Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ The Perfect Evening ❯ One ( One-Shot )

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The Perfect Evening
By Yorkie

Haruka hurried around the apartment getting things ready, she glanced up at
the clock nervously; it would only be a few more minutes until her partner came
home. She stood back and looked at the room, candles, flowers, wine and
food...must check on the food.
Haruka couldn't cook to save her life, she'd stopped on the way home and
picked up dinner. All she had to do now was keep it warm.

The blonde opened the oven door; the wonderful aroma filled the room. She
smiled, the food was just fine, in fact everything was going better than she had
planned. She glanced back at the romantic setting, something was missing. Music!
Soft music would make things complete. She sat on the floor with her long legs
tucked under her going through a stack of CD's trying to find just the right
one. After all, tonight was very special.

The two senshi had moved into this apartment just one month ago. She had to
admit that she'd had her reservations about living in such close proximity with
Michiru; it would be very easy to loose her perspective.
At the time all she could think about was their mission, finding the Talismans
and the Sacred Cup were all that mattered to her. She pushed back her own
feelings where Michiru was concerned.

Denying her growing interest in the smaller girl was the only way to
concentrate, to keep focused...wasn't it? Or was that the main reason she
couldn't sleep at night? Just how long could she go on lying to herself?

Haruka sighed, no more lies. Tonight she was going to tell the other girl just
how she felt. Now if she could just control the fluttering in her stomach she
would be fine. But how to do it?

Atmosphere was the easy part; the words were the hard part, that took work. Just
how do you tell someone that you're in love with them? This was going to be a
first for her. She struggled to find just the right words...'Michiru, darling'
no, that wasn't right. Darling was Michiru's word, only she sounded natural when
she said it, how about...'Michiru, we've been together for some time now
and...'no, that didn't sound right either. Maybe she could just give her a note!
Or maybe she'd luck out and Michiru would figure it out on her own. Or perhaps
she'd just get so nervous that when she opened her mouth nothing would come out,
then she would sit there looking stupid and probably die from sheer
embarrassment. Why was this so hard?

The door to the apartment opened and Michiru walked in carrying her bag with her
bathing suit in it. Haruka watched her look around the room and saw a huge smile
spread across her face. That was certainly a good sign.

"Haruka-san?" She smiled at the blonde. "What is all this for? Are you expecting
a date?" She asked with a touch of sarcasm.

Haruka smiled back at her, no more Haruka-san or Michiru-san after tonight...for
now on it would just be Haruka and Michiru, up close and personal. If she didn't
mess things up.

"No, I've been waiting for you." There that wasn't too hard. "How was your
swim?"

"Fine." She sniffed the air. "Did you cook dinner?"

"Ah, I bought it...I didn't want to poison you." She gestured toward the table.
"Sit down, I'll bring it in, I hope you're hungry."

Michiru sat at the table. "I'm famished, swimming always makes me hungry."

"Does it?" She hoped she didn't sound as nervous as she felt.

"Yes." Michiru watched with some amusement as Haruka sat the food on the table.
"The apartment looks lovely, very romantic."

"Thank you." Haruka could feel herself blushing, maybe Michiru wouldn't notice
since there was only candlelight. She sat down across from Michiru. "I was
hoping you would like it."

"What's the occasion?" Michiru asked as she took a bite of her food.

"Occasion?" Haruka cleared her throat.

"We don't normally eat like this."

"Oh." The blonde shoved some food into her mouth.

Michiru smiled, her friend was being very coy this evening. She'd never seen
Haruka like this before. "The food is very good."

"Yeah." This was good; she'd gone from 'oh' to 'yeah'...at this rate it would be
tomorrow after noon before she told her how she felt. Haruka reached across the
table and put her hand on top of Michiru's. "There's something I want to tell
you." She swallowed hard, it was now or never. "I...do you want more food?"

"No, I'm fine." Michiru's eyes never left Haruka's. "What did you want to tell
me?"

"Huh?" Damn, she cursed herself for being a coward.

Michiru giggled, she got up and sat next to Haruka. "Now." she said taking the
taller girl's hand. "tell me what it is you wanted to say."

Haruka could only stare at the sweet delicate creature next to her. Michiru was
the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen in her life. That was good, she could
tell her that, or she could tell her how her eyes glistened in the candlelight.
"Your hair smells wonderful, what is that, a new shampoo?"

"It's chlorine from the pool."

"Oh...well, it works for you." What the hell was she saying?

Michiru tried very hard not to laugh, she knew Haruka was having a rough time,
words didn't come easy for her. Maybe she could help her along. "I'm glad we
moved in together."

Haruka nodded. "So am I."

"It's nice to have someone to talk to and come home to."

"You're right." Haruka looked down at the soft hand in hers. "You're so small
and fragile and yet you're stronger than I am. I admire that about you and I've
come to rely on it."

"You're stronger than you think." Michiru tried to reassure her.

She shook her head. "No, I would have given up long ago if it weren't for you."
She sighed heavily and looked into Michiru's face, she looked concerned. "Being
with you has made this whole nightmare bearable." The blonde put her hand gently
on Michiru's face. "I want to stay with you after this is all over, after we
finish our mission." She moved closer to the girl, she wanted desperately to
kiss her. "Michiru, I lo..."

Someone pounded on the apartment door, screaming followed. "KENSHIN! I KNOW
YOU'RE IN THERE!!!"

"What?" Haruka stood up; the mood had definitely been broken.

"Kenshin! You open this door now!" The pounding continued.

"You better answer it." Michiru said.

Haruka opened the door, outside stood a rather meaty woman.
"Can I help..."

"Where is he?" The woman pushed Haruka aside and strode into the apartment. Her
face turned red when she saw Michiru. "So, you must be his whore!"

Michiru was dumbfounded. "I beg your pardon!"

Haruka grabbed their uninvited guest by the arm. "You can't speak to her that
way!" The woman scowled at Haruka and landed one good punch right in the
senshi's mouth.

"Haruka!" Michiru cried as the blonde hit the wall with a thud.

"Where is Kenshin?" The woman demanded again.

Michiru was busy helping Haruka up. "How dare you barge into our home and..."

The woman cut Michiru off. "Don't you play dumb with me! I want to know where
Kenshin is NOW!"

Haruka shook her head to clear it, she certainly hadn't seen that coming. "THERE
IS NO KENSHIN HERE!" She shouted back, blood was running down her chin. It
wouldn't be long before her bottom lip started to swell. "NOW GET OUT!"
The woman ignored her and ran down the hall to search the bedrooms.

"I don't believe this!" Michiru was completely outraged.

Haruka chased after her. "Hey, you come back here! I want you out of our..." She
got another fist in the stomach, this was getting to be a real nuisance.

"You stop that!" Michiru grabbed the woman from behind.

The woman latched on to Michiru's arm and slammed her against the wall, she slid
down to the floor. That wasn't enough for the intruder; she grabbed Michiru by
the neck and started to strangle her. "You miserable little wench, I'll teach
you to steal MY husband!" She was completely out of control.

Michiru was trying to claw her hands from her neck when Haruka pulled the woman
from behind. "Let go of her!" She tried squeezing the woman's wrists to force
her to let go.

That's when the police showed up.
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Apparently one of the neighbors had heard the commotion and called the
authorities. Now the three women sat in the local Police station as they
answered questions for the Detective.

"Let me see if I have this right." The older man said as he read back the
information Haruka had given him. "You two claim that you don't know this woman
and that she forced her way into your home."

"That's right." Haruka answered.

"And she inflicted those injuries on the two of you?"

"Correct." Haruka dabbed her bleeding lip with a tissue, Michiru's neck had
black and blue marks on it.

The Detective turned his attention to the still angry woman. "Would you like to
tell me why you did this to this nice couple?"

The woman glared at Michiru and her face started to twitch.
"That...creature...has been sleeping with my husband!"

"Uh huh." The Detective took some more notes. "So, this young man is your
husband?" He pointed to Haruka.

"No, he's not my Kenshin. I don't know who he is."

"But you do know the young lady?"

She sniffed. "No, I've never seen her before."

"But you know that she's been with your husband?" The Detective droned on.

"Yes."

"How do you know?" He asked the irate wife.

"I found her address in his pants pocket when I was doing the laundry."
She pulled out a slip of paper and handed it to the Detective. "You see, this is
their building and apartment number."

The Detective read the paper and addressed Michiru. "Are you...Anika?"

"No, my name is Kaioh Michiru."

The Detective handed the police report to the woman. "That's the name she gave
us."

She tossed the paper back at the Detective. "Then she's a lying whore!"

"Now wait just a minute.." Haruka started, she was silenced by a gesture from
the Detective.

"We've contacted the owner of their building. The woman whose name is on this
piece of paper moved out of the apartment three months ago."

"What?" The woman was on her feet. "Then you tell me where she's living now!"

"Sit down or I'll have you placed in a holding cell."

"You will give me her address...NOW!" The crazed woman grabbed the Detective's
coffee mug from his desk and threw it at him narrowly missing his head.

"Here now!" The Detective had to duck to miss the pencil sharpener that
followed. An officer came up behind the woman and tried to subdue her, she
turned quickly and kneed him in the groin. Haruka pulled Michiru to a safe
corner.

"She's insane!" Haruka remarked. "She's worse than some of the demons we've
fought." A chair flew past the pair as they watched the woman go berserk.

"She certainly is strong." Michiru remarked.

Now the outraged wife had an officer by the arm and was spinning him in a
circle.

"I can't believe this." Haruka said.

Michiru nodded. "She is incredible isn't she? You know they'll lock her up and
throw away the key."

"No, I don't mean her." The blonde said. "I had the perfect evening planned..."
An officer slammed into the wall next to them and dropped to the floor.
"I wanted this night to be special..." She continued.

A huge cry went up as more officers joined in the battle against one very
hostile woman. She ran into a far corner then charged the Policemen like a
raging bull. The Detective managed to get a hold on her until she bit his arm.
He howled in pain and screamed for backup.

Haruka pressed on over the noise. "I've been trying to tell you that I love
you."

"What?" Michiru asked puzzled. "I can't hear you!"

Four burly officers finally got the woman to the ground and the screaming
stopped.

"I said 'I love you'!" Haruka shouted, all eyes turned towards the senshi.
Haruka blushed at all the unwanted attention.

Michiru looked up at her with wide eyes. "You love me?"

"Yes." Her partner was just staring at her, why didn't she do something?
Michiru slid her arms around Haruka's neck and kissed her.
"Ow!" Her lip started to bleed again.

"I'm sorry!" Michiru dabbed at her wound with the already bloodied tissue.

Haruka held Michiru's hands. "I'm the one that's sorry, I wanted this to be a
night you'd never forget."

Four policemen dragged the now docile woman to the nearest holding cell.

"Trust me darling..." Michiru said sweetly to Haruka. "this is one night I'll
always remember!"
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