Well, Haruka and Michiru are my favourite couple ever, still, this is my first H&M story ever, so... hope you will like it
The painting
One unsaid thought may hurt
More then any other word
And things you didn't mean to do
Will turn around in time to you.
"Do you remember that day?" Haruka asked lying on her back on the sofa.
"What day?" Michiru giggled sitting on her chair and looking careful at her lover, analysing her.
"That first day. The day we met… the day you asked me to…"
"Yes, I remember." She interrupted Haruka turning her eyes towards her brush.
"I miss that time." the blond one said kind of nostalgic.
"I don't." Michiru answered a little bit annoyed remembering of "that time".
"Why not?" Haruka asked taken aback by her lover's reply.
… no answer. Michiru put her brush aside and went out of the room.
"Where are you going?" Haruka asked quickly.
… again no answer. Haruka rose from the sofa and got dressed, going after her lover.
'Where the hell is she going?' "Michiru, wait! What have I done…" '…this time?'
The night was falling down, and it was just when loving people's harts start shining the most…
Haruka was lying on the bed, watching Michiru who was sitting on the frame, looking at the last rays of light fading away. The blond rose up and slowly approached her lover. She put her arms around Michiru's waist and leant her chin against Michiru's shoulder. A few more seconds passed until Haruka spoke again.
"So, are you gonna tell me what happened?"
Michiru looked into her lover's eyes only to see the same concern Haruka always had for her when she was sad or upset about something. She put on a smile and cupped Haruka's face with her hands lending a soft, sweet kiss on her rose-pink lips. Then the blond took her aqua-beauty in her arms and carried her to the bed. They clasped in each other's arms and lied together sharing more and more tender and passionate kisses. Then they slowed it down till they stopped kissing and Haruka looked at her lovers body rolling up in her carrying arms, then placed a sweet good night kiss on Michiru's forehead both falling asleep with no other word.
Unsaid words that were so needed in that very moment.
▒Next day▒
The half opened window was making the long, vaporous curtain flit around the bed where the two lovers were still sleeping, though the sun was up on the sky spreading rays of light all over their room.
Michiru woke up first and was now watching Haruka sleeping like a baby-girl with her face turned against the sun. She gently caressed Haruka's soft skin, then spread her sandy-blond hair while a forgotten tear from her past was rolling down on her face. 'You didn't mean to do it...'
If it was not her fault, then whose... ?
▒Three years ago▒
"If you want to talk to her, then do it. God, Michiru, You have nothing to lose."
"What if she will laugh at me, or hate me?"
"Well, she's not that kind of person. If she won't agree, she will politely decline you."
"That makes no difference to me."
"Well, girl, you really are far-gone for her."
Those last words made the 14 years old girl blush; but she was in love with that girl she has only seen from a distance. For the last four months the only questions she was asking her friend when coming from the trainings were about that girl...
'Tenoh Haruka...'
"Look, Michiru, I know she looks so... different when you see her, but, well... " her friend tried to explain something to Michiru, but she was just too caught in her own thoughts, so the girl gave up and turned her eyes towards sky...
"I know", she said after a few minutes of thinking, "I can talk to her and tell her about you. This way you will know if it's worth trying."
"No, thanks", Michiru answered quickly. "It's kind from you to try to help me so much, Elsa, but I want to talk to her myself." Then the aqua beauty turned around and left without looking behind.
"What a girl!", Elsa said to herself. 'I hope she will not end up suffering because of this.' she thought, with a "this" that was more like a "someone".
Michiru went home after school. Her house was at almost an hour driving away from school, at the end of the town, and her mother's car was always picking her up at very sharp hours. That night she felt asleep thinking about when should she go talk to her, or what she should say. Though she was so confident all the time, that girl was so different than all the others, as if she was only half leaving in this word, and half in an other one, one that only she could know about, one that only she could see and that no one else could reach for...
That night Michiru's dreams returned, her fears became reality, the other cursed one stepped out from the shadows of her mind, her face could for the first time be seen in the red light of destruction. Her partner, her future support and suffering-mate, the one person that Michiru always felt sorry for, for having the same fate as hers. Ever since she grabbed that transformation stick for saving her own family from an attack, that day when she run in her room to hide away from the big, weird creature that entered their house. There she found flying, or more like floating above her bed a weird magic wand. It's light was spread all over the room. The scared fourteen years old girl grabbed it and she suddenly felt the warm light feeling up her body, then...
She became Sailor Neptune...
Ever since that first night when she felt asleep she found out that there was another one, an other pore cursed human who will step on the same path as her.
And there she was, five months after she became Neptune, weaking up from an other dream and knowing who that person was, finally knowing that the one who shared her destiny was real , even more real then she would want, the one person that she most admired, carried for, longed for... She rose from her bed in the middle of the night, it was around three o'clock, and opened the window. Outside there was no sound, no bird singing, no rustling wind, no nothing. She felt tears slowly falling down her cheeks, the coldness of the night surrounding her thin body.
'So tomorrow I will definitely have to talk to you, even though, I wanted to have to do this for some other reasons... Haruka Tenoh...'
She saw the blond's face reflecting in the window for a second, then the wind started blowing... 'So it was you, the wind that was caressing me every morning.'
She smiled to herself going back to sleep. From tomorrow on she will have no more dreams, she could finally start on her deadly mission.
▒Present▒
Michiru was in the kitchen trying to prepare some kind of a breakfast, but she was still too caught by her memories never stopping from coming in her mind. There were too many of them so that she couldn't focus on one of them, so she just let herself drown by the memories back to what it was... From that moment, when she found Haruka, on all her feelings have been turned down, all her priorities have changed, her life itself...
I think I'm gonna write it from Michiru's POV, but I'm not sure yet, I change my mind according to my moods, so... Thanks for reading this, second chapter coming soon, waiting for reviews... see you