Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon. It belongs to Takeuchi-sama. bows to Naoko Takeuchi shrine.
Authors Note: I love you reviewers! updates There will be differences from the anime… Mostly due to my lack of memory and laziness though. It's worth a read (I hope) because I'm going to do their lives until the rest of forever… or when I get bored with it, either one. Definitely flirting in this chapter. In addition, the outfit I described Michiru as wearing is from the manga, Haruka's outfit is from episode 106… I've been watching too much Sailor Moon to know that…
Michiru opened her closet and began frantically looking for something appropriate to wear to dinner with Haruka. She looked through her closet full of various skirts and blouses, and dresses. She decides against the orange skirt or the blue one… or this one, or that one. This skirt made her look silly. That shirt was slightly wrinkled…
Finally she decided on a black spaghetti strap shirt, low enough to give Haruka a good view of her cleavage, and a white puffy skirt with buttons on the side. She smiled and set down at her vanity table and began work on her face, putting on light coral lipstick and making sure everything was just perfect.
Suddenly her communicator started beeping.
"Yes?"
"Michiru-san, this is Haruka, could you meet me at the café? I'm going to be a little late."
"Of course. Working hard?"
"Yeah, I'm helping Yamada-san work on the cars. I'll be there in a little bit."
"Okay," said Michiru closing the communicator.
She sighed. Now she was going to have to find a way there by herself. She could drive. She had a car. She didn't like driving much though. She decided to just walk there.
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Once there she stepped inside nervously to see Haruka looking impatiently at her watch. Haruka was wearing tight blue jean pants, oh so sexy, and a v-neck t-shirt with a dashing white jacket over top of it. Haruka looked up and smiled.
"Hey, koneko-chan, care to sit with me?" asked Haruka flirtatiously.
"Ma, I couldn't pass up the chance to sit with someone so handsome," said Michiru with a giggle.
"Where are you from? New in town?" asked Haruka, very much enjoying their little game.
"I've lived here a long time, although I used to travel with my family," said Michiru smiling.
"I see. What sort of stuff do you like to do?" asked Haruka leaning forward in her seat and winking.
"Oh, I like to paint, draw, play violin, and watch this adorable runner at track meets."
"Is that so?" asked Haruka.
"Yes, she never asks favors of anyone, and is so distant, so perfect," said Michiru smiling.
"I think perhaps you're the perfect one," said Haruka smirking slightly, resting her elbows on the table, and her chin on her hands.
Michiru giggled. "I'm far from perfect. No human is perfect."
"Then you must not be human," said Haruka.
"Ara, then what am I?" asked Michiru smiling.
"A kitten. A slightly foolish perfect kitten that's easily taken advantage of," said Haruka.
"Really? Are you going to take advantage of me then?"
"No," admitted Haruka.
Michiru smirked. "Hardly foolish then, am I?"
Haruka laughed. "You're really something Michiru-san. What would you like to eat?" asked Haruka ending the game.
"Sashimi."
"Oi, I want a salad and some sashimi to go with our coffee," Haruka said to the waitress.
They sat in silence for a moment before the waitress brought them their food.
"It's going to be awkward getting to know you," said Haruka taking a bite of her salad.
"How so?"
"Well, you already know everything about me so I'm sort of at a disadvantage," said Haruka.
"Not really. Want to watch me for a day or two?" asked Michiru.
"No, I'll pass. We'll be together during school right?" asked Haruka.
"Yes," said Michiru.
"By the way, what gender did you register me as?"
"Male, why?"
"I want to be able to protect you from all the other men. You're too pretty for your own good."
Michiru smiled. "Haruka-san, that's silly." She was secretly delighted.
Haruka laughed. "The boys would be swarming you if I don't act as your boyfriend."
Michiru frowned. "Why not just be my girlfriend?"
"Because then we'd never get any work done, and we have a sacred mission," said Haruka.
"We could give it a try though," said Michiru quietly.
"Listen," Haruka stood up slamming her hands down on the table, "you're the one that got me into this mission. You know how important it is. We can't let anything interfere. You understand that?"
"Of course. It was silly of me to suggest that," said Michiru near tears. Haruka was right though.
Haruka sighed and leaned over wiping a tear from Michiru's cheek. "Don't be sad. After this is all over…" She leaned down lower and kissed away a tear on Michiru's cheek.
Michiru blushed and looked up at her. Haruka smiled and offered her hand. Michiru took it.
"Let's go home," said Haruka.
The ride home was silent and once they got home they let go of each other's hands and went to their own rooms.