Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon! I do own the original characters and the idea of the story.

A/N: A whole brand new story coming to you guys by yours truly. It's a romance story coupled with the supernatural genre. Haruka X Michiru. You don't like… Beat it. And for those who do love the pairing like me well, sit down and enjoy.

Musical Mist

Prologue

The small office was full of cigarette smoke. A cough was heard then a rustle of sheets as an old man looked through the papers over and over again. He stood up. His blue eyes looked around his house as he looked at a small picture in his eyes.

A small girl with aqua blue hair stood there, smiling and holding on to a bouquet of flower. He coughed again and he drew away the cigarette from his mouth. He exhaled the fume covering his vision as he felt as if his breathing was being cut short. He took a pen turned around and document from the vault. He leaned over his desk and signed it.

He coughed again. The fumes escaped his mouth and nose. He ran a hand through his white hair; his wrinkly fingers, deformed by arthritis, ached as he did so. With a last intake of air he moved that same hand to touch his chest. "No…" He whispered as he fell forward hitting his hip against the edge of his office table. His heart stopped and so did his breathing. His life had ended.

"No… I don't understand why you are not doing what I pay you to do!" A tall blonde woman fell silent as she heard the person on the other side of her cell phone. "I know that it is hard… But I really need your help, Taka…" She paused to listen to the reply then nodded in understanding. Her long blonde hair fell on her face as she did so as she played with a pen in her hand. "Hai… Give me a call after you are done... Arigatou…" She whispered before ending the call.

She ran her hand through her hair moving the annoying strands away from her face. "I better cut this thing…" She said quietly referring to her hair as she sat down on her desk. She crossed her arms over her chest as she looked at the messy pile of books and newspaper articles on top of it.

A knock on the door was heard then after a second the door opened. A brunette walked in. Her dark eyes traveled too look at the tall blonde. "Haruka…" She took in the other woman's appearance, noting the weariness and stress in her features. "How… are you?" She asked as she walked in closing the door behind her. She continued on watching her as she got up from the desk one hand forming into a fist as she did so. "Had a fight with, Taka-kun?"

She gave her back to the smaller woman. She nodded as a response to her question. "Not only that, I'm not getting any job offers! It's not easy looking for abandoned houses…" She said as she began to roll up the long sleeves of her button shirt up to her elbows. She turned to the other woman and saw an odd expression on her face. "Mika-chan… Is everything all right? Do you want to talk to me about something, love?"

She bit her lower lip. Clearly the blonde was having a hard day as it is. She was kind of nervous right now and she was not really sure if she should go through with what she had planned. However she knew she had to go through with it.

"Mika?"

"I think we should start seeing other people…"

Haruka froze. Not again. "…Why?"

Mika looked up to her and blushed. The blonde was something out of the ordinary. She had to confess she was still in love. But it really was not working out for her. She gazed at her and took in her physical appearance. Her green eyes seemed to be turning sadder by the second. She sighed and opened her mouth to talk but she just couldn't. To add to her dilemma, the other woman closed the distance between by reaching out and touching her cheek. She was taken aback by the contact, as she did not expect it at all.

Damn Ten'ou Haruka!

She was a charmer. Her voice was of a seductive nymph. Her skin was a soft as silk not to mention her kisses would bring about a certain high as if one were on drugs. Her hugs were intoxicating. Her scent was some kind of erotic perfume. Her eyes were a pool of lust. Just by looking at them you would fall in her trap. Her smile was the own devil's smile. Mika could not think straight. Having the tall woman so close to her own body was starting to make her forget what she had just said. "Its not you its me!" She blurted out again.

Haruka stared down at her as her took hold of the girl's chin. I've heard that before… "Explain…"

Mika sighed as she met her eyes. Her hair was covering her forehead and fell to almost her shoulders. She had met her with long hair, throughout their relationship she had complained about getting it cut, yet up until now she never came around to doing so. And though she tried to reason it out with her, Haruka always fell behind the defense that 'I don't have time for foolish image crap'.

"I… I can't live with you anymore… I'm sorry but I just can't… Your job freaks me out! You come home late at night or you never come home at all! How do I know you are really working?! Sometimes I call your cell and you never pick it up!"

"I am working!" Haruka said as she let go of Mika. I've heard that before so many times is not even funny anymore. Haruka moved away from her. Her shoes echoed through the office as she walked around.

"I'm sorry Haruka-san…"Mika whispered as she walked to her now. She patted her arm and watched her turn to her. She had to take in a breath. Haruka's eyes were so cold. Mika couldn't resist and she knew that seconds after she would be regretting what she was about to do. She wrapped her arms around the blonde and moved to kiss her lips. Haruka was faster. She turned her face to the side and felt the contact of warm lips on the corner of her mouth. "I'm sorry…"

"It's ok…" She whispered as she untangled the girl's arms from herself.

"I… I will take my stuff tomorrow…"

The other woman only shrugged. "You got the keys to the house…" She whispered as she watched the smaller girl nod and walk away from her. Mika looked at Haruka and shifted her gaze down to the floor before finally leaving the blonde alone.

Haruka looked at her desk and then at her book shelf. She walked over to it and brought her hand over one book in particular. She pulled it out and read what it said. "Paranormal experience, Door to the spirit world." Haruka growled and threw the book angrily across her office. It wasn't easy being a paranormal activity investigator.

"My grandfather?"

"Hai… His name was Kazuto Kaiou. You may not remember him. You only got to see him once. At least that what it said on his will." The lawyer said as he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him. Her hair went down in soft waves, until almost her waist. It reminded him of the ocean waves not only because of its turquoise. He titled his head to the side as she looked at her eyes. They were of a dark blue color. That was the only proof he needed. She was indeed Kazuto's granddaughter. He watched her processing what he had just told her. He took in how she twitched nervously as she sat there on the seat, clutching her purse.

"Kaiou-san, I know you must be mad, if not curious as to why you've never been in contact with your grandfather. When your parents died, he might have thought it was better for you to live in foster home. You have had a pleasing life after all… You are a famous violinist, not to mention most of your paintings are all over Tokyo Museum…"

She shook her head. "I do not have any ill feelings for him at all… I just find it strange that he should remember me after all this time… I still don't know why I am here today." She said as flipped her hair to the side by moving her head.

"Your grandfather left you an immense fortune to add up to what you already have." The lawyer said going over the will again. "He also left you a house though he hasn't stated what he wanted you to do with it." He pulled his glasses and watched as the violinist tilted her head to the side. "You'll have to check it out and have it appraised. After which, you may decide what you want to do with it." He said as he took out a pen and gave it to her. "When you sign here you will accept all that he left to you."

She frowned and took the piece of paper in her hands and read it over. It wasn't like she was selling her soul to the devil. It was indeed a will and it did belong to her grandfather. "I get a copy of the will?"

"You get the original one, ma'am."

Michiru nodded and took the pen in her hands. Sighing, she moved it over the sheet of paper and signed her name on it.

"We're all settled then." The lawyer said standing up and shaking hands with her. He then gave her the folder with all the information she needed. That included pictures of the house plus the address, the will and a small picture of her when she was a little girl that they found at the site where Kazuto died. Now Michiru had a handful. She will need to read all this and see what she will do with that property. She sighed and walked out of the lawyer's office. Just what she needed, a house in the middle of nowhere.

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