Killings: In Da Club
Sailormoon (Haruka) fanfiction
immo - immo@hamena.org
rating:NC-17
A new chapter. I like the feedback you guys get, and if you got good suggestions, I usually cater to them :) So give
me a holler and I'll see what I can do!
WARNING: This gets slightly rated, okay? Come on, kids. Those who have been in a club, you aren't surprised that
this chapter is NC-17. What with all the girls in clothing that barely covers them, come on! Oh yeah, alcohol
consumption in this chapter. Kids, you don't need alcohol to have fun... but it helps. :D
~~~
Haruka wondered when her life had gotten so confusing. And when did she sign up for a babysitter job?
Between showing Makoto a good time, to fending off predators that wanted a taste of Ami; Haruka had her hands full.
And then there was Usagi. She was in that dress that Haruka had picked out at the mall that day, and her
hair was down and her make-up done. Dark and sultry, but that air of innocence permeated through the whole thing,
making her even more irresistable.
But Usagi, Haruka didn't have to take care of. The little rivalry she and Rei had was quickly forgotten when
Rei ducked into the club in search of her ward.
"Thank you!" Haruka shouted above the noise in the club. Rei caught the gratitude, and despite not getting
along with Haruka at the beginning, gave the woman a smile of understanding. Makoto was trying to get Ami to dance,
but the girl was an unrepentant wallflower.
And despite everything, Haruka was having fun with four women she barely knew.
"Bartender! twenty-five shots of tequila!" Haruka ordered. Five shots of tequila was served quickly, with
slices of lime and a salt-shaker accompanying the order. She passed the bartender her credit card to start a tab.
"Ms Hino!" Haruka offered one to Rei, as a truce.
"Ms Tenoh." Rei took the drink graciously. The other girls followed suit.
"Kampai!" Haruka raised her glass, and all the girls downed their tequila, licked their salt, and sucked
their lime. All of them reached for a second round, and downed that too, with salt and lime. Third round, Rei stole
Usagi's shot.
"Rei!!" Usagi whined. The blonde was already half-way gone.
"Uh-uh," Rei shook her head. "You can't take your alcohol at all."
"I can so!" Usagi giggled, wavering unsteadily.
"She can get drunk on one glass of champagne!" Rei explained to Haruka. One arm around Usagi, Rei picked up
another shot of tequila.
"Here," Ami offered hers to Haruka. The blue-haired girl was getting red. Haruka took two shots, Rei took
one, and Makoto took one.
"Tastes like... paint thinner." Makoto gagged after her fourth shot. Between Haruka and Rei, they polished
off the rest.
"So do you come here often?" Makoto asked Haruka, shouting to be heard.
"Not really." Haruka replied. "I'm usually too busy to go out. This is my night off."
"Then you should dance!" Makoto tugged on Haruka's hand, and Haruka found that she couldn't resist. Sean
Paul started playing, and Haruka placed a hand on Makoto's waist, pulled her close so they wouldn't be seperated in
the crowd. Makoto moved suggestively against her.
And the dance begun.
More like the sex-with-clothes-on marathon. Grinding against each other, the clothes in between them didn't
matter, as their breathing became more ragged, and Haruka felt heat building up inside her.
Heat condensed on the walls and ceilings of the club, and sweat dripped off everyone. Seeing Ami standing at
the bar, Haruka excused herself, and practically dragged the demure girl onto the dancefloor, sandwiching Ami
between Makoto and herself.
"Enjoy your night out, Ami." Haruka grinned, and was pleasantly surprised when Ami had some moves to show
them. Very surprising indeed. Haruka actually found herself trying to keep up with her. Must have been the tequila.
'Its always the quiet one...' Haruka had to take a break. She had had a good eight shots of tequila. Haruka
got herself a corona and then went off in search of Rei and Usagi, who had found themselves a seat on a couch in a
tiny alcove of the club.
"What's up?" The noise wasn't as loud here, so Haruka didn't have to scream to be heard.
"She's sleeping it off." Usagi was curled up against Rei, snoring slightly. "Told you she couldn't take her
alcohol."
"Listen," Haruka sat down. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so rude today."
"Its okay, comes with the territory." Rei waved away the apology. Haruka offered Rei her corona, and the
dark-eyed woman took a quick swig.
"She's an amazing woman." Haruka nodded to the sleeping blonde.
Rei blurted out, "We're not together."
"Oh?" Haruka raised an eyebrow.
"She's... engaged to someone else."
Haruka took a long swallow of beer. "That's ridiculous. She's barely legal!"
"Mamoru Chiba, asked for her hand." Rei shrugged helplessly, forlornly. "Mr Tsukino thinks that the
arrangement is good for Usagi, and for his company."
A faint image of another japanese gentleman that was at the function last week was conjured up in Haruka's
head. The man had to be at least early thirties, late twenties. Usagi was nineteen by just a few months. And when
Haruka took a closer look at Rei, noticed that the girl was barely out of her teens.
"She'll be married as soon as she finishes school." Rei looked like she was in need of alcohol. Haruka was
more than willing to pass her half-finished corona to the brunette. Rei finished off the bottle and slammed it on
the little table at the end of the sofa.
"Hey!" Haruka called for one of the harried looking waitresses. "Get me two blowjobs, and a dozen Heinekens.
Put it on Haruka Tenoh's tab."
The waitress disappeared, and reappeared with the drinks.
"You know how to take blowjobs?" Haruka motioned to the two coffee-colored shots with wisps of cream on the
top. Rei shook her head. "Put your hands behind your back, put your mouth over the glass, and toss it back. No
hands, okay?"
The two did their blowjobs, than sat back to enjoy their beer.
"So how did you end up in this line of work?" Haruka nursed her drink. She was starting to feel the
beginnings of a very good buzz.
"You mean how'd I'd end up babysitting this one?" Rei looked down at Usagi and smiled softly at the girl.
"Long story."
"I got time."
"Don't you wanna go out and dance?" Rei asked.
Haruka got up and took a peek at the dancefloor. She came back chuckling, and sat down. "Well, my dance
partners are making out with each other."
"No shit." Rei laughed.
"You know... birds of a feather." Haruka picked up one of Usagi's high-heeled shoes, and gave it to Rei.
"Its possible that Usagi... you know."
Rei took the shoe, then shook her head ruefully. "Thanks. But even if she is... it wouldn't help me in the
least bit, Tenoh."
"Call me Haruka."
Rei smirked. "Then you call me Rei."
"Done deal." Haruka held out her bottle and touched against Rei's in a toast. "So tell me about your long
story, Rei-san."
"Of course, Haruka-san." Rei grinned. "Well... I'm a Shinto priestess."
"Get out!"
"I'm not joking." Rei laughed. "I'm an honest to god, fully trained, ass-kicking, demon-exorcising Shinto
priestess."
"Okay..." Haruka polished off her beer, and reached for another one. "Say I believe you, Rei. Continue with
this story."
"My father is a prominent politician back in Japan." Rei grimaced at the thought of her father. "I'm his
illegitimate child. My mother died in childbirth, and in respect to her wishes, I was hidden from the public eye.
She loved my father so much, that she didn't want my existence to hinder his career. Just that fact that I was there
went against his 'family unit' campaign. I only know who he is by his campaign posters every election or so."
"Ouch."
"My father didn't want anything to do with me." Rei started on her second Heineken. "After my mother died,
her father, my grandfather took me in. He was a Shinto priest. So it was only natural that I followed that path. I
was naturally inclined to it, anyways."
"No offence, but your father sounds like an ass."
"No offence taken." A swig of beer to wet her lips, and Rei comtinued, emotionlessly. "He was responsible
enough to send a check every month or so, like child-support. To my understanding, the checks would keep on coming
as long as I didn't go looking for him."
"How did you meet Usagi?" Haruka decided to change the subject. The mention of Usagi's name seemed to perk
Rei up a little bit.
"I went to an all-girl's Catholic school--hey!" Rei smacked Haruka on the arm when the assassin burst out
laughing.
"I--I'm sorry." Haruka chuckled. "But... an all-girl's Catholic school? The stereotypes live on!"
"Shut up!" Rei blushed. "It was the best school there was, okay?"
"Okay, okay... sorry. Continue with your story."
"I met Usagi when she had come up to the shrine to buy some good-luck charms... exams were coming up, and
she isn't a model student." Rei paused to wet her lips with a bit of beer again. "We got to talking, and I offered
to help tutor her. Then my grandfather died."
Rei stopped talking now, and Haruka waited patiently.
"Mr Tsukino took me in, adopted me in a way." Rei shrugged. "I have a sort of sixth sense to danger, and it
works well. My grandfather, when he was alive, insisted that I learned hand-to-hand combat and kept myself in shape.
The body is a shrine for the soul and all that. I could go everywhere that Usagi went, keep a close eye on her. I
was custom-fitted to the job. Not only would Usagi accept my presence, but... well, I would willingly die if that
was what it took to keep her happy and safe."
That idea was very foreign to Haruka. She'd never really cared about anyone enough to die for someone.
Living was something she enjoyed, and Haruka lived a very hedonistic lifestyle. Everything was just means to an end.
If, at the end, she was happy, then everything that lead up to that happiness was justified. No matter how much
other people had to suffer for it.
"I can't say I've ever felt that way about anyone." Haruka gave voice to her thoughts.
"That's too bad," Rei chuckled, and put her feet up on the little table, causing several bottles to roll off
said table. "But I don't believe it. You've never been in love before?"
Haruka laughed nastily. "I think you're an adequate bodyguard, Rei. I'm sure you've researched about me. I
would like to take this opportunity to say that my reputation is every bit as outrageously bloody as everyone says
it is."
Rei nodded, leaning back on the couch, her fingers trailing through Usagi's hair. "You're a very dangerous
individual, Haruka. And I'm glad you have no reason to harm my family."
Haruka smiled. "If you know that, maybe you should put away that gun you have pointed at me. The one in your
shoe."
Rei grinned, and reached up to her boot, pulled out the little Freedom Arms .22 magnum that was hidden
there. "You're good."
"You would've tried to disable me instead of killing me outright." Haruka grinned right back. "If you had
reached for your piece and tried anything, I would have shot her."
Haruka held open her coat just a bit. She had a gun trained on Usagi.
"That wasn't neccessary." Rei's smile fell.
"Don't test me, Rei. Circumstances make us friends. I don't like having a gun on me the entire night."
"You noticed?"
"When you stepped in through the door, you reached out and put your hand on the small of Usagi's back. You
had a gun hidden in that hand." Haruka pointed out.
"You're good, Haruka."
"You have no idea. I'm also betting you have a shoulder holster, and your gun's safety is off."
Rei reached into the inside of her coat, then picked up her beer. "Its on now."
"Good. I hope it is."
"Good thing these bars have really low security, hm?" Rei remarked.
"They should make all the people who come in here check their coats."
"They don't expect much trouble."
"And I don't feel inclined to give this bar trouble." Haruka raised her bottle of beer to Rei, and took a
swig. "They have a really good atmosphere here."
Rei reached into her coat again, and pulled out her wallet. She placed a couple of hundred dollar bills on
the table. "Think that'll cover the waitress' tip?"
"More than enough."
"I'm going to take her home." Rei motioned to Usagi. "And the rest of the girls. Its getting late. Her
father would pop a blood vessel if he knew where she was tonight."
"It was nice talking to you, Rei."
"It was very nice to talk to you, Haruka." Rei nodded gravely, and shook hands with Haruka firmly. And the
Shinto priestess had to suppress a shiver. Even without the research, Rei knew this was a dangerous woman. Death
glared at her from over Haruka's shoulder.
"Watch her for a second, I've got to get Makoto and Ami." Rei gently extracted herself from Usagi's grip,
managing to wake up the blonde in the process.
"But Reiiii..." Usagi whined softly, holding onto the hem of Rei's sleeve.
"Stay here, princess. I'll be right back."
Usagi sat there, swaying a bit, and Haruka watched her warily.
"Woah!" Haruka leaned forward quickly and caught the blonde before she fell. Usagi giggled, cheeks flushed
attractively.
"You... you know, Ms Tenoh..." Usagi slurred. "I-I really think you're pretty..."
And before Haruka could stop her, Usagi had leaned forward and pressed her mouth against Haruka's. The
assasin tasted strawberry lipgloss, and was reminded of all things innocent and sweet.
"No," Haruka pushed Usagi away. "No."
"Why not?" So adorable. Usagi looked like she was about to cry.
"Because you're drunk." Haruka couldn't even believe what she was saying. What Haruka would normally do when
presented with this kind of situation was take this tasty morsel somewhere, have a little nibble, and return her to
her to Rei, who would never report this because it would cost her her head. Haruka had no such qualms against taking
barely conscious young things to bed and leaving in the morning for whoever else to clean up the mess she had made.
But... just looking at the heir to the Tsukino fortune, Haruka couldn't do it.
"Got them." Rei came back, with Ami and Makoto on her heels. Ami and Makoto were both red-faced, embarassed,
and looked like they had just remembered there were people in the club who would be able to tease them constantly
about the new development in their friendship.
"See you girls later." Haruka handed Usagi over to Rei. Makoto managed a shaky wave while Ami was looking
down at the floor in mortification. "Maybe we'll go out again, seeing how you girls enjoyed the night so much."
Rei practically had to chase after Makoto and Ami, the couple made such a quick getaway!
Haruka sat alone for a few minutes, nursing her beer. Then she tossed everything back and slammed the bottle
back on the tabletop. The embers in her loins had been coaxed into an inferno. She really needed to quench that fire
tonight. There was the VIP room, which she was privy to. Now all she needed was a partner for a private dance...
There, on the dance floor.
Haruka hadn't noticed her before. An evil smirk spread across her face, and she made her way to the woman,
dancing alone in the middle of the floor. Women around her vied for her attention. Haruka could see one try to dance
up to her, but a cold look sent would-be suitors scurrying.
'This will be fun...'
~~~
She danced on the dancefloor, oblivious to everything, and everyone. She was burning up tonight, and she
wanted something to sate the fire.
Slowly, arms twined around her, and when she tried to pull away, gripped her harder, swayed with her and
found harmony. Long fingers trailed across her bared midriff, and she grudgingly allowed this brave, unknown dancer
to continue.
Groaned, gasped when teeth teased the soft parts of her ear and leaned back against a strong body.
Bold hands in the darkness, disappearing under her shirt, scraping the underside of her breasts.
Enough, enough.
This was what she needed.
~~~
Haruka could feel the body underneath her hands succumb to her ministrations. Felt how hot she was for her
and chuckled. Her target tried to turn around.
"Uh-uh," Haruka held her hostage in her strong grip. Looking around, she noticed a woman dancing, the tie
around her neck was loose, and Haruka pilferred the silk cloth, unbeknownest to the owner.
~~~
Over her eyes, something silk and soft. Tied tight around the back of her head.
She wanted to see who was turning her on so much, but... the mystery was the best. Whoever it was, even if
they were ugly as sin, knew how to please her, pressed all the right buttons.
~~~
Haruka continued dancing, leading the way slowly to the VIP room. The heat had been stoked to unbearable
temperatures. The body against her writhed, and she turned the woman around, so they were facing each other. The
bouncer guarding the VIP room allowed her into the darkness, and Haruka moved to a space for herself, away from
other couples.
The shirt was pushed up, no bra, and Haruka bent down, kissed the bared skin. Felt her victim arch up
against her touch and pinned her hands down. The pure evilness of the scheme made Haruka's blood rush, and she just
wanted to tear off this woman's clothes and take her fully. But no... Haruka teased the flesh, heard the woman
plead.
~~~
She cried out out when fingers entered her, stroked her experimentally.
"Do you want it?" Her mysterious lover asked huskily. The voice was sexy. And curiosity was getting the
better of her.
"I want it."
"Are you sure?"
"Please..."
The rythym started, and she moved against a hand that guided her like no-one else. Hit all the right spots,
knew where to kiss. Felt that pressure in her chest.
Then the movement stopped.
"No!" She gasped out. "Please."
There was a silence, and she tried moving against those still fingers, but stopped when there was a growled
warning and the hand almost retreated from within her.
"Please!"
Another silence.
"Do you want this?"
"Yes!"
~~~
Haruka held down the woman's hands with one hand, then leaned forward, her teeth catching hold of the
make-shift blindfold and tugging it down. She waited patiently, for the teal-headed woman's eyes to adjust to the
dark.
"Imagine meeting you here, Ms Kaioh." Haruka grinned. Michiru opened her mouth to scream, but Haruka leaned
down, sucked the breath away from the violinist's lips and now fucked the woman beneath her with a vengeance.
Michiru struggled for a bit, sure, she tried her best.
But Haruka had the upper hand. And soon, had a tearful Michiru writhing against her, an unwilling
participant to this strange dance.
"Do you want it?"
Michiru remained silent, except for the groans that were forced out of her throat. Her eyes remained closed.
"I said: Do you want it?"
Haruka stopped her movements, and Michiru opened her eyes, lust shining clear in those deep ocean blues. And
hate. Such a gorgeous amount of hate.
"Yes, you bitch. Is that what you want to hear?! YES!"
Haruka grinned, let go of Michiru's hands, felt nails dig through her coat into her back, nails scratching
against the back of her neck.
"Damn right that's what I want to hear." And the blonde leaned down, claimed Michiru's lips with her own and
tasted the bitterness of tears.
"You're beautiful you know that? You're fucking beautiful..." Haruka whispered hoarsely against Michiru's
ears, feeling that Bungario's niece was close. Damn close.
"Now... scream for me. I want to hear you." Haruka upped the pace a little, and that pushed Michiru over the
edge. Her face, pressed against Haruka's neck, was muffled in between the sobs. But Haruka heard it. Felt that
wonderful release from this beautiful woman reverberate in her jugular, rush through her blood.
Stroked her down... tamed that fire as her hips stopped thrusting. The bass from outside killed any sound
that people in this dark room made.
"Don't touch me."
Kissed that spot behind Michiru's ear, landed another kiss where she could feel the teal-headed woman's
pulse flutter against her lips.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Michiru writhed now, lashed out. Haruka caught her head, and kissed her deeply, gaining a
perverse pleasure from how much Michiru wanted her, yet didn't want her at the same time. The struggling subsided
slowly, and hands grabbed fistful of Haruka's jacket and hugged the blonde closer.
Haruka took this opportunity to pull away, a grin on her face.
That will do. That will do. The power rush was just as good as sex.
"See you next time, Ms Kaioh." Haruka grinned. "Or, since we've gotten to know each other so much better
now, can I call you Michiru?"
"FUCK YOU!"
"Maybe next time, darlin'."
Michiru got up, tried to lash out at Haruka. The blonde roughly pushed Michiru back on the couch. Regarded
the frustrated woman for a few seconds, then exited the VIP room, and the club.
The night hadn't been a complete waste.
~~~
For those that wanted to see Haruka and Michiru together, here you go. Hope you not too disturbed, but I'm trying
to capture Haruka the heartless Assasin attitude. :D Reviews, reviews, reviews! Do I write messed up shit? Tell me!
Should I continue? Tell me! Should I stop? I dunno unless you tell me! :D
Sailormoon (Haruka) fanfiction
immo - immo@hamena.org
rating:NC-17
A new chapter. I like the feedback you guys get, and if you got good suggestions, I usually cater to them :) So give
me a holler and I'll see what I can do!
WARNING: This gets slightly rated, okay? Come on, kids. Those who have been in a club, you aren't surprised that
this chapter is NC-17. What with all the girls in clothing that barely covers them, come on! Oh yeah, alcohol
consumption in this chapter. Kids, you don't need alcohol to have fun... but it helps. :D
~~~
Haruka wondered when her life had gotten so confusing. And when did she sign up for a babysitter job?
Between showing Makoto a good time, to fending off predators that wanted a taste of Ami; Haruka had her hands full.
And then there was Usagi. She was in that dress that Haruka had picked out at the mall that day, and her
hair was down and her make-up done. Dark and sultry, but that air of innocence permeated through the whole thing,
making her even more irresistable.
But Usagi, Haruka didn't have to take care of. The little rivalry she and Rei had was quickly forgotten when
Rei ducked into the club in search of her ward.
"Thank you!" Haruka shouted above the noise in the club. Rei caught the gratitude, and despite not getting
along with Haruka at the beginning, gave the woman a smile of understanding. Makoto was trying to get Ami to dance,
but the girl was an unrepentant wallflower.
And despite everything, Haruka was having fun with four women she barely knew.
"Bartender! twenty-five shots of tequila!" Haruka ordered. Five shots of tequila was served quickly, with
slices of lime and a salt-shaker accompanying the order. She passed the bartender her credit card to start a tab.
"Ms Hino!" Haruka offered one to Rei, as a truce.
"Ms Tenoh." Rei took the drink graciously. The other girls followed suit.
"Kampai!" Haruka raised her glass, and all the girls downed their tequila, licked their salt, and sucked
their lime. All of them reached for a second round, and downed that too, with salt and lime. Third round, Rei stole
Usagi's shot.
"Rei!!" Usagi whined. The blonde was already half-way gone.
"Uh-uh," Rei shook her head. "You can't take your alcohol at all."
"I can so!" Usagi giggled, wavering unsteadily.
"She can get drunk on one glass of champagne!" Rei explained to Haruka. One arm around Usagi, Rei picked up
another shot of tequila.
"Here," Ami offered hers to Haruka. The blue-haired girl was getting red. Haruka took two shots, Rei took
one, and Makoto took one.
"Tastes like... paint thinner." Makoto gagged after her fourth shot. Between Haruka and Rei, they polished
off the rest.
"So do you come here often?" Makoto asked Haruka, shouting to be heard.
"Not really." Haruka replied. "I'm usually too busy to go out. This is my night off."
"Then you should dance!" Makoto tugged on Haruka's hand, and Haruka found that she couldn't resist. Sean
Paul started playing, and Haruka placed a hand on Makoto's waist, pulled her close so they wouldn't be seperated in
the crowd. Makoto moved suggestively against her.
And the dance begun.
More like the sex-with-clothes-on marathon. Grinding against each other, the clothes in between them didn't
matter, as their breathing became more ragged, and Haruka felt heat building up inside her.
Heat condensed on the walls and ceilings of the club, and sweat dripped off everyone. Seeing Ami standing at
the bar, Haruka excused herself, and practically dragged the demure girl onto the dancefloor, sandwiching Ami
between Makoto and herself.
"Enjoy your night out, Ami." Haruka grinned, and was pleasantly surprised when Ami had some moves to show
them. Very surprising indeed. Haruka actually found herself trying to keep up with her. Must have been the tequila.
'Its always the quiet one...' Haruka had to take a break. She had had a good eight shots of tequila. Haruka
got herself a corona and then went off in search of Rei and Usagi, who had found themselves a seat on a couch in a
tiny alcove of the club.
"What's up?" The noise wasn't as loud here, so Haruka didn't have to scream to be heard.
"She's sleeping it off." Usagi was curled up against Rei, snoring slightly. "Told you she couldn't take her
alcohol."
"Listen," Haruka sat down. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so rude today."
"Its okay, comes with the territory." Rei waved away the apology. Haruka offered Rei her corona, and the
dark-eyed woman took a quick swig.
"She's an amazing woman." Haruka nodded to the sleeping blonde.
Rei blurted out, "We're not together."
"Oh?" Haruka raised an eyebrow.
"She's... engaged to someone else."
Haruka took a long swallow of beer. "That's ridiculous. She's barely legal!"
"Mamoru Chiba, asked for her hand." Rei shrugged helplessly, forlornly. "Mr Tsukino thinks that the
arrangement is good for Usagi, and for his company."
A faint image of another japanese gentleman that was at the function last week was conjured up in Haruka's
head. The man had to be at least early thirties, late twenties. Usagi was nineteen by just a few months. And when
Haruka took a closer look at Rei, noticed that the girl was barely out of her teens.
"She'll be married as soon as she finishes school." Rei looked like she was in need of alcohol. Haruka was
more than willing to pass her half-finished corona to the brunette. Rei finished off the bottle and slammed it on
the little table at the end of the sofa.
"Hey!" Haruka called for one of the harried looking waitresses. "Get me two blowjobs, and a dozen Heinekens.
Put it on Haruka Tenoh's tab."
The waitress disappeared, and reappeared with the drinks.
"You know how to take blowjobs?" Haruka motioned to the two coffee-colored shots with wisps of cream on the
top. Rei shook her head. "Put your hands behind your back, put your mouth over the glass, and toss it back. No
hands, okay?"
The two did their blowjobs, than sat back to enjoy their beer.
"So how did you end up in this line of work?" Haruka nursed her drink. She was starting to feel the
beginnings of a very good buzz.
"You mean how'd I'd end up babysitting this one?" Rei looked down at Usagi and smiled softly at the girl.
"Long story."
"I got time."
"Don't you wanna go out and dance?" Rei asked.
Haruka got up and took a peek at the dancefloor. She came back chuckling, and sat down. "Well, my dance
partners are making out with each other."
"No shit." Rei laughed.
"You know... birds of a feather." Haruka picked up one of Usagi's high-heeled shoes, and gave it to Rei.
"Its possible that Usagi... you know."
Rei took the shoe, then shook her head ruefully. "Thanks. But even if she is... it wouldn't help me in the
least bit, Tenoh."
"Call me Haruka."
Rei smirked. "Then you call me Rei."
"Done deal." Haruka held out her bottle and touched against Rei's in a toast. "So tell me about your long
story, Rei-san."
"Of course, Haruka-san." Rei grinned. "Well... I'm a Shinto priestess."
"Get out!"
"I'm not joking." Rei laughed. "I'm an honest to god, fully trained, ass-kicking, demon-exorcising Shinto
priestess."
"Okay..." Haruka polished off her beer, and reached for another one. "Say I believe you, Rei. Continue with
this story."
"My father is a prominent politician back in Japan." Rei grimaced at the thought of her father. "I'm his
illegitimate child. My mother died in childbirth, and in respect to her wishes, I was hidden from the public eye.
She loved my father so much, that she didn't want my existence to hinder his career. Just that fact that I was there
went against his 'family unit' campaign. I only know who he is by his campaign posters every election or so."
"Ouch."
"My father didn't want anything to do with me." Rei started on her second Heineken. "After my mother died,
her father, my grandfather took me in. He was a Shinto priest. So it was only natural that I followed that path. I
was naturally inclined to it, anyways."
"No offence, but your father sounds like an ass."
"No offence taken." A swig of beer to wet her lips, and Rei comtinued, emotionlessly. "He was responsible
enough to send a check every month or so, like child-support. To my understanding, the checks would keep on coming
as long as I didn't go looking for him."
"How did you meet Usagi?" Haruka decided to change the subject. The mention of Usagi's name seemed to perk
Rei up a little bit.
"I went to an all-girl's Catholic school--hey!" Rei smacked Haruka on the arm when the assassin burst out
laughing.
"I--I'm sorry." Haruka chuckled. "But... an all-girl's Catholic school? The stereotypes live on!"
"Shut up!" Rei blushed. "It was the best school there was, okay?"
"Okay, okay... sorry. Continue with your story."
"I met Usagi when she had come up to the shrine to buy some good-luck charms... exams were coming up, and
she isn't a model student." Rei paused to wet her lips with a bit of beer again. "We got to talking, and I offered
to help tutor her. Then my grandfather died."
Rei stopped talking now, and Haruka waited patiently.
"Mr Tsukino took me in, adopted me in a way." Rei shrugged. "I have a sort of sixth sense to danger, and it
works well. My grandfather, when he was alive, insisted that I learned hand-to-hand combat and kept myself in shape.
The body is a shrine for the soul and all that. I could go everywhere that Usagi went, keep a close eye on her. I
was custom-fitted to the job. Not only would Usagi accept my presence, but... well, I would willingly die if that
was what it took to keep her happy and safe."
That idea was very foreign to Haruka. She'd never really cared about anyone enough to die for someone.
Living was something she enjoyed, and Haruka lived a very hedonistic lifestyle. Everything was just means to an end.
If, at the end, she was happy, then everything that lead up to that happiness was justified. No matter how much
other people had to suffer for it.
"I can't say I've ever felt that way about anyone." Haruka gave voice to her thoughts.
"That's too bad," Rei chuckled, and put her feet up on the little table, causing several bottles to roll off
said table. "But I don't believe it. You've never been in love before?"
Haruka laughed nastily. "I think you're an adequate bodyguard, Rei. I'm sure you've researched about me. I
would like to take this opportunity to say that my reputation is every bit as outrageously bloody as everyone says
it is."
Rei nodded, leaning back on the couch, her fingers trailing through Usagi's hair. "You're a very dangerous
individual, Haruka. And I'm glad you have no reason to harm my family."
Haruka smiled. "If you know that, maybe you should put away that gun you have pointed at me. The one in your
shoe."
Rei grinned, and reached up to her boot, pulled out the little Freedom Arms .22 magnum that was hidden
there. "You're good."
"You would've tried to disable me instead of killing me outright." Haruka grinned right back. "If you had
reached for your piece and tried anything, I would have shot her."
Haruka held open her coat just a bit. She had a gun trained on Usagi.
"That wasn't neccessary." Rei's smile fell.
"Don't test me, Rei. Circumstances make us friends. I don't like having a gun on me the entire night."
"You noticed?"
"When you stepped in through the door, you reached out and put your hand on the small of Usagi's back. You
had a gun hidden in that hand." Haruka pointed out.
"You're good, Haruka."
"You have no idea. I'm also betting you have a shoulder holster, and your gun's safety is off."
Rei reached into the inside of her coat, then picked up her beer. "Its on now."
"Good. I hope it is."
"Good thing these bars have really low security, hm?" Rei remarked.
"They should make all the people who come in here check their coats."
"They don't expect much trouble."
"And I don't feel inclined to give this bar trouble." Haruka raised her bottle of beer to Rei, and took a
swig. "They have a really good atmosphere here."
Rei reached into her coat again, and pulled out her wallet. She placed a couple of hundred dollar bills on
the table. "Think that'll cover the waitress' tip?"
"More than enough."
"I'm going to take her home." Rei motioned to Usagi. "And the rest of the girls. Its getting late. Her
father would pop a blood vessel if he knew where she was tonight."
"It was nice talking to you, Rei."
"It was very nice to talk to you, Haruka." Rei nodded gravely, and shook hands with Haruka firmly. And the
Shinto priestess had to suppress a shiver. Even without the research, Rei knew this was a dangerous woman. Death
glared at her from over Haruka's shoulder.
"Watch her for a second, I've got to get Makoto and Ami." Rei gently extracted herself from Usagi's grip,
managing to wake up the blonde in the process.
"But Reiiii..." Usagi whined softly, holding onto the hem of Rei's sleeve.
"Stay here, princess. I'll be right back."
Usagi sat there, swaying a bit, and Haruka watched her warily.
"Woah!" Haruka leaned forward quickly and caught the blonde before she fell. Usagi giggled, cheeks flushed
attractively.
"You... you know, Ms Tenoh..." Usagi slurred. "I-I really think you're pretty..."
And before Haruka could stop her, Usagi had leaned forward and pressed her mouth against Haruka's. The
assasin tasted strawberry lipgloss, and was reminded of all things innocent and sweet.
"No," Haruka pushed Usagi away. "No."
"Why not?" So adorable. Usagi looked like she was about to cry.
"Because you're drunk." Haruka couldn't even believe what she was saying. What Haruka would normally do when
presented with this kind of situation was take this tasty morsel somewhere, have a little nibble, and return her to
her to Rei, who would never report this because it would cost her her head. Haruka had no such qualms against taking
barely conscious young things to bed and leaving in the morning for whoever else to clean up the mess she had made.
But... just looking at the heir to the Tsukino fortune, Haruka couldn't do it.
"Got them." Rei came back, with Ami and Makoto on her heels. Ami and Makoto were both red-faced, embarassed,
and looked like they had just remembered there were people in the club who would be able to tease them constantly
about the new development in their friendship.
"See you girls later." Haruka handed Usagi over to Rei. Makoto managed a shaky wave while Ami was looking
down at the floor in mortification. "Maybe we'll go out again, seeing how you girls enjoyed the night so much."
Rei practically had to chase after Makoto and Ami, the couple made such a quick getaway!
Haruka sat alone for a few minutes, nursing her beer. Then she tossed everything back and slammed the bottle
back on the tabletop. The embers in her loins had been coaxed into an inferno. She really needed to quench that fire
tonight. There was the VIP room, which she was privy to. Now all she needed was a partner for a private dance...
There, on the dance floor.
Haruka hadn't noticed her before. An evil smirk spread across her face, and she made her way to the woman,
dancing alone in the middle of the floor. Women around her vied for her attention. Haruka could see one try to dance
up to her, but a cold look sent would-be suitors scurrying.
'This will be fun...'
~~~
She danced on the dancefloor, oblivious to everything, and everyone. She was burning up tonight, and she
wanted something to sate the fire.
Slowly, arms twined around her, and when she tried to pull away, gripped her harder, swayed with her and
found harmony. Long fingers trailed across her bared midriff, and she grudgingly allowed this brave, unknown dancer
to continue.
Groaned, gasped when teeth teased the soft parts of her ear and leaned back against a strong body.
Bold hands in the darkness, disappearing under her shirt, scraping the underside of her breasts.
Enough, enough.
This was what she needed.
~~~
Haruka could feel the body underneath her hands succumb to her ministrations. Felt how hot she was for her
and chuckled. Her target tried to turn around.
"Uh-uh," Haruka held her hostage in her strong grip. Looking around, she noticed a woman dancing, the tie
around her neck was loose, and Haruka pilferred the silk cloth, unbeknownest to the owner.
~~~
Over her eyes, something silk and soft. Tied tight around the back of her head.
She wanted to see who was turning her on so much, but... the mystery was the best. Whoever it was, even if
they were ugly as sin, knew how to please her, pressed all the right buttons.
~~~
Haruka continued dancing, leading the way slowly to the VIP room. The heat had been stoked to unbearable
temperatures. The body against her writhed, and she turned the woman around, so they were facing each other. The
bouncer guarding the VIP room allowed her into the darkness, and Haruka moved to a space for herself, away from
other couples.
The shirt was pushed up, no bra, and Haruka bent down, kissed the bared skin. Felt her victim arch up
against her touch and pinned her hands down. The pure evilness of the scheme made Haruka's blood rush, and she just
wanted to tear off this woman's clothes and take her fully. But no... Haruka teased the flesh, heard the woman
plead.
~~~
She cried out out when fingers entered her, stroked her experimentally.
"Do you want it?" Her mysterious lover asked huskily. The voice was sexy. And curiosity was getting the
better of her.
"I want it."
"Are you sure?"
"Please..."
The rythym started, and she moved against a hand that guided her like no-one else. Hit all the right spots,
knew where to kiss. Felt that pressure in her chest.
Then the movement stopped.
"No!" She gasped out. "Please."
There was a silence, and she tried moving against those still fingers, but stopped when there was a growled
warning and the hand almost retreated from within her.
"Please!"
Another silence.
"Do you want this?"
"Yes!"
~~~
Haruka held down the woman's hands with one hand, then leaned forward, her teeth catching hold of the
make-shift blindfold and tugging it down. She waited patiently, for the teal-headed woman's eyes to adjust to the
dark.
"Imagine meeting you here, Ms Kaioh." Haruka grinned. Michiru opened her mouth to scream, but Haruka leaned
down, sucked the breath away from the violinist's lips and now fucked the woman beneath her with a vengeance.
Michiru struggled for a bit, sure, she tried her best.
But Haruka had the upper hand. And soon, had a tearful Michiru writhing against her, an unwilling
participant to this strange dance.
"Do you want it?"
Michiru remained silent, except for the groans that were forced out of her throat. Her eyes remained closed.
"I said: Do you want it?"
Haruka stopped her movements, and Michiru opened her eyes, lust shining clear in those deep ocean blues. And
hate. Such a gorgeous amount of hate.
"Yes, you bitch. Is that what you want to hear?! YES!"
Haruka grinned, let go of Michiru's hands, felt nails dig through her coat into her back, nails scratching
against the back of her neck.
"Damn right that's what I want to hear." And the blonde leaned down, claimed Michiru's lips with her own and
tasted the bitterness of tears.
"You're beautiful you know that? You're fucking beautiful..." Haruka whispered hoarsely against Michiru's
ears, feeling that Bungario's niece was close. Damn close.
"Now... scream for me. I want to hear you." Haruka upped the pace a little, and that pushed Michiru over the
edge. Her face, pressed against Haruka's neck, was muffled in between the sobs. But Haruka heard it. Felt that
wonderful release from this beautiful woman reverberate in her jugular, rush through her blood.
Stroked her down... tamed that fire as her hips stopped thrusting. The bass from outside killed any sound
that people in this dark room made.
"Don't touch me."
Kissed that spot behind Michiru's ear, landed another kiss where she could feel the teal-headed woman's
pulse flutter against her lips.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Michiru writhed now, lashed out. Haruka caught her head, and kissed her deeply, gaining a
perverse pleasure from how much Michiru wanted her, yet didn't want her at the same time. The struggling subsided
slowly, and hands grabbed fistful of Haruka's jacket and hugged the blonde closer.
Haruka took this opportunity to pull away, a grin on her face.
That will do. That will do. The power rush was just as good as sex.
"See you next time, Ms Kaioh." Haruka grinned. "Or, since we've gotten to know each other so much better
now, can I call you Michiru?"
"FUCK YOU!"
"Maybe next time, darlin'."
Michiru got up, tried to lash out at Haruka. The blonde roughly pushed Michiru back on the couch. Regarded
the frustrated woman for a few seconds, then exited the VIP room, and the club.
The night hadn't been a complete waste.
~~~
For those that wanted to see Haruka and Michiru together, here you go. Hope you not too disturbed, but I'm trying
to capture Haruka the heartless Assasin attitude. :D Reviews, reviews, reviews! Do I write messed up shit? Tell me!
Should I continue? Tell me! Should I stop? I dunno unless you tell me! :D