[Of course I didn't create them. Takeuchi Naoko-sama did.
Story by the one and only Michie.
Yes, I'm a huge Neptune fan. But I needed a challenge, and I found that in both killing her off and writing from Haruka's perspective. I love Haruka almost as much as Michiru; she's a very complex character.
I wouldn't mind reviews...
Enjoy!]
Two: Pain
Michiru...Michiru... I call your name countless times, sobbing into your body. You try to answer me back, but you can't. Your lips are moving, whispering, but nothing comes out. I can see you, straining against this death that is sucking you in, but you're losing. Sirens are in the background, screaming. Like dead spirits, coming for you, taking you away from me.
Tears, from my eyes, falling onto your beautiful face. Tears, from my heart, flooding me up inside. I hold you close, just like this, just like I used to. Whispering to me since some time ago, the pain of my shredded heart magnifies. I won't let you die! I won't let you go! If anything, I'll save you, with my own hands; if anything, I'll let my love for you save you from death. But you know. You know that nothing can save your body now.
You look up at me, the light behind your beautiful eyes, fading. The wild spark, the soldier that was always ready, always willing to do whatever it took, is dying, and I can see it in your eyes. Please, please don't fade away like this. Please don't leave me here, alone. You can't do this to me; we have a life together. We're more than just friends, we're partners, lovers, guardians. Damn it, Michiru, don't leave me! You're the one dying, but you're killing me, too.
Trying to speak your last words to me, your lips move gently, softly. They're red, but not from the elegant lipstick you usually wear. Instead, they're stained with your own blood. And then the words come, softly, not more than a whisper.
"Haruka..."
I cry out to you. "Michiru! Please, just hang on!"
"No...I..."
"Just a little longer. The paramedics are coming. You'll be all right!" But my eyes betray my hopeful words.
"I love you, Haruka. With all of the power I've ever had. With..." You cough, causing more blood to run across your face. I gently brush it away with my sleeve. I'm covered in your blood, in your life.
"With everything inside of me...I love you..."
"Michiru...I love you so much...please, just, oh God, hang on..."
"Strange...it's the first time...you've told me that." Why did it have to be now, today, this very moment, when she first hears those words from me? I've felt them in my heart for years; I just haven't had the courage to say them out loud. But she knew how I felt. She always knew. "Just let me go, Haruka. Please...set me free."
"I can't! I won't!" I choke back another scream, and sob into your weak form.
"I'm glad it ends like this...with you, holding me..."
"No! I'll save you!"
"So warm...beautiful..." Your eyes grow darker. You try to speak again, but you can't. There's only enough strength left in you to gently hold onto me, barely gripping my shirt. I hold you close, taking in your scent, your body. Gently, I touch your face, tracing invisible lines on your pale, smooth skin. With my fingertips, I smooth your wild, wavy hair back, away from your dying eyes. I kiss you, softly, gently. Why do you do this? How can you give up on this? Are you in so much pain, hurting so much, that death would be better than this? I cry for you, for what you've become. How could this have happened to you, like this? This isn't the Michiru I love, the soldier, the musician, the lover. This is a defeated woman, with her greatest wish to die.
My frame shudders with anger. That man...what he did to you is unforgivable. And the thought that comes next makes me sick: he wanted to do that to me. To make me suffer like that. If it were me, it wouldn't have mattered. But his sick mind forced you into this mess, into this quagmire that neither of us can escape from.
Just let me hold you close, and whisper a silent prayer to you. I don't wish for your death, and I will stop it if I can. But, there's no way I can prevent you from dying when your greatest wish is to be free of this pain. So that's all I'll do, hold you, and try to save you, until the paramedics come. And when they do, I'll be by your side, watching their every move, ensuring that you are safe and at peace.
But if you were to die, I would stay here like this for as long as I could, protecting the last shard I have of you. I would hold your limp body close to my chest, screaming, letting the world know my pain. Some good would come out of it though; you'd be free.
Wait; how can I say things like that? I won't let you fade away! We still have a life to live together! We have to grow old, in a peaceful place, and what about Hotaru? She needs a mother figure like you. You had always said you had no regrets, but that's impossible for me now. I wish you hadn't taken that bullet; or better yet, that it had missed us both entirely. But what good will wishes do me now?
Your body gives a violent shake; your eyes grow dark. As your life leaves your body, you smile at me. Yes, you are free now. But, what about me? You can't just leave me here, alone, like this! God, this can't be. No. It isn't; it's all a dream. But my heart knows that isn't true.
Your form goes limp. I cry; the tears won't stop coming. This moment is a nightmare, my greatest fear come true. The one thing I feared was losing you. Even death did not daunt me; I was invincible as long as you were by my side. But now, you're gone. And all I have left are regrets and memories.
[tbc]
Story by the one and only Michie.
Yes, I'm a huge Neptune fan. But I needed a challenge, and I found that in both killing her off and writing from Haruka's perspective. I love Haruka almost as much as Michiru; she's a very complex character.
I wouldn't mind reviews...
Enjoy!]
Two: Pain
Michiru...Michiru... I call your name countless times, sobbing into your body. You try to answer me back, but you can't. Your lips are moving, whispering, but nothing comes out. I can see you, straining against this death that is sucking you in, but you're losing. Sirens are in the background, screaming. Like dead spirits, coming for you, taking you away from me.
Tears, from my eyes, falling onto your beautiful face. Tears, from my heart, flooding me up inside. I hold you close, just like this, just like I used to. Whispering to me since some time ago, the pain of my shredded heart magnifies. I won't let you die! I won't let you go! If anything, I'll save you, with my own hands; if anything, I'll let my love for you save you from death. But you know. You know that nothing can save your body now.
You look up at me, the light behind your beautiful eyes, fading. The wild spark, the soldier that was always ready, always willing to do whatever it took, is dying, and I can see it in your eyes. Please, please don't fade away like this. Please don't leave me here, alone. You can't do this to me; we have a life together. We're more than just friends, we're partners, lovers, guardians. Damn it, Michiru, don't leave me! You're the one dying, but you're killing me, too.
Trying to speak your last words to me, your lips move gently, softly. They're red, but not from the elegant lipstick you usually wear. Instead, they're stained with your own blood. And then the words come, softly, not more than a whisper.
"Haruka..."
I cry out to you. "Michiru! Please, just hang on!"
"No...I..."
"Just a little longer. The paramedics are coming. You'll be all right!" But my eyes betray my hopeful words.
"I love you, Haruka. With all of the power I've ever had. With..." You cough, causing more blood to run across your face. I gently brush it away with my sleeve. I'm covered in your blood, in your life.
"With everything inside of me...I love you..."
"Michiru...I love you so much...please, just, oh God, hang on..."
"Strange...it's the first time...you've told me that." Why did it have to be now, today, this very moment, when she first hears those words from me? I've felt them in my heart for years; I just haven't had the courage to say them out loud. But she knew how I felt. She always knew. "Just let me go, Haruka. Please...set me free."
"I can't! I won't!" I choke back another scream, and sob into your weak form.
"I'm glad it ends like this...with you, holding me..."
"No! I'll save you!"
"So warm...beautiful..." Your eyes grow darker. You try to speak again, but you can't. There's only enough strength left in you to gently hold onto me, barely gripping my shirt. I hold you close, taking in your scent, your body. Gently, I touch your face, tracing invisible lines on your pale, smooth skin. With my fingertips, I smooth your wild, wavy hair back, away from your dying eyes. I kiss you, softly, gently. Why do you do this? How can you give up on this? Are you in so much pain, hurting so much, that death would be better than this? I cry for you, for what you've become. How could this have happened to you, like this? This isn't the Michiru I love, the soldier, the musician, the lover. This is a defeated woman, with her greatest wish to die.
My frame shudders with anger. That man...what he did to you is unforgivable. And the thought that comes next makes me sick: he wanted to do that to me. To make me suffer like that. If it were me, it wouldn't have mattered. But his sick mind forced you into this mess, into this quagmire that neither of us can escape from.
Just let me hold you close, and whisper a silent prayer to you. I don't wish for your death, and I will stop it if I can. But, there's no way I can prevent you from dying when your greatest wish is to be free of this pain. So that's all I'll do, hold you, and try to save you, until the paramedics come. And when they do, I'll be by your side, watching their every move, ensuring that you are safe and at peace.
But if you were to die, I would stay here like this for as long as I could, protecting the last shard I have of you. I would hold your limp body close to my chest, screaming, letting the world know my pain. Some good would come out of it though; you'd be free.
Wait; how can I say things like that? I won't let you fade away! We still have a life to live together! We have to grow old, in a peaceful place, and what about Hotaru? She needs a mother figure like you. You had always said you had no regrets, but that's impossible for me now. I wish you hadn't taken that bullet; or better yet, that it had missed us both entirely. But what good will wishes do me now?
Your body gives a violent shake; your eyes grow dark. As your life leaves your body, you smile at me. Yes, you are free now. But, what about me? You can't just leave me here, alone, like this! God, this can't be. No. It isn't; it's all a dream. But my heart knows that isn't true.
Your form goes limp. I cry; the tears won't stop coming. This moment is a nightmare, my greatest fear come true. The one thing I feared was losing you. Even death did not daunt me; I was invincible as long as you were by my side. But now, you're gone. And all I have left are regrets and memories.
[tbc]