Here is chapter two! I hope everyone likes it.
I have one request: no one die at the end of this chapter...or kill me or maim me...you'll see why...
Thanks to petiyaka, X00001, and aquaxeyes for reviewing for the first chapter. Plot pudding is on the way...mmm...plotty goodness. :D
Summary: Mamoru returns to Tokyo a year after being bitten only to find Usagi and Seiya are engaged. Believing that Usagi will never be able to love him as a vampire, he seeks revenge on the person who turned him: Haruka.
I know this is going to shock everyone, but I don't actually own Sailor Moon or the rights. How sad...
Dozo minna-san!
Haruka stared a picture of Michiru on her dresser. She bowed her head and sighed. She rose to her feet and headed for her closet. She opened the door and walked into the back. She shoved aside her coats and shirts and moved a box to one side. She knelt down and pulled away the carpet. She removed several floorboards and pulled out a bag. She replaced the boards and carpet and walked out into the bedroom. She dropped the bag on the bed and unzipped it.
She tossed silver stakes, throwing knives, daggers, and various other weapons onto the bed. She next pulled out a pair of specially made black leather pants, a padded black shirt, and a leather jacket similar to Vampiru's except the red parts were dark blue. She changed into the clothes and pulled out a pair of black, steel-toed boots. She slipped nearly all the weapons into hidden pockets and pouches all over her clothes and grabbed the boots. She walked to the front door and pulled the boots on. She opened the door and went to the garage.
"Going somewhere?" a voice asked.
She turned and saw Vampiru staring at her. "I'm going to find her."
"Do you even know where to start looking?"
"Blood bars."
Vampiru smiled. "You're good, but most vampires don't like you."
"What's your point?"
"I want to help," Vampiru said. "I need to help."
"All right," Haruka agreed.
"Do your friends know what you're doing?" the half vampire asked.
"I didn't tell them but they know." Haruka opened the garage and walked to the back. She stopped at a door.
"Doesn't that lead to your mechanical garage?" Vampiru asked.
Haruka shook her head. She unlocked the door and lifted it. Vampiru's eyes widened. A gleaming black sports car met their eyes. "I've been working on it for a while now," the blonde said.
"I thought you gave up hunting vampires…" Vampiru said, walking around the car. Haruka unlocked the car.
"Actively yes. But it was you who always told me to prepare for the worst." She walked over to the wall and grabbed a beautifully made sword off of the wall. She sheathed the blade and opened the driver's side door. The pair slid in and Haruka started the car. She drove it out of the garage and headed for Tokyo. "Where to?"
"Downtown for now," Vampiru said. "I have some contacts there." Haruka nodded and pressed the gas down further.
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Michiru opened her eyes. She slowly sat up and looked around. She recognized the room as the one Mamoru had taken her to. As she looked through the room, she realized that her sight was much better than it had been. Her hands immediately went to her neck, her breathing ragged.
"There is no scar or mark," Mamoru said from a corner. "But you have been changed," he added.
"Why?" she demanded.
Mamoru rose to his feet and slowly made his way over to her. "To make Haruka suffer," he returned coldly. "She took everything from me. Now I will do the same to her." His smile widened slightly as he looked her over.
"Haruka wasn't herself," Michiru said. "You know that!"
"It longer matters," he said, standing in front of her. He gently stroked her face. She backed away, baring her fangs at him with a snarl. He grinned. "Do you really think she'll come for you?"
"I know she will."
He turned and slowly paced around the room. "You haven't known her for as long as I have." He stopped and turned to her. "I saw her kill a vampire once before she met you. She took great pleasure in it."
"What's your point?"
"She'll kill you now for what you are. She hates vampires."
"She doesn't hate them all."
"Is that what she told you?" he asked in an amused voice.
"She's friends with Dracul."
"There may be a few exceptions, but the rest she kills."
"Quit lying to me Mamoru."
"I'm not lying. The vampire I saw her kill was naught but a child. Barely ten if I had to guess."
"You're lying," Michiru said, a small waver of uncertainty in her voice. She stared into his hard eyes and she shook her head. "That's not true! She would've told me!" she exclaimed.
"Has she even told you how many vampires she's killed?" Michiru fell to her knees, shaking her head in denial. "How many of them were innocent men, women, and children?" he continued, smiling cruelly at her.
"You're lying…" she whispered.
"Can you honestly say she will love you as you are now?" he asked softly, kneeling down to Michiru.
"Shut up!" she hissed.
"She will kill you the first chance she gets," he said. "To her, you are a monster. A thing that must be killed."
"She loves me!" Michiru snapped, glaring at Mamoru with tear-filled eyes.
"Why would she want to stay with a monster like you?" he whispered. "You would constantly remind her of what killed her family. One night she would snap and you would be dust. She will betray you. I give my word on it." He rose to his feet and left the room.
Michiru walked through the halls of the mansion a few minutes later, determined to leave and find Haruka. Mamoru suddenly appeared. "Come with me," he ordered. He led her to a room with dozens of small TV screens. "There," he pointed at one of the larger screens.
Michiru walked forward and stared at the monitor. Hurt and betrayal shimmered in her eyes as she saw Haruka talking with an unknown woman at a bar in Tokyo. The stranger suddenly leaned in and kissed Haruka. "So na…" she whispered.
"I swear I did not tamper with the video once," Mamoru said softly. "But as you said, of course she is looking for you." He turned the monitor off. "She used you, didn't she?" he asked, turning to her.
Tears fell from her eyes. "She said she loved me…"
"Humans say many things they don't always mean," he said. "But actions speak louder than words."
Michiru stared at Mamoru. "I want her to suffer." Mamoru nodded slowly and watched as Michiru left the room. A cold smile formed on his face and he began laughing softly.
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Haruka glared at the woman who had just kissed her. "I told you Kate, it is over between us," she snapped.
"Oh come on, you know no one could ever please you like I could," the brown haired woman grinned seductively. Haruka shook her head and turned away. She saw Vampiru still talking in the corner. The blonde was suddenly spun around on the bar seat and Kate kissed her again.
Haruka shoved the woman, knocking her to the ground. The blonde was on her feet, her teal eyes dangerous. "Do that again and you'll pay for it."
Kate rose to her feet and glared at Haruka. "You'll be sorry for that Ten'ou!"
"I'm only sorry I didn't do that when we were going out." She glared into the brown eyes. "Now stay the hell away from me!" She turned and went over to Vampiru as the half vampire stood. "Get it?"
"Yeah. Let's go." The pair headed out of the bar and slid into Haruka's black car. "Mansion out of town."
"Positive?"
"As sure as I can be," Vampiru answered. Haruka nodded and drove off, following Vampiru's directions. "So who was that woman in the bar?"
"Some girl I dated before awakening as a Senshi. It was a mistake, but at the time…" she shook her head. "My parents were getting pretty controlling. Kept introducing guys for me to date, but I didn't go for any of them. Kate was a way of rebellion I guess."
"Do I want to know about the pleasing she referred to?" Vampiru asked. Haruka's face reddened in shame and she silently shook her head. "Does Michiru know about her?"
"No. There are parts of my past I'm not exactly proud of." They left the city and Vampiru scanned the darkening outside.
"There!" Vampiru exclaimed.
Haruka turned off the headlights and drove the car as close as she dared to the house. The pair got out and Haruka popped the trunk. Vampiru flipped it up and began rummaging through the weapons, pocking a few silver daggers and throwing stars. She picked up a sword and buckled it around her waist. Haruka strapped a long knife to her right leg and put the sword she had retrieved from the garage through her belt.
The duo walked slowly up to the house. "Dumb question, but you do have your henshin pen, right?"
"Hai," Haruka answered. Vampiru nodded as they stopped in front of the front door. The Wind Senshi looked at her friend.
"A vampire is definitely here," she answered. She kicked the door open and the two moved in. Vampiru held a hand up and Haruka waited. "This way," she said, leading the way deeper into the house. They came into a large room and stopped, looking around. Both felt uneasy.
"Ever get the feeling this is a trap?" Haruka whispered.
The lights suddenly flared to life and a cage slammed down around the two. "Yeah…I'm getting that feeling," Vampiru muttered.
"Nice to see you again," a cold voice said.
Haruka frowned as a figure stepped into view. Her eyes widened. "Mamoru-san!" she exclaimed. "What the hell is going on?"
"Vengeance," he answered.
She frowned. "Vengeance? Vengeance for what?"
He stared at her incredulously. "For what? After what you did to me you have the gall to ask 'for what'?" he thundered, his vampire fangs glaring in the light.
"He shouldn't have been turned…you had drained him…" Vampiru said softly in confusion. She stepped forward. "I made her take your life Mamoru-san. I'm the one you want, not her."
"You are both at fault and will both suffer. Her more than you half-breed," he snarled, glaring at them.
"Seiya was the better choice," Haruka muttered darkly. "He'd never do anything like this, no matter what had happened to him."
"And you? Dumping Michiru the moment she is gone for another woman?" Mamoru smirked.
"Nani?" Haruka demanded.
"Don't try to deny it," a cold voice said. "I saw you kiss another woman barely two hours ago."
Panic began rising in Haruka. She looked at Mamoru. "You didn't…" she whispered softly.
Her hopes were dashed when Michiru stepped out of the shadows in an elegant black dress. She wrapped her arm around Mamoru's. He grinned. "You will suffer a thousand times over for what you took from me." He turned to Michiru and the pair passionately kissed.
Haruka fell to her knees, her heart shattering as she watched. "Masaka…" she whispered faintly.
Vampiru pulled her sword free and slammed it through the bars. She grabbed Haruka and rushed out of the room. When it became clear that the Senshi was in shock the half vampire flung the blonde onto her shoulders. She put on more speed and ran to the car. She shoved Haruka into the backseat and tore out of the driveway.
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"What's wrong with Haruka-san?" Minako asked, watching the Senshi of the Wind from across the room.
Vampiru bowed her head. "Mamoru-san was turned by Haruka last year. He took Michiru and turned her for his revenge."
"That still doesn't explain why Haruka-san is…catatonic," Ami said.
"Mamoru-san twisted Michiru-san's mind somehow. Haruka-san watched them kiss…deeply…" Vampiru answered.
"Mamo-chan's alive?" Usagi whispered. Seiya shifted. "Demo…why is he so intent on taking revenge on Haruka-san?"
"I don't know," Vampiru admitted.
"It's because I took him away from you," Haruka said dully. "I stole his life so now he's stealing mine."
"You don't know that…" Rei began.
Haruka rose to her feet. "I saw it in his eyes. I saw it in her eyes." She turned and left the room, walking out into the rain. She moved down the street, her head bowed. She bumped into someone and kept going.
"Say you're sorry!" a familiar voice snapped. Haruka stopped and turned. Yaten was staring at her. "Ara…Haruka-san…what's wrong?" he asked. She turned and kept walking in way of reply. Yaten frowned and knew the others would know what was wrong with the blonde.
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Haruka stared over Tokyo from the rooftop, her clothes and hair thoroughly drenched. The rain suddenly stopped and Haruka turned and saw Yaten holding an umbrella over her head. "Is there a reason why you're standing out in a rainstorm soaked to the bone?" he asked.
"Leave me alone," Haruka muttered.
"You need a friend Haruka-san. I know we've never really gotten along…"
"So why are you trying now?" she demanded.
"Because you need someone," he replied. "Killing yourself won't change anything. It'll just make Mamoru and Michiru win. They want you to be in pain."
"What do you know about it?" she demanded. "Everything that was once dear to me has been taken by vampires!"
"And you think you're the only one?" Yaten asked softly. "You think vampires have only targeted you?" he demanded. Haruka looked into his green eyes. "I watched my family on Kinmokusei die before my eyes. I had to watch as the vampires tore out my father's throat and defile my mother and sister before ripping their hearts out. I had to watch as they dismembered my fiancée."
"Couldn't you use your Senshi powers?" Haruka asked softly.
"I didn't awaken as Star Healer until they were dead," he whispered. He bowed his head. "I have never been strong. Not as a normal person and not as a Senshi." He smiled faintly. "I've always been jealous of Seiya, Taiki, and you guys because of that," he admitted. He looked her in the eye. "Jealous…demo…I admired you."
"Naze?" she asked.
"You never relied on anyone but yourself. You were willing to do whatever was necessary to save your Princess." He smiled faintly. "I know you love Michiru and you were together in your previous life, demo…maybe not everything is meant to be again."
Haruka bowed her head and turned away. "I'm willing to fight for her," she said.
"But is it what you want?" he inquired.
She turned and glared at him. "Why the hell are you doing this? Are you getting some perverse pleasure in torturing me with this?" She glared at him, tears streaming from her eyes. "I'm the one who caused all this, okay! Is that what you wanted to hear? That I messed up? That I'm no good? That the woman I love seems to be in love with someone else?" she shouted.
"No…" he began softly.
"Leave me…alone…" she snapped, stepping into the rain. Her tears mixed with the tears from the sky as she dropped to her knees.
Yaten knelt down, letting the umbrella fall to the ground. He rested his hands on her shoulders. She looked up at him. "I can't do that," he whispered. He smiled faintly at her look. "I care about you."
"Doushite?" she demanded softly.
"Because you're a friend," he answered. He carefully brushed her soaked hair away from her face, their faces inches apart.
"I love Michiru…" she whispered.
He smiled. "I know. But you do need to accept the fact that she might not want to be saved."
She looked him in the eye. "Then I'll die trying."
Yaten rose to his feet, picking up the umbrella. "I'll take you home."
"I don't wanna go home," she whispered. "Not yet."
"Then I'll take you to my place," he said. He offered his hand to her and she rose to her feet. They went the rest of the way in silence.
Japanese Word Guide:
So na: That can't be/It isn't true.
Nani: What?
Masaka: Impossible.
Ara: Kind of like an 'Oh'.
Naze: Why?
Doushite: Why?
As you probably can see from the last bit in this chapter, this was starting to become a Haruka/Yaten fic and it scared me so I did some editing. That means this is still a Haruka/Michiru fic...thank kami-sama...I hope no one died from a heart attack...
So, aside from the scare I probably gave a few readers, how was it? Drop a non-flame review for chocolatey goodness!