*Author's Note*
I hope you enjoy reading this story just as
much as I had writing it! Story still in the
progress of completion...
I do not own Sailor Moon characters, including
Haruka and Michiru.
^-^ Arrigatou...


Heavenly Angel Part 1
by Meiko-chan
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The bow of the violin played gently between the slender
fingers as the soft tune flowed around Michiru's body, taking
her form and smoothing over her soft skin like velvet petals on
a rose. She closed her eyes calmly against the music, playing the
love song that she and Haruka shared. Remembering back to the
time when she and Haruka first met, she had just noticed her out
of the corner of her eyes. Old memories started to flood back to
her mind as she started to play the soft song into a more vigorous
and fast paced solo.


Flashes of bright white light passed by in an instant. Headlights
beaming down on the road could be seen rushing by. Haruka let
the car fly down the highway in great speed, feeling the adrenaline
rush through her body. They were after her. She pushed down hard
on the gas pedal, racing down the lane at over 200 miles/hour.
There was a sudden rush of panic rising through her spine as she
looked back into the rear view mirror. She could see the dark black
car fast approaching hers. She took a quick swerve towards the rail
that ran along the road of the highway.


The strumming of the violin grew quicker and quicker as her pace
grew to its highest peak. Michiru's bow flew across the strings,
playing wild music as she constantly continued to play the rapid
speed of the song.


The car skid across the road as it smashed into the rail that trailed
along the roadside. Haruka suddenly was brought forward into
the wheel of the car, and dove right through the front of the car.
The glass shattered as her body was brought forward through the
broken window, glass piercing into her body, as she felt suddenly
dizzy.
"Why is this happening to me..." she thought to herself, "Michiru...
where are you..."
A trail of blood ran from her forehead down to her chin as she took
in one last breath before she passed away.


Michiru, on the verge of exploding her violin any minute suddenly
stopped, taking in a deep breath. She opened her eyes widely and
looked around the room as if she heard a silent scream call out to her.
Her heart started to beat fast as she felt something having gone wrong.
A piece of her heart had suddenly torn apart from within, leaving an
open wound to the tender cold air. Her heart ached, and her mind was
swarming with terrible memories of the past.


The night became dark, as the black car slowed down and pulled over
to the side of the road. A figure stepped out from the passenger
seat and slowly moved its way over to the crashed vehicle. Rain
started to pour down from the heavens as Haruka's body lay on the
hood of the car, blood smeared across the broken bits of glass and
spreading out to spill out off the side of the car. The man inspected
the body to see if it was still alive, checking to see if there was a
pulse. From the drivers seat of the car came a woman, dressed in a
business like fashion all in black as she slowly made her way over to
her partner. She looked up at her partner's sober face and noticed a
glint of success in his eyes. He turned to look at her, releasing
Haruka's wrist as a smile creased from cheek to cheek.
"He's dead..." he said. The woman nodded her head, her dark blue
eyes darting over to take a glance at the torn body halfway through
the broken window. She swiftly made a turn and started to head towards
the black car that was parked only near by. The male figure followed
behind and took his place in the drivers seat, as the woman took her
seat in the passenger seat, pulling the seat belt over her waist and
buckling in.
"Rui-kun..." the woman asked the male known at Rui as she locked the
buckle in place.
"Where to, Keiyra-san?" He looked over to Keiyra as she settled down
in her seat.
"Let's go back to headquarters."


Michiru tried to sleep in the dark night, but something had awoken her.
There was something that had called out her name which was haunting her
ever since she finished playing her violin. She tried to focus on
keeping her mind clear of past memories, but they would just not go
away. She stood up from her bed and headed towards the kitchen to get
a glass of cold milk to keep her awake for a while, when the phone rang.
*Bring Bring!*
Glancing over at the digital numbers on the stove, which displayed
2:30 AM, she started to wonder who the phone call could be from.
She slowly reached over to the phone and picked it up, leaning her
ear against it."Hello?" There was a soft breathing on the other side
of the line. Michiru started to wonder if it was some prank call in
the middle of the night.
"Hello... is this Kaioh Michiru?" asked a soft voice, sounding a
little bit nervous.
"Yes it is... who is this?" wondering worriedly... her hands starting
to shake a bit from the tension and worriedness...
"Michiru, thank goodness I got a hold of you... something happened to
Haruka."
Her eyes widened in horror, curiousity and pain overriding her as she
was told of the accident that had happened. She ran out of the house,
heading towards the hospital in search of Haruka's body. The car
swerved down the road from left to right, thoughts rushing through
her head, thinking that it was not possible for Haruka to have died
just like that, without a word of her existance of where she was leaving
to. She remembered that night, when Haruka stood out by her front door,
looking down at her shoes as the rain poured down heavily. Her hair shone
brightly with the droplets of water glistening in the gentle glow
escaping from the house. Michiru's face was swelled up with tears as
Haruka had spoken her last words to her... "I can't love you anymore... "
as she turned away once more, without looking back and driving away
just as fast as she would drive her car down the race track.
The wind was terrible and she could feel an auspicious presence lingering
in the air.
"Haruka..." she had tried to stop her just before she left, but Haruka
did not acknowledge her. Michiru felt tears fill up her eyes as she had
gone into her room, pulling out her violin case and opening it, grasping
the bow in her hand tightly before she started to play a sad tune of
music to let out her emotions, turning fast in aggression as she was
becoming more and more upset. There must have been a reason to why
Haruka had told her that she could not love her anymore... there must
have been a reason to her decision...She pulled into the parking lot
of the hospital and went up to the check in desk, in panic and in fright
as tears started to flood her reddened face.
"Which room will I be able to find Tenoh Haruka?" asking the nurse,
knowing that Haruka must be alright, that nothing serious had happened
to her and would be in the hospital room alright and just her normal
self, looking sadly up at Michiru when she would walk into her room
and pittying her over her worriedness.
"Ma'am, may I know your name and how you are related to Tenoh-san?"
looking up at the beautiful blue haired woman with her own blue eyes,
Michiru able to see some jealousy arising within the nurses eyes.
"My name is Kaioh Michiru, and I am her... erm his girlfriend..."
nervously speaking, really worried about her Haruka's condition that
she must be in."I am sorry Michiru-chan..." sighing softly, the look
of remorse overpowering the woman's features before Michiru was able
to figure out what she was going to say.
"I must report to you that Tenoh-san is... is... in the morgue..." she
spoke out into the air, without a clue as to what was happening around
her as well. It was clear to Michiru that this woman had a crush on
Haruka, as a race car driver, and wanted to be with "him" just as much
as any other girl... and it was obvious to her that she was also upset
at the place that Haruka was placed in...
the morgue... the most horrid place to find a person, unclaimed
and unidentified.
As Michiru walked down the hallways of the hospital, the smell
of old rubber came into her nostrils as she whinced a bit at the
stench, trying to rid of the smell pouring over the whole of the
hospital. She saw old people, young children all wandering the halls,
most of them in wheel chairs as well being taken somewhere where she
did not even know about. As she approached the morgue, a doctor stood
outside holding a clipboard and some papers in his hands, looking them
over just before turning around to walk the other way from where Michiru
was coming from.
"Doctor!" she called out as she approached the room door, the doctor
turning his head around to give her a warm welcoming smile.
"Well hello there..." grinning slightly as he saw the beautiful water
senshi stop infront of him, breathless and unable to speak. Michiru was
at a loss of words before she was able to meet the doctors gaze and try
to smile, but it disappeared just as quickly before she felt that
something was terribly wrong. The doctor watched her for a moment before
asking her a question.
"Is there something wrong, ma'am?" concerned for her as she tried to find
her voice and words to speak.
"Is... Tenoh Haruka submitted here...?" asking as she gulped back the
fear the rose to her throat. The doctor looked down at his papers and
then looked back up at the girl.
"Would you mind following me?" asking her as he opened the morgue door
and entered, as Michiru followed in behind him as he has said. She looked
around, seeing nothing but large cabinets and a bluish grey light fill
the whole of the room. There was a table in the center of this room as she
approached into the room, noticing that the doctor set down his papers and
clip board down on the table next to the larger one, pulling on some latex
gloves before holding the sheet over the supposedly dead body. Michiru
came up to the table slowly and steadily, not ready or prepared to take
a look at the sight that would haunt her for the rest of her life.
"Ma'am, this is Tenoh-Haruka..." lifting up the cover of the body, only
revealing the face, as she took in a deep gasp. Her hand flew up to her
mouth as her eyes started to fill up with salt water tears. She shook her
head, unable to understand what must have happened.
"Ma'am, Tenoh-Haruka was known for his race car driving, am I right?" she
nodded her head in silence, still in shock at what was happening.
"Tenoh-san, from what we believe, was speeding down the road and hit the
highway rails... this accident could not have been prevented because of
the rain on top of that. I am so sorry..." he placed the blanket over the
face of the body of Haruka and removed the gloves, trashing them and walking
out of the room with his papers and clipboard. Michiru stood there in shock,
looking down at the dead body of Haruka. It couldn't have happened. It was
her fault that Haruka had to leave the house and saying that she did not
love her anymore. She started to wheep terribly, falling down on the ground
holding her face in her hands as she filled her lap with her tears of sorrow.
There was nothing else left to do, no other way of bringing her back to life
but to wait till the day she would die herself. Michiru looked around hoping
to find a knife or a utensil to kill herself, desperetly looking for one and
finding it on the table next to Haruka. She placed her hands on the knife,
about to grasp it when something stopped her. Her eyes widened as she saw an
invisible hand reach over her own hand, tightening the grip ever so slightly.
Michiru looked up to see who the person was when she saw it was Haruka.
"No... Haruka, it can't be you..." her eyes whelling up more with tears as
she let go of the knife and fell to the ground, wheeping on the cold tiled
floor of the morgue.
"Michiru... why are you so sad?" Michiru looked up and looked into Haruka's
eyes. She then realized that this must be some sort of an optical illusion.
She glanced over at the table where her body lay, which was still there.
"Michiru, do not be afraid... it is me but not in my body..." she gasped.
Haruka had beautiful white wings flowing out from behind her, wrapping her
body about as soft silky feathers floated around. Haruka had become an angel.