Heavenly Angel Part 3
by Meiko-chan
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In the midst of the night, the flames of the cars died down as Haruka opened
her eyes and looked down upon the sleeping Michiru. Brushing her fingers
through Michiru's oceanic blue green hair, she sighed wishing that she was
alive and back again with Michiru, living a real life rather than this dead
one, having laughs with her and enjoying life out on the open as people would
watch her. Thinking back to when she was living and why she had to tell
Michiru that she could not love her anymore, for her own safety, she sighed.
Slowly Michiru started to stir in her sleep, the sun rising in the distance
over the horizon making the sky colours turn a pinkish orange shade, Haruka
smiled. Removing her fingers from Michiru's hair, she lifted her up as her
eyes opened, a blue colour bright as the ocean, shining and sparkling back
into Haruka's eyes. Placing unsteady hands on the ground as she sat up,
Michiru looked back at Haruka and gave her a weary smile yawning widely as she
placed her hand over her mouth.
Haruka smirked silently, looking over the roof of the hospital and trying to
locate the house in which Michiru was living in.
"Haruka..." she spoke in a soft melodic voice to the angel, blinking in
curiousity. The angel looked back at her with a warm welcoming smile.
"I've been thinking, its cold out here, why don't I take you home and then I
can talk to you in privacy?"
Michiru blinked several times more before she smiled widely, bobbing her head
up and down.
"Yes, you must tell me everything. Its been a long while since I last got to
talk to you properly sitting down face to face... ever since last night..." she
took in a deep breath trying to hold back her tears as she was reminded of the
horrid incident from the night before.
"There there Michi... it'll all be alright. Come on, now I'll take you home" she
stood up and stretched, her wings spreading out wide and sparkling with beads
of pearls as she scooped up Michiru into her arms, taking flight into the air,
high into the clouds as they soared through the wind. With a wide smile,
Michiru closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around Haruka's neck as she felt
the cool breeze blow against her face, the feeling of being airborne was so
wonderful, feeling no ground beneath her feet. It was a relief for the moment
before they happened to land on soft ground in front of her home. Michiru
opened her eyes and looked at the tall handsome house, which was only a
townhouse in the neighbourhood but still a fair enough size to be considered a
house. Standing on her feet, she reached into her pocket walking towards the
door, taking out the house keys and opened the door inside. Before them was a
lovely painting that Michiru had, herself, painted and framed and placed on
the big empty wall that showed just after opening the door entrance into the
house. She smiled slightly, happy to be home again. Taking off her charred
shoes that had caught slightly on fire from the explosion, which was below her
feet. Throwing off her sweater jacket, she walked into the kitchen that was
right through the hallway and the first room when you walked through the hall,
seeing the bright light pour in through the large glass sliding door from the
back of the kitchen, which led onto a balcony. Turning to the left after
having walked through the kitchen, was the family room, which contained the
television and the sofa. She sat down on the couch and relaxed, sighing deeply
just before Haruka-angel had entered the room herself, gliding over towards
her and taking a seat next to Michiru, smiling as she caressed her cheek with
one hand. Michiru closed her eyes leaning in towards her palm just before she
removed the hand from there and looked at her in a more serious manner.
Wondering what was the matter with Haruka, she spoke up.
"What was it that you wanted to talk to me about Haruka?" she asked in a
polite and gentle tone.
"Michiru... I don't want to upset you over this whole situation. That accident
that happened last night... well... it wasn't your fault, it was partly my own
fault as well."
"And how can you say that Ruka? You know that things like these always will
happen in life..." Haruka cut Michiru off, as she was pleading to her.
"No, I made a very wrong decision. I was scared Michiru..." She looked into her
eyes full of sadness and sorrow.
"Oh Haruka... how can you make a wrong decision? There is nothing to be scared
of when you make a mistake like this." Michiru closed her eyes tightly and
shook her head in hope that she was making sense to Haruka. Haruka looked at
her completely astounded, knowing that she was not understanding her.
"Listen Michi... I did not want you to get hurt in any way so I had made my
decision of leaving you. I don't want anything to happen to you, you know that
I love you very dearly and that I will do anything myself just to keep you
alive..." looking down at her nearly transparent hands, sighing, "which I have
managed to keep my promise..." Michiru looked at her with tears streaking down
her face as she hugged her tightly, knowing that what ever decision Haruka had
made was the right one, but only hoping that she had only survived and not
died. Looking down at the young woman, Haruka sighed as she wrapped her own
arms around the water senshi, hugging her just as tight.
"Michiru... I am so sorry that my career has failed me miserably..." As quick as
she had hugged her, Michiru looked up at the air senshi, with a questioning
look spreading on her face.
"How is that Haruka? You have been wonderful in all the time that you raced
against anyone, how can it have failed you?" Thinking for a moment, trying to
recollect her past, she shook her head violently.
"Its not an easy thing for me to tell you, let me say at the least."
"How can it not be easy? Speak to me, Haruka, you cannot keep anything hidden
from me any longer. I want to know what happened back there, and how you were
killed, truthfully, you must know the truth!" Shaking her shoulders to get
Haruka to speak to her. Haruka looked back at her, fear and anger slowly
rising up in her eyes.
"Then let me tell you for once Michiru... its not going to be easy listening to
this story..."
~~In the past...~~
A young girl about the age of 8 ran through a lovely field of flowers and
butterflies, a wide smile on her face as her long blonde hair flew behind her.
Her flowing dress blew back against the breeze as she tried to catch up to a
young girl about the age of 10 also wearing a flowery dress trying to catch
butterflies in the air with a net, her short black hair whipping back against
the wind. The young girl suddenly seized the elder girl suddenly, grabbing her
dress as both of them tumbled to the ground. The net fell to the ground, as
the elder girl turned to look at the blonde, a wide smile spread on her face.
Lying back in the grass in the field, they started to giggle hysterically.
"Sis... I wonder what it would be like to fly like those butterflies." The elder
girl asked the younger one, looking up into the blue sky with white clouds,
picking out different shapes that formed.
"I only wonder how it would be like to run as fast as the wind." Grinning as
she felt the cold breeze lift up her skirt end. Sitting up, the young girl
held down the dress frowning slightly.
"If only I were to wear pants like our father, then maybe I would be able to.
I wouldn't possibly be able to run in a dress like this." The elder girl sat
up, astonished at hearing her sister say that.
"Oh and why is that? You know you will have to be very lady like if I say so
myself... mother would not like the idea of you wanting to wear men's clothing."
The young girl sighed and stood up, grabbing her blonde hair back and tying it
back with a ribbon that hung loose from her waist. Letting her hair fall
against her back, she looked down at her older sister and smiled.
"I wouldn't mind cutting down my hair a short length like yours either."
Giggling as she looked over in the distance, seeing a female figure run up
towards them. It was a young woman in her early 20's with her hair tied up in
a bun as she approached the young girls.
"Young girls, what are you doing out here this far?" She panted, as the elder
girl with black hair stood up from her ground and brushed off any grass stem
that had stuck itself to her dress.
"We were just out catching butterflies..." she looked up at the woman curiously.
The woman looked back at the two girls sadly.
"I am so sorry for you girls to hear... but while your parents were away on
their trip..." a tear ran up to her eyes as she wiped them away quickly, "they
met an accident, and I am afraid to tell you that... but... but..." the two girls
understood right away and started to weep upon one another's shoulders.
~~...~~
"I had not known such sorrow in my whole life, finding out that my parents had
died..." Haruka spoke softly to Michiru, as a tear welled up in her eyes once
more, this time unable to stop them from coming.
"I am so sorry to hear that Haruka..." she spoke, wiping them away but unable to
stop them from flooding her face, "but I did not know that you had a sister..."
Haruka looked back at Michiru and nodded her head.
"Sadly, yes I had an older sister, but I don't know where she is today. We had
been separated after our parent's death." Michiru looked into Haruka's eyes
curiously as she finished wiping the tears away.
"Might I ask what you sister's name was? Maybe we might be able to find her,
or I might even know her personally... but without knowing..." Haruka looked back
at Michiru silently and just below a whisper, she spoke the name barely heard
by Michiru herself.
"Keiyra..."
---------------
Ooooh... I was able to quickly whip this chapter and figure out a good plot line
for where this story was going. I was having trouble of where else to take this
story in, but I found a direction for it... though I won't spoil it for anyone
until it is written out and posted. Please leave me a review of what you think
about it, I am not entirely sure of how satisfied the Hamena readers are, and
would really like an overview of what you think of my story so far.
Arrigatou... ^_^
by Meiko-chan
--------------
In the midst of the night, the flames of the cars died down as Haruka opened
her eyes and looked down upon the sleeping Michiru. Brushing her fingers
through Michiru's oceanic blue green hair, she sighed wishing that she was
alive and back again with Michiru, living a real life rather than this dead
one, having laughs with her and enjoying life out on the open as people would
watch her. Thinking back to when she was living and why she had to tell
Michiru that she could not love her anymore, for her own safety, she sighed.
Slowly Michiru started to stir in her sleep, the sun rising in the distance
over the horizon making the sky colours turn a pinkish orange shade, Haruka
smiled. Removing her fingers from Michiru's hair, she lifted her up as her
eyes opened, a blue colour bright as the ocean, shining and sparkling back
into Haruka's eyes. Placing unsteady hands on the ground as she sat up,
Michiru looked back at Haruka and gave her a weary smile yawning widely as she
placed her hand over her mouth.
Haruka smirked silently, looking over the roof of the hospital and trying to
locate the house in which Michiru was living in.
"Haruka..." she spoke in a soft melodic voice to the angel, blinking in
curiousity. The angel looked back at her with a warm welcoming smile.
"I've been thinking, its cold out here, why don't I take you home and then I
can talk to you in privacy?"
Michiru blinked several times more before she smiled widely, bobbing her head
up and down.
"Yes, you must tell me everything. Its been a long while since I last got to
talk to you properly sitting down face to face... ever since last night..." she
took in a deep breath trying to hold back her tears as she was reminded of the
horrid incident from the night before.
"There there Michi... it'll all be alright. Come on, now I'll take you home" she
stood up and stretched, her wings spreading out wide and sparkling with beads
of pearls as she scooped up Michiru into her arms, taking flight into the air,
high into the clouds as they soared through the wind. With a wide smile,
Michiru closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around Haruka's neck as she felt
the cool breeze blow against her face, the feeling of being airborne was so
wonderful, feeling no ground beneath her feet. It was a relief for the moment
before they happened to land on soft ground in front of her home. Michiru
opened her eyes and looked at the tall handsome house, which was only a
townhouse in the neighbourhood but still a fair enough size to be considered a
house. Standing on her feet, she reached into her pocket walking towards the
door, taking out the house keys and opened the door inside. Before them was a
lovely painting that Michiru had, herself, painted and framed and placed on
the big empty wall that showed just after opening the door entrance into the
house. She smiled slightly, happy to be home again. Taking off her charred
shoes that had caught slightly on fire from the explosion, which was below her
feet. Throwing off her sweater jacket, she walked into the kitchen that was
right through the hallway and the first room when you walked through the hall,
seeing the bright light pour in through the large glass sliding door from the
back of the kitchen, which led onto a balcony. Turning to the left after
having walked through the kitchen, was the family room, which contained the
television and the sofa. She sat down on the couch and relaxed, sighing deeply
just before Haruka-angel had entered the room herself, gliding over towards
her and taking a seat next to Michiru, smiling as she caressed her cheek with
one hand. Michiru closed her eyes leaning in towards her palm just before she
removed the hand from there and looked at her in a more serious manner.
Wondering what was the matter with Haruka, she spoke up.
"What was it that you wanted to talk to me about Haruka?" she asked in a
polite and gentle tone.
"Michiru... I don't want to upset you over this whole situation. That accident
that happened last night... well... it wasn't your fault, it was partly my own
fault as well."
"And how can you say that Ruka? You know that things like these always will
happen in life..." Haruka cut Michiru off, as she was pleading to her.
"No, I made a very wrong decision. I was scared Michiru..." She looked into her
eyes full of sadness and sorrow.
"Oh Haruka... how can you make a wrong decision? There is nothing to be scared
of when you make a mistake like this." Michiru closed her eyes tightly and
shook her head in hope that she was making sense to Haruka. Haruka looked at
her completely astounded, knowing that she was not understanding her.
"Listen Michi... I did not want you to get hurt in any way so I had made my
decision of leaving you. I don't want anything to happen to you, you know that
I love you very dearly and that I will do anything myself just to keep you
alive..." looking down at her nearly transparent hands, sighing, "which I have
managed to keep my promise..." Michiru looked at her with tears streaking down
her face as she hugged her tightly, knowing that what ever decision Haruka had
made was the right one, but only hoping that she had only survived and not
died. Looking down at the young woman, Haruka sighed as she wrapped her own
arms around the water senshi, hugging her just as tight.
"Michiru... I am so sorry that my career has failed me miserably..." As quick as
she had hugged her, Michiru looked up at the air senshi, with a questioning
look spreading on her face.
"How is that Haruka? You have been wonderful in all the time that you raced
against anyone, how can it have failed you?" Thinking for a moment, trying to
recollect her past, she shook her head violently.
"Its not an easy thing for me to tell you, let me say at the least."
"How can it not be easy? Speak to me, Haruka, you cannot keep anything hidden
from me any longer. I want to know what happened back there, and how you were
killed, truthfully, you must know the truth!" Shaking her shoulders to get
Haruka to speak to her. Haruka looked back at her, fear and anger slowly
rising up in her eyes.
"Then let me tell you for once Michiru... its not going to be easy listening to
this story..."
~~In the past...~~
A young girl about the age of 8 ran through a lovely field of flowers and
butterflies, a wide smile on her face as her long blonde hair flew behind her.
Her flowing dress blew back against the breeze as she tried to catch up to a
young girl about the age of 10 also wearing a flowery dress trying to catch
butterflies in the air with a net, her short black hair whipping back against
the wind. The young girl suddenly seized the elder girl suddenly, grabbing her
dress as both of them tumbled to the ground. The net fell to the ground, as
the elder girl turned to look at the blonde, a wide smile spread on her face.
Lying back in the grass in the field, they started to giggle hysterically.
"Sis... I wonder what it would be like to fly like those butterflies." The elder
girl asked the younger one, looking up into the blue sky with white clouds,
picking out different shapes that formed.
"I only wonder how it would be like to run as fast as the wind." Grinning as
she felt the cold breeze lift up her skirt end. Sitting up, the young girl
held down the dress frowning slightly.
"If only I were to wear pants like our father, then maybe I would be able to.
I wouldn't possibly be able to run in a dress like this." The elder girl sat
up, astonished at hearing her sister say that.
"Oh and why is that? You know you will have to be very lady like if I say so
myself... mother would not like the idea of you wanting to wear men's clothing."
The young girl sighed and stood up, grabbing her blonde hair back and tying it
back with a ribbon that hung loose from her waist. Letting her hair fall
against her back, she looked down at her older sister and smiled.
"I wouldn't mind cutting down my hair a short length like yours either."
Giggling as she looked over in the distance, seeing a female figure run up
towards them. It was a young woman in her early 20's with her hair tied up in
a bun as she approached the young girls.
"Young girls, what are you doing out here this far?" She panted, as the elder
girl with black hair stood up from her ground and brushed off any grass stem
that had stuck itself to her dress.
"We were just out catching butterflies..." she looked up at the woman curiously.
The woman looked back at the two girls sadly.
"I am so sorry for you girls to hear... but while your parents were away on
their trip..." a tear ran up to her eyes as she wiped them away quickly, "they
met an accident, and I am afraid to tell you that... but... but..." the two girls
understood right away and started to weep upon one another's shoulders.
~~...~~
"I had not known such sorrow in my whole life, finding out that my parents had
died..." Haruka spoke softly to Michiru, as a tear welled up in her eyes once
more, this time unable to stop them from coming.
"I am so sorry to hear that Haruka..." she spoke, wiping them away but unable to
stop them from flooding her face, "but I did not know that you had a sister..."
Haruka looked back at Michiru and nodded her head.
"Sadly, yes I had an older sister, but I don't know where she is today. We had
been separated after our parent's death." Michiru looked into Haruka's eyes
curiously as she finished wiping the tears away.
"Might I ask what you sister's name was? Maybe we might be able to find her,
or I might even know her personally... but without knowing..." Haruka looked back
at Michiru silently and just below a whisper, she spoke the name barely heard
by Michiru herself.
"Keiyra..."
---------------
Ooooh... I was able to quickly whip this chapter and figure out a good plot line
for where this story was going. I was having trouble of where else to take this
story in, but I found a direction for it... though I won't spoil it for anyone
until it is written out and posted. Please leave me a review of what you think
about it, I am not entirely sure of how satisfied the Hamena readers are, and
would really like an overview of what you think of my story so far.
Arrigatou... ^_^
