This could be fun. It's a story based on the rivalry between Haruka and Seiya based loosely on when they first met in the Stars season. Told from Haruka's point of view.
Disclaimer: Not mine. I just like to use them for my own purposes!
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R for Revenge
The wind blew slightly, pushing the clouds through the night sky. The night air held a chill as the stars dimly shone through the clouds. Michiru had just finished her concert with the Three Lights. All in all, Haruka thought the concert was amazing, or at least, Michiru was amazing. These other three, she wasn't so sure of yet.
Sighing, Haruka ran a hand through her hair, messing it even further than it already was. It was an old nervous habit that she kept. She leaned back against the railing, watching the last of the occupants leave for the night. 'Michiru, you were radiant tonight. I'm lucky to have you.' Haruka though, smiling inwardly.
A loud squeal brought her back to reality. Usagi had shown up at the arena, four hours late and crying like a baby. "Usagi? Is that you?" Haruka called to her, walking over slowly.
Going to comfort her was not a good idea by any means of the word. Usagi jumped, clinging to the taller blonde, crying her eyes out. "Ah! Usagi, I'm going to see Michiru in her dressing room. You want to come with me?" she asked quickly, trying to distract the younger girl and stop the screeching and tears. At Usagi's rapid nodding, Haruka guided her behind the stage to the hall where the performers had their dressing rooms. Michiru's name was spelled out in beautiful sparkling letters across the door of the nearest room.
Haruka knocked swiftly and opened the door, "Michiru, I'm coming in." The sight of Michiru holding her hair up behind her head and that boy Seiya standing behind her caused the blood in Haruka's veins to boil. "Michiru?" Her voice was harsh, here steel blue eyes narrowed at the man next to her.
Seiya walked up to Haruka, standing only slightly shorter. "Seiya Kou. Nice to meet you." He extended his hand to Haruka, who grudgingly takes it.
"Haruka Tenoh." Their eyes lock, both of their hands balling into fists. Haruka glared into Seiya's eyes.
"Nice greeting, eh?" Seiya replied, sarcasm spilling over the sentence.
Haruka's eyes burned into the smaller man's. "Get out."
Seiya laughed, said goodbye to Michiru and invited Usagi to their room for a visit. Usagi bounded after him excitedly.
Haruka looked at the beautiful woman in front of her. "Michiru, I…" she tried to apologize for being rude but was silenced with a finger to her lips. At her partner's beckoning, she followed her to help relieve her of her clothing. "There's just something about him I don't trust Michiru. I don't trust anything with you."
Michiru smiled, her eyes sparkling. "Perhaps it is you that should not be trusted, Ms. Tenoh. I do believe there is mischief in your intentions." She giggled lightly as she let her dress slip from her shoulders and fall to the floor. Half exposing her body to her lover. "But for now, let us not talk with words."
Haruka raised her eyebrows at her love's suggestion and stepped closer to her. "It is better to use our lips to speak the words we can not form." The blonde leant down and kissed the shoulder of her companion.