The Beauty of Michiru Kaioh:
Aqua- marine hair, like a flowing ocean and deep blue shining eyes. The silhouette of a perfect figure stood in a cool night. On a violin, she played her song, the song of the beautiful sailor soldier of embrace and the deep waters.
She stood in the cool night air, only playing her song. Alone…By herself…Out in the cold. She cared not about the chilling wind, although she was cold, the wind now gave her a warm feeling inside, because the wind reminded her of that one person. Michiru taught Haruka to slow down because she couldn't become the wind. But even on a cold night, the wind would always remind her of Haruka. And now Michiru's song was their song.