Alright. After debating with myself, I thought It was time for some revisions. I believe this story could have been so much better if I paid enough attention to it. But ah, such is life sometimes. I have been distracted by waning passions and a destructive relationship on top of juggling school, careers and expenses. Anyhow, I present to you, this story's chapter 1.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Sailor Moon, esp. Haruka and Michiru :C but I wish I did.

"I'm sorry"

"No! I'm sorry, just... please, give me another chance! I swear, it won't happen again!"

She was hoping to see a hint of love in those blue orbs amidst the sense of finality in the other woman's voice. Her words are stern, almost condemning her for the wrong she's done and the pain that accompanied it. As an act of desperation, she begged and plead. Cupping the shorter girl's face.

"Please Michi"

"Don't call me that, Haruka-san"

"No! Michi please!"

Michiru was forced into a really tight embrace. She knows she misses it. Their eyes met- that familiar gaze and welcoming lips were almost irresistable but before she could contemplate on what she wants to do and what she should or shouldn't do, Haruka forcibly kissed her. She responded. Surprising herself more than the other. Disbelief would be an understatement.

"Michiru"

"He's waiting for me..."

It began to rain, every drop of water now masking their tears.

"Michi, I love you. Please"

"He loves me too, Haruka-san. So far he hasn't hurt me. It's been 2 years. I think its about time you moved on. Im getting married tomorrow."

As if on cue, Haruka let go of Michiru. All her limbs felt numb as her arms became limp. Accepting that one night from her past will never be erased from Michiru's mind. This is the woman she truly loved and she is now officially losing her. This is not one of Michiru's ploy to make her jealous nor regret her error of her ways. No, this is the end. This is the last time she would see Michiru.

"Im sorry, Michiru...san."

With that, she started doing what she usually does before she met Michiru Kaioh. She ran as fast as she could, as far away as she can from the person who taught her to stop running, to stop escaping. This is the route she has to take. She has to leave her behind.

She watched as Haruka ran away. She knows that she cannot save her like she did before. Because this time, it was her that Haruka is running away from. With regret slowly sinking in, she battles her heart with her mind, even if she somehow knows that this is the last time she will see Haruka. Why didn't she stop her? Stupid Pride.

2 AM - Kaioh, Meioh, Tomoe Residence

Her aqua hair was as frantic as her pace. Clicking and stomping heels in patterns unusual to her character but more so her poise. She knows that she is getting married for all the wrong reasons. She has already gotten this far. Did she hurt Haruka as much as she intended to or did she go overboard? Why can't she just take her back? Haruka did all she can in the 2 years they have been separated. After Michiru caught her with another girl, Haruka had the patience of a monk. Waiting for her. Courting her. Roses. Chocolates. Concerts. Chaueffeur. Convoy. Shopping. Dinner. Haruka gave her whatever she wanted even if she had a boyfriend. Haruka has been asking- no, begging for her forgiveness. Why must she be so stubborn?

'Haruka... what's wrong?'

"Michiru? Is something wrong" In comes strolling her best friend to save her. Good timing as usual.

"Setsuna, thank God! Its about Haruka... san. I think she's in trouble, I don't know, I just feel- You know what, never mind!"

"You still have that kind of connection huh? Are you sure you want to marry Yusuke" She saw it in ruby eyes, there's no doubt in her head that her statement, not a question, is a fact.

"Ofcourse! What kind of question is that?" The aqua haired bride to be retorted.

"I just feel like your doing this to hurt Haruka. You're gonna lose her"

"No! It was Haruka who lost me!"

Sighing, Setsuna retreated to her room, knowing fully well that her aqua haired friend has been lying to herself and is about to make the biggest mistake in her life. She wishes she could just fix evrything and get it back to the way it used to be. One big happy family.

2 AM - Haruka's Condo

She left everything that will remind her of this life. Taking only necessities that will not remind her of her true love. She walked the halls of her second home, where she has been thrown after what she did to Michiru. Browsing through pictures of happier times, she smiled, enjoying the memory one last time. These pictures will not be tangible again, as intangible as the girl she loved the most. She got some papers and lifted her pen, writing an explanation of her absence, finally she addresses who the letters belong to.

'Goodbye everyone.'

Looking around once more, she slowly trudged out of her condo unit, locking the doors and bolts, making sure evrything is secure. She turns off all the lights one last time and slowly dragged her luggages as well as her feet away from her so called home. Away from her past life.

- Michiru's Wedding Day

Michiru paced the room like a loonatic. Discontented with this so called special day. Annoyed and irritated, she tries to neutralize her decision, confusion and emotion. A concerned friend entered the room once more, hoping that she would come to her senses before she makes a mistake that will have a life-time after effect.

"Michiru! Haruka is not here! If you're being like this because she won't come then don't marry Yusuke! He is a good man. Don't hurt him! Don't hurt yourself! Don't hurt Haruka-san!"

And then it her. A realization bigger than her own. Setsuna IS right. She cried her eyes out for the next few hours. Who will she pick? She has to break one heart in order to save the other. Who? Who will she pick? Of course...

She ran as fast as she could to her car and sped off.

She approached her groom. Her heart was racing, she could hear her heart beat.

"Yusuke?"

"Michiru! You're not supposed to be here" He is a good man. If she weren't in love with Haruka, it would have been easy to dream of forever with him. If only.

"I just-"

"What is it love?" He tried to kiss her but somehow this day was different and this Michiru is definitely different.

"Michiru?"

"I can't marry you"

"What? Why?" His once shining hazel eyes casted a darker brown. If you listen close enough you can hear his heart already breaking. You can hear his mind already formulating the answers to his own question and he knows. He is right.

"Im still in love with Haruka. I'm so sorry."

That is about it. Please read and review, I had a few constructive criticisms from this story in the past (Not a FLAME) and it helped me realise that this needs to be revised. Reviews will be greatly appreciated. Thank you all for your time! Have a nice day.