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"Michiru! Glad you can make it!" Minako answered the door. It was Christmas and as promised, the party was held at Usagi's house. The inners were already there, except for Makoto who had gone for a run to the nearby store to buy butter. Michiru carried two paper bags full of gifts. Hotaru ran up to her mama and hugged the sea senshi. Setsuna smiled at her and returned to watching the cooking Makoto left. The girls in the living room were talking. Rei and Usagi were arguing again. Ami was reading a book when Minako snatched it and tucked it away, saying that it wasn't the right time to read and read. Ami sighed defeated and decided to stop the arguing girls. Chibiusa took Hotaru and the two disappeared in her room. Michiru made her way to the kitchen after placing all the gifts under the tree. Setsuna was having a hard time with the roast.
"Michiru, would you please hand over the salt?" Setsuna asked. As the sea senshi complied, the main door rang. An excited shout could be heard all over the house. Michiru peeked to see what it was the girls were shouting for. Haruka stood at the door, bags all over her shoulders, as if coming from a flight. Her hair was messed and still wet. A small white dog was yelping around the living room. All the girls were trying to catch it and hold the little puppy in her arms. Hotaru and Chibiusa joined in, too. Michiru had to giggle at the sight.
Michiru… Haruka noticed the aqua-haired woman standing behind the kitchen door. She's still beautiful… even if she wears those simple clothes. She kept on standing by the door, unwilling to close it.
"Ugh!"
"Sorry, Haruka," Makoto rushed in and took over the kitchen. The racer scratched her head, looking at the ever busy Mako especially during the Christmas season. Michiru heard the husky voice and remembered that she was there. She then turned around and went back to the kitchen. Haruka stood still for a while. Closing her eyes, she sighed then closed the door and arranged the gifts she brought. Sitting with the rest of the girls afterwards after Hotaru gave her a hug.
"Haruka-papa! I missed you!"
Michiru froze as she heard Hotaru spoke. She missed Haruka, too. But…
Ruka… I, I…'m…
"Earth to Michiru!" Setsuna spoke up. She was asking Michiru to hand over something that the girl asked didn't hear and was handing over a spoon instead. "You know, you better snap out of it. You missed her, admit it. And no buts!" The green-haired woman smiled returning back to work with Makoto arranging all the other ingredients. Michiru looked at her in surprise not knowing what to say.
Hai, I missed her, too. But…
"Don't let your pride get in the way, Michiru…" Setsuna spoke again as if reading the sea senshi's thoughts. "She loves you!"
"Hai, that she does!" Makoto responded with a grin. "Now, please, Setsuna, let's get back to work?" she pleaded to the time senshi who shook her head in astonishment at the brunette's reply.
They're right, Michiru thought, smiling to herself. There's no need to ignore Haruka's presence now. There never was, really. I just hoped we still stayed in touch… When you left her? Hai, even if I LEFT her. That's it! Maybe, just maybe we could rescue our friendship… Michiru's eyes brightened up at that thought. She was still in the kitchen, staring blankly at the chefs. Playing with the spoon in her hand. She would talk with Haruka…
Ding dong!
Nani?
The door rang.
Ding dong!
Again.
"Hai!" Usagi rose and answered the door. Haruka, with her back facing the door, turned and smiled. A young girl with short blue hair was standing by the door. Carrying a package. "Can I help you?" Usagi asked.
"Yuki!" Haruka stood up and went to her friend. Usagi backed and was thrown a lot of you-don't-remember looks. Face flushed from embarrassment, the princess started to sob.
"You baka!"
"You couldn't remember her?"
"Hush, maybe she just wasn't listening when Haruka introduced her to us in the hos…"
"Shhh…"
"Gomen, I forgot…"
Michiru looked at Setsuna questioningly. She didn't understand what the others were saying, rather whispering to each other. The older woman shook her head. She didn't know what happened, but she know something happened to Haruka. Her schedule during those times were just tight that she didn't have time to visit the racer. Hotaru wanted to see if she was alright but when they got to her new house, she was not there. And all the inners told her was that Haruka's fine as they have seen her a lot of times.
"Ahem," Haruka said, getting all the attention in the room. "I don't believe I have introduced all of you to this caring, person." Haruka started, giving Yuki a smile which made the mechanic blush. She invited Yuki in as Usagi went back to the living room. The mechanic giggled at the sight and the whisperings that was before her.
Caring?
Michiru eyed the new person in the room. Short blue hair, almost like Ami's. Slender form, but a little bit musculated. Eyes shining light blue green and a face of a teenager. Caring? She called her caring?
"Guys, this is Yuki Nakou, the mechanic of our team. And a good friend of mine." Haruka's eyes looked around the room and finally met Michiru's. She was staring unbelievingly at the girl in front of them. This person? A mechanic in her team?
Michiru shook herself.
"Yuki," holding out one hand pointing at each member of the group, she introduced them all. The inners giving a big smile. Remembering how the mechanic cared for Haruka when she laid in the hospital. And how she laughed at their craziness. But their eyes show something else. Worry.
Worry about what? Haruka asked her herself. Michiru stared at her for a long time when Haruka looked at her when she introduced Yuki to the sea senshi. Yuki bowed slightly and gave a meek smile to the known violinist. She was indeed surprised to see the Kaioh Michiru sitting with the girls she had known in the hospital.
Haruka looked straight back into Michiru's eyes, asking. So, that is what the girls are worried about. Even she couldn't help but worry whenever Michiru looked that way whenever she flirted. Only now, she isn't flirting. She was just saying the truth. Michi couldn't see that. But I hope she does… The racer let out a sigh as the aqua-haired woman shifted her sight to Yuki and forced a smile back to the mechanic and continued introducing those who were left.
"Take care!" Usagi waved goodbye to Michiru as she drove home. She was furious with herself… with Haruka… no, with whoever she is that showed up when she was getting the courage to talk to Haruka. No, Haruka did it.
She was arguing with herself. She didn't know what to think. She didn't even get the chance to speak to Haruka about her plan simply because Yuki was there. She would have left but Haruka didn't let her, saying that it is much fun with them compared to the mechanic's home. The mechanic gave up and stayed until the celebration was finished.
Gods! Why am I so… You LEFT her, so don't be upset, Michiru!
She was battling with herself. Over her feelings that she desperately tried to get over with the past months after she left their house. After leaving everything they had built for each other. After leaving the love that brought her immeasurable happiness in her whole life.
"Shit!" Michiru said, breaking down on her own bed. In her own apartment. She was on the verge of crying before leaving Usagi's and was holding back her tears during the drive. She didn't want to crash. Although she wanted to leave. And forget. After locking the door, she went upstairs to change. But tears swelled up and didn't stop.
Her plan didn't work. No, her plan didn't have a chance to occur in the first place.
She was blaming whoever the girl with Haruka is. Coming over and ruining her day. And it's Christmas! It was never like this since I first met her…! It was never this ruined since I left our house a when I was seven! Since they took me away from my father! From my… from that guy!!
She was blaming Haruka. Letting her friend ruin the day for her love. LOVE? How could she love you, when you left her? How could she forgive you, you ungrateful brat! Damn it! She couldn't even look at you for a long time!
"Haruka…" She continued to cry. She was crying for everything that happened. Blaming Haruka for letting Yuki stay. For being so cold when she tried to approach her. For having empty eyes whenever their gazes met. For being so damn ignorant of what she was feeling!
Hush, it's all right. I'll protect you…
She could remember her words. Everytime a nightmare could come and visit her. Nightmares about her past. About her father. She wouldn't hurt me. No, she wouldn't…
Hey, don't look too sad, I'm here. I'll always be here…
No, she couldn't blame Haruka for what happened. No, she just can't! It's all HER fault! It's all her fault!
"I… I'm… sorry…" she said between sobs. "Ruka…" It's all my fault. If I hadn't been selfish, it wouldn't be like this! If I hadn't been jealous, I might have talked to you before! This may have been straightened out! This… what I have done…! Oh, shit! Why does it have to be this way?! Why do I have to feel this damn way?! Why……?
Moonlight shines upon her as she lay in bed. Crying her heart out. Holding on to a pillow for comfort as the dim light caresses her to sleep.
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so, how was it? It's not yet finished, though. But I'd like to get comments about the story's flow.
Any suggestions? Just mail me at ao_tenshi27@hotmail.com ok? Jaa!
"Michiru! Glad you can make it!" Minako answered the door. It was Christmas and as promised, the party was held at Usagi's house. The inners were already there, except for Makoto who had gone for a run to the nearby store to buy butter. Michiru carried two paper bags full of gifts. Hotaru ran up to her mama and hugged the sea senshi. Setsuna smiled at her and returned to watching the cooking Makoto left. The girls in the living room were talking. Rei and Usagi were arguing again. Ami was reading a book when Minako snatched it and tucked it away, saying that it wasn't the right time to read and read. Ami sighed defeated and decided to stop the arguing girls. Chibiusa took Hotaru and the two disappeared in her room. Michiru made her way to the kitchen after placing all the gifts under the tree. Setsuna was having a hard time with the roast.
"Michiru, would you please hand over the salt?" Setsuna asked. As the sea senshi complied, the main door rang. An excited shout could be heard all over the house. Michiru peeked to see what it was the girls were shouting for. Haruka stood at the door, bags all over her shoulders, as if coming from a flight. Her hair was messed and still wet. A small white dog was yelping around the living room. All the girls were trying to catch it and hold the little puppy in her arms. Hotaru and Chibiusa joined in, too. Michiru had to giggle at the sight.
Michiru… Haruka noticed the aqua-haired woman standing behind the kitchen door. She's still beautiful… even if she wears those simple clothes. She kept on standing by the door, unwilling to close it.
"Ugh!"
"Sorry, Haruka," Makoto rushed in and took over the kitchen. The racer scratched her head, looking at the ever busy Mako especially during the Christmas season. Michiru heard the husky voice and remembered that she was there. She then turned around and went back to the kitchen. Haruka stood still for a while. Closing her eyes, she sighed then closed the door and arranged the gifts she brought. Sitting with the rest of the girls afterwards after Hotaru gave her a hug.
"Haruka-papa! I missed you!"
Michiru froze as she heard Hotaru spoke. She missed Haruka, too. But…
Ruka… I, I…'m…
"Earth to Michiru!" Setsuna spoke up. She was asking Michiru to hand over something that the girl asked didn't hear and was handing over a spoon instead. "You know, you better snap out of it. You missed her, admit it. And no buts!" The green-haired woman smiled returning back to work with Makoto arranging all the other ingredients. Michiru looked at her in surprise not knowing what to say.
Hai, I missed her, too. But…
"Don't let your pride get in the way, Michiru…" Setsuna spoke again as if reading the sea senshi's thoughts. "She loves you!"
"Hai, that she does!" Makoto responded with a grin. "Now, please, Setsuna, let's get back to work?" she pleaded to the time senshi who shook her head in astonishment at the brunette's reply.
They're right, Michiru thought, smiling to herself. There's no need to ignore Haruka's presence now. There never was, really. I just hoped we still stayed in touch… When you left her? Hai, even if I LEFT her. That's it! Maybe, just maybe we could rescue our friendship… Michiru's eyes brightened up at that thought. She was still in the kitchen, staring blankly at the chefs. Playing with the spoon in her hand. She would talk with Haruka…
Ding dong!
Nani?
The door rang.
Ding dong!
Again.
"Hai!" Usagi rose and answered the door. Haruka, with her back facing the door, turned and smiled. A young girl with short blue hair was standing by the door. Carrying a package. "Can I help you?" Usagi asked.
"Yuki!" Haruka stood up and went to her friend. Usagi backed and was thrown a lot of you-don't-remember looks. Face flushed from embarrassment, the princess started to sob.
"You baka!"
"You couldn't remember her?"
"Hush, maybe she just wasn't listening when Haruka introduced her to us in the hos…"
"Shhh…"
"Gomen, I forgot…"
Michiru looked at Setsuna questioningly. She didn't understand what the others were saying, rather whispering to each other. The older woman shook her head. She didn't know what happened, but she know something happened to Haruka. Her schedule during those times were just tight that she didn't have time to visit the racer. Hotaru wanted to see if she was alright but when they got to her new house, she was not there. And all the inners told her was that Haruka's fine as they have seen her a lot of times.
"Ahem," Haruka said, getting all the attention in the room. "I don't believe I have introduced all of you to this caring, person." Haruka started, giving Yuki a smile which made the mechanic blush. She invited Yuki in as Usagi went back to the living room. The mechanic giggled at the sight and the whisperings that was before her.
Caring?
Michiru eyed the new person in the room. Short blue hair, almost like Ami's. Slender form, but a little bit musculated. Eyes shining light blue green and a face of a teenager. Caring? She called her caring?
"Guys, this is Yuki Nakou, the mechanic of our team. And a good friend of mine." Haruka's eyes looked around the room and finally met Michiru's. She was staring unbelievingly at the girl in front of them. This person? A mechanic in her team?
Michiru shook herself.
"Yuki," holding out one hand pointing at each member of the group, she introduced them all. The inners giving a big smile. Remembering how the mechanic cared for Haruka when she laid in the hospital. And how she laughed at their craziness. But their eyes show something else. Worry.
Worry about what? Haruka asked her herself. Michiru stared at her for a long time when Haruka looked at her when she introduced Yuki to the sea senshi. Yuki bowed slightly and gave a meek smile to the known violinist. She was indeed surprised to see the Kaioh Michiru sitting with the girls she had known in the hospital.
Haruka looked straight back into Michiru's eyes, asking. So, that is what the girls are worried about. Even she couldn't help but worry whenever Michiru looked that way whenever she flirted. Only now, she isn't flirting. She was just saying the truth. Michi couldn't see that. But I hope she does… The racer let out a sigh as the aqua-haired woman shifted her sight to Yuki and forced a smile back to the mechanic and continued introducing those who were left.
"Take care!" Usagi waved goodbye to Michiru as she drove home. She was furious with herself… with Haruka… no, with whoever she is that showed up when she was getting the courage to talk to Haruka. No, Haruka did it.
She was arguing with herself. She didn't know what to think. She didn't even get the chance to speak to Haruka about her plan simply because Yuki was there. She would have left but Haruka didn't let her, saying that it is much fun with them compared to the mechanic's home. The mechanic gave up and stayed until the celebration was finished.
Gods! Why am I so… You LEFT her, so don't be upset, Michiru!
She was battling with herself. Over her feelings that she desperately tried to get over with the past months after she left their house. After leaving everything they had built for each other. After leaving the love that brought her immeasurable happiness in her whole life.
"Shit!" Michiru said, breaking down on her own bed. In her own apartment. She was on the verge of crying before leaving Usagi's and was holding back her tears during the drive. She didn't want to crash. Although she wanted to leave. And forget. After locking the door, she went upstairs to change. But tears swelled up and didn't stop.
Her plan didn't work. No, her plan didn't have a chance to occur in the first place.
She was blaming whoever the girl with Haruka is. Coming over and ruining her day. And it's Christmas! It was never like this since I first met her…! It was never this ruined since I left our house a when I was seven! Since they took me away from my father! From my… from that guy!!
She was blaming Haruka. Letting her friend ruin the day for her love. LOVE? How could she love you, when you left her? How could she forgive you, you ungrateful brat! Damn it! She couldn't even look at you for a long time!
"Haruka…" She continued to cry. She was crying for everything that happened. Blaming Haruka for letting Yuki stay. For being so cold when she tried to approach her. For having empty eyes whenever their gazes met. For being so damn ignorant of what she was feeling!
Hush, it's all right. I'll protect you…
She could remember her words. Everytime a nightmare could come and visit her. Nightmares about her past. About her father. She wouldn't hurt me. No, she wouldn't…
Hey, don't look too sad, I'm here. I'll always be here…
No, she couldn't blame Haruka for what happened. No, she just can't! It's all HER fault! It's all her fault!
"I… I'm… sorry…" she said between sobs. "Ruka…" It's all my fault. If I hadn't been selfish, it wouldn't be like this! If I hadn't been jealous, I might have talked to you before! This may have been straightened out! This… what I have done…! Oh, shit! Why does it have to be this way?! Why do I have to feel this damn way?! Why……?
Moonlight shines upon her as she lay in bed. Crying her heart out. Holding on to a pillow for comfort as the dim light caresses her to sleep.
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so, how was it? It's not yet finished, though. But I'd like to get comments about the story's flow.
Any suggestions? Just mail me at ao_tenshi27@hotmail.com ok? Jaa!