A/N: Okay. So I know a few of you out there want to hunt me down for taking so long. Truth be told, I work a lot. And when I work, I think of different ideas of how the story is going to roll. Then I forget those ideas…then my blocks arrive. So have some sympathy….please?

Anyways, here's the next chapter.

Contains rape, language, and some sweet lemons.

Title: Before They Were Scouts.

Chapter: Three

Haruka pulled up to her apartment. The ride seemed to take forever with Michiru holding onto her.

'Stupid scumbag. If he ever sets a block near her, I'll beat the bastard into a bloody pulp.' Haruka wanted nothing more then to ride back, to beat up the bastard that Michiru had lived with.

Michiru had slid off the bike without a word, her usual angelic smile was nowhere to be seen. It was though the goddess of destruction had ripped her apart. (Heehee, I mentioned Saturn!) Michiru was grateful that Haruka had stepped in when she had. Who knows how far Matty would of taken it this time. She shivered, not because of the slight chill in the wind, but of her thoughts.

Haruka slid a hand onto Michiru's shoulder. She didn't want to say anything. The poor girl had been through hell and back, and only moments ago when Haruka had broken down the door. She led the way to the main door of the apartment, walking up the stairs with Michiru to her apartment door. She pulled out her key, sliding it into the lock to unlock it. She opened the door, letting Michiru and herself in, closing and locking the door behind her.

Michiru was still silent. Haruka phished a glass from her kitchen, filling it with water from her fridge. She handed it to the quiet aqua haired girl. Michiru's hands were shaking now, she put the glass of water down on a table and sat down quickly on Haruka's couch.

"Michiru? What's wrong?"

"Haruka…it hurts.."

"What hurts, Michiru? Where?"

"My whole body.."

Haruka picked up the shaking girl and carried her into her bedroom. She laid Michiru down on her bed. Michiru's eyes were full of pain-stricken tears. Haruka didn't know what to do. She laid down next to Michiru and held her close. She brushed Michiru's hair out of her eyes. The tears from the goddess next to Haruka were starting to soak her pillow. Haruka turned Michiru over to face her. Michiru only sobbed as Haruka pulled her close, letting Michiru cry into her chest. Haruka gently kissed the top of Michiru's head.

"It's okay. I've got you, nothing bad will ever happen to you again. I won't let it."

Haruka gently hushed Michiru. The crying slowly stopped. Michiru whispered something to Haruka but she didn't hear it.

"What?"

"Do you promise?"

Haruka smiled at Michiru. The soft curls washed around Michiru's face as she looked up at Haruka.

"Yes, Michiru. I promise."

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Haruka woke up in her bed. From last night, she remembered bring Michiru back here, but the aqua haired beauty was no where to be seen. Haruka lunged from her bed, tearing out into the living room of her apartment.

"Michiru? MICHIRU!" She yelled out. She jumped and whipped around to see the bathroom door opening. Michiru stepped out, a towel wrapped around her body and her hair was wet, clinging to her skin like morning dew to a rose.

Haruka blushed, looking away.

"Don't worry me like that."

"I'm sorry…what's wrong?" Michiru took a few steps closer. She could have touched Haruka if she reached her arm out, but something told her not to.

Michiru remembered the night before, how Matty had hurt her one last time.

"Michiru?"

"Yes?"

"Last night…"

Michiru almost whimpered. She didn't want Haruka to remember that. How she had seen her tied to a bed, being forced.

"What about last night?"

"That wasn't the first time it's happened, has it? Has he completely hurt you?"

Michiru turned away, walking towards Haruka's room.

'I guess it wasn't the only time.' Haruka thought to herself.

'I can't answer her. Her face was full of pain when she saw me last night. I can't hurt her ever again.' Michiru felt as though tears would frame her cheeks once more.

Haruka followed Michiru into her room.

"Michiru?"

Michiru froze but relaxed when she heard the softness in Haruka's voice.

"Michiru, stay here with me. Please?"

Michiru looked at the tomboy. This woman was pleading for her to stay. It didn't seem like the Haruka she had met the beginning of high school. The tough woman who never wanted much to do with others. The tough woman who hated sitting in class all day, who longed to race with the wind.

She nodded her head and a familiar smirk graced Haruka's lips. Haruka walked up to Michiru and gently wrapped her arms around the angel. She lowered her head and placed loving kisses along the base of Michiru's neck. Michiru leaned her head back against Haruka's shoulder, enjoying the soft kisses from her. Michiru placed her hands on the arms which were wrapped around her. She slowly pulled away and turned to look at Haruka.

Haruka felt almost hurt when Michiru had pulled away. The tomboy blinked a couple times, her teal eyes filled with desire. She hadn't felt this strongly for anyone else, ever. Michiru was different. As though she were a goddess that was sent to complete Haruka's life.

"Michiru, I-" Haruka was cut off by Michiru's kiss. She hadn't been expecting that, but welcomed Michiru back into her arms. She deepened the kiss, caressing Michiru's back.

Michiru felt as though the goddess of time had stopped everything. She wanted to stay wrapped by Haruka's warm arms and sweet scent. Michiru broke the kiss though, and gazed up into the blonde's teal eyes.

"Michiru.."

"Hush my sweet." Michiru gave a small but loving kiss to Haruka's lips.

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The alarm clock went off beside Haruka's bed. Haruka woke up from her dream, forcibly. She growled at her clock, but as she went to turn it off, she noticed someone else was laying next to her.

Haruka's aqua haired goddess lay beside her, sleeping peacefully. The girl's wrists were still slightly cut up from the night before but the girl had an angelic feature to her face. Apparently Michiru had changed during the night because she was wearing one of Haruka's larger dress shirts. Haruka smiled, softly stroking Michiru's cheek.

"Haruka?"

A/N: Okay, it changed originally from how I wanted….but anyways, sorry for taking so long!