"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.
Chủ Nhật, 22 tháng 9, 2013
Pregnant 4
Haruka could have sworn that she had seen a flash of aqua colored
hair as she walked through the mall, but she ignored it. She supposed
that it was just some girl on a vacation from Harajuku, and didn't think
that it could be Michiru.
Haruka continued to pass through mall. She planned to buy Michiru some warmer clothes for night. This winter was far cooler than any she had seen before, but Michiru still continued to wear lingerie for her. Haruka had noticed that she had been looking a bit ill lately. The color had seemed to drain from her skin, and she seemed to always be tired and weak. Haruka stopped at a jewelry shop before she arrived at the one she was really looking for.
Haruka walked into the shop and inspected the engagement rings that they had on display, as she always did when she shopped without Michiru. She always looked to see which kind of ring would look best on her lover's finger. This time, a certain ring really caught her attention.
"Excuse, can I see this one please?" she asked, pointing to the ring that she was interested in.
"Of course sir," the woman over the counter responded.
The woman unlocked the glass case, carefully removed the box, and placed it on the counter.
Michiru would love the ring, Haruka was sure of it. It was having the courage to give it to her that was the problem. Haruka took another good look at the ring. It was a gold ring with a large, perfectly cut aquamarine stone in the middle and small diamonds placed around the rest of the band.
"I'll take it," She decided.
The woman looked strangely at Haruka as she pulled a wad of cash from her wallet. Haruka counted it and then handed it to the woman.
"I'll just take the box."
The woman nodded, still staring at her. She recounted the money. Her eyebrows rose to almost the top of hairline.
"This is too much-"
"Keep the change."
"Would you like a wara-"
Haruka was beginning to become annoyed.
"No, I'm in a hurry so will you please just sell this to me?"
"Yes sir, excuse me."
The woman placed the cash in the register and then handed her the ring box.
"Thank you very much, sir. She's a lucky woman," she said before Haruka left.
"No, I'm the lucky one," Haruka sighed, and left the store.
Haruka completely forgot about buying Michiru the pajamas. She was too deep in thought think about how to propose to Michiru to pay attention to anything else. Haruka didn't think that she could make it very dramatic. She wasn't one for speeches, and she didn't think having a plane write it in the sky would be the right thing. Just asking Michiru to marry her would probably be too sudden.
Haruka was still thinking about what to do when she saw Michiru. She was about to say something when she saw a man approach her. Haruka was about to warn her, but then the man wrapped his arms around her. The man pulled Michiru closer and kissed her check and he seemed to be touching her bellow the waist. Haruka was speechless. Michiru did nothing at all and continued to let the man hold her.
Haruka could not see very much or hear anything from where she was, but what she saw was more than enough. She took a good look at the ring she had bought. Haruka wasn't angry, but she was confused.
Michiru had always had men after her, but she didn't think that she would be unfaithful. Michiru was always so honest with her. Tears began to spill from Haruka's eyes and she quickly wiped them away so that nobody would have the chance to see her cry.
More tears kept coming and eventually Haruka stopped trying to conceal them. Haruka looked back one more time, but there was nobody where the two had been standing. Haruka wiped at her eyes again and looked closer. They were still there, but now they were walking toward a large, black-purple void. After all the enemies she had fought as Sailor Uranus, she had begun to recognize a portal when she saw one.
Haruka sprinted toward them, but Michiru and the man that she had been with had disappeared into it. Haruka finally called Michiru's name, but of course, there was no response.
The swirling portal began to steadily grow smaller. Haruka wanted to follow Michiru and figure out whatever was happening, but after all, Michiru hadn't seemed in the least reluctant to follow the man. Haruka wanted Michiru to be happy, and if she wanted to be with that man, she wouldn't do anything about it.
Haruka looked back into the shrinking black portal. Then something came to her. What kind of man travels in portals? She knew that there must be something wrong and the man was no ordinary human, but her transformation stick had not appeared, so he must not have been a new enemy.
Haruka was not sure of what to do. She was considering leaving the place, but then she stumbled upon something. It was a box identical to the one in her pocket. Haruka bent down and opened it to expose the ring that Michiru had bought. Haruka new that it must have been for her since Michiru knew what her favorite stone was. It didn't look like anything a man would wear, but maybe he had bough it for her.
Haruka didn't think about the second option, though. She placed it alongside its twin in her pocket, and with renewed confidence, reached into the diminishing portal as it closed and let herself be pulled into the void.
Haruka continued to pass through mall. She planned to buy Michiru some warmer clothes for night. This winter was far cooler than any she had seen before, but Michiru still continued to wear lingerie for her. Haruka had noticed that she had been looking a bit ill lately. The color had seemed to drain from her skin, and she seemed to always be tired and weak. Haruka stopped at a jewelry shop before she arrived at the one she was really looking for.
Haruka walked into the shop and inspected the engagement rings that they had on display, as she always did when she shopped without Michiru. She always looked to see which kind of ring would look best on her lover's finger. This time, a certain ring really caught her attention.
"Excuse, can I see this one please?" she asked, pointing to the ring that she was interested in.
"Of course sir," the woman over the counter responded.
The woman unlocked the glass case, carefully removed the box, and placed it on the counter.
Michiru would love the ring, Haruka was sure of it. It was having the courage to give it to her that was the problem. Haruka took another good look at the ring. It was a gold ring with a large, perfectly cut aquamarine stone in the middle and small diamonds placed around the rest of the band.
"I'll take it," She decided.
The woman looked strangely at Haruka as she pulled a wad of cash from her wallet. Haruka counted it and then handed it to the woman.
"I'll just take the box."
The woman nodded, still staring at her. She recounted the money. Her eyebrows rose to almost the top of hairline.
"This is too much-"
"Keep the change."
"Would you like a wara-"
Haruka was beginning to become annoyed.
"No, I'm in a hurry so will you please just sell this to me?"
"Yes sir, excuse me."
The woman placed the cash in the register and then handed her the ring box.
"Thank you very much, sir. She's a lucky woman," she said before Haruka left.
"No, I'm the lucky one," Haruka sighed, and left the store.
Haruka completely forgot about buying Michiru the pajamas. She was too deep in thought think about how to propose to Michiru to pay attention to anything else. Haruka didn't think that she could make it very dramatic. She wasn't one for speeches, and she didn't think having a plane write it in the sky would be the right thing. Just asking Michiru to marry her would probably be too sudden.
Haruka was still thinking about what to do when she saw Michiru. She was about to say something when she saw a man approach her. Haruka was about to warn her, but then the man wrapped his arms around her. The man pulled Michiru closer and kissed her check and he seemed to be touching her bellow the waist. Haruka was speechless. Michiru did nothing at all and continued to let the man hold her.
Haruka could not see very much or hear anything from where she was, but what she saw was more than enough. She took a good look at the ring she had bought. Haruka wasn't angry, but she was confused.
Michiru had always had men after her, but she didn't think that she would be unfaithful. Michiru was always so honest with her. Tears began to spill from Haruka's eyes and she quickly wiped them away so that nobody would have the chance to see her cry.
More tears kept coming and eventually Haruka stopped trying to conceal them. Haruka looked back one more time, but there was nobody where the two had been standing. Haruka wiped at her eyes again and looked closer. They were still there, but now they were walking toward a large, black-purple void. After all the enemies she had fought as Sailor Uranus, she had begun to recognize a portal when she saw one.
Haruka sprinted toward them, but Michiru and the man that she had been with had disappeared into it. Haruka finally called Michiru's name, but of course, there was no response.
The swirling portal began to steadily grow smaller. Haruka wanted to follow Michiru and figure out whatever was happening, but after all, Michiru hadn't seemed in the least reluctant to follow the man. Haruka wanted Michiru to be happy, and if she wanted to be with that man, she wouldn't do anything about it.
Haruka looked back into the shrinking black portal. Then something came to her. What kind of man travels in portals? She knew that there must be something wrong and the man was no ordinary human, but her transformation stick had not appeared, so he must not have been a new enemy.
Haruka was not sure of what to do. She was considering leaving the place, but then she stumbled upon something. It was a box identical to the one in her pocket. Haruka bent down and opened it to expose the ring that Michiru had bought. Haruka new that it must have been for her since Michiru knew what her favorite stone was. It didn't look like anything a man would wear, but maybe he had bough it for her.
Haruka didn't think about the second option, though. She placed it alongside its twin in her pocket, and with renewed confidence, reached into the diminishing portal as it closed and let herself be pulled into the void.
Pregnant 3
Michiru took a tampon from one of the several boxes she kept in the
bathroom. She unwrapped the object, pushed the applicator all the way,
and let the cotton wad fall into the toilet. Michiru flushed it and
placed the empty barrel and the wrapper in the waste bin in a way that
Haruka could see them when she emptied the trash.
Michiru knew that Haruka would not touch her there if she thought that she was on her period and it was about time that she would normally be having one.
Haruka would be gone for a few more hours, so Michiru thought that she would go shopping to look for a birthday gift for Haruka. Her birthday was only in two weeks. Michiru always made love to her partner on that day, and she would make it even more special since it might be their last time, but she simply wanted to buy her something more meaningful than a new pair of boxers this year.
The woman took the purse that best fit her white overcoat and slipped on a pair of matching heels. She put an apple into her bag on the way to her car in case she felt too lightheaded to drive. Michiru decided that she was not quite dizzy enough to be a danger on the road and headed toward one of the city's large shopping centers.
Michiru was deep in thought about what to buy and her hands slipped from the wheel as she momentarily let her mind wander. Her attention came back as several cars blared their horns at her. Michiru shot back to attention and barely missed slamming into one of the parking lot ramp supports.
Michiru took the first parking space she saw even though it was much further from the mall's entrance than she would have liked. She pulled the apple from her purse and bit hastily into it so that she wouldn't cause any more disturbances. If she had an accident and had to go to the hospital, Haruka would be told of her pregnancy. Michiru waited in the car for five minutes to let the food settle a bit before she dared to enter the mall. She still felt sick, but she knew that she would be able to handle herself better.
Michiru didn't see anything that she thought Haruka would like until she came to one of the fine jewelry stores. There was a gold band embedded with an amber stone in the center on display. As much as Michiru wanted to get the ring, she decided against it. Haruka was likely to take it as a token of deeper commitment, and Michiru knew that she would see it as a cruel joke if she left the day after giving her such a gift.
Michiru passed the store and continued through the mall to find something more discreet. Michiru didn't find a thing after going through the entirety of the huge complex. She was even more drawn to the ring on the way back. She wasn't sure why, but Michiru went into the store, paid the full cost in cash, and left with the ring box in her pocket.
Michiru was about to get back into her car when a gentle hand was placed on her shoulder. The man drew her back toward him and pulled her into an embrace.
"Michiru, it's time to go," the soft, feminine voice whispered into her ear.
Michiru straightened in the grasp. "Please, two more weeks, Haruka-"
"No, I can't let you do that," the voice continued.
"Haruka will be so wor--"
The man pulled her closer and let go of her shoulder to stroke her slightly raised abdomen.
"I though we had an agreement. Do I need to show you more?"
"Please, please just two more-"
"You wouldn't have any reason to stay if she was no longer in this world. I could take care of that problem in only a moment, but since you were so obedient, I though I would give you the privilege to say your farewells and let the one that you feel so much for to continue to exist in this world."
"Her birthday-"
The world around Michiru suddenly changed from the environment of the mall's parking to her own bedroom. She could see Haruka on the bed looking at the latest issue of her F1 racing magazine.
Michiru saw her lover drop the magazine and start to clutch at her throat as her blue-green eyes bulged in terror. Michiru closed her own eyes, but she still could see Haruka's face turning blue as she suffocated. Michiru found that all she could do was see the vision and she could not do anything to stop what was happening. Haruka let one more desperate gurgling sound before she fell down on the bed with her glazy, terrified eyes focused on Michiru.
The man holding Michiru chuckled lightly and brought Michiru back from the third of Haruka's possible deaths that he had shown to get her to comply. The man led her toward the portal that had appeared at the front of the car and the woman who carried his child stepped through without another word.
Michiru knew that Haruka would not touch her there if she thought that she was on her period and it was about time that she would normally be having one.
Haruka would be gone for a few more hours, so Michiru thought that she would go shopping to look for a birthday gift for Haruka. Her birthday was only in two weeks. Michiru always made love to her partner on that day, and she would make it even more special since it might be their last time, but she simply wanted to buy her something more meaningful than a new pair of boxers this year.
The woman took the purse that best fit her white overcoat and slipped on a pair of matching heels. She put an apple into her bag on the way to her car in case she felt too lightheaded to drive. Michiru decided that she was not quite dizzy enough to be a danger on the road and headed toward one of the city's large shopping centers.
Michiru was deep in thought about what to buy and her hands slipped from the wheel as she momentarily let her mind wander. Her attention came back as several cars blared their horns at her. Michiru shot back to attention and barely missed slamming into one of the parking lot ramp supports.
Michiru took the first parking space she saw even though it was much further from the mall's entrance than she would have liked. She pulled the apple from her purse and bit hastily into it so that she wouldn't cause any more disturbances. If she had an accident and had to go to the hospital, Haruka would be told of her pregnancy. Michiru waited in the car for five minutes to let the food settle a bit before she dared to enter the mall. She still felt sick, but she knew that she would be able to handle herself better.
Michiru didn't see anything that she thought Haruka would like until she came to one of the fine jewelry stores. There was a gold band embedded with an amber stone in the center on display. As much as Michiru wanted to get the ring, she decided against it. Haruka was likely to take it as a token of deeper commitment, and Michiru knew that she would see it as a cruel joke if she left the day after giving her such a gift.
Michiru passed the store and continued through the mall to find something more discreet. Michiru didn't find a thing after going through the entirety of the huge complex. She was even more drawn to the ring on the way back. She wasn't sure why, but Michiru went into the store, paid the full cost in cash, and left with the ring box in her pocket.
Michiru was about to get back into her car when a gentle hand was placed on her shoulder. The man drew her back toward him and pulled her into an embrace.
"Michiru, it's time to go," the soft, feminine voice whispered into her ear.
Michiru straightened in the grasp. "Please, two more weeks, Haruka-"
"No, I can't let you do that," the voice continued.
"Haruka will be so wor--"
The man pulled her closer and let go of her shoulder to stroke her slightly raised abdomen.
"I though we had an agreement. Do I need to show you more?"
"Please, please just two more-"
"You wouldn't have any reason to stay if she was no longer in this world. I could take care of that problem in only a moment, but since you were so obedient, I though I would give you the privilege to say your farewells and let the one that you feel so much for to continue to exist in this world."
"Her birthday-"
The world around Michiru suddenly changed from the environment of the mall's parking to her own bedroom. She could see Haruka on the bed looking at the latest issue of her F1 racing magazine.
Michiru saw her lover drop the magazine and start to clutch at her throat as her blue-green eyes bulged in terror. Michiru closed her own eyes, but she still could see Haruka's face turning blue as she suffocated. Michiru found that all she could do was see the vision and she could not do anything to stop what was happening. Haruka let one more desperate gurgling sound before she fell down on the bed with her glazy, terrified eyes focused on Michiru.
The man holding Michiru chuckled lightly and brought Michiru back from the third of Haruka's possible deaths that he had shown to get her to comply. The man led her toward the portal that had appeared at the front of the car and the woman who carried his child stepped through without another word.
Thứ Tư, 18 tháng 9, 2013
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Michiru had hoped that Haruka would see her that morning, but she hadn't
noticed that she had been eating kikurage, and it was one of her least
favorite foods. She knew that she had been acting oddly the previous
night and she had made things seem even more suspicious. Michiru's goal
was to stay with Haruka as long as she could, and she knew that in a few
months, her belly would be too large to be explained by a few extra
snacks. Michiru waited until she heard Haruka turn on the shower before
she went into one of the five downstairs bathrooms.
She pinned up her hair before she pulled up the toilet set. Michiru stuck one of her fingers down her throat as far as she could and then she released the contents of her stomach. She rinsed her mouth with water from the sink and brushed her teeth with one of the spare toothbrushes Haruka kept in the room. She brushed for several minutes to be sure that Haruka wouldn't notice any stomach acid on her breath when she kissed her.
Michiru hadn't eaten much since she knew that she was pregnant, or actually, she hadn't kept much in her stomach. She ate only enough to keep from passing out. She hoped that after letting Haruka see her eat like that, she would be expected to gain some weight. Michiru thought that she was about two months pregnant and she was trying to keep the baby as small as possible without resorting to drugs. She didn't want the baby, but she also didn't have the heart to destroy an innocent life. It was bad enough that she would have to hurt Haruka when it all became too apparent. The woman dabbed her tears with a wad of toilet paper and flushed it down along with the vomit. She undid her hair and walked back up to the bedroom in her most normal manner.
The woman was about to climb back into bed when the shower stopped. Michiru quickly pulled the covers over her body and closed her eyes. Haruka stepped out of the bathroom a moment later. And quietly crossed the room to her dresser and pulled out a clean pair of boxers and a tight training bra. Haruka pulled them on, went to another drawer and took out a pair of sweat pants. Haruka went over to Michiru and kissed her cheek.
"I love you," she whispered, kissing Michiru's ear. Then she went outside to run some laps.
Haruka's words made Michiru feel even worse and she couldn't find any sleep. By the time that Haruka came back into the room and took another shower, it was after the time that she normally got up. Michiru was sitting on the made bed when Haruka came out of the bathroom this time.
"Want a massage, Haruka?" Michiru asked in a sensual tone.
Haruka smiled and helped herself to an eyeful as Michiru undid her silk robe and sifted her short blond hair with her hand.
"I don't think I'd mind."
Michiru patted the bed beside her.
"Lie on your back.
Haruka obeyed and let Michiru rub her shoulders from the front. Michiru always preferred to do it that way so that she could gaze into Haruka's lovely eyes. After a few moments, Haruka began to give Mcihiru a massage of her own. Michiru allowed Haruka to fondle her backside as she let her hands wander slightly below Haruka's shoulders. Michiru reached over to her nightstand while she still straddled Haruka and grabbed the tube of body oil. Michiru rubbed the substance into Haruka flesh while she let Haruka penetrate her with her fingers. Michiru kissed Haruka's lips to distract her lover's fingers. As much as she had loved the gentle touch, it just didn't feel right anymore.
Haruka wrapped her arms around Michiru's waist as she had hoped she would, and brought her in closer for an even deeper kiss. Michiru let Haruka kiss her for several minutes, before she pushed lightly on her partner's relatively flat chest to signal that she wanted to stop.
"Haruka, didn't you want to go to that drifting thing toady? You're going to be late."
Haruka looked at her clock and jumped of the bed. She quickly tossed on casual-wear and combed her disheavled hair back into her normal style. She sprayed on a bit of cologne and they looked back at Michiru who was still gazing at her with an amused expression.
"Are you sure that you don't want to come?"
"I don't like that sort of thing, Haruka. You know that the only reason why I would go to watch cars is if you were in one of them," Michiru answered coyly.
"You're really missing out," Haruka suggested.
Michiru smiled, but didn't say anything.
Haruka sighed. "Do you want me to bring you anything?" she asked before she left the room.
Michiru refrained from listing several of the foods that she had recently been craving and shook her head.
"No, I'm fine. Have a good time, Haruka."
She pinned up her hair before she pulled up the toilet set. Michiru stuck one of her fingers down her throat as far as she could and then she released the contents of her stomach. She rinsed her mouth with water from the sink and brushed her teeth with one of the spare toothbrushes Haruka kept in the room. She brushed for several minutes to be sure that Haruka wouldn't notice any stomach acid on her breath when she kissed her.
Michiru hadn't eaten much since she knew that she was pregnant, or actually, she hadn't kept much in her stomach. She ate only enough to keep from passing out. She hoped that after letting Haruka see her eat like that, she would be expected to gain some weight. Michiru thought that she was about two months pregnant and she was trying to keep the baby as small as possible without resorting to drugs. She didn't want the baby, but she also didn't have the heart to destroy an innocent life. It was bad enough that she would have to hurt Haruka when it all became too apparent. The woman dabbed her tears with a wad of toilet paper and flushed it down along with the vomit. She undid her hair and walked back up to the bedroom in her most normal manner.
The woman was about to climb back into bed when the shower stopped. Michiru quickly pulled the covers over her body and closed her eyes. Haruka stepped out of the bathroom a moment later. And quietly crossed the room to her dresser and pulled out a clean pair of boxers and a tight training bra. Haruka pulled them on, went to another drawer and took out a pair of sweat pants. Haruka went over to Michiru and kissed her cheek.
"I love you," she whispered, kissing Michiru's ear. Then she went outside to run some laps.
Haruka's words made Michiru feel even worse and she couldn't find any sleep. By the time that Haruka came back into the room and took another shower, it was after the time that she normally got up. Michiru was sitting on the made bed when Haruka came out of the bathroom this time.
"Want a massage, Haruka?" Michiru asked in a sensual tone.
Haruka smiled and helped herself to an eyeful as Michiru undid her silk robe and sifted her short blond hair with her hand.
"I don't think I'd mind."
Michiru patted the bed beside her.
"Lie on your back.
Haruka obeyed and let Michiru rub her shoulders from the front. Michiru always preferred to do it that way so that she could gaze into Haruka's lovely eyes. After a few moments, Haruka began to give Mcihiru a massage of her own. Michiru allowed Haruka to fondle her backside as she let her hands wander slightly below Haruka's shoulders. Michiru reached over to her nightstand while she still straddled Haruka and grabbed the tube of body oil. Michiru rubbed the substance into Haruka flesh while she let Haruka penetrate her with her fingers. Michiru kissed Haruka's lips to distract her lover's fingers. As much as she had loved the gentle touch, it just didn't feel right anymore.
Haruka wrapped her arms around Michiru's waist as she had hoped she would, and brought her in closer for an even deeper kiss. Michiru let Haruka kiss her for several minutes, before she pushed lightly on her partner's relatively flat chest to signal that she wanted to stop.
"Haruka, didn't you want to go to that drifting thing toady? You're going to be late."
Haruka looked at her clock and jumped of the bed. She quickly tossed on casual-wear and combed her disheavled hair back into her normal style. She sprayed on a bit of cologne and they looked back at Michiru who was still gazing at her with an amused expression.
"Are you sure that you don't want to come?"
"I don't like that sort of thing, Haruka. You know that the only reason why I would go to watch cars is if you were in one of them," Michiru answered coyly.
"You're really missing out," Haruka suggested.
Michiru smiled, but didn't say anything.
Haruka sighed. "Do you want me to bring you anything?" she asked before she left the room.
Michiru refrained from listing several of the foods that she had recently been craving and shook her head.
"No, I'm fine. Have a good time, Haruka."
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"I love you, Michiru."
"I know you do."
Haruka chuckled and waited for the answer that she was looking for.
"I love you too, Haruka. Good night."
"Good night?"
Michiru blushed and rolled to her side of the bed so that she would not have to face her lover.
"I'm a bit tired."
Haruka Tenoh leaned over Michiru Kaioh and gently placed the back of her hand against her lover's forehead.
"Are you feeling alright?" Haruka moved her hand and stared worriedly at Michiru. Her skin was glimmering with sweat,
"I'm fine, just tired." Michiru actually seemed a bit agitated.
Haruka withdrew and leaned against her pillow. She clapped her hands twice to deactivate the lights.
"Good night."
The bed was empty when Haruka got up to prepare breakfast at six in the morning. Michiru was never up before Haruka. The half of the bed where Michiru had been sleeping was cool and showed no sign of body heat. Haruka rubbed her head, removed her boxer shorts form between her buttocks and went downstairs. Michiru was sitting at the kitchen table. It was strewn with plates and containers that had previously contained left-overs from meals and an empty ice cream pint. Michiru was about to place another morsel into her mouth when she spotted Haruka staring at her from the banister.
"So that's where it's all been disappearing to."
Michiru dropped her chopsticks and pushed the nearest plate away in an attempt to hide the evidence of her porking episode.
Haruka smiled. "I like a woman with an appetite."
Michiru began to move the dishes to the sink, but Haruka continued down the stairs and stopped her.
"I'll take care of it. I don't suppose you'll want to me to fix you anything else?"
Haruka took the rest of the plates to the sink while Michiru stood aside in embarrassed silence.
"Haruka, would you still stay with me if I was fat?"
"You don't even need to ask. Of course I would." Haruka didn't mention that it was Michiru who was staying at her place. "If anything, you could gain a few pounds."
Haruka took a glance at one of the dishes she was carrying.
"Michiru? You know this is kikurage?" Haruka pointed to the dark mushrooms on the plate that she had been eating from. "I thought you hated kikurage."
"I guess that they aren't that bad when you're hungry."
"Ah," Haruka sighed, as she finished removing the dishes and throwing away the empty pint. "Michiru, if there is anything that you need to say, I'll always be here to listen." With that, Haruka left her lover standing in the kitchen, and went back up to their room to take a shower.
"I know you do."
Haruka chuckled and waited for the answer that she was looking for.
"I love you too, Haruka. Good night."
"Good night?"
Michiru blushed and rolled to her side of the bed so that she would not have to face her lover.
"I'm a bit tired."
Haruka Tenoh leaned over Michiru Kaioh and gently placed the back of her hand against her lover's forehead.
"Are you feeling alright?" Haruka moved her hand and stared worriedly at Michiru. Her skin was glimmering with sweat,
"I'm fine, just tired." Michiru actually seemed a bit agitated.
Haruka withdrew and leaned against her pillow. She clapped her hands twice to deactivate the lights.
"Good night."
The bed was empty when Haruka got up to prepare breakfast at six in the morning. Michiru was never up before Haruka. The half of the bed where Michiru had been sleeping was cool and showed no sign of body heat. Haruka rubbed her head, removed her boxer shorts form between her buttocks and went downstairs. Michiru was sitting at the kitchen table. It was strewn with plates and containers that had previously contained left-overs from meals and an empty ice cream pint. Michiru was about to place another morsel into her mouth when she spotted Haruka staring at her from the banister.
"So that's where it's all been disappearing to."
Michiru dropped her chopsticks and pushed the nearest plate away in an attempt to hide the evidence of her porking episode.
Haruka smiled. "I like a woman with an appetite."
Michiru began to move the dishes to the sink, but Haruka continued down the stairs and stopped her.
"I'll take care of it. I don't suppose you'll want to me to fix you anything else?"
Haruka took the rest of the plates to the sink while Michiru stood aside in embarrassed silence.
"Haruka, would you still stay with me if I was fat?"
"You don't even need to ask. Of course I would." Haruka didn't mention that it was Michiru who was staying at her place. "If anything, you could gain a few pounds."
Haruka took a glance at one of the dishes she was carrying.
"Michiru? You know this is kikurage?" Haruka pointed to the dark mushrooms on the plate that she had been eating from. "I thought you hated kikurage."
"I guess that they aren't that bad when you're hungry."
"Ah," Haruka sighed, as she finished removing the dishes and throwing away the empty pint. "Michiru, if there is anything that you need to say, I'll always be here to listen." With that, Haruka left her lover standing in the kitchen, and went back up to their room to take a shower.
Thứ Tư, 8 tháng 5, 2013
7 Days in the Life of My Family by Hotaru Tomoe
Chapter Eight: Sunday.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters.
Well, today turned out to be a lot more exciting than I could have ever imagined. It started out being really boring, and ended with a bit of excitement and a bit of personal redemption thrown in.
Today was the wedding anniversary of Mr. And Mrs. Kaioh, Michiru-mamas' parents and they were holding the party, as always, at a hotel in downtown Tokyo. We were in the grand ballroom of one of the best hotels in Japan, a real cause to celebrate right? You would think so, but then you don't know Michiru-mama's family. Unfortunately we do.
I have met the families of both Michiru-mama and Haruka-papa a few times. Haruka-papa's family is how should I put this, a bit strange. But I mean strange in a nice way, kind of like The Addams Family (do I watch too many American shows?). They are nice people, but completely whacko nonetheless. Michiru-mama's family on the other hand, well they make my (and Haruka-papa's, and Setsuna-mama's) skin crawl sometimes.
They are fairly wealthy businesspeople for the most part. And for the most part they all act like they're royalty. Kind of like Kimyo's ex-friends basically. Michiru-mama is one of the exceptions thankfully. I'll talk about a few of the others in a bit.
We got up fairly early in the morning to have time to prepare ourselves. We each put on our 'Sunday best' as it were.
Michiru-mama tried to make a brave show of it, but wasn't doing a good job of it. Her parents didn't approve her relationship with Haruka-papa at all, and only tolerated her because of Michiru-mama. Setsuna-mama they kept pestering to see if she had found a husband yet, and occasionally would introduce her to some nephew or cousin, or whatever. Usually these guys were total jerks who, for the most part, were only interested in 'getting her in the sack' as Minako put it.
Suffice it to say, if, by some miracle they went out on a date together, a rare occurrence, these jerks usually
a) got slapped,
b) got left in the restaurant,
c) got the crap kicked out of them by Haruka-papa, Setsuna-mama, or, on two occasions, Michiru-mama, or
d) all of the above. D only happened once and it's a long story with some pending legal issues attached.
Then, of course, there's me. They're favorite, if adopted, granddaughter, their only granddaughter in fact. Another little detail they hold against Haruka-papa.
They treat me well enough, nice presents on my birthday and at Christmas time, but on their last two anniversaries, they kept showing Michiru-mama and I off to the rest of their family and associates while snubbing poor Haruka-papa completely.
Setsuna-mama was too busy fending of Michiru-mama's drunken Uncle to help us. I have never seen Michiru-mama get so mad before or since. I don't know exactly what she and Haruka-papa said to them after last year, but she did make them promise that this year would be different.
One thing that would be different was that I would at least be sitting at the same table with Haruka-papa, and Setsuna-mama, and not at the 'kiddie' table. And we would be seated at the front of the room, near the head table, where Michiru-mama would be sitting with her parents. Last year Haruka-papa was at the back with a gaggle of distant cousins, while Setsuna-mama got to sit with Uncle 'Lush' as she called him, and I was stuck at the kids table.
On the plus side, there were only a dozen kids ranging from 15 (the oldest boy), to 6 (a young girl). The problem was, they all treated me like dirt, well the 5 that actually talked to me anyway, because I was adopted. Then there were the 2, 13-year old boys who were making passes at me! Ignoring the fact that they were unattractive, pimple-faced, buck-toothed geeks, they were also the most obnoxious jerks I have ever met.
There was one other kid there, a girl my age, but she got to sit with her parents owing to the fact that she was blind. I talked to her and her folks, and they're all really nice people. Yuko Minaguchi has been blind since she was 6 years old, but she has learned to accept her blindness and compensate for it. She is a gifted writer and she has emailed me a few of her stories and poems. I read a few of mine to her and she really enjoyed them. I hoped she would be there at the hotel.
We tried to get out of going. Haruka-papa tried her 'going to the racetrack excuse', among other things. Michiru-mama whispered something to her about not getting something and Haruka-papa backed down. Setsuna-mama tried her 'going to the time gate' excuse, and backed down when Michiru-mama shot her a look that scared all of us. I just kept quiet and concentrated on my Game Boy.
Haruka-papa and Setsuna-mama even tried to contact Usagi and the others to bail us out. Her idea was that they would page us about a Yoma attack about two hours into the party and we would make an excuse and leave. Michiru-mama found out and, well she wasn't happy to put it mildly. I could hear her yelling at Setsuna-mama and Haruka-papa from outside, with the doors and windows shut. I just sat on a patio chair and played with my Game Boy.
But I digress. We put on our best clothes and went out to the car. Michiru-mama was happy and cheerful, at least on the outside, while Haruka-papa, Setsuna-mama, and I looked like we were being marched off to our executions. We piled in and drove off, but not at the normal speed that Haruka-papa drove at. Today she drove, well, like a normal person. The fact that it was raining heavily and would get worse as the day wore on didn't help things.
We went into town and made our way to the hotel. It's a really nice hotel, a four star hotel according to Setsuna-mama. I asked her how she knew that and she smiled and handed me a tour guide to the best hotels in Tokyo that was opened to that particular page. Silly me.
We arrived and Haruka-papa reluctantly handed the car keys over to the valet. She would only allow Michiru-mama, and, very rarely, Setsuna-mama to drive her 'baby'. People have accused her of loving her car more than me. I say its' not true, you can't give a car ice cream, or read to it for one thing.
The four of us signed in and made our way up to the grand ballroom. A few employees were outside the door, and a few assorted cousins were heading in. Michiru-mama greeted them warmly and they replied in kind. Well at least to Michiru-mama anyway. Sigh. Some things never change I guess.
The four of us went into the ballroom. It was fairly crowded with Michiru-mamas' family and her Dad's business associates. She was and greeting everyone warmly as we made our way towards her parents, while the rest of us did our best to try and fit in. I saw a few people point and make comments about us as we passed by. One of the cousins who tried going out with Setsuna-mama walked up and started making a pest of himself but moved on when he saw the look that Haruka-papa flashed him. He was one of the luckier ones; he only got ditched in the middle of dinner. A few of the unluckier ones saw us and stayed where they were.
Uncle 'Lush' was there as well, but he was preoccupied with wife #5 or 6, I think. She was just his type, beautiful, buxom, and brainless according to Haruka-papa. My two 'suitors' were there as well. They were still the same bucktoothed geeks I remember, only slightly taller. Oh well, I thought at the time, I could get some practice in from Makoto's martial arts training after all today. I walked past them ignoring them as much as I could, trying not to shudder as I realized the jerks were looking at my chest. Both Haruka-papa and Setsuna-mama noticed them and gave them menacing looks as well. They took the hint and scurried away. Then we finally reached Michiru-mama's parents.
"Michiru! Oh my baby girl, come and hug your mama!" Mrs. Kaioh cried as she came up with her arms outstretched, Mr. Kaioh behind her.
"Hello, Mom. Hello, Dad." Michiru-mama smiled warmly as she embraced her parents.
"Oh and you've brought your adorable little girl with you. How sweet." Grandma Kaioh as I called her smiled warmly and swept me up in a hug and planted a kiss on my cheek. Grandpa Kaioh did the same. They fawned over me saying how cute I looked, how I've grown, etc. I stood there smiling on the outside, and praying for a sudden Yoma attack on the inside.
Setsuna-mama they greeted warmly as well, asking her about her job, her love life, and weather or not they could set her up with yet another cousin/nephew/business associate's son. She answered all of their questions politely enough, and politely but firmly refused to be set up on another blind date, thank you very much. I could tell she was hoping for some monster to show up as well.
Haruka-papa they greeted warmly enough, but relations between them were still a bit strained. We all hoped that this day wouldn't end badly, like last year.
Michiru-mama went with her parents to the head table, while the rest of us were shown to our table. To my surprise and delight, we were seated with Yuko and her parents. I started to hope that this wouldn't be so bad after all. Silly me.
But I put a brave face on it as we went up to our table. "Yuko! It's me, Hotaru!" I said with a warm smile and a wave to her parents. Setsuna-mama and Haruka-papa did the same.
"Hotaru! Hello, great to have another friendly person here." Yuko smiled and turned in the direction of my voice as I sat down beside her. Her parents smiled at as we sat down with them, and soon we were all happily getting re-acquainted.
"Nice of you to come and join us Hotaru, along with at least two of your parents anyway." Mr. Minaguchi said warmly.
"I'm sure Michi would join us if she had a choice in the matter." Haruka-papa stated with a glance at Michiru-mama. She looked uncomfortable as she sat with her parents, but managed to smile warmly at us as we looked over at her. We waved back. She waved back and went back to talking to her parents and the others at the table.
Mrs. Minaguchi smiled. "Don't worry I'm sure she'll be able to get away from them long enough to drop by."
"I hope so." I replied. Setsuna-mama squeezed my shoulder.
"She will, don't worry." She smiled reassuringly as a waiter came by offering us drinks and giving us each a menu. I helped Yuko with hers as we sat there. On the plus side, the food here is great, not as good as Makoto's or Michiru-mama's cooking, but good enough. The choices were limited but the quality was good. Yuko and I both ordered the chicken dinner. The waiter offered me a glass of milk instead of the white or red wine that was being served. I passed on the milk and asked for a glass of ginger ale instead.
"I'd forgotten that you didn't like milk, Hotaru." Yuko said.
"I'm lactose intolerant actually." I replied. "It kind of limits what I can and can't eat."
"Could've fooled me. I swear she eats more than I do some days." Haruka-papa said with a smile and a wink.
"Can I help if I'm a growing girl?" I replied with mock indignation.
"And I've seen you pack away enough of Michiru-mama's cooking."
"Hey! She loves to cook and I love to eat. One of the reasons I love her so much, other than the great…ouch! Setsuna!" Haruka-papa didn't finish what she was about to say, something to do with Setsuna-mama pinching her arm I think. She sat there looking innocent. I sighed. I can't take them anywhere.
Yuko leaned over and whispered in my ear. "Um, dare I ask what Haruka was about to say?" She and her parents knew about Haruka-papa and Michiru-mama's relationship.
I whispered back to her and she looked a bit embarrassed that Haruka-papa would be so forward and said so.
"Trust me, she's a laugh a minute sometimes." I replied.
Haruka-papa glared at me for a moment, then laughed.
Dinner arrived as we talked about the report I was writing, and everything I had done this past week. (Well most of it anyway.) Yuko and her parents were surprised when I told them about Haruka-papa taking me for a ride in a racecar and laughed when I told them about what happened afterwards. I stared to talk about my day at the amusement park with Setsuna-mama and my friends. She even showed them the medallion I had won for her. I started to talk about what else happened that day, but paused and looked at Setsuna-mama. She looked a bit sad again but she picked up the story when I faltered a bit.
"I admitted to Hotaru and our friends that I can't have children." She admitted with a slightly sad look. Haruka-papa put a hand on her shoulder.
"Oh my poor dear, that's terrible." Mrs. Minaguchi said sadly.
"That's okay. She has every right to know. She is my daughter after all." I took Setsuna-mama's hand as she said this.
"Well, I think she was very brave to admit her problem in the first place." Yuko stated firmly.
"Thank you Yuko, that means a lot to me." Setsuna-mama stood and went over and embraced Yuko. Michiru-mama saw this from where she was sitting and looked at us with a what's going on? Expression. Haruka-papa scribbled a quick note and handed it to a waiter to hand to Michiru-mama. She read it and nodded in understanding as she stuck the note in her purse.
Dinner and desert were finished, and it was time for the speeches. There was one speaker who turned out to be quite funny but he was the only one alas. The last speaker before Grandpa Kaioh practically put everyone into a coma. I woke up near the end of his speech and tried to duck out to go to the bathroom. But Grandpa Kaioh got up to the podium along with Grandma Kaioh and insisted that Michiru-mama and I join him. Man, this wasn't my day.
Grandpa Kaioh started his speech. Did I mention that he could be a pretentious old windbag? Well I am now. I stood there feeling very, and as I was told afterwards, looking uncomfortable. Haruka-papa and Setsuna-mama saw my discomfort and signaled to Michiru-mama. She noticed and tried to tell Grandma Kaioh but was told to keep quiet. Great. This was worse than last year. I stood trying to project my thoughts into him. Hey you old windbag! Wrap it up will you? I gotta go!
Maybe he heard me, or Grandma Kaioh finally saw how uncomfortable I was, but Michiru-mama talked to her again and then whispered to me: "hurry back."
I tried not to sprint to the washroom, but I was almost running. I paused by the table long enough to get my purse from Setsuna-mama. "Death Ribbon Revolution." I growled quietly out of the corner of my mouth. She chuckled and patted me on the arm as I left.
"What did she say?" I heard Yuko ask. Oops, I keep forgetting how good her hearing is. But I didn't worry about it as I headed for the restroom.
After doing my thing, I washed up and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked as tired as I felt. I looked at my watch and groaned. It was only 2:30 P.M. I splashed some cold water in my face and touched up my make-up. "This is going to be a long day." I muttered out loud to no one in particular.
Suddenly, I heard a lot of loud noises from the direction of the ballroom. There were several loud pops and people screaming. My first thought was that the brats were even more bored than I had thought and were setting off firecrackers. Then I realized that those weren't firecrackers, they were gunshots!
As quietly as I could I opened the door a crack and peeked out. I could see several armed people running around waving guns and making everyone lie on the floor. Then a man and a woman, each carrying pistols, came out and closed the doors. I quickly retreated into the bathroom, and into a stall. I closed the door behind me and sat on the toilet and pulled my feet off the floor.
I'll admit it I was scared to death. What do I do? I have to help them somehow. What do I do? I was nearly hyperventilating at this point. I calmed myself down, just like Rei taught me. Then it hit me, I needed help from the others. But how was I going to do it without blowing my identity? I couldn't worry about that now, I had to help my family. Digging through my purse, I found my Transformation Wand.
"Saturn Planet Power, Make-Up!" I said as quietly as I could. In a flash that I hoped couldn't be noticed, I transformed into Sailor Saturn. Now I could call the others, but I needed to get out of the restroom first.
I peeked out the door and noticed that the one guard, the woman, was gone. The man was still there by the door, pistol in one hand cigarette in the other. He was seated on a chair by the door and facing the other way. He then got a call on his radio and he got up and went back into the ballroom.
Thanking every deity I could think of, I exited the restroom and looked for the exit. I saw the door behind me and went upstairs. We were on the floor that was second from the top, and I headed for the top floor. The stairwell I was in went up to the roof I noticed. I exited onto the top floor and looked around seeing no one. The hotel was in the middle of renovating a few of the suites up here and I managed to get into an unoccupied suite that had been freshly painted and had no furniture. I thanked the deities again and called the others, remembering that all of them were at Rei's.
Usagi answered as soon as I called. "Hotaru! How are you?" She noticed I was in my Senshi uniform. "Is something wrong?" She asked, starting to get alarmed.
I quickly told her and the others that a bunch of armed gunmen had invaded the hotel and had taken several hostages, including my parents. They all gasped in shock, and told me that they would transform immediately, and teleport to my location as soon as possible.
"Hurry, Usagi, please!" I begged her.
"Don't worry, Hotaru. We'll be there soon." Usagi assured me.
"Just keep your channel open and we'll teleport to your location." Ami added.
"Be strong Hotaru!" Makoto added.
"Thanks, just hurry!" I said. As I was waiting, I looked around the room and saw a bunch of paint and other stuff. I also saw a phone there, and it was still working. I immediately called the police. After telling them my name and location they told me that they were already on their way after hearing reports of gunfire. Most of the hotel had already been evacuated except for the top two floors. I begged for them to hurry for my families' sake. They assured me that they would and told me to keep myself hidden.
"You're a very brave girl." The operator told me before we hung up.
The others weren't there yet and I looked at the painter's stuff again. Finally an idea to protect our secret identities came to me. I remembered from last year that this hotel had several spotlights on the roof that they turned on at night. I found a big piece of cardboard and a felt pen and started drawing. I rummaged through the stuff for a few other things and found some duct tape, but no scissors or a knife.
I sat there scratching my head for a minute then I looked at my Silence Glaive. It was awkward cutting, and I had to draw a second time, but I managed to get what I wanted without cutting myself. This Glaive of mine does come in handy sometimes.
Usagi and the others finally arrived, as I was finishing up. I told them the situation and gave them an idea how many goons there were. Ami used her computer to find the plans of the hotel and we studied them intently.
"Best thing we can do is draw them outside the ballroom one or two at a time and take them out." Ami stated.
"That sounds good to me." Makoto said, cracking her knuckles.
"We can't just come crashing in and blast them?" Minako asked.
"No we can't. These goons aren't Yoma. We can't just blast them because they are human beings. We can't kill them." Usagi firmly stated.
"Besides, if we do they'll start shooting people, including Hotaru's family." Rei added, putting her hand on my shoulder. I looked at her and nodded.
"Ok, that makes sense." Minako looked over at the object I had finished cutting out. "What's that for?" She asked, pointing at the object. I quickly explained my plan to them and they all smiled.
"Great idea!" Usagi smiled.
"That's almost crazy enough to work. Where did you get that idea from?" Ami asked.
"Um, from an old American TV show." I replied. They all laughed.
"Okay here's what we'll do: Ami and Rei head to the roof to work on Hotaru's plan, and the rest of us will head downstairs to start taking out some goons. Let's go!" Usagi commanded.
"Right!" We all chorused. We moved to the stairwell and split up. Rei and Ami both smiled and gave me a thumbs-up sign as they went to the roof. The rest of us went downstairs, Makoto in the lead.
Creeping quietly down to the ballroom level, Makoto reached out to open the door, but it opened by itself! The goon with the cigarette from earlier stepped in and came face-to-face with Makoto. Well, not exactly, as she stood several inches taller than he did. His cigarette dropped out of his mouth as he opened it in surprise.
As his eyes started roaming over Makoto's chest, she grabbed his pistol and drove a knee into his groin. As he bent forward, she slammed her knee into his face snapping him upright again. She hit him again to make sure and then eased him quietly to the ground after handing Minako his gun. She held the gun in between two fingers as she looked out the door to see if anyone was coming. Seeing no one, she signaled us that we were clear and we jogged into the nearest washroom, the men's room.
We tied up our new friend with one of the rolls of duct tape we borrowed from upstairs and tossed him into a stall, after we frisked him. We found a handful of cash, keys, two extra clips of ammo for his pistol, a soggy hankie (yuck!), and a walkie-talkie. The pistol, ammo, and hankie went into the garbage can. The cash we, reluctantly (hey we are supposed to be heroes) left on the counter. Someone has to pay for damages right?
Ami and Rei came back and told us that they had completed their assignment. We all smiled and waited. Ami listened to the confiscated radio while we waited. As much as we could tell, these goons were here to rob the 'rich pigs in the ballroom' as one of them put it. Ami heard at least 7 different voices, including two females, one of which appeared to be in charge. They weren't calling for our new friend yet, so we had time.
Minako, who had discovered the wet hankie, much to her disgust, went next door to the ladies to clean up. Rei went with her as we agreed to travel in pairs only while the rest of us had a chat with our friend who was starting to wake up.
With Makoto holding him, and me occasionally poking him with my Glaive, Ami and Usagi got him to tell us a few things. There were only 8 goons all together, lead by a husband and wife team of robbers. They wanted to steal from the 'fat cats' to fund further operations of some sort. They only had a pistol or two each, three shotguns, and the husband and wife each had an MP-5, whatever those were. * None of them had any explosives.
We gagged him again as we heard a commotion from down the hall. Minako called us on her communicator. "Two goons are coming out, a man and a woman. The man is bringing someone else out, a hostage I think." She paused. "Kami-sama no! It's Michiru!" She gasped.
"Michiru-mama!" I nearly cried aloud before Ami put her hand over my mouth and Makoto stopped me from running out of the room. "They're coming our way!" Minako added.
"Hide!" Usagi whispered harshly as she hit the lights. Makoto dragged me into a stall and kicked it shut. I could hear Usagi get into another stall while Ami went into the stall with our friend. We waited for what seemed like an eternity until the man dragging Michiru-mama came in and turned on the lights. She was resisting a bit, but he had a shotgun.
"Ok, bitch. Let's you and I get to know one another." The pig growled. Makoto let me go a bit. I gripped my Silence Glaive a bit tighter as I peered through the crack. He had tossed Michiru-mama to the floor and had put his shotgun down on the counter. He then started unzipping his pants. I couldn't stand it anymore! I raised my Glaive up with one hand and opened the door with the other. I charged out with a cry of "Leave my mama alone!"
He managed to say "Huh?" before Michiru-mama drove her heel into his crotch. Ouch! That's got to hurt! I slugged him in the head with my Glaive. He staggered around, reaching for his shotgun, when he ran into Usagi and her version of what her favorite American wrestler calls 'Sweet Chin Music.' ** He landed on the floor in a heap, unconscious.
"Michiru-mama!" I cried as I ran up and hugged her after Ami helped her up. Makoto and Usagi tied up our newest friend and put him next to the first.
"Hotaru! Usagi, Ami, Makoto! What are you doing here?" She exclaimed in surprise as she hugged me.
"We're rescuing you, Haruka-papa, and Setsuna-mama, as well as the rest of your family." I replied, looking up at her surprised face. She stared at me dumbfounded for a moment then her eyes filled with tears as she smiled and kissed me on the forehead.
"Oh, my brave little princess, thank you. All of you." She smiled through her tears as she hugged Usagi, Ami, and Makoto. Rei and Minako came in with the female goon, tied up and unconscious. We tossed several more guns into the trash, and the goons into the stall. Michiru-mama hugged them as well.
"Three down, five to go." Rei declared as she shut the stall door.
"Their leaders are starting to get antsy as well." Ami added as she held up one of the confiscated radios. Their leaders were calling the three captured goons back because the SWAT team was on the way.
"We should turn these guys over to the police when they get here. Then work with them to save the others." Makoto declared.
"I agree. But let's see if we can't reduce the odds any further first." Usagi said.
"I'm coming with you!" Michiru-mama growled angrily as she brandished the captured shotgun.
"No you are not! You don't have your Senshi uniform on, and the police may mistake you for a thug and shoot you by mistake, especially if you are holding that thing!" Usagi snapped back, pointing at the shotgun Michiru-mama carried.
Michiru-mama looked ready to argue the point. "But that's my family in there." She said quietly.
Usagi put her hands on her shoulders. "We know Michiru, and we will do everything we can to save them. But we need you to stay safe for their sake. Think about Haruka and Setsuna." She paused then drew me in closer and placed Michiru-mama and my hands together. "Think about Hotaru." She added.
Michiru-mama looked at the two of us, then down at the floor. "You're right, I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize. We would all do the same in your place." Rei said. The others nodded.
"Thank you again, all of you. Especially you, my little firefly." Michiru-mama and I embraced each other again.
"I love you Michiru-mama. We'll rescue Haruka-papa and Setsuna-mama along with everyone else, I promise you." I told her. She grinned at me and ruffled my hair a bit.
"I love you too Hotaru and I know you will." She said. We stood there holding each other for a while. Usagi stayed to watch us while the others dealt with a commotion outside. They returned with two more goons.
"Gotta catch 'em all." Minako giggled as they tossed them into another stall. We all laughed. It eased the tension a bit.
"We have to go now Michiru. Stay here and guard these thugs. We'll send the police here when we catch up to them." Usagi told Michiru-mama as we headed for the door.
"Usagi?" Michiru-mama asked as she canted a captured shotgun on each shoulder.
"Yes?"
"Keep my baby safe."
"Like she was my own daughter." Usagi and I smiled to her and dashed out. She smiled back.
We caught up to the police a few minutes later. We had a tenuous working relationship with the police at best, but they didn't shoot us when they saw our uniforms and recognized us. The six of us were immediately taken to see the officers in charge.
They looked a bit annoyed to see us, but were slowly becoming impressed as we told them we had already incapacitated over half of the thugs for them.
"The goons are in a women's restroom on the same floor of the Grand Ballroom. They are being guarded by one of the former hostages, Michiru Kaioh, the daughter of the couple celebrating their anniversary." Usagi told them.
The Officer in Charge sent a team to investigate, and they soon returned with 5 thugs and Michiru-mama in tow. She made a show of thanking all of us for rescuing her and begged us to rescue her family and find her daughter, me.
"Your daughter's name is Hotaru?" The Officer asked.
"Yes it is." Michiru-mama replied.
"She's the one who called us, and managed to signal the Sailor Senshi as well." He grinned and pointed up at the sky. One of the spotlights was on and shining a crude crescent moon into the cloudy sky. My 'Sailor Senshi Signal' was working!
"Your daughter is a very clever, and very brave young girl. You should be proud of her Miss. Kaioh." The Officer told her.
"I already am." Michiru-mama replied with a smile and a wink in my direction. I could feel my heart swelling with pride.
There was a call on the radio. "We are ready to initiate takedown." A voice declared.
"By all means do so." The OIC replied.
"Can we go back up and back up your team, just in case?" Usagi asked.
The OIC pondered her request for a moment. "All right, since you have helped us out so much already, I suppose I can bend the rules a bit. But stay out of the team's way and only assist if you are attacked directly. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir!" We said in unison. He gave each of us a radio headset tuned to their channel, and saluted us. We saluted back.
He smiled and radioed up that we were coming and ordered them to hold on. We rushed back to the floor and saw that they were ready to go in. We stayed away as ordered and waited.
"GO! GO! GO!" A voice roared.
The doors were knocked in as we heard the sounds of shattering glass and explosions inside. The SWAT team charged into the room. We heard a lot of screaming and gunfire. Suddenly a female with a gun attempted to run out. She ran towards us.
"Suspect attempting to escape!" A voice shouted.
"She's mine!" I shouted and charged at her. I was about to run her through but at the last moment I sidestepped and tripped her instead. She landed on the ground, and her gun popped from her grasp. She rolled over onto her back as I walked up, looking every bit like the angel of death Ami told me later, and stuck the business end of my Silence Glaive in her face. Her eyes went wide.
"Go ahead. Make my day." I said in my best low, menacing voice
.
Yes I definitely watch too many American movies. She got the hint and surrendered.
"Suspect apprehended." An officer said from behind me. The female goon was placed into custody as several officers shouted 'clear!' from inside the room.
We went into the room as the officers went about their business. A tablecloth was draped over the body of one goon while the other was escorted out. We would find out later that the dead goon was the only fatality in this incident.
Then I saw Haruka-papa and Setsuna-mama along with Yuko and her parents. They were supporting each other and crying. I was so happy that they were alive that I wanted to go over and hug them all, but instead I just went over and asked them if they were all right.
"We're fine, Sailor Saturn, thanks to you and the other Senshi." Setsuna-mama told me with a warm smile.
"Yeah, great work kiddo, thanks." Haruka-papa grinned. It was a major effort for me not to cry out and hug them both.
"Thank you Sailor Saturn." Yuko came over and hugged me, much to my surprise.
"You're welcome Miss." I replied, hugging her back. She looked a bit puzzled at this point.
"Do I know you? Your voice sounds familiar…"
"Um, I get that a lot. This officer will look after you. Be well." I dropped my voice down a few octaves and handed her over to a police officer that helped her out of the room. Thankfully she was blind so she couldn't see me blush.
The OIC and the SWAT team leader both came up and thanked us personally for our help in taking down the criminals. "You all did a great job, and we are proud to have you working with us." The OIC said as he shook each of our hands. A few flashbulbs went off. This time I didn't mind.
"Saturn, right?" The SWAT leader asked me. I nodded. "Great takedown on the lady there. We've wanted to nab her for a long time. Her and her husband were wanted for several robberies and murders. Thanks to you she's going away forever. Nice job, hero." He added. I could feel my heart nearly bursting with pride at this point as Usagi and the others came over to congratulate me. The battle with the Centaur seemed a distant memory.
"Excuse me, Sailor Senshi?" Setsuna-mama and Haruka-papa came up to us tentatively. "We were looking for our daughter Hotaru. Have you seen her?"
"Brunette, about so tall?" Haruka-papa held her hand about 4' 9" above the floor. I thanked them silently for helping me cover my identity, even though Haruka-papa got my height wrong by 3 inches. Gee thanks.
"Don't worry, we'll find her. C'mon guys." Usagi said as we sprinted out of the room past several cheering ex-hostages and police officers. We ran back upstairs to the empty room.
We stood there quietly for a few moments then we all started clapping and cheering and slapping each other on the back.
"WE DID IT!" We all screamed. We danced around for a bit and then embraced each other.
"Thank you all for rescuing my family." I told them as I changed back to my normal self.
"You're welcome. That's what we're here for…little sister." Usagi replied. I cried out and hugged my big sister and Princess. Then I hugged the rest of my sisters. Finally, I allowed Makoto to pick me up and carry me downstairs to rejoin the rest of my family.
The rain had finally stopped when we got outside. I spotted my parents talking to the OIC.
"Michiru-mama! Haruka-papa! Setsuna-mama!" I shouted out joyfully. Makoto put me down and I ran towards them.
"Hotaru!" They all shouted as they ran towards me. We met halfway and collapsed into each other's arms crying and laughing. Usagi and the others walked up behind us.
"Oh thank Kami you're all right!" Michiru-mama wailed as she held me.
"Our little Princess is okay!" Setsuna-mama cried.
"Nice to have you back with us Firefly!" Haruka-papa grinned through her tears.
"I love you, all of you!" I wailed. We huddled together like that for a while. I never wanted this moment to end.
"Thank you Sailor Senshi, officers, for bringing our beloved Hotaru back to us." Michiru-mama told them as we hugged each of my sisters as well as the OIC.
"You're the one who called us and made up that signal?" The OIC asked me. My 'Sailor Senshi Signal' was still on.
"Yes sir."
"Clever girl! I'll see to it that the Mayor gives you some kind of medal for your bravery. Your courage and ingenuity saved a lot of lives today and for that I salute you." He stood at attention and saluted me. I stood there speechless. Haruka-papa prodded me and I returned his salute. He laughed and hugged me.
"We have to go now. We have other duties to perform and more evil to fight." Usagi said with a big smile.
Setsuna-mama scrawled a quick note and handed it to me and nudged me towards Usagi. "Thank you for rescuing me and my family Sailor Moon." I cried as I hugged her, passing along the note, an invitation to come by later.
My sisters all smiled at me and disappeared into the night.
I looked up at my smiling parents. "Let's go home."
The four of us went home after assuring the rest of Michiru-mama's family that we were okay. Grandpa and Grandma Kaioh promised to buy me a big present soon. I was actually looking forward to it. Yuko and her parents were relieved that I was okay and invited us to dinner next week. I made a compromise by inviting them to our place when Kimyo and her mama were coming over. They all said yes. I figured they would get along well.
We rode home in silence, we were tired but happy to be alive, and with each other. Once we got in the door though it was a different story.
I barely had my jacket off when they all grabbed me and started hugging me fiercely, whopping and crying with joy.
"Our baby girl is a hero!" All three of them shouted. And you know what? For the first time in what felt like forever, I actually felt like one as well. I laughed and hugged each of them back.
"Setsuna-mama, Haruka-papa, Michiru-mama. I love you." I told them.
"And we love you, our little Princess." They said together. We held each other for a bit longer, then went and changed clothes. Then we got ready for Usagi and the others to arrive.
Two hours later, Usagi, Ami, Rei, Makoto, and Minako arrived. They all hugged my parents and I, and we were all happy to be together again, safe and sound.
We popped a ton of popcorn and a few gallons of soda and sat to watch the news together. We all cheered when we were mentioned and praised by both the police and the media for our efforts in rescuing the hostages. There was talk about making the 'Sailor Senshi Signal' a permanent method of summoning us in times of need. We weren't sure if we should laugh or be flattered, so we did both. The Chief of Police thanked us for our help, and then a picture of me in my normal clothes being thanked by the OIC was shown.
"On behalf of the citizens of Tokyo, as well as the Mayor and the Tokyo Police Department, I would like to commend the young woman in this photo, Hotaru Tomoe. Her remarkable ingenuity and courage helped us save many lives and apprehend several dangerous criminals. Her selfless acts are an inspiration to us all. We thank you, and we should all be able to sleep easier tonight because of her actions. Your family should be proud of you. Thank you."
Everyone hugged and kissed me as I sat there stunned at what the Chief had said.
"Well, this will make one hell of an ending for your report." Haruka-papa remarked, laughing. I stared at her dumbly then I laughed as well. Would it ever!
In Conclusion:
My name is Hotaru Tomoe and this is my report on seven days in the life of my family.
Well, I did say that it was never dull around here didn't I? Although I seem to have a huge gift for understatement, don't I?
It has been an amazing week, full of joy and tears, but then that's life for you. You can't predict what can happen next with any degree of certainty. Except maybe Setsuna-mama of course, and if she did see any of this, she's not saying anything.
All I can say with absolute certainty though is that as I look at my family, which consists of two mamas, Michiru and Setsuna, one papa, Haruka, and five sisters, Usagi, Ami, Rei, Makoto, and Minako, that I Hotaru Tomoe, am indeed the luckiest girl in the whole, wide world to have a family like mine.
The End.
* The Heckler & Koch MP-5 sub machine gun is a common weapon among Police SWAT teams and Special Forces units' worldwide. Although I doubt a 14-year old girl like Hotaru would know about that. At least I hope not.
** The wrestler in question is the Heart Break Kid Shawn Michaels. I could imagine why Usagi and the others would like him.
AN: Finished! Whew! Thank you all for your reviews. I hope to have another new, and hopefully different story up in the near future. As I said at the beginning, this was an experiment to see if I could actually write in the first person. I tried a few times in school years ago, and it didn't turn out well, let's just say.
Thanks to everyone who said that this was new and unique. I was really surprised by this statement until I started looking back several pages. You guys were right. I just did this because I was tired of the plethora of 'betrayal' stories among other things. So if there is something I have learned, and hopefully you all have as well, it's this: Dare to be Different! Thank you and live well.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters.
Well, today turned out to be a lot more exciting than I could have ever imagined. It started out being really boring, and ended with a bit of excitement and a bit of personal redemption thrown in.
Today was the wedding anniversary of Mr. And Mrs. Kaioh, Michiru-mamas' parents and they were holding the party, as always, at a hotel in downtown Tokyo. We were in the grand ballroom of one of the best hotels in Japan, a real cause to celebrate right? You would think so, but then you don't know Michiru-mama's family. Unfortunately we do.
I have met the families of both Michiru-mama and Haruka-papa a few times. Haruka-papa's family is how should I put this, a bit strange. But I mean strange in a nice way, kind of like The Addams Family (do I watch too many American shows?). They are nice people, but completely whacko nonetheless. Michiru-mama's family on the other hand, well they make my (and Haruka-papa's, and Setsuna-mama's) skin crawl sometimes.
They are fairly wealthy businesspeople for the most part. And for the most part they all act like they're royalty. Kind of like Kimyo's ex-friends basically. Michiru-mama is one of the exceptions thankfully. I'll talk about a few of the others in a bit.
We got up fairly early in the morning to have time to prepare ourselves. We each put on our 'Sunday best' as it were.
Michiru-mama tried to make a brave show of it, but wasn't doing a good job of it. Her parents didn't approve her relationship with Haruka-papa at all, and only tolerated her because of Michiru-mama. Setsuna-mama they kept pestering to see if she had found a husband yet, and occasionally would introduce her to some nephew or cousin, or whatever. Usually these guys were total jerks who, for the most part, were only interested in 'getting her in the sack' as Minako put it.
Suffice it to say, if, by some miracle they went out on a date together, a rare occurrence, these jerks usually
a) got slapped,
b) got left in the restaurant,
c) got the crap kicked out of them by Haruka-papa, Setsuna-mama, or, on two occasions, Michiru-mama, or
d) all of the above. D only happened once and it's a long story with some pending legal issues attached.
Then, of course, there's me. They're favorite, if adopted, granddaughter, their only granddaughter in fact. Another little detail they hold against Haruka-papa.
They treat me well enough, nice presents on my birthday and at Christmas time, but on their last two anniversaries, they kept showing Michiru-mama and I off to the rest of their family and associates while snubbing poor Haruka-papa completely.
Setsuna-mama was too busy fending of Michiru-mama's drunken Uncle to help us. I have never seen Michiru-mama get so mad before or since. I don't know exactly what she and Haruka-papa said to them after last year, but she did make them promise that this year would be different.
One thing that would be different was that I would at least be sitting at the same table with Haruka-papa, and Setsuna-mama, and not at the 'kiddie' table. And we would be seated at the front of the room, near the head table, where Michiru-mama would be sitting with her parents. Last year Haruka-papa was at the back with a gaggle of distant cousins, while Setsuna-mama got to sit with Uncle 'Lush' as she called him, and I was stuck at the kids table.
On the plus side, there were only a dozen kids ranging from 15 (the oldest boy), to 6 (a young girl). The problem was, they all treated me like dirt, well the 5 that actually talked to me anyway, because I was adopted. Then there were the 2, 13-year old boys who were making passes at me! Ignoring the fact that they were unattractive, pimple-faced, buck-toothed geeks, they were also the most obnoxious jerks I have ever met.
There was one other kid there, a girl my age, but she got to sit with her parents owing to the fact that she was blind. I talked to her and her folks, and they're all really nice people. Yuko Minaguchi has been blind since she was 6 years old, but she has learned to accept her blindness and compensate for it. She is a gifted writer and she has emailed me a few of her stories and poems. I read a few of mine to her and she really enjoyed them. I hoped she would be there at the hotel.
We tried to get out of going. Haruka-papa tried her 'going to the racetrack excuse', among other things. Michiru-mama whispered something to her about not getting something and Haruka-papa backed down. Setsuna-mama tried her 'going to the time gate' excuse, and backed down when Michiru-mama shot her a look that scared all of us. I just kept quiet and concentrated on my Game Boy.
Haruka-papa and Setsuna-mama even tried to contact Usagi and the others to bail us out. Her idea was that they would page us about a Yoma attack about two hours into the party and we would make an excuse and leave. Michiru-mama found out and, well she wasn't happy to put it mildly. I could hear her yelling at Setsuna-mama and Haruka-papa from outside, with the doors and windows shut. I just sat on a patio chair and played with my Game Boy.
But I digress. We put on our best clothes and went out to the car. Michiru-mama was happy and cheerful, at least on the outside, while Haruka-papa, Setsuna-mama, and I looked like we were being marched off to our executions. We piled in and drove off, but not at the normal speed that Haruka-papa drove at. Today she drove, well, like a normal person. The fact that it was raining heavily and would get worse as the day wore on didn't help things.
We went into town and made our way to the hotel. It's a really nice hotel, a four star hotel according to Setsuna-mama. I asked her how she knew that and she smiled and handed me a tour guide to the best hotels in Tokyo that was opened to that particular page. Silly me.
We arrived and Haruka-papa reluctantly handed the car keys over to the valet. She would only allow Michiru-mama, and, very rarely, Setsuna-mama to drive her 'baby'. People have accused her of loving her car more than me. I say its' not true, you can't give a car ice cream, or read to it for one thing.
The four of us signed in and made our way up to the grand ballroom. A few employees were outside the door, and a few assorted cousins were heading in. Michiru-mama greeted them warmly and they replied in kind. Well at least to Michiru-mama anyway. Sigh. Some things never change I guess.
The four of us went into the ballroom. It was fairly crowded with Michiru-mamas' family and her Dad's business associates. She was and greeting everyone warmly as we made our way towards her parents, while the rest of us did our best to try and fit in. I saw a few people point and make comments about us as we passed by. One of the cousins who tried going out with Setsuna-mama walked up and started making a pest of himself but moved on when he saw the look that Haruka-papa flashed him. He was one of the luckier ones; he only got ditched in the middle of dinner. A few of the unluckier ones saw us and stayed where they were.
Uncle 'Lush' was there as well, but he was preoccupied with wife #5 or 6, I think. She was just his type, beautiful, buxom, and brainless according to Haruka-papa. My two 'suitors' were there as well. They were still the same bucktoothed geeks I remember, only slightly taller. Oh well, I thought at the time, I could get some practice in from Makoto's martial arts training after all today. I walked past them ignoring them as much as I could, trying not to shudder as I realized the jerks were looking at my chest. Both Haruka-papa and Setsuna-mama noticed them and gave them menacing looks as well. They took the hint and scurried away. Then we finally reached Michiru-mama's parents.
"Michiru! Oh my baby girl, come and hug your mama!" Mrs. Kaioh cried as she came up with her arms outstretched, Mr. Kaioh behind her.
"Hello, Mom. Hello, Dad." Michiru-mama smiled warmly as she embraced her parents.
"Oh and you've brought your adorable little girl with you. How sweet." Grandma Kaioh as I called her smiled warmly and swept me up in a hug and planted a kiss on my cheek. Grandpa Kaioh did the same. They fawned over me saying how cute I looked, how I've grown, etc. I stood there smiling on the outside, and praying for a sudden Yoma attack on the inside.
Setsuna-mama they greeted warmly as well, asking her about her job, her love life, and weather or not they could set her up with yet another cousin/nephew/business associate's son. She answered all of their questions politely enough, and politely but firmly refused to be set up on another blind date, thank you very much. I could tell she was hoping for some monster to show up as well.
Haruka-papa they greeted warmly enough, but relations between them were still a bit strained. We all hoped that this day wouldn't end badly, like last year.
Michiru-mama went with her parents to the head table, while the rest of us were shown to our table. To my surprise and delight, we were seated with Yuko and her parents. I started to hope that this wouldn't be so bad after all. Silly me.
But I put a brave face on it as we went up to our table. "Yuko! It's me, Hotaru!" I said with a warm smile and a wave to her parents. Setsuna-mama and Haruka-papa did the same.
"Hotaru! Hello, great to have another friendly person here." Yuko smiled and turned in the direction of my voice as I sat down beside her. Her parents smiled at as we sat down with them, and soon we were all happily getting re-acquainted.
"Nice of you to come and join us Hotaru, along with at least two of your parents anyway." Mr. Minaguchi said warmly.
"I'm sure Michi would join us if she had a choice in the matter." Haruka-papa stated with a glance at Michiru-mama. She looked uncomfortable as she sat with her parents, but managed to smile warmly at us as we looked over at her. We waved back. She waved back and went back to talking to her parents and the others at the table.
Mrs. Minaguchi smiled. "Don't worry I'm sure she'll be able to get away from them long enough to drop by."
"I hope so." I replied. Setsuna-mama squeezed my shoulder.
"She will, don't worry." She smiled reassuringly as a waiter came by offering us drinks and giving us each a menu. I helped Yuko with hers as we sat there. On the plus side, the food here is great, not as good as Makoto's or Michiru-mama's cooking, but good enough. The choices were limited but the quality was good. Yuko and I both ordered the chicken dinner. The waiter offered me a glass of milk instead of the white or red wine that was being served. I passed on the milk and asked for a glass of ginger ale instead.
"I'd forgotten that you didn't like milk, Hotaru." Yuko said.
"I'm lactose intolerant actually." I replied. "It kind of limits what I can and can't eat."
"Could've fooled me. I swear she eats more than I do some days." Haruka-papa said with a smile and a wink.
"Can I help if I'm a growing girl?" I replied with mock indignation.
"And I've seen you pack away enough of Michiru-mama's cooking."
"Hey! She loves to cook and I love to eat. One of the reasons I love her so much, other than the great…ouch! Setsuna!" Haruka-papa didn't finish what she was about to say, something to do with Setsuna-mama pinching her arm I think. She sat there looking innocent. I sighed. I can't take them anywhere.
Yuko leaned over and whispered in my ear. "Um, dare I ask what Haruka was about to say?" She and her parents knew about Haruka-papa and Michiru-mama's relationship.
I whispered back to her and she looked a bit embarrassed that Haruka-papa would be so forward and said so.
"Trust me, she's a laugh a minute sometimes." I replied.
Haruka-papa glared at me for a moment, then laughed.
Dinner arrived as we talked about the report I was writing, and everything I had done this past week. (Well most of it anyway.) Yuko and her parents were surprised when I told them about Haruka-papa taking me for a ride in a racecar and laughed when I told them about what happened afterwards. I stared to talk about my day at the amusement park with Setsuna-mama and my friends. She even showed them the medallion I had won for her. I started to talk about what else happened that day, but paused and looked at Setsuna-mama. She looked a bit sad again but she picked up the story when I faltered a bit.
"I admitted to Hotaru and our friends that I can't have children." She admitted with a slightly sad look. Haruka-papa put a hand on her shoulder.
"Oh my poor dear, that's terrible." Mrs. Minaguchi said sadly.
"That's okay. She has every right to know. She is my daughter after all." I took Setsuna-mama's hand as she said this.
"Well, I think she was very brave to admit her problem in the first place." Yuko stated firmly.
"Thank you Yuko, that means a lot to me." Setsuna-mama stood and went over and embraced Yuko. Michiru-mama saw this from where she was sitting and looked at us with a what's going on? Expression. Haruka-papa scribbled a quick note and handed it to a waiter to hand to Michiru-mama. She read it and nodded in understanding as she stuck the note in her purse.
Dinner and desert were finished, and it was time for the speeches. There was one speaker who turned out to be quite funny but he was the only one alas. The last speaker before Grandpa Kaioh practically put everyone into a coma. I woke up near the end of his speech and tried to duck out to go to the bathroom. But Grandpa Kaioh got up to the podium along with Grandma Kaioh and insisted that Michiru-mama and I join him. Man, this wasn't my day.
Grandpa Kaioh started his speech. Did I mention that he could be a pretentious old windbag? Well I am now. I stood there feeling very, and as I was told afterwards, looking uncomfortable. Haruka-papa and Setsuna-mama saw my discomfort and signaled to Michiru-mama. She noticed and tried to tell Grandma Kaioh but was told to keep quiet. Great. This was worse than last year. I stood trying to project my thoughts into him. Hey you old windbag! Wrap it up will you? I gotta go!
Maybe he heard me, or Grandma Kaioh finally saw how uncomfortable I was, but Michiru-mama talked to her again and then whispered to me: "hurry back."
I tried not to sprint to the washroom, but I was almost running. I paused by the table long enough to get my purse from Setsuna-mama. "Death Ribbon Revolution." I growled quietly out of the corner of my mouth. She chuckled and patted me on the arm as I left.
"What did she say?" I heard Yuko ask. Oops, I keep forgetting how good her hearing is. But I didn't worry about it as I headed for the restroom.
After doing my thing, I washed up and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked as tired as I felt. I looked at my watch and groaned. It was only 2:30 P.M. I splashed some cold water in my face and touched up my make-up. "This is going to be a long day." I muttered out loud to no one in particular.
Suddenly, I heard a lot of loud noises from the direction of the ballroom. There were several loud pops and people screaming. My first thought was that the brats were even more bored than I had thought and were setting off firecrackers. Then I realized that those weren't firecrackers, they were gunshots!
As quietly as I could I opened the door a crack and peeked out. I could see several armed people running around waving guns and making everyone lie on the floor. Then a man and a woman, each carrying pistols, came out and closed the doors. I quickly retreated into the bathroom, and into a stall. I closed the door behind me and sat on the toilet and pulled my feet off the floor.
I'll admit it I was scared to death. What do I do? I have to help them somehow. What do I do? I was nearly hyperventilating at this point. I calmed myself down, just like Rei taught me. Then it hit me, I needed help from the others. But how was I going to do it without blowing my identity? I couldn't worry about that now, I had to help my family. Digging through my purse, I found my Transformation Wand.
"Saturn Planet Power, Make-Up!" I said as quietly as I could. In a flash that I hoped couldn't be noticed, I transformed into Sailor Saturn. Now I could call the others, but I needed to get out of the restroom first.
I peeked out the door and noticed that the one guard, the woman, was gone. The man was still there by the door, pistol in one hand cigarette in the other. He was seated on a chair by the door and facing the other way. He then got a call on his radio and he got up and went back into the ballroom.
Thanking every deity I could think of, I exited the restroom and looked for the exit. I saw the door behind me and went upstairs. We were on the floor that was second from the top, and I headed for the top floor. The stairwell I was in went up to the roof I noticed. I exited onto the top floor and looked around seeing no one. The hotel was in the middle of renovating a few of the suites up here and I managed to get into an unoccupied suite that had been freshly painted and had no furniture. I thanked the deities again and called the others, remembering that all of them were at Rei's.
Usagi answered as soon as I called. "Hotaru! How are you?" She noticed I was in my Senshi uniform. "Is something wrong?" She asked, starting to get alarmed.
I quickly told her and the others that a bunch of armed gunmen had invaded the hotel and had taken several hostages, including my parents. They all gasped in shock, and told me that they would transform immediately, and teleport to my location as soon as possible.
"Hurry, Usagi, please!" I begged her.
"Don't worry, Hotaru. We'll be there soon." Usagi assured me.
"Just keep your channel open and we'll teleport to your location." Ami added.
"Be strong Hotaru!" Makoto added.
"Thanks, just hurry!" I said. As I was waiting, I looked around the room and saw a bunch of paint and other stuff. I also saw a phone there, and it was still working. I immediately called the police. After telling them my name and location they told me that they were already on their way after hearing reports of gunfire. Most of the hotel had already been evacuated except for the top two floors. I begged for them to hurry for my families' sake. They assured me that they would and told me to keep myself hidden.
"You're a very brave girl." The operator told me before we hung up.
The others weren't there yet and I looked at the painter's stuff again. Finally an idea to protect our secret identities came to me. I remembered from last year that this hotel had several spotlights on the roof that they turned on at night. I found a big piece of cardboard and a felt pen and started drawing. I rummaged through the stuff for a few other things and found some duct tape, but no scissors or a knife.
I sat there scratching my head for a minute then I looked at my Silence Glaive. It was awkward cutting, and I had to draw a second time, but I managed to get what I wanted without cutting myself. This Glaive of mine does come in handy sometimes.
Usagi and the others finally arrived, as I was finishing up. I told them the situation and gave them an idea how many goons there were. Ami used her computer to find the plans of the hotel and we studied them intently.
"Best thing we can do is draw them outside the ballroom one or two at a time and take them out." Ami stated.
"That sounds good to me." Makoto said, cracking her knuckles.
"We can't just come crashing in and blast them?" Minako asked.
"No we can't. These goons aren't Yoma. We can't just blast them because they are human beings. We can't kill them." Usagi firmly stated.
"Besides, if we do they'll start shooting people, including Hotaru's family." Rei added, putting her hand on my shoulder. I looked at her and nodded.
"Ok, that makes sense." Minako looked over at the object I had finished cutting out. "What's that for?" She asked, pointing at the object. I quickly explained my plan to them and they all smiled.
"Great idea!" Usagi smiled.
"That's almost crazy enough to work. Where did you get that idea from?" Ami asked.
"Um, from an old American TV show." I replied. They all laughed.
"Okay here's what we'll do: Ami and Rei head to the roof to work on Hotaru's plan, and the rest of us will head downstairs to start taking out some goons. Let's go!" Usagi commanded.
"Right!" We all chorused. We moved to the stairwell and split up. Rei and Ami both smiled and gave me a thumbs-up sign as they went to the roof. The rest of us went downstairs, Makoto in the lead.
Creeping quietly down to the ballroom level, Makoto reached out to open the door, but it opened by itself! The goon with the cigarette from earlier stepped in and came face-to-face with Makoto. Well, not exactly, as she stood several inches taller than he did. His cigarette dropped out of his mouth as he opened it in surprise.
As his eyes started roaming over Makoto's chest, she grabbed his pistol and drove a knee into his groin. As he bent forward, she slammed her knee into his face snapping him upright again. She hit him again to make sure and then eased him quietly to the ground after handing Minako his gun. She held the gun in between two fingers as she looked out the door to see if anyone was coming. Seeing no one, she signaled us that we were clear and we jogged into the nearest washroom, the men's room.
We tied up our new friend with one of the rolls of duct tape we borrowed from upstairs and tossed him into a stall, after we frisked him. We found a handful of cash, keys, two extra clips of ammo for his pistol, a soggy hankie (yuck!), and a walkie-talkie. The pistol, ammo, and hankie went into the garbage can. The cash we, reluctantly (hey we are supposed to be heroes) left on the counter. Someone has to pay for damages right?
Ami and Rei came back and told us that they had completed their assignment. We all smiled and waited. Ami listened to the confiscated radio while we waited. As much as we could tell, these goons were here to rob the 'rich pigs in the ballroom' as one of them put it. Ami heard at least 7 different voices, including two females, one of which appeared to be in charge. They weren't calling for our new friend yet, so we had time.
Minako, who had discovered the wet hankie, much to her disgust, went next door to the ladies to clean up. Rei went with her as we agreed to travel in pairs only while the rest of us had a chat with our friend who was starting to wake up.
With Makoto holding him, and me occasionally poking him with my Glaive, Ami and Usagi got him to tell us a few things. There were only 8 goons all together, lead by a husband and wife team of robbers. They wanted to steal from the 'fat cats' to fund further operations of some sort. They only had a pistol or two each, three shotguns, and the husband and wife each had an MP-5, whatever those were. * None of them had any explosives.
We gagged him again as we heard a commotion from down the hall. Minako called us on her communicator. "Two goons are coming out, a man and a woman. The man is bringing someone else out, a hostage I think." She paused. "Kami-sama no! It's Michiru!" She gasped.
"Michiru-mama!" I nearly cried aloud before Ami put her hand over my mouth and Makoto stopped me from running out of the room. "They're coming our way!" Minako added.
"Hide!" Usagi whispered harshly as she hit the lights. Makoto dragged me into a stall and kicked it shut. I could hear Usagi get into another stall while Ami went into the stall with our friend. We waited for what seemed like an eternity until the man dragging Michiru-mama came in and turned on the lights. She was resisting a bit, but he had a shotgun.
"Ok, bitch. Let's you and I get to know one another." The pig growled. Makoto let me go a bit. I gripped my Silence Glaive a bit tighter as I peered through the crack. He had tossed Michiru-mama to the floor and had put his shotgun down on the counter. He then started unzipping his pants. I couldn't stand it anymore! I raised my Glaive up with one hand and opened the door with the other. I charged out with a cry of "Leave my mama alone!"
He managed to say "Huh?" before Michiru-mama drove her heel into his crotch. Ouch! That's got to hurt! I slugged him in the head with my Glaive. He staggered around, reaching for his shotgun, when he ran into Usagi and her version of what her favorite American wrestler calls 'Sweet Chin Music.' ** He landed on the floor in a heap, unconscious.
"Michiru-mama!" I cried as I ran up and hugged her after Ami helped her up. Makoto and Usagi tied up our newest friend and put him next to the first.
"Hotaru! Usagi, Ami, Makoto! What are you doing here?" She exclaimed in surprise as she hugged me.
"We're rescuing you, Haruka-papa, and Setsuna-mama, as well as the rest of your family." I replied, looking up at her surprised face. She stared at me dumbfounded for a moment then her eyes filled with tears as she smiled and kissed me on the forehead.
"Oh, my brave little princess, thank you. All of you." She smiled through her tears as she hugged Usagi, Ami, and Makoto. Rei and Minako came in with the female goon, tied up and unconscious. We tossed several more guns into the trash, and the goons into the stall. Michiru-mama hugged them as well.
"Three down, five to go." Rei declared as she shut the stall door.
"Their leaders are starting to get antsy as well." Ami added as she held up one of the confiscated radios. Their leaders were calling the three captured goons back because the SWAT team was on the way.
"We should turn these guys over to the police when they get here. Then work with them to save the others." Makoto declared.
"I agree. But let's see if we can't reduce the odds any further first." Usagi said.
"I'm coming with you!" Michiru-mama growled angrily as she brandished the captured shotgun.
"No you are not! You don't have your Senshi uniform on, and the police may mistake you for a thug and shoot you by mistake, especially if you are holding that thing!" Usagi snapped back, pointing at the shotgun Michiru-mama carried.
Michiru-mama looked ready to argue the point. "But that's my family in there." She said quietly.
Usagi put her hands on her shoulders. "We know Michiru, and we will do everything we can to save them. But we need you to stay safe for their sake. Think about Haruka and Setsuna." She paused then drew me in closer and placed Michiru-mama and my hands together. "Think about Hotaru." She added.
Michiru-mama looked at the two of us, then down at the floor. "You're right, I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize. We would all do the same in your place." Rei said. The others nodded.
"Thank you again, all of you. Especially you, my little firefly." Michiru-mama and I embraced each other again.
"I love you Michiru-mama. We'll rescue Haruka-papa and Setsuna-mama along with everyone else, I promise you." I told her. She grinned at me and ruffled my hair a bit.
"I love you too Hotaru and I know you will." She said. We stood there holding each other for a while. Usagi stayed to watch us while the others dealt with a commotion outside. They returned with two more goons.
"Gotta catch 'em all." Minako giggled as they tossed them into another stall. We all laughed. It eased the tension a bit.
"We have to go now Michiru. Stay here and guard these thugs. We'll send the police here when we catch up to them." Usagi told Michiru-mama as we headed for the door.
"Usagi?" Michiru-mama asked as she canted a captured shotgun on each shoulder.
"Yes?"
"Keep my baby safe."
"Like she was my own daughter." Usagi and I smiled to her and dashed out. She smiled back.
We caught up to the police a few minutes later. We had a tenuous working relationship with the police at best, but they didn't shoot us when they saw our uniforms and recognized us. The six of us were immediately taken to see the officers in charge.
They looked a bit annoyed to see us, but were slowly becoming impressed as we told them we had already incapacitated over half of the thugs for them.
"The goons are in a women's restroom on the same floor of the Grand Ballroom. They are being guarded by one of the former hostages, Michiru Kaioh, the daughter of the couple celebrating their anniversary." Usagi told them.
The Officer in Charge sent a team to investigate, and they soon returned with 5 thugs and Michiru-mama in tow. She made a show of thanking all of us for rescuing her and begged us to rescue her family and find her daughter, me.
"Your daughter's name is Hotaru?" The Officer asked.
"Yes it is." Michiru-mama replied.
"She's the one who called us, and managed to signal the Sailor Senshi as well." He grinned and pointed up at the sky. One of the spotlights was on and shining a crude crescent moon into the cloudy sky. My 'Sailor Senshi Signal' was working!
"Your daughter is a very clever, and very brave young girl. You should be proud of her Miss. Kaioh." The Officer told her.
"I already am." Michiru-mama replied with a smile and a wink in my direction. I could feel my heart swelling with pride.
There was a call on the radio. "We are ready to initiate takedown." A voice declared.
"By all means do so." The OIC replied.
"Can we go back up and back up your team, just in case?" Usagi asked.
The OIC pondered her request for a moment. "All right, since you have helped us out so much already, I suppose I can bend the rules a bit. But stay out of the team's way and only assist if you are attacked directly. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir!" We said in unison. He gave each of us a radio headset tuned to their channel, and saluted us. We saluted back.
He smiled and radioed up that we were coming and ordered them to hold on. We rushed back to the floor and saw that they were ready to go in. We stayed away as ordered and waited.
"GO! GO! GO!" A voice roared.
The doors were knocked in as we heard the sounds of shattering glass and explosions inside. The SWAT team charged into the room. We heard a lot of screaming and gunfire. Suddenly a female with a gun attempted to run out. She ran towards us.
"Suspect attempting to escape!" A voice shouted.
"She's mine!" I shouted and charged at her. I was about to run her through but at the last moment I sidestepped and tripped her instead. She landed on the ground, and her gun popped from her grasp. She rolled over onto her back as I walked up, looking every bit like the angel of death Ami told me later, and stuck the business end of my Silence Glaive in her face. Her eyes went wide.
"Go ahead. Make my day." I said in my best low, menacing voice
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Yes I definitely watch too many American movies. She got the hint and surrendered.
"Suspect apprehended." An officer said from behind me. The female goon was placed into custody as several officers shouted 'clear!' from inside the room.
We went into the room as the officers went about their business. A tablecloth was draped over the body of one goon while the other was escorted out. We would find out later that the dead goon was the only fatality in this incident.
Then I saw Haruka-papa and Setsuna-mama along with Yuko and her parents. They were supporting each other and crying. I was so happy that they were alive that I wanted to go over and hug them all, but instead I just went over and asked them if they were all right.
"We're fine, Sailor Saturn, thanks to you and the other Senshi." Setsuna-mama told me with a warm smile.
"Yeah, great work kiddo, thanks." Haruka-papa grinned. It was a major effort for me not to cry out and hug them both.
"Thank you Sailor Saturn." Yuko came over and hugged me, much to my surprise.
"You're welcome Miss." I replied, hugging her back. She looked a bit puzzled at this point.
"Do I know you? Your voice sounds familiar…"
"Um, I get that a lot. This officer will look after you. Be well." I dropped my voice down a few octaves and handed her over to a police officer that helped her out of the room. Thankfully she was blind so she couldn't see me blush.
The OIC and the SWAT team leader both came up and thanked us personally for our help in taking down the criminals. "You all did a great job, and we are proud to have you working with us." The OIC said as he shook each of our hands. A few flashbulbs went off. This time I didn't mind.
"Saturn, right?" The SWAT leader asked me. I nodded. "Great takedown on the lady there. We've wanted to nab her for a long time. Her and her husband were wanted for several robberies and murders. Thanks to you she's going away forever. Nice job, hero." He added. I could feel my heart nearly bursting with pride at this point as Usagi and the others came over to congratulate me. The battle with the Centaur seemed a distant memory.
"Excuse me, Sailor Senshi?" Setsuna-mama and Haruka-papa came up to us tentatively. "We were looking for our daughter Hotaru. Have you seen her?"
"Brunette, about so tall?" Haruka-papa held her hand about 4' 9" above the floor. I thanked them silently for helping me cover my identity, even though Haruka-papa got my height wrong by 3 inches. Gee thanks.
"Don't worry, we'll find her. C'mon guys." Usagi said as we sprinted out of the room past several cheering ex-hostages and police officers. We ran back upstairs to the empty room.
We stood there quietly for a few moments then we all started clapping and cheering and slapping each other on the back.
"WE DID IT!" We all screamed. We danced around for a bit and then embraced each other.
"Thank you all for rescuing my family." I told them as I changed back to my normal self.
"You're welcome. That's what we're here for…little sister." Usagi replied. I cried out and hugged my big sister and Princess. Then I hugged the rest of my sisters. Finally, I allowed Makoto to pick me up and carry me downstairs to rejoin the rest of my family.
The rain had finally stopped when we got outside. I spotted my parents talking to the OIC.
"Michiru-mama! Haruka-papa! Setsuna-mama!" I shouted out joyfully. Makoto put me down and I ran towards them.
"Hotaru!" They all shouted as they ran towards me. We met halfway and collapsed into each other's arms crying and laughing. Usagi and the others walked up behind us.
"Oh thank Kami you're all right!" Michiru-mama wailed as she held me.
"Our little Princess is okay!" Setsuna-mama cried.
"Nice to have you back with us Firefly!" Haruka-papa grinned through her tears.
"I love you, all of you!" I wailed. We huddled together like that for a while. I never wanted this moment to end.
"Thank you Sailor Senshi, officers, for bringing our beloved Hotaru back to us." Michiru-mama told them as we hugged each of my sisters as well as the OIC.
"You're the one who called us and made up that signal?" The OIC asked me. My 'Sailor Senshi Signal' was still on.
"Yes sir."
"Clever girl! I'll see to it that the Mayor gives you some kind of medal for your bravery. Your courage and ingenuity saved a lot of lives today and for that I salute you." He stood at attention and saluted me. I stood there speechless. Haruka-papa prodded me and I returned his salute. He laughed and hugged me.
"We have to go now. We have other duties to perform and more evil to fight." Usagi said with a big smile.
Setsuna-mama scrawled a quick note and handed it to me and nudged me towards Usagi. "Thank you for rescuing me and my family Sailor Moon." I cried as I hugged her, passing along the note, an invitation to come by later.
My sisters all smiled at me and disappeared into the night.
I looked up at my smiling parents. "Let's go home."
The four of us went home after assuring the rest of Michiru-mama's family that we were okay. Grandpa and Grandma Kaioh promised to buy me a big present soon. I was actually looking forward to it. Yuko and her parents were relieved that I was okay and invited us to dinner next week. I made a compromise by inviting them to our place when Kimyo and her mama were coming over. They all said yes. I figured they would get along well.
We rode home in silence, we were tired but happy to be alive, and with each other. Once we got in the door though it was a different story.
I barely had my jacket off when they all grabbed me and started hugging me fiercely, whopping and crying with joy.
"Our baby girl is a hero!" All three of them shouted. And you know what? For the first time in what felt like forever, I actually felt like one as well. I laughed and hugged each of them back.
"Setsuna-mama, Haruka-papa, Michiru-mama. I love you." I told them.
"And we love you, our little Princess." They said together. We held each other for a bit longer, then went and changed clothes. Then we got ready for Usagi and the others to arrive.
Two hours later, Usagi, Ami, Rei, Makoto, and Minako arrived. They all hugged my parents and I, and we were all happy to be together again, safe and sound.
We popped a ton of popcorn and a few gallons of soda and sat to watch the news together. We all cheered when we were mentioned and praised by both the police and the media for our efforts in rescuing the hostages. There was talk about making the 'Sailor Senshi Signal' a permanent method of summoning us in times of need. We weren't sure if we should laugh or be flattered, so we did both. The Chief of Police thanked us for our help, and then a picture of me in my normal clothes being thanked by the OIC was shown.
"On behalf of the citizens of Tokyo, as well as the Mayor and the Tokyo Police Department, I would like to commend the young woman in this photo, Hotaru Tomoe. Her remarkable ingenuity and courage helped us save many lives and apprehend several dangerous criminals. Her selfless acts are an inspiration to us all. We thank you, and we should all be able to sleep easier tonight because of her actions. Your family should be proud of you. Thank you."
Everyone hugged and kissed me as I sat there stunned at what the Chief had said.
"Well, this will make one hell of an ending for your report." Haruka-papa remarked, laughing. I stared at her dumbly then I laughed as well. Would it ever!
In Conclusion:
My name is Hotaru Tomoe and this is my report on seven days in the life of my family.
Well, I did say that it was never dull around here didn't I? Although I seem to have a huge gift for understatement, don't I?
It has been an amazing week, full of joy and tears, but then that's life for you. You can't predict what can happen next with any degree of certainty. Except maybe Setsuna-mama of course, and if she did see any of this, she's not saying anything.
All I can say with absolute certainty though is that as I look at my family, which consists of two mamas, Michiru and Setsuna, one papa, Haruka, and five sisters, Usagi, Ami, Rei, Makoto, and Minako, that I Hotaru Tomoe, am indeed the luckiest girl in the whole, wide world to have a family like mine.
The End.
* The Heckler & Koch MP-5 sub machine gun is a common weapon among Police SWAT teams and Special Forces units' worldwide. Although I doubt a 14-year old girl like Hotaru would know about that. At least I hope not.
** The wrestler in question is the Heart Break Kid Shawn Michaels. I could imagine why Usagi and the others would like him.
AN: Finished! Whew! Thank you all for your reviews. I hope to have another new, and hopefully different story up in the near future. As I said at the beginning, this was an experiment to see if I could actually write in the first person. I tried a few times in school years ago, and it didn't turn out well, let's just say.
Thanks to everyone who said that this was new and unique. I was really surprised by this statement until I started looking back several pages. You guys were right. I just did this because I was tired of the plethora of 'betrayal' stories among other things. So if there is something I have learned, and hopefully you all have as well, it's this: Dare to be Different! Thank you and live well.
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