.a cold can be a really good excuse for staying at home and
write.unfortunately, I'm having holiday!
However, I finally managed to finish another chapter of this much
discussed, bad fanfic ^_- But this chapter is still innocent. it's turned
into some kind of comedy. but I'm always turning into comedy somehow.
THX & dedications: my teapot: I'm really becoming a tea addict! Oba-san: At last, I wrote our Setsuna-the-alcoholic-who-seduces-one-man- after-another-story ^_____________^ Hana-chan: Just go away with that Kizuna-manga. I'm already starting to interpret Bon Jovi's Songs in a yaoi way.bwaaaaaah, just imagine, "Wanted dead or alive" for a Kizuna ST piece and "Joey" could make a great yaoi story, too.ok folks, just ignore this.however, I just need to mention your name coz' you're always mad if I don't. Kujira o tasukete! Everyone who still reads this!
Quote of the Chapter: "This is getting ridiculous!"
Warning: This story includes traces of heterosexual action. If you can't deal with this, don't read it ^__________- ***** Disclaimer & Warning: Ew, I'm tired of this. Just leaf back to the first chapter. We all get annoyed by this stuff each time, don't we? *****
The Other Side
*****
Chapter III
***** "I'm freeeeeeeeeeeeeee !!!"
Haruka sung and hopped through the corridors of the hospital so that the people who passed them by gave Haruka weird and Michiru pityiful looks. They must be thinking they had mixed up the hospital and the madhouse, thought Michiru who tried to stick to Haruka's hand.
But this madness was nothing compared to the madness Michiru had to bear the last three weeks that Haruka had spent at home, curing her injuries from the motobike accident.
After two days, Michiru started to hate her boss for giving her some extra holiday to take care of the blonde. "Baka baka baka", Michiru had thought, now she had had to stand a bored, all-grumbling Haruka for the next weeks.
She was glad when the doctor told Haruka she was allowed to do sports again. To go and train and leave Michiru alone when she wanted to be. Another thing was that she really needed to go to work again, Ayako had tried to replace Michiru and took on her courses but as a matter of fact, Ayako was bad playing the violin. Not just bad, she appeared to be the worst player ever so some pupils called Michiru after the first lesson they had had with Ayako. They told her they'd rather skip the expensive lessons instead of listening to Ayako's trials to play.
"At least, she tried to help me", Michiru sighed as Haruka took three stairs at once. "Completely different from you.", the violinist mumbled. "Nani?" Haruka asked. "I said you didn't do anything to make the whole situation easier the last weeks." "The whole situation? Do you know how bad it was for me, always staying inside, never moving too much with those half-broken ribs. talking about moving, do you know what was the worst?"
Haruka's hand glided from Michiru's hips down to her thighs and winked seductively. Michiru took her hand and kissed it lightly.
"Let's drive home, there you can tell me what it was."
***** At their house, the blonde shoved the key into the lock enthusiastically, opened it, kept it opened for Michiru, kissed her, let her hand slide under her dress- and heared a familiar voice leaving a message to the answering machine: "Hey Haruka, um Haruka-san, I heard you regained your healthiness hence I thought it would be a great idea to invite you to the party I'm giving this evening at my house." Trying to ignore it, Haruka undid the strips of cloth that held together her lover's light blue chiffon dress. Michiru looked at her and grinned.
"Won't you answer the phone?" "I don't care about any dude's party right now, Michi"; Haruka whispered, but Michiru turned around to pick up the phone.
"Ohayo, Jack!This is Michiru speaking." "Hi, isn't Haruka-san in?!" ".physically.", Michiru, with whose curls Haruka had started to play, sighed. "Nani?" "You were talking about some kind of party.", she tried to evade.
"Oh well, this starts at half past eight this evening at my house. but you'll bring Haruka with you, won't you?" "She's fine and I guess we'll come, but how did you know she was home?" "That's my secret. And by the way, feel free to bring anyone you want to, especially beautiful women like you."
Michiru giggled, not because of Jack's comment but because Haruka nibbled her ear tenderly.
"We'll be there this evening, just the two of us. Where do you live?" "It's in Shinjuku, near the."; he explained to Michiru who was taking a note of the address.
When she put the phone down, her dress finally slid over her shoulders and to the ground. *****
Haruka drove down the splendid avenue at whose end Jack had described them to locate his house.
She found it without any problems but was really shocked about what this guy had called a simple "house". Their house was large, their house was at the beach and had far too much room for the two people living in it, but this wasn't a house at all; it was some kind of palace build in a western way with a big front garden planted with crimson roses all over.
She gulped. Usually, her extravagant sports car gained a lot of attention when she just parked in front of a house. But in in this street already dozens of sports cars were parked.
"I wonder what kind of party this is", Haruka said, suddenly feeling insecure and out of place with her narrow denim jeans and the white shirt with a loose leather necktie.
"I don't think this man is going to give a formal banquet. When he says party, he is talking about a party."
"Look who's talking!"; Haruka teased her lover who was dressed in a black, sleeveless dress that exposed her delicate shoulders. "Don't you like the dress?" "Way too much, koi."
Haruka pulled the ignition key out and they alighted from the car.
"Ruka-chan."; Michiru said before she put her index finger at the doorbell. "What's the matter?"
"Would you please try not to freak out this time?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Michiru smiled. Haruka and Jack had so much in common but were too blind to see it. And she didn't want to make them see at all.
"Just don't freak out and try to beat him up when he is flirting. You're no better."
Haruka sighed. "I'll try to." ***** Some seconds after Michiru had rung the golden doorbell, a familiar person, and I mean much more familiar person to Haruka and Michiru than Jack opened the door. Their eyes widened as the dark-haired woman sloppily put back some wild strands of hair and pulled her black jeans miniskirt down to where it was supposed to be.
"Setsuna?!"; both exclaimed in wonder. "Please come in, I was just having."
Haruka shook her head as if this would change anything. ". some sexual intercourse with THAT bastard?"
They entered the entrance-area, Haruka looking for "that bastard".
"How come you got to know him, too?"; Michiru threw in to avoid any discussion between her lover and her best friend.
"That's just because of Ayako. He called her this morning and invited her to bring some friends." "That's like her.I hope he at least kept his fingers off her?" "Ayako is busy with the party, I guess. He also invited."
Haruka still couldn't believe this man was interfering her whole circle of friends and clung closer to Michiru as Setsuna lead them towards the hall the party was going on.
"At least, you don't have to worry about being underdressed."; Michiru teased her;"better worry about being undressed in here."
The blonde pulled a face that changed into a puzzled expression when she perceived the Inner Senshi, Usagi and Mamoru at the buffet.
"Michi, this is a VERY bad nightmare, isn't it?" "I'm afraid it's not."
Michiru was slightly amused at her partner's annoyance though she had expected some new people to talk to instead those girls she had known for years.
Before they were able to notice it, Usagi stuck to them. "Michiru-san, you're looking great, as always. " "You're also looking pretty, Usagi-chan."; Haruka began to flirt.
Michiru looked at her with her "Stop-or-I'll-kill-you"-glance and Haruka turned from Usagi to catch sight of Ayako's shoulder length hair. She was talking to Makoto who already seemed a littly tipsy, according to her reddish cheeks who contrasted the light turquoise colour of Ayako's hair.
TURQUOISE? Haruka slowly looked back to the back of Ayako's head. She knew Ayako was some kind of a freak and loved to dye her hair- but this was over the top of everything!
"Michi, just look over there!"; she whispered, then screamed: "Kurohara Ayako-kun! What is going on here?"
Ayako drew back from Makoto and approached the couple. She wore some tight jeans and a white top with a dark blue tie which conjured up the impression she was doing some extremely bad Haruka-Michiru- Cosplay to Haruka. Nevertheless, she was still pretty in her own, girlish way.
The blonde was still fascinated how such a beautiful woman could be such a freak.
"Hey, I already thought you wouldn't come at all."; she greeted them. "Somehow I believe that would really have been the better choice.";Haruka muttered. "What did you do with your hair, Aya-chan?!"; Michiru said in a dangerously sounding voice. "I dyed it, don't you think it suits me?" "It's MY colour, Ayako!"
"Did you ever hear Haruka complaining because she's got the same hair colour as Minako?"; Ayako tried to defend herself. "Hey, don't dare comparing me to Minako! My hair is a sandy blond, not that stupid. ew, Minako colour!"; Haruka tried to take the two women apart. "Ok, let's stop fighting about this, Michi."; Ayako accepted. "IT'S "MICHIRU"!"; Haruka yelled. "Kaiou Michiru-sama, very own property of Tenou Haruka-dono, would you please accept my peace proposal?"; Ayako bowed firmly, grinning at the blonde. "Accepted. But by the way, where is Jack? We didn't see him at all."; Michiru objected. "I don't know, Setsuna told me he was busy when I arrived here ."
"I bet he was busy."; Haruka said. "So you didn't invite the others to come with you?"; Michiru questioned. "I only invited Setsuna, the Inners came with Makoto." "MAKOTO?"; both Haruka and Michiru asked. "She is."
Ayako couldn't finish her sentence because the owner of the house entered the hall and they heard Makoto who was now also standing beside them saying: "This is my ex-boyfriend!"
"You're meaning Jack reminds you of your ex-boyfriend?"; Michiru corrected her. "Nope, he actually IS my ex-boyfriend!"
Haruka suddenly felt herself faint a little and looked over to Michiru. Her lover was just as pale as she herself.
"And I had just started thinking he wasn't Casanova's heir." ***** Jack drew towards Michiru and took her hand to kiss it for welcoming, but Haruka took his hand and squeezed it roughly , prepared to protect her girlfriend with her life from any heterosexual action.
But instead of squeezing back, Jack liftet the blonde's hand and kissed it just as he had initially planned to kiss Michiru's.
The latter couldn't hold back a giggle at Haruka's stunned expression. Haruka already planned to smash Jack into pieces for that action but when she lifted her hand, he stopped her with his hand.
"I'm glad to see the two of you here." "We're also glad."; Michiru said, hoping to neutralize the situation this way. "I'm afraid Haruka-san isn't. Did I do anything wrong?"; he asked. "How dare you kissing my."; Haruka started but was interrupted by Jack: "I'm sorry, I didn't want to offend you. I just wanted to show you I like you."
He walked off to the other women with a dissapointed expression on his face.
"What the heck was THIS?"; Haruka exclaimed. "I guess he really likes you, Ruka."; Michiru sniggered. "That's no reason for kissing my hand!" "It is." "But it's no reasing for trying to kiss your hand."
Before their discussion could become any more senseless, Setsuna gave both of them a glass of some sweet red cocktail.
"Lessssstrydohavsomefunn."; she slurred. "How much of this did you drink within the last minutes, Setsuna?!"; Michiru asked anxiously. "Maybe ten or twelve or any higher number I can't count up to any more."
"Then let's go for a small walk outside. Are you coming with us?"; Haruka offered, already having taken Setsuna's hand. "I think I'll talk to Ayako for a while, you'll be able to look after her yourself, won't you?"
***** Haruka found out that not only the house was immensely huge, it also had a big garden that could almost be described as a park.
"Haruka. I'm feeling dizzy."; Setsuna whispered. "That's the effect of too much alcohol, you know."
They sat down on a bench and Setsuna leant against the blonde.
"Why did you do this?" "Nani?" "Drink so much. Get drunk." "I just wanted to forget about that bastard."
"That bastard?"
"Jack. You called him like this before."
Haruka raised an eyebrow. "So he did you harm?" "I was just. you know, I thought this was a little flirtation. but he tried to."
"That damn bastard, I knew it right from the beginning."
"Naw, it was my fault, listen, Haruka, he just misunderstood. once I told him he was going too far, he kept his fingers off me."
"Really?" "Really. Nevertheless, I was shocked. I just stayed because of you."
Haruka sighed and embraced her friend tightly. She knew how hard it was for the others to find a man from whom they didn't have to conceal their past as Sailor Senshi. The dark-haired woman sobbed faintly.
"Hey, stop crying, do you want to ruin your make-up and become my shirt transparent?"; Haruka tried to cheer her friend up. Setsuna looked up and kissed the blonde's cheek. Haruka flushed. Setsuna usually wasn't this emotional.
"Don't be crossed, but I think I'll better go home now."
"But you can't drive. You're still drunk."
"I'll call a taxi. Please, I need to be alone. Tell Michiru good-bye from me, okay?"
With this, Setsuna rose and walked off the garden through a wide white gate.
"Hey, romantic situation, huh? You're so jealous but sit here around with another woman while your girlfriend is drunk and furiously stripping inside!" "Nani?"
"JOKE. NOT SERIOUSLY, TO AVOID ANY MISUNDERSTANDING."
Jack stood in front of her and talked to her as if she was two years old. He wore a black jeans and shirt whose upper three buttons were unbuttoned and gave a slight view at his muscular chest.
"How long did you observe us?"; Haruka asked coldly. He sat down beside her.
"Long enough to find out you're not half as cool as you pretend to be. So I'm a bastard. you know you're free to leave this place."
"Why don't you just leave me in peace?"
"Why don't you just leave?" "Why should I?"
"Why should you stay?" "Why did you invite me, then?" "Why."
"This is getting ridiculous, isn't it?"
The both looked at each other and burst out in laughter.
"I'm behaving really childish, I'm sorry."; Haruka apologized. "Forgiven and forgotten." "Almost. What was that thing with Setsuna about?" "I just."; he mumbled; ".this was a terrible misunderstanding, I'm not like that,but you think I'm a really tough player, don't you?"
"What else should I think?"
"I only play if my counterpart agrees. And stop attacking me all the time, I'll never ever touch your Michiru."
"Promise?"
"I'll promise." ***** Two o'clock in the morning.
"Haruka?"; a familiar voice called her.
"I guess there's someone who misses you."; Jack said as Haruka passed him the basketball.
"What are you doing here? It's freezingly cold out here and everyone has been looking for you for hours. And you're playing basketball!"
Haruka grinned guiltily. "We somehow.got to talk and then decided to move a little to keep ourselves warm. Jack's a really good player, I mean, in the sportive meaning."
"And Haruka's a a great player in both meanings, even for a woman."
The blonde bruised his ribs comradely. "Then you're a bad player for a man."
Michiru scratched her head in wonder. Hadn't the two of them been arch- enemies only some hours ago?
"Did I drink that much I'm hallucinating?"
"You're not. By the way, why didn't anyone look for us outside?"; Jack asked. "Um. let's say they are too drunk to think this far."
"Kami-sama! My lovely house."; he worried. "You'll better go and throw them out. Those folks can be a real pain."; Haruka suggested. "And we'll better go home now."; Michiru proposed. "Then I'll call you within the next days, Haruka."
Jack gave her his hand and this time, innocently shook it.
Michiru stuck to Haruka and as they started walking towards the street, she realized she was slightly swaying.
"And how did you find us in your condition?"
Haruka opened her the car's door and started the engine.
"I wasn't looking for you. I was just feeling sick." *****
2003-10-30, 00:26 skygoddess@gmx.net
Japanese Word Explanation For René: Yaoi= homosexual interaction between two men in anime/manga Kujira o tasukete= Save the whales (most important mission of mankind after saving the seals ^_-)
Nani= What? Koi= kind of a pet name, literally "love", or short form of "koibito"= beloved person . written with a different kanji, but it still reminds my of this Japanese fish. would also fit Michiru, the senshi of the sea, quite well. Kami-sama: God (or unfortunately deceased Malice Mizer- member *sniff*)
THX & dedications: my teapot: I'm really becoming a tea addict! Oba-san: At last, I wrote our Setsuna-the-alcoholic-who-seduces-one-man- after-another-story ^_____________^ Hana-chan: Just go away with that Kizuna-manga. I'm already starting to interpret Bon Jovi's Songs in a yaoi way.bwaaaaaah, just imagine, "Wanted dead or alive" for a Kizuna ST piece and "Joey" could make a great yaoi story, too.ok folks, just ignore this.however, I just need to mention your name coz' you're always mad if I don't. Kujira o tasukete! Everyone who still reads this!
Quote of the Chapter: "This is getting ridiculous!"
Warning: This story includes traces of heterosexual action. If you can't deal with this, don't read it ^__________- ***** Disclaimer & Warning: Ew, I'm tired of this. Just leaf back to the first chapter. We all get annoyed by this stuff each time, don't we? *****
The Other Side
*****
Chapter III
***** "I'm freeeeeeeeeeeeeee !!!"
Haruka sung and hopped through the corridors of the hospital so that the people who passed them by gave Haruka weird and Michiru pityiful looks. They must be thinking they had mixed up the hospital and the madhouse, thought Michiru who tried to stick to Haruka's hand.
But this madness was nothing compared to the madness Michiru had to bear the last three weeks that Haruka had spent at home, curing her injuries from the motobike accident.
After two days, Michiru started to hate her boss for giving her some extra holiday to take care of the blonde. "Baka baka baka", Michiru had thought, now she had had to stand a bored, all-grumbling Haruka for the next weeks.
She was glad when the doctor told Haruka she was allowed to do sports again. To go and train and leave Michiru alone when she wanted to be. Another thing was that she really needed to go to work again, Ayako had tried to replace Michiru and took on her courses but as a matter of fact, Ayako was bad playing the violin. Not just bad, she appeared to be the worst player ever so some pupils called Michiru after the first lesson they had had with Ayako. They told her they'd rather skip the expensive lessons instead of listening to Ayako's trials to play.
"At least, she tried to help me", Michiru sighed as Haruka took three stairs at once. "Completely different from you.", the violinist mumbled. "Nani?" Haruka asked. "I said you didn't do anything to make the whole situation easier the last weeks." "The whole situation? Do you know how bad it was for me, always staying inside, never moving too much with those half-broken ribs. talking about moving, do you know what was the worst?"
Haruka's hand glided from Michiru's hips down to her thighs and winked seductively. Michiru took her hand and kissed it lightly.
"Let's drive home, there you can tell me what it was."
***** At their house, the blonde shoved the key into the lock enthusiastically, opened it, kept it opened for Michiru, kissed her, let her hand slide under her dress- and heared a familiar voice leaving a message to the answering machine: "Hey Haruka, um Haruka-san, I heard you regained your healthiness hence I thought it would be a great idea to invite you to the party I'm giving this evening at my house." Trying to ignore it, Haruka undid the strips of cloth that held together her lover's light blue chiffon dress. Michiru looked at her and grinned.
"Won't you answer the phone?" "I don't care about any dude's party right now, Michi"; Haruka whispered, but Michiru turned around to pick up the phone.
"Ohayo, Jack!This is Michiru speaking." "Hi, isn't Haruka-san in?!" ".physically.", Michiru, with whose curls Haruka had started to play, sighed. "Nani?" "You were talking about some kind of party.", she tried to evade.
"Oh well, this starts at half past eight this evening at my house. but you'll bring Haruka with you, won't you?" "She's fine and I guess we'll come, but how did you know she was home?" "That's my secret. And by the way, feel free to bring anyone you want to, especially beautiful women like you."
Michiru giggled, not because of Jack's comment but because Haruka nibbled her ear tenderly.
"We'll be there this evening, just the two of us. Where do you live?" "It's in Shinjuku, near the."; he explained to Michiru who was taking a note of the address.
When she put the phone down, her dress finally slid over her shoulders and to the ground. *****
Haruka drove down the splendid avenue at whose end Jack had described them to locate his house.
She found it without any problems but was really shocked about what this guy had called a simple "house". Their house was large, their house was at the beach and had far too much room for the two people living in it, but this wasn't a house at all; it was some kind of palace build in a western way with a big front garden planted with crimson roses all over.
She gulped. Usually, her extravagant sports car gained a lot of attention when she just parked in front of a house. But in in this street already dozens of sports cars were parked.
"I wonder what kind of party this is", Haruka said, suddenly feeling insecure and out of place with her narrow denim jeans and the white shirt with a loose leather necktie.
"I don't think this man is going to give a formal banquet. When he says party, he is talking about a party."
"Look who's talking!"; Haruka teased her lover who was dressed in a black, sleeveless dress that exposed her delicate shoulders. "Don't you like the dress?" "Way too much, koi."
Haruka pulled the ignition key out and they alighted from the car.
"Ruka-chan."; Michiru said before she put her index finger at the doorbell. "What's the matter?"
"Would you please try not to freak out this time?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Michiru smiled. Haruka and Jack had so much in common but were too blind to see it. And she didn't want to make them see at all.
"Just don't freak out and try to beat him up when he is flirting. You're no better."
Haruka sighed. "I'll try to." ***** Some seconds after Michiru had rung the golden doorbell, a familiar person, and I mean much more familiar person to Haruka and Michiru than Jack opened the door. Their eyes widened as the dark-haired woman sloppily put back some wild strands of hair and pulled her black jeans miniskirt down to where it was supposed to be.
"Setsuna?!"; both exclaimed in wonder. "Please come in, I was just having."
Haruka shook her head as if this would change anything. ". some sexual intercourse with THAT bastard?"
They entered the entrance-area, Haruka looking for "that bastard".
"How come you got to know him, too?"; Michiru threw in to avoid any discussion between her lover and her best friend.
"That's just because of Ayako. He called her this morning and invited her to bring some friends." "That's like her.I hope he at least kept his fingers off her?" "Ayako is busy with the party, I guess. He also invited."
Haruka still couldn't believe this man was interfering her whole circle of friends and clung closer to Michiru as Setsuna lead them towards the hall the party was going on.
"At least, you don't have to worry about being underdressed."; Michiru teased her;"better worry about being undressed in here."
The blonde pulled a face that changed into a puzzled expression when she perceived the Inner Senshi, Usagi and Mamoru at the buffet.
"Michi, this is a VERY bad nightmare, isn't it?" "I'm afraid it's not."
Michiru was slightly amused at her partner's annoyance though she had expected some new people to talk to instead those girls she had known for years.
Before they were able to notice it, Usagi stuck to them. "Michiru-san, you're looking great, as always. " "You're also looking pretty, Usagi-chan."; Haruka began to flirt.
Michiru looked at her with her "Stop-or-I'll-kill-you"-glance and Haruka turned from Usagi to catch sight of Ayako's shoulder length hair. She was talking to Makoto who already seemed a littly tipsy, according to her reddish cheeks who contrasted the light turquoise colour of Ayako's hair.
TURQUOISE? Haruka slowly looked back to the back of Ayako's head. She knew Ayako was some kind of a freak and loved to dye her hair- but this was over the top of everything!
"Michi, just look over there!"; she whispered, then screamed: "Kurohara Ayako-kun! What is going on here?"
Ayako drew back from Makoto and approached the couple. She wore some tight jeans and a white top with a dark blue tie which conjured up the impression she was doing some extremely bad Haruka-Michiru- Cosplay to Haruka. Nevertheless, she was still pretty in her own, girlish way.
The blonde was still fascinated how such a beautiful woman could be such a freak.
"Hey, I already thought you wouldn't come at all."; she greeted them. "Somehow I believe that would really have been the better choice.";Haruka muttered. "What did you do with your hair, Aya-chan?!"; Michiru said in a dangerously sounding voice. "I dyed it, don't you think it suits me?" "It's MY colour, Ayako!"
"Did you ever hear Haruka complaining because she's got the same hair colour as Minako?"; Ayako tried to defend herself. "Hey, don't dare comparing me to Minako! My hair is a sandy blond, not that stupid. ew, Minako colour!"; Haruka tried to take the two women apart. "Ok, let's stop fighting about this, Michi."; Ayako accepted. "IT'S "MICHIRU"!"; Haruka yelled. "Kaiou Michiru-sama, very own property of Tenou Haruka-dono, would you please accept my peace proposal?"; Ayako bowed firmly, grinning at the blonde. "Accepted. But by the way, where is Jack? We didn't see him at all."; Michiru objected. "I don't know, Setsuna told me he was busy when I arrived here ."
"I bet he was busy."; Haruka said. "So you didn't invite the others to come with you?"; Michiru questioned. "I only invited Setsuna, the Inners came with Makoto." "MAKOTO?"; both Haruka and Michiru asked. "She is."
Ayako couldn't finish her sentence because the owner of the house entered the hall and they heard Makoto who was now also standing beside them saying: "This is my ex-boyfriend!"
"You're meaning Jack reminds you of your ex-boyfriend?"; Michiru corrected her. "Nope, he actually IS my ex-boyfriend!"
Haruka suddenly felt herself faint a little and looked over to Michiru. Her lover was just as pale as she herself.
"And I had just started thinking he wasn't Casanova's heir." ***** Jack drew towards Michiru and took her hand to kiss it for welcoming, but Haruka took his hand and squeezed it roughly , prepared to protect her girlfriend with her life from any heterosexual action.
But instead of squeezing back, Jack liftet the blonde's hand and kissed it just as he had initially planned to kiss Michiru's.
The latter couldn't hold back a giggle at Haruka's stunned expression. Haruka already planned to smash Jack into pieces for that action but when she lifted her hand, he stopped her with his hand.
"I'm glad to see the two of you here." "We're also glad."; Michiru said, hoping to neutralize the situation this way. "I'm afraid Haruka-san isn't. Did I do anything wrong?"; he asked. "How dare you kissing my."; Haruka started but was interrupted by Jack: "I'm sorry, I didn't want to offend you. I just wanted to show you I like you."
He walked off to the other women with a dissapointed expression on his face.
"What the heck was THIS?"; Haruka exclaimed. "I guess he really likes you, Ruka."; Michiru sniggered. "That's no reason for kissing my hand!" "It is." "But it's no reasing for trying to kiss your hand."
Before their discussion could become any more senseless, Setsuna gave both of them a glass of some sweet red cocktail.
"Lessssstrydohavsomefunn."; she slurred. "How much of this did you drink within the last minutes, Setsuna?!"; Michiru asked anxiously. "Maybe ten or twelve or any higher number I can't count up to any more."
"Then let's go for a small walk outside. Are you coming with us?"; Haruka offered, already having taken Setsuna's hand. "I think I'll talk to Ayako for a while, you'll be able to look after her yourself, won't you?"
***** Haruka found out that not only the house was immensely huge, it also had a big garden that could almost be described as a park.
"Haruka. I'm feeling dizzy."; Setsuna whispered. "That's the effect of too much alcohol, you know."
They sat down on a bench and Setsuna leant against the blonde.
"Why did you do this?" "Nani?" "Drink so much. Get drunk." "I just wanted to forget about that bastard."
"That bastard?"
"Jack. You called him like this before."
Haruka raised an eyebrow. "So he did you harm?" "I was just. you know, I thought this was a little flirtation. but he tried to."
"That damn bastard, I knew it right from the beginning."
"Naw, it was my fault, listen, Haruka, he just misunderstood. once I told him he was going too far, he kept his fingers off me."
"Really?" "Really. Nevertheless, I was shocked. I just stayed because of you."
Haruka sighed and embraced her friend tightly. She knew how hard it was for the others to find a man from whom they didn't have to conceal their past as Sailor Senshi. The dark-haired woman sobbed faintly.
"Hey, stop crying, do you want to ruin your make-up and become my shirt transparent?"; Haruka tried to cheer her friend up. Setsuna looked up and kissed the blonde's cheek. Haruka flushed. Setsuna usually wasn't this emotional.
"Don't be crossed, but I think I'll better go home now."
"But you can't drive. You're still drunk."
"I'll call a taxi. Please, I need to be alone. Tell Michiru good-bye from me, okay?"
With this, Setsuna rose and walked off the garden through a wide white gate.
"Hey, romantic situation, huh? You're so jealous but sit here around with another woman while your girlfriend is drunk and furiously stripping inside!" "Nani?"
"JOKE. NOT SERIOUSLY, TO AVOID ANY MISUNDERSTANDING."
Jack stood in front of her and talked to her as if she was two years old. He wore a black jeans and shirt whose upper three buttons were unbuttoned and gave a slight view at his muscular chest.
"How long did you observe us?"; Haruka asked coldly. He sat down beside her.
"Long enough to find out you're not half as cool as you pretend to be. So I'm a bastard. you know you're free to leave this place."
"Why don't you just leave me in peace?"
"Why don't you just leave?" "Why should I?"
"Why should you stay?" "Why did you invite me, then?" "Why."
"This is getting ridiculous, isn't it?"
The both looked at each other and burst out in laughter.
"I'm behaving really childish, I'm sorry."; Haruka apologized. "Forgiven and forgotten." "Almost. What was that thing with Setsuna about?" "I just."; he mumbled; ".this was a terrible misunderstanding, I'm not like that,but you think I'm a really tough player, don't you?"
"What else should I think?"
"I only play if my counterpart agrees. And stop attacking me all the time, I'll never ever touch your Michiru."
"Promise?"
"I'll promise." ***** Two o'clock in the morning.
"Haruka?"; a familiar voice called her.
"I guess there's someone who misses you."; Jack said as Haruka passed him the basketball.
"What are you doing here? It's freezingly cold out here and everyone has been looking for you for hours. And you're playing basketball!"
Haruka grinned guiltily. "We somehow.got to talk and then decided to move a little to keep ourselves warm. Jack's a really good player, I mean, in the sportive meaning."
"And Haruka's a a great player in both meanings, even for a woman."
The blonde bruised his ribs comradely. "Then you're a bad player for a man."
Michiru scratched her head in wonder. Hadn't the two of them been arch- enemies only some hours ago?
"Did I drink that much I'm hallucinating?"
"You're not. By the way, why didn't anyone look for us outside?"; Jack asked. "Um. let's say they are too drunk to think this far."
"Kami-sama! My lovely house."; he worried. "You'll better go and throw them out. Those folks can be a real pain."; Haruka suggested. "And we'll better go home now."; Michiru proposed. "Then I'll call you within the next days, Haruka."
Jack gave her his hand and this time, innocently shook it.
Michiru stuck to Haruka and as they started walking towards the street, she realized she was slightly swaying.
"And how did you find us in your condition?"
Haruka opened her the car's door and started the engine.
"I wasn't looking for you. I was just feeling sick." *****
2003-10-30, 00:26 skygoddess@gmx.net
Japanese Word Explanation For René: Yaoi= homosexual interaction between two men in anime/manga Kujira o tasukete= Save the whales (most important mission of mankind after saving the seals ^_-)
Nani= What? Koi= kind of a pet name, literally "love", or short form of "koibito"= beloved person . written with a different kanji, but it still reminds my of this Japanese fish. would also fit Michiru, the senshi of the sea, quite well. Kami-sama: God (or unfortunately deceased Malice Mizer- member *sniff*)