Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ A Smile for Michiru ❯ The New Girl ( Chapter 1 )

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Title : A Smile For Michiru - part 1
Author : sKiTzO sHy VioLeT
Rating : R
Summary : Haruka and Michiru come to terms with their love for eachother and struggle for acceptance. Alternate Reality.
IMPORTANT NOTE : This is an alternate reality so don't flame me and say "That's not how it happened!"...

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It was hotter than a sauna in hell in the classroom and Haruka resisted the urge to peel her bra away from her sweat soaked body. Sighing she glanced at the clock. Third period was still far from being over and she couldn't take it. Another forty five minutes with Miss. Main seemed unthinkable. Sure, she loved Miss. Main, but frankly the woman scared the bejeezus out of her.

Haruka sighed again and laid her head in her geometry book. Her brain felt like it was going to melt in the heat and she cursed whatever God stuck her in a portable all year. Once again the heater was broken, stuck on eighty degrees. Miss. Main requested another classroom for the day, but the principal, Mr. Johnston, wouldn't allow it.

Dick, Haruka thought to herself. Sometimes she seriously hated men and wondered why the hell they were even on the damn planet. She herself often prayed (although never seriously) for the day when scientists could replicate sperm whenever and all children could be artificially made. Then Haruka herself would make a rocket large enough to fit every man alive (quite an undertaking she was sure) and blast them far, far away and "accidentally" forget to give them enough oxygen. Who needs men when you're a lesbian?

After a moment the tall blonde decided it might be in her best interest to tune back into the lesson. She knew Miss. Main wouldn't stop the class for anything, not even the multibillion degree heat. As she looked up she realized her educator was doing the same, her attention on the door. Haruka followed her gaze and her jaw dropped.

The most beautiful girl she'd ever seen walk into the classroom at that moment and Haruka's breath caught in her throat. Her hair was a strange green color, but it looked oddly natural. Her skin looked soft and smooth to the touch and she had the most amazing eyes. Haruka found herself lost in those eyes, a prisoner in their beauty. Helpless to escape, but not minding it.

Before she knew what was going on Miss. Main had seated the green haired angel right beside her. Thank you Miss. Main! She felt like screaming it to the older woman, but decided against it quickly. She'd look like a fool for sure.

"Aye, can you hear me?"

Haruka snapped out of her Angel-Induced daze to realize the girl was staring at her along with the rest of the class.

"Huh?" She couldn't help the words from escaping and as soon as they did the whole class erupted into a fit of laughter.

"Look everyone!" A junior on the other side of the classroom shouted. "I think Ellen's met her Anne!" The room erupted in a fresh wave of laughter and Haruka hated them even more.

"Ellen and Anne aren't together any more, dumbass." Her teeth were clenched and she was seething with anger. She knew her angel wouldn't want to talk to her anymore after the embarrassment she suffered during Miss. Main's third period Geometry class.....

"You would know wouldn't you."

"That's enough!" Miss. Main shouted over the laughter. "One more word out of you, Mark and I'll give you a referral." Haruka loved her teacher more than ever then. She was always there to help Haruka no matter what. She was one of the very rare heterosexuals that were very passionate against homophobia.

"She cussed at me, Miss. Main." Mark sat in his seat acting as if he hadn't said anything. He feigned total innocence which really got the teacher's anger boiling, but she showed no evidence of it.

"And you deserved every syllable of it."

~*~

The touch of the cold air against her heated skin felt wonderful. She hurried quickly to her fourth period class hoping to make it before anyone could stop her.

She wasn't so lucky.

"Hey, wait." She felt a hand touch her arm as she heard the almost unfamiliar voice. She turned to see the angel from math class smiling at her.

"You never answered my question."

Haruka shifted nervously and glanced quickly at her next class. She hoped she wouldn't be late.

"I won't keep you long." This girl was very persistent. "So tell me, what's your answer?"

"To what?"

"What's your name? I'm betting it's not Ellen."

Haruka smiled and nodded. "You're right. It's not. I'm not nearly that lucky."

The girl's face twisted in amused confusion. "What do you mean?" Haruka urged her to walk and talk at the same time and she followed.

"My name is... Weird." That's what she always believed. Ever since she was little. She'd never once heard of anyone else having the name Haruka. Not even on TV or in the movies.

"Really?" Angel gasped. "So do I! Tell me yours and I'll tell you mine."

"Trust me yours couldn't be as weird as mine."

"Try me."

She had stopped and crossed her arms across her chest. She wasn't angry, however, it was more playful than angry, and Haruka couldn't help but muse to herself how incredibly adorable she looked.

"All right then. Haruka. My name's Haruka."

The other girl laughed. "It is weird, but not weirder than mine."

"Oh?" Haruka raised an eyebrow. If she didn't know any better she'd say this girl was flirting with her. Not that she minded.... "Well then what's your name?"

"Michiru." Now that her angel had a name the taller girl couldn't help but try it out.

"Michiru." She repeated. While it *was* odd, she loved it. It was beautiful. "Well then Michiru, we can have weird names together."

~*~

Before she knew it the day was over and Haruka was praying it wasn't. She discovered she had Michiru in her first, third, and sixth period classes and promised to show her the ropes of Dr. James J. Hogan Senior High School. Excuse her, not *senior* high school. Just High School. Two years ago the school changed from tenth grade through twelfth grade to ninth grade to twelfth grade. Haruka still didn't understand why it was so important to change the title from Hogan Senior High to just plain Hogan High.

"Ruka!" She heard her mother, Lily, calling her from the kitchen and found her there making sandwiches. Sitting down on a stool Haruka accepted one of the sandwiches from her mother and inspected it.

Peanut butter and jelly. She pushed it around on her plate, but didn't eat it.

"How was school?" Lily started on her own sandwich happily and Haruka bit back the urge to laugh.

She often teased her mother about the way she acted, constantly telling her it was as if she stepped out of a fifties sitcom. Lily would laugh and come back with the same thing. "Dear," she'd tell her daughter. "Mothers in fifties sitcoms don't raise lesbians."

"Oh we got a new girl." Haruka continued to push her food around as she thought about Michiru. "I have her in three of my classes. I walked her home; she lives pretty close. Do we have any milk?"

Lily stopped making her sandwich long enough to get her daughter some milk and then looked at her. "So?" Her grin grew impossibly larger.

"So what?" Haruka knew what her mother was asking, but pretended to be clueless. She loved doing that to her, it was like a game she had grown fond of.

"Do you like her?"

"Naw..." The teen lied but Lily saw right through.

"Liar!" She grinned and she went back to her sandwich.

~*~

Laying back on her bed Michiru's face broke into an extremely content smile. She sighed happily and thought about Haruka. Her smile, her laugh, her eyes......

Her.

She kept playing the images of Haruka in her mind. Smiling, walking away, laughing. They were all very beautiful images and she didn't want them to stop.

"Michiru!" She heard the angry call of her stepfather and was torn from her wonderful world of Haruka. Reluctantly she went down the stairs to see her stepfather, Earl, sitting in his recliner and wearing only his boxers. He was drunk off of his ass and had a glassy look in his eyes.

Earl was slightly overweight and very dirty. He was incredibly obnoxious and a major drunk. Michiru often wondered why her mother had married the slob. He made life hell for everyone he knew and doubly so for Michiru.

"What do you want?" Normally Michiru was a very calm and sweet person, but when it came to her stepfather she didn't even bother pretending. Placing her hands on her hips she looked at him angrily, demanding him to make if quick with her gaze alone.

"Give me the controller." He grinned wickedly, revealing his mossy yellow teeth. Michiru looked at the foot of his recliner and saw the remote sitting right at his feet.

"It's right in front of you." She turned to leave but he yelled at her to come back.

"Do *not* walk away from me young lady!" He growled. "Now hand me the controller!"

Michiru did as she was told, but as she was bending over to pick it up she felt a breeze.

Spinning around angrily she smacked Earl across his face. "Don't *ever* lift my skirt up again!"

"Earl!" Michiru's mother, Amanda, spoke up. Which was unusual. Normally she let her husband do whatever he wanted.

"Jesus Christ." Earl looked at Michiru then at his wife. "Excuse me if I offended your fucking dyke daughter."

"Excuse me?" Michiru's whole being quivered with anger.

"You heard me you little lesbian." Earl showed no fear and Michiru couldn't believe it. He stood up, which was quite rare, and grabbed her roughly. Her shook her a few time and almost smacked her, but decided against it.

Michiru had her arms up to shield herself from reflex, but it did no good. Earl's face suddenly turned from rage to something that frightened Michiru out of her mind....

Touching her face he smiled cruelly again. "Come on," he nearly whispered. "I bet I could turn those little hormones of yours straight."

She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Every rational thought flew out of Michiru's mind and was replaced with one thing.

Fear.

Finally collecting her wits she spat in his face.

"You little lesbian whore!" Earl shoved her backwards and the frightened teen scrambled to her room.

Laying in her bed that night she cried herself to sleep.


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To be continued....