Author's note: Hi! This my first ever story on anime characters. I grew up watching and loving Sailor Moon (only the first 3 seasons though. My favorite character was Minako Aino). I had always thought that the relationship between Sailor Uranus and Neptune was platonic, until I came across a video capturing scenes of their special moments throughout the series. I was fascinated by the details and decided to write something about it.

I gave a lot of thoughts on how would their relationship turn out without being Sailor senshi. The two seemed to be very different in terms of personality, interest and backgrounds. I guess maybe 'opposite attracts' is the answer, but it was hard imagining how the flirtatious racer and the reserved virtuoso would encounter and end up together. So I came up with some stories trying to connect the dots.

This is strictly a romance story between them, not about their senshi duties. I mentioned the names of other Sailor Moon characters but most, with the exception of one, play no major role in this story.

I appreciate any reviews/comments you have and hope you enjoy the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own any Sailor Moon characters.

After spending 10 years in the US, Kaioh Michiru returned to Japan with her parents after they have established their business in the U.S. The violin aqua-haired lady had already established a name for herself in the world of the violin. She was admitted by the Juilliard School and attended to study with several violin masters at the age of 13. On top of that she also won one leading international violin competition and was awarded in a few others. She was even asked to play with the NY Philharmonic Orchestra at the Lincoln Center when the violin virtuosos could not make their scheduled performances.

Back in Japan, Michiru's father wanted her to stay close with her roots, so he enrolled the 18 year old in Infinity Academy, one of the highest ranked high schools in the country, to further enrich her language, cultural, and history studies. Michiru was looking forward to the change as she was excited to be moving back to her hometown. But what would happen this year, and how it would change her life forever was not something she would have ever expected for...

Location: Infinity Academy, Tokyo
Month: April

On her first day, she made quite an appearance in school. The gorgeous aqua-haired woman turned the heads of both female and male students wherever she went. Some of her fans even brought the well-known violinist flowers and teddy bears, to which she politely smiled and declined presents as she followed her no-gift rule. The young, confident violinist was used to all these attentions, from fans to admirers of her beauty, and with her well mannerism she always returns the admirations and attentions with a slight curl of the lips. However after a full day being surrounded and engaged by her fellow classmates, she always felt exhausted and looked forward to a moment of down/alone time. She would love to go to the seashore but was just too tired after a long day, plus juggling between adapting to a new school environment, auditioning for the school orchestra, trying out for the swimming team, and joining the art club have occupied majority of her time of her first week.

Fast forward to Friday, it was almost 5:30pm. Michiru decided to start the weekend just a bit early. Her driver, Jiro, had arrived earlier than the agreed time, pulled up to the school drive way, and opened the door for the young woman as soon as he saw her.

"Good evening Kaioh-san." He said with a light bow.

She gave a graceful smile and elegantly stepped inside the car.

"Please let me know when you're ready." Jiro said.

"I am, but I'd like to stop by the seashore. Could you take me to one that's quieter? Thank you." Michiru responded.

"Certainly Kaioh-san. But would you like to have dinner first? I could drive you out afterwards..."

"No, thank you. I just want to be there for a brief moment." the young lady insisted.

The farther one was almost 45 minutes away, but they managed to get there just before the sunset.

When Michiru stepped out of the car, she put on a pair of teal sunglasses, pulled her sleek hair back and put on an elegant cloche hat. She walked slowly towards the sandy beach and smiled at what she saw. She was glad to make it here on time to watch the sunset. The last glimpse of sunlight turned the sky orange and made a colorful dye on her favorite sea, and the sea breeze was a bit moist and salty. These are the scene and scent that she could never get tired of. She still remembered the days when she enjoyed it scene from her high rise Upper West Side apartment in New York, but she appreciated the warmer April in Tokyo much better and loved the warm, mellow breeze brushed on her face.

As she was wallowing herself in the picturesque moment, suddenly a sports car sped by on the curvy road along the shore and made a loud vroom sound, distracting her from the indulgence. She shook her head and frowned a little. As the high speed silver convertible disappeared from her sight, she murmured with a displeasing tone, "way to destroy the tranquility…"

The following Monday.

Tenoh Haruka got to school a little early today. She was at a race last week in France so she missed the first week of school. She actually missed school often due to her race schedules, but with her wit and charm she often found ways to finish her classes with decent grades, either by burning the midnight oil by studying the nights before exams with her friend Ami, or by gaining some free passes by winning championships in the track events for her school.

After parking her motorcycle in her own designated spot, she saw a black luxury sedan pulling up in front of her and an aqua-haired student got out of the vehicle.

A few students enthusiastically came up to the aqua-haired lady and said "Good morning Michiru-san! We just wanted to introduce ourselves and welcome you to the swimming team. Yoroshiku Onegaishimasu!"

"Yoroshiku Onegaishimasu" Michiru smiled humbly, and continued to walk to her class while her new teammates walked along with her.

Who is this? Haruka wondered. The girl looked unfamiliar to her but seemed quite pretty from behind. She shrugged and whispered "I thought girls are only excited to see me!"

Suddenly, a group of younger students surrounded Haruka from behind and grabbed her by the arms.

"Haruka-san! Where have you been?!"

"Good morning Haruka-san! Welcome back!"

They voices were audible enough for Michiru to notice, so she stopped and turned around slowly to check out the scene.

One girl next to Michiru gasped "It's Haruka! Oh gosh Haruka is the only reason I looked forward to the new school year!"

Michiru looked at her, smiling, but deep down she wondered what was so special about this person. She was no stranger to handsome young men; in fact, many of them were her fans or admirers. She also lost count in the number of attractive ones she rejected when they asked her for a date.

Haruka saw the aqua-haired beauty looking her way and her heart almost skipped a beat when she saw how gorgeous she was. The girl stood elegantly while her wavy aqua hue hair flowed pleasantly in the wind. Even from a short distance away, Haruka could clearly see her striking bright blue eyes and radiant skin. Haruka could not find one thing she didn't like seeing and all she could do was to admire her beauty.

Coincidently Michiru felt the same way towards the tall, well-built blonde and her heart started beating quickly. She felt an instant shock when she saw the marine blue eyes and her breath was almost taken away. She tried hard to reason with herself to calm down.

"Don't be silly Michiru, there's no such thing as love at first sight…" she said to herself but she couldn't keep her eyes off from the handsome face in front of her. Just before their chemistry turned glances into gazes, Haruka got distracted by another admirer running up to her arm, she smiled to Michiru and nodded as a way to acknowledge her attention and to greet the beauty. Michiru saw the girls surrounding Haruka and tried to conclude that this attractive blonde was probably another playboy and she had no interest in being one of those girls. She nodded and smiled back reservedly and continued her way to class.

"Haruka…" she whispered the name softly, little did she know this would become the most important name of her life.

Haruka thought the slight smile was a smirk and thought the aqua-haired beauty was a bit arrogant.

She turned to her admirers and asked, "Hey cuties. Who is this girl in green hair?"

"Haruka san, are you kidding? That was Kaioh Michiru! She is a fairly well known violinist and apparently has hosted several painting galleries as well. She just transferred to our school this year as her parents returned to Japan." One of the girls said.

"I'm so jealous, I heard Akihiro, the captain of the baseball team is a fan of her!" Another girl added.

"Ugh. I wish I am as pretty as her!"

All the girls started to chime in and expressed their admiration and envies of Michiru, overwhelming Haruka.

"Don't worry girls, I'm still here and I'm all yours!" She offered some comforting words to them and the girls were happy.

"Aww Haruka you're such a sweet talker!" One of the girls said.

Saturday afternoon - at Michiru's penthouse apartment

Michiru was busy preparing for her charity event - a private showing of her still-life artwork collection followed bya short violin recital at Loi Academy of Arts. All entrance fees and proceeds of art sales would be donated to a fund that saves children's lives and defends their rights - a cause which Michiru deeply cared about. She put on a pearl colored sheath dress, perfectly hugging her slim body, and decorated her outfit with opera-style sparkling emerald strands which matched her curly aqua hair. She also chose a pair of silver strappy evening heels.

The event was scheduled to start at 8pm. Everything was set up at the Academy but Michiru wanted to be there earlier just to make sure things were going okay. She ate an early dinner and Jiro showed up promptly at 4:30pm to pick her up. She got into the car, settled down and was ready to go.

"Kaioh-san, please let me know when you're ready" Jiro asked as usual.

"Yes. I hope everything goes smoothly but I am just a little disappointed that I didn't get to swim and won't make it to beach today for a stroll and watch the sunset."

"How about I give you a ride tomorrow after picking up Kaioh-sama from the airport?" Jiro offered as he started driving.

"No, no. Please make sure my father is taken care of. His driver has a family emergency and won't be available. I'll find my transportation before his return. Don't worry about me - I am getting reacquainted with the city fairly quickly and I'll be okay."

He nodded and said "Certainly Kaioh-san. I will do my best. Please promise to let me know if I can assist."

"I will. Thanks." Michiru replied.

On the way to the event, Michiru relaxingly looked out the window. They passed by a city park, where teenagers gathering up casually, couples strolling romantically, and families enjoying picnics satisfyingly. Maybe one of those days in the future she would want to do one of those things, she thought to herself. As the sedan stopped at the traffic light, two intersections before the ramp to the expressway, a high speed convertible pulled to a quick stop next them. Michiru recognized the silver sports car, the one that zoomed by the seashore drive on that Friday. She looked over and saw Haruka in the driver seat. Her eyes opened wide. Haruka looked relax and had one hand on the steering wheel. The blue-eyed, tall blonde was geared up in a tight fitting slim red leather jacket, revealing an athletic, muscular torso.

Haruka looked over and thought the luxury sedan looked familiar, and then she recognized that it was Michiru's ride even though the window shades are tinted. She smiled and winked at the window of the rear passenger seat. The violinist saw the greeting and wanted to lower the window to say hi, as she reached for the switch, the traffic light turned green and the two cars were ready to go. Haruka the racer reacted within a fraction of second and took off, leaving the luxury sedan behind. As she sped into the next block, a child ran out to the street on the racer side, calling, "It's Tenoh Haruka the racer! Hi Tenoh-sama!" Haruka instantly stepped on the pedal as hard to she could, screeching to a halt. The child fell down right in front of the sports car. Haruka briskly jumped out of her car without opening the door and raced to the child.

"Are you okay?"

Michiru caught the scene and immediately instructed Jiro to stop behind the silver convertible.
She ran out of the car, over to the child and anxiously asked, "Are you hurt?"

It was a little girl, around 8 years old, with dark purple tone hair and bright purple eyes. Her skins on the knees and elbows started to appear red, obviously from the fall. She winced but did not say a word.

"Were you hit?" Michiru asked.

"No, she wasn't. Luckily I had stopped before she ran out." Haruka responded.

The girl remained silent.

"I was asking the young lady." Michiru stared at Haruka, trying her best to remain calm. Then she softened her voice towards the little girl.

"It's okay. You can tell me."

"Okay. I was just telling you the facts," Haruka shrugged. "The wounds look like mild skin abrasions to me, but I'll take her to the hospital just to make sure she's okay."

As she was about to pick up the girl, Michiru stopped her.

"Look, we need to find out where her parents are. Plus I don't know if I completely believe that you didn't hit her. If anything, I'll go to the hospital as well and help filing any necessary reports. I am a witness."

The racer was taken aback by her comments, and chuckled in disbelief, "A witness? What kind of a person do you think I am? A hit and run driver?" then she turned to the little girl.

"Young lady, please tell me know where your parents are and I'll explain to them instead."

Michiru continued to reason with the blonde, until the little girl burst into tears.

"No, I don't have parents…" her comment stopped the two from debating, and they turned their attention to her.

Michiru shook her head, breathed a deep, sad sigh, and picked up the little girl, "Come. I'll take you to the hospital."

Haruka wanted to take the little girl instead, but felt that it was not the right time to argue with Michiru anymore, so she followed along the luxury sedan to the hospital. Jiro looked at Michiru, signaling that she might not make it to the event on time, but Michiru nodded to acknowledge the risk that she was taking.

Inside the car, Michiru patted the little girl's head gently, comforting her.

"I'm so sorry to hear about you and what happened to you today. You will be okay I promise. I'll make sure you're safe and taken care of. My name is Kaioh Michiru. Can you tell me your name?"

"My name is….is…Hotaru."

"Hotaru…?"

"Hotaru Tomoe." The little girl shyly said.

"Nice to meet you Hotaru-chan. Do you mind telling me where you live?"

"I live with Setsuna-mama...I…I lost my parents to a chemical accident last year…and I was in a shelter until…Setsuna-mama adopted me recently. I live with her now."

"I am so sorry to hear Hotaru-chan." Michiru offered Hotaru a warm hug, "We'll reach your Setsuna-mama as soon as we get to the hospital, okay?"

Michiru's hug made Hotaru feel safe. She hugged back the aqua-haired beauty and looked into her eyes,
"No…please don't. I don't want her to worry. She's very busy with her research. I'm really okay."

"Silly girl, of course she needs to know. Plus, it was a very dangerous for you to run out to the street like this. Mind telling me how did you get there?"

"I told Setsuna-mama I'd just play in the courtyard and somehow I followed a trail of leaves to the road…until I saw Haruka Tenoh in the sports car," Her eyes suddenly glow. "I don't know why, I don't even like racing but I really admire Tenoh-san's confidence and determination during races. I hope one day I would be as courageous and audacious as him."

Michiru smiled, "I'm sure you will. You sound like a smart young lady. But more importantly, were you hit by his car?"

Hotaru shook her head innocently. Michiru felt relieved, but she also felt a little bad at how harsh she was with the racer at the scene and distrusted the answer. It finally made sense to her that why Haruka would drive in such speed.

Setsuna rushed to the hospital to meet her adoptive daughter. Michiru and Haruka introduced themselves and explained the incident in details. There were also some serious discussions over Hotaru, her background, exploratory nature, and a lack of sense of danger. Setsuna was very embarrassed and apologetic, and promised it would never happen again. After a few checks at the hospital, Hotaru's wounds were all cleaned up and she was discharged from the ER. Setsuna and Hotaru thanked Michiru and Haruka for their help. Haruka exchanged numbers with Setsuna, promised to take Hotaru for a ride when she felt better, which made Hotaru very excited. Setsuna wanted to thank Michiru again but was interrupted by Jiro.

"Sorry Kaioh-san. It's almost 7:45pm now. Although we're pretty close, with traffic we are going to be late."

Michiru gasped and then frowned, she had completely forgotten about the event because of the incident. She bit her lips to cope with the stress, but she knew there would be no way to arrive on time.

"I can take you there. You'll make it." Haruka walked over and offered to drive after overhearing the conversation.

"Please tell me you are joking Tenoh-san," this time Michiru chuckled in disbelief, "There is absolutely no way anyone can drive to Loi Academy of Arts in 15 minutes."

"Well, there's no traffic in my book." Haruka responded, matter-of-factly.

While the violinist hesitated, she said coldly, "Look, it's up to you. If you want to waste more time then I can guarantee you won't make it there even if you have wings."

The event was just too important for Michiru to miss, she knew it was probably insane to ride with Haruka after seeing the racer zooming on the sharp, curvy seashore roads and almost hitting a little girl today, but she decided to take a risk of her life and accepted Haruka's offer.

She made a slight head bow, "I trust you. Thank you in advance for your help."

"Good. Now we're talking!" Haruka suddenly felt a bit victorious, especially after every comment from the aqua-haired beauty was dubious of her.

Michiru hurried and followed the racer to the sports car. Haruka opened the door for her.

"Make sure you buckle up for the ride!" Haruka mysteriously whispered to her ear.

Buckle up?! Maybe a hard hat, a harness, or a life jacket instead? The aqua-haired violinist thought that the flirtatious racer cannot be serious at such obvious situation and that it must be some sort of suggestive message or a joke, so she played along and whispered back mysteriously, "That's a given."

Now Haruka was a little confused, did the violinist get the joke and play along, or was that really an innocent comment? She'd like to think it's the former so she laughed, since this would not be the typical response from the proper lady.