"She's dead," Michiru reported.
Malus smiled and beckoned her to where he sat on a finely carved chair.
Nothing less from my queen", he suggested, reaching up to stroke her
cheek.
Michiru smiled lightly as she was complimented. "Anything for you, my love."
Michiru bowed before Malus, pecked him on the mouth, and excused herself from the room.
Something had come over Michiru shortly after leaving Haruka's
presence. Her eyes had been so sincere. Even though Michiru clearly
remembered her face as that of an enemy, there was something different
in her eyes that was not just kind, but warm and loving. She was after
all only a reincarnation. Perhaps it was one of her people's strange
customs, but the ring that she had been given was absolutely beautiful.
How had she known about her fondness of aquamarine?
Haruka had acted
like she had known her, come to think of it. Maybe there was more to her
than she thought, and that was worth inspecting.
Michiru turned to the attendant waiting outside of the door.
"Bring food and drink to the ruby chamber. A good meal," she ordered.
"Yes Your Eminence," he replied.
Michiru continued to the room where Haruka was held. She opened the
door, this time, making sure to breathe through her mouth. She was
sitting against the wall this time. Haruka greeted her with a rather
tired smile. Michiru was surprised that she could still do such a thing
after what she had done to her. She was either some sort of masochist or
she was more forgiving than anybody had the right to be.
"You can leave now, but I have some questions that I need to ask you."
Michiru offered her hand to Haruka. "I hope you are not badly hurt,"
Michiru apologized, pulling Haruka up when she took her hand.
Michiru was going to begin her interrogations when she noticed the pool
of blood on the floor where Haruka had been sitting. The back of her
pants were also stained a deep crimson. Haruka's face turned noticeably
red.
"I guess I started early," she said.
"This," Michiru said shakily, pointing her finger to the floor from where she had backed away. "This is normal?"
Haruka gave her an odd look.
Michiru sucked in a deep breath and inched back to Haruka and took her by the hand.
"Perhaps it would be better to bathe first," Michiru decided, pulling her outside of the room toward the baths.
"Clean that up," Michiru ordered another attendant, indicating both of
Haruka's messes. "If you say anything about this, I will personally take
the liberty of killing you."
The man nodded. Michiru gave the rest of the men such looks that they said nearly the same thing.
The
bathing room was the most splendid by far. The floor was of a clear
blue marble, which was refreshing after all of the white. It consisted
of at least twenty pools of water, each sprinkled with pink and red rose
petals, as was the floor.
On one side of the room (it could barely even
be called one) was a large waterfall which led into one of the larger
pools of water. As Haruka looked up in awe, she noticed that the water
seemed to be falling from thin air. Even better than the splendor was
the group of four women.
"Your Eminence, will you be requiring a bath now?" the first asked, bowing before Michiru, as did the other three.
"No, you are to attend her,"" Michiru answered, pushing the shocked Haruka gently toward the four.
"Yes, Your Eminence," a second replied,
The third removed her clothing, finding a bit of difficulty with the
unusual clothing. The fourth took Haruka's soiled clothing to be washed
as the other three led her toward the waterfall without questioning
Michiru.
The water was surprisingly warm and the water fell upon
her body no harder than a shower. In fact, it felt just like a shower,
except there were three women giving her a rubdown instead of just one.
Haruka would have taken more pleasure in it as the women lathered her
with soap if Michiru hadn't been watching.
After they had thoroughly
cleansed her body, Haruka was led to one of the pools. The fourth woman
who had left with the clothing returned to Michiru's side.
"Your Eminence, what are you wishes regarding this," she asked, referring to the clothes that she was holding.
"Leave them in the ruby room."
Michiru continued to watch Haruka
after the woman left. The women had finished rubbing her with scented
oil and wrapped her in a white robe. They took her back to Michiru,
bowed, and stepped aside. Michiru smiled; Haruka looked and smelled
rather pleasant now.
"You must be hungry," she suggested, breaking the awkward silence.
Haruka nodded and followed Michiru down a different hall and into a red room.
A
table piled with every food imaginable covered a fine dining table that
ran down the length of the room. Michiru pulled a ruby-encrusted chair
from the end of the table and pushed Haruka down in it. Michiru seated
herself on a chair two seats down. Haruka simply gaped in awe at the
stack of jelly buns in front of her.
"Can I eat this?"
Michiru nodded. "They did make this for you." Michiru nudged a platter
of a mysterious meat dish toward Haruka. "Try this one," she suggested.
Haruka
helped herself to several of the dishes as Michiru carefully inspected
her. Michiru sighed and rested her brow upon her palm.
"Haruka, why are you here? What business do you have with Malus and I?"
Haruka set her fork back on her plate. "I came here to take you back home."
"Home?" Michiru asked, disbelieving and raising an eyebrow.
Haruka got up and walked over to Michiru's seat. She draped her arms
over the velvet back of the chair and around Michiru's neck and
shoulders.
"You really don't remember, do you?"
Michiru didn't protest as Haruka leaned down and kissed her on the cheek.
"I love you Michiru. We've been together so long and I know we'll figure this out."
Michiru chuckled lightly and gently swept Haruka's arms from around her.
"Malus has always been my mate. And you're a woman, Haruka. Have you
forgotten?"
"You never let that get in the way, Michiru. Let me help you remember."
Haruka pulled Michiru up from her seat and pressed her against the wall so that she could look her in the eye.
"You were Sailor Neptune. We protected the White Moon Kingdom."
Michiru shook her head and tried to free herself from Haruka's grasp, but she was held with a rather firm grip.
"We went to high school together. We live together and if I have any say in it, we're going to stay that way."
"You're crazy!" Michiru insisted, struggling harder.
Haruka continued to hold her, but as Michiru tried to push her away, she took her hand and held it in front of her.
"Your favorite stone is aquamarine. You're going to become a famous
violinist and painter one day. You favorite place is the aquarium, and
you hate kikurage."
Haruka released Michiru and stood back, waiting for her memories to flow back.
Michiru turned around slowly with a sad, confused look on her face.
"I don't know who you are, or where you came from, but if Malus finds
you, he will kill you. He wants you dead, Haruka. I don't know why, but I
see no reason for you to be here any longer. Good-bye."
Haruka
awoke in her bed. Michiru was still sleeping beside her. Haruka was
about to touch her to see if she was even real when a little girl
cheerfully skipped into the bedroom. The pale girl with wavy red hair
clutched a teddy bear to her heart with one hand, and a small, worn-out
blanket in the other. She was wearing a small white dress over a blue
collared blouse.
"Mama, I'm hungry," she wined, poking her secondary mother until she got out of bed.
Haruka was speechless, but took the little girl in her arms after she stole one more glance at Michiru.
"Mama, I'm not a baby anymore. I can walk on my own." The little girl
pouted and tugged on her short blond hair to signal her release.
"I want
pancakes. With strawberries and lots of syrup."
Haruka put the child down only to envelope her in a hug.
"What's your name sweetie," she asked in a soft tone.
"You know my name, Mama," she giggled, "Now let me go."
The girl wriggled out of Haruka's arms when she didn't let her go.
"I want pancakes!"
Haruka was still gaping in awe at the child when she began to cry. Haruka panicked. This was supposed to be Michiru's
department. She had no idea of what to do. Michiru began to stir as the
girl's wailing grew louder. Haruka scooped her up in one arm, ran down
the stairs and into the kitchen.
Haruka put the girl down in the toddler's seat that she assumed to be the child's.
"I'll make you pancakes, okay? Just quite down or you'll wake your-your mother."
The girl continued to cry until Haruka dumped a sloppily made pancake
onto her plate. Haruka made two more and gave the girl a cup of milk.
"I'm going to be late," the girl said as she finished the last pancake.
"Late for what?"
Haruka finished scrubbing the pan clean and tiredly turned back toward the table.
"School. Duh, Mama."
If it wasn't for the uniform she was wearing,
Haruka would not have known where her "daughter" went to school. It was
apparently the same school that Makoto's kids went to.
"Just wait here, I need to get dressed."
Haruka ran up the stairs,
pulled off her pajamas and threw on a clean shirt and a pair of blue
jeans. The girl was waiting impatiently by the door. Haruka opened the
door and started for the car, but was tugged back by her shirt.
"My lunch, Mama."
Haruka stepped back inside and opened the refrigerator door. She pulled
out a brown bag and peeked inside. There was a carton of juice and some
sort of sandwich. Haruka gave it to the girl.
"Are we ready?"
"Mama, is there something wrong. You're acting weirder than usual."
"No, sweetie, let's go."
The girl ran to the car and pulled on the door's handle until Haruka unlocked it.
The school was only ten minutes away, and Haruka was more than grateful to drop the girl off.
"Here," Haruka said, handing the girl the bag, "Don't forget your lunch."
The girl snorted and grabbed the bag from her mother.
"So I'll pick you up when?"
"Twelve!"
"Oh, okay. I'll- I'll see you later hun."
As the girl slammed the car door shut and stomped away toward the building, Haruka noticed the name on the brown bag.
Michiru must have been the one who decided to call her Beryl. The name
seemed strangely familiar, but that was certainly not something she
would name her child. Haruka waved good-bye as the girl walked up to the
door. She turned around and waved, and then disappeared into the
school. For a moment, her eyes seemed to glow red in the sunlight.
"Michiru, I'm back," Haruka called.
Haruka assumed that her lover was still sleeping, but then she heard the
alarm clock sounding. Haruka shuffled up the stairs and peeked into the
bedroom. Michiru was sleeping soundly. She was a hard sleeper, but not
that hard of a sleeper. Haruka hit the snooze button on the alarm clock.
"Michiru?"
Haruka swept Michiru's hair from her face and bent down over her.
"Michiru, it's pretty late. Maybe you…Michiru? Michiru!"
Haruka tossed back the bed covers and grabbed Michiru's wrist and felt
for a pulse. None came. Haruka took Michiru in her arms and shook her
frantically.
"Michiru, wake up. Wake up!" she cried desperately.
Her body was
still warm and still rosy. She couldn't be dead. Michiru was healthy,
perfectly healthy. Haruka continued to shake the limp body until she was
certain that Michiru wasn't going to wake up.
Haruka finally picked up
the phone to call the paramedics when a flash of red light filled the
room. The little girl that had called her "Mama" now stood in the corner
of the room. A smile spread across her face. Haruka dropped the phone.
Beryl
approached the bed, placed a hand over Michiru's chest, and drained the
last of the energy from her body. Then she turned toward Haruka.
"You're next."
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Pregnant 10
Michiru set off to Haruka's room after Malus had been properly tended
to. As Malus had said, she was also detecting the aura of the Crystal,
which was yet another reason to kill Uranus. Not only had she assisted
in the isolation and destruction of her kingdom, she had injured her
mate, and had the audacity to touch her as if she were someone familiar.
The Silver Crystal was a formidable weapon, as they had all seen in the past, but now they had something more powerful. Still, it would be better if such a power no longer existed.
Michiru had no idea of how Uranus had gotten hold of the crystal to begin with; she remembered it as something that could only be wielded by a female member of the White Moon family. Michiru ignored it and continued to head toward the room without giving it another thought.
Michiru unlocked the door to the holding cell. Her nose was greeted with a rather pungent odor as she did so. Sailor Uranus had transformed back into her civilian clothing and appeared to be napping at the far end of the room. She had left a rather large pile of vomit right in front of the door, which was where the retched smell was coming from.
Michiru, more than a bit disgusted, walked around the pile. Sailor Uranus didn't stir as she approached. It would have been an easy task to kill her while she slept, but she wanted Uranus to suffer.
Haruka awoke to find Michiru standing over her. She was holding a knife covered in dried blood in her right hand. Michiru's left was clenched in a fist. Her lips spread into a vicious smile.
"Did you sleep well?" Michiru asked quite sarcastically.
Haruka rubbed at her eyes. "Michiru? Michiru! What- why are you-""
"Stop mumbling, you fool," Michiru ordered, digging the toe of her white shoe into Haruka's side. "Get up."
Haruka, wincing, did as she was told. "Michiru," she said slowly, as to prolong her life, "I don't know what's happened to you, but I'm going to get to the bottom of this. You're going to be okay."
Michiru decided to wait a moment before she put the knife in Uranus' heart. She was so desperate about helping her that it was amusing. She was the one who would be needing help. Michiru grinned wider, showing nearly all of her teeth. Haruka place her hand on Michiru's abdomen and no longer doubted that her partner was pregnant.
"Michiru, I know this was an accident, so I am not going to hold this against you. We can keep the baby. You always wanted a family right? I always thought that you'd make a wonderful mother."
During the time she had spent in the room, she had realized that a gentle approach would be best. It wasn't Michiru's fault to begin with, and no mater how angry she might have been, she would never stoop so low as to punish Michiru with violence or neglect.
Haruka knelt before Michiru and brought the aquamarine ring from her pocket. She took Michiru's hand, which was startlingly cool, and slipped the band on her finger. Haruka stood up again and wrapped her arms around Michiru.
"I want you to marry me. I love you so much, Michiru. I always wanted to be with you. That day- what I said on the cruise- you know I didn't mean a word. I'll never look at another woman, I swear. Just please say that you'll ma-"
Michiru brought her knee sharply into Haruka'a stomach and pressed her fingertips into her chest to push her away.
"Didn't I tell you not to touch me?" Michiru asked, glaring at the doubled-over form. The vibes from the Crystal fell to nearly a whisper. Michiru didn't question this reaction. She was beginning to become annoyed, and it was about time to end this nonsense.
Michiru knelt down next to Haruka and placed the blade of the knife against Haruka's throat. She straddled Haruka's thighs with her own to prevent a struggle.
"Mi-chan. It's me. Haruka," she pleaded. "I love you."
Michiru pressed the knife harder, drawing blood, but not cutting anything vital. Michiru dropped the knife and got up. She kicked Haruka in the side with an angry cry and then stormed out of the room. Somehow, she couldn't bring herself to kill Uranus. There was something in her eyes that seemed so familiar. So kind.
Rei could no longer feel the warm light that Usagi had always given off, but she could sense a similar presence that she hadn't felt before. Ami had picked something up from a nearby dimension that could be nothing other than the Sliver Crystal.
Haruka and Michiru's signals were also being picked up from the same area, although Michiru's was somewhat different than usual. Minako and Makoto were deeply devastated, although not so much as Mamoru who was sentenced to remain hospitalized for some time.
The fire had shown Rei something the night after Usagi's death. She had seen Usagi, sitting by the TV, a figure behind her coming toward her and stabbing her in the stomach. The vision had ended before she could see the face of the murderer, but she believed it to be a woman.
Haruka and Michiru always seemed to detect the enemy before them, and if this had something to do with the Dark Moon, they would have been there first. Setsuna was ready to transport the five of them into the dimension.Rei held her hand out, ready to fulfill her duty as the new lead of the inner senshi. Holding down a sobs, the rest of the senshi, pilled their hands on top of hers.
"Let's do this."
Makoto gave Rei a very understanding glance. "Let's."
The Silver Crystal was a formidable weapon, as they had all seen in the past, but now they had something more powerful. Still, it would be better if such a power no longer existed.
Michiru had no idea of how Uranus had gotten hold of the crystal to begin with; she remembered it as something that could only be wielded by a female member of the White Moon family. Michiru ignored it and continued to head toward the room without giving it another thought.
Michiru unlocked the door to the holding cell. Her nose was greeted with a rather pungent odor as she did so. Sailor Uranus had transformed back into her civilian clothing and appeared to be napping at the far end of the room. She had left a rather large pile of vomit right in front of the door, which was where the retched smell was coming from.
Michiru, more than a bit disgusted, walked around the pile. Sailor Uranus didn't stir as she approached. It would have been an easy task to kill her while she slept, but she wanted Uranus to suffer.
Haruka awoke to find Michiru standing over her. She was holding a knife covered in dried blood in her right hand. Michiru's left was clenched in a fist. Her lips spread into a vicious smile.
"Did you sleep well?" Michiru asked quite sarcastically.
Haruka rubbed at her eyes. "Michiru? Michiru! What- why are you-""
"Stop mumbling, you fool," Michiru ordered, digging the toe of her white shoe into Haruka's side. "Get up."
Haruka, wincing, did as she was told. "Michiru," she said slowly, as to prolong her life, "I don't know what's happened to you, but I'm going to get to the bottom of this. You're going to be okay."
Michiru decided to wait a moment before she put the knife in Uranus' heart. She was so desperate about helping her that it was amusing. She was the one who would be needing help. Michiru grinned wider, showing nearly all of her teeth. Haruka place her hand on Michiru's abdomen and no longer doubted that her partner was pregnant.
"Michiru, I know this was an accident, so I am not going to hold this against you. We can keep the baby. You always wanted a family right? I always thought that you'd make a wonderful mother."
During the time she had spent in the room, she had realized that a gentle approach would be best. It wasn't Michiru's fault to begin with, and no mater how angry she might have been, she would never stoop so low as to punish Michiru with violence or neglect.
Haruka knelt before Michiru and brought the aquamarine ring from her pocket. She took Michiru's hand, which was startlingly cool, and slipped the band on her finger. Haruka stood up again and wrapped her arms around Michiru.
"I want you to marry me. I love you so much, Michiru. I always wanted to be with you. That day- what I said on the cruise- you know I didn't mean a word. I'll never look at another woman, I swear. Just please say that you'll ma-"
Michiru brought her knee sharply into Haruka'a stomach and pressed her fingertips into her chest to push her away.
"Didn't I tell you not to touch me?" Michiru asked, glaring at the doubled-over form. The vibes from the Crystal fell to nearly a whisper. Michiru didn't question this reaction. She was beginning to become annoyed, and it was about time to end this nonsense.
Michiru knelt down next to Haruka and placed the blade of the knife against Haruka's throat. She straddled Haruka's thighs with her own to prevent a struggle.
"Mi-chan. It's me. Haruka," she pleaded. "I love you."
Michiru pressed the knife harder, drawing blood, but not cutting anything vital. Michiru dropped the knife and got up. She kicked Haruka in the side with an angry cry and then stormed out of the room. Somehow, she couldn't bring herself to kill Uranus. There was something in her eyes that seemed so familiar. So kind.
Rei could no longer feel the warm light that Usagi had always given off, but she could sense a similar presence that she hadn't felt before. Ami had picked something up from a nearby dimension that could be nothing other than the Sliver Crystal.
Haruka and Michiru's signals were also being picked up from the same area, although Michiru's was somewhat different than usual. Minako and Makoto were deeply devastated, although not so much as Mamoru who was sentenced to remain hospitalized for some time.
The fire had shown Rei something the night after Usagi's death. She had seen Usagi, sitting by the TV, a figure behind her coming toward her and stabbing her in the stomach. The vision had ended before she could see the face of the murderer, but she believed it to be a woman.
Haruka and Michiru always seemed to detect the enemy before them, and if this had something to do with the Dark Moon, they would have been there first. Setsuna was ready to transport the five of them into the dimension.Rei held her hand out, ready to fulfill her duty as the new lead of the inner senshi. Holding down a sobs, the rest of the senshi, pilled their hands on top of hers.
"Let's do this."
Makoto gave Rei a very understanding glance. "Let's."
Pregnant 9
"Dear, are you alright?" Michiru asked yet again, cradling the man in
her arm. Michiru's eyes brightened as Malus slowly came to.
A moment later an attendant rushed into the room to see what the commotion was about. Michiru pointed to her fallen partner on the floor.
"Get that out of my sight. I will deal with her later."
Haruka moaned as the man pulled her out f the room by her armpits. Nothing felt broken, but she had no doubt that if Michiru had pushed her any her harder, the impact would have sent a number of ribs into her lungs.
Still, the pain in her back and head were almost too much to bear. The man continued to drag her down a long white hall until they came to a room that resembled the first one she entered, except this room had a rough floor of granite-like stones.
The man pushed her into the room and quickly closed and bolted the door before she could find the strength to pick herself up. Haruka didn't attempt to escape or even plan her exit. As she rested her head on one of the less-jagged stones, she thought about what had just happened.
Haruka remembered that one of the girls had mentioned something about Michiru being a bearing a child, but she had hoped to find her before any such thing befell he, however, Michiru had to be at least four months pregnant. Haruka still couldn't understand how anything like that could have happened and was debating with herself about whether Michiru was truly pregnant. First of all, Michiru was faithful and honest.
Even if she didn't want to be with here anymore, she would have said so and at least waited until she moved out to start a family with the mystery man. Michiru had been acting a bit odd lately, but she was often more irritable when she was on her period, which Haruka knew she was from the tampon wrappers in the trash.
Haruka couldn't just ignore what the girl had said, what Katinka had said, and not to mention the lump in Michiru's abdomen. Also, why had Michiru been wearing a robe identical to the one Katinka had worn?
Before Michiru had arrived in the room, Haruka had felt a pain in her heart, as if she had lost something very important to her- even more painful than the loss of Michiru's faith. Either way, she was going to kill that man the instant she got out of the room.
Haruka tried to force it out of her mind, but the facts were clear; Malus had impregnated Michiru and most likely done something to turn her lover against her. Haruka finally managed to stand, but the moment she did, she was overcome by nausea. Haruka retched twice and emptied herself of the grapes she had been hand-fed earlier. Haruka had never felt so sick.
"Excuse me."
Rei jumped at the voice and then paused her sweeping to turn toward the schoolgirl holding up two of the friendship charms sold at the shrine.
"I'd like to buy these, please."
"Yes, of course," Rei said kindly, although still rattled. She accepted the money from the girl's hand and waved as she walked down the steps.
Rei had been quite nervous since the previous night. The fire had given her a warning of some sort, but she hadn't been able to comprehend the meaning.
Although she didn't completely understand, she had a feeling that Usagi was in danger. She had called Usagi every hour, startling her pregnant friend with the concern that she didn't often bother to show. Rei finished sweeping the front steps and went into her room to call Usagi again. She didn't answer the first time, which wasn't unusual because she was often too busy eating to talk, but by the third time, Rei knew that something was wrong.
Usagi also had a bad habit of talking while she ate, and Usagi would still pick up the phone if she were in the middle of one of her many daily meals.
Rei rushed to her car and began to speed the ten mile distance to Mamoru and Usagi's house. Four police cars and an ambulance blared past her on the way to the house, and though she prayed otherwise, they pulled onto the exact street that she was headed for. Rei nearly crashed when she saw the scene in front of the Chiba residence.
Mamoru, who had only gone to the ice cream parlor instead of work to surprise his wife, had returned less than fifteen minutes later to find Usagi in the condition that Michiru had left her in. Mamoru himself hadn't made the call for help, but the neighbors who had received an earful of Mamoru's anguished screams.
A group of paramedics burst into the house, but one stayed behind, along with two of the police to help contain the frantic man and get the facts. The surrounding neighbors were also being interrogated.
Rei ran to the house and ducked under the tape they had surrounded it with. One of the officers grabbed her arm before she could get any further.
"Miss, you're going to need to step behind the tape."
Rei angrily shook his hand off of her, but didn't go any further in fear of what she might see. "W-what happened?" she asked shakily, tears persistently leaping from her eyes. The man solemnly shook his head, his amiable face falling into an expression of sympathy.
"Mrs. Chiba had and accident."
"IS SHE OKAY?" Rei shrieked, clutching her hands to her heart.
"It appears that she was preparing dinner. Her hand must have slipped."
The tears fell even harder. Rei was about to question further when they brought the lifeless body from the house. Michiru had carefully placed a cutting board and arranged meat and vegetables on it in a sloppy manner that could have perfectly passed as the beginning of the dish on TV that Usagi had been trying to make.
Rei watched in horror as the body was heaved past her on a gurney. Before they had a chance to completely zip the body bag, Rei caught a ghastly glimpse of Usagi's face. She was still smiling that pretty, semi-spaced out smile of hers. Even her blue eyes, although cloudy, seemed to be happy.
Rei knew that Usagi wasn't that foolish. Sure she was a klutz, but she had the sense to not cut with the knife facing her body. In fact, she didn't think that Mamoru kept any sharp knives in fear of Usagi's safety. Rei could only watch as the body of her best friend was loaded into the ambulance out of view. This was not an accident. Rei was sure of that
A moment later an attendant rushed into the room to see what the commotion was about. Michiru pointed to her fallen partner on the floor.
"Get that out of my sight. I will deal with her later."
Haruka moaned as the man pulled her out f the room by her armpits. Nothing felt broken, but she had no doubt that if Michiru had pushed her any her harder, the impact would have sent a number of ribs into her lungs.
Still, the pain in her back and head were almost too much to bear. The man continued to drag her down a long white hall until they came to a room that resembled the first one she entered, except this room had a rough floor of granite-like stones.
The man pushed her into the room and quickly closed and bolted the door before she could find the strength to pick herself up. Haruka didn't attempt to escape or even plan her exit. As she rested her head on one of the less-jagged stones, she thought about what had just happened.
Haruka remembered that one of the girls had mentioned something about Michiru being a bearing a child, but she had hoped to find her before any such thing befell he, however, Michiru had to be at least four months pregnant. Haruka still couldn't understand how anything like that could have happened and was debating with herself about whether Michiru was truly pregnant. First of all, Michiru was faithful and honest.
Even if she didn't want to be with here anymore, she would have said so and at least waited until she moved out to start a family with the mystery man. Michiru had been acting a bit odd lately, but she was often more irritable when she was on her period, which Haruka knew she was from the tampon wrappers in the trash.
Haruka couldn't just ignore what the girl had said, what Katinka had said, and not to mention the lump in Michiru's abdomen. Also, why had Michiru been wearing a robe identical to the one Katinka had worn?
Before Michiru had arrived in the room, Haruka had felt a pain in her heart, as if she had lost something very important to her- even more painful than the loss of Michiru's faith. Either way, she was going to kill that man the instant she got out of the room.
Haruka tried to force it out of her mind, but the facts were clear; Malus had impregnated Michiru and most likely done something to turn her lover against her. Haruka finally managed to stand, but the moment she did, she was overcome by nausea. Haruka retched twice and emptied herself of the grapes she had been hand-fed earlier. Haruka had never felt so sick.
"Excuse me."
Rei jumped at the voice and then paused her sweeping to turn toward the schoolgirl holding up two of the friendship charms sold at the shrine.
"I'd like to buy these, please."
"Yes, of course," Rei said kindly, although still rattled. She accepted the money from the girl's hand and waved as she walked down the steps.
Rei had been quite nervous since the previous night. The fire had given her a warning of some sort, but she hadn't been able to comprehend the meaning.
Although she didn't completely understand, she had a feeling that Usagi was in danger. She had called Usagi every hour, startling her pregnant friend with the concern that she didn't often bother to show. Rei finished sweeping the front steps and went into her room to call Usagi again. She didn't answer the first time, which wasn't unusual because she was often too busy eating to talk, but by the third time, Rei knew that something was wrong.
Usagi also had a bad habit of talking while she ate, and Usagi would still pick up the phone if she were in the middle of one of her many daily meals.
Rei rushed to her car and began to speed the ten mile distance to Mamoru and Usagi's house. Four police cars and an ambulance blared past her on the way to the house, and though she prayed otherwise, they pulled onto the exact street that she was headed for. Rei nearly crashed when she saw the scene in front of the Chiba residence.
Mamoru, who had only gone to the ice cream parlor instead of work to surprise his wife, had returned less than fifteen minutes later to find Usagi in the condition that Michiru had left her in. Mamoru himself hadn't made the call for help, but the neighbors who had received an earful of Mamoru's anguished screams.
A group of paramedics burst into the house, but one stayed behind, along with two of the police to help contain the frantic man and get the facts. The surrounding neighbors were also being interrogated.
Rei ran to the house and ducked under the tape they had surrounded it with. One of the officers grabbed her arm before she could get any further.
"Miss, you're going to need to step behind the tape."
Rei angrily shook his hand off of her, but didn't go any further in fear of what she might see. "W-what happened?" she asked shakily, tears persistently leaping from her eyes. The man solemnly shook his head, his amiable face falling into an expression of sympathy.
"Mrs. Chiba had and accident."
"IS SHE OKAY?" Rei shrieked, clutching her hands to her heart.
"It appears that she was preparing dinner. Her hand must have slipped."
The tears fell even harder. Rei was about to question further when they brought the lifeless body from the house. Michiru had carefully placed a cutting board and arranged meat and vegetables on it in a sloppy manner that could have perfectly passed as the beginning of the dish on TV that Usagi had been trying to make.
Rei watched in horror as the body was heaved past her on a gurney. Before they had a chance to completely zip the body bag, Rei caught a ghastly glimpse of Usagi's face. She was still smiling that pretty, semi-spaced out smile of hers. Even her blue eyes, although cloudy, seemed to be happy.
Rei knew that Usagi wasn't that foolish. Sure she was a klutz, but she had the sense to not cut with the knife facing her body. In fact, she didn't think that Mamoru kept any sharp knives in fear of Usagi's safety. Rei could only watch as the body of her best friend was loaded into the ambulance out of view. This was not an accident. Rei was sure of that
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Pregnant 8
Usako, do you think that you'll be fine here by yourself?" Mamoru asked his wife.
""Of course Mamo-chan! Just bring me some ice cream on your way back, okay? Oh also, could you get some of those red candy things, and those microwave desserts, and-"
Mamoru tried to write down the entire list of all fifty things Usagi had asked for.
"Okay Usako, but you know that you're going to have to tone it down a bit after the baby comes."
"Mamo-chan? How could you ever suggest that I am FAT? That's just the baby, silly!"
Mamoru shook his head. "Usako, I you're not fat at all. You have such a nice figure. Really!"
Usagi placed her hands on her expanded hips and beamed with pride.
"Now, Usako, if you feel any pain at all, call the midwife, and then call me, okay?
Usagi nodded, added five more things to her list of foods, and then saw Mamoru off to work.
Usagi Chiba flopped down on the couch and turned the TV onto the Food channel. She was a wife now, after all, and she could barely cook a thing with burning it.
Mamoru always ate what she cooked, but she knew that he didn't enjoy anything except for the curry, which looked disgusting, but tasted fine. The man on the television was demonstrating how to make some sort of fancy cake that Usagi knew she could never make in a million years. She gave up and changed the channel to a magic girl anime.
Usagi scoffed at how ridiculous the girls looked in their tacky boots, short skirts, and white leotards. Who in the world would even think of wearing something like that? Usagi was about to change the channel again when her eye caught a movement in the hall. Usagi muted the TV and listened for a sound. There was definitely something in the house. Usagi hid behind the couch, hoping that whatever robber, murder, or molester of pregnant women, would pass by without noticed the quavering blond buns of hair that were sticking up in view.
Despite Usagi's hopes, a set of footsteps came down the hall and stopped right in front of the couch. Usagi gave up and put her hands in the air.
"Please take whatever you want! Just don't hurt me or take any of the food!" Usagi pleaded.
Usagi's eyes widened as the figure walked around the couch. The woman smiled and placed her hand on top of Usagi's head.
"Mi-michiru-san! OH MY GOD! YOU SCARED I REALLY THOUGHT THAT YOU WERE GOING TO KILL ME!" Usagi shouted as she instantly recognized the woman she had always admired, not even wondering how she had gotten in.
Michiru didn't say anything. She could see that the woman was in her latest stage of pregnancy, but that didn't inspire any sympathy for the one who had betrayed her kind. The other woman gave out a little cry as Michiru tightened her grip on one of Usagi ponytails and pulled her up from the floor.
"OWWW! MICHIRU-SAN! WHAT ARE YOU DOING! THAT HURTS!"
Michiru said nothing, but continued to smile as she plunged the kitchen knife, which she had been holding in her other hand, into Usagi's abdomen, aborting the life of the child, and shortly after, the life of the Moon Princess herself.
It took Haruka five revolutions around the white room to find the
exit. The exit was not a door of any kind, but what appeared to be a
small portion of the portal she had traveled through. The small black
thing floating in the air was nothing but a speck, but the instant
Haruka reached out to touch it, she felt her body being sucked into a
different dimension.
A moment later, Haruka was in what could pass as a decent sitting room, adorned with several white chairs and sofas. She wasn't very pleased to see exactly what was sitting on them, however. Unlike the previous room, this one's occupant's were male, but like the previous room, the occupants were naked. Haruka did her best not to vomit as one of the men got up and approached her. The expression of lust on his face was sickening. Haruka backed up against the wall.
"GET THE H - - L AWAY FROM ME!" Haruka shrieked as loud as she could.
A few other men had left their business to also take a closer look at the newly arrived woman, their expressions copying that of the first man's. Haruka had absolutely no tolerance for men, and she would have no problem tearing off one of their arms if one of the disgusting creatures tried to touch her.
Haruka was beginning to think that she should have stayed in the room with that gorgeous green-eyed girl, but she knew that Michiru must be in danger, and she didn't know what she would do if she let anything happen to her.
Haruka readied her hands in front of her body to take down the first man. The filthy creature continued to approach her, and Haruka quickly chopped him in the shoulder blade. He fell to the white tile floor unconscious. The other filthy creatures stopped and looked among themselves, then they retreated, avoiding eye-contact with her. Haruka snarled and shoved her foot into the fallen creature's side, and instantly regretted it as her foot sank into the disgusting saggy flesh of the creature.
"STAY AWAY FROM ME!" Haruka warned. She kicked the man again to turn him on his back so that there would be one less disgusting man-part that she had to see.
Haruka ran around the room several times, the men avoiding her as she came near, and eventually found another fragment of the portal. This one took her took what appeared to be a bedroom, which was once again, completely white. In the side of the room, giving her a very amused glance, was a tall, pale woman, with black hair. Haruka would have found interest in her, if it weren't for her eyes.
The bright red orbs seemed as if they peering into her very soul.
"I see that you have made your way here. This was most unexpected, but if you please, you are most welcome to stay."
Malus much preferred Earth's men over its women, and this woman looked very much like a handsome young man. This attraction was much stronger than what he had felt for the host. He supposed that while he was waiting to for the woman to finish her tasks, he would let the newcomer entertain him.
Haruka didn't back away as Malus approached her. She was somewhat entranced in this woman's beauty and was not able to take her eyes off of her. The woman removed the white robe that she ad been wearing and slid it off to expose her perfectly-formed body. Haruka's jaw dropped. Michiru didn't even compare.
Malus had taken a liking to one of his former host's bodies. She was a tall elegant woman who had come from a wealthy European family, and Malus had decided that not only was she the perfect height, she also had the most pleasing human body that he had encountered. The woman had aborted his child after only a week, but he had put her body to good use.
The male body that he used had been that of his favorite attendant. He had listened to many human conversations, and came to the conclusion that women were most attracted to large men, so he thought the body would do well in getting his hosts' cooperation. Apparently, this woman was more attracted to the women of her species, so he decided that the female's body would be best.
All Malus needed to do was to take off the robe, and Haruka eyes were exploring the body in a moment. Perhaps she couldn't differentiate him from the other girls she had touched without a though, but Malus wasn't going to complain. Haruka continued to gape at the body he was displayed, and after a few moments, she found the courage to speak.
"So…so what's your name? "
"Katinka," Malus said. Along with the body, he had also inherited the accent the woman had.
"What?" Haruka was unable to understand what the woman was saying, but she seemed to have understood her question.
"My name is Katinka."
The woman's accent was odd, but she was definitely speaking Japanese. Haruka inched closer to further inspect her fine features.
"Are you albino?" Haruka asked. She knew it wasn't polite, but this Katinka had skin that was whiter than paper, and she never had seen eyes that color. Perhaps her hair was dyed.
Katinka just smiled her equally white smile and filled the space between them. She reached out and pulled Haruka into a deep kiss.
"You like women, yes?" Katinka asked, finally breaking the kiss and beginning to undo her belt buckle.
Haruka felt that any woman would have reconsidered her sexuality after a kiss like that.
"Y-yes?" Haruka stuttered.
Katinka smiled wider as she sat on the bed and beckoned Haruka to her. Looking at another woman had never bothered Haruka, but she wasn't one to be completely unfaithful. Haruka backed away from the bed and shook her head.
"I'm sorry, I can't. I-" Haruka tried.
Katinka pouted. "Can't. Are you sure about that?" she asked, showing off a rather sensual pose.
"I need to find someone. I just got lost here, you see. Michiru- she was kidnapped. I need to find her, so can you please tell me the way out of here?"
Being rejected was one of the things that Malus hated the most, and this woman whom he had spared out of the mercy of his heart, was rejecting him. Katinka's body was absolutely flawless, but still she cared more about his host. Malus was rather agitated, but one more try wouldn't hurt.
Katinka got off of the bed and put her hands on her voluptuous hips.
"Just forget about her, she isn't important. I can do so much more for you, Haruka."
The first part was simply cruel, but how in the world did this woman know her name? Haruka picked her belt up from the floor and brandished it in front of her. Malus didn't realize the mistake he had made until he noticed that Haruka didn't have intentions to do anything sexy with her belt.
"How do you know my name?"
"You're famous, you know," Katinka said, remembering that Haruka was a popular racer in her country.
Despite her decent answer, there was something in Katinka's eyes that Haruka did not like. She was hiding something.
"Where is she!" Haruka screamed.
Malus gave up the act. It wasn't like Haruka would be able to hurt him at all. "You won't see her again. She's mine now."
"WHAT THE F - - K ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!"
Malus shifted to his male body, so that she might recognize the man she had caught a glimpse of. Haruka gasped, and tried to attack him, but he activated a barrier before she could touch him.
Malus laughed as Haruka tried to pound her way through the barrier, but then he noticed a symbol appear on her forehead. It was the same symbol that one of the three protectors of the outer White Moon Kingdom had possessed.
A golden light radiated from the woman as the men's clothing she had been wearing transformed into the uniform of a sailor senshi. The woman shouted something and Malus' barrier shattered in an instant as a ball of light crashed into it. Malus dodged the attack before it could hit him, but the woman was on him in half a second. Haruka grabbed Malus by his throat and lifted him from the floor.
"WHERE IS SHE?" Haruka blared.
"U-uranus, y-you will not f-find her," he choked.
Haruka smashed his head into the wall several times before she could get answer from him.
"She went to the Chiba residence. It is too late now-"
Haruka slammed Malus' head into the wall ten more times until his body was completely limp. She hadn't quite killed him, since she might need more questions answered. She tossed him into the corned and tried to find another exit, but there where none to be found. Haruka was about to start looking again, when a portal appeared in the middle of the room.
"Malus, I did what you-" Michiru stopped as her eyes fell on the crumpled form on the floor and the figure standing over him.
"Michiru! I was so worried about you!" Haruka exclaimed, hardly believing her eyes.
"Don't you take another step, you traitor! I know who you are, Uranus!"
"Michiru, What are you talking about, I was-"
"If you take one more-"
Michiru paused as Haruka enveloped her in a tight embrace. She could feel the woman's warm tears as she held her even tighter.
"I'm so glad that you're o-
Michiru pushed the woman from her with a force she had never experienced before. Uranus flew into the wall, cracking the wall before she fell beside the man she had recently adorned the floor with. Michiru rushed to Malus' side immediately.
"Are you alright dear?"
""Of course Mamo-chan! Just bring me some ice cream on your way back, okay? Oh also, could you get some of those red candy things, and those microwave desserts, and-"
Mamoru tried to write down the entire list of all fifty things Usagi had asked for.
"Okay Usako, but you know that you're going to have to tone it down a bit after the baby comes."
"Mamo-chan? How could you ever suggest that I am FAT? That's just the baby, silly!"
Mamoru shook his head. "Usako, I you're not fat at all. You have such a nice figure. Really!"
Usagi placed her hands on her expanded hips and beamed with pride.
"Now, Usako, if you feel any pain at all, call the midwife, and then call me, okay?
Usagi nodded, added five more things to her list of foods, and then saw Mamoru off to work.
Usagi Chiba flopped down on the couch and turned the TV onto the Food channel. She was a wife now, after all, and she could barely cook a thing with burning it.
Mamoru always ate what she cooked, but she knew that he didn't enjoy anything except for the curry, which looked disgusting, but tasted fine. The man on the television was demonstrating how to make some sort of fancy cake that Usagi knew she could never make in a million years. She gave up and changed the channel to a magic girl anime.
Usagi scoffed at how ridiculous the girls looked in their tacky boots, short skirts, and white leotards. Who in the world would even think of wearing something like that? Usagi was about to change the channel again when her eye caught a movement in the hall. Usagi muted the TV and listened for a sound. There was definitely something in the house. Usagi hid behind the couch, hoping that whatever robber, murder, or molester of pregnant women, would pass by without noticed the quavering blond buns of hair that were sticking up in view.
Despite Usagi's hopes, a set of footsteps came down the hall and stopped right in front of the couch. Usagi gave up and put her hands in the air.
"Please take whatever you want! Just don't hurt me or take any of the food!" Usagi pleaded.
Usagi's eyes widened as the figure walked around the couch. The woman smiled and placed her hand on top of Usagi's head.
"Mi-michiru-san! OH MY GOD! YOU SCARED I REALLY THOUGHT THAT YOU WERE GOING TO KILL ME!" Usagi shouted as she instantly recognized the woman she had always admired, not even wondering how she had gotten in.
Michiru didn't say anything. She could see that the woman was in her latest stage of pregnancy, but that didn't inspire any sympathy for the one who had betrayed her kind. The other woman gave out a little cry as Michiru tightened her grip on one of Usagi ponytails and pulled her up from the floor.
"OWWW! MICHIRU-SAN! WHAT ARE YOU DOING! THAT HURTS!"
Michiru said nothing, but continued to smile as she plunged the kitchen knife, which she had been holding in her other hand, into Usagi's abdomen, aborting the life of the child, and shortly after, the life of the Moon Princess herself.
A moment later, Haruka was in what could pass as a decent sitting room, adorned with several white chairs and sofas. She wasn't very pleased to see exactly what was sitting on them, however. Unlike the previous room, this one's occupant's were male, but like the previous room, the occupants were naked. Haruka did her best not to vomit as one of the men got up and approached her. The expression of lust on his face was sickening. Haruka backed up against the wall.
"GET THE H - - L AWAY FROM ME!" Haruka shrieked as loud as she could.
A few other men had left their business to also take a closer look at the newly arrived woman, their expressions copying that of the first man's. Haruka had absolutely no tolerance for men, and she would have no problem tearing off one of their arms if one of the disgusting creatures tried to touch her.
Haruka was beginning to think that she should have stayed in the room with that gorgeous green-eyed girl, but she knew that Michiru must be in danger, and she didn't know what she would do if she let anything happen to her.
Haruka readied her hands in front of her body to take down the first man. The filthy creature continued to approach her, and Haruka quickly chopped him in the shoulder blade. He fell to the white tile floor unconscious. The other filthy creatures stopped and looked among themselves, then they retreated, avoiding eye-contact with her. Haruka snarled and shoved her foot into the fallen creature's side, and instantly regretted it as her foot sank into the disgusting saggy flesh of the creature.
"STAY AWAY FROM ME!" Haruka warned. She kicked the man again to turn him on his back so that there would be one less disgusting man-part that she had to see.
Haruka ran around the room several times, the men avoiding her as she came near, and eventually found another fragment of the portal. This one took her took what appeared to be a bedroom, which was once again, completely white. In the side of the room, giving her a very amused glance, was a tall, pale woman, with black hair. Haruka would have found interest in her, if it weren't for her eyes.
The bright red orbs seemed as if they peering into her very soul.
"I see that you have made your way here. This was most unexpected, but if you please, you are most welcome to stay."
Malus much preferred Earth's men over its women, and this woman looked very much like a handsome young man. This attraction was much stronger than what he had felt for the host. He supposed that while he was waiting to for the woman to finish her tasks, he would let the newcomer entertain him.
Haruka didn't back away as Malus approached her. She was somewhat entranced in this woman's beauty and was not able to take her eyes off of her. The woman removed the white robe that she ad been wearing and slid it off to expose her perfectly-formed body. Haruka's jaw dropped. Michiru didn't even compare.
Malus had taken a liking to one of his former host's bodies. She was a tall elegant woman who had come from a wealthy European family, and Malus had decided that not only was she the perfect height, she also had the most pleasing human body that he had encountered. The woman had aborted his child after only a week, but he had put her body to good use.
The male body that he used had been that of his favorite attendant. He had listened to many human conversations, and came to the conclusion that women were most attracted to large men, so he thought the body would do well in getting his hosts' cooperation. Apparently, this woman was more attracted to the women of her species, so he decided that the female's body would be best.
All Malus needed to do was to take off the robe, and Haruka eyes were exploring the body in a moment. Perhaps she couldn't differentiate him from the other girls she had touched without a though, but Malus wasn't going to complain. Haruka continued to gape at the body he was displayed, and after a few moments, she found the courage to speak.
"So…so what's your name? "
"Katinka," Malus said. Along with the body, he had also inherited the accent the woman had.
"What?" Haruka was unable to understand what the woman was saying, but she seemed to have understood her question.
"My name is Katinka."
The woman's accent was odd, but she was definitely speaking Japanese. Haruka inched closer to further inspect her fine features.
"Are you albino?" Haruka asked. She knew it wasn't polite, but this Katinka had skin that was whiter than paper, and she never had seen eyes that color. Perhaps her hair was dyed.
Katinka just smiled her equally white smile and filled the space between them. She reached out and pulled Haruka into a deep kiss.
"You like women, yes?" Katinka asked, finally breaking the kiss and beginning to undo her belt buckle.
Haruka felt that any woman would have reconsidered her sexuality after a kiss like that.
"Y-yes?" Haruka stuttered.
Katinka smiled wider as she sat on the bed and beckoned Haruka to her. Looking at another woman had never bothered Haruka, but she wasn't one to be completely unfaithful. Haruka backed away from the bed and shook her head.
"I'm sorry, I can't. I-" Haruka tried.
Katinka pouted. "Can't. Are you sure about that?" she asked, showing off a rather sensual pose.
"I need to find someone. I just got lost here, you see. Michiru- she was kidnapped. I need to find her, so can you please tell me the way out of here?"
Being rejected was one of the things that Malus hated the most, and this woman whom he had spared out of the mercy of his heart, was rejecting him. Katinka's body was absolutely flawless, but still she cared more about his host. Malus was rather agitated, but one more try wouldn't hurt.
Katinka got off of the bed and put her hands on her voluptuous hips.
"Just forget about her, she isn't important. I can do so much more for you, Haruka."
The first part was simply cruel, but how in the world did this woman know her name? Haruka picked her belt up from the floor and brandished it in front of her. Malus didn't realize the mistake he had made until he noticed that Haruka didn't have intentions to do anything sexy with her belt.
"How do you know my name?"
"You're famous, you know," Katinka said, remembering that Haruka was a popular racer in her country.
Despite her decent answer, there was something in Katinka's eyes that Haruka did not like. She was hiding something.
"Where is she!" Haruka screamed.
Malus gave up the act. It wasn't like Haruka would be able to hurt him at all. "You won't see her again. She's mine now."
"WHAT THE F - - K ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!"
Malus shifted to his male body, so that she might recognize the man she had caught a glimpse of. Haruka gasped, and tried to attack him, but he activated a barrier before she could touch him.
Malus laughed as Haruka tried to pound her way through the barrier, but then he noticed a symbol appear on her forehead. It was the same symbol that one of the three protectors of the outer White Moon Kingdom had possessed.
A golden light radiated from the woman as the men's clothing she had been wearing transformed into the uniform of a sailor senshi. The woman shouted something and Malus' barrier shattered in an instant as a ball of light crashed into it. Malus dodged the attack before it could hit him, but the woman was on him in half a second. Haruka grabbed Malus by his throat and lifted him from the floor.
"WHERE IS SHE?" Haruka blared.
"U-uranus, y-you will not f-find her," he choked.
Haruka smashed his head into the wall several times before she could get answer from him.
"She went to the Chiba residence. It is too late now-"
Haruka slammed Malus' head into the wall ten more times until his body was completely limp. She hadn't quite killed him, since she might need more questions answered. She tossed him into the corned and tried to find another exit, but there where none to be found. Haruka was about to start looking again, when a portal appeared in the middle of the room.
"Malus, I did what you-" Michiru stopped as her eyes fell on the crumpled form on the floor and the figure standing over him.
"Michiru! I was so worried about you!" Haruka exclaimed, hardly believing her eyes.
"Don't you take another step, you traitor! I know who you are, Uranus!"
"Michiru, What are you talking about, I was-"
"If you take one more-"
Michiru paused as Haruka enveloped her in a tight embrace. She could feel the woman's warm tears as she held her even tighter.
"I'm so glad that you're o-
Michiru pushed the woman from her with a force she had never experienced before. Uranus flew into the wall, cracking the wall before she fell beside the man she had recently adorned the floor with. Michiru rushed to Malus' side immediately.
"Are you alright dear?"
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Michiru on the other hand awoke to see a par of bright red eyes
peering into hers. As startling as they were, his eyes were eerily
beautiful, along with the rest of him. He had silky black hair that came
to his knees, and smooth pale skin that showed no sign of aging.
Malus's features were so delicate that you would only be able to tell that he was not just a surprisingly tall woman if he were to be seen without the white robe he wore. Michiru had seen firsthand that he was male indeed. Malus had taken her while she was not conscious, which she assumed was from mercy, but she had seen him undress.
He had been far larger than the strap-on that Haruka sometimes used, and probably bigger than a human had the genes to become. After she had agreed to come with him, Malus had promised that no pain would come to her, or to Haruka, and he had kept his word in all ways.
"I am glad that you are awake, Michiru, I have been waiting," he said in his soft, somewhat comforting voice. "There is something that I want to know."
Michiru sat up from the enormous be that she had been lying in and looked Malus in the eye.
"Do you remember the queen of the Silver Millennium?"
Michiru gasped. If he was speaking of Queen Serenity, he was probably an ally. She hadn't felt a negative presence around him, but she still didn't understand his intentions.
"Queen Serenity? What-"
Malus pressed one of his perfectly manicured fingers against her lips.
"Do you recall the power that she had?"
"The Ginzoushou holds infinity power-"
"Yes, and do you remember what she did with those powers?"
"Her Majesty purified all with evil hearts and brought peace to the lan-"
"Is that really how you saw it? That woman made you an outcast. You had nothing but loneliness, but I too have undergone the same as you. My people once allied with your "Queen Serenity" under our own respective sovereign, but she was betrayed, and with those terrible powers, we were cast to a desolate world of darkness and solitude.
After many years, under a greater power, we were able to have another try at the kingdom of light that was rightfully ours. The White Moon queen discovered this, however, and she destroyed our world. Our queen and some of her servants managed to escape. That was when the war began.
We were not able to seize the kingdom, but we were eventually able to defeat the queen. Before she died, she sent the princess and her protectors to your time, and now there is something greater standing in our way. The princess was reborn with the crystal in her body, and the child that she is now carrying also holds the same power. What is more is that the soul of the White Moon Queen is about to be reborn. I will need your help to stop her."
Malus removed his finger from Michiru's lips and watched her face become an expression of fear, anger, and misunderstanding. Michiru was about to protest any part in going against her queen, but with only a touch to her temple, Malus brought her mind under his control.
"Yes, my lord," Michiru agreed, standing from the bed so that she could kneel before him.
"That is much better," Malus said, resting his pal on her head, "But I want you to get some more rest first. Then you will take care of the princess."
"Yes, my lord."
Malus's features were so delicate that you would only be able to tell that he was not just a surprisingly tall woman if he were to be seen without the white robe he wore. Michiru had seen firsthand that he was male indeed. Malus had taken her while she was not conscious, which she assumed was from mercy, but she had seen him undress.
He had been far larger than the strap-on that Haruka sometimes used, and probably bigger than a human had the genes to become. After she had agreed to come with him, Malus had promised that no pain would come to her, or to Haruka, and he had kept his word in all ways.
"I am glad that you are awake, Michiru, I have been waiting," he said in his soft, somewhat comforting voice. "There is something that I want to know."
Michiru sat up from the enormous be that she had been lying in and looked Malus in the eye.
"Do you remember the queen of the Silver Millennium?"
Michiru gasped. If he was speaking of Queen Serenity, he was probably an ally. She hadn't felt a negative presence around him, but she still didn't understand his intentions.
"Queen Serenity? What-"
Malus pressed one of his perfectly manicured fingers against her lips.
"Do you recall the power that she had?"
"The Ginzoushou holds infinity power-"
"Yes, and do you remember what she did with those powers?"
"Her Majesty purified all with evil hearts and brought peace to the lan-"
"Is that really how you saw it? That woman made you an outcast. You had nothing but loneliness, but I too have undergone the same as you. My people once allied with your "Queen Serenity" under our own respective sovereign, but she was betrayed, and with those terrible powers, we were cast to a desolate world of darkness and solitude.
After many years, under a greater power, we were able to have another try at the kingdom of light that was rightfully ours. The White Moon queen discovered this, however, and she destroyed our world. Our queen and some of her servants managed to escape. That was when the war began.
We were not able to seize the kingdom, but we were eventually able to defeat the queen. Before she died, she sent the princess and her protectors to your time, and now there is something greater standing in our way. The princess was reborn with the crystal in her body, and the child that she is now carrying also holds the same power. What is more is that the soul of the White Moon Queen is about to be reborn. I will need your help to stop her."
Malus removed his finger from Michiru's lips and watched her face become an expression of fear, anger, and misunderstanding. Michiru was about to protest any part in going against her queen, but with only a touch to her temple, Malus brought her mind under his control.
"Yes, my lord," Michiru agreed, standing from the bed so that she could kneel before him.
"That is much better," Malus said, resting his pal on her head, "But I want you to get some more rest first. Then you will take care of the princess."
"Yes, my lord."
Pregnant 6
Haruka discovered that a total of five of the girls understood English,
three Spanish, and one spoke Japanese. However, none of them answered
any questions concerning where she was. Haruka gave up after three of
their sensual responses and pulled the green-eyed girl into her now
equally bare lap while she continued to let the Chinese woman caress her
cheek.
The Spanish-speaking girls came in closer followed by the Indian girl and several others. Haruka let herself sink into the Asian woman's bosom and fingered the cute, dark-skinned, green-eyed beauty.
The girl let out a little cry that Haruka decided was almost as adorable as her face. Haruka pulled from the woman who was holding her and pulled the girl down onto the white padded floor. Haruka climbed on top of her, ignoring the other girls' disappointed cries, and had her way with her, without giving a thought about Michiru.
The blond girl's friend fed Haruka grapes while another girl that she had not seen before washed them down with a jug of wine. Haruka could never remember being happier. In fact, she wasn't remembering much of what had happened to her before she was here, but she didn't consider that to be a bad thing.
Haruka was about to kiss the girl with the wine jug, when her hand came down on the jacket that she had been wearing. She was about to dismiss it and continue with the girls when she noticed a bulge in one of the pockets.
She pulled the objects from the pocket and stared at the two ring boxes. Haruka opened one of the boxes to see the ring with the garnet. In her mind, she saw a vision of a pretty smiling woman with despicable sea-colored hair. She hadn't seen the woman in the room, but somehow, she felt sad. Haruka closed the box and opened the other. She saw herself in the mall buying the ring, and the woman there saying how lucky somebody was. Haruka knew that something wasn't right. She pulled her clothes back on and pushed the girls away from her.
Haruka ran down the seamless white room to look for an exit of some sort, but she found none. She went back to the Japanese girl and grabbed her up by the neck. The other girls scooted back as Haruka tightened her grip on the girl's throat and threw her against the padded wall.
"WHERE THE H--L AM I!" she shrieked at the girl, picking her back up from the floor and staring into her face.
The girl began to cry and whatever she was trying to say became incoherent as it was lost in her sobs. Haruka hadn't meant to hurt her, but she felt as if these girls had taken something very important to her, and she was going to find out just what it was. Haruka pulled the girl's face up and wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Please tell me where I am," she tried again.
The girl continued to cry and mumble in a way that Haruka couldn't understand her, so she went to one that spoke English. The girl cringed as Haruka approached her this time.
"Where am I?"
The girl looked startled and hesitated to answer. Haruka glared at her.
"Ma-malus-he told us to take care of you-"
"Malus?" Haruka repeated.
"He said that you were-were lost in here-that you followed that-that woman-"
"Lost where? What woman?"
"You were lost in a time warp. Malus brought you back to his lair and left you here with us. He was very generous-you shouldn't be so-so angry-"
Haruka knelt down beside the girl and looked her in the eye.
"I won't hurt you. Just tell me everything you know. Starting with the woman."
The girl nodded. "You followed into the portal that he made into this space. You were after the woman he took. The one that had green hair. Malus said that she was someone important to you."
A new memory of Michiru appeared in Haruka's mind for each word the girl said. She was beginning to realize just what the woman might have been to her.
"Tell me more," Haruka instructed.
"Malus needs her to bear his child, so he brought her here a few months ago. He let her go back to where you came from, and then he took her back. Malus said that she was what you call a lover to you, so he didn't want to hurt you because that would make her sad."
Everything came back to Haruka that instant, including her rage.
"HE NEEDS HER FOR WHAT?"
Majestic Weirdo: Haruka can do some pretty scary things when she is angry...if you read Ruin, you saw what she does to peolpe who touch Michiru like that, not to mention impegnate...Doesn't look too good for Malus. Anyway, please review. I would appreciate comments or suggestions of any kind. Oh, and a while ago, somebody aksed if I was going to have her do anything to Hiroshi for what he did to his own daughter, I might think about it after this story and Infidelity are finished.
The Spanish-speaking girls came in closer followed by the Indian girl and several others. Haruka let herself sink into the Asian woman's bosom and fingered the cute, dark-skinned, green-eyed beauty.
The girl let out a little cry that Haruka decided was almost as adorable as her face. Haruka pulled from the woman who was holding her and pulled the girl down onto the white padded floor. Haruka climbed on top of her, ignoring the other girls' disappointed cries, and had her way with her, without giving a thought about Michiru.
The blond girl's friend fed Haruka grapes while another girl that she had not seen before washed them down with a jug of wine. Haruka could never remember being happier. In fact, she wasn't remembering much of what had happened to her before she was here, but she didn't consider that to be a bad thing.
Haruka was about to kiss the girl with the wine jug, when her hand came down on the jacket that she had been wearing. She was about to dismiss it and continue with the girls when she noticed a bulge in one of the pockets.
She pulled the objects from the pocket and stared at the two ring boxes. Haruka opened one of the boxes to see the ring with the garnet. In her mind, she saw a vision of a pretty smiling woman with despicable sea-colored hair. She hadn't seen the woman in the room, but somehow, she felt sad. Haruka closed the box and opened the other. She saw herself in the mall buying the ring, and the woman there saying how lucky somebody was. Haruka knew that something wasn't right. She pulled her clothes back on and pushed the girls away from her.
Haruka ran down the seamless white room to look for an exit of some sort, but she found none. She went back to the Japanese girl and grabbed her up by the neck. The other girls scooted back as Haruka tightened her grip on the girl's throat and threw her against the padded wall.
"WHERE THE H--L AM I!" she shrieked at the girl, picking her back up from the floor and staring into her face.
The girl began to cry and whatever she was trying to say became incoherent as it was lost in her sobs. Haruka hadn't meant to hurt her, but she felt as if these girls had taken something very important to her, and she was going to find out just what it was. Haruka pulled the girl's face up and wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Please tell me where I am," she tried again.
The girl continued to cry and mumble in a way that Haruka couldn't understand her, so she went to one that spoke English. The girl cringed as Haruka approached her this time.
"Where am I?"
The girl looked startled and hesitated to answer. Haruka glared at her.
"Ma-malus-he told us to take care of you-"
"Malus?" Haruka repeated.
"He said that you were-were lost in here-that you followed that-that woman-"
"Lost where? What woman?"
"You were lost in a time warp. Malus brought you back to his lair and left you here with us. He was very generous-you shouldn't be so-so angry-"
Haruka knelt down beside the girl and looked her in the eye.
"I won't hurt you. Just tell me everything you know. Starting with the woman."
The girl nodded. "You followed into the portal that he made into this space. You were after the woman he took. The one that had green hair. Malus said that she was someone important to you."
A new memory of Michiru appeared in Haruka's mind for each word the girl said. She was beginning to realize just what the woman might have been to her.
"Tell me more," Haruka instructed.
"Malus needs her to bear his child, so he brought her here a few months ago. He let her go back to where you came from, and then he took her back. Malus said that she was what you call a lover to you, so he didn't want to hurt you because that would make her sad."
Everything came back to Haruka that instant, including her rage.
"HE NEEDS HER FOR WHAT?"
Majestic Weirdo: Haruka can do some pretty scary things when she is angry...if you read Ruin, you saw what she does to peolpe who touch Michiru like that, not to mention impegnate...Doesn't look too good for Malus. Anyway, please review. I would appreciate comments or suggestions of any kind. Oh, and a while ago, somebody aksed if I was going to have her do anything to Hiroshi for what he did to his own daughter, I might think about it after this story and Infidelity are finished.
Pregnant 5
Haruka was surrounded by beautiful women when she awoke, and if there
was ever something she didn't mind, it was beautiful women. She was in a
white padded room that looked like a very enlarged room at a
sanitarium. It seemed to reach on forever.
Haruka's eyes first opened to see a girl who appeared to be in her later teenage years. She had pale mahogany skin, long dark hair that was tied in two braids by bright green ribbons that perfectly matched her eyes. She wasn't wearing anything other than the two ribbons and a sweet smile that Haruka instantly fell in love with. The girl definitely was not Japanese, or even Asian. The girl said something in a small, high voice in a language she didn't recognize as her native tongue, English, Spanish, German, or French. Haruka was about to try talking to her, when something warm and soft pressed against her arm.
Haruka looked to her side to see another girl of incredible beauty, this one with fair skin, blue eyes, and light blond hair. She was also naked, Haruka noticed more than happily.
"Where am I?" Haruka asked in English, trying to pull away from the girl in case she was a minor. Haruka thought she looked as if she would understand English.
The girl didn't answer, and pulled Haruka back to her before she bumped into another girl.
"Eso no es importante. Nosotros te podemos hacer feliz." The blonde said.
Haruka froze. Was she hearing right? She was sure that the girl said something about making her happy. As much as she desired that, she had no desire to go to prison over touching a minor.
"Ella es muy lindo, no?" the blonde girl said to another of the Spanish-speaking girls in the room.
"Si! Mire a su ojos! Son muy bonitos!"
The rest of the girls just looked as the two carried on a conversation about the way she looked. A girl that looked like she could have been Indian crawled across the room toward her on all fours. Haruka scooted back from the temptation and into the woman she had almost bumped into before. This woman looked a few years older than the rest and looked as if she could be Japanese.
"Onegai, boku wa doko ni desuka?" Haruka asked.
The woman said something that was in Chinese and then pulled Haruka toward her body.
Haruka was about to ask the Spanish-speaking blonde again, since she seemed to understand her, but then the woman who was holding her allowed herself possession of Haruka's lips and removed Haruka's clothing without a struggle.
Haruka couldn't hold back anymore. The woman may have been slightly younger than she was, but definitely over eighteen. Haruka let the woman touch her, and eventually came to not care what age the girls may have been.
Malus watched his servants take care of the one that had followed them. She wouldn't cause any problems, he could see that now, and he had no reason to bring harm to her. Besides, if the aqua-haired woman's body was rejected, it would take him less time to attempt coaxing another mate.
Malus waited until the woman who had followed them was completely under the control of his previous mates and then went back to the aqua-haired woman. He stroked her abdomen tenderly and bent down to kiss the woman. None of the others he had brought had ever lasted so long.
She had held it for three months now, and none of the others had lasted more than three weeks. He was beginning to feel something for her that he hadn't felt for the others. Malus had never cared for a human woman after all the years. The women of his kind had long since disappeared , but soon the one who would rule would be born from this aqua-haired woman. She would be called Beryl.
Haruka's eyes first opened to see a girl who appeared to be in her later teenage years. She had pale mahogany skin, long dark hair that was tied in two braids by bright green ribbons that perfectly matched her eyes. She wasn't wearing anything other than the two ribbons and a sweet smile that Haruka instantly fell in love with. The girl definitely was not Japanese, or even Asian. The girl said something in a small, high voice in a language she didn't recognize as her native tongue, English, Spanish, German, or French. Haruka was about to try talking to her, when something warm and soft pressed against her arm.
Haruka looked to her side to see another girl of incredible beauty, this one with fair skin, blue eyes, and light blond hair. She was also naked, Haruka noticed more than happily.
"Where am I?" Haruka asked in English, trying to pull away from the girl in case she was a minor. Haruka thought she looked as if she would understand English.
The girl didn't answer, and pulled Haruka back to her before she bumped into another girl.
"Eso no es importante. Nosotros te podemos hacer feliz." The blonde said.
Haruka froze. Was she hearing right? She was sure that the girl said something about making her happy. As much as she desired that, she had no desire to go to prison over touching a minor.
"Ella es muy lindo, no?" the blonde girl said to another of the Spanish-speaking girls in the room.
"Si! Mire a su ojos! Son muy bonitos!"
The rest of the girls just looked as the two carried on a conversation about the way she looked. A girl that looked like she could have been Indian crawled across the room toward her on all fours. Haruka scooted back from the temptation and into the woman she had almost bumped into before. This woman looked a few years older than the rest and looked as if she could be Japanese.
"Onegai, boku wa doko ni desuka?" Haruka asked.
The woman said something that was in Chinese and then pulled Haruka toward her body.
Haruka was about to ask the Spanish-speaking blonde again, since she seemed to understand her, but then the woman who was holding her allowed herself possession of Haruka's lips and removed Haruka's clothing without a struggle.
Haruka couldn't hold back anymore. The woman may have been slightly younger than she was, but definitely over eighteen. Haruka let the woman touch her, and eventually came to not care what age the girls may have been.
Malus watched his servants take care of the one that had followed them. She wouldn't cause any problems, he could see that now, and he had no reason to bring harm to her. Besides, if the aqua-haired woman's body was rejected, it would take him less time to attempt coaxing another mate.
Malus waited until the woman who had followed them was completely under the control of his previous mates and then went back to the aqua-haired woman. He stroked her abdomen tenderly and bent down to kiss the woman. None of the others he had brought had ever lasted so long.
She had held it for three months now, and none of the others had lasted more than three weeks. He was beginning to feel something for her that he hadn't felt for the others. Malus had never cared for a human woman after all the years. The women of his kind had long since disappeared , but soon the one who would rule would be born from this aqua-haired woman. She would be called Beryl.
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