Disclaimer-I do not own sailor moon.
James Birdsong-Thank you :)
Petiyaka-no, she won't change her mind lol. haruka had to get her stubborness from someone...or someones :D
4 Years Later
Running a hand through her sandy hair, Haruka stretched lazily before rolling out of bed. She went to her closet and randomly threw on some clothes that she wouldn't mind getting dirty. She rubbed
the sleep out of her eyes and slowly padded down to the kitchen.
"Morning, Haruka," Mizuki smiled warmly as her teenage daughter stumbled into the kitchen.
"Morning, mom" Haruka mumbled around a yawn. "Is dad still here?"
"No, he went into work early this morning. I swear your dad loves the track more than anything else." Mizuki said. She walked over to the fridge and pulled out a few eggs. "How do you want your
eggs today, sweetie?"
Haruka poured herself a cup of orange juice and leaned against the counter. "Umm...scrambled sounds good. Do you need any help?"
"No, I have it, dear, but thank you. Are you hungry for anything else?"
"Pancakes...?"
"That sounds more like a question, but I guess I can make a few. Pull out the mix from the pantry and I'll have breakfast ready in a few minutes."
"Ok," Haruka said as she reached for the pancake mix. "So, do you think dad will get transferred to America?" she asked as she set the mix down next to her mother.
Mizuki smiled as she popped open the top of the instant mix jug," I sure hope so. It'll mean more money, and you'll be able to put the English you learned to good use."
"That'd be cool, I guess," Haruka said withough much emotion as she sat down at the table.
"Oh, honey, I know that if your dad gets this promotion then you'll have to leave your friends behind. But, you know, this will be a good thing for all of us. Your dad and I have been having problems
lately, and I think moving will help boost your dad's self-esteem and put him at ease. He works very hard to provide for us and hardly has time to relax. Besides, you can make new friends and keep in
touch with your friends now by mail."
"Sure, mom" Haruka said slowly, "It does sound kinda cool."
"But?" Mizuki asked as she set a plate of hot pancakes and eggs in front of her daughter.
"But it would be weird not knowing anyone at all...and I'd have to speak English all the time."
"True, but it's a good learning experience."
"Yeah, I guess so."
"Mmhmm. Well, we shouldn't get our hopes up either way. Your dad said he would call when he found out. Now then, finish up your breakfast before Yusuke gets here. I wouldn't want you to be late
and get behind on what cars you are suppose to wash."
Smiling at how easily her mom accepted her spending time at the track, Haruka began to wolf down her food. She hoped that one day her mom would be able to maybe think about her being in a
racecar as not such a bad thing.
Yusuke and Haruka jostled each other playfully as they washed one of the racecars. They were in no rush to finish washing because they knew they would be bored with nothing else to do; all of the
cars were in good condition and the building had been cleaned by hired help for the races that were going to take place the next weekend.
"You jerk, "Yusuke grumbled when Haruka threw a soaked rag at him.
"Alls fair-"
"In love and war, yeah yeah,"Yusuke finished with a chuckle. "Let's get this stuff cleaned up before Toshio chews our asses out," the lanky youth said as he picked up two buckets of soapy water.
Picking up all the rags, Haruka followed the dark haired boy into the storage room. "Yeah, he can be a tough old buzzard. It sucks he won't let us do more work on the cars. I mean, we both know how
to work under the hood and keep the exterior perfect."
"No kidding," Yusuke said as he dumped the two buckets in a drain. "We've been learning everything about these cars for the last seven years and they haven't once let us drive. It's like we're
inexperienced kids!"
"You are inexperienced kids," a dry voice grunted and caused the two teens to jump in fright. Turning around, the two sighed in relief that it was Ryu and not Toshio who had overhear their complaints.
"Hey, dad,"Haruka said as she playfully swung at him.
"So, you punks aren't too happy with not being able to drive, huh?"
The two looked down guiltily as Ryu laughed in amusement.
"It's not funny,'Yusuke grumbled. "You and Toshio said you'd teach us when we knew how to work on them."
"Yeah, dad, so when are we going to learn how to drive?"
Ruffling the two kids' hairs, Ryu steered them towards the pit where a blue racecar was idling. "Well, Toshio and I decided we will teach you when something special happens."
"Awwwww," the two teens groaned. "What exactly is considered special?"
"Weeeeeell, me getting the promotion in America sure is something special he said with a wink. For a moment their was a stunned silence and then-
"DAD THAT'S AWESOME!" his blonde child yelled as she hugged him fiercely.
Laughing, Ryu pulled the both of them two him and said,"So, to celebrate, I'm going to let both of you drive a couple of laps around the track after I call Mizuki." With that he went to his office to tell his
wife the good news.
Haruka and Yusuked were chattering excitedly when Yusuke abruptly fell silent.
"What's wrong?" Haruka asked.
"You're going to be leaving. You'll be in America and I'll be here."
"Oh...well, we can always write and call each other,"Haruka said softly.
"That's not the same, "he muttered sadly.
Before Haruka could respond, Ryu came out of his office and asked who wanted to drive first.
Haruka was beyond happy. This was her third set around the track. At first, her and Yusuke were a little shaky to be driving such a powerful machine, but they eventually eased into the speed of the
cars. They were thrilled that these vehicles were similar in handling to regular cars, even if they were built for more speed.
Ryu was ecstatic at how easily his daughter controlled the car. Driving was, of course, easy, but Haruka had a natural feel for the speed of the race. She moved around the track effortlessly. As they
neared the pit, he motioned for her to stop for a rest.
Pulling herself out of the car, Haruka began to jabber to her dad about how amazing driving was. Normally, Yusuke would immediately join in, but he was unusually quiet. Stopping to see why her
friend, or any of the other guys for that matter, were not joining in the conversation, Haruka stopped dead in her tracks. Mizuki stood there beside Toshio with a pale face and dark, angry eyes.
Haruka could hear her parents still arguing in the kitchen. Ever since she had gone to surprise her husband with a celebratory lunch, Mizuki had done nothing but yell at Ryu for allowing Haruka to be in
a racecar; to drive a racecar. She never wanted Haruka to go near that track again or any track in America.
Ryu, however, had other plans. He had, for fourteen years, let his wife supress his love of racing. His daughter had to deal with it for seven years. He was determined to continue doing what he truly
loved. And he wanted Haruka to follow in his footsteps with racing like she did the piano for her mother.
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