Yay chapter 7! about damn time too right? anyway here it people...
reminder and disclaimer: i do not own sailor moon. awesome people do.
Michiru was in disbelief of what she saw. Standing in front of her was a pure nightmare. Years of pain and agony all flashed through her mind. No, anyone but her…She wasn't prepared for the surprise to be her cousin Loretta. She felt a panic rise in her. If Loretta was here then that meant that….no no no FUCK no please don't be here, please don't let her be here too! She had to stay home she had something else to do in America…she cant be here she just can't….
"hey Michi." Michiru felt her blood run cold at the sound of the sugary voice. Another set of eyes locked onto her body. The first set of eyes felt like a predator sizing up her prey, the second felt like knives aimed straight for all the precious vital points of her body. She needed to collect herself and fast. She couldn't let them win this. The twins had enough personal victories over her. They didn't need one more.
"hello Lory, Hello Jilly." the aqua haired girl locked her gaze with the black haired girl named Jillian. The girl made a face at the nickname. Michiru smirked. Good, first victory of many. You will not beat me this time you tramp. A sense of pride rose up in her. She tried to channel her proud friends, yes be like Mina-chan or Ruka be confident like her, don't lose it, don't let them see you weak! Don't be caught off guard by anything….
A deep voice voice spoke up behind her.
"Ko nee chee wa. Me-chee-ru-chan. Wo-tosh-ee waah ..frickin a…screwit C'MERE YOU!" she hadn't much time to register the broken Japanese, before she was attacked in wrapped in what was supposed to be a bear hug but became more of a death grip of doom.
"Gah what the-who-" Michiru could barely breathe she was being squeezed so tight. She struggled a bit to make the bone crusher loosen it's grip. The man who held her so tightly had a very hard well toned body. She imagined this is what it felt like to be crushed under a rockslide. Finally she was released from her assailants grip. The large man took a step back and grinned at Michiru.
"God it's been forever Shells!" Michiru's breath caught in her chest. She couldn't describe the sight before her. More memories flooded her mind. She felt lightheaded and faint.
"Brad?"
Yaten shrunk more into his chair. He was getting a headache. All he wanted was to go home, but of course, Seiya had to sign him up for something. God forbid he go home and be alone like he wanted. All he had wanted was to return home where he could be away from everyone and everything. He just wanted to sit home and hate everything. Was that too much too ask for? Of course it was. And now here he was helping to organize the talent show auditions.
He didn't want anything to do with a bunch of talent less losers who couldn't except the reality of them sucking. He had tried to bail out on the whole task but that Sakurada lady was…terrifying. She seemed to think that just because Yaten was "a small time celebrity" he thought he was better then everyone. How dare she! If he was better because he was better, not for any reason other then that. She didn't need to spread false information, especially since she didn't take any time to get to know him. No woman ever did.
He looked down at his sheet of paper at the next victim to judge. Tryouts weren't over for another hour, currently they were in an intermission and most of the judges had gotten up to stretch, though fearing he may leave and not come back that Sakurada whore had all exits blocked, but only for the small white haired boy. Yaten sat in his chair contemplating various ways he could get back at the audacious woman. Perhaps a harassment lawsuit would put her in her place.
He chuckled at his own cleverness. He heard the doors to the auditorium open up followed by the sound of clicks and footsteps. Two of the judges joined him in sitting right beside him. On his right was Sakurada to his left…some weirdo pervert science teacher. The last and final Judge was another student like himself.
She was a small blue haired girl and was involved in pretty much everything. He stared at the girl and tried to remember her name. he couldn't for the life of him remember who this poor soul of a girl was. He did know however that she was the topic of the Junior class who believed that her and Taiki were tied when it came to intelligence. Fat chance Taiki was a prodigy genius who was a robot. Everyone knew women were anything but robotic.
A sharp nudge in the ribs from the Sakurada whore let him know he was to announce the next audition.
"Okay up next would be... Aino, Minako ." a beautiful girl with long blonde hair stepped forward and gave a charming smile.
"Good evening I am Aino, Minako and I will be singing the song, Hallelujah." Yaten let out a scoff. He doubted this girl would be able to sing a single note, let alone such a beautiful song. She would ruin it.
"Alright Aino-chan go on when your ready please." Minako nodded and took a deep breath. Yaten prepared himself for the shriek of the blonde's voice. It never came. Instead he heard heaven.
I've heard there was a secret chordThat David played, and it pleased the LordBut you don't really care for music, do you?It goes like thisThe fourth, the fifthThe minor fall, the major liftThe baffled king composing Hallelujah
Yaten felt chills go up his spine as he was lead deep into the wonderland of Minako's voice. He was absolutely entranced by her soft sweet singing. Her voice got louder and echoed all throughout the auditorium. The small white haired boy felt waves of warmth go through him listening to her.
Your faith was strong but you needed proofYou saw her bathing on the roofHer beauty in the moonlight overthrew youShe tied you to a kitchen chairShe broke your throne, and she cut your hairAnd from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
She sang so beautifully, she was some sort of angel. He felt like a child again, A small child who had gone outside and stared up at the stars for the first time. Seeing the vast beauty of the sky made him feel comforted and completely overcome with appreciation for the world. Now sitting in this closed in space inside the smelly empty high school, he felt that all over again looking at her.
Maybe there's a God aboveBut all I've ever learned from loveWas how to shoot at someone who outdrew youIt's not a cry you can hear at nightIt's not somebody who has seen the lightIt's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Minako…she was a star strait from the heavens, one who had landed on earth and graced the world with her magic.
Hallelujah, HallelujahHallelujah, Hallelujah
For the several minutes she sang he found himself forgetting all his problems all his sadness and bitterness, all just faded away. now all he wanted, was to listen to her sing forever. A silence filled the room as her song finished. The echoes of her voice slowly faded from the auditorium leaving every person in the room feeling calm. Yaten opened his mouth to speak and tell her not to stop but instead found himself saying the exact opposite.
"You lost confidence mid way through. confidence is key while performing make sure that you don't lose it. You have a good voice but you're crap without the attitude to back it up." no no no how could he say such harsh words how hard was it to say you sing great! You sing beautiful. I love your voice or even just that was good? Why did he have to fuck it up like that.. Everyone's eyes were on him. Disbelief replaced the sense of calm. He had to recover himself and save her feelings form being hurt by his idiocy.
"I think your..ok so I'll say your in." Sakurada whore gave him a sharp silent look that clearly wanted him to stop speaking.
"Thank you Aino-chan it was very lovely. I believe you should be in the talent show. Practice will be next week ill have an announcement be made with the details." Sakurada said sweetly. Minako gave a small nod to her and then the rest of the judges. When she reached Yaten she locked eyes and gave him a cold stare that froze him to the spot. For the first time in a long time Yaten was fully conscious of everything around him, and he didn't like it.
Haruka trailed her finger down the screen of the computer monitor. She missed Michiru and wanted to hear her voice. She needed to hear her voice. She had screwed up big time this time and needed to fix it. She didn't care how much begging it ok she would do it. She'd do anything to make it up to her. she replayed the conversation in her head.
"Haruka? Are you drunk and calling me? "Michiru sounded incredibly irritated. Haruka giggled into the phone. She was only a little buzzed right now. She was perfectly conscious of what she was doing but she had to get a little drunk in order to gather the courage of what she needed to ask.
"Michi…I need to know something." She tried to ask as soberly as possible, ignoring her girlfriends anger. She needed the answer. It would eat her up if she didn't get it answered tonight.
"Hai hai alright what is it Haruka." The girl snapped softly.
"The other night. I said I love you for the first time ever…and it didn't even seem to phase you. I didn't get a reaction. It bothered me. I thought it would mean a lot and that you might say something….it kinda shocked me. I wasn't doing it for shock effect though, I was doing it because I genuinely wanted to say it and felt it was time…."
She heard Michiru sigh on the other side of the line.
"It wasn't the first time Haruka…the first time you said it was last year. You have said it about five times since, every time you were drunk though."
Haruka winced at the sharpness in Michiru's tone. She was mad. She knew she wasn't supposed to call, but she had to know as to why the girl seemed so apathetic about it all. Now she knew…she had ruined the precious statement before hand by being drunk and saying it…
"Is that all Haruka? If so I'm going to bed."
Haruka nodded and then stopped realizing Michiru couldn't see her.
"Hai Michi…that was it…"
"Okay then good night. "
"Michi wait!" Haruka couldn't let the conversation end like this. she needed to fix it, Michiru had a rule that they weren't supposed to ever go to bed on bad terms. She had a superstition it would make them wake up on worse ones.
"I'm sorry, I won't drink anymore after tonight. I promise. Im sorry. See? I love that much. She hated how desperate and lame she sounded but she knew she was killing Michiru and she needed to fix it now.
"Don't do it for me Haruka, do it for you."
"Then I will do it for me. I love you Michiru. I will do anything for you!" the other side went completely quiet. She wasn't even breathing. Haruka got worried for a second and listened intently.
" I…. love you too H-Haruka,,," Michiru stuttered over her words. The blonde smiled. It sounded like she was forgiven. Her heart lifted a little bit.
"You said it back…does that mean you forgive me?" Haruka asked cautiously she had to tread carefully drinking had always been an issue with Michiru...but she didn't want to steal Haruka's freedom and privileges form her, so she never technically said that she had to stop…
"Hai I forgive you Haruka." A smile came to the blondes lips.
"That's great…" she heard the other girl yawn on the other end of the phone…
"You should go to bed. I'll call you tomorrow."
"Hai…goodnight Haruka…"
"Good night my Michiru….i love you…" Haruka felt the heat rise in her face. Dammit now she was blushing...
Michiru giggled on the other side of the line. "I love you too Ruka."
The she heard the tell tale click of hanging up and started back towards her friends to say goodbye.
Haruka sighed. Somehow after that glorious phone call, when all transgressions had been forgiven, something stupid inside had decided to get drunk. Really really drunk. And after that…she called Michiru up and spoke with her. she had been avoided all day at school and had every phone call ignored by Michiru. She really needed to fix everything. Standing up she grabbed her keys and went to her car. She would fix this today. Right now! She loved Michiru and there was no way in hell she'd let drunken lat night Haruka get in the way. She'd stop herself,
she'd get help if she needed to. Anything to keep Michiru.
Usagi stared at all the boxes along the isle. There were so many types. How was one to decide? She reached to the bright pink box. It claimed it was 99.9% accurate on pregnancy tests. She felt her stomach churn…her pregnant what was she going to do… at first she had thought she was just under stress form trying so hard in school but then it turned into something else completely.
She body was feeling weird. She felt hungrier. But one missed period meant nothing. And she was always really hungry…maybe she was just noticing it all now…she swallowed hard. She didn't want to be pregnant. She brought the box up to the checkout counter. She felt so ashamed and even worse…she couldn't go home and do this.
The older woman at the counter gave her a chastising look, but upon meeting Usagi's tear filled blue eyes, her expression softened. She rang it up and handed the box to the blonde without a bag. She went under the counter and pulled out a key.
"take this and go to the back of the store in the bathroom and do that. No use bringing it home and getting in trouble, especially if it's negative. If you need help with it there are instructions and I can help." The woman gave a sympathetic look as she handed over the key. Usagi nodded gratefully and walked to the back of the store. She went into the bathroom and opened the box.
She felt nervous. She was having trouble breathing, just by looking at the stick itself. She wasn't sure she could even bring herself to pee on this thing…taking a deep breath she went into the stall.
Haruka drove up to the front of Michiru's house. She took no notice to the other car that was parked in the drive way and rushed up the front lawn to the door. She felt the adrenaline pump into her body. She was ready for this she would do whatever it took to show Michiru she loved her. She would do anything even give up going to the military. She wouldn't leave at all if it would make Michiru happy. Pressing the doorbell Haruka waited impatiently bouncing form foot to foot nervously.
Was this what it was like in those stupid chick flick movies some of the other girls watched? Is this how the man or woman felt before they went to get the girl or guy back? Did girls even get guys back? She pondered these thoughts and more as she anticipated the door opening.
Finally after what felt like an eternity, Michiru's father came to the door.
"Ah Haruka, how are you? Michiru is upstairs but I should-"Haruka cut the man off.
"I'm good thanks! Got to see Michiru now! Talk later." She squeezed into the house and crept up the stairs. Michiru would be shocked to see her. She would beg on her knees and tell the aqua haired teen everything she had thought in the past twelve hours. About how much she loved her, about needing her about…everything…as she got to the top of the stairs she jogged to Michiru's door and flung it open. The sight before her was less then desirable.
There sitting on the bed was Michiru with…some …man
Dont be sad haruka i will avenge you!
