Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ A Knight for Uranus ❯ Chapter 5
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By: Katrina Kadabra 
Haruka and Taylor spend more time talking than fishing on their trip. But rumor is never far from the hands of Minako!
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.15.2002 | Updated On: 11.12.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 353 | Status: Completed
Haruka and Taylor spend more time talking than fishing on their trip. But rumor is never far from the hands of Minako!
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.15.2002 | Updated On: 11.12.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 353 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: What? You thought I owned Sailor Moon? Ha! I didn't think
so... Yes, this is just a fanfic. The original characters and story
all belong to Naoko Takeuchi, with the exception of any new
characters inserted by yours truly.
Rating/Warnings: Somewhere between PG and PG-13 for Haruka/Michiru
references. Nothing big, but I thought I'd give a warning anyway. If
the idea of Haruka showing interest in a guy makes you see red, you
probably won't like the story.
Summary: Long ago during Silver Millennium, each of the Sailor
Princesses ruled over her own planet, protecting Queen Serenity and
her young daughter from danger. And protecting each princess was a
knight: one sworn to guard and protect her no matter what. Though the
two of them were never required to marry each other, it seemed like
destiny as the princesses fell more in love with their protectors
each day.
So Artemis tells the story. But if it is true, then each of the girls
should also have a person they are destined for in the present time.
As spring blooms and romance is in the air, this seems to be coming
true for everyone... except Haruka.
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A Knight for Uranus: Chapter 5
by Katrina Kadabra
Haruka lay sprawled out on the soft grass next to the pond. Her gray
sneakers lay next to her, soaked with water and the rusted metal box
of fishing equipment next to that. She and Taylor had not a caught a
thing all day. No, Haruka took that back. There was that little
minnow that had swum into her hand as she lazily swung into over the
side of the boat to let the water flow through her fingers a bit.
Haruka laughed at the situation. If she had known that little fish
would be the only thing living in the pond that would come near her
all day, maybe she wouldn't have let it slip out of her grip so
quickly. But it didn't matter. She and Taylor gave up the fishing
aspect of the journey less than an hour into it. And from seven
fifteen when the sun was just waking up to one in the afternoon when
it was shining warmly on Haruka's face as she lay in the grass, she
and Taylor had been talking with each other.
Haruka couldn't remember for the life of her where all the
conversation went. One minute it was school, the next politics, and
the next was the most likely outcome of next Saturday's drag race.
The most Haruka could recall was how much she enjoyed it, just
sitting out on that lake and being with Taylor. And they weren't even
doing anything in the sense that they were engaging in a specific
activity. Just sitting there, talking, and enjoying each other's
company. Haruka had wanted to move in closer to him, but she felt
awkward about it. And besides, she didn't want to upset the boat.
Haruka heard a rustling next to her and opened her eyes. Taylor was
packing the car up. He looked at her with a slightly guilty face.
"I woke you up again, didn't I?" he asked. Haruka laughed.
"I don't mind," she answered and sat up. Her arms were asleep from
resting under her head the past half hour. Taylor took her hand and
helped her to her feet and for a moment Haruka felt a twinge of
excitement go down her spine; the first time he held her hand. Haruka
scoffed at herself, her childishness. She caught her footing and
Taylor released her.
As the two of them drove down the street towards her apartment,
Haruka let out a long sigh.
"What's wrong?" Taylor asked.
"Guess we'll have to fess up to Michiru that we failed as fisherman,
huh?" Taylor shrugged; a mischievous smile was on his face.
"Who says we failed?" he asked.
Michiru was in the kitchen preparing a salad for the evening meal
when Taylor and Haruka arrived back at the apartment. Haruka threw
her jacket over the first chair she saw and in the other she clutched
in her hand a fine glistening trout, which she held up proudly for
Michiru to see. Michiru smiled as she took the fish from Haruka and
placed it on the countertop.
"Well that was certainly a large catch," she commented. Haruka snuck
past Michiru and pulled a baby carrot out of the salad mix.
"Yup," she said, shoving it into her mouth in one bite.
"And in a relatively small lake as well," Michiru went on as she
rinsed her hands.
"Well, it was tough, but you know, we've got a lot of talent," said
Taylor. Michiru nodded approvingly as she reached into the pocket of
Haruka's jacket. Meanwhile, Haruka swallowed her food and reached
into the bowl for another treat.
"I see," said Michiru, noting a small scrap of paper in her
hand. "Did this fine catch also come with a receipt from Joey's Fish
Market, or was that something extra?" Haruka started to choke on the
carrot and Taylor walked over to rub her back.
"You guessed, huh?" he asked Michiru. Michiru merely tossed her hair
back and smiled.
"What am I supposed to do with you two?" she asked. "Come on now, if
anyone knows about fish here, it should be me." She went back to the
counter to begin preparing the trout for a meal. "You're welcome to
stay for dinner, Taylor, if you like. There's more than enough here."
"Oh, I don't want to impose..." Taylor began, but Haruka interrupted
him.
"No, I'd love to have you," she said. "I mean, uh, we would love to
have you." Haruka thought over her correction. The first one was
probably more accurate, but she didn't want it to sound like Michiru
wasn't there either. The two of them helped Michiru to prepare the
meal, Haruka cutting away the meat of the fish and Taylor getting
together the seasonings to cook it in as Michiru instructed. As he
fumbled through the pots and pans, Taylor turned to Haruka.
"Would you like to go somewhere tomorrow?" he asked. "It doesn't have
to be as elegant as fishing," he added jokingly. Haruka giggled a bit
and paused from her work.
"Of course," she said. "I'd love to."
* * * * *
Minako's footsteps thundered down the hallways of the Crossroads high
school as she made her way running towards the door. She pushed it
open and looked around outside. At last, her anxious eyes caught
sight of her friends as they all sat eating lunch together and
chatting about their classes so far that day. Minako smiled and
hurried over.
"This is big!" she told the group as she came up and sat down her
bag. "Very big!"
"What's up, Minako?" Usagi asked. Minako quickly dove into backpack
and pulled out a little pink notebook, decorated with stickers and
random doodle art, compliments of math class.
"Your foremost expert of any and all rumors has some juicy news,"
said Minako, smiling mischievously.
"Stop teasing us then," said Makoto. "What is it?" Minako nodded
happily. She lived for moments like this, all eyes on her, waiting
for her next words. She opened up the notebook and began leafing
through the pages until she reached the one upon which she had
scribbled her most recent notes.
"If my info is correct," she said. "Haruka Tenou currently has a
boyfriend."
"What!" the girls all exclaimed at once.
"Nothing's official yet," Minako continued. "But rumor is the two of
them went on a romantic stroll in the moonlight a few days ago and
spent the weekend on a fishing trip together."
"You girls... are so immature," said Ami, looking at her English
dictionary.
"What did Michiru have to say about this?" Usagi wanted to know. Ami
sweatdropped.
"That's the thing!" Minako said, ignoring Ami. "Michiru was the one
who set them up!"
"Really?" asked Makoto, looking thoughtful. "Then maybe she and
Haruka aren't as close as we thought."
"Maybe..." Minako theorized. "Maybe Michiru caught some horrible
fatal disease! And rather than have Haruka suffer the heartache of
losing someone close to her, Michiru is trying to push her into a
relationship with this boy in hopes of getting Haruka to forget all
about her!" Minako let out a dramatic sigh.
"You're jumping to conclusions again," Ami muttered. Now it was
Minako's turn to sweatdrop.
"You think so?" she asked. Ami nodded. Minako sighed and closed her
notebook, finally sitting down to lunch with the other girls.
Usagi was deep in thought. Maybe what Minako was saying was nothing
beyond rumors. But Usagi couldn't help but notice something had
changed. Haruka had not come to their last battle, and at school,
Michiru had been quieter lately than usual. Was something going on
that they were angry at each other? Usagi didn't want to make
assumptions again, but her curiosity and concern for her friends was
getting the better of her.
"I know!" Usagi thought herself. "I'll talk to Setsuna tomorrow. She
knows Haruka and Michiru better than anyone. Yes, that's what I'll
do." Usagi bit into a rice ball munching away happily at the thought
of her own cleverness. Now if only she could do something about those
English grades of hers.
so... Yes, this is just a fanfic. The original characters and story
all belong to Naoko Takeuchi, with the exception of any new
characters inserted by yours truly.
Rating/Warnings: Somewhere between PG and PG-13 for Haruka/Michiru
references. Nothing big, but I thought I'd give a warning anyway. If
the idea of Haruka showing interest in a guy makes you see red, you
probably won't like the story.
Summary: Long ago during Silver Millennium, each of the Sailor
Princesses ruled over her own planet, protecting Queen Serenity and
her young daughter from danger. And protecting each princess was a
knight: one sworn to guard and protect her no matter what. Though the
two of them were never required to marry each other, it seemed like
destiny as the princesses fell more in love with their protectors
each day.
So Artemis tells the story. But if it is true, then each of the girls
should also have a person they are destined for in the present time.
As spring blooms and romance is in the air, this seems to be coming
true for everyone... except Haruka.
---------------------
A Knight for Uranus: Chapter 5
by Katrina Kadabra
Haruka lay sprawled out on the soft grass next to the pond. Her gray
sneakers lay next to her, soaked with water and the rusted metal box
of fishing equipment next to that. She and Taylor had not a caught a
thing all day. No, Haruka took that back. There was that little
minnow that had swum into her hand as she lazily swung into over the
side of the boat to let the water flow through her fingers a bit.
Haruka laughed at the situation. If she had known that little fish
would be the only thing living in the pond that would come near her
all day, maybe she wouldn't have let it slip out of her grip so
quickly. But it didn't matter. She and Taylor gave up the fishing
aspect of the journey less than an hour into it. And from seven
fifteen when the sun was just waking up to one in the afternoon when
it was shining warmly on Haruka's face as she lay in the grass, she
and Taylor had been talking with each other.
Haruka couldn't remember for the life of her where all the
conversation went. One minute it was school, the next politics, and
the next was the most likely outcome of next Saturday's drag race.
The most Haruka could recall was how much she enjoyed it, just
sitting out on that lake and being with Taylor. And they weren't even
doing anything in the sense that they were engaging in a specific
activity. Just sitting there, talking, and enjoying each other's
company. Haruka had wanted to move in closer to him, but she felt
awkward about it. And besides, she didn't want to upset the boat.
Haruka heard a rustling next to her and opened her eyes. Taylor was
packing the car up. He looked at her with a slightly guilty face.
"I woke you up again, didn't I?" he asked. Haruka laughed.
"I don't mind," she answered and sat up. Her arms were asleep from
resting under her head the past half hour. Taylor took her hand and
helped her to her feet and for a moment Haruka felt a twinge of
excitement go down her spine; the first time he held her hand. Haruka
scoffed at herself, her childishness. She caught her footing and
Taylor released her.
As the two of them drove down the street towards her apartment,
Haruka let out a long sigh.
"What's wrong?" Taylor asked.
"Guess we'll have to fess up to Michiru that we failed as fisherman,
huh?" Taylor shrugged; a mischievous smile was on his face.
"Who says we failed?" he asked.
Michiru was in the kitchen preparing a salad for the evening meal
when Taylor and Haruka arrived back at the apartment. Haruka threw
her jacket over the first chair she saw and in the other she clutched
in her hand a fine glistening trout, which she held up proudly for
Michiru to see. Michiru smiled as she took the fish from Haruka and
placed it on the countertop.
"Well that was certainly a large catch," she commented. Haruka snuck
past Michiru and pulled a baby carrot out of the salad mix.
"Yup," she said, shoving it into her mouth in one bite.
"And in a relatively small lake as well," Michiru went on as she
rinsed her hands.
"Well, it was tough, but you know, we've got a lot of talent," said
Taylor. Michiru nodded approvingly as she reached into the pocket of
Haruka's jacket. Meanwhile, Haruka swallowed her food and reached
into the bowl for another treat.
"I see," said Michiru, noting a small scrap of paper in her
hand. "Did this fine catch also come with a receipt from Joey's Fish
Market, or was that something extra?" Haruka started to choke on the
carrot and Taylor walked over to rub her back.
"You guessed, huh?" he asked Michiru. Michiru merely tossed her hair
back and smiled.
"What am I supposed to do with you two?" she asked. "Come on now, if
anyone knows about fish here, it should be me." She went back to the
counter to begin preparing the trout for a meal. "You're welcome to
stay for dinner, Taylor, if you like. There's more than enough here."
"Oh, I don't want to impose..." Taylor began, but Haruka interrupted
him.
"No, I'd love to have you," she said. "I mean, uh, we would love to
have you." Haruka thought over her correction. The first one was
probably more accurate, but she didn't want it to sound like Michiru
wasn't there either. The two of them helped Michiru to prepare the
meal, Haruka cutting away the meat of the fish and Taylor getting
together the seasonings to cook it in as Michiru instructed. As he
fumbled through the pots and pans, Taylor turned to Haruka.
"Would you like to go somewhere tomorrow?" he asked. "It doesn't have
to be as elegant as fishing," he added jokingly. Haruka giggled a bit
and paused from her work.
"Of course," she said. "I'd love to."
* * * * *
Minako's footsteps thundered down the hallways of the Crossroads high
school as she made her way running towards the door. She pushed it
open and looked around outside. At last, her anxious eyes caught
sight of her friends as they all sat eating lunch together and
chatting about their classes so far that day. Minako smiled and
hurried over.
"This is big!" she told the group as she came up and sat down her
bag. "Very big!"
"What's up, Minako?" Usagi asked. Minako quickly dove into backpack
and pulled out a little pink notebook, decorated with stickers and
random doodle art, compliments of math class.
"Your foremost expert of any and all rumors has some juicy news,"
said Minako, smiling mischievously.
"Stop teasing us then," said Makoto. "What is it?" Minako nodded
happily. She lived for moments like this, all eyes on her, waiting
for her next words. She opened up the notebook and began leafing
through the pages until she reached the one upon which she had
scribbled her most recent notes.
"If my info is correct," she said. "Haruka Tenou currently has a
boyfriend."
"What!" the girls all exclaimed at once.
"Nothing's official yet," Minako continued. "But rumor is the two of
them went on a romantic stroll in the moonlight a few days ago and
spent the weekend on a fishing trip together."
"You girls... are so immature," said Ami, looking at her English
dictionary.
"What did Michiru have to say about this?" Usagi wanted to know. Ami
sweatdropped.
"That's the thing!" Minako said, ignoring Ami. "Michiru was the one
who set them up!"
"Really?" asked Makoto, looking thoughtful. "Then maybe she and
Haruka aren't as close as we thought."
"Maybe..." Minako theorized. "Maybe Michiru caught some horrible
fatal disease! And rather than have Haruka suffer the heartache of
losing someone close to her, Michiru is trying to push her into a
relationship with this boy in hopes of getting Haruka to forget all
about her!" Minako let out a dramatic sigh.
"You're jumping to conclusions again," Ami muttered. Now it was
Minako's turn to sweatdrop.
"You think so?" she asked. Ami nodded. Minako sighed and closed her
notebook, finally sitting down to lunch with the other girls.
Usagi was deep in thought. Maybe what Minako was saying was nothing
beyond rumors. But Usagi couldn't help but notice something had
changed. Haruka had not come to their last battle, and at school,
Michiru had been quieter lately than usual. Was something going on
that they were angry at each other? Usagi didn't want to make
assumptions again, but her curiosity and concern for her friends was
getting the better of her.
"I know!" Usagi thought herself. "I'll talk to Setsuna tomorrow. She
knows Haruka and Michiru better than anyone. Yes, that's what I'll
do." Usagi bit into a rice ball munching away happily at the thought
of her own cleverness. Now if only she could do something about those
English grades of hers.