Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ The Tangled Webs We Weave ❯ Rocky Relationships ( Chapter 1 )

The Tangled Webs We Weave

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Summary: All is fair in love and war…but add lust and sex into the mixture and things can get ugly. Falling in and out of love, sleeping around with `friends' and betrayal abounds in this tangled tale of love between a group of women who are searching for fulfillment in their lives. Main pairing: Setsuna-Michiru-Hotaru threesome with a few other pairings and more-than-cameo appearances by Minako, Rei, Ami, Makoto, Haruka and others.

Warning: Some OOC, depiction of lesbian sex, underage sex, language, possible angst. More warnings later.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon!




Chapter One:
Rocky Relationships

Closing her eyes didn't help. Thinking on other things was no good either, for whatever she thought someway, somehow Michiru found herself thinking about her. What made matters worse…it wasn't her girlfriend and lover who occupied her waking thoughts and now fantasies.

Even now, floating silently and serenely on her back in the pool, her eyes looking through the crystalline skylight about Michiru couldn't shake off these thoughts. If she were to close her deep cerulean eyes as of right that moment the mistress of the sea could all but picture two slender tanned hands smoothly easing over her body as effortlessly as the water caressed her, touching and stroking the delicate dips and curves in her body that only Haruka had the privilege of knowing by heart.

But…as hard as Michiru tried to deny it…it wasn't the blond's touch who excited her, who would cause her heart to quicken, or the space between her legs to dampen in heated anticipation. Instead it now became a simple glance from those deep crimson eyes, a simple careless brush of hands in an effort to reach for the salt at the dinner table, or even a simple banter-like exchange of words, that would haunt Michiru's dreams.

And she knew that if Hakrua was honest with her then maybe they would both agree that she too thought of someone else, wanted someone else, because it was becoming increasingly obvious to both of them that each lusted after someone else.

But instead of breaking it off cleanly and neatly leaving Michiru to pursue her latest obsession they still slept in the same bed, still clasped hands and kissed, and occasionally made love. The sex was good Michiru had to admit…but now it just felt hollow as if all love and affection was directed not to the body either above or beneath their own but rather to another who is either miles away…or in Michiru's case, just a few doors away from her own bedroom.

A small sigh escaped the young woman as she turned in the water, diving under. With a powerful kick of her legs Michiru propelled herself forward and deeper down into the pool. Her shoulder length hair fluttered in damp ripples around her face until she finally broke the surface, splashing water droplets onto the pristine white title. Pulling back locks of her hair Michiru was surprised to find that she had company, and even more astonished seeing who exactly it was.

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Nervously Hotaru shifted her gaze to the ground, shuffling her feet slightly. She had been waiting to `corner' Michiru-san and have a private talk with her about…well `things'; but every time she plucked up the courage to ask Michiru was either busy with something…or Hotaru would lose her nerve at the last minute.

Worrying her bottom lip with her teeth the painfully shy yet bright girl wondered just how to approach such a delicate subject. Sure, it should be the easiest thing in the world to ask Michiru's advice, the blue-haired woman was always kind and helpful…the question in itself however was rather complicated.

What with Chibi-Usa spending more time in the past Hotaru was starting to wonder why she could feel herself blushing in the pinkette's presence, or looking over at the other girl, wondering just how those lips coated in cherry flavored lip gloss would taste. And why she would look around at boys their own age…and not feel the same blush or the same curiosity.

Of course she did toy with the idea that she might prefer the `fairer' sex; but Hotaru had to be sure…and who better to ask…than Michiru-san?

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Meanwhile Setsuna carefully lowered the phone back into it's cradle, lowering her head with a slight sigh before getting up out of her chair to leave the desk and her `office' behind.

The person on the phone was a sobbing Usagi; apparently Mamoru had dumped her the night before. For a couple that was `destined' to be Setsuna often found herself playing peacemaker frequently, which consisted of reminding Mamoru about said destiny and also bringing to question the fate of Chibi-Usa if the couple were to remain separated.

It was complicated, thankless, and exhausting…especially since Setsuna was sorely tempted to throw her hands in the air and condemn `fate', condemn her `responsibilities'. She wanted…more than this. She was timeless just like her `element', but that didn't mean she wasn't `human', that she didn't want…what she couldn't have.

So away she went to `talk' to Mamoru, praying that she wouldn't give into temptation as a result of their last brief chat together.

 

Notes: I know that it is painfully short, no dialogue what so ever, but please be pacient with me because this fist chapter is being used to set up the background for the story so just bare with me until the next chapter kay? And yes this will be another slow-paced yuri love story, only with a twist since this fic will cover the various love lives of the sailor senshi as well being focused on Setsuna-Michiru-Hotaru poly love.