Hey, sorry it took so long for this chapter to come out, but these days I'm really busy
with homework and practically forgot about this….oh well, 4th chapter's up, so read and
review…
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Sailor Moon….
Poke…poke…poke….Michiru groaned softly as she felt tiny pricks on her arms. "Wake
up, dear girl...wake up." Michiru rolled over and opened her eyes. A man towered over
her. "Ahh!! W-who are you??" Michiru's scream echoed back through the trees. The man
gave a short laugh. "You don't need to know that now, Michiru. Just be calm and relax
for me."
"What? What makes you think I will follow YOUR orders? And how in the world do you
know my name?" Michiru shot back, both angered and surprised.
The man laughed again. "I told you, you don't need to know that now. And as for your
name, well, let's just say I haven't exactly been avoiding you ever since you and Haruka
got on this island."
Michiru gasped. Who was this guy? How did he get here? Michiru couldn't remember
anything. She took a closer look at his features. He seemed normal enough, about 20ish,
with black hair and dark green eyes. But, there was something about him…so mysterious
that he seemed evil. Michiru shuddered. She had to get back to Haruka, wherever she
was. "Hey, uh, thanks for keeping me company, but I've got to go now. Um, so maybe
I'll see you around?" She stood up and brushed herself off.
"No! You can't leave!" The man swiftly grabbed her arm.
"Hey! Let go of me! I can do whatever I want to!!" Michiru struggled to free herself. The
guy sighed. "Will you just please listen to me first? You might want to change your
mind."
"No! Let go of me NOW!!" Michiru began to panic. What was he going to do?
"Such a stubborn girl…what a pity. Well, you've left me no choice. Since you don't want
to listen to me, I'll have to use force." The man sighed, and suddenly snapped his fingers.
Thick, coiled rope appeared out of nowhere and wrapped themselves around Michiru's
wrists and ankles. A chair was slid behind her and more rope tied her tightly to the chair.
Michiru gasped and was about to scream for help when the guy snapped again and a
piece of cloth was tied loosely around her mouth. The man laughed coldly. He bent down
next to her. "I'm sorry…but you cannot go…ever…" He whispered softly into Michiru's
ear. She whimpered and jerked her head away from him. "Oh, come on. Just listen and
you won't have to go through all this." He persuaded her, but no emotion showed on
Michiru's face. The same, firm stare was cast upon her eyes. "Well, I can be patient.
You'll be mine eventually, so why bother to try? But I'll give you a hopeless chance to
think it over. I'll be back. It's time to hunt down that good friend of yours." Michiru
suddenly snapped her head up. No, she thought desperately. No! He can't hurt Haruka!!
The man noticed Michiru's reaction and sneered. "Ha! Now what do you think? Come
with me, or have Haruka hurt? Either way, I win. It's your call." Michiru bowed her head
sadly. She couldn't let Haruka get hurt, but she also couldn't bear to never see Haruka
again. "So are you in or out?" The man barked harshly. Michiru grimly nodded, tears
filling her eyes. The guy chuckled. "Yeah, I kind of thought so. Be a good girl and stay
here while I organize a few things." He turned abruptly and walked into the dense forest.
Once he was out of sight, Michiru started sobbing. She didn't know what to do. Oh,
Haruka! She thought numbly. Don't give up…I'll always be with you… please…please
don't forget me…
"Michiru?" Haruka bolted awake. She had been dreaming about far away lands and
peaceful times, when Michiru's pleading voice cut through her mind. Instantly, Haruka
knew something was wrong, especially when she heard Michiru's cries. She sounded so
sad and forlorn, but Haruka couldn't make out all the words. She sighed. Michiru must be
in trouble, Haruka thought as she slowly got up. But…where is she? Haruka looked
around. Trees covered every spot of land, but there was no sign of the lovely aqua-haired
girl. "Oh, no!!" Haruka suddenly cried aloud as she remembered being torn away from
Michiru in a freak tornado. "Oh, Michiru! Where are you?" Haruka started to walk
deeper into the forest. "Don't give up…don't…forget…me?" She muttered as she tried to
remember everything Michiru said. "Argh…I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!" Haruka
yelled to the lush green trees.
"Oh, but of course you can't, Haruka. You aren't expected to."
"Huh? Who's there?" Haruka whipped around to the sound of the chilling voice, but
there were only more trees to block her view.
"Ah…I think you wouldn't want to know. Let's just say that I am here to warn you."
"Yeah? And about what, may I ask?" Haruka began to get annoyed. Whoever this was,
they were getting on her nerves.
"Oh, Haruka. Such a tough one…or…maybe you're not so tough after all? Well, you
wouldn't want to use that personality on me. No, of course not, knowing that I have
Michiru in my hold…"
Haruka gasped. This…person, whoever it was, had Michiru? "Y-you know where
Michiru is?"
The voice laughed. "So now you want to listen to me? Yes, yes I do…and here's my
warning. Michiru and I…we have a little deal. As long as she stays with me, you won't
get hurt. So you know what that means…you better stay away from her, or I'm going to
have to break my end of the deal, which…Michiru won't be happy about. But I'm giving
you the warning beforehand, so you'll know better than to make a dumb little move that
will destroy Michiru's heart…now, you don't want that, do you…Haruka?"
Haruka seethed. She felt crushed, but there was no way anything would stop her from
trying to save Michiru. "You must really not know Michiru or I. What in the world made
you think that I won't fight for Michiru's freedom? No…of course I won't give up!"
The voice chuckled. "Haruka, Haruka. You see, I have my ways…to destroy you. Keep
that in mind…maybe you'll rethink everything. But for now, I'll go easy on you. I'll be
back…Haruka…." The voice drifted away. A chilly breeze swept through the forest,
making Haruka shudder with fear. "Oh, Michiru…" Haruka dropped to her knees,
sobbing with sadness in her heart. What was she going to do? She had no clue of where
Michiru was. "Michiru…I'll be here for you…always…and I'll never give up…"
"Michiru...Michiru…" A sad voice called. "Huh?" Michiru glanced up. There was no one
around, but she was sure she heard a familiar voice call to her. Oh…she thought. Could it
be…? Haruka? Relief washed over her as she realized who was talking. Oh, Haruka!
Michiru cried in her head. I can hear you! "Thinking hard?" An ominous voice breathed
into her ear. Michiru gasped. The guy was back! She fell silent. He walked around to face
her. "Oh! Sorry, I forgot." He snapped his fingers, and the ropes around Michiru
vanished. She fell to the floor, rubbing her red wrists. "Um, thanks," she muttered, not
looking into his face. "Michiru…I…"
"Wait. Um, before we get into any type of conversation at all, I'd like to know your
name." Michiru cut him off.
"Oh…well, my name? You can call me…Kuyou. Well…uh, yeah, I guess it's Kuyou."
Michiru forced a smile. "Ok…Kuyou…" She trailed off. Now what was going to happen
to her? He seemed…nicer, and more open, but she still didn't trust him. Michiru decided
to venture a little more into Kuyou's mind. "So…do you need me for something?"
He looked at her, confused. "Need you?"
Michiru sighed. She was going to have to be forward with this guy. "I mean, why aren't
you letting me go? What did I ever do to you?"
Kuyou sighed. "Well, it's hard to explain…see, I thought you were perfect."
Michiru blushed. "Perfect?"
Kuyou grinned at that. "Yes. Perfect for me." At this, Michiru stiffened. She hoped that
Kuyou didn't mean perfect as in love… "Uh, I kind of lost you there."
"It's just…all my life, I've been waiting for someone that understands me and cares for
me. The moment I brought you on the island, I just knew you were the one."
"Wait. What did you say? YOU brought Haruka and I on this island?" Michiru asked in
surprise. "Well, yeah…I mean, aren't you glad that I saved you from drowning?"
Kuyou's tone started to sound irritated. Whoops, Michiru thought. Time to back down.
"Oh, then…continue…"
"So, I watched you while you were here, and you seemed so lovely…so delicate…unlike
your friend, Haruka." Michiru cut him off again. "Well, you see, Haruka's more than a
friend. She's…the one and only person that I really care for and trust. We're like…soul
mates…"
"But…Michiru, I really love you!" Kuyou burst out. Michiru stared at him, shocked to
hear those words. Kuyou's voice became soft and gentle. "Michiru…believe me, Haruka
doesn't care for you as much as I do! You will always be happy with me…remember,
you're perfect…perfect…for me…" Michiru gasped. What was he trying to do to her?
But some of his words…they seemed so true, so real. Should I believe him? One part of
her asked herself. No! Haruka's the one for you! She scolded herself. But maybe I should
believe him…I mean, I want to be happy, right? The more Michiru thought about it, the
more she began to think that Kuyou was the one for her. The tiniest bit of her still
screamed, "Haruka! Haruka loves you too!!" But that tiny part was pushed away every
time. Kuyou watched, smiling, as waves of energy surrounded Michiru and pulled her in
to believe everything Kuyou said. She lost track of time and fell, spinning, spinning, into
a dark hole. Her mind cleared every happy memory of Haruka and soon, all she
remembered was a name, a person that she passed by daily but never knew very well. The
good memories of Haruka were replaced by many more of Kuyou. Michiru started to
believe Kuyou really was the one for her. Suddenly, something shot through her.
"Michiru…don't leave me…don't give up…" Haruka!! "Oh!!" Michiru cried as she tore
herself away from the fake memories of Kuyou. "Oh!!" She came back into reality. The
waves of energy thinned out and disappeared. Kuyou gasped. Never before had a person
fought back against his power! Michiru stood there, slightly confused. She remembered
Haruka and their good times together, but a part of her also believed in everything Kuyou
said. "Haruka…" she murmured. Michiru glanced up and looked into Kuyou's eyes. She
jumped back, startled to see so much hate and evil in them. "Kuyou?" Michiru took
another step away. "You said…I…I…" she trailed off. Kuyou laughed. "I see you have
overcome my power, Michiru. But now…you're mine…forever…"
with homework and practically forgot about this….oh well, 4th chapter's up, so read and
review…
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Sailor Moon….
Poke…poke…poke….Michiru groaned softly as she felt tiny pricks on her arms. "Wake
up, dear girl...wake up." Michiru rolled over and opened her eyes. A man towered over
her. "Ahh!! W-who are you??" Michiru's scream echoed back through the trees. The man
gave a short laugh. "You don't need to know that now, Michiru. Just be calm and relax
for me."
"What? What makes you think I will follow YOUR orders? And how in the world do you
know my name?" Michiru shot back, both angered and surprised.
The man laughed again. "I told you, you don't need to know that now. And as for your
name, well, let's just say I haven't exactly been avoiding you ever since you and Haruka
got on this island."
Michiru gasped. Who was this guy? How did he get here? Michiru couldn't remember
anything. She took a closer look at his features. He seemed normal enough, about 20ish,
with black hair and dark green eyes. But, there was something about him…so mysterious
that he seemed evil. Michiru shuddered. She had to get back to Haruka, wherever she
was. "Hey, uh, thanks for keeping me company, but I've got to go now. Um, so maybe
I'll see you around?" She stood up and brushed herself off.
"No! You can't leave!" The man swiftly grabbed her arm.
"Hey! Let go of me! I can do whatever I want to!!" Michiru struggled to free herself. The
guy sighed. "Will you just please listen to me first? You might want to change your
mind."
"No! Let go of me NOW!!" Michiru began to panic. What was he going to do?
"Such a stubborn girl…what a pity. Well, you've left me no choice. Since you don't want
to listen to me, I'll have to use force." The man sighed, and suddenly snapped his fingers.
Thick, coiled rope appeared out of nowhere and wrapped themselves around Michiru's
wrists and ankles. A chair was slid behind her and more rope tied her tightly to the chair.
Michiru gasped and was about to scream for help when the guy snapped again and a
piece of cloth was tied loosely around her mouth. The man laughed coldly. He bent down
next to her. "I'm sorry…but you cannot go…ever…" He whispered softly into Michiru's
ear. She whimpered and jerked her head away from him. "Oh, come on. Just listen and
you won't have to go through all this." He persuaded her, but no emotion showed on
Michiru's face. The same, firm stare was cast upon her eyes. "Well, I can be patient.
You'll be mine eventually, so why bother to try? But I'll give you a hopeless chance to
think it over. I'll be back. It's time to hunt down that good friend of yours." Michiru
suddenly snapped her head up. No, she thought desperately. No! He can't hurt Haruka!!
The man noticed Michiru's reaction and sneered. "Ha! Now what do you think? Come
with me, or have Haruka hurt? Either way, I win. It's your call." Michiru bowed her head
sadly. She couldn't let Haruka get hurt, but she also couldn't bear to never see Haruka
again. "So are you in or out?" The man barked harshly. Michiru grimly nodded, tears
filling her eyes. The guy chuckled. "Yeah, I kind of thought so. Be a good girl and stay
here while I organize a few things." He turned abruptly and walked into the dense forest.
Once he was out of sight, Michiru started sobbing. She didn't know what to do. Oh,
Haruka! She thought numbly. Don't give up…I'll always be with you… please…please
don't forget me…
"Michiru?" Haruka bolted awake. She had been dreaming about far away lands and
peaceful times, when Michiru's pleading voice cut through her mind. Instantly, Haruka
knew something was wrong, especially when she heard Michiru's cries. She sounded so
sad and forlorn, but Haruka couldn't make out all the words. She sighed. Michiru must be
in trouble, Haruka thought as she slowly got up. But…where is she? Haruka looked
around. Trees covered every spot of land, but there was no sign of the lovely aqua-haired
girl. "Oh, no!!" Haruka suddenly cried aloud as she remembered being torn away from
Michiru in a freak tornado. "Oh, Michiru! Where are you?" Haruka started to walk
deeper into the forest. "Don't give up…don't…forget…me?" She muttered as she tried to
remember everything Michiru said. "Argh…I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!" Haruka
yelled to the lush green trees.
"Oh, but of course you can't, Haruka. You aren't expected to."
"Huh? Who's there?" Haruka whipped around to the sound of the chilling voice, but
there were only more trees to block her view.
"Ah…I think you wouldn't want to know. Let's just say that I am here to warn you."
"Yeah? And about what, may I ask?" Haruka began to get annoyed. Whoever this was,
they were getting on her nerves.
"Oh, Haruka. Such a tough one…or…maybe you're not so tough after all? Well, you
wouldn't want to use that personality on me. No, of course not, knowing that I have
Michiru in my hold…"
Haruka gasped. This…person, whoever it was, had Michiru? "Y-you know where
Michiru is?"
The voice laughed. "So now you want to listen to me? Yes, yes I do…and here's my
warning. Michiru and I…we have a little deal. As long as she stays with me, you won't
get hurt. So you know what that means…you better stay away from her, or I'm going to
have to break my end of the deal, which…Michiru won't be happy about. But I'm giving
you the warning beforehand, so you'll know better than to make a dumb little move that
will destroy Michiru's heart…now, you don't want that, do you…Haruka?"
Haruka seethed. She felt crushed, but there was no way anything would stop her from
trying to save Michiru. "You must really not know Michiru or I. What in the world made
you think that I won't fight for Michiru's freedom? No…of course I won't give up!"
The voice chuckled. "Haruka, Haruka. You see, I have my ways…to destroy you. Keep
that in mind…maybe you'll rethink everything. But for now, I'll go easy on you. I'll be
back…Haruka…." The voice drifted away. A chilly breeze swept through the forest,
making Haruka shudder with fear. "Oh, Michiru…" Haruka dropped to her knees,
sobbing with sadness in her heart. What was she going to do? She had no clue of where
Michiru was. "Michiru…I'll be here for you…always…and I'll never give up…"
"Michiru...Michiru…" A sad voice called. "Huh?" Michiru glanced up. There was no one
around, but she was sure she heard a familiar voice call to her. Oh…she thought. Could it
be…? Haruka? Relief washed over her as she realized who was talking. Oh, Haruka!
Michiru cried in her head. I can hear you! "Thinking hard?" An ominous voice breathed
into her ear. Michiru gasped. The guy was back! She fell silent. He walked around to face
her. "Oh! Sorry, I forgot." He snapped his fingers, and the ropes around Michiru
vanished. She fell to the floor, rubbing her red wrists. "Um, thanks," she muttered, not
looking into his face. "Michiru…I…"
"Wait. Um, before we get into any type of conversation at all, I'd like to know your
name." Michiru cut him off.
"Oh…well, my name? You can call me…Kuyou. Well…uh, yeah, I guess it's Kuyou."
Michiru forced a smile. "Ok…Kuyou…" She trailed off. Now what was going to happen
to her? He seemed…nicer, and more open, but she still didn't trust him. Michiru decided
to venture a little more into Kuyou's mind. "So…do you need me for something?"
He looked at her, confused. "Need you?"
Michiru sighed. She was going to have to be forward with this guy. "I mean, why aren't
you letting me go? What did I ever do to you?"
Kuyou sighed. "Well, it's hard to explain…see, I thought you were perfect."
Michiru blushed. "Perfect?"
Kuyou grinned at that. "Yes. Perfect for me." At this, Michiru stiffened. She hoped that
Kuyou didn't mean perfect as in love… "Uh, I kind of lost you there."
"It's just…all my life, I've been waiting for someone that understands me and cares for
me. The moment I brought you on the island, I just knew you were the one."
"Wait. What did you say? YOU brought Haruka and I on this island?" Michiru asked in
surprise. "Well, yeah…I mean, aren't you glad that I saved you from drowning?"
Kuyou's tone started to sound irritated. Whoops, Michiru thought. Time to back down.
"Oh, then…continue…"
"So, I watched you while you were here, and you seemed so lovely…so delicate…unlike
your friend, Haruka." Michiru cut him off again. "Well, you see, Haruka's more than a
friend. She's…the one and only person that I really care for and trust. We're like…soul
mates…"
"But…Michiru, I really love you!" Kuyou burst out. Michiru stared at him, shocked to
hear those words. Kuyou's voice became soft and gentle. "Michiru…believe me, Haruka
doesn't care for you as much as I do! You will always be happy with me…remember,
you're perfect…perfect…for me…" Michiru gasped. What was he trying to do to her?
But some of his words…they seemed so true, so real. Should I believe him? One part of
her asked herself. No! Haruka's the one for you! She scolded herself. But maybe I should
believe him…I mean, I want to be happy, right? The more Michiru thought about it, the
more she began to think that Kuyou was the one for her. The tiniest bit of her still
screamed, "Haruka! Haruka loves you too!!" But that tiny part was pushed away every
time. Kuyou watched, smiling, as waves of energy surrounded Michiru and pulled her in
to believe everything Kuyou said. She lost track of time and fell, spinning, spinning, into
a dark hole. Her mind cleared every happy memory of Haruka and soon, all she
remembered was a name, a person that she passed by daily but never knew very well. The
good memories of Haruka were replaced by many more of Kuyou. Michiru started to
believe Kuyou really was the one for her. Suddenly, something shot through her.
"Michiru…don't leave me…don't give up…" Haruka!! "Oh!!" Michiru cried as she tore
herself away from the fake memories of Kuyou. "Oh!!" She came back into reality. The
waves of energy thinned out and disappeared. Kuyou gasped. Never before had a person
fought back against his power! Michiru stood there, slightly confused. She remembered
Haruka and their good times together, but a part of her also believed in everything Kuyou
said. "Haruka…" she murmured. Michiru glanced up and looked into Kuyou's eyes. She
jumped back, startled to see so much hate and evil in them. "Kuyou?" Michiru took
another step away. "You said…I…I…" she trailed off. Kuyou laughed. "I see you have
overcome my power, Michiru. But now…you're mine…forever…"