Surprise Love- Groceries
Michiru's hand snaked along the boxes on the shelf, coming to rest on a large box of pocky. She smiled, and put it in the cart, using her same gentle manner. She walked on down the aisle, stopping every so often and adding to the cart. Haruka will be so surprised...Michiru thought, doing what could only be described as a giggle, as she selected a small box of tea. What is even funnier, she thought, is that Haruka thinks she would have the best surprise for ME. Haruka, for some reason, thinks she still has to impress me, even though we've been together for years
Michiru, of course, knew exactly what Haruka was up to, but, in another "of course", would never let it show. She would let Haruka have her fun, and then have some fun herself. Not that Haruka's little surprise wouldn't be fun, because it definitely would, but…….
Michiru shook her head. Her train of thought had been jumping around so much, recently. Valentine's day would be fun, but she had to keep her cool. Haruka couldn't know a thing before Michiru wanted her to, or it would all be over. She strolled over to the "Check-out" counter, and started purchasing the items.
"Kaioh, Kaioh Michiru."
Michiru looked up, but couldn't see the source of the voice. As it repeated, she realized that it was coming from…the loudspeaker. Now, Michiru had always thought that she wasn't one to blush, but….well, Haruka's voice always, always, did strange things to her. And it was Haruka's voice over the loudspeaker, Haruka's unmistakable, charming voice. A small group of teenage girls shrieked something, in one voice, about "Michiru-sama." Michiru ducked, and tried to keep out of site.
Just like Haruka, to bring attention to herself…and, in this case, me, too, Michiru thought, sighing.
The voice continued on the loudspeaker, "Michiru-chan, I love you, Michiru."
Michiru could have sworn she saw every member of the group of teenage girls sway on their feet.
"Michiru…come here, Michiru, come to Haruka…"Haruka's disembodied voice continued.
And then Michiru saw her. Carrying a portable microphone, on a horribly long extension cord, Haruka was sauntering towards her.
"Michie-chan, I love you…." Haruka whispered, still into the microphone, closing the gap between them in one fluid motion, before swooping down and kissing her.
The teenage girls screamed. Something like "Tenoh and Michiru-sama!" came out, but Michiru couldn't be sure. It is rather hard to concentrate when you are being kissed by a gorgeous, famous woman in front of a whole grocery store.
Haruka broke the kiss, and steadied Michiru. Michiru took a few seconds to regain some control over her body. Haruka smirked at her, while the teenage girls swarmed around them. Haruka leaned in again, ignoring the girls. She whispered something in Michiru's ear, and they turned and left the store. Behind them, the cashier was yelling something about "your groceries" and the girls were scrambling to get paper and pencils for their autographs, but Haruka took no notice as she lead Michiru out the door to her shiny yellow convertible.
Disclaimer- Who does Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon belong to? Everyone say it now! Takeuchi Naoko. Okay? Okay.
Rambling time!- Grrr…I don't like this chapter, but, ah, well. Gomen it's so late! I haven't been on the internet lately, so…yeah. Oh, yeah, many, many thanks to Shorty-chan! Giving me inspiration, giving me laughter, beta- reading it for me…What can't she do? Well, there is the little pogo-stick jumping with a kangaroo on her head while reading "War and Peace" that she can't do, but besides that!
Michiru's hand snaked along the boxes on the shelf, coming to rest on a large box of pocky. She smiled, and put it in the cart, using her same gentle manner. She walked on down the aisle, stopping every so often and adding to the cart. Haruka will be so surprised...Michiru thought, doing what could only be described as a giggle, as she selected a small box of tea. What is even funnier, she thought, is that Haruka thinks she would have the best surprise for ME. Haruka, for some reason, thinks she still has to impress me, even though we've been together for years
Michiru, of course, knew exactly what Haruka was up to, but, in another "of course", would never let it show. She would let Haruka have her fun, and then have some fun herself. Not that Haruka's little surprise wouldn't be fun, because it definitely would, but…….
Michiru shook her head. Her train of thought had been jumping around so much, recently. Valentine's day would be fun, but she had to keep her cool. Haruka couldn't know a thing before Michiru wanted her to, or it would all be over. She strolled over to the "Check-out" counter, and started purchasing the items.
"Kaioh, Kaioh Michiru."
Michiru looked up, but couldn't see the source of the voice. As it repeated, she realized that it was coming from…the loudspeaker. Now, Michiru had always thought that she wasn't one to blush, but….well, Haruka's voice always, always, did strange things to her. And it was Haruka's voice over the loudspeaker, Haruka's unmistakable, charming voice. A small group of teenage girls shrieked something, in one voice, about "Michiru-sama." Michiru ducked, and tried to keep out of site.
Just like Haruka, to bring attention to herself…and, in this case, me, too, Michiru thought, sighing.
The voice continued on the loudspeaker, "Michiru-chan, I love you, Michiru."
Michiru could have sworn she saw every member of the group of teenage girls sway on their feet.
"Michiru…come here, Michiru, come to Haruka…"Haruka's disembodied voice continued.
And then Michiru saw her. Carrying a portable microphone, on a horribly long extension cord, Haruka was sauntering towards her.
"Michie-chan, I love you…." Haruka whispered, still into the microphone, closing the gap between them in one fluid motion, before swooping down and kissing her.
The teenage girls screamed. Something like "Tenoh and Michiru-sama!" came out, but Michiru couldn't be sure. It is rather hard to concentrate when you are being kissed by a gorgeous, famous woman in front of a whole grocery store.
Haruka broke the kiss, and steadied Michiru. Michiru took a few seconds to regain some control over her body. Haruka smirked at her, while the teenage girls swarmed around them. Haruka leaned in again, ignoring the girls. She whispered something in Michiru's ear, and they turned and left the store. Behind them, the cashier was yelling something about "your groceries" and the girls were scrambling to get paper and pencils for their autographs, but Haruka took no notice as she lead Michiru out the door to her shiny yellow convertible.
Disclaimer- Who does Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon belong to? Everyone say it now! Takeuchi Naoko. Okay? Okay.
Rambling time!- Grrr…I don't like this chapter, but, ah, well. Gomen it's so late! I haven't been on the internet lately, so…yeah. Oh, yeah, many, many thanks to Shorty-chan! Giving me inspiration, giving me laughter, beta- reading it for me…What can't she do? Well, there is the little pogo-stick jumping with a kangaroo on her head while reading "War and Peace" that she can't do, but besides that!