Fragrant Oleanders

--CHAPTER TWO--

Disclaimer: No, I actually don't own any senshi... As it says, this is a fanfiction; I'm a fan and fictioning...

Author's Note: Story is highly influenced by: Oniisama E and Maria-sama ga Miteru. I wanted to do more drama and angst, but nothing too heart breaking or overly dramatic, forcing limits of logic.

And finally, I have to thank Sie.Revolution for doing beta reading. I'm really grateful to her.

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Behave properly, stand straight, look proud, and move graciously to achieve your dreams…

This is St. Marianne Education Institute, only for the ladies of future Japan. We grow delicate flowers that'll shape the future, every graduate we have had is a unique diamond. It's being unique on your own, shining with a unique light of your own, is what we teach young ladies.

Every girl is a flower, and we want to give the world and Japan new flowers, more unique and rare than ever before. Welcome to St. Marianne, this is where you learn how to shine brilliantly…

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A high school girl was running through the halls, passing students who were enjoying break time; her rush was a violation of school rules. Running was not ladylike and students were discouraged from doing any sort of rushing around. The girl didn't seem to care, once she reached the 2nd grade floor of the High School building, the girl slowed down a little. She stopped in front of a classroom, panting as she looked inside. She quickly corrected the red ribbon on her hair and lifted her long blonde hair to cool down the heat building up on the back of her neck. The girl took a deep breath and stepped inside. She smiled at the first familiar face after a few moments of a disappointing search for a certain someone.

"Excuse me, onee-san." She bowed as she was taught. "Have you see Haruka-san around?"

The elder girl smiled politely. She had an elegant figure just as the rest of students in her grade had. Her onee-san had wavy, black hair, tied into a loose ponytail behind her. She also wore a light make up; which was a privilege for high school students, as long as they didn't over exaggeration their applications.

"I'm sorry Minako-chan, I didn't."

"She went to student council, I guess. She was saying that she had to hand over the festival list for the upcoming month." A tall girl answered, smiling kindly.

The young girl smiled brightly and bowed as she thanked them, then she walked out of the classroom. The student council room was on the same floor. The giggling girls around the room proved that her target was present in there, at the moment. She looked inside the room, and grinned as she spotted her two most favorite idols. A beautiful girl with long raven hair was reading papers in her hands and smiling while a tall blonde was talking to her.

"Good day to you both!" she chirped stepping inside.

"Ah… Good morning, Minako-san." Rei greeted the girl a bit startled. Haruka only turned and smiled charmingly.

"Good afternoon airhead." Of course, she was punished immediately with a tight bear hug on the waist. "It's not a good place to kill me you know." She joked, chuckling.

"That's your punishment for being mean to your number one fan, Haruka-sama!!" she looked up making a childish frown.

"That's because you're the only airhead blonde at high school who declared their airhead-ness. Aren't you in 1st grade? How come you're this strong?" Haruka began tickling girl's underarm, which successfully made the girl loosen her hold on the tall girl. "You're killing me slowly, you know?!"

Rei watched them with a skeptical look, but then she leaned over the papers as they had much more interesting information than the childish scene in front of her.

"Ara? That's what she was telling me Haruka-san. She was my number one fan an hour ago."

Minako's eyes grew wide, she quickly released the tall blonde and ran around the table to Rei's side. She held her hands and showed her cutest admiration gaze.

"But Rei-sama!! I'm still your number one fan! The elegance you have, the kindness you shower us with, and the heavenly voice which I worship, can never be replaced with any other student!!!" She said with an enthusiastic tone. She then looked back at Haruka, who was enjoying the scene before her. "But on the other hand, Haruka-sama is completely in a different league… You're very different from each other and that's why I can admire both of you at the same time." She continued blushing sheepishly; she put a hand over her cheek, which was a complete act according to Haruka; Minako was a good actress.

"Oh really?" Rei looked out of the window uninterested, only to make the persistent blonde act more serious.

"After all, I came here to interview you!! I only came here to see you!!" Minako faked a sob as she lifted her free hand, like she was ready to wipe away some tears.

"Ah, but I have work to do."

"Only a minute!!" The blonde chirped. Leaving no room for Rei to protest, she started pulling raven-haired girl behind her. Haruka stayed motionless, leaned her back to the wall, placed her hands in her pockets, and smiled in amusement.

"I thought you were to interview me today." She said silently as the blonde girl came near her.

Minako showed her tongue to the tall girl as she giggled, still pulling a confused girl behind. Haruka closed her eyes and then smiled to herself. She shut the door behind her as she helped herself out of an empty room.

"Ha-haruka-san!!"

She turned around when she heard the familiar soft voice.

"Will you be studying this afternoon?" Rei asked, not moving an inch while Minako was trying to pull her again.

"Yeah." Haruka nodded. "After school… I need to catch up with geography class, you know."

Rei smiled brightly as she let the persistent blonde pull her away. Haruka smiled at the girls around her, excusing herself as she walked away. Though, when she reached the end of corridor, she slowed down upon hearing another familiar voice. A soothing mature voice was talking with a second and a third one, agreeing on a subject, in which, didn't interest the tall blonde at all. The next second, a tall figure appeared with a tanned skin, long dark hair with hints of dark green shine over them. She was more of a young woman than a high school girl; even next to her friends her maturity was obviously at a superior level. Her dark red eyes slowly fell on the blonde standing in front of her as she realized her presence around her. But she remained silent, as well as the rest of the hall. Haruka had a smug smile on her calm face, standing right in middle of entrance. Actually, there was enough room for three people pass at the same time. The other girl took a deep breath and eyed blonde with a cold but calm face.

"Move out of my way, Tenoh."

Haruka gave what seemed to be an amused smile as she stepped aside. The blonde lowered her head and made a polite, respectful bow. After a moment of staring, the dark skinned girl walked by with her friends. It was a well-known fact: Setsuna hated her for a reason not many knew. Upper classmen surely knew what caused this, but most of them had graduated or preferred to keep quiet on the subject. This impression was intensified with the contradictions tall blonde usually made. Sometimes she would act as though she acknowledged the elder girl's superiority but then would speak in contrast to her knowledge.

"Forgive my boldness, Meioh-sama. I forgot; while you passed, your air covered the whole width of this corridor."

Setsuna winced as she turned around immediately, glaring at a shamelessly chuckling blonde. As Haruka walked away she regained her composure. As a perfect lady, she acted like nothing happened and walked gracefully through the 2nd grade level, enchanting more students.

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Michiru sat down at a table in the cafeteria. Lunch breaks wreaked with such havoc despite the fact that it was St. Marianne. The cafeteria was big enough, but time was limited. As most students like to sit more than an hour for both, eating and idle chatting, an hour of lunch break wasn't enough. It was a blessing that high school and middle school had different cafeterias. The Golden Four were extremely popular among school grounds, if all gathered in same place, chaos would occur.

Makoto sat facing Michiru as she groaned. "We better start or we'll be late to next period by the time Usagi-chan comes here." She rolled her eyes, making Michiru chuckle.

"Itadakimasu…" Makoto opened her bento box, smiling happily with the view.

"Itadakimasu." The shorter girl picked up the fork and knife as she indulged in the western meal she bought. "Ara? You prepare your own lunch?"

"I love cooking." The brunette smiled widely. "And at dormitories there is a kitchen we can use."

"Oh, I can't cook really." Michiru laughed, shaking her head.

"It's quite easy though. Also it's cheaper and tastier." Makoto nodded smiling.

Michiru didn't say anything; she knew Makoto wasn't swimming in fortune like herself. The brunette was third child of her family; her father's business was good actually. But feeding five throats and making sure they all were well fed and educated was a little troublesome for him. And Makoto was here due to her scholarship, because of her success in sports. Michiru was admiring her determination and proud posture. She couldn't cook to save her life, or sew and wash. Though she was lucky, at least she knew how to keep things tidy and in order.

Makoto looked up to the wavy haired girl after a while, "Say Michiru-san, do you know about the housing system of St. Marianne?"

"I never knew there was a housing system." Michiru looked at the brunette thoughtfully. "I should've asked the headmistress about this school."

"Don't bother, she won't tell you anything anyway. All she does is confuse you and expect you to figure out the mystery all by yourself." She waved a hand to Usagi before continuing, who was wandering in the cafeteria looking for them. "Actually I don't know much in detail, but shortly; it's a kind of mastering at high school. You choose one of the subjects and canalize into that. I guess subjects were: sports, science, fine arts and literature. They all have fancy floral names, but I don't remember. For further info, ask the airhead blonde." She pointed childish blonde, who just came to sit with them.

"Nani?" The girl looked at her two friends with a confused expression.

"So, you choose a major at high school?" Michiru asked, interested.

"Yes, that's the main idea." Makoto nodded blinking. Then she turned to blonde sitting next to her, "Usagi-chan!!" with similar dramatic acting she had done the day before. "Enlighten Michiru-san with the knowledge you hold on St. Marianne's housing system, onegai shimasu!!" She said and bowed to Usagi dramatically.

"Hai!" The blonde saluted her companion and then turned to Michiru to start her lecture. "St. Marianne has a housing system at high school. It doesn't require you to stay in dormitories but requires you to choose an expertise. There are four houses for students to choose: Violet Tulip; for scientific education, White Rose; for sports education, Fragrant Oleander; for fine arts and music education, finally Golden Lily; for drama and literature. At each group, upper classmen take care of lower classmen and guide them if they need to or want to. Also, some students may be invited to the house by an upper classman from that house. Then she becomes their sister and upperclassman becomes their protective sister. It's not very common but once you become someone's sister, your behaviors start reflecting on your protective sister's reputation, same goes for her too. So, if you behave in a way that'd bring shame to you, it'll be her shame too."

"Really…? That's interesting." Michiru nodded, but actually she was busy with staring at Usagi's meal as politely as possible while eating hers gracefully.

"I'm sure someone will invite you to their house in a few weeks." Usagi added excitedly. "With music talent of yours, you'll most likely be a Fragrant Oleander."

"I'm not that sure; I'll probably have a difficult time choosing a house for myself… Actually I might try fine arts, but science and sports are also attractive options. And I enjoy literature, even for fun I may choose it."

"Wow! But sports need extra profession; you need to be really good to enter White Rose!"

"I learned swimming back in England. At age of 10, I won the national gold medal."

"Sugoii!!"

Makoto tucked a big piece of rice in her mouth skeptically.

"She's insulting us Usagi-chan…"

"Eh?!" Usagi looked at her friend, her mouth filled with tasty food she had just bought; a pack of rice balls, a beef and potato mash, milkshake and soda, a small plate of sushi and of course a chocolate pudding with cream and cherry topped.

"I can only choose sports; after all I'm average in all subjects… And you're thinking of getting into literature because you suck with rest of them as well."

"Hey!" The blonde protested but Makoto continued.

"But here, she's telling what a hard time she may have while deciding what to choose!"

Michiru just smiled innocently, while chewing a piece of vegetable.

"What? I can't help if I'm good at almost everything."

Makoto gasped as she narrowed her eyes, then shook her head in disappointment.

"You certainly don't belong here Michiru-san, shoo shoo!! Go eat with geeks! Some princess of a country you are…"

"You're breaking my heart Makoto-san… How can I leave you two…? I choose you, ordinary people to get along with, pushing away all luxury and glamour of rich aristocrat people." The girl chuckled, playing along with girls.

Usagi started laughing hard. It was fun, at a point Michiru really meant it. While they were all laughing, she thought for the first time that she was actually enjoying being in a school. She had two good friends now, and what's more, they were having fun together. Other than trying to get along with rich spoiled girls, she was hanging out with whom she felt comfortable with. And that was a first in Kaioh Michiru's life, a milestone perhaps?

"Kaioh Michiru-san?"

The girls stopped laughing and looked up to the girls who just popped up next to their table. They all had quite fashionable hairstyles as much as school rules allowed, and they were staring at Michiru with pure admiration. Makoto rolled her eyes as Usagi's jaw almost dropped to floor. These three were famous in middle school, 3 Graces as they called themselves.

"Hai?" Michiru smiled politely with ease.

"Oh, we're soooo glad to meet you finally. No, not glad, honored!!" The one in middle spoke, while the others nodded joyfully. "I'm Mukashiki Sakurako, but my friends call me Saku-chan." She flashed a cute smile; she had black doll curls falling on her shoulders, half-tied with a bright expensive looking hair band. "And this is Momoko-chan and Sachiko-chan."

Momoko had short pink hair, tied into two untidy ponytails. And Sachiko, had waist length wavy brown hair, with a little tanned skin. Looking nothing less from Sakurako, both two flashed a cute smile.

"Hi!" The girls chirped in English.

"We meant to meet you earlier but we couldn't find you."

"Mukashiki-san, would you please be kind and come after lunch? We're still eating." Makoto smiled politely, posing a perfect confident lady.

"I'm not speaking to you, Kino-san." Sakurako smiled coldly to brunette.

"No, she's not!" Both Momoko and Sachiko said, crossing their arms over their chests.

"But she's talking to you." Michiru kept smiling calmly. "You should at least listen when others talk to you, even if they're impolite. That's what I always try to do."

Sakurako smiled sheepishly, nodding. "I'll try, Kaioh-san… from now on…" She looked touched for a moment and then she quickly changed moods. "Where was I? Oh, yes. When my mother started talking about you, I couldn't wait to be friends with you." The young girl looked at Michiru in awe with those big bright eyes of hers. "You're such a talented musician, it's a great honor if you'll see me as a friend more than a fan." She finalized her speech holding her hands over her chest.

Michiru looked at the girl for a while; she really looked like a fan. Or, became a fan after hearing her fame from her mother… Either way there wasn't any need to refuse girl's offer, at least for now. She had seen worse people than –apparently so spoiled- Sakurako. So, Michiru smiled politely, just as she had done since the first time she picked up her violin.

"That's very kind of you. I'll be looking forward to that."

The three girls squealed in happiness. At that time Michiru noticed glare she had been receiving from the tall brunette. They weren't directly at her, but Makoto was throwing secret disapproving glances in her direction. Apparently, Makoto wasn't too happy with the new friends of hers, but she didn't want to ruin the moment. Once those girls were gone she could ask Makoto.

"Then why don't you come and eat with us, Michiru-chan? I may call you by name, ne?" Sakurako held her arm gently, pulling her in a polite fashion, though it had a hint of force about it.

Momoko and Sachiko clapped their hands joyfully, exchanging joy-filled glances with each other. But the young violonist looked up at the owner of hands pulling her arm, though this time she wasn't smiling. She looked directly into Sakurako's eyes which provoked the girl to blush and her smile to fade. It was disturbing for anyone in Japan to be looked directly into the eyes and it was rude; that was the first thing she learned when she came back from England. She paused for another few moments, being sure she was disturbing this girl as much as possible.

"Please, release my arm, Mukashiki-san." She said finally with the bittersweet bit of arrogance on the edge.

After the girl released her arm, Michiru noticed it got quite quiet in cafeteria. Did she draw that much attention? Perhaps Sakurako and her friends gathered the attention that she needed last in this school. She smiled briefly back at three girls.

"Maybe later, I might join you. But not today, I'm almost done with my lunch, as you can see."

A murmur filled cafeteria; it seemed like everyone was returning back to their meals. Both Sakurako and her friends' faces were sulking, not happy with the current situation. Michiru was smiling just for politeness while Makoto tried her best to hide her grin.

"You're making a terrible mistake, Kaioh-san." Sakurako said seriously. "Not everyone cares for classical music in here, so, not everyone is your fan."

Without taking things any further, she stood up, holding her hands behind her. The girl spun on her heels and walked away with her two friends, or sidekicks… Usagi looked after them with wide opened eyes, then she looked back at Michiru, who resumed eating her meal.

"Michiru-chan!!"

The wavy haired girl looked up.

"Nani, Usagi-chan?"

"You just turned down 3 Graces!!"

"Ara? They call themselves that?" The girl chuckled.

"But after Golden Four they're the most prestigious and popular girls of middle school!!"

Makoto was grinning widely. She happily started eating her meal while listening to her friends, as Usagi was panicking and Michiru remained calm like nothing happened.

"Usagi-chan, I don't care even if they're more important than Golden Four. In mythology, three graces are something more than fashionable young girls." She started wisely. "Three graces are three ladies, who hold strings of fate, each represent lifetime of a person. They cut, spin or tie those strings, they decide fates, although they don't decide but actually know the fate. And please excuse my boldness but I think those three girls were far from assigning my fate for me. Therefore, no harm can come. Besides, I don't have to accept whatever they do or say, out of school, I am more prestigious and popular than they are." Michiru finished as she winked at Usagi, victory plastered all over her face.

Usagi looked with same shocked expression to her classmate.

"Sugoii… Michiru-chan, you're really cool." She said smiling prettily, her eyes full of admiration.

"Arigatou, Usagi-chan." Michiru accepted the compliment.

"Enough admiring each other!! I'm starting to feel lonely here!" The brunette said aloud, raising her arms to air.

"Hai hai… Mako-chan is cool too!!" Usagi grinned, giggling.

The tall brunette laughed and patted the blonde's head. Michiru watched them. Since Makoto's mood had turned back to positive, her reasoning was right. Makoto didn't like those girls, after turning them down she looked obviously happier. This reminded her of the time when she first came to school; the brunette behaved similarly in the presence of Tenoh Haruka. But this time, the hatred was more obvious. Maybe Makoto didn't like that Tenoh, but she definitely hated Sakurako.

Michiru's hand stopped in midair for a moment, she could easily think about others by their names, but she was avoiding using Tenoh Haruka's name only. Like now... She took another bite from her meal thoughtfully; the tall blonde had an invisible power. Without moving a finger, her authority was somehow surrounding whomever she laid her eyes on. She hated that kind of power, it was tricky, rather than facing and enchanting minds and souls with your own mind and soul, some people had that kind of radiating power.

She smiled to her friends, while they joked, each other unaware of the third one's thoughts. Sakurako bit her finger, ignoring the cherry taste her nail polish was leaving in her mouth. Sachiko played with her long wavy hair, which she was proud of.

"Saku-chan, what are you thinking?"

Momoko lifted her head from her pudding, finding the upcoming subject quite interesting. Sakurako narrowed her eyes; slyly she was watching Michiru and her so-called friends.

"She'll pay for this… Kaioh Michiru will pay for her arrogance."

Sachiko's blank face brightened up mysteriously, she leaned over the table to Sachiko, grinning darkly.

"What are you planning to do?"

"Revenge of course." The girl said confidently. "No one can treat Mukashiki Sakurako like a commoner and make fun of her in a crowd. She deserves to be punished." Sakurako leaned back and crossed her arms over her chest; she was obviously full of herself. "The princess will be dethroned soon."

The girls giggled, discussing the revenge plan and the expected results of it. Then they noticed a listener passing by; Momoko smiled widely immediately taking other two girls' attention too.

"Hi Hime-chan!"

Sachiko and Sakurako looked behind and smiled innocently to younger girl too.

"How are you Hime-chan?"

"Why don't you join us?"

The young girl looked at them with her violet eyes; calmly she remained silent for a few moments. Then girl smiled politely, bowing to upper classmen.

"Thank you senpai, maybe next time. Have a nice day."

She walked away and the girls were convinced that Hotaru didn't hear a thing. Even if she did hear, they didn't speak aloud and mention Michiru's name much, so she didn't know whom they were going to get revenge on.

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"Now, Rei-san… One last question."

"Better be the last one Minako-san, I have to go to the library." Rei said packing her books.

"What will you do in library?" The blonde grinned.

"Homework, I have to do some research. Please hurry Minako-san, you've been interviewing me since lunch break. Will you end it any soon in the future?"

"You're no fun, Rei-san. Ok, here is last one!" her grin got wider as her eyes began sparkling mischievously. "How many people did you date with since today?"

Rei's eyes got wider as she spun around immediately.

"I beg your pardon?!!"

"You heard me! Students want to know." Minako smiled innocently, turning herself around on the chair.

"What kind of question is that?! I answered all your ridiculous questions just to end this so called interview but it's just getting more silly." The girl shook her head and grabbed her bag. "I'm out of here, good day Minako-san."

"Wait! Rei-san!!" Blonde jumped on her feet and ran to door, she opened both her arms to prevent the raven-haired girl leaving classroom. "Those questions are from your fans!! How can you ignore them, you're from ignoring the hearts of innocent girls who're guilty just because they admire your very being!!!" She cried with an overly dramatic voice.

"And what kind of a newspaper club president are you?" Rei tilted her head as she frowned. She was clearly annoyed. "Allowing them to ask whatever they want, not to mention how they meddle into my private life. Knowing what I did with whom, won't help them live any better or make this save the day."

"But Rei-san!!"

"Interview is finished here, move from my way."

"There are rumors that you're dating with a priest, and not any priest, son of the head priest at the temple you're staying in. Don't you want to prove those rumors wrong?" She said finally, opening her last card.

But Rei remained motionless, she just kept her annoyed serious gaze fixated to blonde's blue ones. Minako's determined features loosened slowly, as her eyes got wider.

"It is true?"

"Last warning Aino-san…" Rei repeated with a calm voice, "Move from my way."

The blonde girl stared at her silently for a moment and then she stepped aside silently. Rei walked past her, still mad with the stubbornness of the blonde but angry with the rumors as well. That was true, she was into the priest's son, but big news was kept unspoken; she was to marry him after graduation. Which she'd love to… Her pace slowed down, she looked up to door where her feet brought her. It was the study room, a smaller library at top of high school building. She sighed, then turned the doorknob, letting the door open silently. Afternoon sun was painting the room with a sweet golden, orange light. Rei closed the door behind her, she walked slowly through the pile of books, some on shelves, some piled on floor. She stopped as she walked closer to window, barricaded with a bookcase to keep it out of sight from the doorway. She leaned into the bookcase, watching the view silently. Another girl was sitting wooden seat placed in front of windows; leaned her back to the column right behind her, placed one foot on the seat as she rested a hand over her knee. She was facing outside, but with the masculine clothing she had worn and golden halo shining through her hair, her identity was unmistakable. Rei smiled to herself, the tall blonde hadn't noticed her yet, apparently.

"It's breathtaking, don't you think so?"

Haruka was startled with the presence of a second person, but she didn't show any sign of surprise as she slowly looked over her shoulder. Strong sunlight was shadowing her face, but Rei was almost sure a charming smile was there. She smiled with the sight of two bright green eyes.

"No, not from there…" she said, almost like a whisper.

Then blonde reached out a hand to shorter girl, a silent invitation to the sunlight. Rei looked at her for a moment or two, then stepped into sunlight, graciously placing her hand to Haruka's empty palm. But unexpected from the previous calm scene, Haruka put her foot down, facing her, while she pulled the girl harshly, making her almost fall. But as planned, Rei fell right into her embrace. Rei's silky black hair brushed into her face before the girl straightened herself. Rei looked down at Haruka with widened eyes. She was holding her tightly, as she unintentionally placed her hands on blonde's shoulders.

"From here…"

"Haruka…-san…"her soft voice murmured.

The tall girl only smiled widely, her hands caressing the girl's slender body lightly. Rei reached a hand to the heavy, dark red, velvet curtain behind the blonde; she leaned down as her hand pulled the heavy fabric, blocking sunlight from reaching the room. Haruka closed her eyes, enjoying the flavor of Rei's soft lips. She could smell the scent of roses, Rei's fragrance that she spread faintly around wherever she goes to.

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Michiru and Makoto dropped Usagi off to her room then headed to their floor. It wasn't a long day but she was getting worried about the amount of homework they've received today.

"It's a weekend, that's why." Makoto sighed heavily.

"But we're on Thursday Makoto-san."

"It doesn't matter, homework is homework. And with the word 'weekend' spoken, teachers tend to give more. Like we have only one subject a day!!!" she punched air, and then stopped all of a sudden. "Ah, my room… See you at dinner Michiru-san."

Michiru smiled as she waved to brunette, then she resumed walking to her room. She sighed as she took out her keys, she didn't mind homework and overload of homework by weekends. But the way Makoto said was really discouraging, and today's essay homework was only addition to her depressed mood. She opened door, but as she stepped inside she noticed that she stepped over something. Michiru looked down at the envelope she had stepped on, it was weird because right yesterday evening she had finished unpacking and tidied her room. And in the morning, she left her room spotless.

She closed the door behind her and took the nameless envelope from the floor. With less effort she threw her bag over the bed and sat in front of her dressing table. An unaddressed letter never promised something good. She had received fan letters both from her fans out and from school; nameless ones were usually… rare to receive. They at least had her name written on it. She opened envelope carefully, then took out a clean white letter paper. Her eyes were widened with the content of the letter.

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'Once upon a time, there was a far away kingdom with a king and princess of it.

They were rich, wealthy and happy.

But the King was busy, so he sent her precious daughter to a royal school where she could learn manners and ways of royalty.

But Princess was a spoiled brat; no one was good enough for her.

Nothing was good to her liking; though sweetness of irony, she was abandoned due to her arrogant nature.

And she found out she was alone there; his precious king wasn't there to save her daughter from the gracious daughters of other families…

So brat died…

The End

Moral: Know your place or before princess returns to her kingdom, she'll perish.'

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This was not only shameless, but extremely childish too. In her short carrier, she had seen better and more convincing threat letters. But this was work of an amateur, though she had to admire the effort and care on using computer print rather than handwriting. Unfortunately, Michiru was more experienced on dealing with such threats than the culprit. She laughed silently, then stared into distant through the mirror of dressing table.

"A war you wish… But in the end I won't be the one to perish…"

Michiru crumpled the paper and threw it into waste bin.

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End of Chapter 2

Note: I'm sorry, it took so long to post another chapter. School is eating me away... who isn't?! Oh well, those three girls may sound and look silly for a while, don't worry though they'll be around for a while for your entertainment. :P If there are some mistypes and grammar mistakes please ignore them, Sie couldn't find time to do a detailed editing. But as soon as she gets free time I'll upload edited version. Enjoy... :)