Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or Butterfly kisses!
AN: Hi everyone! I was listening to Butterfly kisses when this idea popped into my head. It's kind of sad, but I like it. It's a break from my norm, a song fic, so I hope you still like it! R&R, please no flames. Domo arigatou, minna-sama!
Butterfly Kisses
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from Heaven
And she's Daddy' Little Girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus
And I close my eyes
And I thank God for all of the joy in my life
Oh, but most of all
"Go ahead," said her father. "Make a wish, and blow 'em out."
Haruka blew out the six candles on her birthday cake.
The cake was kind of lop-sided, with blue frosting on one side, and yellow on the other, all lined with pink. It read, in big, green letters: "HaPpy BIRthdAy RUKa!"
Everyone clapped as all six candles went out. This was the first year she could get them all at once. She beamed with happiness, not realizing that she hadn't made a wish. It didn't matter. She had her Daddy.
Butterfly kisses
After bedtime prayer
Stickin' little white flowers
All up in her hair
"Walk beside the pony, Daddy,
It's my first ride."
"I know the cake looks funny, Daddy…"
"But I sure tried!"
Her Daddy chuckled, ruffling her hair. "Which piece do you want, my little girl?"
"I'm not a little girl," she said. "I'm six now."
"But you'll always be Daddy's Little Girl." He touched her nose lightly.
Oh, with all that I've done wrong
I must've done something right
To deserve a hug in the morning
And butterfly kisses at night
Her father pulled the sheets up to her chin and leaned over, brushing his eyelashes across her cheek.
She returned the gesture, giggling softly. "Night-night, Daddy," she smiled. She was asleep before he turned out the lights.
Haruka sat at a table with her Daddy and Kaiyou Michiru, her best friend.
"Go ahead," said Michiru. "Make a wish, and blow 'em out."
Haruka blew out the sixteen candles on her birthday cake.
Sweet Sixteen today
She's lookin' like her mama
A little more every day
One part woman, the other part girl
To perfume and makeup
From ribbons and curls
Trying her wings out in a great big world
But I remember
Butterfly kisses
After bedtime prayer
Stickin' little white flowers
All up in her hair
Haruka stood up. "You know how much I love you, Daddy, but if you don't mind…"
" I'm only gonna kiss you On the cheek this time…"
...Haruka and her Daddy stepped out of the restaurant, holding hands.
Suddenly her father stopped walking and clutched at his chest. He gagged and dropped to his knee, letting go of her hand and falling to the concrete.
"Daddy, what's wrong?" Haruka asked, alarmed.
He didn't answer.
Oh, with all that I've done wrong
I must've done something right
To deserve her love every morning
And butterfly kisses at night
Michiru dabbed a tear from Haruka's eye.
"Shh, don't cry." She hugged her crying friend, turning her away from her Daddy's casket. "It's okay."
All the precious time
Oh, like the wind, the years go by
Precious butterfly
Spread your wings and fly
Haruka dabbed at her own eyes as she sat, listening to the song, her mother putting little flowers in her hair. Today was her wedding day.
Michiru came in and crouched beside her friend. "You ready?" she asked. "I'm so proud of you." She hugged Haruka.
"I miss my Daddy," Haruka sobbed into Michiru's shoulder.
"I know. But my dad agreed to give you away in his honor. It'll all be okay."
Haruka nodded and stood, adjusted herself, and flung herself into the church sanctuary, and on into forever.
She'll change her name today,
sang the speakers.
She'll make a promise,
And I'll give her away.
She chanced a glance at Michiru's father beside her, who smiled reassuringly.
Standing in the bride room
Just staring at her
She asked me what I'm thinking
And I said, "I'm not sure."
She looked at Michiru, who was also dabbing at her eyes.
" I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl…"
And she leaned over…
And brushed her eyelashes across Michiru's father's cheek.
Gave me butterfly kisses
With her mama there
Haruka's mother broke down in little sobs.
Stickin' little white flowers
All up in her hair…
As they began their walk down the aisle, a flower fell from her hair at her mother's feet.
Walk me down the aisle, Daddy,
It's just about time
Does my wedding gown look pretty, Daddy?
She looked over at Michiru's father to see a tear roll down his cheek.
Daddy, don't cry!
"Don't cry," she whispered, as a tear fell from her eye as well.
Oh, with all that I've done wrong,
I must've done something right
To deserve her love in the morning
And butterfly kisses
Michiru's father stopped walking and turned to Haruka.
I couldn't ask God for more
Man, this is what love is
"I'm so proud of you, Haruka," he said.
"I know I've gotta let you go…"
But I'll always remember
Every hug in the morning
Haruka hugged him. "It's okay…"
And butterfly kisses…
"I do." Haruka smiled brightly at her new husband.