Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon. I hope this isn't too slow of a start. Lots of action to come!
Gomen Nasai "I'm Sorry!"
Mata Ashita "See you tomorrow."
Konbanwa "Good Evening"
Chapter One
5 Days Prior
Michiru Kaioh led a perfect life. She was the epitome of what a well mannered Japanese lady should be. Discovered as a musical prodigy at a very young age, the violinist was thrust into elite circles. Her parents encouraged her-proud to see their only child and heir to the Kaioh fortune shine performance after performance. Now, she received invitations to play at the most prestigious affairs the socialites of Tokyo had to offer.
However, despite her fame, she had very few friends. It was the closest of these few she now spoke with on her mobile phone. "I'm just getting ready to leave the school grounds," she said softly, walking out of the auditorium into the late afternoon sun. "How was your practice race?" Elsa Gray was the best runner Michiru had ever known. She could count on one hand the amount of races Elsa hadn't won in track and field. She smiled brightly at the other girl's apparent laughter on the other end of the line. "I'm glad!" Michiru responded, "I can't wait to see you dominate during Friday's race... Of course I'm coming! My recital at the country club gala isn't until Saturday evening." Her knee length cerulean skirt brushed against her legs as she walked down the sidewalk away from the all girl academy she currently attended. There were few people sharing the sidewalks with her this late in the afternoon. A light breeze suddenly sprang up, causing cherry blossoms to flutter and scurry under Michiru's designer shoes.
She was so oblivious to her surroundings, she didn't notice the tall, sandy blonde haired man standing in her path. Engrossed in her conversation, head down, she walked straight into him. "Oof!" came her startled reaction. Her blue gaze abruptly met his green, and her heart did an unexpected somersault. "Gomen Nasai!" she exclaimed, "Are you ok?" Her heart hammered in her chest as she bowed repeatedly. He simply smiled a crooked smile and ignored her apology, continuing on his path. Michiru watched him walk away, noticing how nicely the dark washed jeans fit his toned body. Red and black motorcycle helmet tucked under his arm, he turned back and gave her a slight wave. That was odd. He didn't even answer me, Michiru thought, turning back to her neglected phone call. "I should go now. Mata Ashita Elsa." She hurried the rest of the mile long walk to the apartment she sometimes shared with her parents.
The building's doorman bowed to her and opened the door leading into the lobby of the luxurious apartment building. "Konbanwa Miss Kaioh," he said couteously. She flashed a polite smile at him before walking across the lobby. The twin fountains gurgled their welcome as she headed to the elevator. The ride to the penthouse was short. She fished her key out of the school briefcase and unlocked the door. The apartment was dark and quiet. She flipped on the light switch, revealing a tastefully furnished Victorian style living room. Her parents were usually gone-traipsing across the world as the wealthy tend to do. For once, Michiru had begged to be allowed to stay behind, in the hopes of maintaining a sense of normalcy in her life. She longed to be a regular girl, have friends and go to school. Her parents had reluctantly agreed to allow her to remain alone for the time being; with the condition she have weekly phone conversations with them and keep them up to date with the goings on in Japan.
A few hours later, after eating a meager meal by herself while completing her homework, she began getting ready for bed. Her bedroom screamed of her love for the sea. Its light aqua walls were covered in her favorite maritime paintings and sea shell collages she had made over the years. Her large white canopy bed with its aqua satin sheets and fluffy white comforter beckoned to her. A picture window, complete with window seat, afforded a beautiful view of the not too distant ocean. The room was not in perfect order however. Sheets of loose leaf paper covered in musical notes decorated her desk; and a partially painted canvas of two dolphins dancing in misty sea spray awaited in the corner. Her day had been a long one-having had swim practice before school and violin practice after. She swiftly changed out of her blue and white school uniform and into pink silk pajamas and sank gratefully beneath the comforter. As she drifted off to sleep, her last thoughts meandered to the face of the beautiful man she had collided with earlier. How handsome he was! Maybe I'll get lucky and see him again someday.
Unbeknownst to Michiru, her peaceful sleep would not last the night...