Okay YAY i updated, i know its great right... ... ... Okay fine anyway i have FINALLY got over la dreaded Writers Block (Or Le Bloc De l'Auteur ((that's french)) :P) Also Good News or at least it is for me sings "I'm Getting a Puppy," about 20 times as you can tell i am majorly happy about this. :D. anywho since this bit is really a continuation of the previous chapter it's still fairly short, howeveri shall try my hardest to write a good loooooong chapter next.

Disclaimer: I, Rinielle, Do solemly swear, that i do not own, i have never owned, and i sniff shall never own sailor Moon or it's associated characters not even Seiya, Haruka, Yaten or Mina even though really really wish that i did and i ... am rambling embarrased smile


As she walked down the corridor towards the changing rooms, Haruka noticed that quite a few people were staring at her, or more specifically her heavily bandaged hand and for the hundredth time she cursed her stupidity, for probably the first time ever, she had underestimated her strength and had not anticipated that in punching the wall she would send her fist straight through it; meaning she now not only had an injured and painful hand, she also had a hole in her wall. A few of her 'fans' looked as if they wanted to ask if she was okay, but were too scared, she tended to have that effect on some people. There was one person however that might ask and she was coming towards her already.

She opened her mouth to speak but Haruka interrupted her.

"Just don't ask!" She said and Yuki stopped, closed her mouth again, and held up her hands, though continued to glance in a concerned fashion at her hand.

"Okay… I won't ask, but would you let me redo your bandage… it's really awful,"

Haruka rolled her eyes and in traditional Haruka fashion walked off refusing assistance. Okay so the bandage was bad, after all she had done it herself, with her left hand, whilst still seething. All things considered it was a good job and it was generally doing what it was meant to, she didn't need help, she would deal with this… her way! For most of the rest of the session Yuki seemed to have picked up on this and didn't mention it again.

Thankfully, in Haruka's opinion anyway, Seiya didn't turn up like he usually did in her moments of weakness. Haruka knew she'd face him eventually, and sadly by then he would have gotten over his initial disbelief and would probably have told everyone and she would never be allowed to live it down. She couldn't even blame it on her being drunk since it was about one o'clock in the afternoon, besides she never drank much anyway.

"HARUKA!"

She looked up sharply and found Yuki stood right in front of her, with her hands on her hips.

"Alright out with it!"

"Out with what?"

Yuki gave her a disbelieving stare and raised an eyebrow.

"Haruka the gun has now sound three times and you haven't moved, which also happened earlier, I've been shouting you for five minutes, earlier you ran four hundred meters and stopped because you 'forgot it was the eight hundred' plus, and here's the clincher, I have beaten you twice today… now all that, plus your hand, plus your even worse than usual sarcasm and bad temper, prove to me that earlier when you told me nothing was wrong you were telling me a barefaced lie!" She paused for breath, "So tell me what's wrong now before I beat it out of you!"

Now it was Haruka's turn to raise an eyebrow. Yuki was quite tall, maybe almost as tall as Haruka herself, but she was also very skinny and was kind of fragile looking, besides she had too kind a temperament to be able to hurt anyone. It almost made Haruka laugh to imagine Yuki trying to beat anything out of anybody.

"I'm serious Haruka!" She said trying to frown, and she even curled her petite hands into tiny fists and made small punching motions, which probably wouldn't have bruised an elderly fly. Now Haruka laughed.

"Do you give?"

Haruka shook her head very slightly, still laughing, "Okay I give,"

Yuki held her head up looking triumphant and waited for Haruka to stop laughing.

"So, first things first... your hand?"

Haruka looked at her and sighed, "I punched a wall, and my hand went through it,"

"No seriously!" Yuki started bring up her fists again.

"I am serious I punched a wall."

"Why?"

"I was pissed off,"

Yuki rolled her eyes, "So grab a pillow and punch that instead, less pain that way,"

"I know that now,"

"And whom exactly did you feel so 'pissed off' with,"

"Myself," Said Haruka frowning slightly.

"Care to expand,"

Haruka sighed again and looked up at the sky for a moment, it was already beginning to get dark, and a quick look into the stadium told her that most people had gone home now.

"What the hell, he'll tell everyone anyway… just don't laugh,"

"I promise," Yuki sat down cross-legged on the track and Haruka followed suit.

"Yuki!" Haruka shouted, Yuki continued to desperately suppress giggles, her mouth tight shut to keep them in.

"Yuki!"

"I'm sorry," She gasped, "I just can't believe that you are upset about that!" a couple of giggles escaped and Haruka took a deep breath clenching and unclenching her fist.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean Haruka come on, don't you think you over-reacted somewhat," Haruka didn't think she'd over-reacted, actually she felt like she had under-reacted, that she hadn't quite got round to contemplating how much she had just screwed up her entire image. She stood up. "Fine help you are,"
Yuki finally gave up and lapsed into giggles, "Haruka… I'm sorry but…" She stopped trying to speak Haruka rolled her eyes. She hadn't expected anyone else to understand. Apologise weren't in her nature, even when she knew she was in the wrong, and people knew that… now in one unplanned and conscience controlled action she had apologised, not just for one tiny thing, but for her behaviour over three whole years, people were not just going to let her live it down, especially not the recipient of said apology whose name she didn't even want to think at the moment.

"I'm going," She announced and Yuki stopped laughing.

"Oh Haruka, don't go," She said standing up, and putting a hand on her friends arm, one look from Haruka told her this was a bad idea and she withdrew it again. "You really shouldn't worry about it… Seiya… he's not as bad as you seem to think, maybe if you really annoy him he'll make a crack about it, but i…" Haruka had already turned and was walking away; she needed some peace, just to get her head straight. Yuki sighed knowing that it would be pointless going after her, she was in one of her best left alone moods, which were becoming more and more frequent recently.


The music that had been surrounding him suddenly stopped and someone shouted "Seiya concentrate for gods sake!" the voice was muffled, as if it was coming from the end of a tunnel, or from behind a wall. It hovered for a moment on the edge of Seiya's mind.

"Hmm?" he looked up from his thoughts and found himself standing in the recording studio, a microphone in front of his face. "Oh,"

"What do you mean 'Oh', come on get it together," Their manager was stood outside looking through the glass window apparently thoroughly unamused.

"What's up with you today," Muttered Taiki from one side of him, on his other side, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yaten open his mouth, but he cut across him.

"It's nothing," He said and saw the white haired light roll eyes and mouth 'yeah right' he frowned at him.

"Okay let's start over, and Seiya…" Seiya looked up again, "Concentrate! I want to get home some time tonight!" he nodded vaguely and the music started up again.

Finally the session came to an end when the Three Lights manager threw his arms in the air and declared he'd had enough for one night.

"Seiya hurry up we're going," Taiki called, Seiya remained seated.

"Go on, I'll follow in a bit," he waved them off and though Taiki gave him a slightly worried look, Yaten was getting impatient. When finally he was alone he sunk further down into his seat. It had been a weird couple of days, actually it had been a weird year all round really. Most of it tended to revolve around one blonde or another.

He really needed to sort his head out, because especially after this afternoon, he was certain he was going completely insane, for one of two reasons. Either he had woken up this morning, and he was going mad because he had imagined Haruka Tenoh coming to his front door and apologising OR he had woken up this morning and she actually had been there and had apologised, and he was going mad because for some inexplicable reason, he didn't feel at all like making any snide remarks or putting her down about it.

He sighed, neither scenario boded well. He looked around the now dark and silent studio, pretty sure he had to be the only person left in the building except that weird old caretaker who seemed to hate music and musicians of all kinds. However this idea was shot out of the sky when suddenly the building was no longer silent, the sound of a piano was floating through the building, and whoever was playing it was undoubtedly very talented, meaning that unless the caretaker had a secret passion for playing the piano, Seiya was not the only person here, and, judging by the music, he was not the only one depressed about something.
I'M STILL SORRY. Apparently slow updating has become a really bad habit BUT don't fear because i already have good ideas for the next Chapter so i'll try to update a bit sooner this time. Bad news is: College starts again on Thursday NOOOOOO i like holidays, cries oh well before i get too depressed about this, i think i shall go and read and comment about last Chapters reviews to make myself feel better.

Just a Quick and ENTIRELY random fact about me: Reviews make me happy, when i'm happy i write better and faster. (Just thought you would like to know)

Sailor-ahiru: You are correct of course, MONEY is always worth it, i hope those WTWML withdrawal symptoms are better. i think you can get a patch for them, try your local chemist.

PriestessHelene: Yay, i'm glad you like my AMV and my chapter :D I shall personally see to it that Haruka's house is squeeky clean and orderly, books and all :)

Bibi3758: Yay i can't wait to write that bit toooo, thanks for all your reviews :) Have you ever hit a wall... don't it hurts... a lot.

HarukaChikane: Short but sweet, kind of like moi... okay i'm not exactly sweet or short, but i was once... never mind. Don't be sorry Haruka does ROCK :)

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Ja Ne, Sayonara, Auf Wiedersehen, Au revoir Ciao and all that.