If I owned Sailor Moon, certain things would be true. Usagi would be with
Seiya instead of Mamoru. Setsuna would be in love with Mamoru. There
would be more angst in the anime, and Haruka and Michiru would have gotten
decent death scenes in the manga. Seeing as how these things aren't true,
I must not own Sailor Moon. So please don't sue, I'm a teenager with no
job and no money. So bleah on you.
Ch. 1: The Discovery
Shaking hands poured out two more aspirin. "How much more of this can I take?" she thought to herself. The headaches had been getting stronger in intensity and were coming much more frequently. "It's just stress, graduation's coming up...it's just stress, isn't it?" "Michiru, I'm home." came a husky voice from the doorway. "Hello, Love, how was practice?" "Oh, you know, I ran like the wind, left everyone in the dust, the usual," a smirking Haruka replied. "You could do with some modesty, Lo-" Michiru clutched her head, it was happening again. She hadn't told Haruka about the terrible pains she was having, but now she seemed unable to conceal it. She felt the ocean stirring, the waves were crashing.... "MICHIRU!!" and then there was nothing.
Voices. She heard voices from the hallway. Unintelligible at first, but she began to make them out. One stern, unfeeling, the other choked with...tears? "If it was smaller, we could remove it, but at this point, there's nothing we can do" Remove...oh Kami, not a tumor? "What do you mean there's nothing you can do? With all your damn medical miracles, you're telling me that you're just going to let her die?" Anger begin to rise in the voice she now recognized as Haruka's. "I'm sorry, but at most she only has a few mon-" The slap could be heard half way down the hall. Michiru stared at the ceiling, trying to make sense of what she just heard. Footsteps were coming towards her room, but she desperately needed time to think things through, and tried to feign sleep. She heard someone collapse in the chair next to her. Michiru opened her eyes enough to see who it was, and to her horror, that someone was crying. Haruka. Her Haruka, who had never shed a tear in front of her before. Her eyes quickly shut again, tears threatening to spill. A warm hand, one wet from trying to brush away tears, stroked Michiru's hair. "I know you're awake" "How long do I have." "The doctors say, they say...you're going to be fine..." was the reply as tears began to flow. "I heard." "Everything?" "Yes." Now it was Michiru's time for tears.
Sorry it was short, but I think this is a good spot to end it. Please review, I live for reviews! My last story didn't get any! So shouldn't I be dead.....bah, I think too much. Email me, please! AHWillow78@aol.com.
Ch. 1: The Discovery
Shaking hands poured out two more aspirin. "How much more of this can I take?" she thought to herself. The headaches had been getting stronger in intensity and were coming much more frequently. "It's just stress, graduation's coming up...it's just stress, isn't it?" "Michiru, I'm home." came a husky voice from the doorway. "Hello, Love, how was practice?" "Oh, you know, I ran like the wind, left everyone in the dust, the usual," a smirking Haruka replied. "You could do with some modesty, Lo-" Michiru clutched her head, it was happening again. She hadn't told Haruka about the terrible pains she was having, but now she seemed unable to conceal it. She felt the ocean stirring, the waves were crashing.... "MICHIRU!!" and then there was nothing.
Voices. She heard voices from the hallway. Unintelligible at first, but she began to make them out. One stern, unfeeling, the other choked with...tears? "If it was smaller, we could remove it, but at this point, there's nothing we can do" Remove...oh Kami, not a tumor? "What do you mean there's nothing you can do? With all your damn medical miracles, you're telling me that you're just going to let her die?" Anger begin to rise in the voice she now recognized as Haruka's. "I'm sorry, but at most she only has a few mon-" The slap could be heard half way down the hall. Michiru stared at the ceiling, trying to make sense of what she just heard. Footsteps were coming towards her room, but she desperately needed time to think things through, and tried to feign sleep. She heard someone collapse in the chair next to her. Michiru opened her eyes enough to see who it was, and to her horror, that someone was crying. Haruka. Her Haruka, who had never shed a tear in front of her before. Her eyes quickly shut again, tears threatening to spill. A warm hand, one wet from trying to brush away tears, stroked Michiru's hair. "I know you're awake" "How long do I have." "The doctors say, they say...you're going to be fine..." was the reply as tears began to flow. "I heard." "Everything?" "Yes." Now it was Michiru's time for tears.
Sorry it was short, but I think this is a good spot to end it. Please review, I live for reviews! My last story didn't get any! So shouldn't I be dead.....bah, I think too much. Email me, please! AHWillow78@aol.com.