Guess what? I had no writer's block this time. Yeah! This story is based on one of my favorite episodes of Ranma ½. Although this story is going to be about Haruka, I decided to use Michiru's POV since Haruka is not going to be herself in this.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon.
Haruka Becomes a Princess
We were fighting a huge youma today. It just appeared out of nowhere. I was planning on having a nice romantic evening with my girlfriend, but no. This thing just had to ruin that. So here we were, all the senshi, wasting our time fighting yet again. And it wasn't going down easy either. We had already been fighting it for an hour. Uranus was clearly getting annoyed. She stepped forward to face the youma one on one. She glared at the youma and it glared back at her. She raised her fist.
"World Shaking!" She screamed as she launched her attack. The youma shot a beam in response. The two attacks collided in the air. As a result, power beams shot all over the place. They crashed into building causing debris to rain from the sky.
"Get down!" I cried to the others. Luckily for us, Saturn decided to help out.
"Silent Wall!" She cried and put up a barrier around us. Unfortunately, Uranus was too far away to be protected. I watched at a medium size piece of stone clonked her on the head.
"Uranus!" I cried out in fear. As soon as the coast was clear, I ran to her side. "Oh Haruka, please be OK." I prayed. Luckily, there was no blood coming from her head. I cradled her head in my lap, crying. I didn't want to lose her. Setsuna bend down beside me.
"Let's take her home to rest." She said. I nodded. That was a good idea. With Jupiter's help, we managed to pick her up and carry her over to the car.
When we got home, we placed Haruka, who had detransformed, on the couch. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a cool cloth for her forehead. I placed it on her head and kneeled down beside her. I few minutes later, she woke up. She rubbed her head.
"Ow, my head." She muttered. I noticed that she had used 'atashi' instead of 'boku'. (Just pretend they're speaking Japanese.)
"Haruka-san, are you OK?" Usagi asked her at once.
"Yeah, I think I'm OK, Usagi-chan." She replied. What was going on here? She had used 'atashi' again, called Usagi 'Usagi-chan' and not 'Kitten' or "Odango', and she was speaking with a more feminine tone then usually. I was worried now.
"What happened to you Haruka?" I asked her worriedly.
"I don't know, Michiru-san." She told me. Ack, now she was calling me 'Michiru-san'! Why had she used that 'san'? The rest of the senshi were beginning to notice Haruka's odd behavior.
"That bump on the head must have caused brain damage of some sort." Ami concluded.
"Is it some form of amnesia?" Makoto asked. That would explain a lot.
"It could be." Ami replied. Oh God, my poor little baby could have amnesia. What if she never remembered who she was? I turned back to her. She had just now looked down at her clothes and screamed.
"Why am I wearing this!" She cried out. I looked at her clothes. They were the same men's clothes she always wore.
"What's wrong with you're clothes?" Usagi asked her. Haruka was having a panic attack.
"Why aren't I wearing a dress or some other pretty clothes?" She asked us. We all shrugged, unsure of what to do. Haruka shot right of the couch and headed upstairs. "Setsuna-san, I'm going to borrow some of your clothes, and then we're going shopping." Haruka hated shopping, unless it was for car parts. What had happened to her? The inners snuck out the door.
"I'm going to investigate her weird behavior." Ami called out before leaving.
An hour later we arrived at the mall. Haruka was wearing something I never knew Setsuna had. She was wearing pink overalls with bunnies on them and a yellow t-shirt. It looked more like something Usagi would wear. I glanced at Setsuna, who shot a 'don't ask or I'll send you back to before dinosaurs became extinct' at me. I sighed and looked at Haruka's face. She was wearing some of my make-up. She never wears make-up. I did have to admit she looked pretty with lipstick and mascara on. She gasped as we entered a clothing store.
"Oh my, I've never seen so many pretty clothes before." She ran over to a display and held up a pink bra. "Isn't this adorable? I would just look so sexy wearing this!" I couldn't stop the nose bleed at the mental image of her wearing that pink bra.
"Michiru-san, now isn't the time for perverted thoughts." Setsuna whispered at me. I nodded and whipped the blood away. I looked back at Haruka, who had ran over to a dress display.
"Wow! This dress is fit for a princess!" She commented on a light pink dress with dark pink ribbons, "I want it!" She turned back to me, Setsuna, and Hotaru with a puppy dog look in her eyes. I sighed.
"Go try it on." I told her. She happily grabbed the dress and ran into the fitting rooms. A few minutes later, she emerged wearing the dress.
"Oh how do I look?" She asked as she spun around, showing of the dress. As weird as it was seeing her in a dress, I had to admit it looked rather good. It showed off a lot, like her sexy legs, bare back, and cleavage. I barely stopped another nose bleed.
"Um, Haruka, where did you get a normal bra from?" Setsuna asked her. I looked up at her. She never wore anything but sport bras. And I defiantly did not see and sport bras sticking out in that dress.
"Oh, I borrowed one of yours." She told Setsuna. Setsuna looked ready to protest, but I stopped her.
"We'll just buy her new bras here." I whispered.
"Haruka-papa sure is acting funny." Hotaru commented. I couldn't agree more.
After buying Haruka a year's supply of girly clothes, we were finally on our way. Haruka was bouncing around all happy about her new clothes. Setsuna turned to talk to me.
"Aren't you concerned about her strange behavior?" She asked me.
"Sort of, but you have to admit, she is a bit cute like this. I could get rather used to her wearing such revealing clothing." I told her. More blood trickled from my nose.
"That is if you don't die of a nose bleed." Setsuna told me and sighed. I whipped the blood away.
"Really Setsuna, no one has ever died from a nose bleed before. I'll be fine." I told her. "I'm sure we can all get used to the new Haruka." I then turned around to look at Haruka. She had stopped walking and was now staring of to the right. She had stars in her eyes.
"Wow, look at that guy!" She said. "He's so dreamy. I want to marry him. He'd make the perfect prince." A vein popped in my head. I screamed.
"That's it! Tonight I'm setting her straight… er gay!" I yelled out. Random people walking by stared at me strangely.
That night, Haruka sat in the living room with Setsuna, chatting about girly crap. Hotaru was already in bed, which was a good thing. I was in my room, putting on the sexiest lingerie I owned. It was black with red laces. If this didn't set Haruka straight, er gay, then I didn't know what would. I walked out of my room, downstairs, and into the living room. I swayed my hips seductively and moved my hands over my body.
"Haruka, baby, ready for bed?" I asked her in the sexiest voice I had. Setsuna coughed into her fist and blushed. Haruka looked at me excitedly. Yes, it was working.
"Wow, Michiru-san, where did you buy that lingerie?" She asked me. "If I wore that for the man of my dreams, I've been having children in no time!" More veins popped in my head. I screamed so loudly, I swear some windows broke. I grabbed a lamp of the table and swung it violently at Haruka.
"Ah, Michiru-san, what are you doing?" She asked as she dodged my swings.
"You, stupid, baka!" I screamed and made contact with her head. She fell to the floor. I gasped at what I had done. What if I killed her? She laid there motionless for a few minutes until…
"Ow! What the hell happened to my head, Michiru?" She asked me. She looked at what she was wearing. "And why the hell am I wearing a damn dress?" I gasped. She was swearing, called me 'Michiru', used 'boku', and was speaking in the masculine tone she always used. I jumped on her and gave her a huge hug.
"You're back to normal!" I cried and tightened the hug. She then noticed what I was wearing.
"Maybe this night isn't so bad after all. Why don't we go to bed now and I can remove this dress?" She told me. I felt another nose bleed coming as I let her up.
"Sounds great to me." I said. With that we went upstairs.
The End!
Well I hoped you loved this one shot. Hope it gave you a laugh. Please review!
