DISCLAIMER: SAILOR MOON and its CHARACTERS do not belong to me but dibs on Haruka and Michiru if ever they are made available for public claim!

Hey, Thank you for the support, I have been quite busy with life and work but somehow, I managed to squeeze this in. :) Oooh! Special thanks to Andreius91 for being so positive and supportive.

"What do you want Kryzt?!"

"Is that how you talk to someone who gave you infamy?"

"No. What is it, bald-sama? I already said I was on my way." Michiru could be heard giggling next to the blonde on the other line.

"You are breaking my heart, you're with another woman."

"I am with a wonderful woman. Now what is it?"

"I need you in the studio now for the perfume ad."

"Alright! Alright! I'll be there. Give me a sec. Geesh"

"I'll give you more than a few "secs" Haruka-san" He groaned at the sexual innuendo so he hung up on his agent. He rolled his eyes but Michiru stayed laughing, covering her mouth with the back of her hand. Haruka could only smile at the girls' elegance. Even when bursting into laugher, her grace remains paramount. How can anyone resist falling in love with her?

Michiru was accompanying Haruka to the modelling agency. After the small outburst she made about tagging along, she hoped Haruka took no notice of the impulsive decision she made out of sudden possessive needs. Elitista Modelling Agency, she took a mental note. She was greeted by a rather disappointed receptionist.

"Ah... Fujiko-san. This is Michiru-san... I uhm... is Kryzt here?" Michiru could tell from Haruka's body language that he was very uncomfortable.

They were allowed entrance to the agency. Michiru pulled the blonde aside. Looking at his nervous teal eyes.

"Did you sleep with her?" She asked, a bit annoyed. Haruka only nodded. She couldn't really blame Haruka for his ways in the past, she was digging her own grave here but she should atleast be made aware. "Who else?" She said rubbing her temple. The blonde was a bit hesitant but Michiru hissed at him, "WHO ELSE?"

"I... uh... everyone except Kryzt and the male staff..." He inaudibly muttered but enough for Michiru to hear.

"Oh My God." She couldn't believe it, She looked at Haruka's apologetic eyes again. How can anyone resist him? How can she even manage to resist him? She looked around at the female population and saw that they were all ridiculously good-looking and long legged and tanned devine. She sighed.

"I promise. I won't do anything like that anymore." He cupped Michiru's cheeks and kissed her aching temple. Which stopped the whole room from working. Michiru blushed at the sudden attention she was given by the outsiders, some hateful glares were thrown her way, some sad and disappointed.

"My, My, the rumours are true after all." Kryzt interrupted the tender moment shared between the couple. "Where are your manners, Tenoh-san, introduce us." The blonde stepped aside, so Kryzt can do his usual introduction.

"Ah Kryzt-san, This is Kaioh Michiru." Haruka introduced, Kryzt grabbing Michiru's hand and kissing the back of it.

"Enchanted, Kaioh-san. I am a fan of your music and an even bigger fan now that you managed to tame Tenoh-san." Michiru giggled.

"Hey! Don't make me sound like a villain!" Haruka's childish acts are endearing for Michiru.

"Alright, I'll back off! If you don't mind Kaioh-san, we need Haruka-kun to do his job now." Michiru just nodded as she watched in the background.

They were led to a small studio out the back, with all the soft and hard lighting already set-up. Much to Michiru's dismay there were several female models involved in the photoshoot. She was even more devastated when the photographer told Haruka to take all his clothes off while the remaining models were only clad in very revealing silk and lace lingerie in flying colours.

Haruka of course, took the spot in the middle with the female models still scattered in the background, the photographer, one with short wild black hair changed a few settings on her camera, switched lenses and positioned herself in front of the blonde, looking briefly at the female models, before diverting her attention towards the male model in front of her.

"Okay, Tiana! Grab Haruka's right leg with your right arm and cover his junk with your left!" The photographer ordered, causing Michiru to stand up from where she was seated.

"What?!" Her outburst echoed across the room causing a few sweat drops to appear on Haruka's forehead.

"Relax. It is just modelling. I have never seen Haruka look at any other woman the way he looks at you." Haruka's modelling agent lightly tugged at Michiru's hand. While Haruka kept sending apologetic looks at Michiru. The rest of the crew went back to business as usual. Michiru just gritting her teeth as one provocative orders after another were sent to other models. Their hands and other body parts now all over her blonde.

The money shot was Haruka in the middle, grabbing one of the model's head, pulling it close to his as if to kiss her while his other hand was behind another woman's head who was kneeling in front of the hand that was covering his private parts. A very suggestive orgy of sorts just for a perfume that is supposed to have pheromones mixed in with the scent.

When the shoot was finished, she can hardly look at Haruka. Haruka dressed up, ignoring the flirtations from other models as he briskly made his way towards the irked aqua haired beauty.

"H-hey. Uhm, I'm done now. Do you want to go home?" He cautiously asked.

"Yes." Michiru quietly said.

She didn't even notice the envious looks she was getting from the rest of the female crowd in the area. Haruka just walked with her side by side. Trying to make small talk but all she did was reply in her robotic tone. Once they reached Haruka's car, she examined it, it was a vintage car that ran on gasoline again. She sighed again as Haruka opened the door for her. It was a quiet ride home. She didn't invite Haruka in but somehow, he invited himself in. Michiru had no intentions of speaking to the blonde. Haruka decided to make tea for both of them and sat down next to the angry aquanette.

"I... I really don't know what we... WHAT we are." He slumped his shoulders still looking at Michiru's eyes.

"I honestly don't know. I am drawn to you. You've been on my mind ever since we split up... but you were different then... I... don't know." This time Michiru held her gaze. She tried to convey her confusion to the blonde hoping that it would make more sense to him than it does to herself. Haruka placed his cup on top of the coffee table and he carefully placed both his hands on Michiru's enclosing them with his warm and calloused hands.

"I never want to hurt you. If you need something of me... If you want something from me... anything. I will give it. Whole-heartedly."

Michiru gulped. Haruka is still Haruka, but she battled with herself for years. Questioning her own sexuality. Being in denial for years and then finally she got too tired of it and accepted it with her entire being. So where was she now? Denial again? When will the acceptance part come along? Will it ever? She took one of her hands from Haruka's grasp and placed it on his cheek, rubbing the blonde's cheek in the process with her thumb.

"You're still the same. I am sorry for putting you through this again. I just need some understanding. This is just too... WEIRD for me."

Haruka's green eyes sparked pain upon hearing the word said with such emphasis but just decided to shrug it off. He also doesn't know what to make of it. Its probably the same feeling he got when he was questioning his decision after the reassignment, but still probably different. He tried to push back all his insecurities towards the small girl in front of him and just braced himself for rejection, without warning he kissed Michiru's tender lips.

At first, she didn't know how to respond, but she felt the same lips she's been longing for. It was still the same soft lips she remembered, the kiss was still gentle, like a rose. Not needy or greedy. Not too much saliva. Not too much tongue. Just the same old Haruka-kiss from years gone. She wanted to continue as she processed the new data and compared it to her old memories she had of a beloved kiss but Haruka pulled away. She slowly opened her eyes a little disappointed at the sudden lack of lips pressed on her own.

"Was that weird?" His eyes, his green sparkling eyes showed so much uncertainty. Quite uncommon for someone of his stature. She could see the fear of rejection in his eyes. The same expression from when Haruka confessed her true gender back when they were teenagers. A small smile crept on her face as she closed her eyes and shook her head.

"No... its the same as I recalled." This time she opened her eyes to look at relieved green ones. His eyes finally showing mirth and a hint of arrogance.

"Yokatta." Haruka said with a plastered grin on his face.

Kajiro and a few employees were trying to look at any small details or loop hole in the supposed will left by the late Kenro and Hikaru Tenoh. It was him along with 3 other accomplices who changed certain details of the will. Himself, Takaki Tenoh, Daisuke Moto, Hitomi Miya and Umi Kanoue. Surely they were more devious than that. Surely they would have placed some sort of back-up plan regarding Haruka's inheritance. They never expected the couple to have a boy, they have consulted many a scientists to calculate and not merely assume the gender of the next heir through genetics, hereditary birthing if there is such a thing. They were confident it would be a girl, after all, it should have been 95% correct. How powerful the 5% was, wasn't it?! He was getting frustrated as he flicked from one page to another. Then suddenly, there it was, a glimmer of hope.

...the son must marry at the age of 25 and provide a child as the next heir to the Tenoh Conglomerate. In which event the possibilities fail due to reasons _, the estate, share holders and board of directors are to be named representatives and executors of will.

"The devil is in the details." He smiled to himself but a smile wasn't enough as he erupted into fits of maniacal laughter. 'Well, playboy Tenoh, let's see how well you'd like to be tied down.'

Haruka was busy playing house with Michiru. For 2 days now, he has been staying with her. Nothing sexual happened, just like the normal sweet none sense of an old happily married couple. He looked at the girl busy preparing brunch on the kitchen. Smiling as he does so... trying very hard to avoid looking at her round and taut behind, knowing fully well that it would cause some sort of rising from his groin.

"Stop looking at my ass." Michiru yelled from the kitchen, giggling at the silence she got in response.

"Im tryyyyiiiing." Was the childish response she got twenty seconds later.

She could hear him trudging or more like stomping towards her. She felt his arms wrap around her belly while he rests his chin on her shoulders. They stayed like that for what seems like forever but it was truly 5 minutes. She still continued with slicing tomatoes and tearing lettuce leaves, smiling to herself. In this moment, she felt content, she felt at home but as the embrace tightened, she was reminded again of Haruka's chest or lack thereof. What a major party-pooper her sexuality or preference was. Without thinking she wriggled out of the embrace shocking the blonde behind her. She immediately cursed herself. She was not the only one adjusting to it after all.

'Shimatta!' Was the only thought that crossed her mind.

"I... uh... did it get... WEIRD?" Haruka asked to which she could only sigh.

"I'm so sorry Ruka." She wiped her hands on the apron that was wrapped around her hips before taking it off and throwing it on the nearby bench. She proceeded with grabbing a couple of plates before placing their sandwiches on top of it and head towards the dining room to place their brunch on the table. Haruka just slowly following behind. She sat down waiting for the blonde to sit next to her. She could see it again, the sadness in those beautiful emerald eyes.

"Sit." She tapped the chair next to her. The blonde obeyed without enthusiasm. Michiru raised her hand, using her index fixer she tilted his face to hers. "I'm tryyyyyying to adjust." She copied Haruka's previous response before placing a kiss on his cheek.

"Well, try harder!" Haruka jested.

They sat in the dining room for hours, sharing stories and joking around with each other. Their relationship is still not defined but one thing is for sure. There is something there that they can't let go of. There is something there that draws them to each other. Love. Life is the complication they have to deal with.

Riiiiiiiiiing! Riiiiiiiing!

Haruka groaned before rolling his eyes. Michiru could only giggle, although she feels flattered and very important that the blonde would rather spend time with her than expand his money and popularity there was still this sinking feeling in her chest that keeps bothering her. She fears in the end, she might hurt Haruka all over again. The blonde answered his mobile phone, tapping on the screen a few times and placed it on speaker.

"Haruka here."

"Hey, we have an emergency. Its Kajiro-san. Just- just get your ass home." Both Haruka and Michiru could sense the urgency in his voice.

"What's wrong Taiki-kun?" The blonde's posture suddenly changed from relaxed to perplexed.

"Am I on speaker?" The brown haired boy asked knowing fully well from the boosted background noise that he was.

"Yes!" It was Michiru who answered just to clear it up.

"So what is it, Taiki-kun?" The blonde pressed.

"Its about your will and inheritance. That is all I'm going to say. Now, come home!" Before the blonde could say anything, he heard beeping noises from the other line.

Michiru looked at Haruka's anxious eyes, placing her hand on top of his and giving it a light squeeze. Haruka held his gaze before casting it down on the floor.

"Everything will be alright." Michiru assured.

"They never give up." The blonde answered with a follow-up sigh.

"WHAT?!" The blonde's screams could be heard across the room. Her brothers could only shake their heads and raise their fists in anger and frustration.

"There is a loop-hole, if you read it carefully its viable. They have power of attorney to pull this through if you refuse. Let's face it, its feasible." Taiki waved the documents in front of the infuriated blonde.

"Can't you just marry Kaioh-san and get it over with?" The silver haired boy asked, pacing the room equally as frantically as the rest of the people in the room.

"Great! That's a good idea! Just ask her Ruka-kun!" Seiya jumped next to the blonde but instead of a yes sir enthusiasm, he was rewarded with uncertainties in a form of a slumped shoulder.

"Michiru only likes me because I was once female. She's gay but she likes me and she finds it weird and she's still trying to adjust. At the moment, as much as I like being around her, we are not anything. We merely like each other." This time he raked his fingers through his blonde hair with one hand while the other was rubbing his temple.

Taiki immediately made his way towards the blonde. Pity was definitely what he was feeling, had she remained female he would have gladly married the blonde- fake marriage or not. He gave Haruka a hug, earning an unreadable expression from his younger brother Seiya, which he had no problem ignoring.

"Just make her fall in love with you and fast. It shouldn't be so hard. Not for you."

With a nod to the black haired boy, he let go of the love of his life and stepped out of the room. Yaten and Seiya decided it was time for some brain-storming romance. They were considering time-frames, holidays, events and scenarios and although it amuses the blonde- The knowledge that the biggest jerks on the planet, who happen to be Seiya and Yaten, can be quite the romantic there was only one question in his mind that burns brighter than the stars in the night sky.

'Will Michiru marry someone like me?'

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RESPONSE TO REVIEWERS:

HARUMISUMMER: Haha Haruka doesn't want a girlfriend unless its Michiru. She or rather "He" in this story at least, will bangitty bang other women though :D

Just an Anon: Yes Sir!... Ma'am... Dude... Dudette?

jade-MEST : Yeah, it gets interesting ;) Well, Taiki will have his place known as the story progresses.

passerby: Michiru is evil, she's definitely the SEME. haha.

Andreius91 : Aww shucks... so supportive of you. Yeah, not yet fine and dandy, need to add drama of sorts.

Antare: I know someone accused me of being male and sexist and I hated it with a passion! Haha. Michiru's confusion will be more confusing in the next chapter. So redundant of me.

Keeper Aki : Pansexual? Thats new. haha. I'll keep that in mind. New vocab, thank you!

Alex: Shocking! Haha!

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