A Slice of Life
Rated G
by Fire Child
(waywardangel99@hotmail.com)
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon. It is owned by the great Naoko-sama.
I don't think I could ever do anything that good.
But then, I don't think Naoko would ever think it would get this big....
Michiru was sitting in the living room watching Kakeru in amusement.
Since he was learning how to walk, the little boy was like his pappa:
Speeding. His walker zoomed everywhere in their house he could go. Michiru woke up
this morning to the sounds of Hotaru walking Kakeru down the hallway. Michiru looked at the
senshi of Saturn. She shrugged. "He was awake in his crib. I went to check on him
and he held his arms up and wanted out. Michiru nodded to Hotaru. "Bring him down to the kitchen.
I think his stroller is in the living room. I'll watch him while I make breakfast. You have to
get ready for school." The young girl nodded and followed Michiru downstairs. Michiru
could only watch and laugh at Kakeru nearly running over Haruka when she came downstairs.
Haruka picked up her son. Setting plates on the table, Michiru asked Haruka. "When do we
get to enter him in the races? I think he might even possibly beat you." She winked at her
wife. Haruka set Kakeru down, who speeded off to the living room where most of his toys were.
Haruka grabbed Michiru from behind, making the sea senshi giggle. "I'm afraid he's has a
few more years. I wasn't allowed in the baby league till I was three. And I was special."
Michiru chuckled and kissed her wife softly. She pouted.
"And I thought I would get to see the 'old man' race against his son." Haruka laughed and
grabbed the rest of the silverware from Michiru. "Maybe someday. But by then, we'll be racing
on the moon."
That afternoon.....
Michiru sat down after giving violin lessons. She was exhausted.
She didn't know teaching at Juuban High School would have be that hard.
She thought back to her own days in school. 'I don't remember classes being that long.'
She then thought about it and laughed. 'But then of course for a good part of high school
I had Haruka to pass the time with plus being a senshi.' Kakeru was sitting in the floor,
playing with some stuffed animals. In his lap sat the stuffed chihuahua he was quite fond of.
Michiru chuckled and looked out the window. It was such a gorgeous day. It was a full bloom
summertime, but it wasn't that hot out yet. It was a perfect day for painting. Michiru picked up
Kakeru and went into her studio and grabbed her art bag that was packed just for certain
occasions such as this. She put the bag on her arm and grabbed Kakeru's walker and
headed outside.
Kakeru was trying to chase a butterfly while the sea senshi sketched the picture of
Setsuna working in her flower garden. Setsuna had the day off and volunteered to watch Kakeru
to give Michiru the day to herself, but she refused. She was glad. It had been a wonderful day.
Except for the lessons at school, Michiru had spent time with her son. His blue eyes watched
with wonder watching his mommy doing various things around the house. He had the most fun with
him 'helping mommy' make up the bed. After a game of peek-a-boo. He crawled around under the
covers, trying to hide. Michiru would always find him by tickling the lump under the sheets.
She would be answered by squeals of laughter and a bright, shining face coming towards her.
Michiru nearly fell off the stool she was sitting on in laughter. She watched as Kakeru
went up behind "Auntie Setsuna" and was playing with her long green locks. The senshi of time
jumped at first then realized it was her nephew behind her. She wiped off her hands and picked
up the little blond-headed boy and swung him around. Setsuna spoke softly to the boy and was
showing him the different flowers and vegetables she had growing. Setsuna caught the boy before
he was trying to make his way toward the rose bushes. "No, no," said Setsuna and picked him up
before he could make it there. "We can't have you in the rose bushes getting stuck by those
awful, mean thorns." She kissed the boy on the top of the head and led him back to his mother.
"Did you see him?" asked Setsuna. Michiru nodded. "He's going to be like Haruka, a little
speed demon." Setsuna chuckled and put Kakeru in his playpen for a while. "Yes. And shall I
inform the prince that Kakeru has taken an interest in roses?" Michiru laughed. "Let's not.
Mamoru is already glad there's going to be a least one boy in Crystal Tokyo." Setsuna winked.
About that time, Hotaru was walking down the street with her friends and came up in the
yard. She smiled at her brother and picked him up. "So I get a special greeting? How fun!"
The little boy giggled and wanted down. Hotaru walked him around the yard. Kakeru yawned and
snuggled up in Hotaru's arms. "I think someone's sleepy," she said as she put him back in the
playpen. Michiru nodded and covered him with a small blanket. She grabbed her paint brush and
started back on the picture of Setsuna. It was great, it had lots of color from the flowers
and trees, but it didn't look finished. Michiru gazed her eyes on the rest of the yard. She
brightened when she saw Hotaru sitting against a tree reading a book. It was a classic picture.
Michiru picked up her purple paint and set to work on Hotaru.
"Hm, the eyes should be a just a little bit darker." said a voice from behind Michiru.
The sea senshi jumped. She looked at to see a very familiar pair of eyes. Haruka
mischievously looked at her wife. "Come see what I got. It's perfect for this type of the
day. Michiru looked questionly at her wife and followed her over to where Hotaru was standing
next to what looked like a small fishing net. "So you're taking up fishing now? Please
tell me you're not going to go looking for mermaids," Michiru kidded her wife. Haruka laughed.
"No, I'm not. I have my own here standing beside me." Michiru blushed. "It's a hammock," said
Hotaru. "Haruka-pappa is going to put it up for us to use." "Oh. She is, is she? Hmmm....
I think Haruka-pappa bought it for herself." Haruka looked at Michiru in fake shock.
"Would I ever do a thing like that? For shame, Michiru. I always put my family's needs before
my own." Setsuna chuckled from the garden. "You hush, Pluto." said Haruka, winking at the time
senshi in her flower beds. Michiru shook her head and headed back to her painting. "Let me know
when it is done, love, and I'll help you test it out." Haruka nodded but then pouted.
"You mean you're not going to help me?" Michiru nodded to the senshi of destruction and rebirth.
"I think you've got the best put-togetherer there is." The wind senshi looked back at her
daughter who was already stretching out the net, measuring the length between the trees in the
yard. Haruka watched with interest. "I might not have to do anything at all." "Yes, you will,"
said Hotaru. "You have to drive the nails." Haruka rumpled her daughter's hair and went for a
hammer.
Michiru watched each of her housemates. It just didn't get any better than this.
Her child was so kawaii asleep in his Winnie-the-Pooh playpen. Setsuna was taking a break from
her garden with a cup of tea. Haruka was swinging Hotaru in the hammock before jumping in
herself. Michiru added some light shadows on Kakeru in his playpen. She finshed off the kanjii
characters on the book Hotaru had went back to reading. Her picture now was full of life.
Setsuna working in her garden, her green hair flowing around her as she pruned her flowers
and made sure they had enough water. She caught Hotaru playing with a ladybug who had managed to
land on her book. She added the color to Haruka's earring and finshed off her long eyelashes.
Michiru smiled. Haruka was already asleep in her hammock. 'So I know how to put both my
children to sleep.' Michiru added the final touches to Kakeru and sat back to look at her
painting. It was perfect, as her family was. She signed the painting in the corner and called
for her housemates. Each of them piled around the picture. Michiru watched their faces light up
in delight. "That's good, Michiru-momma," said Hotaru putting her arms around the senshi of
Neptune. "It's one of your best," said Setsuna. "Yes, it's perfect because I'm in it," joked
Haruka. Michiru poked her in the ribs. Just then, Kakeru woke up and wanted out. Michiru picked
up her child. "So someone wants to see it too, ne?" She brought the young one up to the painting.
His eyes shown in delight at the colors, but took his joy into grabbing one of Michiru's paint-
brushes. Only thing was, he grabbed the wrong end." "Oh, someone needs a bath," said Michiru,
grabbing the brush and surveying the blue paint he had managed to get on his hands and arms
and the baby-tee shirt he was wearing. "Haruka, can you get my stuff in? It's getting dark."
Michiru nodded at the oncoming evening. Haruka nodded and Hotaru started packing up the paints.
Michiru had drawn a small bath in the tub and put Kakeru in. She quickly washed the
paints off her own hands and give Kakeru his nightly bath. He giggled and splashed and played
with his rubber duckie Hotaru had given him. Michiru, quite wet herself,
wrapped Kakeru in a towel and headed for his room. Haruka came out of their bedroom.
"Michiru, go change, and I'll take care of Kakeru." Michiru opened her mouth in protest,
but the look in Haruka's eyes made her change her mind. She went into the bedroom and changed
into a one of Haruka's white shirts and a pair of khaki's. The bed looked so inviting.
She could smell Setsuna's cooking from upstairs. It made her stomach growl. She laid down
on the bed and rested her body. It felt great to stretch out. It had been a long day.
Before Michiru knew it, she was asleep. Haruka went in to check on her. She laughed softly and
went downstairs to feed Kakeru. Usually it was Michiru's job to feed him before they ate,
but the sea senshi looked so peaceful beneath her aqua locks.
Michiru rolled over. Her eyes focused on the alarm clock beside her bed. It was 8:00.
"That was a good nap," she said aloud. "Yes, it must have been," said Haruka, sitting down on
the bed. "It's dinnertime." "Not for me just yet. I have to feed Kakeru," she said getting up.
"Nope," said Haruka, taking the senshi into his arms. "Already done and cleaned up."
Michiru's eyes went wide. "You did?" Haruka nodded. "Well, I guess I'll go put him to sleep."
Haruka shook her head. "Setsuna did that one. He feel asleep to her lightly singing a lullaby.
He must have been tired." Michiru chuckled. That had been an interesting situation when they
first learned that Kakeru would only go to sleep at the sound of Setsuna's voice.
"Well, I guess I'll go eat," said Michiru standing up. Haruka nodded and followed
Michiru downstairs. At the foot of the stairs, Michiru saw a two pairs of laughing eyes sitting
at the table. They all sat down and ate the lovely meal Setsuna had cooked. Michiru enjoyed
every bite. Setsuna had cooked some of the fresh vegetables she had grown. Haruka herself
enjoyed the fresh salad. She grinned at the time senshi. "Now I know why we keep you around."
Hotaru laughed at her pappa getting the evil eye from Setsuna. "Ok, ok. I was just joking,"
said Haruka. Setsuna looked at Haruka. "Yes, but next time I when I'm watching the gate,
I'll make sure Sailor Uranus becomes Tuxedo Uranus and throws yellow roses." Haruka's eyes
went wide. "NANI?" The whole table erupted with laughter. Michiru hugged the scared Haruka.
Haruka sweatdropped. Setsuna rustled the hair of the senshi of Uranus. "I wouldn't be anything
like that Haruka. I like you too much." "Remind me to never get on your bad side," said
Haruka, grinning. Michiru pouted. "You mean I won't get my own Tuxedo'd protector? Darn."
She snapped her fingers. Hotaru giggled and Setsuna watched in amusement. Haruka looked at
Michiru. "But I thought you liked my legs in that fuku." Michiru's eyes sparkled. "I do.
I need to see them more often." Haruka kissed her wife on the top of her head.
"Funny I was just thinking the same thing."
Michiru and Setsuna cleaned up the kitchen. Hotaru and Haruka had disappeared into the
living room. Expecting them to racing against each other on the Playstation, Michiru was suprised
to see the two working on something on the coffee table. Haruka had just jumped off the couch.
Michiru walked up to see her painting had been framed and a protective glass in front of it.
It was a wonderful gold frame with black and blue accents. Michiru remember someone had given
it to them for a wedding present. Hotaru grinned as Haruka hung the painting over the couch.
"So what do you think, Michiru-momma and Setsuna-momma?" Michiru looked at the painting she had
just done and turn back to look at her family. Her heart was overflowing. Everything was as right
as it should be. She turned to look at her family. She shed a small tear. "Perfect Hotaru,
just perfect."
The End
Well? Let me know what you think.
If you don't get a few small things here and there, refer to some fics
by Saun.
I dedicate this work to my closest friend, Susan.
I hope she likes it. It's the closest thing I could get to her
long-awaited birthday present while my muse seems to taken a short vacation.
It decided to stop in for a visit before it went back out the door again.
I may have to tie it down. Hmm..........
Anyway, I hope you enjoy.
Ja ne!
~ Fire Child
Rated G
by Fire Child
(waywardangel99@hotmail.com)
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon. It is owned by the great Naoko-sama.
I don't think I could ever do anything that good.
But then, I don't think Naoko would ever think it would get this big....
Michiru was sitting in the living room watching Kakeru in amusement.
Since he was learning how to walk, the little boy was like his pappa:
Speeding. His walker zoomed everywhere in their house he could go. Michiru woke up
this morning to the sounds of Hotaru walking Kakeru down the hallway. Michiru looked at the
senshi of Saturn. She shrugged. "He was awake in his crib. I went to check on him
and he held his arms up and wanted out. Michiru nodded to Hotaru. "Bring him down to the kitchen.
I think his stroller is in the living room. I'll watch him while I make breakfast. You have to
get ready for school." The young girl nodded and followed Michiru downstairs. Michiru
could only watch and laugh at Kakeru nearly running over Haruka when she came downstairs.
Haruka picked up her son. Setting plates on the table, Michiru asked Haruka. "When do we
get to enter him in the races? I think he might even possibly beat you." She winked at her
wife. Haruka set Kakeru down, who speeded off to the living room where most of his toys were.
Haruka grabbed Michiru from behind, making the sea senshi giggle. "I'm afraid he's has a
few more years. I wasn't allowed in the baby league till I was three. And I was special."
Michiru chuckled and kissed her wife softly. She pouted.
"And I thought I would get to see the 'old man' race against his son." Haruka laughed and
grabbed the rest of the silverware from Michiru. "Maybe someday. But by then, we'll be racing
on the moon."
That afternoon.....
Michiru sat down after giving violin lessons. She was exhausted.
She didn't know teaching at Juuban High School would have be that hard.
She thought back to her own days in school. 'I don't remember classes being that long.'
She then thought about it and laughed. 'But then of course for a good part of high school
I had Haruka to pass the time with plus being a senshi.' Kakeru was sitting in the floor,
playing with some stuffed animals. In his lap sat the stuffed chihuahua he was quite fond of.
Michiru chuckled and looked out the window. It was such a gorgeous day. It was a full bloom
summertime, but it wasn't that hot out yet. It was a perfect day for painting. Michiru picked up
Kakeru and went into her studio and grabbed her art bag that was packed just for certain
occasions such as this. She put the bag on her arm and grabbed Kakeru's walker and
headed outside.
Kakeru was trying to chase a butterfly while the sea senshi sketched the picture of
Setsuna working in her flower garden. Setsuna had the day off and volunteered to watch Kakeru
to give Michiru the day to herself, but she refused. She was glad. It had been a wonderful day.
Except for the lessons at school, Michiru had spent time with her son. His blue eyes watched
with wonder watching his mommy doing various things around the house. He had the most fun with
him 'helping mommy' make up the bed. After a game of peek-a-boo. He crawled around under the
covers, trying to hide. Michiru would always find him by tickling the lump under the sheets.
She would be answered by squeals of laughter and a bright, shining face coming towards her.
Michiru nearly fell off the stool she was sitting on in laughter. She watched as Kakeru
went up behind "Auntie Setsuna" and was playing with her long green locks. The senshi of time
jumped at first then realized it was her nephew behind her. She wiped off her hands and picked
up the little blond-headed boy and swung him around. Setsuna spoke softly to the boy and was
showing him the different flowers and vegetables she had growing. Setsuna caught the boy before
he was trying to make his way toward the rose bushes. "No, no," said Setsuna and picked him up
before he could make it there. "We can't have you in the rose bushes getting stuck by those
awful, mean thorns." She kissed the boy on the top of the head and led him back to his mother.
"Did you see him?" asked Setsuna. Michiru nodded. "He's going to be like Haruka, a little
speed demon." Setsuna chuckled and put Kakeru in his playpen for a while. "Yes. And shall I
inform the prince that Kakeru has taken an interest in roses?" Michiru laughed. "Let's not.
Mamoru is already glad there's going to be a least one boy in Crystal Tokyo." Setsuna winked.
About that time, Hotaru was walking down the street with her friends and came up in the
yard. She smiled at her brother and picked him up. "So I get a special greeting? How fun!"
The little boy giggled and wanted down. Hotaru walked him around the yard. Kakeru yawned and
snuggled up in Hotaru's arms. "I think someone's sleepy," she said as she put him back in the
playpen. Michiru nodded and covered him with a small blanket. She grabbed her paint brush and
started back on the picture of Setsuna. It was great, it had lots of color from the flowers
and trees, but it didn't look finished. Michiru gazed her eyes on the rest of the yard. She
brightened when she saw Hotaru sitting against a tree reading a book. It was a classic picture.
Michiru picked up her purple paint and set to work on Hotaru.
"Hm, the eyes should be a just a little bit darker." said a voice from behind Michiru.
The sea senshi jumped. She looked at to see a very familiar pair of eyes. Haruka
mischievously looked at her wife. "Come see what I got. It's perfect for this type of the
day. Michiru looked questionly at her wife and followed her over to where Hotaru was standing
next to what looked like a small fishing net. "So you're taking up fishing now? Please
tell me you're not going to go looking for mermaids," Michiru kidded her wife. Haruka laughed.
"No, I'm not. I have my own here standing beside me." Michiru blushed. "It's a hammock," said
Hotaru. "Haruka-pappa is going to put it up for us to use." "Oh. She is, is she? Hmmm....
I think Haruka-pappa bought it for herself." Haruka looked at Michiru in fake shock.
"Would I ever do a thing like that? For shame, Michiru. I always put my family's needs before
my own." Setsuna chuckled from the garden. "You hush, Pluto." said Haruka, winking at the time
senshi in her flower beds. Michiru shook her head and headed back to her painting. "Let me know
when it is done, love, and I'll help you test it out." Haruka nodded but then pouted.
"You mean you're not going to help me?" Michiru nodded to the senshi of destruction and rebirth.
"I think you've got the best put-togetherer there is." The wind senshi looked back at her
daughter who was already stretching out the net, measuring the length between the trees in the
yard. Haruka watched with interest. "I might not have to do anything at all." "Yes, you will,"
said Hotaru. "You have to drive the nails." Haruka rumpled her daughter's hair and went for a
hammer.
Michiru watched each of her housemates. It just didn't get any better than this.
Her child was so kawaii asleep in his Winnie-the-Pooh playpen. Setsuna was taking a break from
her garden with a cup of tea. Haruka was swinging Hotaru in the hammock before jumping in
herself. Michiru added some light shadows on Kakeru in his playpen. She finshed off the kanjii
characters on the book Hotaru had went back to reading. Her picture now was full of life.
Setsuna working in her garden, her green hair flowing around her as she pruned her flowers
and made sure they had enough water. She caught Hotaru playing with a ladybug who had managed to
land on her book. She added the color to Haruka's earring and finshed off her long eyelashes.
Michiru smiled. Haruka was already asleep in her hammock. 'So I know how to put both my
children to sleep.' Michiru added the final touches to Kakeru and sat back to look at her
painting. It was perfect, as her family was. She signed the painting in the corner and called
for her housemates. Each of them piled around the picture. Michiru watched their faces light up
in delight. "That's good, Michiru-momma," said Hotaru putting her arms around the senshi of
Neptune. "It's one of your best," said Setsuna. "Yes, it's perfect because I'm in it," joked
Haruka. Michiru poked her in the ribs. Just then, Kakeru woke up and wanted out. Michiru picked
up her child. "So someone wants to see it too, ne?" She brought the young one up to the painting.
His eyes shown in delight at the colors, but took his joy into grabbing one of Michiru's paint-
brushes. Only thing was, he grabbed the wrong end." "Oh, someone needs a bath," said Michiru,
grabbing the brush and surveying the blue paint he had managed to get on his hands and arms
and the baby-tee shirt he was wearing. "Haruka, can you get my stuff in? It's getting dark."
Michiru nodded at the oncoming evening. Haruka nodded and Hotaru started packing up the paints.
Michiru had drawn a small bath in the tub and put Kakeru in. She quickly washed the
paints off her own hands and give Kakeru his nightly bath. He giggled and splashed and played
with his rubber duckie Hotaru had given him. Michiru, quite wet herself,
wrapped Kakeru in a towel and headed for his room. Haruka came out of their bedroom.
"Michiru, go change, and I'll take care of Kakeru." Michiru opened her mouth in protest,
but the look in Haruka's eyes made her change her mind. She went into the bedroom and changed
into a one of Haruka's white shirts and a pair of khaki's. The bed looked so inviting.
She could smell Setsuna's cooking from upstairs. It made her stomach growl. She laid down
on the bed and rested her body. It felt great to stretch out. It had been a long day.
Before Michiru knew it, she was asleep. Haruka went in to check on her. She laughed softly and
went downstairs to feed Kakeru. Usually it was Michiru's job to feed him before they ate,
but the sea senshi looked so peaceful beneath her aqua locks.
Michiru rolled over. Her eyes focused on the alarm clock beside her bed. It was 8:00.
"That was a good nap," she said aloud. "Yes, it must have been," said Haruka, sitting down on
the bed. "It's dinnertime." "Not for me just yet. I have to feed Kakeru," she said getting up.
"Nope," said Haruka, taking the senshi into his arms. "Already done and cleaned up."
Michiru's eyes went wide. "You did?" Haruka nodded. "Well, I guess I'll go put him to sleep."
Haruka shook her head. "Setsuna did that one. He feel asleep to her lightly singing a lullaby.
He must have been tired." Michiru chuckled. That had been an interesting situation when they
first learned that Kakeru would only go to sleep at the sound of Setsuna's voice.
"Well, I guess I'll go eat," said Michiru standing up. Haruka nodded and followed
Michiru downstairs. At the foot of the stairs, Michiru saw a two pairs of laughing eyes sitting
at the table. They all sat down and ate the lovely meal Setsuna had cooked. Michiru enjoyed
every bite. Setsuna had cooked some of the fresh vegetables she had grown. Haruka herself
enjoyed the fresh salad. She grinned at the time senshi. "Now I know why we keep you around."
Hotaru laughed at her pappa getting the evil eye from Setsuna. "Ok, ok. I was just joking,"
said Haruka. Setsuna looked at Haruka. "Yes, but next time I when I'm watching the gate,
I'll make sure Sailor Uranus becomes Tuxedo Uranus and throws yellow roses." Haruka's eyes
went wide. "NANI?" The whole table erupted with laughter. Michiru hugged the scared Haruka.
Haruka sweatdropped. Setsuna rustled the hair of the senshi of Uranus. "I wouldn't be anything
like that Haruka. I like you too much." "Remind me to never get on your bad side," said
Haruka, grinning. Michiru pouted. "You mean I won't get my own Tuxedo'd protector? Darn."
She snapped her fingers. Hotaru giggled and Setsuna watched in amusement. Haruka looked at
Michiru. "But I thought you liked my legs in that fuku." Michiru's eyes sparkled. "I do.
I need to see them more often." Haruka kissed her wife on the top of her head.
"Funny I was just thinking the same thing."
Michiru and Setsuna cleaned up the kitchen. Hotaru and Haruka had disappeared into the
living room. Expecting them to racing against each other on the Playstation, Michiru was suprised
to see the two working on something on the coffee table. Haruka had just jumped off the couch.
Michiru walked up to see her painting had been framed and a protective glass in front of it.
It was a wonderful gold frame with black and blue accents. Michiru remember someone had given
it to them for a wedding present. Hotaru grinned as Haruka hung the painting over the couch.
"So what do you think, Michiru-momma and Setsuna-momma?" Michiru looked at the painting she had
just done and turn back to look at her family. Her heart was overflowing. Everything was as right
as it should be. She turned to look at her family. She shed a small tear. "Perfect Hotaru,
just perfect."
The End
Well? Let me know what you think.
If you don't get a few small things here and there, refer to some fics
by Saun.
I dedicate this work to my closest friend, Susan.
I hope she likes it. It's the closest thing I could get to her
long-awaited birthday present while my muse seems to taken a short vacation.
It decided to stop in for a visit before it went back out the door again.
I may have to tie it down. Hmm..........
Anyway, I hope you enjoy.
Ja ne!
~ Fire Child