This fanfic is based on the manga version of Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon, and takes place right after the Infinity Arc, a.k.a. Sailor Moon S. Naoko Takeuchi has written almost nothing about what happened between the point Uranus, Neptune, and Pluto take off with the newly reborn Saturn and when they return in the middle of the Dreams Arc, a.k.a. Sailor Moon Super S, a period of about six month (according to my best guess, which could be wrong). So one day, I started thinking (oh no!) about what might have happened between those points, and the story took off from there. Well, here goes!
Chapter One
"How did you ever talk me into this?"
"I couldn't have talked you into if you hadn't wanted to do it in the first place, Haruka."
"That's bull and you know it. You've always been able to convince me to do things I never wanted to do."
"Really? How very interesting. Now that I possess that little piece of information, I think I'll take advantage of it fairly often."
"I've created a monster."
"Indeed, you have." Michiru moved closer to Haruka in the large hotel bed, and rested her head on Haruka's arm.
"I still don't know how you talked me into going back to see Mom."
"Now that makes no sense. If you knew I had the power to make you do anything, then why are you asking how I did it?"
"What I meant to ask you was why you have such power over me in the first place."
"Well, you know the answer to that."
"I do?"
"Because you love me."
"Ah, yes, I'd almost forgotten. That's right, I do."
"So, basically you were asking me to explain why you love me."
"Not really, but in a way. It was a rhetorical question, anyways. Words are so fickle."
"I hate it when you use clichés."
"I love it when you're coy."
A long pause ensued, alive with thoughts and unspoken words.
"I once heard someone say that the language you speak with your lover is your true language."
"My mother would be disappointed, then, Michiru."
"Why?"
"Because we are speaking Japanese."
"Your mother doesn't like you to speak Japanese?"
"Not really, no. Oh, she made sure I learned it as a child in America, but I never spoke it around her unless it was for lessons. And ever since I moved to Japan, every single letter I've received from her is written in English, and during every phone call we've spoken English."
"That's rather strange, as she is Japanese herself."
"Yeah."
"You've never spoken about your family so much before."
"You've never told me about your family, either."
"I guess turnabout is fair play."
"Now who's using clichés?"
Well, that's chapter 1! Please review. Bye and thanks!