Hey Minna-san! I didn't think that anyone would like the story so I took along time to write
chapter 2. I see now that some people like it so I'll crank out the chapters quicker.
Of course I don't own Sailor Moon or any of the characters. Don't sue, don't ask, and don't tell.
And now on with the fic.
The Ocean's lovers
~Chapter 3~
With her arrival at the bottom of the stairs Michiru sliently accepted that she was really weak
and that she had let Haruka's death effect her more then she should have. "Right now I bet
Haruka is rolling over in her grave. I bet she's really mad at me" her inner voice told her.
"Michiru-san? What do you want to eat?" Michiru snaped her head up as Minako's voice grabed her
attention "She did it again" She quickly thought to herself. "She has been doing that alot. I
kinda hope she stops." Minako's eyes clouded with worry as she saw Michiru looking off into space
again. "She did it again" She thought to herself and turned to the fridge. "She has been doing
that alot. I kinda hope she stops." Michiru was thinking about what she wanted to eat. "I know!"
"Fish" They both chimed in at the same time. Looking at each other the moment was an odd one.
"Get a grip Minako-chan. This is Michiru-chan....errr san. She needs a friend." Minako whispered
to herself in her head. "I've been away from Haruka-chan too long. Get a grip Michiru she's just
trying to be a friend." Michiru thought. The silence began to strech like a fine hair. Michiru
noticed that Minako's cheeks had turned a slight shade of pink. Smirking she decided to play with
this. "Hai. I would like that alot Minako-chan." Michiru stifled a giggle as the pink turned to
red. "Hai Michiru-san." Minako quickly ducked her head into the refridgerator. She sighed deeply.
"Hmmmm let's see what do we have?" Upon looking in the fridge Minako was horrified to see that it
was basiclly empty. Some milk, eggs, and a someleft overs that had a strange fuzzy green
substance growing on it. "Michiru-san!" Minako jumped back from the fridge as if she had been
burned. She turned to the sink to notice that the dishes had pilled up and that they too were
growing strangely colored substances on them. The garbage had pilled up and had flys buzzing
around it. She nearly screamed when she noticed on the counter there were ants and and a cockroch
wiggled it's away across the dishes. "What?!" Michiru asked in concern. Looking around her she
noticed what the problem was. Her beautiful house looked like a dump. She hung her head in shame.
"I'm sorry. If you want to leave I would understand. I should have cleaned up. I'm sorry." She
found it ironic that the dirtiness of the house matched how her soul felt. Minako looked at poor
Michiru who was obviouly embarresd at the state of her house. Minako nodded. "That's it then."
She said. Causeing Michiru's head to slump even more. She could feel different tears threatening
to fall. These from the fact that Minako had come here and now she was leaving cause of her
failure to be a good host. "I'll just have to spend the night and help you clean!" Michiru's head
shot up. "W..What?" her voice broke. "You mean you still want to stay eventhough it looks like
crap?" Minako nodded. "I can't leave you like this. To help you on the inside we have to help you
on the outside right? Michiru-san are you ok?" She looked at Michiru and noticed she was crying.
Michiru ran to Minako and hugged her. "Thank you so much" Minako hugged her back slightly. "It's
all right. I promise that I'll stay with you for a while." Michiru smiled and Minako smiled both
of them were happy about this. "Come one we have a lot of work to do. Oh by the way you're not
going to work tomarrow." Minako stated in a voice that ment she was serious and that there was
no changing her mind. However Michiru decided to test her boundries. "but Minako-chan I have to
go to work!" Thus causing Minako to give her her best evil glare. Michiru piped up and nodded her
head. "Yosh! now Michiru you do the dishes I'll take the garbage out. Then after that.........."
Michiru smiled to herself. Minako was the light in her dark world at the moment. "Thank you
Minako" She whispered. "Somehow I'll pay you back. Someday. Until then..." "Michiru-san! Are you
listening?" Minako's voice was strict. "You need to get to work on the dishes!" then it softend
"Please?" Michiru laughed out loud. "Yes Minako-chama!"* She saluted Minako then marched to the
sink. She turned the water on and was about to start the dishes until Minako screamed. "What is
it Minako-chama?" Minako ran to Michiru's side and held up a pair of gloves. "You were about
those dishes with out wearing gloves! Do you know what that will do to your hands?" Michiru
blinked at Minako. She had never used gloves. "Here. Don't clean anything without them." Michiru
again saluted Minako. "Hai Minako-chama!" Then put the gloves on. The rest of the night was going
to be interesting.
~Author's note~
* Chama is the words. -Sama and Chan put to gether. Michiru says this to show affection to Minako
and to tell her that she is respecting her by useing -sama.
chapter 2. I see now that some people like it so I'll crank out the chapters quicker.
Of course I don't own Sailor Moon or any of the characters. Don't sue, don't ask, and don't tell.
And now on with the fic.
The Ocean's lovers
~Chapter 3~
With her arrival at the bottom of the stairs Michiru sliently accepted that she was really weak
and that she had let Haruka's death effect her more then she should have. "Right now I bet
Haruka is rolling over in her grave. I bet she's really mad at me" her inner voice told her.
"Michiru-san? What do you want to eat?" Michiru snaped her head up as Minako's voice grabed her
attention "She did it again" She quickly thought to herself. "She has been doing that alot. I
kinda hope she stops." Minako's eyes clouded with worry as she saw Michiru looking off into space
again. "She did it again" She thought to herself and turned to the fridge. "She has been doing
that alot. I kinda hope she stops." Michiru was thinking about what she wanted to eat. "I know!"
"Fish" They both chimed in at the same time. Looking at each other the moment was an odd one.
"Get a grip Minako-chan. This is Michiru-chan....errr san. She needs a friend." Minako whispered
to herself in her head. "I've been away from Haruka-chan too long. Get a grip Michiru she's just
trying to be a friend." Michiru thought. The silence began to strech like a fine hair. Michiru
noticed that Minako's cheeks had turned a slight shade of pink. Smirking she decided to play with
this. "Hai. I would like that alot Minako-chan." Michiru stifled a giggle as the pink turned to
red. "Hai Michiru-san." Minako quickly ducked her head into the refridgerator. She sighed deeply.
"Hmmmm let's see what do we have?" Upon looking in the fridge Minako was horrified to see that it
was basiclly empty. Some milk, eggs, and a someleft overs that had a strange fuzzy green
substance growing on it. "Michiru-san!" Minako jumped back from the fridge as if she had been
burned. She turned to the sink to notice that the dishes had pilled up and that they too were
growing strangely colored substances on them. The garbage had pilled up and had flys buzzing
around it. She nearly screamed when she noticed on the counter there were ants and and a cockroch
wiggled it's away across the dishes. "What?!" Michiru asked in concern. Looking around her she
noticed what the problem was. Her beautiful house looked like a dump. She hung her head in shame.
"I'm sorry. If you want to leave I would understand. I should have cleaned up. I'm sorry." She
found it ironic that the dirtiness of the house matched how her soul felt. Minako looked at poor
Michiru who was obviouly embarresd at the state of her house. Minako nodded. "That's it then."
She said. Causeing Michiru's head to slump even more. She could feel different tears threatening
to fall. These from the fact that Minako had come here and now she was leaving cause of her
failure to be a good host. "I'll just have to spend the night and help you clean!" Michiru's head
shot up. "W..What?" her voice broke. "You mean you still want to stay eventhough it looks like
crap?" Minako nodded. "I can't leave you like this. To help you on the inside we have to help you
on the outside right? Michiru-san are you ok?" She looked at Michiru and noticed she was crying.
Michiru ran to Minako and hugged her. "Thank you so much" Minako hugged her back slightly. "It's
all right. I promise that I'll stay with you for a while." Michiru smiled and Minako smiled both
of them were happy about this. "Come one we have a lot of work to do. Oh by the way you're not
going to work tomarrow." Minako stated in a voice that ment she was serious and that there was
no changing her mind. However Michiru decided to test her boundries. "but Minako-chan I have to
go to work!" Thus causing Minako to give her her best evil glare. Michiru piped up and nodded her
head. "Yosh! now Michiru you do the dishes I'll take the garbage out. Then after that.........."
Michiru smiled to herself. Minako was the light in her dark world at the moment. "Thank you
Minako" She whispered. "Somehow I'll pay you back. Someday. Until then..." "Michiru-san! Are you
listening?" Minako's voice was strict. "You need to get to work on the dishes!" then it softend
"Please?" Michiru laughed out loud. "Yes Minako-chama!"* She saluted Minako then marched to the
sink. She turned the water on and was about to start the dishes until Minako screamed. "What is
it Minako-chama?" Minako ran to Michiru's side and held up a pair of gloves. "You were about
those dishes with out wearing gloves! Do you know what that will do to your hands?" Michiru
blinked at Minako. She had never used gloves. "Here. Don't clean anything without them." Michiru
again saluted Minako. "Hai Minako-chama!" Then put the gloves on. The rest of the night was going
to be interesting.
~Author's note~
* Chama is the words. -Sama and Chan put to gether. Michiru says this to show affection to Minako
and to tell her that she is respecting her by useing -sama.
