"Hi Ichiro!" Hotaru felt confident as ever after Michiru dolled her up this morning. The boy turned from his friends and smiled at her.

"You look…. so pretty" He said breathlessly. Hotaru blushed deeply and tucked a lock of dark hair behind her ear. Ichiro looked at the beautiful pearl earrings she wore.

"Hey, cool pearls." He lightly touched one. Hotaru smiled softly.

"They're my mom's. She let me wear them today." Ichiro knew of both Hotaru's famous parents. He liked her for who she was though, not her famous family.

The pair walked down the hall hand in hand. Chibiusa followed closely behind them. "Im not a fan of being the third wheel you know!" She stated angrily.

Hotaru extended a hand. "You can be on this side Chibi." The pink haired girl smiled at this and gladly took it.

"Ive been third wheeling Usagi and Mamo-chan for who knows how long! And Usagi always manages to break something, or mess up! That girl is hopeless and Mamo-chan doesn't do anything about it!" Ichiro and Hotaru pretended to listen to Chibiusa's rambling.

"Hey. How about you come to dinner tonight." Hotaru suggested as they arrived tom their biology class. Ichiro thought for a second.

"Sure. What time should I come though?"

"5:00. Ill see you tonight!" Hotaru giggled and pulled Chibiusa into the classroom with her. The rest of the day was a blur for the 14 year old.

Once she arrived home she ran upstairs to her closet. She chose a dark purple dress and red headband. She brushed out her short hair and smiled at her reflection.

Her parents sat in the living room. Haruka was dressed in her racing suit while Michiru wore a light blue dress. "Im gonna go to the tracks. Ill be back by 5 to see the little squirt." She said.

Hotaru appeared from behind the door. "How do I look?" She twirled around. Michiru clapped and stood up. Haruka only raised an eyebrow.

"Straight out of Kiki's Delivery Service." She commented and earned a scowl from Michiru.

"So? I like it." She shot back. Haruka ruffled her hair. "You women…. Its a joke."

She kissed both of their cheeks before exiting the room. Michiru fixed the bow like headband so it looked perfect. "Its only 3:00." She said as she smoothed Hotarus dress.

"Actually it is 3:30. And he comes over in an hour and a half! I want to look my very best." Michiru smiled and led her to the couch.

"Well I cleaned the house today so its sparkling. Ill light the candles and get that cinnamon scent we like." Hotaru hugged Michiru tightly.

"Thank you." She whispered. Michiru could feel her heart melting. "You're welcome little star sweeper."

Haruka was home at 4:50 sharp. She smelled all the delicious food cooking and snuck into the kitchen. She didn't see Michiru or Hotaru so she opened the pot and found a chicken.

She slowly tried to steal a piece when she heard it. "Tenoh Haruka!" Michiru stomped over to her in her 'kiss the cook' apron and pushed her away from the chicken.

"You wait until that chicken is ready! Now shoo! Out of my kitchen!" She lightly swatted her on the rear before shoving her into the living room.

"Damnit." She mumbled. Hotaru was looking out the window and tapping her foot nervously. Haruka never had much experience with boys at all so she didnt get what the big fuss was about.

"Hey kid." She put her hand on Hotaru's shoulder, causing her to turn around. "Oh hi daddy. When did you get home?" Haruka scratched the back of her head.

"Few minutes ago." Hotaru nodded and jumped as she saw a figure walk down the street. "Its him!" She barreled into the living room to check her reflection. Haruka stood back, less she be trampled by the crazy 14 year old.

There was a soft knock at the door and Hotaru ran towards it. She opened it and a good looking boy with brown hair and light blue eyes stood.

He pulled Hotaru in for a warm hug and Haruka clutched onto her slacks for dear life. Michiru walked in the room looking like a dream. She didnt even bother with handshakes, she wrapped her loving arms around the boy and hugged him.

His cheeks turned a bright red and he smiled. Haruka extended her hand and he gulped. He gave her a firm handshake. "Is that the real Haruka Tenoh?" He whispered to Hotaru. She walked over to Haruka and poked a finger into her side.

"Ow! What was that for?" She said glaring at her daughter. "Yep. Shes real." His eyes widened.

"C-can I have an autograph?" He asked nervously. Haruka was caught completely off guard.

"Mine?" He nodded furiously. Hotaru giggled into her sleeve as Haruka nodded slowly and Michiru went for a pen and paper.

After signing the autograph, Haruka's expression lightened. They all took a seat at the table.

"So….. What is it that you find attractive in my daughter?" Haruka asked as she took a bite of her chicken. The boy stiffened a bit before coming up with a quick reply.

"Well Hotaru has a really good personality. She quiet, funny, compassionate." He seemed to get lost in his own little world as he continued. "She always smells like lavender. The thing I love most is that she's genuine. She doesn't care what anyone thinks. Shes her own person."

Hotaru was blushing furiously. She felt so warm inside. Haruka dropped her chicken leg and Michiru took Ichiro's hand.

"Welcome to the family." She said happily.

"Well my self esteem level just went from 0 to 100." Hotaru said jokingly. Ichiro laughed and smiled at her.

"So how are your grades?" Haruka asked with an eyebrow raised.

"All A's and 1 B" Ichiro replied confidently.

"What class is the B?"

"English."

"English is a very important subject."

"You're right."

"Then why dont you have an A?"

"Haruka!" Michiru interrupted. The blonde threw her hands up in defense. "What? Im just asking!"

Ichiro looked at Hotaru who just rubbed her temples. "Ichiro. Wanna see my room?" She asked. Haruka nearly fell out of her seat.

"Yeah!" He said excitedly. Michiru pinched Haruka's leg and shot her a death look. "Dont you dare." She mouthed.

The two teenagers excused themselves and ran up the stairs. Once they were out of sight, Michiru took her hand off of Haruka.

"Just let them. Hotaru is a smart girl. She wont do anything." Michiru said sternly. Haruka slumped in her seat. "But when we were kids-"

Michiru positioned herself on Haruka's lap, cutting her off. "We did this." She connected her lips with the. Blonde's and wrapped her arms around her neck.

The two were so wrapped up in each other, they didnt hear the loud racket coming from upstairs.

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