In All The Lights
by moonlw
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This is a story about Haruka and Michiru. It doesn't really go with the sailor moon story at all. I can't really explain what exactly it is, because I'd give the whole story away and there would be no reason to read it, now would there?
I do not own sailor moon or any of its characters (too bad), but the story is entirely mine and if you steal it I will sue you for every penny you got.
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Chapter 1
A girl about the age of 15 in her first year of high school stepped out of her limosine with the hand of her driver. She lifted her sunglasses to reveal all the hotels and casinos of the city of Las Vegas. Almost all the lights, even in the middle of the day, were glimmering and flashing, boasting to all their magnificince. Noting one in particular, the Imperial Palace, the hotel and casino that mostly boasted her heritage. This is where she was staying.
"Will you be needing the car for anything today, miss?" The driver asked Michiru as he helped her out of the limo and shut the door behind her.
"I don't really know, Steven. You gave me your cell phone number right?"
"Yes, mamn."
"Then I shall call you when I need your service."
"I will take your luggage to your suite then, miss."
"Thank you Steven." She looked down the strip and was awed at the size of these hotels. Some covered a whole city block!
She made sure her purse was with her and started walking down the sidewalk. There were many signs showing all the attractions Las Vegas had to offer. She could not read them very well though. Her native language was of course japanese and everything was in english. She mentally kicked herself for not paying more attention in her english classes.
With the lights bothering her vision, she walked down a side street, where things weren't as bright. She looked around for soemthing familiar. Right off, she saw a coffee shop. She couldn't read the name, but recognized the word coffee. She walked in and saw a sign. This she could read. It read 'Please Wait To Be Seated'. She didn't really understand what it meant by seated, but she obeyed and waited. Within no time a waitress greated her.
"Hello and welcome to Starbucks Coffee House, smoking or non smoking?"
Michiru winced. "what is difference smoking and no on smoking?"
She could tell the waitresses looked of pain when she found out that michiru was a foriener. "One second please." She shouted to an employee behind a desk. He rushed up to greet her in her own language.
"Hello and welcome to Starbucks Coffee House, would you like smoking or non smoking?"
"Non smoking please." She answered and noticed the guy's attraction toward her. She could not say the same.
She sat down and glanced at her menu. She could not read it either. The guy noticed her discomfort and rushed over to the desk and brought her a japanese menu. After being served, she looked around at all the happy couples. If only she could have the same pleasure. After all she had looked, not one had met her interest. She was undoubtably doomed to spend the rest of her life alone.
She almost slapped herself, and reminded herself that she was only 15, her life was not over yet.
A girl of 15 years sat in front of her. Her hair was goldish blond and was short cut as a man's, but was feminine at the same time. Her eyes were crystal blue with a sparkle you could think you could see the ocean in, and know they see the same in yours. Her dress she was wearing flowed over her and her breats fit snug inside. Michiru couldn't help but notice how much haruka had matured since she had seen her in their last mission.
"What are you doing here?" Michiru asked taking a sip of her coffee.
Haruka sat back and put a flyaway strand of hair back into place. "Me? Summer Vacation. What about you? The same?" Haruka looked deep into her eyes.
Michiru quickly adverted her glance. "Yes as a matter of fact."
Haruka smirked. "And isn't it odd that we both walked into the same place?"
Michiru knew it was fate, but she wasn't about to admit it. There were too many complications. "Coincidence."
"Why are you being so cold to me? Did I do something wrong?"
Michiru looked into Haruka's deep blue eyes and saw sincerity to the fullest. She almost bled a tear, but blinked it back. There was no way she could tell her what she was feeling. She had no idea what could happen. "No I suppose not. I just have alot on my mind, thats all."
Haruka placed her hand over Michiru's. "Are you sure? We could talk about it if you would like."
Michiru's heart jumped. She could feel her heart racing. "No I don't want to talk, I'm fine, really."
Haruka laughed. "You know I don't believe you, but I trust you'll tell me when you think the time is right."
'If the time ever comes.' Michiru looked over at the sights through her window. There was too many matters on her mind to enjoy the life and excitement all around her. She wished Haruka had never come to Las Vegas and then in a way, she was happier than she had been in years.
Haruka sat back and followed Michiru's gaze. "The wind isn't showing any sign of discontentment, so I trust there won't be any missions."
Michiru managed a small laugh. "Its not that, and I can see you are trying but I'm not going to tell you."
"Hey!" Haruka thorugh her hands up. "Who said I was trying to get you to tell ehatever is bothering you?"
Michiru hid a grin. "Your lying through your teeth."
"Really?" Haruka held an honest expression until they both burst out laughing. "I got tickets to this show at the stratis, wanna come?"
Michiru held her breath. 'Is she asking me on a date?' She mentally slapped herself. 'No! She is only being your friend! Haruka isn't that way!' But a voice inside her told her that she really didn't know who Haruka prefered. "When?"
"Tonight." Haruka handed her a ticket. "Your seat is right next to mine, so you'll see me." At that, she got up and left.
Michiru picked it up and smelled the perfume that still lingered. 'Wait! I forgot to ask her if it was casual or not' She started panicking, and then again realizing it wasn't a date, but then knowing that to her, it was.
by moonlw
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This is a story about Haruka and Michiru. It doesn't really go with the sailor moon story at all. I can't really explain what exactly it is, because I'd give the whole story away and there would be no reason to read it, now would there?
I do not own sailor moon or any of its characters (too bad), but the story is entirely mine and if you steal it I will sue you for every penny you got.
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Chapter 1
A girl about the age of 15 in her first year of high school stepped out of her limosine with the hand of her driver. She lifted her sunglasses to reveal all the hotels and casinos of the city of Las Vegas. Almost all the lights, even in the middle of the day, were glimmering and flashing, boasting to all their magnificince. Noting one in particular, the Imperial Palace, the hotel and casino that mostly boasted her heritage. This is where she was staying.
"Will you be needing the car for anything today, miss?" The driver asked Michiru as he helped her out of the limo and shut the door behind her.
"I don't really know, Steven. You gave me your cell phone number right?"
"Yes, mamn."
"Then I shall call you when I need your service."
"I will take your luggage to your suite then, miss."
"Thank you Steven." She looked down the strip and was awed at the size of these hotels. Some covered a whole city block!
She made sure her purse was with her and started walking down the sidewalk. There were many signs showing all the attractions Las Vegas had to offer. She could not read them very well though. Her native language was of course japanese and everything was in english. She mentally kicked herself for not paying more attention in her english classes.
With the lights bothering her vision, she walked down a side street, where things weren't as bright. She looked around for soemthing familiar. Right off, she saw a coffee shop. She couldn't read the name, but recognized the word coffee. She walked in and saw a sign. This she could read. It read 'Please Wait To Be Seated'. She didn't really understand what it meant by seated, but she obeyed and waited. Within no time a waitress greated her.
"Hello and welcome to Starbucks Coffee House, smoking or non smoking?"
Michiru winced. "what is difference smoking and no on smoking?"
She could tell the waitresses looked of pain when she found out that michiru was a foriener. "One second please." She shouted to an employee behind a desk. He rushed up to greet her in her own language.
"Hello and welcome to Starbucks Coffee House, would you like smoking or non smoking?"
"Non smoking please." She answered and noticed the guy's attraction toward her. She could not say the same.
She sat down and glanced at her menu. She could not read it either. The guy noticed her discomfort and rushed over to the desk and brought her a japanese menu. After being served, she looked around at all the happy couples. If only she could have the same pleasure. After all she had looked, not one had met her interest. She was undoubtably doomed to spend the rest of her life alone.
She almost slapped herself, and reminded herself that she was only 15, her life was not over yet.
A girl of 15 years sat in front of her. Her hair was goldish blond and was short cut as a man's, but was feminine at the same time. Her eyes were crystal blue with a sparkle you could think you could see the ocean in, and know they see the same in yours. Her dress she was wearing flowed over her and her breats fit snug inside. Michiru couldn't help but notice how much haruka had matured since she had seen her in their last mission.
"What are you doing here?" Michiru asked taking a sip of her coffee.
Haruka sat back and put a flyaway strand of hair back into place. "Me? Summer Vacation. What about you? The same?" Haruka looked deep into her eyes.
Michiru quickly adverted her glance. "Yes as a matter of fact."
Haruka smirked. "And isn't it odd that we both walked into the same place?"
Michiru knew it was fate, but she wasn't about to admit it. There were too many complications. "Coincidence."
"Why are you being so cold to me? Did I do something wrong?"
Michiru looked into Haruka's deep blue eyes and saw sincerity to the fullest. She almost bled a tear, but blinked it back. There was no way she could tell her what she was feeling. She had no idea what could happen. "No I suppose not. I just have alot on my mind, thats all."
Haruka placed her hand over Michiru's. "Are you sure? We could talk about it if you would like."
Michiru's heart jumped. She could feel her heart racing. "No I don't want to talk, I'm fine, really."
Haruka laughed. "You know I don't believe you, but I trust you'll tell me when you think the time is right."
'If the time ever comes.' Michiru looked over at the sights through her window. There was too many matters on her mind to enjoy the life and excitement all around her. She wished Haruka had never come to Las Vegas and then in a way, she was happier than she had been in years.
Haruka sat back and followed Michiru's gaze. "The wind isn't showing any sign of discontentment, so I trust there won't be any missions."
Michiru managed a small laugh. "Its not that, and I can see you are trying but I'm not going to tell you."
"Hey!" Haruka thorugh her hands up. "Who said I was trying to get you to tell ehatever is bothering you?"
Michiru hid a grin. "Your lying through your teeth."
"Really?" Haruka held an honest expression until they both burst out laughing. "I got tickets to this show at the stratis, wanna come?"
Michiru held her breath. 'Is she asking me on a date?' She mentally slapped herself. 'No! She is only being your friend! Haruka isn't that way!' But a voice inside her told her that she really didn't know who Haruka prefered. "When?"
"Tonight." Haruka handed her a ticket. "Your seat is right next to mine, so you'll see me." At that, she got up and left.
Michiru picked it up and smelled the perfume that still lingered. 'Wait! I forgot to ask her if it was casual or not' She started panicking, and then again realizing it wasn't a date, but then knowing that to her, it was.