Michiru stared at the ring on her hand as she brought her brush up from the paint covered palette in her right hand. She smiled contently. She and Haruka had spent the better part of the afternoon doing adult things on or against nearly every flat surface of the house. She chuckled at the memory, Haruka had been attentive and gentle. That woman always did make her feel special.

Michiru looked up at her painting, the face was there now, as familiar as looking in a mirror. A demure calm smile was on the painted Michiru's face, no tears clouded her eyes. Although now, She was not alone in the painting, behind her, stood her love. The blonde had laid her chin on Michiru's shoulder in the painting, hands coming to rest on the flat stretch of her stomach, a secret smile pulling at her lips.

Yes, this was the painting that she had wanted from the start. She set the brush and palette down, the painting was finished. It showed two people very much in love, looking into an empty crib, but their eyes showed a secret just as the blondes hands indicated. Michiru almost felt like she was interrupting a private moment as she stared at it.

" You've finished it?" Hearing Haruka, she turned and greeted the other woman with a flash of teeth, neither of them had bothered to dress after their love making.

" I did." Michiru motioned for her lover to join her as she turned back to the canvas. She grinned when she felt hands slide over her hips, thumbs running along the small of her back. She closed her eyes and let Haruka pull her body against the other woman's. Haruka's lips finding her shoulder.

" When do you want to do it?" They hadn't talked about when they want to try and join their star seeds. Usagi had explained to Haruka how it was to work. She was still a little unsure of everything, but this was something she wanted too. A child that was both a part of her and a part of Michiru. She smiled against the soft curve of Michiru's shoulder, laying light kisses until her lips found the curve of the other woman's throat. She took in Michiru's scent. This was heaven to her.

Michiru smiled, " That depends, would you like to be married first or... " She laughed at the chocked sound Haruka made. " That usually comes first." Haruka nudged Michiru's shoulder with her forehead.

" Lets get a preacher and go get married on the beach tomorrow evening." Michiru blinked, had Haruka really suggested getting married that quickly? The idea was romantic, but what about all of their important people?

" What about our friends and family? They should be there, Usagi should be there." Michiru wanted their important people to be there when they said their vows. She wanted to share that with them. Trying to throw a wedding together in less then twenty-four hours wasn't going to happen.

"Then Saturday, that'll give them time to free up the day since it's Sunday now." Haruka sounded reasonable, they could throw something together in a week. Michiru turned in the other woman's arms, wrapping her own arms around the blondes waist. Haruka cut her off before she could even open her mouth. "Michiru, I've felt connected to you for so long, that it feels like we're already married to me." Haruka laid a kiss on Michiru's forehead. "It's cheesy, I know, but it's the truth. I have felt married to you for a long time now, I can't see anyone else by my side, just like I can't see myself anywhere else."

Michiru closed her eyes in bliss. Those words were all she need to agree to Haruka's plan. " Yes, Saturday! I'll call everyone and get in touch with Setsuna, so she and Hotaru can come back for it." Michiru heard Haruka laugh at her.

" How about we both split it down the middle, I'll call Ami, Makoto and Rei. You call Setsuna, Usagi and Minako. I'm sure once the girls know, they'll want to go dress shopping with you." Haruka had a look of amusement on her face at the thought of dress shopping, like any woman Haruka could appreciate a nice dress, but that didn't mean she wanted to wear it.

Michiru stared at this Goddess in front of her. She almost started to question if this was her, Haruka, but when she looked in those teal eyes, all she saw was the soul of the woman she loved. Michiru found the irony of the Sky and Ocean marrying as wonderful as she found the horizon where Ocean and Sky met.

"Saturday, at sunset, at the Shirahama Beach?" Michiru questioned, She chose that beach because of the special mean it held to both of them.