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Chapter One: Family

5:00am Friday morning.

There it was. The annoying high pitched beeping sound of the alarm clock that broke the peaceful sound of the morning.

She let out an annoyed whimper the moment the alarm started to sound and slowly moved her tired hand to press the snooze button and go back to pressing her large and strong frame close to the person besides her.

She wrapped her muscular arm over a curvy waste and pressed her nose to inhale the scent of the sea that her lover carried on her gorgeous aqua hair. Before that, she gave two clumsy open mouth kisses to the person's shoulder, earning a happy moan from the young woman who settled into her lover's embrace.

5:09am

The blonde opened one green eye turned around and pressed the snooze button again. This time, instead of going back to the warmth of the body besides her she pulled the covers off her naked body and lay on her back, letting out a loud yawn that woke anyone that was in the room. She placed her arm over her eyes and tried to squeeze several more minutes of sleep.

5:18am

This time the young beauty besides the blonde slowly sat up on the king size bed and leaned over the tall blonde to finally turn the alarm clock off. "Why do we keep this thing on your side if I am the one that always turns it off, Haruka?"

The blonde shrugged and took advantage of having that gorgeous body on top of hers. "Why do you have to get up so early on a Friday, Michiru?"

"IT is not my fault you don't work on Fridays, Haruka." She whispered before pressing her lips to Haruka's soft cheek. "Besides. We have two houses to pay. Might as well head to work."

"Oh, right." Haruka whispered before throwing the covers aside and getting up. Michiru leaned back and simply admired as the car racer gathered her clothes from the ground. A smile was painted on her face as she took in every soft curve and muscle line the blonde possessed… and it was all hers.

"You are lucky you don't have to work today." Michiru mentioned as she decided it was her time to get up. "I'm off to shower." She declared grabbing the blonde's chin, pecking her lips and smacking her butt.

Haruka knew the drill. Setsuna was going to be late as always. She would raise her voice as she tried her best to get breakfast ready even though Haruka had told her countless of time that breakfast on Fridays was her deal. But Setsuna always said that Haruka's cooking skill weren't the best for Hotaru, especially if the teenager was going to consume it before heading to school.

Haruka was leaning on the kitchen counter, drinking her cup of black coffee while Setsuna ran around, saying that she was late and that she wouldn't be able to take Hotaru to school.

Haruka would always remind her that she was free on Fridays and that she will take care of it. And after running around some more, Setsuna would go to Hotaru, kiss the top of her head, ruffle her hair and then without even thinking it would go to Haruka, kiss her cheek, ruffle her hair also and head out just in time for Michiru to see the interaction.

The violinist shrugged. They had a thing for showing affection. And besides, she wasn't jealous like Haruka was. "I am heading to the recording studio today," Michiru told Haruka before grabbing a proffered cup of coffee. "We might finish the album today."

Haruka smiled brightly at her lover. "Well, that's good news."

"Of course it is," she chuckled, cupped Haruka's jaw and kissed her lower lip. "I will be home around four. You pick up Hotaru?"

"I will don't worry," Haruka said before patting her bottom as she walked away from her.

"Hotaru-chan, see you later alright?" Michiru said before kissing the teenager's head also and turning to Haruka, giving her a playful wink. "Bye."

"Bye-bye," Haruka waved before the door closed, leaving her alone with the growing young girl. "So," she took a sip of her coffee and turned to Hotaru. "Did you get something for Usagi-chan's baby shower?"

Hotaru nodded as she nibbled on the burn toast Setsuna had made for all of them.

"You have? Hmm," she rubbed her chin. "I haven't and I need help deciding what to get her," Haruka said before placing her now empty cup on the counter. "Would you like to go shopping with me and ditch school for today?"

Hotaru's eyes lit up. "Of course! After all I know what Chibiusa likes best!"

"Great! Not like you need to go to school. I mean why are you going to school? Isn't Setsuna teaching you everything?"

"She says I need to learn to interact with people my age," Hotaru said shrugging nonchalantly.

"Want to ditch this place and get some breakfast? My treat."

Hotaru dropped the toast and raised her hands in defeat. "I am in!"

Hotaru loved it when Haruka takes her places. The car that she owned, a yellow Lamborghini Avantor, was packing heat and swiftness and not to mention, Haruka's driving skills were other worldly. No wonder she was the world's fastest…

Haruka also always let her be in the front seat, but, of course, she had to be wearing her seatbelt always. Hotaru guessed that it was the sense of freedom that made riding with Haruka so pleasurable. Hotaru adored Haruka. Well, she adored all three women that had taken upon themselves to raise a death senshi but, Haruka was different, she was the fun one, the one in charge of having a goodtime with her ever since she could remember.

And to think that at one time Haruka wanted Hotaru dead…

Haruka always treated Hotaru like a regular teenager, it was only in the heat of battle that Haruka's pleasantries were changed and she would always addresses Hotaru as an equal, as a senshi, as a warrior…

And yet, here they were, speeding down Tokyo's street, ignoring the many awe faces of the people around them when they saw the expensive car...

They stopped at a local diner and while Haruka only had some French toast the senshi of death ate some teddy bear-shaped pancakes. Terrifying…

"Alright, Hotaru-chan. What did Michiru get for Chibiusa-chan?"

"She got her a crib."

Haruka rolled her eyes. "Wow… that's so Michiru. To get her the most expensive thing…" She chuckled as she took a bite of her French toast."

Hotaru shrugged. "I mean, it is the princess' daughter."

"Hai. But I bet that crib can be turned into a bed later on."

"You got it."

Haruka nodded. "Of course I did. I know that woman like the back of my hand," she grabbed her second cup of coffee of the day and looked down at Hotaru before asking, "and what did Setsuna buy?"

"I think she got her a set of drawers."

"Great. What am I supposed to get her then?"

"How about some clothes?" Hotaru suggested. "A baby will need lots of clothes."

"Yes, but only clothes? I mean wouldn't I look cheap?"

"Haruka-papa, you are not cheap! I can help you get the cutest outfit for her! I am sure that whatever you give to Mamoru-san and Usagi-chan they will really appreciate it."

Haruka smiled and leaned on the table as she watched Hotaru continue eating her breakfast. It was so rare to see the teenager call her Haruka-papa. It was one of the things that she missed of having little Hotaru around.

The blonde sighed and rested her chin on the palm of her hand. "It is a shame that you were not a baby for more than a day. We didn't have the pleasure of buying baby clothes for you…"

Hotaru couldn't help but blush as Haruka's gaze and words and of course the embarrassment. "I am sorry for not being a normal baby."

"You don't have to say you are sorry, Hotaru-chan." She patted her hand. "I did enjoy having you as a toddler."

"Yes, but that too was fast…"

Haruka sighed as she gulped down what was left of her coffee. "Hotaru-chan? Do you still want to go shopping with me or would you rather sit here and mop about your growth spurs?"

"Can I get a new skirt?"

"Deal."

It was a cheerful song. A clear change to the usual sad rhythms produced from her violin. But why should she play sad songs when her heart was filled with happiness and love. She had the life she had wanted before she had awakened as a senshi. She had several albums to call her own, she had a family, she was recording her next album that, if everything went smoothly, will be her next big hit and possibly win her an award.

Michiru was lost in her own word, forgetting everything and everyone around her. She body was encapsulated in a room filled with microphones but her soul was in the sea, relaxing, swimming…

That went on for about a full ten minutes until slowly the sound of her violin was interrupted by the angry snarls and screams of a faceless voice inside Michiru's head.

And before the pure song could take a turn for the worse, she stopped and concentrated on listening to the savage echoes inside of her…

The eaves. She could hear the waves… and they weren't soft or peaceful, they were angry, unruly, and stormy.

How…

Michiru sighed and turned to look at her music engineer Taski. The young man was waving her hand, wondering what was wrong.

Michiru moved forward and pressed a button on the small switchboard of the room and spoke into the microphone. "I am sorry I got distracted."

"That's alright. We did record something nice, though," she said, also pressing a button. "How about you come over here and we can check the track?"

"Sure." She said before placing her violin inside its case and opening a door on the east side of the room. Once again, as soon as she left the recording booth to head to the recording room, she heard the screams, the heavy drums. She shuddered as she tried to guess from which room were those horrible sounds coming from?

She shook her head. She couldn't be imagining this. She could clearly make out a female voice. A loud, hurt and desperate female voice, crying.

Taski opened the door that led to the record room and peaked her head outside to check the long hall. "Neh! Kaioh-san! Are you okay?"

Michiru turned to stare at the brunette. She had known the woman for quite some time now and she was the one in charge of recording and equalizing all of Mcihiru's track. She was also in charge of sending off the CD's to various radio stations.

"Can you hear that?"

Taski tilted her head and closed her eyes. There were a lot of recording rooms down the hall. Maybe one of them hasn't been properly sound proofed. Which was weird. The owner of the building pays good money to have the entire place sealed off. It was part of what the musicians paid when they rented the recording booths and rooms.

Taski heard something. She heard hard drums, screaming, and guitars. She heard a track in fast forward and then rewind. She heard work being done. "Ah I think those are that new band that keeps popping on T.V."

Michiru frowned headed her way. "New band?"

"Yes, I heard the name but I forgot about it." She shrugged and pushed the door open for the gorgeous woman in front of her. "They have been making a ruckus for some time now," Taski began as she pulled a chair for Michiru and sat down in front of a table filled with tiny switches and buttons.

"Is it a female singer?" Michiru asked as she placed the violin case on top of her lap.

"I guess so."

"Why does she sound so angry?"

Taski chuckled and shrugged before looking down at the switchboard. She began to play with it for a while before turning to Michiru and smiling. "Don't all rock star sound angry?"

"But she sounds, especially angry."

"How could you hear her? I could barely make out that there were other people recording." Taski said as she pushed the play button, and the music that Michiru had just played filled the recording boot, swallowing Michiru's fears whole...

Haruka placed her gift bag inside the trunk of her car. Hotaru did the same with the thing that she had managed to buy for Usagi's baby shower. The excitement in her face couldn't be wipe away by anything in the world! She was about to visit Chibiusa. Well, sort of. She was going to be celebrating the fact that she was soon to be born in this timeline, and she couldn't wait to old her in her arms again.

"We got some great stuff!" Hotaru exclaimed as she patted her hands together.

"Is everything there, Hotaru-chan?" Haruka asked not before seeing two cars driving to the large garage. "Ah! Just in time, Michiru and Setsuna are here," she turned to Hotaru and handed her the car keys. "Start the car while I help them with their gifts. I am sure they are heavy."

"Okay!"

Haruka chuckled teasingly as she saw Setsuna get out of the car and run to the house. "We are super late!" She announced running inside the house. "I'm going to get my gifts."

"Do you want some help with that, Setsuna?" Haruka asked.

"I am fine, bye!"

Michiru got out of the car took of her glasses and locked her blue eyes with Haruka's green ones. She had been wanting to talk to her ever since she heard the sounds coming from the recording room and to tell her about the new feelings she was having. The feeling of the angry sea and the loud wind.

In a second's time, Haruka's cheerful face was washed away and turned into an angry visage and suddenly, she could feel it too. She felt the wind, raging hard and loud in her head. Without a second thought she dashed to Michiru, wrapped her arms around her waist t and held her close. "What happened?"

Michiru shook her head as Hotaru's worried gaze fell on her. She leaned into Haruka's ear while her hand trailed a soft yet short trail from her neck to the back of her head. She turned her lover, kissed her lips and shook her head. "We will talk later." She whispered.

Haruka nodded against and squeezed her smaller body to hers. "Are you alright?"

"Yes," Michiru answered back.

Haruka's tension slipped away and she got comfortable around her sea senshi. "Good."

"Are you okay, Haruka?"

"If you are okay. I am okay." And she parted, rubbing Michiru's face with the back of her hand and kissing her forehead, a promise that her words spoke the truth and that she truly was fine. "Come, I'll help you with the crib."

How did they managed to fit everyone in Haruka's sport car? How did they managed to place the box of the crib inside Haruka's car trunk?

Magic.

The ride to Rei's shrine was filled with giggles and laughter as the outer family decided on what to do for the weekend.

Hotaru suggested a pizza and movie night for Saturday while Michiru mentioned she wanted to go out to a park.

Haruka agreed to both while Setsuna simply declared that she was fine with whatever they wanted to do. Michiru mentioned that on Sunday it was Haruka's turn to cook and the blonde suggested to go out and eat. After all, they needed to stay alive to protect the princess. Dying of a food poisoning would be too sad.

As soon as they arrived they say Ami. The young girl was getting out of her own car, tired of course. She was probably studying.

Hotaru was the first to get out of the car and run to her to say hi. They learned that they were the last ones to arrive.

Makoto was the first one to arrive with the cake, which was a very pink castle with small rabbits and moons all over.

Minako was the second one to arrive with a bunch of gifts. Haruka was taken back the moment she saw the table filled with gifts.

Michiru was holding Haruka's and Hotaru's bag while Haruka held the large paper wrapped box against her. Of course Haruka was smart enough to place it on the ground.

Rei was already there. She had changed off of her usual priestess outfit and sat with the rest as if she was yet another guest.

Usagi and Mamoru were also there. Usagi was sitting down while Mamoru wouldn't settle down and enjoy the day. He kept asking Usagi if she needed something and of course, the princess would ask for snacks.

She needed to feed Chibiusa too and that meant a lot!

After talking and eating cake, Rei and Minako decided that it was time to open the gifts, and after a lot of diapers things starting to get a little too adorable.

"Kawaii!" Usagi squealed as she pulled a pair of small bunny aw shaped boots from the gift bag. Mamo-chan! Look!" She waved them and then placed them on top of her really swollen stomach.

"They are adorable, Usako," Mamoru said, sitting right next to Usagi and helping her put the gifts away as soon as she saw what it was, and that meant picking them from the top of her stomach.

"Thank you, Ami-chan!"

The young soon-to-be doctor couldn't help but smile as Usagi saw the last item of her costume that she had bought for the baby.

"Mine is next!" Setsuna eyed Haruka. Without another word, Haruka stood up, walked over with Setsuna and helped her with her two packages. "These are mine," Setsuna said as she gave one to Usagi and the other one to Mamoru. "They are exactly the same, but I got you two. I know you will need them after seeing how much clothes you have for her now."

"It goes with what Michiru got you," Haruka added before going back to sit beside Michiru. "I didn't know you got her a crib that can be turned into a bed," she said, leaning so only Michiru could hear her.

"Only the best for our future princess."

"Wow!" Usagi squealed louder before turning to look at Mamoru. "We are made! We don't have to buy furniture for Chibiusa!" She let out a soft sob as she let go of the now torn wrapping paper. "Everyone… Thanks-"and then came a loud hiccup.

Usagi was truly overwhelmed. Everyone had taken time out of their busy lives to pass sometime with her at Rei's shrine to celebrate the baby shower. She was seven and a half months along and filled with exuberating happiness.

After the fight with Galaxia, a time of piece fell upon Earth. IT had been over four years since that fight and all of the warriors had moved on little by little. For example, Ami was already in medical school. She had taken a lot of classes through those four years to jump ahead and get where she was now.

Rei had become the head priest of the shrine after her grandfather passed away a couple of years back. It was a dark moment for her but with her friends beside her, she was able to pull through and be who she always wanted to be.

Makoto was able to open her own bakery, with a little help of Haruka and Michiru as her patron. Minako was a singing teacher at Hotaru's school.

Michiru was an independent artist who funded her own career, paid for the distribution of her albums, etc.

Setsuna was a scientists in a well-known company. Hotaru was a normal teenager while Mamoru was a scholar who teaches at Tokyo University.

And Haruka…

Haruka was still the fastest. And she was well known throughout Japan not only because of her awards and many trophies but also because of her relationship with Michiru, the great violinist.

Usagi was glad that everyone had made it and so did she. She was married to the love of her life, living in peace and waiting for her first born. Life couldn't get any better.

Usagi grabbed the last gift bag and began to dig through the tissue paper until she pulled out a small overall. The overall had small moon shapes all over which made her squeal. Then, she pulled the tiniest hoodie she had ever seen. The hoodie was pink and on the head cover, it had bunny ears. Everyone reacted the same way. They "aww'ed" and held each other's hand as if they were imagining baby Chibiusa dressed in the cute outfit.

Mamoru couldn't help but to take them in his hands and be marveled at the cuteness. "This is adorable," he declared as he moved the baby clothing for everyone to see.

"You ought that? You actually chose and bought that?" Michiru asked before raising a playful eyebrow at Haruka.

"Of course," she answered. "I know how to get cute baby stuff. I just never really had the chance to expose my talent.

"Good to know then," Michiru whispered close to her ear as one hand dipped in between the racer's thighs.

Haruka was in the process of swallowing a gulp of water she had taken from her bottle when she felt the delicate hands intimately rubbing her strong legs. She coughed and moved back as she choked, not wanting to get her shirt wet. She then turned to the blue haired swimmer and frowned. "Michiru…" She growled almost, warning her to be careful and that she didn't wanted this kind of interaction in front of the others.

Michiru ignored her since her eyes were glued to Usagi who, yet again, was crying due to the cuteness of the gift. "Oh Haruka. You should wear skirts regularly, she said softly as she gave the pant-covered inner thigh a firm squeeze. "This could've been so much easier."

Haruka pressed her thighs together in order to stop Mcihiru's sneaky hand. Thankfully everyone were bullying Usagi and calling her a cry baby to notice the interaction between both women. "S-Stop," Haruka said shuddering and grabbing her wrist to pull the hand away from her crotch. Quickly, she brought the hand to her face and gave it a firm kiss. She could feel Michiru quiver and knew that the woman was making fun of her. She turned and there she was, laughing. Haruka gave her an annoyed glance which Michiru answered with a playful wink. "What has gotten into you? In front of everyone?" Haruka shook her head.

"Am I bothering you?" Michiru asked, smirking.

"Not yet…"

Their teasing and playfulness was cut short when Mamoru stood up. "Excuse me, everyone. U just wanted to say a couple of things," he began before placing one hand on Usagi's shoulder.

"Don't cry, Mamo-chan!" Minako teased, waving her hand around as she tried to get his attention.

"Five bucks he chokes up," Minako muttered as she looked inside her purse.

"Stop it, guys! Let him speak," Ami said as she shyly tried to get them to settle down and also grabbing Minako's money.

"First of all, I want to thank all of you for being here and specially to Rei for lending us her place."

"You are very welcome, you can do any kind of activities in my shrine and I must add that I can legally marry people now, so…" she looked around. "Who's going to get married next?"

Everyone turned to eye the other senshis, especially Haruka and Michiru.

"Can you let the man speak?" Haruka growled, as a soft shade of pink covered the top of her nose.

"Well, I-"

"Thank you! All the gifts were lovely and deeply appreciated," Usagi interjected him. "Mamo-chan and I are really overjoyed to be sharing this with all of you."

"We really cannot put it into words. I am so happy to be married to Usako and…" he sighed, trying his hardest to contain his emotions. After leaving Japan, after the explosion in the plane, he thought that he would never see Usagi again, so the fact that he was there, alive touching Usagi's stomach and therefore touching Chibiusa made him choke up a bit.

"It's alright, Mamo-chan."

"It really is the best feeing though. Being here with you all, Usako, and Chibiusa is just a couple of months away," he smiled down at her and petted her stomach as if wanting all the love that he was feeling at the moment would get through his unborn child. "I can't wait to feel like an overprotective father again…"

Haruka couldn't help but feel touched by their interaction. Absentmindedly, she squeezed Michiru's hand. The sea senshi had long forgotten their playful antics as they both stared at Usagi and Mamoru.

"I can't wait to simply hold her. To think that this child is made of pure unaltered love. Not a lot of people can be as lucky as us," Mamoru said before pressing his lips on top of Usagi's head.

Haruka swallowed hard. This time it was Michiru who pulled her callused hand close to her face before giving Haruka's ring finger a soft kiss…

The day went by smoothly. Everyone took turns to take pictures with Usagi, behind the large cake. Mamoru was up first. He stood besides his wife, cradling her stomach in his large hands. In his face you could see the pride bursting out like a beaming light.

Next up were the inner senshis. Each of them made a silly pose while Usagi stood in the middle laughing at her friends' crazy antics. They have not changed at all. Then it was the outer senshis' turn. Haruka and Michiru stood alongside Usagi. Both of their hands absentmindedly moved to cradle the heavy belly as if yearning for something.

In that moment, Haruka felt something inside of her stir. Long forgotten was the rest of the world, which included Minako holding a camera and asking her to look at her in order to take a good picture. The blonde nonchalantly interlocked her fingers with Michiru's underneath Usagi's stomach as if wanting to relieve the younger girl of the weight.

For a second time in that day, Haruka swallowed hard as if wanting to keep herself at bay while her fingers casually stroked the bloated abdomen as if her very soul wanted to show the child the love and devotion the soldier felt for the woman carrying that child.

And yet, as she felt her heart about to burst with pride, she also felt an unknown and strange emptiness inside of her very core. It was an emptiness that she, of all people had not felt ever before.

She looked at Michiru for refuge as she always did when she felt lost and confused and to her comfort, Michiru had her eyes locked with Haruka, as if sensing that there was something bothering her lover.

Haruka knew that Michiru would ask her what was bothering her later on during the day, so the best thing to do at the moment was to ignore what was bothering her pushing it deep inside. So, being herself, Haruka moved her hand away from Michiru's and darted her green eyes to study Usagi's love-filled face.

The princess' happiness was so contagious that Haruka's next reaction was to laugh and wrap a protective arm around her waist as they posed for another picture.

Her main duty was to protect the princess. Everything else had to fall into a second or even third place, and that included that new found emptiness that began to eat her away.

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