Killings

Killings: Hey, lets get away...

Sailormoon (Haruka) fanfiction

immo - immo_edition@hotmail.com

rating: R


Its been pretty light reading. Nothing too dark. And some of you are
complaining that there's not enough violence, mayhem and sex. Well... too
bad. Lol. But maybe that'll change soon? Who knows? But I always aim to
please.

Forgot to give a shoutouts to my readers at Hamena dot org. Guys, you rock!
Been there since the beginning and I'm glad you still waiting for me. This
chapter's for you!

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Michiru touched her jaw gingerly, wincing at the pain. Foundation might
hide the bruising, but the swelling looked like it wasn't going away anytime
soon.
'Maybe if I...' Michiru picked up a scarf and wrapped it around her neck,
hoping that it might lessen how swollen her jaw was. 'Haruka would notice it
for sure...'
Minako had passed along the message to Michiru that Haruka wanted to see
her. And despite her affiliations... Michiru wanted to see Haruka. Genuinely
wanted to see the blonde assassin.
Said blonde was at the moment, in a store buying new clothes to replace the
ones Yaten had ruined. They had had a lovely date. They caught an afternoon
movie and lunch. During lunch, Haruka had attempted to tell Yaten that she
could not have these feelings for her.
Lunch + Angry Yaten = not good for Haruka.
"Bitch," Haruka swore under her breath as she slipped into a comfortable
pair of jeans and a plain black t-shirt. A fatique-patterned cap covered her
head. After she had washed the soda drink out of her hair, she had given up
styling it and bought a hat. Looking at herself in the mirror, she nodded in
satisfaction. Though not the usual somber fitted suits she was used to, this
would do. She slipped into the brand new addidas that she had just bought
and swore again. Not only had Yaten's hissy fit ruined her clothes and hair,
but the soda had also managed to work its way into her shoes and made them
squishy with liquid.
'I should have changed,' Haruka bemoaned the loss of her suit. She had had
a morning meeting with her boss, or else she would have been in something
more casual and disposable. 'There didn't seem to be THAT much soda in that
cup.'
Haruka slipped on her arm holsters, tucking her chosen guns for the day in
them, then shrugged on a casual blazer she had also taken off the rack to
hide her weapons. Haruka emerged from the changeroom, and the salesgirl
nearly drooled at the figure Haruka cut. Either because Haruka looked good
in what she was wearing or at the commission she was going to make off of
Haruka's new wardrobe.
"Credit," Handing over the piece of plastic, she sighed again. Her
dry-clean only suit. Ruined. And now she felt like she was dressed like a
little kid. Glancing at her watch, she quickly signed for her purchases,
then left the store.
'Half an hour to kill.' Haruka glanced at her watch. 'What to do--'
Her phone suddenly rang, and she picked it up. "Tenoh here."
"Haruka, when are you going to be back?" Rei sounded mightily pleased.
"I don't think so. Why?"
There was the sound of pots and pans clattering in the background. "Hotaru
and I were going to whip you up a celebratory dinner. Yaten came back crying
up a storm and she's locked herself into her room. We assume that we have
you to thank for that."
Haruka cringed. "Is she alright."
"Oh, she'll be fine." Rei said off-handedly. Haruka had a sneaking
suspicion that Rei was just saying that to get her off her back. "But yeah,
Hotaru and I are both extremely happy. Hotaru can watch TV now that Yaten's
holed up in her room, and I don't have to run errands for that
high-maintanence you-know-what."
"That's not nice, Rei." Haruka laughed. It wasn't nice, but it sure as hell
was funny.
"Hold on, hold on, Hotaru wants to talk to you--"
"--Papa, papa, papa!" Hotaru squealed excitedly. "We're making roast! Come
home for dinner!"
"Sorry baby, I can't." Haruka could just see Hotaru wilt in disappointment.
"I've got a date tonight."
"Oooo!" Hotaru's glee came back. "Papa's got a daaaate!"
Rei commandeered the phone again. "Anyways..." The priestess tried to sound
casual. "Since you're not coming home, I was thinking... do you have
Minako's number?"
Haruka laughed loudly now, and people walking by her looked at the blonde
strangely, but she ignored them and continued her conversation. "Oh man,
Rei. I knew it! I knew it!"
"What?" Rei asked defensively. The hijinxes from the day before had forced
the people involved to spend a lot of time together. While 'Teesha' was more
reserved and seemed to try her best to answer all the blonde's questions
with monosyllabic answers; Rei had actually enjoyed the inquisitive blonde's
company. Like Usagi, Minako was a ray of sunshine on Rei's perpetually
solemn personality.
"You have a thing for blondes. Dumb blondes at that."
"No! And that's rude!" Rei's denial and defense of dumb blondes everywhere
sounded weak even to her own ears. "Okay... fine. I might. But just as
friends!"
"Whatever, man. Hold on..." Haruka went through her phone's phonebook. "I
got her number for you here, you idiot."
"Thank you!"
"Okay, have fun tonight. Put Hotaru to bed before any hanky panky starts,
okay?"
"Haruka! We're just having dinner! I don't even know if she swings that
way--"
"But you're gonna find out tonight, right?" Haruka teased. "Oh, put Seiya
on the line. She'll be ready with the video camera when that happens!"
Rei let out a squawk of outrage before she hung up on the blonde assassin.
Haruka chuckled and tucked her phone away. Now... what to do for the
half-hour until the meeting time...?
'Hello,' Haruka's sensitive ears caught the sounds of the electronic beeps
and pings of an arcade. It called to her and she heeded the call of that
alluring siren. 'What have we here?'

~~~

Michiru stood in front of the arcade, looking hesitant. For some odd
reason, instead of going to the meeting place, her feet had brought her to
this place. She was fifteen minutes early and she had time to kill. This
wouldn't be the first place she chose to spend time, but she felt... drawn
to it. To be more specific, she felt drawn to the racing consoles, where one
young man seemed to be dominating the track. It was four racing consoles
hooked up together, and all competitors tried furiously to catch up to the
young man in the fatique-patterned cap. Totally at east, he sat back in his
seat, manuevering his pixelized vehicle with ease.
"Oh man, look at him go!" One young girl, barely into her teens squealed.
Michiru could almost imagine hearts in this girl's eyes. "He's soooo cool!"
The people who had dared to challenge the stranger slumped in their seats,
their body language relaying the defeat they felt. The crowd that had
gathered to watch this brilliant racer jeered the losers, and in their
distraction; Michiru quickly slipped into a vacated seat.
'There's time for one game.' Michiru slipped a few coins in the slot, then
leaned forward to peek at the winner, who was now, apparently, taking a
quick nap while waiting for new challengers. He didn't even glance at the
people who left, or the people who joined. 'Well, Tenoh Haruka. Its time I
kicked you off that high horse of yours, hm?'
The spots quickly filled, as other people eagerly slipped their money in.
Some even had racing gloves! Arcade pros were drawn to this young man who
was a stranger among them and sought to take their place in the coveted
number 1 spot.
As soon as the light blinked to green, two of the four drivers were off
like a shot, while the other two waited. one, because she arrogantly knew
she would win by a large margin if she didn't give her challengers a head
start, and the other one just wanted to annoy the blonde.
As the two racers who had gone first past the halfway mark, the two who had
waited started off, their movements synchronized. When Haruka shifted up a
gear, so did Michiru. When Haruka executed a drift turn, Michiru did also.
They were basically neck and neck, and in no time at all, had past the two
racers who had gotten a head-start. Now, Haruka tried every trick in the
book to shake off the race car that followed her so closely. Haruka was
still ahead, but not by much. In her rearview mirror, this car stayed
stubbornly behind her.
Despite the close proximity, there could only be one, and Haruka knew
smugly that she was the one. Haruka passed the finish line a good few
seconds ahead of Michiru. The blonde turned to face her opponent, meaning to
congratulate whoever it was for such a good race but stopped dead in her
tracks when she saw Michiru.
"Oh, hey." Haruka grinned sheepishly.
"Were you going to ditch our date?" Michiru teased.
Haruka immediately glanced at her watch and held it out to her, protesting.
"I have five minutes! I was going to leave right now!"
"Sure," Michiru rolled her eyes and got out of her chair, heading for the
exit and smiling to herself. She knew Haruka would follow.
"Heyheyhey," Haruka caught up to Michiru at the entrance and embraced her
from behind. Breathing in the scent of the aqua-haired woman's heavenly
scent, Haruka burrowed her face into those silken waves feeling a peace
steal over her. "Hey, don't go."
"Don't you want to play your little game?" Michiru leaned back. How did
Haruka do that? Just... holding her like that made her feel so at ease. So
loved. How long have they known each other? Not long at all.
"Michiru, I'm so glad you decided to come..." Haruka trailed off when she
got a good look at Michiru's face. The assassin's face went pale with rage.
"Again, Michiru?"
"Well, you know what they say," Michiru tried a joke. "My uncle has a mean
back-hand."
Haruka touched Michiru's swelling jaw, frowning when her touch made Michiru
hiss with pain. This was crazy. What was Michiru doing to her? All she
wanted to do was protect her...
"Hey, lets get away," Haruka crooned, making a decision. Michiru tilted her
head to one side, amused at Haruka's attempt at singing and her choice of
song. She recognized the song, though not a lot of people would suspect that
the violinist listened to anything outside of anything harder than soft
rock. "And get a room on the other side of town..."
"Hey baby I was thinking of you." Michiru smiled, agreeing to Haruka's
melodic question.

~~~

"So... Serena?" Minako looked at Seiya, who had let her hair down and
attempted to look as much a girl as she could. "What did you say you do?"
"Nothing, nothing." Seiya laughed lightly. "I'm just a distant relation of
Haruka's, and my sisters and I are just visiting on her request. You know,"
Seiya leaned forward and leered at Minako. "I have a weakness for pretty
blondes, so I just HAD to accept."
"Huh." Minako smiled obliviously. "Well, that's very nice of you."
The night was turning out horribly. Rei had finally gotten up the guts to
call Minako over for dinner. Everything that could possibly go wrong went
wrong. The spaghetti was raw, the sauce was too spicy, Hotaru had bumped her
head into a cupboard and also sent the bottle of wine Rei had set aside,
crashing to the floor. Then Minako arrived. The one spot of light on this
dark evening. She had helped calm the crying Hotaru down and wipe up the
mess. And then Seiya, who had shut herself up in her room, had wandered into
the kitchen and immediately started hitting on Minako.
'Goddamnit... I just want this night to end.' Rei took a draught of the
Molson Canadian marked 'Haruka's beer' on the label. The spaghetti was
relatively untouched and Seiya had saved the day by preparing several
sandwiches that were surprisingly really good. Thank god Yaten was still
closed up in her room with Taiki for company. They sat on the couch,
watching SpongeBob Squarepants.
Seating order?
Hotaru, Rei, Minako, Seiya.
"Reiiii..." Hotaru whined when Rei made a movement. Obviously sleepy.
"Well, look at the time!" Rei exclaimed loudly and scooped up Hotaru into
her arms. "I think its time for Hotaru's bedtime!"
Without another word, Rei ran for Hotaru room (which doubled as Haruka's
room) and tucked her into bed, hoping that Seiya would get the hint and
either see their guest off or... go somewhere else.
"Auntie Rei?" Hotaru held out her arms. "Hug?"
"Of course." How could anyone deny that simple request? Rei gave the girl a
great big hug, ones that Hotaru described as 'squishing the air out of her',
and it always reduced Hotaru to fits of delighted giggles. "Need anything
else?"
"Ladybug light?" Hotaru used the puppydog eyes. Rei turned on Haruka's gift
and planted a kiss on Hotaru's forehead. "Thank you! Goodnight, Rei!"
"Goodnight, sweetie." Rei had slowly backed up to the door and shut off the
main lights in the room, leaving only the cheery glow of the ladybug lamp to
illuminate the room.
"That's so cute!" A whispered breath against her ear made Rei jump a bit.
Minako stood right behind her, and had been apparently watching the entire
scene.
"Hey, um, what are you doing?" Rei asked.
"I'm waiting for you." Minako gave Rei a cute pout. "Serena said you'd take
me out for coffee."
"Sere--right. Serena." Rei's opinion of Seiya, which had plummeted at the
start of the evening, now rose. "Well, I'm just going to grab a jacket--"
Rei headed to the hallway closet and mentally cursed when the phone rang.
"Rei!" Seiya poked her head out of her room. "Get that?"
They had all decided that none of the three sisters should pick up any
calls, which meant Rei, who was not a phone person at all, had to take them.
"Hello?" Rei asked gruffly.
"Ms Hino?" Mr Slobodianik's voice was a very recognizable one.
"Sir." Rei said respectfully. Mr Tsukino had instructed her that Mr
Slobodianik be treated with the utmost respect and if the russian should
call upon her services, if they were within reason, she should try her best
to help.
"I have been trying to find my Haruka." Sacha's voice was tense. "Do you
happen to know where she is? I have instructed her to be easy to reach in
these times... do you know where she is? I am a bit worried."
"Haruka never turns off her cellphone." Rei said aloud, but quickly tried
to reassure the mob boss. "But I'm sure she's alright. She told me she was
going out with someone. You know. Going out." Rei emphasized the last two
words.
"Oh. OH." Mr Slobodianik chuckled.
"Is there anything important? Maybe--"
"No, no. It is nothing big. But please remind her to keep her cellphone
on." Sacha chuckled again. "I sound like a father. You have a good night, Ms
Hino."
"Same to you, sir." Rei hung up and smiled at Minako apologetically. "I'm
sorry."
"Its alright." Minako shrugged. "Shall we go?"
"Yeah, lets." Rei grabbed her jacket from the closet, suddenly feeling very
self-conscious. What if they didn't hit it off like yesterday? What if
things went wrong?
They rode the elevator in silence, but as soon as they got to the main
floor, Minako hooked her arm in Rei's, tugging her along. "I know this
really nice little cafe just around the corner. Come on!"
Pulled in by that sunny smile, Rei just nodded mutely and followed the
girl. It was so easy for Minako to draw Rei into an animated conversation,
to open up to her. Minako's disposition coaxed Rei's smile into a
full-fledged grin. And after the coffee, they decided to walk around the
city and enjoy the sights.
"You're serious?" Minako laughed.
"I'm serious! She was covered head to toe in cake, and bawling her eyes
out." Rei's fond recollections of Usagi did make her yearn for her charge a
little, but Minako seemed to change the pain she usually felt into a happy
sort of sadness.
Even though there was a war going on in the underworld, of which Rei was
kind of connected to, being out here at night like this, under the stars was
so... freeing. It was at this moment that Rei suddenly felt this
overwhelming feeling of well-being for the world and no matter how corny it
sounded. She realized, as she looked up at the star-studded sky, that being
apart from Usagi had helped with that healing. Though she was still attached
to Usagi, it was good to take a step back. She still loved the girl very
much, but now she could see there were always other options. Rei was very
thankful to Haruka for putting up with her for the past few weeks and taking
care of her in her own little ways.
"You see that?" Minako leaned in close so Rei could follow her line of
sight and pointed up at a yellow star. "That, is Venus."
"Oh, aren't you the astronomer." teased Rei.
"Shut up!" Minako pushed Rei playfully. "Okay smartypants, lets see you
find a constellation or a planet or something!"
"Easy." Rei pointed up to a blinking red star. "That, my dear Minako, is
the planet Mars."
"Ha. Right."
"That's the one thing in the sky I learned to identify besides the big
dipper and the little dipper. That's Mars." Rei insisted and turned her head
to look at Minako, and because of their close proximity, ended up a few
centimetres from Minako's flawless face. A few seconds of stunned silence
raced through their respective heads, before Rei turned away first.
"Um," Minako tried to rescue the both of them from that awkward situation.
"Why... why Mars?"
"I remember... when I was really little, my mother pointed out Mars to me.
Said it would watch over me when she was gone." Rei regarded the planet
shining so far away in the distance. "And then she died the next day."
"I'm... I'm sorry."
"You don't have to apologize." Rei shook her head. "She died a long time
ago and unless you have something to tell me, to my knowledge, her death
wasn't your fault at all."
Minako laughed and wrapped her hands around her shoulders. "Geez, its
getting cold."
"Here," Rei quickly shed her jacket and draped it over Minako's shoulders.
"Enough room for two in here," Minako held one side of the jacket open. A
chill wind came running past them and swept away any arguments Rei would've
had, sending her scurrying into the welcome warmth of a shared jacket.

~~~

Michiru's only clothing was a sheet wrapped loosely around her body. One
tug would expose that beautiful body to anybody who cared to see. Well, the
only other person in the room was asleep on the bed. Michiru looked over the
blonde's naked form tenderly, feeling that inexplicable tug towards the
assassin. Haruka had made love to her in every sense of the word. It was at
once excrutiatingly slow and yet so fast it took her breath away. Hours of
bliss. Not to say Michiru hadn't been able to teach Haruka a thing or two.
The blonde was actually surprised at Michiru's... skill.
"Baby, are you up?" Michiru's movements towards the bed sent the sheet that
covered her body, to the ground unchecked. She crawled sensuously onto the
bed, hands running up smooth calves, over firm muscled buttocks, over
sculpted back. But Haruka didn't answer her.
"Sleeping?" Michiru suddenly smacked Haruka on aforementioned firm muscled
buttocks. No response. "good girl."
At the bottom of Michiru's purse, a little bottle of tranquilizers in pill
form, rested. They had done their job. Reaching over to the nightstand,
Michiru's hand passed over Haruka's, which she had turned off because people
kept calling, and picked up her own cellphone. Quickly dialing a number she
had recognized by heart, she didn't have long to wait before someone
answered.
"Yeah."
"Its me. Where are you?"
"I'm here." The sound of several car doors slamming shut transmitted over
the phone line. "Which room?"
"Room 12. Give me a minute or two to make myself decent."
"Okay. Don't want the boys to catch an eyeful, do you?"
"Maybe," Michiru responded playfully. "Two minutes, top."
"Two minutes." The line went dead.
Michiru slipped into her underwear and her blouse, then gave the
unconscious figure on the bed a thoughtful glance.

~~~

The door to room 12 opened and a lone women followed by a small group of
men entered, but paused at the sight of Michiru who was just slipping into
her dress.
"Two minutes, Michiru." The leader grunted. She picked up a sheet and held
it up to block Michiru's body from sight, while glaring at the staring men.
"Hurry up you idiots! Get her and lets get gone!"
"Hey, the boys deserve a little eyecandy now and again." Michiru coolly
zipped up the side zipper of her ankle-length dress. "And Haruka looked a
little bit cold, so I thought she might need the clothes more than I do."
"Mich--"
"No emotions," Michiru waved her hand impatiently, watching the men
administer Haruka another sedative, this time through a needle. Just in case
she woke up before they reached their destination. "Don't worry, none
involved. She was way too easy. I just want to make sure she lasts for a
while."
"You're attached to her."
"Maybe."
The men rolled the fully-clothed Haruka up in one of the bedsheets and
carried her out carefully.
"Attachment requires emotions."
"Stop with that." Michiru strode over to the nightstand and picked up the
two cellphones on the table and handed Haruka's cellphone to the tall woman.
"Take this. Send this to Mr Slobodianik with a note... something witty and
dry that implies heavily that my uncle had a hand in Haruka's
disappearance."
"I can't write anything witty if its your uncle." The woman scoffed.
"Setsuna, think of something, please." Michiru glanced over at the clock on
the nightstand impatiently. "I'm going back to uncle's house. Nobody knows I
was gone?"
"No, ma'am." Setsuna shook her head.
"Good. Take care of business and I'll be in contact. Don't let anything bad
happen to my girl. She's very pretty." Michiru waved a goodbye and was out
the door.
Meioh Setsuna looked around the room, then at the cellphone in her hand.
She had had a run-in with Haruka once, thankfully, an amiable one where they
had been partnered by the same employer to take out certain associates who
were not being reasonable. To get caught so easily... Setsuna shook her head
and pocketed Haruka's cellphone.


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How's that for all y'all? :D Excuse the errors, babes. I try ;) Heyyyy lets
get away. In case you guys are wondering, the song is TI's Lets Get Away. I
can totally NOT see Michiru listening to this song. lol.