Disclaimer still stands. Finally, some HarukaxMichiru for all of you.

Saturday morning was cool.

Not cold, but definitely chilly enough to warrant warm clothes. Haruka peered down the hill she stood on, balanced on the snowboard Setsuna had thoughtfully brought along for her to use. Behind her, Hotaru and ChibiUsa ran around armed to the teeth with snowballs, making the occasional yelp as they hit their targets; each other. Using a nearby tree branch, Haruka pushed off. Only when she was already over the crest did she finally notice Michiru was standing a little farther down the hill, looking out at the snow covered landscape.

She was in the way.

Haruka leaned to the left, meaning to swerve around Michiru and perhaps kick up a fine spray of snow into her face. The snow proved to unstable for her to do anything but keep her balance. So instead, the sandy-blonde tried to stop. She couldn't do that either. There was no time. Eyes wide, Haruka did the only thing she could; yell out a warning.

"Michiru, watch out! I...I can't stop!"

The violinist had always been fast on her feet, but she found that it was an entirely different matter altogether to jump out of the way of danger when you're wearing a pair of skis. Haruka crashed into her and sent the both of them tumbling head over heels down the hill. Down, down, down they went, rolling around like clothes in a laundry machine set to "quick-dry". They screamed in fright and surprise. As they traveled the length of the declining slope, they began to pick up both speed and snow until they resembled a giant snowball. Then, to make things worse, the two Senshi encountered the ramp Haruka had set up for her midair stunts.

Sailing through the air, still screaming, Haruka and Michiru hit the ground with a muffled thump.

They lay buried in the snow for a moment. Hotaru and ChibiUsa came running down the hill after them, but slowly, fearing the same fate if one of them tripped. Michiru began to claw at the slush, making a good sized hole. She crawled out and shook her head. Snow fell from her cascading hair in frozen clumps. Untangling herself from the pile, Haruka unbuckled her feet from the snowboard and set it down. Her desire to go riding down the mountain had been completely ruined for the day, possibly for her lifetime. Likewise, Michiru took off her skis. They looked at each other, then looked away.

"I blame you."

Michiru grumbled under her breath. The sandy blond stuck her tongue out at the other girl and flicked a piece of snow off her shoulder. It landed on the back of Michiru's neck, making her jump as it slid down her shirt. Haruka snickered.

"You always blame me."

"That's only because it's usually your fault."

"Is this how it's going to go down, Michiru? Well, bring it on!"

"Oh, it's on!"

They went rolling around in the slush again, but with a very different purpose this time. Snarling and cursing at each other, Haruka and Michiru fought for dominance. Finally they stopped, Michiru straddling the young Tenoh and smirking triumphantly. Seeing her chance, Haruka pulled Michiru's sweatshirt collar open and stuffed a wad of snow straight down into the line of tempting cleavage. The young Kaioh squealed and pulled away, but not after forcing an armload of snow into the track star's pants in revenge. The battle halted momentarily as Haruka jumped up and hopped around, wincing as snow brushed against her skin on it's way down one of her pant legs.

Michiru jostled her bra viciously, trying to dislodge the frozen stuff from her chest. They glared at each other. Luckily, Hotaru and ChibiUsa had arrived on the scene by then, prolonging the continuation of the war.

"Michiru-mama! Haruka-papa! Are you two all right?"

Haruka shook out some more snow from her right pant leg ruefully. "I've been better, Himme-chan." Hotaru turned to her foster mother with a worried expression. Michiru smiled reassuringly at her as she stood up and dusted snow off her pants. She worked one hand inside her shirt. Although Haruka tried to hide it, a keen interest sparkled in her eyes as she watched the other girl out of the corner of her eye. Finally, Michiru withdrew a handful of snow and flung it on the ground.

"I'm all right, Hotaru. Haruka cheats when she fights me, that's all."

Haruka laughed and strolled away towards the mansion, stuffing her hands into her pockets. "You always think I cheat." Michiru smirked and walked after her.

"Because you usually do."

"Oh, not this again."

"Yes, this again."

Hotaru and Chibiusa shot each other looks of exasperation before they remembered that they were supposed to have broken up and turned away with a huff. There was silence, save for the muted sounds of the four Senshis plowing through the deep snow. Hotaru glanced up at the sky, winced, and started running. Usagi's daughter looked after her, puzzled. Hotaru was not the kind to run off. Hell, Hotaru wasn't the kind to run anywhere, with her fragile body and health issues. ChibiUsa looked up at the sky, and what she saw prompted her to start dashing for the mansion too.

She shot past Haruka and Michiru on Hotaru's heels, yelling. "IT'S GONNA RAIN!"

The two adults stopped in their tracks and stared after their foster daughter and her ex-girlfriend. Then they stared up at the sky. They stared at each other. At the same time, they started to run for mansion and the shelter it provided. The clouds were a very ugly, very threatening shade of purple-black. It was going to start coming down in buckets. Whomever was still outside when that happened would end up a snowman, or snow woman.

Thunder roared overhead like the hooves of a thousand stampeding horses.

As they raced towards the mansion, the feuding couple couldn't help but glance at each other. Haruka smirked. Michiru's eyes glittered a challenge. Turning their gazes back to stare at their destination, each upped their pace until they were going at breakneck speed. Hotaru and ChibiUsa were left in the dust. Haruka was a track star, through and through. No one could pass her when she was of a mind to really let loose and run. However, Michiru wasn't looking to beat the young Tenoh. Breathing in through her nose and out through her mouth, the violinist concentrated on keeping step with Haruka until they were less than two yards away from the house.

Then she made her move.

Darting her hand out, Michiru grabbed hold of Haruka's collar and slowed her down temporarily. Using all of her Senshi agility, she jumped onto the young Tenoh and wrapped her legs around her waist in a death hold. Haruka stumbled at sudden added weight, but kept on running. Locking her arms around Haruka's neck, Michiru bent down until she was close to the sandy blonde's ear. "Better hurry now, Ruka. I do believe it's going to rain." Haruka growled but said nothing. There was no time to stop and peel her ex-lover off her back.

When they finally reached the mansion, Michiru hopped down nimbly from Haruka and danced away before her impromptu carrier could swat her ass in retaliation. Haruka watched her leave for her room, hips swaying seductively, and sighed. Yawning, the young Tenoh placed a hand on Hotaru's shoulder. The small girl had made it inside with ChibiUsa in the nick of time. Outside, hail came down in frigid, stinging nettles amid the onslaught of freezing rain.

"Firefly, do me a favor."

"What is it, Haruka-papa?"

"Don't date people like your mother."

"I'll try my hardest not to."