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Author's Note: I would like to thank auraluna7 and Puffy Marshmallow and everyone else for their support. Thank you!

Broken Promise

Heaving a sigh, Haruka stepped into the chamber she shared with Michiru. She needed to speak with her partner. The blonde was surprised to see the aqua-haired princess sitting on the couch reading a book.

"Michiru."

Hearing Haruka's voice, Michiru glanced up from her book in alarm. Teary cerulean eyes met cold pine green eyes. "Haruka..."

"Michiru, I need some explanations..."

Michiru suddenly broke away from Haruka's gaze, and fled to her room.

"Wait," Haruka yelled, running after the violinist only to have a door slammed in her face. "Michiru! Please, I want to talk."

Haruka pounded angrily on the door. Why was Michiru refusing to talk with her?

"Please Haruka, just leave," Michiru begged as she leaned against the other side of the door.

"No, we need to talk!" Haruka shouted, trying to hide the desperateness in her voice. She needed to know what was going on with Michiru. If there was an issue, all Michiru needed to do was tell her and she would gladly help Michiru fix it. She needed to understand what was wrong.

"Please Haruka..."

Haruka stopped yelling and leaned her head against the smooth wooden surface of the door. Disordered strands of dirty blonde hair fell over her eyes as Haruka breathed heavily. "Please Michiru..."

To her surprise, Haruka felt the door slip forward. Stepping inside, Haruka found Michiru sitting on her bed, her eyes puffy and red.

"I don't see the point in talking," Michiru said hoarsely as she rubbed her eyes. "No matter what I say you'll still think that I pushed Mimet in the canal and poisoned her tea."

"How would you know?" Haruka asked fiercely. "I never said that I believed you did all of those things."

"You never voiced it out loud," Michiru said coldly, getting up from her bed and facing Haruka. Her eyes sparkled angrily as she confronted her partner. "But I could see it in your eyes. I can see doubt."

"Well, if you would talk to me, then maybe I wouldn't have doubts about you!" Haruka said in frustration. She curled her hands into fists. "Yet every time I try to talk to you, you distance yourself away from me."

"What if I don't want to talk?" Michiru yelled.

"If you don't talk, how could I believe in you?" Haruka said, slamming her fists onto Michiru's vanity desk, causing several bottles of perfume to topple over.

"Because we are partners," Michiru shouted as tears trickled down her cheeks. "No matter what the situation, we are to trust one another, not questioning the other even if you are unsure of their motive."

"But first we need to build the partnership, we need to talk to each other!"

"You just don't understand," Michiru cried, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at Haruka. If only Haruka knew how she felt. If only she knew how much Michiru hated the way Haruka and Yaten looked at each other and talked to one another. "I want you out of my room now!"

Haruka dodged the pillow but was hit squarely on the head by a hairbrush that was thrown in her direction. This inflamed the blonde even more than before. "Fine, you're not helping yourself in any way."

"I don't need help," Michiru sobbed. She knew she ways really pushing Haruka but Michiru couldn't control the pain and betrayal she felt. "Before I met you, that was how I lived. If I was able to live without needing any support from anyone previous to meeting you, I could do it now."

Grasping a glass bottle, Michiru flung it at Haruka. The bottle exploded into a thousand tiny fragments of glass in front of Haruka's feet. Haruka's eyes widened as she watched the part of the carpet that the solution touched turn black and dissolve the fabric.

Silence fell upon the two young women as realization struck them both.

Haruka looked painfully up at Michiru. "I actually didn't believe you poisoned Mimet. Despite the evidence and what everyone else said, I continued to convince myself that you had nothing to do with it."

Michiru's voice shook as she stared at the poisonous solution that was slowly dissolving her carpet. "Haruka, I..."

Haruka turned away from Michiru as tears filled her dark green eyes. "I guess I was wrong. I really believed that you were innocent."

"Haruka, it wasn't me."

Haruka laughed bitterly and continued to laugh as she exited the room. "You better clean up the mess. The investigators are going to question you tomorrow. You wouldn't want them to find this."

"Haruka..." Michiru whispered hoarsely as she watched the blonde disappear.

Trying to hold back her sobs, the aqua-haired princess collapsed onto the ground.

"You said that you would never leave me," Michiru sobbed as she hugged herself. "You said that you would always believe in me. You said that no matter what I do, you would never leave."

She was a fool to have believed in her. She was a fool to have let herself believe that Haruka would always be there for her no matter what she did. She was a fool to have let Haruka transform her. She no longer feared that she would lose everything if she disappointed the ones she loved because Haruka would always be there no matter what she did. She was wrong.

Michiru lay down on the carpeted floor and closed her eyes. Nothing seemed to matter now without Haruka. The world was cold and dull. The person that had saved her from her terrible life had left her.

"Haruka... I think I loved you."

Yaten easily slipped past the patrolling guards, his mind in a whirl. He needed to talk to Mimet. Things were getting out of hand.

Yaten managed to slip past all the guards as he traveled down the dark corridors and to the infirmary. Moonlight filtered through trees and windows, casting eerie shadows along the twisting hallways.

Stopping to check a corner, Yaten entered the infirmary. Now, all that was left between him and Mimet was a door. Why did they bother? Slipping his hand into his pocket, Yaten drew out a pick and began to expertly work with the lock.

With a satisfying click, Yaten twisted the knob and slid into the dark room. He paused beside the door, waiting for his eyes to adjust.

"Mimet."

"I knew you would come," was the quiet reply.

Yaten strode into the room, grabbing a chair along the way and seating himself beside the white bed. He frowned as he stared down at Mimet. She looked pale. "Why did you do it?"

"I don't know what you are talking about," Mimet said, her eyes meeting his. It was surprising how she was able to lie with out batting an eye.

"I'm not stupid." Yaten said raising his voice. Looking around in alarm, Yaten lowered his voice. His lime-green eyes seemed to glow with fury. "You were trying to poison Michiru."

"Why would you think that?" Mimet asked sweetly, batting her eyelashes.

"I told you I'm not stupid!" Yaten growled. "You put something in the tea when Michiru and Haruka turned to see what was wrong when I yelled."

Mimet smirked. "So you're not as stupid as I thought after all."

"What does that mean?"

"Nothing."

"You did not answer my question. What were you thinking?" Yaten growled.

"I was trying to solve your problem," Mimet said, smiling sweetly. "Haruka and Michiru had a stronger bond than we expected. Haruka cannot be yours until we remove Michiru from the picture."

"You don't have to kill her." Yaten's knuckles whitened as he tightened his grip on the bed sheet. "Our plan before was to make Haruka lose her faith in Michiru. You-"

"Like I said, their bond is too strong. Do you want your revenge or not? If we get rid of Michiru, Haruka will be yours. Then you can become the King of Uranus. Isn't that what you always wanted?" Mimet asked.

Yaten's eyes widened as his own words echoed loudly in his head.

"Freedom? So what if they don't have freedom? They have everything else! I would give up my freedom to have all that!"

"You said once before that you would do anything to have what Haruka had. Money, servants, power..." Mimet laughed. "I am helping you achieve this, why are you complaining."

"Would the poison have killed Michiru?" Yaten asked hesitantly.

"Do I look like a killer to you? Hm... I only put enough so it just would have... disabled her for a while."

How long did she mean for a while, Yaten wondered. If it had been a few months then he would be able to gain complete access of Haruka's trust, but somehow, Yaten believed that Mimet meant a lot longer.

Suddenly Mimet's eyes darkened. "You ruined my plans today when you knocked over Michiru's cup. I would have finished this without anyone suspecting if it wasn't for you. I would have been a victim, and the maid who had brought the tea would have taken all the blame."

"You really had it planned out didn't you?" Yaten asked quietly. Mimet ignored his question.

"But then again, the inspectors weren't able to take a look at Michiru's tea, so she is now a suspect," Mimet noted, as she examined her nails. "Still, it would have been better if I was able to finish it on the first try."

Yaten turned away from Mimet. He didn't know whether to be happy or sorry that Mimet's plans were not carried out. He felt Mimet's fingers clutch onto his shirt.

"We can't afford slip-ups like that again," Mimet whispered, her voice deadly. She pulled, drawing Yaten closer to her, their faces almost touching. "Do you understand?"

Yaten stiffened and turned away from Mimet.

The young woman smiled, Yaten had no choice but to listen to her. He had gone too far to turn back now. She wasn't even sure if any of them could turn back. However, she didn't want to turn back. She was just of the edge of success. True, she had failed but the plan was finally going to come together. Michiru was under questioning, Yaten and Haruka are closer than ever and she had a plan laid out to complete her own mission. There was no way she could fail. She glanced at Yaten and smirked. What was the saying? Killing two birds with one stone.

Yaten found Haruka lying alone under a tree, staring at the stars glittering in the dark night sky above. The young man silently walked towards his friend, wondering why she was out here at this time of night. He often visited the gardens when he was troubled; was something bothering Haruka?

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Yaten asked as he lay down beside Haruka. His silver hair spread out beneath him, Yaten closed his lime-green eyes and enjoyed the silence of the night. The cool night breeze blew softly, kissing Yaten's cheeks.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Haruka asked croakily.

Yaten frowned at Haruka's voice. Had she been crying? Yaten opened one eye and glanced at Haruka.

"I couldn't sleep," Yaten mumbled, trying to figure out what was wrong with Haruka.

"Same here," Haruka replied as tears began to fill her eyes once again.

"Haruka..."

"Yes?" The blonde struggled to keep her voice from cracking.

"I..." Yaten paused. He wanted so badly to tell Haruka. "Mimet... and I..."

Haruka turned to face Yaten, her deep green eyes shining brightly.

"I... see, there is something I need to tell you," Yaten said quietly.

"What?"

Yaten found himself staring deeply into Haruka's eyes. He had always been attracted to the brightness and the rebellious sparkle that decorated Haruka's green eyes. However Haruka's eyes seemed dull and hollow tonight. Yaten blinked. What was he doing?

"It's... it's... nothing," Yaten said quietly. The silver-haired adolescent leaned forward and wrapped an arm around Haruka's shoulders. "Let's just forget all our troubles tonight. We'll deal with them in the morning."

Haruka stiffened at Yaten's touch but slowly relaxed. Closing her eyes, Haruka leaned against Yaten's shoulder.

"Don't forget to watch out for rabid gophers," Haruka grunted as sleep over took her.