DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sailor Moon. Thank you to Takeuchi-sama for giving us such awesome characters to play with.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: While I have changed to posting each chapter one at a time, I have not changed the writing style. You all are still going to get both POVs, just not together anymore.

Also, I will post the second POV as soon as the first one receives a minimum of 10 reviews.

The Concert

Michiru Kaioh

"For a little bit?" I asked sweetly, hoping to change Haruka's mind.

I leaned back against my dressing room door and clasped my hands in front of me. Haruka looked into my eyes. I hoped to convey my desire for her to stay through my eyes. Her teal blue eyes were clouded with confusion and her hesitation was making me nervous. I felt I had to say something or Haruka would leave.

"We never had a chance to dance," I twittered and put my hand in front of my mouth.

"Dance? Oh…yeah," Haruka stuttered.

Haruka's teal blue eyes were still clouded with confusion, but now I saw a ray of desire peaking through. I felt drawn to Haruka. There was just something about her. Our bodies involuntarily leaned towards each other.

I brought my face close to Haruka's and tilted my head slightly in anticipation. Haruka stared into my eyes and hesitated, so I closed my eyes, hoping to lessen her apprehension. This must have worked, because I felt her finger under my chin, raising my lips up to hers. I waited for her lips on mine, but nothing happened. I opened my eyes and saw Haruka staring at something.

"Haruka?" I asked softly and turned my head to see what she was staring at so intensely.

Eri and her wife were returning to the accompanist's dressing room. They were quite engrossed in each other. When Eri finally saw Haruka and me staring at her, she smiled shyly.

"Kaioh-san?" Eri asked sheepishly as she disengaged herself from her wife's embrace.

"Okuwaka-san," I responded, quite irritated by the interruption.

Haruka continued to stare at the couple and stepped away from me.

"Kaioh-san, this is my wife, Nanto Shizuka."

"It is nice to finally meet you Nanto-san," I pasted on my best fake smile and bowed, "This is…"

"No introductions are necessary for Tenoh Haruka, Japan's number one racer," Eri gushed and bowed.

For some strange reason, I felt a twinge of jealousy, but dismissed it quickly.

"Nice to finally put a face with the voice," Haruka teased.

Eri looked at Haruka puzzled by the sexual teasing. When she finally realized what Haruka was alluding to, she turned fifty shades of red and buried her face in her wife's shoulder. I giggled and Haruka laughed.

"Well, Shizuka and I need to get going. We have a lot to do before I have to leave. Three months is a long time to be apart," Eri said.

We bowed at the happy couple and they disappeared into Eri's dressing room. I looked into Haruka's eyes and saw the sadness she tried to hide from me. I felt the exact same sadness.

"Haruka?"

"Michiru," Haruka whispered in my ear as she gently pressed me against my dressing room door.

"Haruka…," I moaned softly.

Haruka pressed her lips to mine. I felt the kiss down to my toes and it made my knees go weak. I wrapped my arms around her neck to keep my legs from buckling under me. I pulled Haruka closer, trying to deepen our kiss. Suddenly, she broke our kiss.

"Haruka?" I asked confused.

"Michiru, let's get out of the hallway."

I quickly opened my dressing room door and pulled Haruka inside.

"Michiru?"

"Haruka…," I said seductively, wrapping my arms around her neck, trying to resume our kiss.

Haruka leaned down and captured my lips again. I tightened my arms around her neck, bringing her down to me. My body was aflame and my desire was now out of control. I wanted Haruka in my bed. She wrapped her arms around me and brought me up to her, her lips never leaving mine. I tentatively opened my mouth slightly and my tongue shyly asked for entrance.

"Michiru?" Haruka asked and broke our kiss.

"Hai?" I sighed.

My mind was reeling with insecurity. I did not understand why she broke our kiss after I tried to deepen it.

"Are you really leaving for three months in two days?"

"Hai Haruka. My new tour leaves for New York City in two days and it concludes in San Francisco after three months."

The look on Haruka's face was like an arrow through my heart. I wished I could cancel the upcoming tour, but I knew I could not. There was no way for me to make Haruka feel better and I felt as helpless as she looked.

"Michiru, I…," Haruka choked.

"Haruka, I do not wish to leave right now either," I voiced what we both were feeling.

Haruka took me in her arms and held me tightly. I wanted to cry, but I could not do that to Haruka, whose bravado was quickly crumbling. She stared into my eyes, silently begging for some sort of answer, but I did not know the question.