Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ True Love ❯ Chapter 15

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

By: apl85

True Love

Chapter 15

“I came all this way and you're not going to your prom.” Michiru turned around quickly, her eyes widen and her heart felt like it would leap out of her chest at any moment. “Ha…” she couldn't find her voice. The silhouette smiled at her, “Hello to you too.” Michiru couldn't move her legs; she stood there like a statue. Michiru couldn't believe her eyes, the one person she wanted to see most was standing right in front of her.

“Haruka…” she could feel tears forming in her eyes. The blonde in front of her moved closer to her, “Michiru.” She still didn't move, “Is this…” the blonde stood at arms reach.

“This is real…I'm actually standing in your living room,” the blonde slowly brought her hand up and touched her cheek. Michiru closed her eyes at the familiar touch, “Michi.”

Michiru couldn't take it anymore, without warning she embraced the blonde and rested her head against her chest. Haruka smiled down at her friend and wrapped her arms around her back and rested her head on top of Michiru's.

“I hate to interrupt but…” Yori stood off to the side, “If you don't hurry you're going to be late for your prom.”

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Michiru stood in the middle of her room; she wore the beautiful dress her mother had bought for her, the dress fit perfectly to her body. Her hair was pulled up into a pony tail and each strand of hair was twirled around and pinned to her head. “You look beautiful dear,” Yori stood at the door. “Thanks,” she smiled at her and turned to the mirror just to double check that everything was in its right place. “Is Haruka ready yet?” Yori came into the room and stood behind her daughter, “she was ready twenty minutes ago.”

The two women made there way to the stairs, “You wait here while I go down and get my camera,” her mother went down the stairs leaving Michiru at the top.

Michiru looked down at her dress; she ran her hand over her dress trying to get the wrinkles out that weren't really there. She rested her hand on her stomach, she may have looked cool and collective but inside her stomach was doing flip flops.

“Come on down sweetheart,” her mother shouted from the bottom of the stairs. Michiru took a deep breath and slowly made her way down the stairs. As soon as Haruka came into view she couldn't take her eyes off of her. Haruka wore a black suit and pant, her dress shirt was white and her tie was white also.

“You…” Haruka couldn't find her words at the sight before her, Michiru smiled at her as she came toward her. She looked into the blonde's teal eyes; she had wanted to see them for such a long time. “You look beautiful Michi,” once Haruka met those blue eyes of her friend she couldn't help but get goose bumps all over her body. “Thanks…you look very beautiful yourself.”

“Do you mind if I take a picture of you two?” Yori stood there with her camera in hand. Michiru nodded her head then linked her arm around Haruka's. “Smile,” Yori held the camera up and snapped the picture. “You guys have fun tonight,” Kei stood beside his wife with a happy grin on his face. “We will dad,” Michiru came over to him and kissed him on the cheek. “Shall we go now,” Haruka stood by the door and was about to open it.

The two of them made there way to Michiru's car, Haruka opened the passengers door for her then shut it after Michiru got in. Haruka got in the car behind the wheel and started the car, “Do you remember how to get there?” Michiru smiled at her blonde friend. “I think I do,” Haruka put the car in drive and drove off towards Michiru's school.

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Haruka found a parking spot on the road and parked the car; the sound of music blew in the wind. Michiru looked to Haruka; she still couldn't believe that she was with her at this very moment. “Are you ready to go in?” Haruka could feel Michiru's eyes on her, she smiled at the familiar sensation she got when she did that. “Yes,” Michiru opened the passenger's door and got out while Haruka did the same. “It's been awhile since I've been here,” Haruka came around to where Michiru was, “I wonder if anyone will recognize me.” The two of them made there way to the gymnasium, Michiru intertwined there hands as they walked up the three steps that lead them to the entrance of the gym. Michiru was nervous; everyone would be looking at her and her date. “Michi?” Haruka held her hand that shook slightly, “Are you alright?”

Michiru stopped on the top of the stairs and faced her friend, “I'm…” she looked down to there hands, “I'm nervous.” Haruka smiled at her beautiful friend, she still was shy in some ways. The blonde placed her two fingers on her chin and made her look up at her, “You don't have to be nervous…everyone knows you,” Haruka ran her hand over her cheek, “I'm the one that should be nervous.” Michiru closed her eyes as Haruka touched her cheek; she waited so long to feel that hand on her face. “Well I guess it's time for me to meet all your friends?” Haruka winked at her once she reopened her eyes. The two of them made there way to the entrance of the gym which was open and walked in.

Just as Michiru predicted everyone looked at them as they entered, it was like you had something on your face and everyone was pointing at it and laughing. As the two of them made there way into the gymnasium almost everyone was whispering about them.

“Who is that guy with Michiru?” A bunch of guys stood off to the side and watched the two of them make there way over to one of the tables. “Who does he think he is…she was supposed to come with me!” One of the guys was fuming.

Haruka and Michiru sat at one of the empty tables in the corner of the gym, “Everyone is staring at us,” she looked around at all the boys and girls, Haruka couldn't believe this. Michiru kept her head down so she didn't have to look at all the boys that were staring at her.

“Michiru…is that you?” Michiru eyes widen at the familiar voice, she looked up and into blue eyes of her friend. “Ami?” the blue haired genius smiled at her friend. “I thought you weren't coming?” Ami looked to her friend then over to the blonde sitting beside her, for some reason the blonde beside her looked familiar to her.

Haruka looked to the girl who was talking to Michiru, `Ami?' She remembered a very shy girl who was actually very friendly and kind. Haruka smiled at the smaller girl, “Hello Ami.”

Ami looked at the blonde very hard like she was thinking of where she saw this person before, “Ha…Haruka?” The blonde smiled at the girl who was a good friend of hers, “That's my name,” Haruka stood up and came over to the shorter girl. Ami looked up at the blonde; “You've gotten taller,” Ami couldn't believe her eyes. Haruka Tenoh stood in front of her, the same Haruka that felt three years ago. “Just a few inches,” without warning Ami hugged her friend she missed a lot even though she never told anyone.

“So who is escorting such a beautiful lady to her prom?” Haruka looked at Ami, she wore a beautiful gown. It was a shade lighter than her hair with spaghetti straps and at the front it was bunched up slightly with a clasp in the middle. Ami blushed at the comment and looked down at her hands, “Someone very nice,” she mumbled.

On the other side of the gym stood a person who was watching the three people across the floor. They watched as there prom date hugged the blonde guy. The person didn't recognize the blonde guy that Michiru was with; they heard other students talking about the blonde guy that came with Michiru. They made there way over to there date, “Here's your drink Ami.” The blue haired woman looked into there eyes and smiled, “Thank you Makoto.” The brunette looked to the blonde that stood beside Michiru then back to Ami. Ami could tell Makoto was confused by her blonde friend, “Makoto I'd like you to meet my good friend Haruka Tenoh.” Makoto bowed slightly to Ami's friend, “Nice to meet you Haruka.” The blonde smiled at the brunette, “Like wise.”

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Michiru and Ami sat alone at the table while Haruka and Makoto went to get drinks for the four of them. “Ami…” Michiru looked at the blue and white table cloth, “I…” Ami noticed Michiru was stumbling in her words which didn't happen to often. “How did you get Makoto to come with you?” Michiru quickly changed her sentence; she wanted to tell her friend about her and Haruka but couldn't find the right words. Ami noticed this but didn't say anything about it, “Actually she came to my house and asked me if I wanted to go with her a couple of hours before prom.” Ami still couldn't believe that Makoto had asked her; there was something about the brunette that Ami liked, something that nobody else had.

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Haruka and Makoto stood at the wet bar, “Can I get a diet Pepsi and a bottle of water,” Makoto ordered her and Ami's drinks. The guy behind the counter gave her her drinks, “Thanks.” Makoto stood off to the side so Haruka could order her drinks.

“So how long have you known Michiru?” Makoto and Haruka slowly made there way back to the table. “Since grade seven…I transferred to her glass and we became friends.”

“Oh,” Makoto didn't know Michiru as well as Ami did but she did notice the lonely look in her eyes when she walked around the halls at school. “You must be very good friends,” Haruka looked to the brunette and nodded her head. Makoto remembered the look in her friends eyes when she stepped into the gymnasium with the tall blonde on her arm, she looked so happy, she almost looked like she was glowing. The two of them finally made there way over to the two girls, Makoto handed Ami the water bottle and sat down beside her. Haruka handed Michiru one of the two bottles of water she had got, “I hope you don't mind water?” Michiru took the bottle in her hands and opened it, “That's fine.” Haruka sat down beside her and draped her arm on the back of the chair.

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The night went on as the four girls talked about everything and nothing. Occasionally a few students would come over to Michiru and ask her who the handsome blonde she was with and Michiru was more than happy to tell them. This was indeed one of the best nights she has had in a long time; about three years to be exact.

“Do you guys want to dance?” Makoto looked to the three at the table; a very good song began to play from the speakers, one with beat. Haruka and Michiru glanced at each other and smiled, “Sure.” They stood from there chairs, “Come on Ami…let's dance the night away.” Haruka offered Ami her hand which she took without hesitation. They made there way to the dance floor where almost everybody was, Haruka danced beside Michiru and Ami and Makoto danced beside each other. The music blared from the speakers without stop the rest of the night, everyone around them bounced with the awesome beats that the DJ produced from his sound system.

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Haruka sat at the table with Makoto while Ami and Michiru went to use the bathroom, the blonde rested her elbows on the table and her head on her hand. “You look tired,” Makoto noticed the blonde hadn't said anything in awhile. “Yeah I am…I didn't get much sleep on the plane,” she only had gotten four hours of sleep in the past twenty four hours; Haruka stifled a yawn with her hand.

“Why don't you tell Michiru that you're tired…I'm sure she'll understand.”

“No…I'll be alright.”

“What aren't you going to tell me?” Michiru and Ami just returned from the bathroom and over heard the two. “Nothing,” Haruka removed her elbow from the table.

“Haruka is tired,” the brunette smiled knowing well enough that the blonde didn't want Michiru to know. “Really?” now that the brunette motioned it she did look tired, “We can go if you want too,” the blonde shook her head no. Michiru looked to the clock on the wall of the gymnasium wall, “there's only an hour or so left anyways.”

“Come on,” she took hold of the blonde's hand and pulled so she'd stand up; Haruka gave in and stood.

“I guess we'll see you at school,” Ami stood beside Makoto who still sat. Michiru nodded her head and started to pull the blonde through the crowd of people and making it out side a sort time later.

The sky cleared of its clouds and the moon shined brightly illuminating everything it touched, the stars sparkled making it a beautiful night. Two figures slowly walked side by side on the sidewalk toward a parked car, “It turned out to be a nice night,” the taller of the two looked up to the sky; earlier in the day it rained and looked miserable out. “Yeah,” the shorter figure look up at the sky also, “Haruka…”

“Hmm…” the taller figure looked to her friend.

“Thanks,” Michiru looked to the ground, “for coming back…for going to prom with me.”

The blonde smiled at her and put her arm on her shoulder as they continued to walk, “you don't have to thank me Michi…”

“Yeah but…” she felt the need to thank her; after all she traveled such a long ways just to see her. “No buts about it,” Haruka silenced her by just looking at her.

They finally arrived at the car, “Do you want me to drive since you're tired,” the blonde's eyes looked half closed. “Sure,” Haruka couldn't be more then happy to let Michiru drive. Michiru pushed the button on her remote for the car and unlocked the doors and they both got in. “Let's go home,” Michiru looked to the blonde who looked like she was almost asleep.

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The front door of the Kaioh's house opened and in stepped Michiru and Haruka, the house was very quiet and there was a light on in the living room. “My parents must be asleep,” Michiru whispered as she undid her one shoe. Haruka shoes were off already, “I'm going to get my suitcase” she had left it in the living room earlier. She quietly made her way into the living room but stopped in the door frame, on the couch slept Michiru's mother Yori, a smile came to her face, `She waited up for Michiru.' The tomboy turned around and went back into the hallway and headed for Michiru who was still taking off her shoes.

“Are you having difficulties with your shoe?” Michiru couldn't kneel with her dress so it made it more of a challenged to get the straps undone. “No…I'll get it eventually,” before she could say anything more Haruka knelt down beside her, “Give me your foot please.”

“I thought you where getting your suitcase…” Haruka's hand touched her shin and slowly slid down to her sandal, Michiru's breathe caught in her throat and she held it

“I was but someone is sleeping on the couch and I didn't want to disturb them,” Haruka gently undid the strap to her sandal and removed it placing it on the ground next to her other one.

The tomboy rose from her kneeling position; intense blue eyes stared at her, “Michiru?” she looked into her eyes, her beautiful blue eyes that shinned brightly, “Michi?”

She blinked her eyes as she realized that the blonde had removed her shoe and now looked at her strangely, “hmm…”

“You mom is sleeping on the couch,” Haruka looked toward the living room, “she must've stayed up for you.”

“Yeah…she does that sometimes,” Michiru turned and walked toward the living room, “I'll tell her we are home now.” She quietly tip toed into the living room, her mother looked very uncomfortable laying there with a blanket draped over her legs. She bent over slightly and shook Yori's shoulder, “Mom…”

Yori slowly opened her tired eyes and looked to her daughter, “What time is it?” she stretched her bent legs.

“Almost 12:30,” she stood up straight. Yori slowly sat up then stood from the couch, “Where's Haruka?”

“She's over there in the hall way,” Michiru pointed over by the door way. “Well…I'm going to bed,” she yawned and made her way over to the door way, “Good night you two,” Yori smiled at the blonde who stood in the hallway.

“Good night,” Haruka watched her walk up the stairs before she went into the living room to retrieve her suitcase. She looked every where, `Where did it go?' she had left it by the couch when she arrived. “Michiru have you seen my suitcase?” the blonde scratched her chin as she continued to look. Michiru watched the blonde in amusement as she searched for her belongings, “Dad probably put it in the spare bedroom.”

“You could have told me that earlier instead of letting me look for it,” she looked to her friend who was smiling at her.

“That wouldn't have been as amusing though,” her smile grew as she turned around to leave the room. Haruka couldn't help but smile at her retreating form, `same old Michiru.'

Haruka followed Michiru up the stairs and down the hall; Michiru stopped at one of the rooms and opened the door then waited for the blonde, “Look what's in front of the bed,” sitting on the floor was a large black suit case.

“I'm going to my room now and if you need anything don't hesitate to knock on my door,” she left the blonde standing there and made her way to her room which wasn't to far from the blonde's. She quietly shut her door then turned on her light, she leaned against the door and closed her eyes; she could feel her heart beating fast in her ears ever since Haruka touched her leg. Michiru took a deep breath and opened her eyes and made her way to her closet, she carefully unzipped her dress and slowly took it off not wanting to rip or wrinkle it and hanged it on the hanger. She made her way to her make up table and sat down, she slowly undid her hair and brushed out the curls that her hair style caused.

Haruka entered the guest room and closed the door then turned on the light, the room was decorated very simply, nothing special about it. The walls were a light blue with white trim around the top; in the middle was a queen size bed with very comfortable looking blankets. She sat her suit case on the bed and opened it revealing its contents, all she needed for her week long stay at the Kaioh's.

She got changed into her pajamas which consist of a navy blue tank top and black shorts; she couldn't stop yawning. She removed her suitcase from the bed and put it by the dresser then turned off the lights and climbed under the blankets. Not before long the blonde was off in dreamland unlike a certain aqua haired woman in the room just down the hall from her.

Michiru laid in her bed wide awake, she stared at her ceiling like she did so many times before when sleep didn't come to her. She was to excited to sleep, just knowing that Haruka was in the same house as her made her happy.

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The sun shined brightly, not a single cloud could be since for miles. It was a beautiful Sunday morning; the temperature was already hot even though it was only ten o'clock in the morning.

Michiru sat in the kitchen at the table with a half cup of tea slowly cooling off; she looked out the window at the neighbour's tree that swayed slightly with the warm breeze. Today was going to be a beautiful day, a day she wanted to spend outside with a certain blonde who still slept.

“Morning sweetheart,” Yori walked into the kitchen with an empty coffee mug.

“Morning,” Michiru took a drink of her warm tea. “How come you're up already…I though you'd sleep in at least till eleven or so?” Yori sat her cup in the sink and put some water into it.

“I couldn't sleep anymore,” Michiru stood and placed her cup beside her mother's, she didn't want anymore of it now that it was almost cold. Yori nodded her head in understanding and smiled knowing well enough that her not being able to sleep had something to do with there guest, “Haruka is still sleeping?”

“Yeah…she didn't get much sleep the last few days,” she leaned against the counter.

“I suppose you and Haruka don't want to come with your dad and me…we're going to go visit your grandparents.”

Michiru looked to her mother then looked to the ground, “Not really…I just want to spend some time with her…just me and her.” She wanted to spend every waking minute with the blonde, she knew the time the blonde has here will go by really fast, to fast for her likings.

“That's fine Michiru…I'll tell grandma you had company,” Yori left the kitchen in search of Kei.

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In the guest bedroom on the bed laid Haruka who was only covered with a sheet, she had her arm resting over her forehead and two teal eyes looked to the ceiling. A yawn escaped her lips, she still felt tired but she should get up and not waste the bed in bed. She removed the sheet and sat up with her legs hanged over the edge, she waited a moment before she stood and made her way to her suit case in search of a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.

After getting changed she made her way downstairs where she hope Michiru would be, the house was quiet, no sounds of voices or even the television. Haruka made her way to the living room, sitting on the couch was Michiru who was reading a book. “Morning Michiru,” two surprised blue eyes looked up to her and a beautiful smile formed on there lips.

“It's more like good afternoon,” Haruka's eyes widen in surprise, “What time is it?” she quickly looked to the clock on the wall, 12:24. “Oh…” she scratched her head, “I guess I over slept.”

“I wouldn't worry about it…you need to sleep,” Michiru stood and came over to the blonde, “You want some lunch?”

“Sure.”

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