Chapter 1
Sunlight gently kissed the curtains as it peaked over the morning horizon. The sky was a dazzling bright blue without a cloud in sight for
miles. The room was large and ravished in simplcity yet beauty with the darker shades green, black, and red. A buerau with a large mirror was
located nearest the door with a desktop moniter placed on top. The Queen Anne furiturne matched in every possible manner, dark cherry wood
well polished. Nonetheless the wood stilled showed it age and wear within the room. Counters were completely spotless with the exception of
perfume bottles that were filled to the top.The sunlight continued to travel to every corner which greeted it brightly by reflecting back the light. But
yet when the light reached the head of a dark purple bed, all that could be heard was a low annoyed moan.
Dark red eyes glared arounded at her surroundings as the words rolled off her lips,"Kuso ohayo."she rolled around to her side curling
up into a ball. Her long green locks sprawled across her pillows of green and purple. Mumbling something incoherent she again closed her eyes
letting sleep slowly claim her.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"a high pitch voice was heard throughout the entire mansion of the Outer Senshi of the Solar System.
***
A yellow corvette went wizzing down the busy streets of inner Tokyo. The light changed from green to red within an instant, causing the
corvette to barely miss the 18 wheeler in front of her. Grumbling under her breathe she glanced at the clock that blinked red noon. Taking a deep
breathe, she loosened her blue blazer slightly, her white shirt sticking to her chest from the heat of summer. The wheeler took a right as the light
turned green again sending the senshi of the wind flying down the road once more.
***
Within seconds the door of dark cherry was pushed opened as the tall woman, standing in her nightgown was huffing and puffing. Her
mouth was dropped in complete shock as she looked inside the black and violet room. There standing in front of a mirror was a 17 year old
teenager with long black locks to her midback. The reflection showed a smiliar image of the Soverign of Silence, Sailor Saturn.
"Setsuna-mama!"instantly the images whirled around in unison,"why did I grow?!"
"Watwashi....Watwashi..."the taller woman stood in front of this girl she had come to love as a daughter. Two scared pairs of violet and garnet
eyes met but neither uttered a word. Until a cold voice came from the mother figure,"Where's Haraku and Michiru?"
"I think they went out to celebrate some anniversery,"the girl states attempting to be calm.
"Kuso, of all the days,"the taller woman groans rolling her eyes and turning her back to her daughter. Instantly the two walked down the hall to a
large door that was white ivory with different planets ingrave starting with Mercury on the left and ending with Pluto on the right. Setsuna
summonded her time staff and opened the large door with the teenager Hotaru trailing behind her in silence like she had done many times
before.
***
The wind picked up a few pedals from a dieing rose. The pedals flew by an unsuspecting women with shoulder length aqua hair. Her
fingertips swam through a knot within her hair and rewarded with a kiss from the passing pedals. A small smile appeared on her face as she
glanced back at the street for a moment, just to catch a yellow corverttible flying towards Tokyo race track out of the corner of her eye. She
giggled to herself then turned to her task at hand, facing a small flower shop that she had heard of through the orchestra committee.
She opened the door to the shop stepping inside. She payed no head to the four men arguing over the table located in the middle of
the room. Her hands reach out to the glass doors which held a few well flowered plants. Tucking a lock of hair behind her ear she felt all eyes on
her as she closed hers. When she opened them she found a bigger surprise.
A blonde man with sunglasses shading his eyes smiled at her while holding a flower in his hand, "It has been a while since I've seen
such beautiful blossom as yourself."
She just smirked then stood up saying,"Then you really should get out more."
The man seemed rather surprised but please chuckling,"Ah, so you've noticed I've been waiting for the right blossom."
"Good for you. Demo I'm not a blossom and Tenou Haraku is much more handsome than any man I've ever known,"she continued to smile
smuggly. Just then her cell phone rang,"Hai Kieoh Michiru, Oi kio-shi."Her voice stressing the kioshi. The blonde man grumbled under his breathe
as he walked away defeated, glaring at the snickers from his co-workers. "Hai, Hai, that's the one, demo, Ah always rely on Setsuna-san. Hai Ja."
She clicked the phone off turning back to the flowers sellecting a few single white roses. "Could I have these?"
"Certainly,"the shortest co-worker's head perks up taking the flowers from her. She pulled out her wallet paying the man with red hair who was
glaring at everyone left and right.
Just then the door opened with a gust of wind, slaming it shut. The man was blonde with angry blue eyes and a blue blazer. His body was slim and
well buildt, the four men stared at him supiciously but his eyes didn't move from their gaze.
"Always making an enterance Haraku,"the woman smirked turning around smiling.
The man smirked saying,"Always charming Michiru."
"Tenou Haraku,"one of the coworkers stared in alarm, and there was the ripe of paper.The couple turned to the teenager as he pulled out a piece
of paper,"could you please give me your autograph."
"Um...I guess,"the blonde states taking the paper and signing it,"here."
"Wow, I'm a major fan of yours,"the co worker states,"you've broken the Tokyo 500 record in motorcycle and stock car racing for the past two years
. I've never thought it was possible to exceed 100 kph on a GTA model."
"Ah, so you ride,"Haraku states clamly, the woman sighed shakinger her head, then glared at the blonde.
"Hai, demo I not as good as you,"the burnette states.
"Come by the track around 6, then I'll be the judge of that,"Haraku states smiling extending his hand. The teenager eagerly took it shaking it happily
, instantly Michiru stomped on Haraku's foot."OW! Mich-chan."
"You are not going anywhere TODAY missy,"the woman states crossing her arms,"unless you want to sleep on the couch for the next WEEK."
"I didn't mean today!"Haraku's voice went up a few octaves,"I meant next week, didn't I mean next week, um.."
" Ken."the co worker stares blankly.
"See Ken-san clarifies that,"the blonde woman states hysterically.The woman turned on her heels starting to walk to the door causing the blonde
woman to shout,"Michiru! Gomen! Gomen!Gomen!"The man grabs her,"I'll watch Hotaru for a week.Gomen, Gomen. I'll clean up the whole
mansion! I'll even drop you off at practice and pick you early."As the begging had continued, Haraku's shoulders had slumtted, her head down like
a lost dog.
"I'll forgive,"she smiled tapping her lover on the nose,"Demo you, young lady,are going to sleep on the couch if I see you pull the motorcyle out at
ALL today."
"NANI!"the woman screaked in horror,"Demo...demo...kio."
"Which do you love more? Me or the bike?"the woman asked as she opened the door.
"I don't ask you if you love the violin more than me!"Haraku defended herself but became serious staring at the woman she loved in the eyes,"but I
give up riding for only you." The co workers just stared at the love and drama of the two women.
Michiru smiled pecking her one and only on the lips then walking out of the store. Haraku just stared at the door her hand on her lips, still warm,
eyes all bubbly. The four co workers just blinked processing the whole scene in complete confusion, within seconds Haraku noticed the four then
locked eyes with the brown hair boy saying,"4:00 Wednesday at the track, don't be late."With that she straintend up her tie and blazer and walked
out of the store, the bell giggling as it closed. In the distant was the sound of a loud motor roaring off into the distant.
After a few seconds the four broke the silence as Ken said,"My idol is a onna." Tears of shock were raising.
"The blossom is a lesiban,"the blonde hair man states holding his head in shame. The other two co workers looked at one another then shock
their heads going back to work.
WR Notes:Hi people I'm alive woohoo and hipper as ever. I'm gald everyone is positive so far about the fic, this is just a reupload of before. Gomen
about earlier I hope this one comes up well. Keep those reviews coming.
Sunlight gently kissed the curtains as it peaked over the morning horizon. The sky was a dazzling bright blue without a cloud in sight for
miles. The room was large and ravished in simplcity yet beauty with the darker shades green, black, and red. A buerau with a large mirror was
located nearest the door with a desktop moniter placed on top. The Queen Anne furiturne matched in every possible manner, dark cherry wood
well polished. Nonetheless the wood stilled showed it age and wear within the room. Counters were completely spotless with the exception of
perfume bottles that were filled to the top.The sunlight continued to travel to every corner which greeted it brightly by reflecting back the light. But
yet when the light reached the head of a dark purple bed, all that could be heard was a low annoyed moan.
Dark red eyes glared arounded at her surroundings as the words rolled off her lips,"Kuso ohayo."she rolled around to her side curling
up into a ball. Her long green locks sprawled across her pillows of green and purple. Mumbling something incoherent she again closed her eyes
letting sleep slowly claim her.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"a high pitch voice was heard throughout the entire mansion of the Outer Senshi of the Solar System.
***
A yellow corvette went wizzing down the busy streets of inner Tokyo. The light changed from green to red within an instant, causing the
corvette to barely miss the 18 wheeler in front of her. Grumbling under her breathe she glanced at the clock that blinked red noon. Taking a deep
breathe, she loosened her blue blazer slightly, her white shirt sticking to her chest from the heat of summer. The wheeler took a right as the light
turned green again sending the senshi of the wind flying down the road once more.
***
Within seconds the door of dark cherry was pushed opened as the tall woman, standing in her nightgown was huffing and puffing. Her
mouth was dropped in complete shock as she looked inside the black and violet room. There standing in front of a mirror was a 17 year old
teenager with long black locks to her midback. The reflection showed a smiliar image of the Soverign of Silence, Sailor Saturn.
"Setsuna-mama!"instantly the images whirled around in unison,"why did I grow?!"
"Watwashi....Watwashi..."the taller woman stood in front of this girl she had come to love as a daughter. Two scared pairs of violet and garnet
eyes met but neither uttered a word. Until a cold voice came from the mother figure,"Where's Haraku and Michiru?"
"I think they went out to celebrate some anniversery,"the girl states attempting to be calm.
"Kuso, of all the days,"the taller woman groans rolling her eyes and turning her back to her daughter. Instantly the two walked down the hall to a
large door that was white ivory with different planets ingrave starting with Mercury on the left and ending with Pluto on the right. Setsuna
summonded her time staff and opened the large door with the teenager Hotaru trailing behind her in silence like she had done many times
before.
***
The wind picked up a few pedals from a dieing rose. The pedals flew by an unsuspecting women with shoulder length aqua hair. Her
fingertips swam through a knot within her hair and rewarded with a kiss from the passing pedals. A small smile appeared on her face as she
glanced back at the street for a moment, just to catch a yellow corverttible flying towards Tokyo race track out of the corner of her eye. She
giggled to herself then turned to her task at hand, facing a small flower shop that she had heard of through the orchestra committee.
She opened the door to the shop stepping inside. She payed no head to the four men arguing over the table located in the middle of
the room. Her hands reach out to the glass doors which held a few well flowered plants. Tucking a lock of hair behind her ear she felt all eyes on
her as she closed hers. When she opened them she found a bigger surprise.
A blonde man with sunglasses shading his eyes smiled at her while holding a flower in his hand, "It has been a while since I've seen
such beautiful blossom as yourself."
She just smirked then stood up saying,"Then you really should get out more."
The man seemed rather surprised but please chuckling,"Ah, so you've noticed I've been waiting for the right blossom."
"Good for you. Demo I'm not a blossom and Tenou Haraku is much more handsome than any man I've ever known,"she continued to smile
smuggly. Just then her cell phone rang,"Hai Kieoh Michiru, Oi kio-shi."Her voice stressing the kioshi. The blonde man grumbled under his breathe
as he walked away defeated, glaring at the snickers from his co-workers. "Hai, Hai, that's the one, demo, Ah always rely on Setsuna-san. Hai Ja."
She clicked the phone off turning back to the flowers sellecting a few single white roses. "Could I have these?"
"Certainly,"the shortest co-worker's head perks up taking the flowers from her. She pulled out her wallet paying the man with red hair who was
glaring at everyone left and right.
Just then the door opened with a gust of wind, slaming it shut. The man was blonde with angry blue eyes and a blue blazer. His body was slim and
well buildt, the four men stared at him supiciously but his eyes didn't move from their gaze.
"Always making an enterance Haraku,"the woman smirked turning around smiling.
The man smirked saying,"Always charming Michiru."
"Tenou Haraku,"one of the coworkers stared in alarm, and there was the ripe of paper.The couple turned to the teenager as he pulled out a piece
of paper,"could you please give me your autograph."
"Um...I guess,"the blonde states taking the paper and signing it,"here."
"Wow, I'm a major fan of yours,"the co worker states,"you've broken the Tokyo 500 record in motorcycle and stock car racing for the past two years
. I've never thought it was possible to exceed 100 kph on a GTA model."
"Ah, so you ride,"Haraku states clamly, the woman sighed shakinger her head, then glared at the blonde.
"Hai, demo I not as good as you,"the burnette states.
"Come by the track around 6, then I'll be the judge of that,"Haraku states smiling extending his hand. The teenager eagerly took it shaking it happily
, instantly Michiru stomped on Haraku's foot."OW! Mich-chan."
"You are not going anywhere TODAY missy,"the woman states crossing her arms,"unless you want to sleep on the couch for the next WEEK."
"I didn't mean today!"Haraku's voice went up a few octaves,"I meant next week, didn't I mean next week, um.."
" Ken."the co worker stares blankly.
"See Ken-san clarifies that,"the blonde woman states hysterically.The woman turned on her heels starting to walk to the door causing the blonde
woman to shout,"Michiru! Gomen! Gomen!Gomen!"The man grabs her,"I'll watch Hotaru for a week.Gomen, Gomen. I'll clean up the whole
mansion! I'll even drop you off at practice and pick you early."As the begging had continued, Haraku's shoulders had slumtted, her head down like
a lost dog.
"I'll forgive,"she smiled tapping her lover on the nose,"Demo you, young lady,are going to sleep on the couch if I see you pull the motorcyle out at
ALL today."
"NANI!"the woman screaked in horror,"Demo...demo...kio."
"Which do you love more? Me or the bike?"the woman asked as she opened the door.
"I don't ask you if you love the violin more than me!"Haraku defended herself but became serious staring at the woman she loved in the eyes,"but I
give up riding for only you." The co workers just stared at the love and drama of the two women.
Michiru smiled pecking her one and only on the lips then walking out of the store. Haraku just stared at the door her hand on her lips, still warm,
eyes all bubbly. The four co workers just blinked processing the whole scene in complete confusion, within seconds Haraku noticed the four then
locked eyes with the brown hair boy saying,"4:00 Wednesday at the track, don't be late."With that she straintend up her tie and blazer and walked
out of the store, the bell giggling as it closed. In the distant was the sound of a loud motor roaring off into the distant.
After a few seconds the four broke the silence as Ken said,"My idol is a onna." Tears of shock were raising.
"The blossom is a lesiban,"the blonde hair man states holding his head in shame. The other two co workers looked at one another then shock
their heads going back to work.
WR Notes:Hi people I'm alive woohoo and hipper as ever. I'm gald everyone is positive so far about the fic, this is just a reupload of before. Gomen
about earlier I hope this one comes up well. Keep those reviews coming.