A/N: Hehe, oops? Sorry again (I know I'm always saying that) for being so slow, but I was studying for my SAT tests!! Sheesh, sue me why don't you. WAIT DON'T! I HAVE NO MONEY!

Why do I always use the name Ryu? *shrugs* Prolly cause I'm not feeling very creative _ Anyhoo ... on with the story ...

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Chapter 1

 The teacher barked, causing her and Ryu to spring into perfect postures in their desks, both of them quickly concealing the magazine they were reading.

Yes sir? Haruka replied innocently. The teacher - an american named Mr. Anderson - gave her a stern look before returning to his lesson, when a soft knock came at the door. He walked over and opened the door engaging in a quick conversation. Haruka and Ryu took this opportunity to resume more tolerable activities, and flipped through the pages of the latest issue of F1 Racing.

Is this desk taken? A soft melodic voice came from above. Haruka turned her head and noticed a pair of sleek, slender legs embraced in the plaid skirt of the school uniform. Raising her head slowly she took note of the small waist, and dainty fingers clutching texts and notebooks. Upon seeing the person's face, the blonde dropped the magazine she had in her hands and nearly fell out of her desk in awe. Soft aqua tresses surrounded her silky, fair-toned face. Matching aqua orbs, and the most luscious lips she had ever seen. If she had thought she was the only person who noticed such infinite beauty, she was far from wrong. Nearly everyone - well, the boys at least - stopped to look at the girl, completely dumbstruck with shock. She spoke again, her lips breaking into a mischievous grin.

N ... no ... Haruka managed to stutter out, leaning back into her chair to let the girl take a seat behind her. The girl smiled again and sat down, as Mr. Anderson once again resumed his lesson.

I'm Michiru Kaioh. She whispered into the blonde's ear. And I know who you are ... the infamous Haruka Tenoh. I've watched a few of your races before, you're a great driver.

The blonde's jaw nearly dropped in shock as she turned her head to Ryu, who was looking just as idiotic as she did. Mouthing the words she knows me! to Ryu she whispered back to Michiru, Wow, if I didn't know better I'd think that I'd have a stalker.

I know more than you think you know. She replied in a cryptic sort of voice.

Haruka was a little surprised at this response. What's that supposed to mean? Suddenly the bell rang signaling the end of class, and before she could get an answer from her she had packed up her things and left. That's weird ... she seems awfully familiar ...

You say something? Ryu asked, as he slung his book bag over his shoulder. Haruka shook her head and followed his lead out of the class. She didn't have any more classes with the girl named Michiru, but her mysterious response remained in her mind all throughout the afternoon.

~I know more than you think you know.~

I'm sure that I've known her from before ... and the way she's drawing to my senses ... but ... who could forget a face like that? ... and she did mention something about knowing more about me than I knew ... what in the world was she getting at!? Argh! More and more thoughts flashed through her mind, and the more she thought about it, the more frustrated she became. She shook her head imagining she was removing the thoughts about Michiru, and that seemed to suffice until she was walking through the parking lot at the end of school.

The blonde turned to see who was calling her, when she saw that it was the one person she was trying to keep off her mind. Have another race today?

Yeah ... it doesn't start until 6pm, but I figure I might as well get a few practice runs in. Haruka replied. ~Why am I telling her this? It's not like she cares!~ She thought to herself secretly.

You must like traveling as fast and free as the wind. Michiru said, the same mischievous grin spreading on her face.

Haruka caught herself from making a ridiculous-sounding reply. Whatever ... look I gotta jet, I'm meeting some friend's for bite, but I guess I'll see you around school.

It's so carefree, I wish that everyone's lives could be lived with freedom like the wind.

Riiight ... The blonde mumbled, getting into her car and leaving the aqua-haired girl in the parking lot. She took one last glance of her as she turned the corner, and shuddered as she wondered how she knew she loved traveling as fast as the wind blows.


Michiru smiled and pulled out her cellphone, pressing the memory function button and awaited the answer. Setsuna, I've located Sailor Uranus. There was a brief pause before she continued. Yes I'm positive it's her. She closed her phone and put it back into her bag. Reassuring herself, she whispered silently into the wind, I know it's her.