Disclaimer: Alright, I'll cut to the chase and do this stupid thing over and over again. I don't own Sailor Moon, period. However, I do own a couple of my OCs and this silly little plot.

Akira: I'm thankful for your reviews, people. Also, I'm glad that you guys didn't mind the low-standard of the previous chapter. I was worrying about it actually. Well, back to the point. Here's the third chapter. I'm being a little evil to Haruka here, but… You'll see. XD

Chapter 3: And I wonder…

Confusion flashed for a moment in the blond racer's eyes as he came face to face with his supposed fiancée. Taking no longer than two seconds to regain his composure, he placed his hands on both sides of the young woman's head and leaned partially against his hands, leaving an arm's length distance between the both of them and trapping the beautiful violinist between himself and the locker behind her.

"Kaiou-san, I don't mean to be rude but, I don't think you have any business with me here in the locker room, or do you?" the blond raised an eyebrow playfully and smirked at the gorgeous violinist who tried not to giggle at the tall racer's suggestive question.

Two can play that game.

"Maa, what are you talking about, Tenou-kun? I was merely here to invite you to tea," Michiru stated in mock surprise as her beautiful eyes met Haruka's striking teal orbs mischievously, her lips slowly curving into a sly smile as she continued, "what could you possibly be insinuating?" Finishing her sentence, she raised one of her hands to grab the teal eyed man by the jumpsuit collar lightly and closed the distance between them so agonizingly slow that even the most patient man on Earth would've broken his fishing stick in frustration. Finally, she paused in her position a few centimeters away from her fiancé's lips with her strawberry mint flavored breath dancing on them, the smile still plastered onto her face.

The teen racer's blood pulsed through his veins like water gushing through a broken dam. He could feel his cheeks gradually heating up bit by bit as he searched his disrupted mind for a suitable response to her questions. There was no way for him to focus; not when she was only a breath away. If anyone were to walk in on them, they would be all over the papers tomorrow. He could see the wonderfully fabulous caption of their picture in his mind.

'Locker room rendezvous? Rising star racer T.H. and mysterious violinist K.M. caught in the act!'

If that ever happened, the marriage would be highly inevitable, and he was trying really hard to put a stop to that… Haruka realized that God had decided to play his worst pranks on him when the door to the room flung open and revealed a gaping mechanic who he didn't know and a grinning Shiratani Hiroki with an excited look on his face which said 'I knew this would happen'. In that very second, images of lightning striking in the darkened skies, heaven falling to earth and hell freezing over flashed in his mind.

It's all over. He'll definitely be married now. There wasn't even any room for excuses, was there?

Haruka literally bounced away from the violinist who had her back leaned against the lockers in reflex, clumsily coming up with a lame excuse to get rid of any weird ideas the mechanic and Hiroki had in their heads and tried waving the matter off nonchalantly, "I was only looking for a grain of sand that got into Kaiou-san's eyes. Isn't that right, Kaiou-san?"

The look that Hiroki had on his face was practically bad news and he knew that a whole week of teasing was sure to come. Knowing Hiroki, he'd never let the poor blond racer live the matter down for at least a week or two. Michiru watched the blond fluster and send her a call of backup with a hint of amusement in her eyes before deciding to give her reply, "I wonder about that, Haruka-kun."

Michiru's sly smile surfaced again and Hiroki's smug grin widened evidently as Haruka stared at the marine beauty in disbelief, suddenly deciding that both his racetrack buddy and his stunningly attractive 'fiancée' were actually devil incarnates involved in an evil conspiracy to get him married to her despite what she said about not wanting to marry him. A clear of throat by a fifth presence in the locker area saved Haruka from any further embarrassment and Haruka silently thanked the person who decided to intervene with the… embarrassing situation.

Masaru quickly shooed the dazed young mechanic and Hiroki away from the scene, warning them not to spout a single word to anyone else that wasn't present before anything arises and gave Haruka a fatherly smile as he patted the younger man on the shoulder and said, "Haruka-kun, you should probably bring the lady to somewhere nice and wait until it is nighttime before you engage in such… pleasurable activities."

Haruka flushed a bright red in that instant, gaped at the older man in horror and the first thing that went through his mind was, 'who the hell are you and what have you done with Masa oji-san?!' Nevertheless, he shook his head and explained himself frantically, "No, no, you got it all wrong, Masa oji-san! Who in the right mind would do things like that in here? I would've chosen a better place!"

"Ara, I had no idea you were so bold, Haruka-kun," Michiru giggled and it took a great amount of will power to not burst out in laughter at the priceless expression on Haruka's handsome face which had him opening and closing his mouth like a goldfish while no words escaped from it.

"No, that's not it either! I was only-

Unable to take it anymore, Masaru let out a loud snort and broke into laughter and moved to wipe a tear from his eyes with Michiru joining in with a light chuckle a few moments later. The blond stared at them in confusion for a couple of seconds before letting the situation sink deep into his head.

"Gomen, Haruka-kun, I couldn't help it when I saw your face," the elderly man let out yet another small laughter and then collected himself again.

The aqua haired beauty too, apologized for the teasing with sincerity in her voice and bowed to the rotund man in a polite greeting, "Konnichiwa, Amamiya-san, forgive me for not introducing myself earlier. I am Kaiou Michiru, it's a pleasure meeting you sir."

The man returned the gesture politely and beamed at the beautiful young woman as he replied a little jokingly, "Ah, it's very nice to meet you too Kaiou-san. Toshi has been talking about you ever since that meeting you had. Bragging about a beautiful future daughter-in-law obviously; if I was thirty years younger I might have asked for your hand in marriage myself, Kaiou-san."

"My, I feel so flattered. Oh please, Michiru will be fine. There is no need for such formalities," she smiled at the fatherly figure who answered to her request easily.

"Very well, if that is the case, Michiru-chan, I would've preferred if you addressed me as Haruka-kun does."

Remembering what she went to the racetracks for, she spoke again, "In that case, I'll take you up on that offer, Masa oji-san. By the way, may I borrow Tenou-kun for the day?"

The man turned straightened himself and pushed Haruka lightly in the back, causing the teen to move slightly towards the ocean eyed violinist before replying with a nod and said in his deep voice, "Of course you may. I was planning to give him the day off myself. Go on, Haruka-kun, you don't want to disappoint a gorgeous young lady who came this far to ask you out."

Having recovered from his previous embarrassment, Haruka nodded his thanks at the elderly man, grabbed his jacket and led Michiru out the locker areas as he caught a few mechanics catcall and whistle at the both of them on their way out while he sent them a childish glare.

"I'm really sorry for that, Tenou-kun," somehow, Michiru felt really bad for putting the blond teen on the spot earlier and felt the need to apologize to him once more, but his next word took her by surprise.

"Haruka," said Haruka, his memory flying back to the moment where she had called him by just his name itself, remembering how well it rolled off her tongue so naturally.

Knowing full well what the young man had meant, she replied as well, "Only if you do the same."

Haruka flashed a genuine smile at the violinist and threw on his jacket before opening the door to the passenger's seat for the Kaiou heiress and then hopped into the driver's seat as he started to run the engine.

"So… Where to, Michiru-san?"


About twenty minutes later, the blond racer found himself seated beside the glass pane in a small but bustling coffeehouse filled with friendly waitresses and a couple of rowdy customers. It wasn't that the friendliness of the people that he was uncomfortable with though; rather, it was the unreadable look in those deep blue eyes which was directed at him that he had problems with. He shifted a little in discomfort under the gaze. Being out alone with Kaiou Michiru was definitely not good news, especially when he had decided not to see her again. Meeting her alone only weakened his resolve to break off the engagement between the both of them. In fact, all that had been occupying his mind for the past few days was images of her and… her alone. The contradicting feelings that he had inside of him was driving him crazy, and he knew that it was only a matter of time before he actually does go crazy. A part of him was dying to get out of the place and never see the beautiful girl again, another part was telling him to stay and listen to what she had to say and just enjoy her company for the day. And figuratively speaking, he was a lost little moth that was attracted to the scorching flames.

Michiru could only smile inwardly when she noticed the adorable expression on the blond teen's face as she focused her gaze onto him. She almost wanted to laugh when his look of confusion suddenly changed to a frown, and then into something completely unreadable in a matter of seconds. It didn't take long for her to realize that she had a newfound hobby; watching Tenou Haruka. The thought of wanting to watch him merely confused her as she knew that she wasn't into men at all. Even so, it was interesting how he could do a personality flip right there and then; changing from a playful flirt into an incredibly shy klutz with a clumsy mouth when he got teased in return. Despite that, he was an incredible pianist who could draw life into the music he creates with simple and yet delicate touches from his fingertips onto the keys on the piano. In a way, his touches were… vaguely feminine.

It was something that was unexplainable that tied him to the seat. He knew very well that he would not be leaving any time soon. He sighed and gave in instead. The aqua haired beauty in front of him seemed to have noticed his inner battle as he found concerned blue eyes resting their gaze upon him. He smiled in reflex and spoke, "Do you have an idea of what you want to have, Michiru-san?"

"Oh yes I have. What about you?" she closed the menu that was in her hands and placed them on the table gingerly.

"I think I'll have a coffee. I'm not really hungry," Haruka too, shut the menu in his hands and waved for a waitress.

After placing their orders, the awkward silence fell upon the couple as both thought of what to say to the other.

"It's a nice place," Haruka started hesitantly as he looked into those beautiful blue eyes that reflected nothing but emptiness.

"Indeed, it is. It has a warm atmosphere, don't you think? A perfect place to heal people like me who return to a cold place which I call home everyday," she frowned slightly, and then curved her lips into a little smiled as she noticed the troubled look on the blond man's handsome features. She brought a hand up to muffle her giggles, gaining the attention of the racer and continued, "I'm only joking, Haruka-kun. Don't take what I said to heart."

"You're lying," stated Haruka flatly as he narrowed his teal gaze carefully at the woman who sat across him. His tone had not only shocked the aqua haired girl but himself too. He shook his head and pondered hard. What had possessed him to say something as rude as that? Deciding that it wasn't much use to think about it, he bowed his head in shame and apologized for his rude comment.

The mysterious girl merely smiled at him in response waved the matter off easily. Even though she did not show it on the outside, she was rather surprised that he actually saw through her words with such ease.

'Just what sort of person are you really, Tenou Haruka-kun?'

The rest of the lunch carried on in silence with neither bringing up the subject again.


The yellow convertible skidded to a stop outside the brightly lit path of the Kaiou compounds and the handsome racer removed his seat belt to alight from his car. Walking over to the passenger's side, he opened the door gentlemanly and stepped aside, allowing the violinist to alight from the vehicle as well.

The aqua haired girl thanked the Tenou boy for his kind gesture and took the arm he offered politely as they walked towards the main building on the compounds. The racer took in his surroundings quickly as they passed a skillfully sculpted white marble fountain of three beautiful mermaids swirling around a floating crystal ball that was brought up by the strength of the water, singing and playing with their harps happily.

"Don't they look so carefree?" came the quiet voice of Michiru from his side. Apparently, she had noticed him looking at the fountain.

Meeting her ocean deep eyes with his teal ones, he saw the emptiness once again. He nodded at her comment and looked up into the star filled night sky as he voiced his doubts, "But are they really, Kaiou-san?"

"Michiru," she corrected and he watched her shrug from the corner of his eyes as she continued to speak, "You'll have to find that out for yourself, Haruka-kun."

Bringing his gaze away from the beautiful night sky, he tilted his head to face her partially as he replied gracefully with a confident smirk on his lips, "Perhaps I shall."

The two of them resumed in their short journey towards the main house as the blond boy walked ahead of his 'fiancée', linking his hands behind his head in a boyish manner with the aqua haired girl trailing after him, a small but evident smile on her pale pink lips.

"Thank you for spending the day with me, Haruka-kun. I had fun today," the violinist turned to face the handsome blond as they stood at the doorstep of the mansion.

"You're welcome, Michiru-san. I had fun too."

"…"

"…"

A few seconds passed in silence and the blond racer laughed nervously. Unable to bring himself to kiss her good night, he held out his hand for her to shake instead.

Raising a brow his chosen course of action, she decided to play along and shook his hand good night.

"Well then, good night, Michiru-san."

"Good night to you too, Haruka-kun."

"Let's hang out again someday," he smiled somewhat hopefully at the girl, waiting for a response from her.

The ocean eyed girl returned his smile and replied nicely, "Yes, let's go somewhere again someday."

With that, the young man turned his back towards the girl and walked away happily from the main house and towards his car which was parked right outside the Kaious' property. Humming a song as he opened the door, he stopped suddenly in his actions as what he said a few minutes ago sank into his mind like heavy lead.

'Let's hang out again someday.'

Oh god, what had he done?

And after he told himself that Kaiou Michiru was off limits


Shutting the door behind her, the young Kaiou heiress came face to face with a happy looking Kaiou Yukiko. Apparently, her mother knew who she was out with. After all, the compound was filled with hidden cameras everywhere for security reasons. Knowing what was about to come, the younger Kaiou lady sighed and said, "Tadaima, Okaa-san."

Giving her daughter a knowing smile she replied cheerfully, "Okaeri nasai, hime-chan."

And as expected, the inevitable question came.

"So how was the date with Haruka-kun?"

Removing her heels from her small sandy feet, she placed them on the shelf beside the door and walked into the living room. She almost groaned at the question. There they go again. Knowing her mother, the 'boys aren't that bad' talk would be starting in no time. And it did.


Carefully maneuvering the steering wheel into a sharp turn down the block, the Tenou heir smiled as he ran with the wind.

Once again, the yellow convertible skidded to a halt in an underground parking lot as Haruka hopped out of his prized possession, pressing a button on his control to lock the doors of his car with a sound 'beep'.

Reaching the doorsteps of his own apartment, he reached into his pockets and fished for the keys to his home. After opening the door, he strutted into his bedroom and fell onto the queen sized bed, not even bothering to kick off his shoes or take off his jacket. Reaching for a pillow that was a few feet away from him, he grabbed it and buried his head into it. With a vexed groan, he flung the pillow across the dark room in frustration and walked towards the balcony.

He closed his eyes and relaxed immediately as he felt the wind caressing his unruly blond hair. Once the wind died down, he thanked the wind for consoling him and opened his eyes to look up at the skies once again thinking, 'The stars are beautiful tonight. I wonder if she's looking at them right now.'

Somehow, knowing that they live under the same sky brought peace to his soul. His lips curved into a slight smile as he let her name escape his lips in a soft whisper.

"Kaiou Michiru, huh…?"

The aqua haired girl sighed somewhat wistfully as she leaned against the railing of the veranda outside her room, the shining stars in the beautiful sky reflected in her ocean orbs as she sense the wind playing with her oceanic aqua locks. At that moment, it seemed to her that the ocean was not the only thing that gave her peace, because right there and then, the wind was having the same effect on her like the ocean did. It was a mysterious feeling, and she did not want to let the feeling go anywhere else. A sudden rustle of the papers jolted her from her peace as a loose sheet from her scores flew out onto the veranda and then somewhere else into the night.

Looking at the score sheets, she frowned. There seemed to be something she had forgotten. It was a few moments later that she remembered. She had forgotten to invite the Tenou boy to the practice. Tucking a loose strand of aqua lock behind her ear, she decided that the deed could be done another day. After all, they both decided to… 'Hang out' was it? She shrugged off the question that was directed to herself and fell onto her soft bed with a soft 'thud' as she fell into a deep sleep after the long day they spent together.

End of Chapter

Akira: I am so sorry for the delay. My school schedule was hectic and I didn't have much time to myself at all. (That; and I had a writer's block plus laziness haunting me XD) I'm evil I know. So hate me. Just kidding, don't hate me please. Well, this is the end of the latest chapter and I don't know what I'm doing in here. It's probably super off standard and I can't blame anyone but myself for it lol. Anyway, hope you enjoyed reading it and… have a nice day. Though you're not obligated to leave a review, I'd like it very much if you did though. It'd be good to know what readers think.