Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Everlasting Love ❯ Chapter 16: Questions and Choices ( Chapter 16 )

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Chapter 16: Questions and Choices


(Outer Manor, Study)


Haruka walked from behind a screen wearing the fourth haori and a hakama she had tried on. Luckily there was only one more after this but unluckily she hadn’t liked a single one so far. This current one had really tight pants unlike a normal hakama that loose baggy pants though somehow it still held the normal pleats. The jacket was shorter then a normal haori stopping at Haruka’s waist and was tight fitting like the pants. The shirt under was a light blue while the pants were a darker blue and the coat even a darker shade of blue seeming almost black. “Well what do you think of this one?” Haruka said walking over to a mirror seeming to struggle with the pants them almost being too small and way to tight.


“Was that the one that Mina-chan picked out for you? You look like one of those guys from one of those American quartets.” Makoto said laughing a little.


“Yeah I think she did. It's like Japan meets the Front Street Boys. Isn’t that the American group Hotaru’s always listening to?” Haruka said trying to move but fighting against the fabric.


“Too much blue, should be a little paler.” Mamoru said chuckling from his chair in the corner of the room.


“There are only two more suits but I've already tried on four other suits and I didn't have a say in any in picking them.” Haruka complained. “Gods I feel like if I move wrong I’m going to tear this thing.’


“Well I think Michiru said something like, ‘I won't be married in racing leathers and Haruka has a poor sense of formal style. If I let her she would wear a blazer with pants and open collared shirt. I'm not marrying a Yakuza.’” Makoto said sitting down next to Mamoru.


“Hey I look good in a blazer.” Haruka said turning to walk back to the screen and walking but in the quiet room the sound of fabric tearing was heard then Mamoru and Makoto burst out laughing while Haruka quickly moves behind the screen. A minutes and swear words later Haruka comes back wearing a heavy wool kimono. “I know its winter but this thing just itches.”


“I think what Kaiou-san means is you go everywhere dressed like you are one a date. I wouldn't where that either. No matter how much Usako cried about it.” Mamoru said commenting on the drab black wool kimono. “Who picked that one out?”


“I don’t know maybe Ami. She was talking about a text book on ancient Japan. Something about this being the same thing Emperor Jimmu the first emperor of Japan wore at his wedding to Ahira-tsu-hime.” Makoto said picking up a pair of glasses off the table putting them on then pretending to sound like Ami pushing the glasses up and holding the edge of them as she picked up a random book and acted like she was reading out of it.


“Setsuna will be pissed if she catches you wearing her glasses and you can say hello to the ninth century if you lose her page.” Haruka said as Makoto quickly took off the glasses putting them back where she found them along with the book. “My taste isn’t that bad. She’s never complained before.”


“Haruka-san you have good fashion sense but you are getting married not going to a club.” Makoto said.


Haruka mumbled, “Women....” then walked over to the screen coming back out wearing a pair of dark blue pants that were very baggy and had quite a few pleats in them and a white silk shirt.


“That might do.” Makoto said looking at Haruka.


“It isn't bad light weight doesn't itch and isn't tacky. Who picked this one out?” Haruka said looking at herself in the mirror.


“Think that one was Meioh-san. She does have good taste.” Mamoru said thinking this was the best they had seen so far.


“Hai, I think she plans on marketing these. Well except the one Mina designed she was swearing up a storm while stitching it. Oh wait I think forgot the haori.” Haruka said then stepped back behind the screen and came out wearing a long black open coat went to her knees.


“That does it. That's the one.” Makoto said, “That is the best of them and looks prefect on you Haruka-san.”


“I'm getting changed then.” Haruka said as she went behind the screen one last time and came out wearing a white button up shirt with the top three buttons undone, a pair of khaki pairs and a blue blazer zipped only half way up. “Shall we go see what the girls are up to?”


Makoto leaned over to Mamoru and whispered “She does dress like a Yakuza.” As they walked over and knocked on the door to Setsuna’s sewing room.


“Can't deny that I am sexy, better then the pretty school boy over here,” Haruka said looking to Mamoru, “Do you ever wear anything then black slacks and a white shirt?”


“Is Haruka-san out there? She can't come in.” Ami said poking her head out the door first seeing Makoto and Mamoru.


“Come on Ami just let me get a peek at that sexy lady in there.’ Haruka said as she tried to come in but Usagi pushed her out.


“No peeking Haruka-san.” Usagi said then looked at Mamoru, “You either Mamo-chan.”

“Come on Kitten what harm is there?” Haruka said putting her hands on Usagi’s hips and smiling at her until Mamoru growled and she let go.


“The harm that I'll send you back to the dark ages and take a nap.” Setsuna said from inside the room.


“Setsuna stop being an old nit.” Haruka said hearing Setsuna start to get up but inside of seeing her at the door she saw a different green head.


“Haruka, you will not see this kimono, if you do before I am to be married you'll have to wait until Setsuna makes another one I can agree with. Do you want that?” Michiru said only her head pointing out of the door.


“Fine I'm going to go grab a beer and watch the race.” Haruka said then wandered off down the hall but stopped to look at Mamoru, “You coming? I doubt Usagi will let you in.” As she spoke Michiru had dipped back into the room and they noticed that Makoto had already snuck in the door shutting behind her.


“I have had enough of both of you today. I'll be glad to be done with this.” Setsuna said from inside the room as she sat back on her stool and Michiru stepped onto the platform again.


“Oh come on Setsuna you are enjoying this don't try to deny it.” Michiru said then spun around in her red kimono the fabric being silk with little flowers embroidered on it looking at herself in the mirror as Setsuna held up the white thick obi trying to put on Michiru but she wouldn’t hold still.


“So beautiful!” Usagi said her eyes getting big like they did whenever she spotted a tasty looking cake at Crown.


“It's not a cake Usagi, stop looking at it like you're going to eat it.” Rei chided.


Usagi pouted her lower lip out and looked over at Rei, “That's mean Rei-chan.”


“Setsuna this is amazing. I love this shade of red you chose, this fabric is so soft and these flowers did you stitch them yourself?” Michiru said standing still long enough for Setsuna to tie the obi around her.


Mina whispered and eyes went slant, “The old hag made me sew them half a gazillion times until they were 'perfect'.”


Setsuna glared at Mina, “You are the one that wanted to help. I may be older then this nation but I can still hear child.”

“I helped too Michiru-mama see this one right here I did it all by myself.” Hotaru said as she pointed to a flower that is still nicely done but you can tell it's different from the others.


“That's really nice Hotaru-chan.” Ami said then looked over and saw the top of a blonde head start to peak from the window though it weaved from side to side. “Michiru-san, I think that flowers outside the window are parched. Perhaps you could give them a drink?”


Hotaru looked over and saw Haruka there giggled and took a pitcher of water from the table walking over to the window looking down seeing Haruka standing on Mamoru’s shoulder then she threw the water at Haruka and Mamoru.


A thud was heard and then cursing in Uranian as Hotaru closed the window and the curtains. “Thank you sweetie,” Michiru said then hugged Hotaru. “I love the flower you did it's beautiful.”


Mina’s mobile started to go off and Usagi quickly snatched it from her running away from the other blonde, “Give that back you stupid bunny!” Mina shouted.


“Nuh-uh! It's your boyfriend!” Usagi said not bothering to look at display. Mina started to chase Usagi who was running around in circles about the room.


“U-S-A-G-I!!!” Rei shouted taking up a chase up after the two blondes knocking thongs over in the room.


Ami sighed then shook her head looking down, “This is no good.”


“Come on guys knock it off.” Makoto said as they kept running and the phone kept ringing.


Usagi ran past Michiru who reached out grabbed the phone and looked at the caller id, “It's your mother.” Michiru said then handed Mina the phone.


(Outer Manor, that Evening)


Setsuna sat in a large recliner with a cross stitch across her lap quietly sewing every so often looking up at the television. Hotaru lay across both of Haruka and Michiru’s laps though mostly on Michiru’s lap with her feet in Haruka’s lap. In her hands she held a large bowl of popcorn that the three of them ate out of watching the television. Michiru sat there with Haruka’s arm around her shoulder thinking how nice it was that the family was back together. She looked over to Setsuna who had set her cross stitch down and was looking not at the television but the wall behind it. “Setsuna, are you alright?” Michiru asked.


“I’m fine Michiru just thinking.” Setsuna said.


“Must be something deep you weren’t even blinking.” Haruka said tossing another handful of popcorn in her mouth.


“Something just seems off I don’t know what exactly just everything with the Siren it all seems to easy. We captured her in the first battle against her and the poison doesn’t seem like her usual manor.” Setsuna said.


“But we stopped her and Haruka-papa is better.” Hotaru said.


“I know Hime just it doesn’t seem right.” Setsuna said. “I’m going back.”


“Are sure that’s wise?” Michiru asked.


“She has been imprisoned I see no harm in it.” Setsuna said standing up and setting her cross stitch on the table.


“Setsuna-mama be careful.” Hotaru said as Setsuna walked over to her kissed her then called her fuku. Setsuna nodded then held her staff up a portal appearing before her.


(Calabash Nebula Prison)


A blonde woman sat in a cell made of red crystal she sat upon a bed made of crystal with a book in her hands leaning on the wall as she read. Setsuna walked to the front of the cell and waved the guards off. “How quaint, it would seem you have resolved to spend your many years here. You are just as immortal as I am, well at least until someone finds your black heart.”


“It can be quite boring at times. I think I've read every book in here twice.” The Siren said.


“Do you take me for a fool? I've been around long before the galaxy was disrupted by filth like you.” Setsuna said tapping her staff on the ground.


“Pluto you are only a couple of thousand years older then me.” The Siren stood up then walked over to the edge of the cell but it wasn’t like a normal cell there were no bars on the cell or a door. The Siren held her hand holding out touching a unseen wall a red field appearing around her hand.


“So has being in here quieted your lust for the descendant of sky?” Setsuna asked.


“I quit after her a thousand years ago. Lust is my game but not lust of the flesh.” The Siren said still playing with the field before her idly drawing circles in the air.


Setsuna laughed, “No, you are an energy parasite. Tell me, what is it like to have so much thirst and not be able to quench it? That would be a far better punishment, you waif of a wench.”


“What is it you want of me? You've captured me again your precious senshi are safe.” The Siren said laughing then walking away from the front of the cell.


“Interesting, I would expect that you would have been banging against the energy field for that comment. Trying to clutch at me and tell me that you will have your revenge. Kind of crude to try to elude me to something by changing your behavior, you know that isn't worthy for some with the title of Galactic Succubus” Setsuna said.


“You of all people know that we change over time. Would you prefer for me to get up and howl at you like a raving lunatic?” The Siren said as she sat back down on the crystal bunk.


“No, but you just let me know that something is afoot. I don't know what it is now. But I will figure it out. You'd better hope that I don't do worse to you when I do.” Setsuna said the field collapsing as she stepped through then solidifying behind her.


“The game afoot? I'll get my revenge even in this cell. You're sky king is already my pawn.” The Siren said not looking up from her book which she now held again.


“You are quite fortunate that the senshi of my system loose memory when they reincarnate. But I do not. It is awful lonely being locked in a stratagem floating about in the fourth dimension. You have that to look forward to. This time I won't be lawful about you and I will hold your sprit in between dimensions for all time.” Setsuna threatened.


“It doesn't matter my plan is in place. Rot if I may but my revenge will happen.” The Siren laughed.


Setsuna turned around and walked back through the field then waved the guards back over. “Or maybe you will just rot.” She said then smiled and turned walking away.


“It matters not what happens to me. Uranus is inches from death. Neptune will suffer though not in this life alone. The poison is in her soul and will be reborn with her.” The Siren said standing up and running at the field stopping an inch from it her behavior suddenly changing.


Setsuna only kept walking not saying anything as a portal appeared before her and she stepped through back into the living room dropping her fuka.


Haruka and Michiru sat on the sofa in the manor still with Hotaru lying across both their laps snuggled into Michiru’s arms. “Find anything useful?”


“Not entirely. But there was a change in her behavior. I called her a waif of a wench. Usually that would send her into a frenzy but it did not.” Setsuna said sitting down in her recliner.


“Something must be up with her. Maybe she is expecting the poison did its job.” Haruka said.


“I am uncertain. But you are still on watch. You are to continue to report to Mizuno-san until we figure what's going on.” Setsuna said feeling that it wasn’t the full truth.


“Last she said my body is fighting the poison.” Haruka said.


“You’re still going. Setsuna is right.” Michiru said stroking Hotaru’s hair.


“Of course love.” Haruka said then leaned over and kissed Michiru then looked down at Hotaru, “We should put her to bed.”


“Hai.” Michiru said as Haruka scooped Hotaru up and took her upstairs.


(Two days Later, Tokyo Concert Hall)


Behind the stage in outside the dressing room musicians ran around tuning their instruments making sure their costumes were good and whatnot. A young girl ran into one of the dressing rooms seeing Michiru pressed up against Haruka’s back standing before a mirror. “Kaiou-sama, Ten’ou-sama forgive me!” The girl said then shut the door.


Neither of them seemed to notice the girl as Michiru stood on her toes tying Haruka’s bow tie. “You think you would know how to tie one of these by now. What did you do before I came along?”


“Clip on.” Haruka said then turned around looking at Michiru a smile on her face.


“A clip on? Haruka you are hopeless without me.” Michiru said standing on her toes again kissing Haruka on the lips.


“I think I managed just fine.” Haruka said, “Still its better with you here.”


"I hate these things. What purpose do they serve?" Haruka asked.

"You are the one that likes wearing men's clothing." Michiru said straightening Haruka tie and coat. 

"Usually it is more comfortable. Besides what would they say if I went out there wearing a dress?" Haruka said looking down at Michiru The sea goddess wore a tight sleeveless dress that reached her knees and had been dubbed as the little black dress. Haruka smiled at her lover enjoying her beauty.

"I don't care what they say let the world know that Ten'ou Haruka the person I love is a woman. It won’t change how I feel about you." Michiru said embracing Haruka her hands resting on her waist and her cheek pressed to Haruka's shoulder.

"Michi you are a classical violinist the people who listen to your music tend to be snobby aristocrats who aren't fond of lesbians." Haruka said gently stroking her hair.

"Well good thing I'm not a lesbian." Michiru giggled she loved teasing Haruka with this. It was a never ending argument between them. Michiru only had eyes for Haruka but still didn't like the label lesbian. She felt gender wasn't a factor in love. Truth be told she hated labels.

"Well they aren't fond of bisexuals either even though you aren't one. Michiru you love performing I couldn't bare watching that be taken from you." Haruka said the musician’s chin up to look in her eyes.

"Haruka that doesn't matter, I don't care if I am performing for an auditorium full of people or just you. My music comes from the heart not the mind. I don't care if it reaches one person or a thousand people. It won’t change my heart." Michiru said rising on her toes to kiss the blond.

"I couldn't bear seeing you hurt. Someday the world will know but not now. Please Michi." Haruka said.

"Hai, Ruka." Michiru said pouting she loved that Haruka was there to protect her but at times she could be over protective. Michiru kept talking but Haruka didn’t seem to be paying attention though she stared straight at Michiru. Everything in her vision had a red haze around it, she looked at Michiru but she just seemed to be a red silhouette. “Haruka, Haruka.” Michiru said shaking Haruka.


“Huh?” Haruka said shaking her head and holding the bridge of her nose.


“Are you alright you seemed to space out there for a second.” Michiru asked.


“Yeah I’m fine I just zoned for a minute. I’m sorry I guess it’s just pre-show jitters.” Haruka lied. She didn’t want to worry Michiru and planed on talking to Ami and Setsuna later about it. “I’ve never performed in front of an audience this size.”


“Don’t worry about it love just imagine that there is no one there and focus on the music you will be fine.” Michiru said pressing another kiss to Haruka.


“Maybe I’ll just pretend like there is only one person there. You,” Haruka said returning the kiss.


"Kaiou-sama they are ready for you." A young girl said blushing when she saw the couple.

"Arigoto," Michiru said making no move to get out of the blonde's arms.  The girl still blushing nodded and left the room. "I love you."

"Hai, come on now or we will be late." Haruka said. Michiru still didn’t move a pout on her face waiting for Haruka to say more instead Haruka kissed her lips her tongue gently stroking them begging her to part them.

Michiru did as Haruka silently pleaded returning the kiss. It was a few minutes before they broke apart. "Who is making us late now?" She said Haruka only smirking, "What no witty remark?"

"I love you." Haruka said and before Michiru could say anything else Haruka grabbed her hand leading her out of the room and to the stage.


To be continued….