Priestess of the Seas
Michiru looked at the clock and stopped the pull of the bow across her violin. It was well past midnight yet she couldn't sleep. She placed her violin back in it's case and set it down on Haruka's side of the bed which was empty. She had a race in the States and Michiru had a concert that Friday she left so she opted to stay at home with Setsuna and Hotaru in their mansion. She pulled out a aqua green bathing suit from her draw and quickly changed into it, tying her hair back with a black band. She made her way down the stairs and out of the front door of the mansion and into the pond that stood in the back year, slipping quietly into the water.
Her thoughts turned to the past mainly when she swam and this time was no exception, her past in the Silver Millennium and her past in her present life and the life she would live in the future. Her thoughts mainly stayed in the present the last few times she swam to get some physical exhaustion from her thoughts.
Everyone saw her as perfect and because of that she never allowed herself to be anything less than perfect. The only people she didn't act around were the Sailor Scouts. They knew the real Michiru.
The others saw the façade. The mask she put in place to protect herself from the harsh reality's of the real world that would just pale in comparison to her duties as the Senshi of the Seas. She knew before Rei was every reincarnate that she was and always will be the Priestess of the Seas.
AN: Not as long as the others but I like it. I'll finish the rest up later today.