(( OH MAH GAWD, I totally forgot it was Saturday xD For some reason, because I was working today all morning and afternoon, I wasi n the mindset that it was Friday still xDD My bad! Please forgive me! :P At least we're back with chapter 7 of this oh so fantastical fan fiction xD I really hope you all are enjoying it so far I also have good news -w- I have two more fan fic ideas pinging around in my head :D SOOOO once this one is completed, I will start working on the next one and begin dishing THAT out to all you lovely charming individuals!
DISCLAIMER: Must I say it again? Yea, didn't think so :P ))
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Her knee kept bouncing up and down as nerves and frustration set in. Haruka Tenoh lifted her head as she sat beside the queen at the very front of the masses of people who had come to attend the wedding ceremony between her beloved Michiru and Nephrite.
She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose, then hung her head down, leaning forward as she massaged her temples, knowing she was going to give herself a horrendous headache at this rate.
She looked up when she felt a hand on her back, and looked at Aisling helplessly. "I don't want this…" she whispered and sat up, looking at her pleadingly. "Don't let him marry her. Please."
Aisling shook her head and sighed. "That is out of my grasp now, Haruka… I'm sorry… It is simply for the best for both kingdoms. It is time our sides came together and coexisted in peace, and this is the simplest way to do it…"
Haruka felt stricken with grief all over again, hating how things had gone.
She wiped away a bead of sweat on her brow and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath as she remembered her conversation with Michiru last night.
"Run away with me," Haruka whispered into Michiru's ear as the aquanette lay atop her, the two completely nude under the thin blankets of Haruka's bed. "Michi, I can't give you the life you have here in this palace, but I swear I can make you happy."
Michiru sighed, looking down at her beloved guardswoman, reaching up and brushing back a stray lock of blonde hair from her face. "I can't do that, Haruka… You know I can't…" she whispered, her eyes looking so pained when she spoke.
Haruka sighed, looking at her sadly. "I cannot stand the thought of him being your husband. It makes me physically sick to think about it," she shook her head, draping an arm over her eyes.
Michiru sighed and pulled Haruka's arm away with little to no difficulty and met her green eyes. "It horrifies me as well… But I cannot simply run away from this. What would become of my mother, and the kingdom itself? If I leave, it would fall under his iron rule, and you know it… As long as I am here, things might end up being halfway alright once his ascension to the throne takes place."
Haruka looked at her quietly and sighed again. "I know… but I still hate it."
Michiru leaned down and kissed her tenderly again. "I know… I hate it too…" she whispered shakily, relieved when Haruka drew her arms around her and held her, knowing if she hadn't, she might end up breaking down and crying in front of her friend.
Haruka was roused from her daydreams of last night's depressing conversation when Aisling put a hand on her shoulder and let out a gasp that Haruka was sure wasn't alarmed, but something else. The blonde woman turned to look and her green eyes widened slowly and her lips parted in complete awe at the sight that made its way down the aisle.
There were murmurs of awe and fascination as the princess made her way down the aisle slowly, her gaze lowered beneath her veil. She was unbelievably and undeniably beautiful in her wedding gown, her hair loosely curled and pinned up, a few spirals of aqua strands framing her delicate face. Her hair and person had been adorned with the finest and most lovely jewels to only magnify how gorgeous she looked.
But Haruka could only smile helplessly a little, as she looked at her beloved Michi. Because it wasn't her. Of course it was her physically dressed up in such an extravagant way, but Haruka knew Michiru had done it so that it would not be the Michiru who she really was - and who Haruka loved more than life itself - marrying Nephrite. It was small, but the pair could pretend as the ceremony progressed, that Michiru was someone else… It made it hurt a little less; especially when Nephrite moved to cup Michiru's chin and placed his lips over hers.
It only lasted for a small moment, but the white hot rage that flooded through Haruka made her nearly faint with the exertion she felt with trying to not bolt at Nephrite and rip his mouth right out of his face for kissing her princess.
Afterwards, everyone but the previous Queen and Haruka cheered as the married pair pulled away and walked up the aisle together.
Haruka stared at the empty place where Michiru had stood during the entire wedding ceremony, feeling like someone had cut open her belly and spooned out all her insides, leaving her utterly empty on the inside.
"Haruka…" came Aisling's voice after most of those gathered to watch Michiru and Nephrite marry had gone to the reception. "Come… you know as well as I do she is still yours and only yours…"
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Michiru felt an unpleasant shiver travel up her spine when she felt her husband's hand lay at the small of her back, drawing her appropriately close for their first dance. Her smaller hand lay in his, letting him lead her on the dance floor for their first dance together as a married couple. She swallowed, feeling like she might truly be sick.
Maybe she was an idiot for not listening to Haruka and running away with her in the night. Maybe her mother and the kingdom as a whole might be alright without her. Maybe she overestimated her importance to her people. Maybe everything might have been perfectly fine if she had run far away with her beloved guardswoman and hid away for the rest of her life with her in some small unheard of village, the two taking on different names and living in a small home together, growing food in their own garden…
No… That was a false hope, and Michiru knew it. She stared straight ahead at Nephrite's right shoulder as she thought over and over, in an attempt to convince herself that marrying Nephrite had been the right thing to do, especially when it came to her duties as the kingdom's princess; and very soon… the kingdom's new queen.
"You look so deep in focus…" Nephrite's voice purred as he smirked down at the young woman. "Care to share what you're thinking about…?"
Michiru met his eyes, but kept her head lowered towards his chest area as she shook her head almost imperceptibly.
He smirked darkly and drew her closer, leaning down to whisper something into her ear. "You had better realize I fully expect you to act like a mature young Queen… I will not take too kindly to the idea of marrying a childish day dreamer of a girl…"
Michiiru stiffened and glanced up at him again. "I can assure you, I am mature enough…" she replied with an even tone, a hint of scorn seeping into the edges of her words.
"Tch…" he scoffed, glancing around quietly as other couples took to the dance floor, swaying to the gentle music that harmoniously filled the hall. "Not mature enough for my taste…"
She glared over his shoulder. "Then why bother to marry me?"
"For your kingdom. With it, I'll become far more powerful than any other ruler… I shall have everything I desire at a single order."
Her eyes narrowed. "So this is all about power…" she clarified. "Nothing more…"
He glanced down at her and smirked. "You knew it from the start. I've grown tired of fighting and losing my men in battle to your armed forces… This way, both kingdoms become mine overnight, and I am free to rule over them as soon as your pathetic late father's crown lays upon my head," he sneered at her.
Michiru bristled and tore free from his arms, giving him a scornful look as she stormed away from him, her cheeks flushed with anger at how vile of a creature Nephrite was.
As she headed towards the doors to leave, someone grabbed her wrist from behind, stopping her. She spun around, thinking it was Nephrite to scold her or something for leaving, but she relaxed when she saw Haruka. She moved to face her, and had to remind herself not to hold onto the other in front of everyone else. Especially now that she was married to Nephrite. "I thought you had left…" she said and looked down as Haruka let go of her wrist and offered her arm, which Michiru took, walking back to where couples and friends danced together.
Haruka put a hand on the side of Michiru's waist formally and gently grasped Michiru's hand in her own, leading her around the dance floor. "I would never leave… I told you I would always be near you…" she murmured, giving her a small hopeful smile.
Michiru looked up at her and smiled back weakly, following Haruka's lead as songs played during the reception. "You were right…" Michiru murmured suddenly.
Haruka tilted her head curiously.
"I should have run away with you," Michiru said, her face looking ready to crumble.
Haruka's heart constricted at the sight and she stopped, pulling Michiru away from the others and led her down a few hallways, finally having to stop when Michiru let out a strained gasp. Haruka turned to look back at the saddened princess and felt her own eyes tear up at the sight of her dearest love hurting so much. She simply gathered her into her arms and stood silently, letting Michiru let everything out onto her shoulder. She said nothing, knowing there wasn't anything she could say that would make the situation any better. She merely rested her chin atop Michiru's head and held her firmly against her body, blinking away the few tears that leaked from her own eyes in nothing but frustration.
"Michi…" she whispered after the young princess had calmed down a little. She rubbed her back tenderly and glanced at her when Michiru moved back a bit to wipe her face and look at her. Haruka couldn't help but sigh and took her hand. "Come on… lets clean you up…" she said, heading to Michiru's bed chamber to help her wash her damp and makeup ridden face.
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Michiru sat quietly in Haruka's lap on her bed, facing her as the blonde gently wiped away the last bit of the makeup off her face. She then looked up at her as Haruka reached back and unpinned her hair, letting it tumble down and loose over her petite shoulders.
"There's my Michi…" Haruka whispered.
Michiru blushed a light rosy shade and smiled a little at the other woman, moving to rest her head on Haruka's shoulder, closing her eyes. "I wish I could fall asleep forever…"
Haruka made a slight snorting sound as she placed her arms loosely around Michiru, keeping her close. "And what? Never see my gorgeous face again?"
Michiru couldn't help but laugh softly. "You're the woman of my dreams, Haruka… I know I would see you again while I slept…"
Haruka couldn't help the surprised expression and the deep scarlet hue of color that rose into her face and across her nose. "Michi…" she breathed.
Michiru lifted her head and looked up at the other. "May I come to sleep with you?"
Haruka raised a brow. "I… well… yes. If you want to."
"Every night…" Michiru added.
Haruka gaped at her slightly. "Michiru, aren't you afraid someone is bound to notice you constantly sneaking out at night? Especially Nephrite?"
Michiru grimaced slightly. "I don't want him knowing where I am at night… I don't trust him… I want to be as far away from him at all times as I can."
Haruka looked at her and then nodded. "Of course you can come and sleep in my room each night. You know I wouldn't turn you away, especially not to that monster of a man…"
Michiru looked relieved and slipped her arms around Haruka's neck, kissing the corner of her lips affectionately. "Thank you… my guardian angel…" she smiled, resting her head upon Haruka's shoulder again with her eyes closed, just calmly revelling in their closeness for as long as she could.
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(( SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO What did you all think? Tell me tell me tell me! Also… you guys had better know shit is totally gonna hit the fan for these two pretty soon xD Oh, Nephrite finally marrying Michiru wasn't the shit hitting the fan? Nope. It was more like the sling shot that actually threw the shit at said fan LOL But yes -w- Keep your eyes peeled for next Saturday! It shall be DRAMATICALLLLLL
Also! This is the type of dress I pictured Michiru wearing : 3 BUT more whiter, with just a hint of the blue 3 2 .tu mblr tumblr_m5gn ppeijC1rskfzmo1_500 .jpg
LOL Just remove the spaces throughout the link for it to work xD))
