Disclaimer: Okay so here it goes. No matter how much I may wish, whine, or beg I will never own Sailor Moon of any of the characters. Michiru and Haruka are owned by other people much to my great sadness. ;-; I own only the plot and any original characters I happen to feel like bringing in. Slight warning; There is Physical affection between the characters... I should not have to say any more.
Dedication: This Chapter and most of this story goes out to Rashie and Jackie. for pushing me into writing more and for helping me write this chapter love you guys! Also a dedication to Jackie's "important person" Riki. All three of you are great friends and I owe you all Pockey. P.S. Jackie and Riki are both authors as well you can locate them on my favorites list but I didn't tell you okay?
Chapter 4: Fight of a Life Time
Haruka slammed the car into drive and speed out of the parking lot. Michiru looked over at the tomboy surprised, but she didn't care. Why did she get harassed every time she flirted but Michiru went out and did it to. With a guy no less! Something in life were just screwy, but that didn't mean she had to take it. Haruka was actually glad that there was silence between her and the aqua-haired girl. Her anger was starting to boil as her mind raced. The thoughts she was having were just feeding that dark fire. While the tomboy despised these feelings she also justified them in her mind. Her anger rose more and so did the speed of her car. She just hoped Michi could hold her tongue until she cooled down or there would be a yelling match in no time...
Michiru slipped off her shoes as she let herself and Haruka into the apartment. The car ride home had been tense, and neither had said a word. Haruka watched as Michiru walked in, set her school things aside, and went into the kitchen. The blonde was still fuming. She knew she'd been speeding, but she didn't care. She couldn't understand how it was OK for Michiru to flirt, but not OK for her too. It just wasn't right!
Michiru returned from the kitchen, a small glass in her hand. Haruka glared darkly stomping to the kitchen to grab a beer. "So... This new 'friend' of yours. When did you meet him? You looked awfully close." She said sarcastically, jealousy coloring her voice fully.
Michiru tried not to roll her eyes. "For your information I met him today." She snapped. Haruka had no reason to be jealous. "If we looked at all close, it's only because you took a day and a half to come get me." She was the one with reason to be upset not Haruka.
"I had a meeting with my race manager!" Haruka tried to defend herself, but the blonde let her anger and jealousy take over losing her cool."Like you'd understand responsibility!"
"EXCUSE ME!? I understand a lot more than you do, apparently! You promised you'd come get me! You said you'd be there, and you were late!" Michiru's frustration was growing turning into bitterness. Her eyes started to glisten as tears wet her cheeks. "Instead, you forgot about me! You just left me sitting there, ALONE!"
"You know I didn't mean to Michiru. My manager wouldn't let me leave and I can't just walk out in the middle of contract discussion. Plus, I did come get you, I even tried to call to tell you I was going to be late.Your phone was off. And you weren't alone you had that GUY there to keep you company remember!"
"He showed up half an HOUR after you were supposed to get me! But I don't expect you to care, really. You're career is more important. That was made obvious to me. Tell me, Haruka, when was the last time you were ON TIME for dinner!?" If Ruka was going to vent her frustrations then Michiru had a few of her own she wanted dealt with.
The blonde's eyes narrowed. "You can't blame me for being late. I don't plan on being late! and it's not just a career I would hope you knew me well enough to know it's my dream and my LIFE! do I ever ask you to put your art or music aside? HUH?! How many times have my plans for our anniversary been postponed cause you had a concert or gallery showing?! figure that out!"
Tears flowed freely down the Michi's cheeks. "It doesn't matter anymore. Go do your cars, and you're life! Because, apparently, I'm not part of that dream, or life. So if they are more important, then go. And leave me alone. OBVIOUSLY I am not important enough!" She yelled lashing out at her lover. Haruka merely took a drink of her beer as Michiru wiped at the tears running to their room. She threw herself onto the bed and sobbed into the pillows so hard her sides where hurting.
As Michiru laid there crying her heart was breaking. She had watched Haruka's cold eyes as they argued and they were so unfamiliar. She saw anger, jealous and maybe even pain in those teal eyes but no matter how hard she looked during the entire conversation, she never once saw compassion. The sobs came harder. Had her wind angle fallen? Was there no longer any room for her in Haruka's life? She felt so lonely and unwanted that she could hardly breathe. Some part of her mind told her that she was only in the way. That she was holding Ruka back from her dreams and happiness. Another part of her was screaming that she didn't care about the blonde. If Haruka couldn't make time for her then she could find someone who would. Michiru knew the last to be only out of rage. She loved Haruka didn't she?
The pillow felt soaked but the aqua haired girl didn't even notice. She knew she loved Haruka and that Haruka must love her back, right? Michiru thought back tot he crash that had almost claimed her precious one's life. The pain was similar to what she was feeling now. Could it be that she was, once again, in danger of losing her other half? If Haruka kept pushing herself so hard she'd destroy them both. Couldn't Ruka see what she was doing? Deep in the musician's heart she knew that Haruka took for granted their relationship. Haruka had come to depend on Michiru to be there, but what the tomboy didn't realize was that her attitude had worn Michiru down. She could no longer afford to be the only one putting effort into them.
That's when Michiru heard the front door slam shut. Haruka had left in anger and only the gods knew when and if she would return. Unable to control her emotions Michi broke down once again this time letting tears take her into exhaustion.
Haruka finished off her beer and went to grab another. Haruka winced hearing Michiru crying in their bedroom. She felt the first pangs of .. guilt? No she wouldn't let Michiru deny her. She had the right to be angry and she wasn't ready to let that go yet. She wanted to be upset but she couldn't stay here. She was too angry to listen to that girl's sobs. She changed quickly in the bathroom and grabbed her keys. The door slammed behind her but she didn't care. She was too tired of caring. What she wanted now was speed.
Haruka ran down the stairs and out onto the sidewalk. She has no idea where she was headed she just ran. Away from her destiny, away from her worries and cares, away from Michiru. She relaxed in the sheer pleasure of the simple physical work that running was. During this time she let everything come up and burn away. Her worries over the new car. Her fears of crashing again. She let is slide away. She thought about how she was struggling in school letting it go During her run. She took deep breaths to cleanse her.
As she ran she thought about everything. She didn't know how ling she had been running but she found herself at the beach. It was the Beach Michiru loved. The moon reflected off the water like a painting. How Michi would love this... She pushed that from her mind. She was still mad. Michiru was trying to force her away from her racing. Just like she was forced into her destiny. She only wanted Michiru's support and approval, she had thought the smaller girl would understand but she thought wrong.
Michiru only cared about herself and she held Haruka to a double standard. The blonde had thought Michiru would be her life partner. The one who understood her. Who would know her better then she knew herself. She turned around and started jogging back to the apartment to pack. If Michiru was going to make her choose she wouldn't take it. Haruka would leave before she let Michiru change her. She never needed anyone before and she didn't need anyone now.
The blonde walked up the stairs and down the hall still trying to convince herself that she didn't care, that she didn't need Michiru in her life, and that she would leave.
She walked into what was once their shared bedroom. Michiru was still crying in her sleep. The pillow was soaked and the aqua-haired girl looked broken and disheveled. The sight immediately melted Haruka's heart. No matter what she told herself she couldn't see Michiru in pain. She also couldn't bear to be the one to cause this fragile soul pain.
Finally calmed Haruka slipped out of her clothes and closed the door. Walking across the dark room she slipped into bed beside Michiru and pulled the smaller girl close in her arms, petting her curls Ruka whispered soft words of love and comfort.
Somewhere in her mind Michiru recognized the warmth beside her. She cuddled as close to it as she could. Finally her tears stopped and she calmed. The ache in her chest dimmed she drifted off the sleep once again safe in the arms of her soul-mate.
END CHAPTER
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