Haruka sat in the waiting room of the local hospital, staring blankly at the sign above the door of the operating room they had her love in. And she did love Michiru. She’d realized it last night as she held the woman in her arms, trying in vain to stop the bleeding from the center of her chest, below the ribs. She’d been unable to go in the ambulance with Michiru as Lil refused to let go of Mike’s drugged body. The other blonde had been needled during the struggle, solving the mystery of how Derek had downed her. So after following them to the hospital, she’d been forced to sit in the room she was now in, staring at the blank white walls while her love fought for her life. ‘I never even got to tell her I loved her…’ the blonde thought, tears filling her eyes once more. She’d been visited many times during the last few hours, worried crewmembers, the models, even Rei Hino had been near tears. Apparently the chill in the girl’s attitude had more to do with envy then actual resentment. Lil had been by, her shock wearing off some, but she hadn’t stayed long. She’d returned to Mike as soon as it was possible, making the somber Haruka laugh slightly as the small girl threatened the doctors with tortured death if she couldn’t see Mike. Chelle sat beside her now, petting her hand before yelping in surprise when Haruka shot up as the light went off, showing the operation was over. “Michiru…” Haruka whispered as the doors opened to reveal a stretcher with the aqua haired girl lying on it. Joy flooded Haruka’s mind as the girl’s eyes opened a little, a hazy drugged look in them. “She got through alright Haruka, you can relax.” Mamoru murmured, tugging his gloves off as a nurse handed him a chart to sign before continuing, “The bullet just nicked the bottom of her left lung, but it didn’t go any further. Loss of blood is our main worry right now, but we think she’s out of the woods. You can go see her during visiting hours, but I suggest you let Chelle take you home to get some sleep. You look like crap and you smell pretty bad too.” The dark haired man laughed, slapping Haruka on the back before leading her over to Chelle. Haruka agreed, but only because a new plan formed in her mind. Something that required her to make a few stops on the way home. “I’ll drive myself. I have some things to do. Chelle, call Usagi and tell her something has come up, that she’ll have to finish the last week and a half of the shoot by herself. She can handle it if she can get the models to stop crying.” Haruka murmured, a smile curving her lips as she walked with her secretary out of the hospital. Chelle nodded, going to her own car. She may have suffered a bit today, but she was still the best secretary in the country. The smile curving Haruka’s lips only widened as she made her way home, stopping at all the places she needed to go… ~ * ~ A knock sounding at the door roused Michiru from her light slumber, making her open her eyes groggily as she peered up at whoever was bothering her. A small smile tugged at the edges of her mouth as she saw Haruka walk slowly into the room. “Hey Ruka…” Michiru whispered with a slight slur to her words, still slightly drugged. “Hello Michiru…” the blonde whispered mysteriously, leaning over to kiss the stunned girl’s forehead before sitting down in the chair close to her bed, placing a small bunch of pink and white roses in front of her, one red rose in the center. Michiru pouted mockingly, plucking the one red rose out while looking over at Haruka, “only one red rose? I think I could…cry…” she trailed off as she looked at the single rose she’d pulled from the bunch. Tied to the long stem was a silver ring, a dark sapphire surrounded by tiny diamonds staring back at her. “W-what…?” Haruka leaned over, silently untying the ring before sliding it onto the stunned Michiru’s left ring finger before softly kissing the knuckle. “I know I’ve only known you a few weeks…Michiru Kaioh…but I love you. I love you more then the moon loves the earth. More then the sand loves the ocean…” Haruka whispered, making Michiru giggle slightly, a blush making her usually pale cheeks crimson, “when I thought I lost you, I died inside. I died again and again every time I saw another doctor or nurse run into the room you were in while I was trapped outside. I never want to be without you. Never again. I want to wake up with you in my arms and go to sleep the exact same way. Please…just put me out of my misery. Michiru Kaioh, will you be with me? Be my wife?” Haruka asked, pain lacing every word as she gazed up at Michiru. Michiru opened her mouth, but words were choked from her so she simply nodded, tears filling her eyes as Haruka smiled, leaning up to kiss her gently, being sure not to press into her, or hurt her. “Will you shut up! That was so romantic!” “She’ll never live that down.” “Shut up Mike! You’ll ruin it!’ “You’re the one spying on them.” “I didn’t want to interrupt!” Haruka laughed as the whispered words from outside the door became louder, making Michiru laugh as well when Lil finally peeked inside the door, smiling sheepishly as she crept into the room, clearing her throat. “Er…we…weren’t there…too long…” the British blushed, swatting at Mike as Haruka’s cousin leaned down to kiss the back of her neck. “We’ll go now. Come puppy…” Mike laughed, winking at Haruka before tugging her girlfriend away. “Now, where were we?” Michiru asked softly before covering Haruka’s lips with her own… ~ * ~ “I now pronounce you…Man and Wife. You may kiss the bride” the white haired man murmured before Haruka took Michiru into her arms, kissing her as she heard a few of her friends burst into laughter over the “man and wife” part. The blonde didn’t think they’d stopped giggling gleefully since it began. The reception was held in one of the lower levels of the Ten'oh inc. building fashioned like a ballroom with a round stage in the center. A piano and a violin sat ready as the wedding guests filed into the room. Haruka walked in with Michiru on her arm, gaining the attention of most of the guests. Looking around, Haruka smiled as she saw her cousin/best man sitting with a very giggly Lil on her lap, gleefully snapping pictures of everything in the room. Rei waved to Michiru, a warm smile playing on her lips as she gave the girl a reassuring smile. Setsuna waved as well, giving a knowing smile before hushing the swooning models beside her. Usagi glanced at her watch, most likely worrying over the deadlines of the next photo shoots. The Girl never stopped working. Mamoru stood by her side, raising a flute of white liquid. Baileys. (AN: LOL! Inside joke…) Haruka smiled at all of them, leading Michiru up onto the stage while everyone sat down. They’d changed out of their wedding clothes; Haruka into a handsome white tux while Michiru wore a beautiful blue gown. She stepped forward, picking the violin up from its stand as Haruka sat down at the piano. As soon as everyone was seated, the two began, playing a perfect combination duet. Michiru looked out at all of her new friends before looking up, as if she could see her mother standing before her. ‘I hope you can see me mum…I miss you…I love you so much…I’m fulfilling your dreams mum…I wish you were here…’ the woman thought silently, a soft smile playing on her lips as a slight breeze wrapped around her, making her turn to her lover. Haruka stood behind her on the stage, holding out one hand to her, which Michiru gratefully accepted, before leading her out onto the dance floor as the band took the stage. There in the arms of her lover, Michiru smiled, feeling suddenly at peace with herself and the world. As she turned to the doors, she stopped a moment, seeing a woman with long aqua hair in a white flowing dress. Then she blinked, and the woman was gone. ‘I love you too mum…I love you too…’ Michiru thought before turning to her lover, looking into Haruka’s teal eyes adoringly before whispering the words she’d be saying the rest of her life. “I love you Haruka…I’m glad I never looked back…”
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