Haruka's Pain
AN: This is dedicated to my Michiru who helped me realize that I could write a fan fiction and that Michiru needed to get really pissed ~ ^
Haruka sighed and shifted uncomfortably in bed being careful not to disturb the slumbering beauty that was wrapped around her. As she rolled over, she caught a glimpse of the alarm clock on her nightstand. Shimmatta, she groaned internally, it's 5am, what the hell am I doing up? Suddenly the dream no, nightmare, she'd been having before she woke up came back to her in full force. Good lord, she sighed, at this rate, I'm never going to get any sleep. Well, I can't think of anyway to get rid of these stupid dreams that I've been having, she grumbled, but they're getting really old. Maybe if I go for a run, she mused, I'll be so exhausted that I'll be able to sleep without dreaming. Figuring it was worth a shot, Haruka decided to get ready for her run. Lacing up her shoes, she heard a funny noise. That's odd, she thought to herself, I didn't think anyone else was up. More than a little suspicious, she grabbed a baseball bat, no need for the space sword; she didn't want to kill them after all, and headed downstairs. As she got to the bottom of the stairs, someone grabbed her from behind forcing her to drop the baseball bat. Then, before she could free herself, a rag soaked in chloroform was shoved in her face. Just before she lost consciousness, a man came up to her. Masaka, she thought in disbelief, Akihiro? Then the world swam before Haruka's eyes and she sunk into blackness.