Chapter 11
At the ceremony...
Haruka stood proudly at the platform, Michiru by her side. Haruka knelt on one knee as a heavy, golden crown was placed on her head by her father.
"I hereby pass my throne to my only heir," Koro said in a deep, official sounding voice. Koro took his royal sword from a velvet, blue pillow and gently laid one edge of the blade to Haruka's shoulder. "I dub thee the King of Uranus. You may stand."
Michiru helped Haruka up, and smiled at her lover. 'She's supposed to propose next,' Michiru thought. Her palms her sweating, she hoped Haruka hadn't noticed. Haruka knelt in front of her, and Michiru tried to keep herself from turning into a useless puddle.
"Will you marry me, Michiru?" Haruka had tried to be strong about it, but Michiru could see the hope and tears in Haruka's eyes. The blonde offered a silver gold ring with an aquamarine in the middle. Two silver dolphins posed around the precious stone. Michiru's eyes lit up.
"Of course, Haruka," Michiru managed to respond, and tears welled up as Haruka slid the perfect ring onto her finger. Something glittered in the distance, but Michiru didn't pay attention to it enough to realize that it was whizzing towards her.
However, Haruka heard the sharp-edged arrow in the silence of the crowd that was in awe and got up, just in time to push Michiru down, but not enough time to save herself. The arrow pierced her suit, hitting her in the side and causing her to lurch foward.
Haruka cried out as she fell onto Michiru, and the smaller woman realized the wound was already bleeding. Medics had already arrived, after knowing that something like this might happen. Haruka was loaded onto a stretcher and immediately taken to the doctoring room.
A panicked Michiru ran after them, tears springing from her eyes. "You'll have to stay outside, miss," A nurse said kindly. "Everything will be fine."
Michiru sat outside the door, dabbing at tears as they slid down her cheeks. 'Please be okay, Haruka.' Another problem presented itself. 'Who would've done this?' Michiru closed her eyes, taking deep breaths to calm herself, and fell asleep, only to be awakened an hour later by a familiar hand.
Teal eyes stared into her own, and Michiru immediately woke up. "Haruka!" The aqua haired girl sprang forth and into her lover's arms. "Are you alright? How did things go?"
"I'm fine, love. Everything's fine. I'm just a little weak now and I should be resting."
Michiru nodded and helped Haruka back to her room, on the other side of the palace. The questions kept on presenting themselves to Michiru and she decided not to let Haruka out of her site until she knew it was safe. 'Would this happen again?' Michiru asked herself. She didn't want it to. Worrying about Haruka would probably kill her someday.
"Michiru? Hello, Haruka to Michiru," Haruka waved a hand in front of Michiru's face, and the girl snapped out of her trance.
"Yes, 'Ruka?" Michiru glanced over at her lover.
"We're still getting married tomorow, right?"
"If it'd make you happy.."
"It would..."
"All right. I love you, Haruka."
"I love you, too, Michi..."
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A.N: Guys, I am soooo sorry that this story sucks! This is my lame attempt to make it better, and I don't think it worked. I may revise all the chapters to make them better sometime..
At the ceremony...
Haruka stood proudly at the platform, Michiru by her side. Haruka knelt on one knee as a heavy, golden crown was placed on her head by her father.
"I hereby pass my throne to my only heir," Koro said in a deep, official sounding voice. Koro took his royal sword from a velvet, blue pillow and gently laid one edge of the blade to Haruka's shoulder. "I dub thee the King of Uranus. You may stand."
Michiru helped Haruka up, and smiled at her lover. 'She's supposed to propose next,' Michiru thought. Her palms her sweating, she hoped Haruka hadn't noticed. Haruka knelt in front of her, and Michiru tried to keep herself from turning into a useless puddle.
"Will you marry me, Michiru?" Haruka had tried to be strong about it, but Michiru could see the hope and tears in Haruka's eyes. The blonde offered a silver gold ring with an aquamarine in the middle. Two silver dolphins posed around the precious stone. Michiru's eyes lit up.
"Of course, Haruka," Michiru managed to respond, and tears welled up as Haruka slid the perfect ring onto her finger. Something glittered in the distance, but Michiru didn't pay attention to it enough to realize that it was whizzing towards her.
However, Haruka heard the sharp-edged arrow in the silence of the crowd that was in awe and got up, just in time to push Michiru down, but not enough time to save herself. The arrow pierced her suit, hitting her in the side and causing her to lurch foward.
Haruka cried out as she fell onto Michiru, and the smaller woman realized the wound was already bleeding. Medics had already arrived, after knowing that something like this might happen. Haruka was loaded onto a stretcher and immediately taken to the doctoring room.
A panicked Michiru ran after them, tears springing from her eyes. "You'll have to stay outside, miss," A nurse said kindly. "Everything will be fine."
Michiru sat outside the door, dabbing at tears as they slid down her cheeks. 'Please be okay, Haruka.' Another problem presented itself. 'Who would've done this?' Michiru closed her eyes, taking deep breaths to calm herself, and fell asleep, only to be awakened an hour later by a familiar hand.
Teal eyes stared into her own, and Michiru immediately woke up. "Haruka!" The aqua haired girl sprang forth and into her lover's arms. "Are you alright? How did things go?"
"I'm fine, love. Everything's fine. I'm just a little weak now and I should be resting."
Michiru nodded and helped Haruka back to her room, on the other side of the palace. The questions kept on presenting themselves to Michiru and she decided not to let Haruka out of her site until she knew it was safe. 'Would this happen again?' Michiru asked herself. She didn't want it to. Worrying about Haruka would probably kill her someday.
"Michiru? Hello, Haruka to Michiru," Haruka waved a hand in front of Michiru's face, and the girl snapped out of her trance.
"Yes, 'Ruka?" Michiru glanced over at her lover.
"We're still getting married tomorow, right?"
"If it'd make you happy.."
"It would..."
"All right. I love you, Haruka."
"I love you, too, Michi..."
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A.N: Guys, I am soooo sorry that this story sucks! This is my lame attempt to make it better, and I don't think it worked. I may revise all the chapters to make them better sometime..