, I'm just going to leave it as is.

If you are reading this (you know who you are), please leave me out. I am not reaching out to you. I'm just giving back what's yours.

One more thing: there are themes here similar to PSPS, but they are completely different stories.

Chapter 1

Tonight the sky was clear. Aqua tresses shimmered in the moonlight. A gentle breeze swept past now and then, causing the girl's sundress to caress her figure. A sad tune filled the air around her and seemed to even drift into the depths of the sea. Despite this piece's melancholic tone one could still appreciate the brilliance in which it was played. Once the song came to an end, Michiru sighed and put her violin in its case. She sat down on the sand and looked up to the sky. She loved stargazing and tonight was a perfect time for that. The sky was clear and the stars were in sight. Michiru loved the sky. She loved Haruka. Sadly, almost painfully, Haruka belonged to another and so Michiru's love was unrequited.

The first bell rang, which meant the students had five more minutes to get to class. Michiru plowed through the crowded halls in an attempt to get to first period on time for once. She was almost there. All she had to do was turn the next corner and—

THUD

Before she knew what hit her, Michiru was on the floor with her books by her side. She scowled. Why can't people watch where they're going?

A voice said, "Are you alright? I'm sorry I didn't see you."

Michiru looked up into a pair of beautiful green eyes and her irritation vanished. The sandy blonde haired tomboy picked up Michiru's books and then extended a hand to her. Michiru gratefully took it and replied, "Yes, I'm fine, thanks," and smiled.

Haruka smiled back and handed Michiru her books. "Alright then, see ya," she said and took off in the other direction. The two went their separate ways. Second bell rang.

Damn, so much for being on time, Michiru thought. It was nice bumping into Haruka though.

Michiru went through the motions of all her classes: bell rings, pack up and leave, next class, sit, unpack, do work, take notes, and repeat. When fourth period ended it meant only one thing – lunchtime, the only time she and Haruka were in the same place at the same time. She went to her locker and grabbed her lunch and entered the cafeteria. As usual, Michiru sat with her best friend Elsa and a few others. And as usual, Elsa was hyperactive and chattering away. Once in a while Michiru would glance towards the other end of the cafeteria in Haruka's direction. She raised an eyebrow and smirked as it seemed there was yet another conflict between Haruka and her girlfriend. Both of them were standing, waving their hands about and raising their voices. Now, in any other place this might attract spectators and attention, but in this case it was considered part of the daily, normal routine. That is one unhealthy relationship, Michiru thought. But then something different happened today. As Haruka ran after April and held her to keep her from walking away, April slapped Haruka in the face. The stunned look on Haruka's face was mirrored on Michiru's face.

Elsa waved a hand in front of Michiru, bringing her out of her daze.

"Sorry Elsa," she stammered, "what were you saying?"

Elsa stuck her tongue out and repeated, "I asked if you were planning on going to the Junior-Senior Prom. It's in about a month and three weeks, I'm so excited!"

"Um, I don't know. Maybe, if I find a date." Then it hit Michiru. "A month and three weeks? Elsa, it's all early!" she protested and stuck her tongue out back at her best friend.

Michiru looked back for Haruka while Elsa continued her chattering, but she was nowhere to be found. Lunch ended and soon another school day ended with Michiru watching Haruka drive away, with April by her side. I wish I could go for a ride with you, she thought.

School continued on and soon it was almost summer. Michiru was anxious to get out of school. She'd been having problems with some of the other girls ­– cliques clashing and the like. She still loved Haruka from afar, and Haruka and her girlfriend April were still together after several break ups.

It's so beautiful out here tonight. This time a restless tune could be heard throughout the beach. Michiru was tormented with thoughts of Haruka again. It's funny how you can be close to the one you love but still be so far.

Haruka was riding alongside the shore when suddenly she heard something. Someone playing a violin? she guessed. She parked her car on the side of the road and followed the sound. She and April had just broken up again and driving had always helped her clear her mind and find some peace. April, why can't we just be happy together? Haruka pushed painful thoughts away and noticed she was at the entrance of the beach. She took off her shoes and walked in the sand a little further. There, she thought, it's that pretty girl I ran into the other day. Haruka sat to the side of Michiru and waited for her to finish playing.

When Michiru opened her eyes and turned she was a bit startled. Oh my God, I must be dreaming. Is that really Haruka?

God, she looks... angelic in the moonlight, Haruka thought. "Hi there," she greeted sheepishly. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, I just happened to be driving past here and I heard you playing. I, um, I couldn't help but just stop and listen."

When Haruka smiled, Michiru melted and smiled back. "Oh," she said and blushed a little.

Haruka stood and dusted the sand off of her shorts. She extended her hand. "By the way, my name's Haruka Tenou."

Michiru took her hand and said, "I'm Michiru Kaiou."

Haruka smiled again. "Michiru, that's a pretty name. I remember bumping into you the other day at school." She laughed a little nervously. "I'm really sorry about that."

Michiru was taken aback. She remembers? "Oh no, don't worry about it. That was so long ago."

Haruka looked down at the sand then back out at the water. "So, do you come out here to play your violin often?"

"Yes, on most nights. I love the ocean." But not as much as I love you, she thought. "How about you? What are you doing out this late?"

Haruka heaved a sigh. "Driving. I like feeling the wind rush past me, like it's blowing all my troubles away. Especially the ocean breeze. It sorta reminds me of…" Haruka caught herself. She was just about to say it reminded her of Michiru. For the first time, Haruka realized just how much she'd been thinking of Michiru. She had been thinking of Michiru more than anything else really, ever since that day she bumped into her, ever since that day April started hitting her.

Michiru looked at Haruka, waiting for her to finish.

"Hawaii. I was there last summer. Really nice place," Haruka played it off.

"Oh I see."

Soon the two continued to talk and got into deep conversations that led them to morning. If it was possible, they became best friends overnight knowing almost everything about each other within a matter of hours. They just clicked. Whether it was intentional or not the girls had closed the awkward gap between them and sat side by side watching the sunrise. The sun rose out of the ocean slowly. It was a wondrous sight. Afterwards, Haruka drove Michiru home in time before her parents noticed she was missing and Haruka snuck in her room as well. Lucky for them it was Saturday.

Michiru felt like she was floating on air. She felt giddy and happy. Eever since that night on the beach, she and Haruka had become very good friends. Of course, the next week at lunch in school, Elsa noticed her friend's joyful disposition and interrogated the aqua haired girl.

"Come on Michiru, I know you. I've known you since the 2nd grade, so don't try to tell me nothing happened. I can tell damn well something happened, so spill it girl."

Michiru grinned. "Well, Haruka and I are friends, very good friends at that."

Elsa's eyebrow raised. "Ohhh, you go out with her? I heard she and April just broke up, for good this time."

Michiru giggled. "No, I literally meant that we're just good friends."

The two giggled and Michiru waved to Haruka on the other side of the cafeteria.

Haruka waved back to the aqua-haired girl. She had never felt so good in her life. She chuckled lightly to herself. Ever since she met Michiru things had started to look up. They really had. Maybe that's only because I'm on the rebound, but I hope not. She sighed. April, I still love April. Again Haruka pushed the thoughts away and joined her friends in conversation.