Chapter 2 ~ Michiru's Preparation
It had been six months since that day on the beach. The day was finally here. Michiru stood in her dressing room, waiting for her friends to come in and help her. She stood in front of a mirror, in nothing but her bra, panties, and her garter on. She smiled at herself in the mirror. Michiru had been waiting for this day, and it was finally here.
The door to the dressing room opened and Michiru whirled around to see who it was. In walked Makoto, Hotaru, and Chibi-usa. Michiru smiled at them softly and hugged each of them. The three of them were dressed beautifully. Hotaru and Chibi-usa wore matching pink and purple dresses. In this time they were both merely four years old. This worked in favor for Michiru. She had wanted them both to be flowergirls. Hotaru smiled up at her mother. "Mama needs to get dressed," she said, giggling. Both her and Makoto nodded as Makoto started to help her into her dress.
Michiru's dress was a beautiful white. it was fit to her body. Her breasts were covered with a pretty pink fabric, that was lined with a teal ribbon. From her waist hung a second skirt, the same pink as the top. Around her upper arms were coverings that were the same pretty pink, with the teal ribbon.
Once the dress was on her, Michiru sat at her vanity as Hotaru brought over her veil. The two of them had gone shopping together for a tiara and veil, as a mother-daughter outing. Hotaru had picked out a beautiful silver tiara that was adorned with aquamarine jewels. They both thought it was beautiful and knew that it was the one. Hotaru took it out of it's box, being delicate, as if it was a baby. From the tiara, hung a beautiful white silk veil. Makoto picked up Hotaru and held her behind her mother.
Hotaru had been very insistent that she be the one to put the veil on. She wanted to "crown" her mother. She gently set the tiara on her mother's head perfectly. Michiru smiled and took her daughter in her arms, hugging her tight. Hotaru giggled. She was very happy to see her mama and papa getting married. With everything ready, Michiru merely had to wait. She giggled softly, looked to her little one and asked, "Want to go spy on your papa for me, my little firefly?" Hotaru nodded rapidly and ran out giggling, towards Haruka's dressing room.
It had been six months since that day on the beach. The day was finally here. Michiru stood in her dressing room, waiting for her friends to come in and help her. She stood in front of a mirror, in nothing but her bra, panties, and her garter on. She smiled at herself in the mirror. Michiru had been waiting for this day, and it was finally here.
The door to the dressing room opened and Michiru whirled around to see who it was. In walked Makoto, Hotaru, and Chibi-usa. Michiru smiled at them softly and hugged each of them. The three of them were dressed beautifully. Hotaru and Chibi-usa wore matching pink and purple dresses. In this time they were both merely four years old. This worked in favor for Michiru. She had wanted them both to be flowergirls. Hotaru smiled up at her mother. "Mama needs to get dressed," she said, giggling. Both her and Makoto nodded as Makoto started to help her into her dress.
Michiru's dress was a beautiful white. it was fit to her body. Her breasts were covered with a pretty pink fabric, that was lined with a teal ribbon. From her waist hung a second skirt, the same pink as the top. Around her upper arms were coverings that were the same pretty pink, with the teal ribbon.
Once the dress was on her, Michiru sat at her vanity as Hotaru brought over her veil. The two of them had gone shopping together for a tiara and veil, as a mother-daughter outing. Hotaru had picked out a beautiful silver tiara that was adorned with aquamarine jewels. They both thought it was beautiful and knew that it was the one. Hotaru took it out of it's box, being delicate, as if it was a baby. From the tiara, hung a beautiful white silk veil. Makoto picked up Hotaru and held her behind her mother.
Hotaru had been very insistent that she be the one to put the veil on. She wanted to "crown" her mother. She gently set the tiara on her mother's head perfectly. Michiru smiled and took her daughter in her arms, hugging her tight. Hotaru giggled. She was very happy to see her mama and papa getting married. With everything ready, Michiru merely had to wait. She giggled softly, looked to her little one and asked, "Want to go spy on your papa for me, my little firefly?" Hotaru nodded rapidly and ran out giggling, towards Haruka's dressing room.