Hi everyone! I'm here with, yes ANOTHER songfic. I like songfics. :P
This was, belive it or not, edited in the laundry room of my college
dorm. Therfore, if it's kinda odd, blame the laundry. ^_~ Anyways, I
was inspired by the song "Another Nine Minutes" by Yankee Grey. I
really DO suggest downloading it, as it IS a good song. ^_^
As always, Haruka and Michiru are not mine. ((Although, I wouldn't
mind having Nao... *_* )) Neither is the song "Another Nine Minutes".
Reviews are good. Very good. That said, on with the story!
~*~*~*
Another Nine Minutes
By: Violet-chan
Somewhere in the early morning light an alarm clock flipped to
six-thirty and began buzzing annoyingly. Haruka was jolted from her
dream by the sound of the alarm and groaned - the stupid clock had
torn her from her dream once again. Looking fondly at Michiru resting
in her arms, she struggled against the urge to just shut the alarm off
and try to reclaim her spot in dreamland. That blasted alarm always
seemed to know when she was in the middle of the most *wonderful*
dreams and put a stop to them. Either that, or her mind liked to
torture her by starting those dreams just as it knew the alarm was
ready to go off. At any rate, she didn't like it. With a sigh that
essentially turned into a snarl, she batted at the one button that was
a slight compromise. The "snooze" button successfully hit, she pulled
Michiru closer to her, determined to enjoy the nine minutes she had
been granted before the clock would go off again.
Michiru stirred and opened her blue eyes lazily. "Haruka?" she
yawned. "Was that the alarm?"
"Mmmm..." Haruka mumbled noncommittally, burying her face in
Michiru's hair. 'I really need to just stop remembering to turn that
stupid thing on...' she thought to herself.
"Don't we need to get up, love?"
Haruka was tempted to tell her that, no, it was still the middle
of the night, but in a few minutes the alarm would go off again and
spoil things. "Another nine minutes, Michiru..." she finally muttered,
locking her arms around the smaller woman's waist, and attempting to
pull her even closer.
Michiru smiled. The sun was barely creeping over the horizon and
rays of sunlight crept around the window shades. One ray in particular
shone on Haruka's sleep-tousled hair. Michiru grinned at that - Haruka
reminded her of a little kid when she woke up.
"Michiru?" Haruka's voice came out muffled, as her head was
still surrounded by Michiru's hair.
"Hmm?"
"I have an idea... let's pull up the covers and stay right
here."
Michiru giggled softly. Truly, the idea did have its merit.
Normally, she wouldn't think twice about spending an entire day in bed
with Haruka - and enjoying herself at that - but they both had so much
to do. School started in a little under an hour and a half and not only
did she have violin lessons to teach, Haruka had a race. "What about
school? And my lessons? And don't you have a race today?"
Haruka groaned as the alarm went off again. Swatting at the
snooze button, she mumbled, "Let the world stop... I don't care."
Michiru chuckled and sat up against the headboard. Haruka's head
found its way to rest comfortably in her lap. Michiru's hand played
gently with Haruka's hair, teasing it into little curls that
immediately fell out once she let them go. "But if we don't get up,
I can't look forward to watching you race..." Michiru's sentence ended
in a quiet purr as Haruka's hands began running over her thighs
lightly. Haruka bent up to briefly kiss Michiru's lips before pulling
herself to a sitting position and focusing on her neck.
"H-Haruka," Michiru managed to get out. "I-if we start that,
w-we're going to be late!" She could barely manage coherent speech with
what Haruka was doing to her. Almost automatically, her arms wrapped
around the back of Haruka's neck - even if there was a lot to do, she
was, as always, virtually helpless to resist when Haruka was in this
mood.
"Who's gonna care if we're a little bit late?" Haruka growled
into Michiru's ear, sending shiver down her spine. "Besides," she
continued in a whisper, punctuating her words with kisses along
Michiru's jawline. "This is my dream, and I want to stay in it."
'School can wait...' was the last coherent thought to enter
Michiru's mind as the alarm went off again and was promptly knocked to
the floor.
~*~*~*
Just to quickly recap. Email: Sailor_Saturn___@hotmail.com Also, if you
decide you want to talk to me, AIM is MurasakiiroMya and yahoo is
Sailor_Saturn___ Bye!
This was, belive it or not, edited in the laundry room of my college
dorm. Therfore, if it's kinda odd, blame the laundry. ^_~ Anyways, I
was inspired by the song "Another Nine Minutes" by Yankee Grey. I
really DO suggest downloading it, as it IS a good song. ^_^
As always, Haruka and Michiru are not mine. ((Although, I wouldn't
mind having Nao... *_* )) Neither is the song "Another Nine Minutes".
Reviews are good. Very good. That said, on with the story!
~*~*~*
Another Nine Minutes
By: Violet-chan
Somewhere in the early morning light an alarm clock flipped to
six-thirty and began buzzing annoyingly. Haruka was jolted from her
dream by the sound of the alarm and groaned - the stupid clock had
torn her from her dream once again. Looking fondly at Michiru resting
in her arms, she struggled against the urge to just shut the alarm off
and try to reclaim her spot in dreamland. That blasted alarm always
seemed to know when she was in the middle of the most *wonderful*
dreams and put a stop to them. Either that, or her mind liked to
torture her by starting those dreams just as it knew the alarm was
ready to go off. At any rate, she didn't like it. With a sigh that
essentially turned into a snarl, she batted at the one button that was
a slight compromise. The "snooze" button successfully hit, she pulled
Michiru closer to her, determined to enjoy the nine minutes she had
been granted before the clock would go off again.
Michiru stirred and opened her blue eyes lazily. "Haruka?" she
yawned. "Was that the alarm?"
"Mmmm..." Haruka mumbled noncommittally, burying her face in
Michiru's hair. 'I really need to just stop remembering to turn that
stupid thing on...' she thought to herself.
"Don't we need to get up, love?"
Haruka was tempted to tell her that, no, it was still the middle
of the night, but in a few minutes the alarm would go off again and
spoil things. "Another nine minutes, Michiru..." she finally muttered,
locking her arms around the smaller woman's waist, and attempting to
pull her even closer.
Michiru smiled. The sun was barely creeping over the horizon and
rays of sunlight crept around the window shades. One ray in particular
shone on Haruka's sleep-tousled hair. Michiru grinned at that - Haruka
reminded her of a little kid when she woke up.
"Michiru?" Haruka's voice came out muffled, as her head was
still surrounded by Michiru's hair.
"Hmm?"
"I have an idea... let's pull up the covers and stay right
here."
Michiru giggled softly. Truly, the idea did have its merit.
Normally, she wouldn't think twice about spending an entire day in bed
with Haruka - and enjoying herself at that - but they both had so much
to do. School started in a little under an hour and a half and not only
did she have violin lessons to teach, Haruka had a race. "What about
school? And my lessons? And don't you have a race today?"
Haruka groaned as the alarm went off again. Swatting at the
snooze button, she mumbled, "Let the world stop... I don't care."
Michiru chuckled and sat up against the headboard. Haruka's head
found its way to rest comfortably in her lap. Michiru's hand played
gently with Haruka's hair, teasing it into little curls that
immediately fell out once she let them go. "But if we don't get up,
I can't look forward to watching you race..." Michiru's sentence ended
in a quiet purr as Haruka's hands began running over her thighs
lightly. Haruka bent up to briefly kiss Michiru's lips before pulling
herself to a sitting position and focusing on her neck.
"H-Haruka," Michiru managed to get out. "I-if we start that,
w-we're going to be late!" She could barely manage coherent speech with
what Haruka was doing to her. Almost automatically, her arms wrapped
around the back of Haruka's neck - even if there was a lot to do, she
was, as always, virtually helpless to resist when Haruka was in this
mood.
"Who's gonna care if we're a little bit late?" Haruka growled
into Michiru's ear, sending shiver down her spine. "Besides," she
continued in a whisper, punctuating her words with kisses along
Michiru's jawline. "This is my dream, and I want to stay in it."
'School can wait...' was the last coherent thought to enter
Michiru's mind as the alarm went off again and was promptly knocked to
the floor.
~*~*~*
Just to quickly recap. Email: Sailor_Saturn___@hotmail.com Also, if you
decide you want to talk to me, AIM is MurasakiiroMya and yahoo is
Sailor_Saturn___ Bye!