author: Samantha
Rating: PG PG-13
Timeline: during SailorStars
Notes/Summary: A very short story telling about Haruka's confrontation with a nightmare which has been attacking all the Senshi.
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Evil Nightmares
I'm always frightened when something like this happens. Especially when it happens to someone I love. Even so, why does it have to be Michiru? I hate being completely helpless; not being able to do anything when I'd risk anything to stop it. I need help...
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Michiru and Setsuna had just arrived home from a shopping spree while I watched Hotaru. Almost as soon as she stepped in the door she ran into my arms and insisted we take a shower. I teased her by saying I already had one today, and she replied by saying she'd just take one alone. I followed her, of course, after a slight scolding from Setsuna.
"She's been talking my ear off about you all day. The least you can do is have sex with her!"
"And the least you can do is take yourself and Hotaru somewhere where the poor girl won't hear us screaming and think something's wrong... Of course, you wouldn't know anything about that, would you? I mean, you're how old, Setsuna, and still a virgin."
"Why you little. Do you have any idea what I could do to you? I control time, remember? I could mess with your past so bad you'd be in intensive care right now!"
"But what would Michiru say if she knew you interfered with my past?"
"Haruka! Are you coming?" Michiru stood at the top of the steps in her robe, holding it closed in the front. To hell with Setsuna. I was making love to Michiru whether she liked it or not!
Two hours later, after our shower and fun afterward, Michiru and I lay on the couch together. She was wearing a shirt of mine, as was I, only hers was left open in the front. She lay on me, licking and nibbling my neck, as I caressed her back and continuely ran my fingers through her hair. After a while, Michiru fell asleep. She looked so peaceful. Like a sleeping angel. The Gods couldn't have chosen a better woman to be the princess of the sea.
It had been fifteen minutes since she fell asleep, and I was also beginning to doze off. That was until I felt her stirring in her sleep. But it didn't seem as if it was from a dream. She twisted and turned, and even gasped as if she was in pain. When I saw tears in her eyes, that's when I decided I needed help...
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So here I am, half-sitting on the couch, with Michiru still squirming on top of me. Mamoru sits beside me, observing her movements. I had called him once she started crying rather loudly, figuring he'd be the most helpful. He rushed over, because Odango Atama had told us that this would happen to some of us in the near future. We would have visions, nightmares, or very strong feelings of evil, but we wouldn't be able to identify them very easily. We'd simply have to suffer through them until it stopped, which was the worse part. There was no telling how long each would last, or how bad it would be. Minako and Makoto had already experienced theirs, so Mamoru knew a little of what to expect and how to handle it. But I hadn't seen anyone go through it. So when Michiru fell asleep, I couldn't move or try to wake her, for fear I would disturb the dream, and the evil would defeat Michiru's mind; or however it worked.
'I'm here for you, Michiru. Please wake up. Don't keep me in the dark as to what's happening to you. You're my life. Let me help. You know I would if I could. So accept me into your mind. Let me help you defeat the evil which is invading you. Aishiteru...'