Title: Love
Author: OuterGoddesses
e-mail: OuterGoddesses@yahoo.com
Rated: R
Disclaimer: The song "Love" is by John Lennon and is a
registered tradmark of Lenono Records. Haruka and Michiru
are a tradmark of Naoko Takeuchi. I'm just borrowing them
for a little while.
Anything between () are song lyrics.
Love
Haruka sat at her piano, casually touching the keys without
really intending to play anything. 'I should cheer up,' she
thought bitterly. 'Michiru will be home from her tour in a
few days...'
She was home alone, sitting in nothing but her robe.
"Kami... I miss you Michiru..." she murmured pitifully.
(Love is real, real is love)
She remembered the first time she gazed into Michiru's
beautiful eyes. Not in this life, but in the Silver
Millenium. Somehow, Haruka had felt their destiny became
forever sealed on the day the Silver Millenium ended...
(Love is feeling, feeling love)
Until they met again, in this life, Haruka had always felt
a deep emptiness in her heart. As if something was missing.
And now that Michiru was gone on tour, she had a vague idea
of what it had felt like back before they met again.
Those feelings had been long sealed, but three months apart
was beginning to take it's toll on Haruka. She missed her
little sea nymph.
(Love is wanting to be loved)
All she wanted was to look into Michiru's bright eyes and
worship her like some long lost goddess... And to have
Michiru return the affection.
(Love is touch, touch is love)
"Eep!" Haruka yelped as a pair of warm hands slid down her
arms. She didn't have to turn around to know who it was.
She knew Michiru's touch better than she knew her native
language.
Haruka leaned her head back against the soft cushioning of
Michiru's clothed breasts and smiled up at her soulmate.
"You're home early..." Haruka said softly.
"Shhh..." Michiru hummed, putting a finger over Haruka's
lips.
(Love is reaching, reaching love)
The two of them slowly ascended the stairs to their
bedroom. Haruka reached out and pulled Michiru close as
the door closed behind them.
(Love is asking to be loved)
"Michiru?" Haruka whispered against Michiru's ear. Her
hands were already working on untying the silk scarf tied
around Michiru's waist as a mock-belt.
"Hai..." Michiru replied breathlessly.
(Love is you)
"Ashiteru Michiru..." Haruka said softly.
"Ashiteru..." Michiru's melodic voice hummed as Haruka
unzipped the back of Michiru's dress.
Haruka was convinced that she could die a happy person. She
had her soulmate... And never planned to leave her.
(You and me)
It was a seldom thing to see the two of them apart in fact.
Haruka knew that the other senshi commented that she just
didn't seem right without Michiru... as if she'd gotten
part of her body cut off.
Haruka smiled as she slid Michiru's dress off. She already
felt as if part of her soul had returned...
(Love is knowing
We can be)
There was a time when Haruka didn't know if the two of them
could really make it as lovers. As far as she was
concerned, they never had been lovers. All she knew was
that Michiru was part of her heart and soul... which made
her more than a lover.
Once Haruka had realized that, the two of them had been
able to go to limits their hearts had never known before...
(Love is free, free is love)
They fell onto the bed, engaged in a long kiss. Their hands
reaquainted themselves with the other's body.
(Love is living, living love)
Their voices echoes through the empty house as they moved
against one another, closing the emptiness Haruka had felt
since Michiru's plane had left the ground three months
earlier.
She lifted her head when she heard Michiru sniffle
slightly.
"I've missed you so much..." Michiru said tearfully.
Haruka softly licked away the tears streaming from
Michiru's eyes. "I've missed you too Michiru..." She could
feel tears in her own eyes as she captured Michiru's mouth
in another kiss.
(Love is needing to be loved)
Until they had been forced to be apart, Haruka had only
thought she wanted Michiru's love. Now she knew she didn't
want it... It was something she needed in order to survive.
The End
A/N: I have always felt Haruka and Michiru were more than
just simply lovers. Their love is pure and complete and
more than something physical. Their love is the long and
lasting bond of soulmates.
Author: OuterGoddesses
e-mail: OuterGoddesses@yahoo.com
Rated: R
Disclaimer: The song "Love" is by John Lennon and is a
registered tradmark of Lenono Records. Haruka and Michiru
are a tradmark of Naoko Takeuchi. I'm just borrowing them
for a little while.
Anything between () are song lyrics.
Love
Haruka sat at her piano, casually touching the keys without
really intending to play anything. 'I should cheer up,' she
thought bitterly. 'Michiru will be home from her tour in a
few days...'
She was home alone, sitting in nothing but her robe.
"Kami... I miss you Michiru..." she murmured pitifully.
(Love is real, real is love)
She remembered the first time she gazed into Michiru's
beautiful eyes. Not in this life, but in the Silver
Millenium. Somehow, Haruka had felt their destiny became
forever sealed on the day the Silver Millenium ended...
(Love is feeling, feeling love)
Until they met again, in this life, Haruka had always felt
a deep emptiness in her heart. As if something was missing.
And now that Michiru was gone on tour, she had a vague idea
of what it had felt like back before they met again.
Those feelings had been long sealed, but three months apart
was beginning to take it's toll on Haruka. She missed her
little sea nymph.
(Love is wanting to be loved)
All she wanted was to look into Michiru's bright eyes and
worship her like some long lost goddess... And to have
Michiru return the affection.
(Love is touch, touch is love)
"Eep!" Haruka yelped as a pair of warm hands slid down her
arms. She didn't have to turn around to know who it was.
She knew Michiru's touch better than she knew her native
language.
Haruka leaned her head back against the soft cushioning of
Michiru's clothed breasts and smiled up at her soulmate.
"You're home early..." Haruka said softly.
"Shhh..." Michiru hummed, putting a finger over Haruka's
lips.
(Love is reaching, reaching love)
The two of them slowly ascended the stairs to their
bedroom. Haruka reached out and pulled Michiru close as
the door closed behind them.
(Love is asking to be loved)
"Michiru?" Haruka whispered against Michiru's ear. Her
hands were already working on untying the silk scarf tied
around Michiru's waist as a mock-belt.
"Hai..." Michiru replied breathlessly.
(Love is you)
"Ashiteru Michiru..." Haruka said softly.
"Ashiteru..." Michiru's melodic voice hummed as Haruka
unzipped the back of Michiru's dress.
Haruka was convinced that she could die a happy person. She
had her soulmate... And never planned to leave her.
(You and me)
It was a seldom thing to see the two of them apart in fact.
Haruka knew that the other senshi commented that she just
didn't seem right without Michiru... as if she'd gotten
part of her body cut off.
Haruka smiled as she slid Michiru's dress off. She already
felt as if part of her soul had returned...
(Love is knowing
We can be)
There was a time when Haruka didn't know if the two of them
could really make it as lovers. As far as she was
concerned, they never had been lovers. All she knew was
that Michiru was part of her heart and soul... which made
her more than a lover.
Once Haruka had realized that, the two of them had been
able to go to limits their hearts had never known before...
(Love is free, free is love)
They fell onto the bed, engaged in a long kiss. Their hands
reaquainted themselves with the other's body.
(Love is living, living love)
Their voices echoes through the empty house as they moved
against one another, closing the emptiness Haruka had felt
since Michiru's plane had left the ground three months
earlier.
She lifted her head when she heard Michiru sniffle
slightly.
"I've missed you so much..." Michiru said tearfully.
Haruka softly licked away the tears streaming from
Michiru's eyes. "I've missed you too Michiru..." She could
feel tears in her own eyes as she captured Michiru's mouth
in another kiss.
(Love is needing to be loved)
Until they had been forced to be apart, Haruka had only
thought she wanted Michiru's love. Now she knew she didn't
want it... It was something she needed in order to survive.
The End
A/N: I have always felt Haruka and Michiru were more than
just simply lovers. Their love is pure and complete and
more than something physical. Their love is the long and
lasting bond of soulmates.