Chapter 5: Dreaming Of You
Two hours later, Michiru fell into her bed, still full of anger and disappointment. She stared up at the ceiling, seriously considering to tell everyone she knew about the fact that the great Haruka Tenoh was female. Then, she let out a sigh and shook her head. "No. She doesn't deserve this…" the aqua haired girl thought to herself, turning off the lights and pulling the blanket over herself. Soon, she was fast asleep, and the dreams came.
"Open your eyes, Neptune." The smooth, female voice was unknown to Michiru, but still she obeyed. Upon doing what she had been told, the aqua haired girl found herself standing in the middle of a battlefield, with countless corpses and still alive, but badly hurt people spread all over it. "My God…" Michiru whispered, shocked. "What happened here? Where…where am I?" "In your future…if you don't accept your duty." The voice replied. "Who are you?" Michiru asked, her voice shaking with fear all of a sudden – although she knew that it was just a dream, a deep feeling of fright suddenly had conquered her heart. And it's not the battlefield that frightens you. It's the thought that maybe she could be one of the people who lie here. A small voice whispered in the back of her head. "She is one of them." The voice suddenly spoke, as if she had read Michirus mind. "You were supposed to fight with her, but you didn't. Alone, she didn't stand a chance. Her heart was cold and lonely…and a warrior who has a cold heart can't fight well." Michiru took one step back, her foot hitting something soft in the process. Slowly, the aqua haired girl turned around and looked down, already knowing what she would see. Haruka laid at her feet, in a pool of her own blood; one of the unknown attackers had ran the blonde through with a long spear that now nailed her body to the ground. She wasn't breathing anymore. "Gods, no." Michiru whispered, kneeling down next to the fallen woman. "No…" "You can prevent all of that." The voice spoke again, causing the aqua haired girl to look around frantically. "Who are you? And how could I be able to prevent all of that, for Neptune's Sake? I'm just…" she trailed off when she had realized what she just had said. "For Neptune's Sake? Where did that come from?" She wondered out loud when suddenly a bright flash of light blended her, forcing the aqua haired girl to squeeze her eye shut. When she was able to open them again, she found herself standing in the middle of the school yard. A few metres away, Haruka was leaning against a tree, looking over to her smiling. The aqua haired girl felt how her heartbeat increased, and she shook her head. "No! I'm not gay! I'm not in love with her!" Suddenly, another woman wearing a sailor fuku appeared out of nowhere right in front of her, causing the aqua haired girl to shriek and take a step back. "Where did you come from?" Michiru gasped as soon as she had recovered a little from her shock. "That's not important. I'm Sailor Pluto. Nice to meet you, Neptune." "Stop calling me that!" Michiru cried out, glaring at the older woman. "I'm not Sailor Neptune!" "Oh yes, you are. And you finally should accept that fact." Pluto replied, sounding slightly annoyed. "It's your destiny to be Haruka's partner in fighting…and in love." "No! I'm not a lesbian!" Michiru cried out, her eyes filling with tears. "I can't be a lesbian…I can't love her." She whispered, sinking down on her knees. "You already do." Pluto replied gently, kneeling down next to the now crying Michiru. "In your heart, you know that you do. But your mind keeps telling you no. Why, Michiru? Would it be so bad to love another woman?" "Yes!" Michiru cried out, looking at Pluto with eyes red and swollen from crying. "Yes, for Heaven's Sake!" Pluto slowly shook her head while Haruka started to walk towards them. "We used to be lovers a long time ago." The blonde softly spoke, looking down on the kneeling girl. "Please, Neptune…remember." The last word resounded so loud that Michiru had to cover her ears with both hands while the world around her slowly started to disappear and she started to fall into darkness.
Michiru sat up in her bed with a scream stuck in her throat, thick pearls of sweat running down from her forehead over her cheeks. Then, she realized that it wasn't just sweat; she was crying. The aqua haired girl just couldn't forget the battlefield she had seen on her dream…the lifeless body of Haruka who had been murdered so brutally. And the pain in her heart she had felt when she had seen the blonde like that. "I can't love her…" Michiru whispered, staring into nothingness with tears running down her eyes. You already do. Pluto's voice came up in her mind. Letting out a desperate sob, Michiru buried her face into her pillows and wept until she finally fell asleep again.
The very same time, Haruka also awoke with a start, panting heavily, one hand clutching her stomach. "Dreaming about my own death sucks." The blonde mumbled to herself, earning a small chuckle from Setsuna in reply. "Gah!" Haruka cried out, her hand flying up from her stomach, clutching her heart. "Setsuna! You know I hate it when you appear out of nowhere like this!" "Sorry." Setsuna replied, giggling. "I just couldn't help myself. What do you think, did the dream I sent her help?" "I don't know." Haruka replied, sighing while she ran one hand through her tousled hair. "I hope it did…otherwise I'm in for some serious trouble." Setsuna's face grew serious when she nodded. "Afraid so, Haruka. Well…you'll find out tomorrow." Haruka nodded and let herself fall down on her back again. "Sleep well, Uranus. I'll be waiting here for you tomorrow." Setsuna promised before she vanished, leaving nothing than thin air behind.