|Gomenasai Part Two.
Story is by Kathryn: email@example.com
Disclaimer: Sailor Moon and Co. are not mine, I am merely borrowing them for the sake of the fanfic.
I smiled at the girl. “She’s off at the store right now, but in the meantime, you’re welcome to come inside.” I stepped aside to allow her entry. She stepped inside, smiling back at me. I removed her coat and scarf for her. To anyone else it might have seemed that I was getting to close, but this girl appeared to trust me. She sat down on the couch and I brought her a drink. Before long, Michiru returned. I took the groceries from her.
“We have a guest.” I called over my shoulder as I brought the bags to the kitchen. The girl stood up. “Michiru-san.” She said softly, a smile creeping across her face. Recognition shone in Michiru’s eyes as the keys fell from her hand. “Su- Suzumi?” she gasped. The girl nodded slowly.
“Suzumi-chan!” I was slightly appalled as I watched Michiru run and hug this girl called Suzumi. A faint twinge of jealousy panged in my chest. So I was rather shocked when tears welled in Michiru’s eyes. “How on Earth did you get here?” she asked. Suzumi laughed. “I have my own car, silly. I still had your address from the letters you sent.” She looked at me. “You must be the lovely, talented racer Haruka Tenou. I’ve heard many good things about you.”
She winked at me. I blushed, completely confused. Michiru smiled. “Haruka, this is Suzumi-chan. My dear little sister. Suzumi, indeed, this is Haruka Tenou. The beautiful racer I fell for.” She grinned. My blush deepened to bright crimson. “Suzumi-chan, how are Mother and Father?” Michiru asked.
“Wonderful. In fact, before long, I am to be the middle child of the family.” Suzumi said. Michiru gasped. “That’s wonderful.” I said softly, wrapping an arm around Michiru’s waist. “Indeed. It is to be a little boy.”
Suzumi smiled. “Haruka, we should go see my family. I want you to meet them.” I flinched as a wave of cold fear swept over me. “Please, Haruka. I want so much for them to know you. Know us.” She begged, her eyes pleading. “I know it’ll be difficult for you, but I want so badly for you to meet them.” My heart pounded. Could I honestly handle this? Suzumi glanced at me.
“They’ll love you on sight. I’m sure of it.” She said. That was what I was afraid of. “I’ll go.” I decided, resigned. “Thank you, Haruka!” Michiru cried and threw her arms around me, kissing me eagerly. I blushed at Suzumi’s laughter. “Gomenasai.” Michiru said sheepishly. “It’s all right.”
I said, smirking faintly. “When do we leave?” “How about tomorrow?” Suzumi offered. I agreed, and Michiru grinned up at me. “You’re the best.” She whispered. I smiled. “Right, then. I’ll go start packing while you girls get reacquainted.” I said, sticking my hands in my pockets and heading back to the bedroom. Closing the door quietly behind me, I knelt in front of my bedside table and opened the top drawer. Facedown inside was a framed photograph. I picked it up and flipped it over.
To anyone else, it was a simple family photo. To me, it was a treasured memory. My sister, Kiisaru, my brother, Yuhi. He was seventeen in this, she was fourteen. I was ten. It was the last shot before the accident. I pulled it to my chest, hugging it, tears streaming down my face. Why? I wondered. Why had I come out without a scratch, and lost them all? What was the point in that?