Time Trials

Disclaimer: Okay so here it goes. No matter how much I may wish, whine, or beg I will never own SailorMoon of any of the characters. Michiru and Haruka are owned by other people much to my great sadness. ;-; I own only the plot and any original characters I happen to feel like bringing in. Slight warning; There is Physical affection between the characters... I should not have to say any more.

Chapter 1: Time Management?

Haruka raced up the stairs. She was late, again, and Michiru was going to kill her. She had been at the track testing her her new bike for the upcoming competition in three weeks. Speeding around the wind ripping around her, Haruka had just lost all sense of time. She hoped Michiru wouldn't be too mad, she hoped... But out there with nothing but her bike, Haruka had been in her element. Surely Michiru could understand that. She tried not to wince at that thought as she reached the door to their apartment. She paused hesitantly then hurriedly opened the door.

Michiru was sitting at the table her fingers lightly drumming the wood as she watched Haruka sternly. Haruka placed her helmet on the hook in the entrance way wincing, Michiru was going to kill her alright. She hung her leather jacket next to her helmet taking her time hoping to think of something to ease the tension. Next she removed her shoes perparing for the lecture she was sure Michiru had ready for her, but Michiru merely sat there watching her, Silently. It was rather... un-nerving. Haruka glanced at the clock and couldn't but help but wince again at just how late she was.Michiru was the one to break the silence

"So, you were at the Track?" Her quiet question was more of a statement then inquiry. Haruka shifted nervously.

"Hai, the parts for the new bike came in , and well.... everything was just falling into place...", Haruka muttered as Michiru watched, "Gomen nasai, I just lost all sense of the time..." she tried to explain but her words were falling short. Michiru shrugged and went to the kitchen to prepare he dinner she had put off until Haruka arrived.

"You're going to get into trouble racing home opne of these days." Michiru chidded. Haruka allowed herself a small smile.

"they'd have to catch me firts!" she retorted in relief. Michiru had apparently forgiven her, this time.

"Why don't you go take a shower before dinner?" Michiru banged a few pans in the kitchen.

"Uh... Hai... " Haruka said quickly as she realized that Michiru was, indeed, still mad at her. She walked down the hall and to the bathroom where she stripped off her grungy, greasy clothes. Haruka slid open the shower door and turned on the water. As the shower warmed up she studied the mirror above the sink, running a hand through her short golden hair. There just wasn't enough time in the day for her to do everything she needed.

Ruka sighed and reached up removing her single earing, Michiru had given her a pair of gold hoops for her birthday a few years ago. Since then, she had worn one everyday without fail. Haruka glanced at the earing resting on the counter before stepping into the shower. She had lost the other one in an accident during a race. It had been bad, really bad. Haruka had been moving to take the lead when the other rider had swerved in front of her. It had been a desperate move that had failed horribly. She tried everything in her power but the resulting crash had been unavoidable. She barely remembered what happended. All she knew after that was waking up in a hospital bed three days later.

Ruka stood under the shower, warm water running down her tall, thin, athletic body. Her broken memories only came to her in vivid, confusing dreams that haunted her sleep every once and awhile, but like like always they came more frequent and detailed as a race approached. She had even taken to waking up screaming and sweating from the nightmares. Haruka had found that her only release from these night terrors was exhaustion. That is why she filled her days with school, the track team, and racing always hoping she would be too tired to dream. Haruka sighed and ran a hand through her wet locks and reached for the shampoo, massaging it into her hair trying to clear her mind of the many thoughts and memories plaguing her.

After rinsing and conditioning her hair she then proceeded to cleanse her body, her fingers lingering on a scar near her collarbone from her accident. It was unnoticable, unless you knew it was there and were looking for it. Haruka closed her eyes allowing the water to comfort her before turning it off. She once again ran her hand through her hair, wringing out the excess water. She grab a thick, cotton towel wrapping it around her body. Tossing her clothes in the hamper she then grabbed up her earing, walking down the hall to her room. Ruka quickly combed through her hair and put her earing back in, she then absently dressed in a pair of black slacks and a white shirt.

"Haruka dinner is almost ready!" Came the call from the kitchen startiling Haruka out of her thoughts.

"Hai, I'll be right out." She called walking back down the hall to the dinning room still drying her hair with the towel. While waiting, Haruka busied herself by filling two glasses with their prefered drinks and sat at the table intent on staying out of Michiru's way. After only a few moments Michi carried two plates over, prractically throwing Haruka's down in front of her before taking her own seat. She winced depressed and settled down to endure an uncomfortable silent dinner. She was halfway through her meal when she just couldn't take it anymore. Haruka stood throwing her silverware down onto her plate recieving a surprised look from Michiru. She walked around the table. As she approached, Michru pushed her chair back preparing to stand up and face her. Before Michiru got a chance to stand, Haruka kneeled next to her chair and wrapped her arms around Michi's waist, she laid her head in Michiru's lap.

"Please don't be mad at me anymore, Michiru." Haruka whispered as she hugged Michiru tightly. Michi reached down and brushed Haruka's short blond hair back, lightly carressing her cheek. Michiru's fingers lightly brushed Haruka's earing as she leaned down, her lips touching the gold hoop.

"I could never stay mad at you for long, Haruka." Michiru whispered her voice carressing the name. Haruka straightend up and softly traced Michiru's jawline her eyes searching the other girls face, leaning foreward her eyes slid closed as their lips met in a tender kiss. Ruka's hand buried itself in Michiru's long, thick waves as their emotions turned their embrace intensely passionate. They seperated, but only just, as both girls tried to regain their breath. Haruka pulled Michiru back into a quick kiss as she picked her up. Michiru's arms wrapped around Haruka's neck as the tall blonde carefully carried her to the bedroom, kicking the door close behind them.

She gently layed Michiru on the bed stretching out beside her. Her arms wrapped around the other girl pulling Michiru's smaller frame against her own. Michi lightly brushed her hand across Haruka's cheek and neck as she studied those gentle teal eyes. Her hands found themselves at the nape of Haruka's slender neck. Much to the surprise of both girls, she pulled Haruka ino a passionate kiss. Haruka's hand began to carress Michiru's sides and stomach as her lips moved from Michi's kiss to her neck. Michiru tilted her head to the side stretching her neck out for Haruka as her back arched lightly under Haruka's touch. Michi's breath quickened as her shirt was gently pulled up. Michiru slid her hands across Haruka's back pulling the blonde's shirt up as well. Ruka took the oppertunity to pull away just enough to slide Michi's shirt the rest of the way off. As Michiru watched her lover, Haruka leaned down to gently kiss her flat stomach. Michiru allowed her eyes to close as Haruka's lips continued to kiss up to her collarbone. A light moan escaped her as Haruka pressed their bodies together.

"Haruka..." Michiru whispered her name softy, "Please... more..." Michiru's body was on fire and she wanted... needed... her lover. Haruka was all too happy to comply with Michiru's breathless request as they both wanted and needed the same thing.

END CHAPTER

Author's Note: I have more chapters waiting to be posted so please read and comment back. I'll need at least three positive reponses before I post the second chapter. (Though I'll probably post it if I get at least one REALLY GREAT response.) Please no flaming!!!!! I already warned you about the lovers before you even started reading and any true fan knows that Haruka and Michiru were lesbians. THANKS everyone for at least reading my fanfic. There is more to come along with another story. As long as you keep reading I'll keep writing!