Home for the Holidays

Home for the Holidays
Author's note: YES, this is the story of an Outer Senshi bringing another home for Christmas, but it is NOT Rei-chan's fanfic about the same thing! Whole different story. Usual warnings, yes this is a Michiru and Haruka 'fic, can't seem to help it, they're a lot more interesting characters than I am. Some offensive language... you'll
see why. All characters that don't belong to me I don't have the copyright for (I only made Michiru's family up), but I'm not making money off this, so please don't sue me. (Mizuno Ami/Meredith)

*
"Moshimoshi, darling."
"Mother?" Michiru signaled for Haruka to be quiet.
"I haven't spoken to you for so long!"
"No, it's been a while." Michiru tried to shoo her sweat-drop away.
*This is the last thing I need!*
"Michiru-chan, I was wondering if you could possibly come home for Christmas this year."
"Well," she hedged, "I'd been planning on having a quiet evening with a friend of mine..."
"Oh, that's okay! You can bring the friend with you!"
Michiru gave in. "Sure, but only if I can be back home for Christmas Eve."
"That's wonderful! I can't wait to see you again and meet your friend." There was a pause.

"Dear, is this friend... a boyfriend?"
Michiru sighed. "No, Mama, Haruka's a girl."
"Oh. You know, dear, I really wish you'd get a boyfriend."
"Yes, I know."
"It's not right for someone as nice and pretty as you to be alone."
*I'm NOT alone.* "Mother, will you please stop prying into my sex life?"
There was a startled silence. *Probably can't believe I know what that is.* "Did I say something wrong?"
"Mama, I have to go. See you the week before Christmas."
Michiru hung up. She stared at the phone for a few moments. "Haruka, we're going to visit my family before Christmas."
"So I gathered." Haruka wrapped her arms around Michiru and pulled her into her lap. "Is this bad?"
"If your mother told you to bring me home, what would you do?"
Haruka blanched. "I wouldn't show."
"Why?"
"Well... I'd feel I had to make the announcement about you and me."
Michiru put her head on Haruka's shoulder. "Exactly," she said gloomily.

*

"You're sure you don't mind?" Michiru asked in a depressed tone.
Setsuna gave a nervous laugh. "No, no. You go ahead. I'll just stay here with Hotaru."
"Positive?" Michiru pressed.
"Ha! I won't get in your family's way. Er. I meant, I won't get in
the way of your vacation. Yeah."
Michiru sighed. "Can Haruka and I still have our private time on Christmas Eve?"
"Of course. After the four of us have our family time, Hotaru was going to sleep over with Chibi-Usa and I thought I'd visit the Neo-Queen.
*And Endymion, no doubt.* "Thank you so much," Michiru said sweetly.
"No problem," Setsuna replied, just as sweetly.
"Michiru, I've finished packing." Haruka walked in, with Hotaru tagging along.
"I helped," the little girl informed them.
Haruka and Michiru paused reluctantly. "Well," Haruka said eventually, "we should leave."
"Hug first," Hotaru demanded. They hugged her.
They pulled out of the driveway slowly. "Are you sure this is a good idea?" Haruka asked.
"No. It isn't."

*

Michiru's brother, Koshi, smiled dreamily. Michiru was bringing a friend. A female friend.
*Wasn't it nice of sister dear to bring me a present?*

*

As they entered the district where her parents lived, Michiru turned to Haruka. "I should warn you about my brother."
"Oh?"
"He's sex mad."
"Great." *This is all I need.* "Are you sure this is a good idea?"
The temperature in the car changed and Haruka realized that she probably shouldn't have said that.
"No!" Michiru shrieked. "This is a terrible idea! The worst! Horrible! Because now my brother is going to hit on you and I can't kill him and my mother wants me to get a boyfriend and my father thinks I DO have one and am hiding the fact and he probably thinks I'm f***ing pregnant and I'm gonna introduce you as my friend but will eventually have to explain that you're my lover and I'm a lesbian and all their hopes for having grandchildren out of me are ruined and in fact ALL their dreams for me being the child they always wanted are ruined and,"
Michiru took a sobbing breath, "I DON'T WANNA!!!"
Haruka had pulled over and was staring at Michiru. *She has a point.*
Michiru closed her eyes for a few seconds, then opened them and spoke in a calm tone. "Anyway, now that I've got that display of immaturity over with, shall we continue on our way?"

*

Michiru stared at the door for a long moment. Haruka squeezed her hand before dropping it. Michiru smiled nervously at her and knocked. It was opened immediately. "It's been so long," Michiru's mother gushed.
"Yeah. Nice to see you, too."
"How's my beautiful girl?" Michiru's father winked at her. She groaned mentally, seeing him glance at her waistline. *Why am I stuck with a family like this?!?*
"Fine. Okaa-san, Otou-san, Koshi-kun, I'd like you to meet Ten'ou Haruka."
"A pleasure. You and Michiru-chan are good friends?" her mother asked.
"Yes, very close," Haruka replied nervously.
"In that case, I hope you won't be distant with us," her father joked.
Koshi cracked up. *Great. They actually found that funny.*
"Er," Haruka said.
"Dear," Michiru's mother told her father, "They've driven a long way, and they're probably not up to your humor right now." She turned to Haruka. "Darling child, I'm sorry, but we don't have any rooms free.
Do you mind terribly sharing with Michiru?"
*Oh, good. At least she called her 'darling child'.*
"Well, it will be difficult, but I think I can manage," Haruka said with a straight face. *Bitch,* Michiru thought at her. Haruka gave her a thumbs up behind her back.
Koshi looked disappointed. Michiru stuck her tongue out at him when she thought no one was looking. *Little brother DOESN'T get to catch her alone in a bedroom.*
"Is it okay if we put are bags away and then get some rest? It's been a long day." *Please, I can't deal with this right now!*
"Oh, of course, dear. I put a matress on the floor for one of you."
"But..." Haruka began. Michiru grabbed her and pulled her into the bedroom. "But it's the middle of the day."

*

Michiru viciously shoved clothes into drawers. "We're going to have to share drawers. I'll help you unpack."
They unpacked in silence for a while. Michiru, digging through Haruka's stuff, turned and raised an eyebrow, dangling a lacy teddy from one finger. "Hmm?"
Haruka shrugged bashfully. "They might go out sometime, and..."
"We can hope." Michiru winked, smirking. A blush coloured Haruka's
cheeks. *She's so cute when she does that,* Michiru thought.
There was more silence, then Haruka sighed. "Michi-love -- I mean,
Michiru, I feel sweaty. Would you mind if I took a bath?"
"No, go ahead. If the parents don't stop you.

*

Haruka lay back in the bath with a relieved sigh. She could feel stress climbing onto her back, and the bath seemed to relax her. She scooped up water and watched it trickle through her fingers, seeing Michiru's hair instead. *Oh, my love, this is going to be such a trial for both of us.*
She had relaxed enough that she had started to drift into sleep when a voice whispered in her ear. "May I wash your back?"
*Koshi.*
Haruka sat upright but his hands were on her shoulders, pulling her back to him. "Please relax," he murmured. "I promise I won't hurt you." One of his hands slipped around her front, cupping the curve of a breast.
Haruka elbowed him in the solar plexus, then stood up as he began to fall and kneed him in the face. She grabbed a bucket of water and dumped it on him.
She pulled on a rope and knelt to his level. She grabbed his head by one ear and made him look at her. "The only reason I haven't killed you is because you are Michiru's brother," she hissed. "Remember that." She dropped his head and looked at him for a moment, then kicked him in the groin, hard. That done, she left the bathroom, closing the door softly behind her.

*

"Grrrrrr.... if he wasn't..."
Michiru looked up as Haruka stormed in. "Who?"
"Koshi."
"What?"
Haruka explained.
"I see. Excuse me, love."
Michiru hunted him down.

*

Koshi had just been picking himself up off the floor, groaning, when Michiru skidded in and shoved him against the wall, demonstrating amazing strength. "Koshi?"
"Gyngh?"
Michiru loosened her grip. "Never touch Haruka again."
"Why not?" Koshi actually sounded puzzled.
"Haruka already has a partner, and she's very loyal," Michiru said,
"and if you do that again... IF you survive what Haruka does to you... I'll kill you."
"Oh." Koshi rubbed his neck as Michiru left.

*

Michiru's father leaned over at the dinner table. "So, Haruka-kun, I hear you have a partner."
"Um..." Haruka said, desperately trying to avoid that subject,
"please... It's 'Haruka-chan' among friends."
"Oh," Michiru's mother sighed, "that's nice of you. What's his name?"
"His..." Haruka looked to Michiru hopelessly. Michiru shrugged.
"Mamoru!" Haruka gasped. Michiru raised an eyebrow.
"I guess he must keep all his promises to you, then," Michiru's father said.
"Er," Haruka said.
"Actually," Michiru broke in, "they've been having a bit of a fight... but I'm sure they'll be back together soon, right lo... Haruka?"
"Right!" Haruka squeaked.
"Oh, my, I hope it doesn't last long," her mother said.
"Right!"
They escaped as soon as possible after dinner.

*

Haruka ran her brush through her hair one more time with a sigh. *This is so difficult. We could be having a nice, quiet evening at home.*
She thought about Michiru's smile, her graceful body, and the fact that they were going to have to be really good for the next week. *Well, not THAT quiet.*
She really couldn't hide in the bathroom any longer; she hoped she could make it to Michiru's bedroom quickly. She opened the door and stepped out.
"Waugh!" Koshi screamed as he bumped into her, spilling his glass of water all over her white nightgown. "Gomen Na...s...ai..." He stared at Haruka's busom, practically drooling.
Covering her chest with her arms, she ran for the bedroom.

*
"Nice," Michiru commented as Haruka sat on the matress on the floor wearing the lacy teddy, "but don't you think it's a bit... early... for my parents to handle it?"
"Shut up," Haruka muttered, instantly regretting doing so,
"What's the matter?" Michiru asked, concerned.
"It's just... there's so much pressure...
"I'll tell them this week, love. I promise. Just a little while longer.

*

*Three days.*
*Three whole days.*
Haruka stared at her reflection, having again hidden herself in the washroom. *Three days of hiding. Three days of pretending not to love Michiru. Three days of waltzing around certain subjects.*
*How the hell can it only have been three days!?!*
Haruka slowly slipped on her robe and tied it. Her nightgown seemed to have disappeared sometime into the washing machine and she'd been wearing the teddy to bed every night. *I think I'm going insane.*
She stepped outside the bathroom.
"Excuse me."
She turned. *Not again. Doesn't he ever learn?*
"Um..." Koshi mumbled. "You know, I've been thinking... your boyfriend really doesn't sound like a nice guy. If there's anything I can do to help you with him... threats or whatever... I'm willing to help."
Haruka just looked at him. "Koshi-kun. Face it. I am NOT sleeping with you."
"I'm not..." Koshi said indignantly. He actually looked hurt. "I didn't mean..."
Surprised at herself, Haruka found herself believing him. *Well, he is
Michiru's brother.* "Yeah, whatever." Haruka turned and went into Michiru's bedroom.

*

Outside, Koshi's brow creased in thought.
Michiru insisting that she bring Haruka.
Haruka attacking Koshi when he hit on her.
Michiru's subsequent attacking Koshi when she found out that he had hit on Haruka.
Haruka panicking when asked her boyfriend's name.
Michiru had almost called her something... love?
Haruka really didn't like thinking about sleeping with him.
Michiru had never had a boyfriend.
*I wonder... surely Michiru... well, no harm in asking...*
He knocked on the door.

*

On the other side, Michiru froze, then rolled away. "Em, just a minute!!!"

*

Koshi rolled his eyes and opened the door. "It isn't like I haven't seen both of you nude before... er... nice teddy...
Haruka was sprawled back on the matress with one hand covering her ear.
Michiru sat on the edge on the same matress, flushed and slightly disheveled. "What...do you want?"
"To ask a question." He took a deep breath. "You two are... um... ahem..."
"We are..." Michiru prompted, running her hands through her hair,
"You are... well..."
"What?" Haruka began to look like she was enjouing herself.
"You..." Koshi coughed. "You two are..." He poked two fingers together. "...right?"
"I don't understand," Michiru complained.
"You do too! You're my sister! You've got too much of a dirty mind NOT to understand!"
"He's got you there," Haruka pointed out.
"Shush." Michiru threw a pillow at her. "Now, just ask your question."
Koshi closed his eyes. "Are you two lovers?" He peeked to see them look at each other. "C'mon, I got up the guts to ask!"
"Yes," Haruka said finally. "I love her very much."
"But please don't tell Mama and Papa... I plan to tell them soon,"
Michiru begged.
"Of course not! What do you think I am?!"
Michiru looked relieved. "Arigatoh."
"I just have one thing to say: you and I obviously like the same type of girl."
"Oh? Any who pass by?"
"Tall blondes who look cute in lacy red teddies."
Michiru smirked. "Doesn't she, though?"
"Hello?" Haruka asked. "I AM here."
"Although I like them a little less violent."
"Aggressive girls are very attractive!"
"Yeah, but she's not aggressive towards you, is she?"
"No, but she's so cute when she's angry."
Haruka blushed. "Do you mind?"
"And she's cute when she blushes, too," Michiru added.
"If I agree, will you kill me?"
"Yes."
"Ah."
Haruka pouted. "I give up. You two are definately related."
"Can you get her to pout again?" Koshi asked.
"Grrrrr..." Michiru snarled. "MINE!"
"Woah! Let's get violent, shall we?"
Michiru got Koshi in a strangle-hold, until Haruka seperated them with a hand on each of their chests (perfectly innocent with Koshi, less so with where her hand ended up on Michiru). She smirked at them. "Now, now. I know that I am absolutely gorgeous, but there is no reason to fight over me."
Koshi fell to one knee, eyes starry. "Please... let me fight for you... I will be yours forever!"
Haruka looked uncertain of what to do until Michiru handed her a pillow and attacked Koshi with another.

*

Michiru's mother and father looked up from their game of 'Go Moku' as Koshi's shout of "No fair!" came ringing down the hall."How nice," her mother said vaguely. "The children seem to be having fun."

*

"Otou-san, Okaa-san..." Michiru toyed with the food on her dinner plate. "I -- there's something I need to tell you..."
"Yes, dear, what is it?"
"Well...I...Haruka..."
The phone rang.
"Just a second." Her mother went to answer it, and came back with a strange expression on her face. "It's some little girl asking for 'Michiru-mama'. What... does this mean?"
"Ask Haruka!" Michiru squeaked and hurried off to the phone.
"Er," Haruka began to babble, "we were friends of her family and then there was an accident... she had no surviving kin... Michiru and I and a friend of ours, Setsuna, take care of her, and she calls us Michiru-mama, Setsuna-mama, and..."
"Haruka-mama?" Michiru's mother suggested.
"Well, no, actually, Haruka-papa. Er. Both her father and I have
short, white-blond hair, and..."
"Mama?" Michiru asked, poking her head in.
"Yes, dear?"
"Um... the friend of ours taking care of Hotaru-chan has to go away for a day, and she'd like to know if you can take care of her along with us. Setsuna will drop her off and pick her up."
"Hotaru?" her father said. "She must light up your life."
"Er," Haruka said.
"That's wonderful! I'm sure I'd love to meet this adopted child. Only, where would she sleep?"
"Oh," Michiru said distantly, "Haruka and I have been on sleep-overs
before. Would you mind awfully sharing my bed for that one night so Hotaru could get the matress?"
"Not at all, anything for our Hime-chan." Haruka pounded Koshi on the back as he choked on his food.
As Michiru sat down, her mother sighed happily. "So, what were you going to tell me?"
Michiru stared at her plate. "Nothing," she muttered.

*

Michiru's mother got to the door first when Hotaru arrived. "Oh, you must be Hotaru-chan. I'm so glad to meet you. Since you consider Michiru your mother, you might as well call me Obaa-san."
Hotaru bowed politely. "Konnichi wa, Obaa-san."
"Oh, what a kawaii child," Michiru's mother confided to Michiru. "Do you need any help with your bags?"
"It's okay, I only have the one."
Haruka hoisted Hotaru onto her shoulders. "Let's go unpack, hmm? Then it's an early bed for you, Hime-chan. You've had a long trip."
"But Haruka-papa..." Hotaru protested, and yawned. Michiru's father pulled Michiru to one side. "'Hime-chan'? You two must love her very much."
Michiru watched as Haruka ducked under the doorframe to make sure Hotaru didn't hurt her head. "We do," she said proudly.

*

Michiru and Haruka both rummaged through the cupboards to find something for themselves as Hotaru poured herself some Froot Loops for breakfast.
"So," Michiru's mother asked the little girl, "do you get to see both your Michiru-mama and your Haruka-papa a lot?"
"Of course," Hotaru said, puzzled. "I live with them."
"Oh? Her father asked. "They're roommates? Of course, they have to share a bed here..."
"Yep," Hotaru said happily, "just like home."
Haruka dropped the Cheerios, and Michiru slumped. Koshi slapped his
head. Michiru's mother and father stared at Hotaru.
"They sleep together?" Michiru's mother asked.
"Yeah, why not? They love each... oth...er..." Hotaru had noticed the
way everyone was looking at her and began to cry softly. "Michiru-mama? Haruka-papa? Did I say something wrong? I thought..." She ran to Haruka and curled up on the ground beside her, crying. "I'm sorry! You said you'd tell them! I'm sorry!"
Haruka knelt to her level and put her arms around the little girl.
"It's okay, Hime-chan. We were going to tell them soon anyway."
Michiru's mother turned to Michiru. "What?" she hissed.
Michiru straightened and took a deep breath. "Okaa-san, Otou-san, I'd like to re-introduce you. This is the most wonderful person in the world, my lover, Haruka."
Michiru's mother walked towards Haruka, who let go of Hotaru, extending a hand and smiling hopefully. "I..."
Michiru's mother punched Haruka.
Caught off guard, Haruka pitched backwards, landing on her rear, hard.
"You... you..." Michiru's mother screamed, "you WORM! How DARE you seduce MY DAUGHTER like that?!? You fucking bitch! Living off our hospitality, and then saying, oh, yeah, I've been screwing your daughter, have a nice day! I'll kill you!" Michiru's mother stepped towards Haruka again.
Before anyone else was able to do anything, Hotaru had jumped up and was between her and Haruka. "I won't let you hurt my Haruka-papa," she whimpered.
"Move away, Hime-chan," Haruka said softly. "It isn't safe."
"I don't care! I don't want you to get hurt, Haruka-papa! I love you!"
"Maybe after the child is gone?" Michiru's father suggested to her mother.
"Yes." Michiru's mother kept her gaze, eyes narrowed, on Haruka.

*

Michiru watched Setsuna take Hotaru away, a sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach. On one side was her lover, and on the other was Koshi. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. *Easy. You will survive this. You survived the Death Busters and Pharoh Ninety, you survived Neherenia, the Sailor Animamates, and Galaxia, you'll survive this. Probably.*
"Well?" her mother said coldly.
"I can explain." Michiru felt cold and hot at the same time.
"Really."
"I doubt it," her mother said, at the same time her father said:
"Go on."
*If either of them will support me, it will be him.* "I fell in love."
Her father shook his head sadly and turned away.
"You little slut," her mother snarled. "I hope you are just repressing bad memories... if you actually willingly let her into your pants... how much did she pay you, anyway?"
Michiru reeled in shock. Haruka took a step forward, fists balled.
*Typical Haruka. When attacked herself, she won't hurt my family... but when I'M insulted...*
Surprisingly, it was Koshi who got the first word in. "Okaa-san, I won't let you talk to my sister that way."
Their mother looked surprised. "What?"
He put a protective arm around Michiru. "I think it's great that Michiru loves someone and someone loves her."
"But... a WOMAN..."
Koshi sighed and stepped forward, putting a hand on his mother's
shoulder. "Okaa-san, face it. Michiru's a lesbian. She prefers girls. That's all there is to it."
"I suppose, Michiru's father said reluctantly. "If she had to... to be this way, it's better that she like a girl who... who cares about her and that... their child."
Michiru's mother looked panicky. "Ten'ou Haruka, I don't know how you seduced my whole family, but..."
"But she didn't," Michiru said. "When we first got together, I was the one who approached her. Until we spent more time together and I told her how I felt, she wouldn't... get close to me."
"I was afraid of what I felt for you," Haruka whispered.
"It isn't just sex," Michiru told her family, "I love her. I want to spend the rest of my life with her. And beyond. Ever since we've been together, I've been truly happy. I feel... I feel like the luckiest person alive. And whether or not you approve won't decide whether I stay with her or not. I'm staying. I want your approval -- you're my
family, and I don't want to lose you -- but if I have to live without it, I will." She felt tears rise to her eyes and leaned into Haruka's arms, knees feeling weak. "I love her. I'm not giving that up."
Haruka held her tightly, face buried in Michiru's hair.
"Oh, mama," Koshi said, running his hand over his eyes, "I don't know how you can hate her after something like that. Can't you see that she's the best match ever for Michiru?"
Michiru's father looked at Haruka. "Do you love her?"
Haruka met his gaze. "More than the world."
"But... but..." Michiru's mother whimpered, deprived of a target,
"but... I want a grandchild..." She burst into tears.

*

"Mama?" Michiru pulled away from Haruka and ran to her mother. "Mama,
I'm sorry, but I can't... I'm sorry."
Haruka opened her mouth to say something apologetic, but found other words emerging. "You've got a son like Koshi-kun, and you're worried about not having grandchildren?"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Koshi demanded.
"Well," Michiru pointed out, "you ARE somewhat womanized."
"No, I'm not!"
"You aren't?" Haruka asked pointedly.
"Okay, so I DID jump you in the bath, but I'm not..."
"You what?!" Michiru's mother demanded.
"A chip off the old block, hmm?" Michiru's father winked at her mother.
She coloured.
*I don't even WANT to know,* Haruka thought.
"What really gets me," Haruka said aloud, "was that long discussion you two had on the types of girls you like."
"Okay, okay, I think you've proven that I like the OPPOSITE gender."
Michiru leaned forward, hair tumbling into her eyes. "Mama, I -- it's
okay if you don't approve, so long as you just accept it."
Her mother looked at Michiru and Haruka for a long while, then reached out and embraced Haruka fiercely. "Take care of my little girl," she whispered, tears running down her face.

*

In the middle of the night, Michiru's mother opened the door to Michiru's door a crack and peered in. Michiru lay asleep in Haruka's arms, a small smile on her face.
[Both of her parents had been upset at this new sleeping arrangement, but Koshi had pointed out that they'd slept together the night before, anyway. "All right," her father said eventually, "but no dirty stuff.
None of that in MY household." Koshi had said that there had obviously been SOME dirty stuff in th household before, or they wouldn't have ended up with two children.]
A frown creased Michiru's face as the light from the hall disturbed her sleep, but the other girl unconciously tightened her arms and stroked Michiru's back.
Michiru's mother swallowed back anger at the thought of another woman touching her Michiru. *Haruka loves her,* she thought, seeing Haruka guarding Michiru's dreams from all that could harm her. *She truly loves her.*
Footsteps came up behind her, and she felt her husband's hand on her shoulder. "Will you come to bed now?" he asked quietly.
She wiped her eyes, smiled, and nodded.

*

"Since you have to go, I'd better show you my trick now," Koshi told Michiru.
"What, bringing girlie pictures to life?"
"Ha, ha, funny." Koshi took out a teacup and balanced it on the end of a stick.
"Seen that before," Michiru said in a bored tone.
Koshi scowled and began to spin the cup. He took one step back, and another, until he hit Haruka, who had just appeared in the doorway. The teacup smashed to the floor.
"Hey, watch it," Haruka said belatedly.
"Grrr..." he snarled. "I'll get you for that -- and I know where you live!"
"Um," Haruka agreed thoughtfully. She picked up the Froot Loops and brought it to the table.
"Heh," Michiru's father said. "I guess when YOU eat them, they really ARE 'Fruit' Loops, right?"
"Er," Haruka mumbled, "um, not... really..."
Koshi sighed. "Papa, that's for men."
"Okay, then, I bet you and Michiru don't take long, romantic walks along the beach, you take long, romantic walks along the dykes."
"Er... sorry, what was the question?" Haruka wiped sleep guck out of her eyes.
Michiru's father sighed, sweatdropping. "Never mind."

*

"Are you sure you have to leave?" Michiru's mother asked.
"Hotaru and Setsuna are waiting for us," Michiru said, a little sad to go.
"Wouldn't want to keep some beautiful ladies waiting, hmm?" Koshi wiggled his eyebrows.
"You should know," Haruka said sarcastically.
"Yeah. Tell Setsuna she's cute."
"You never met Setsuna," Michiru said, "you were getting a snack when she picked Hotaru up."
"So? Tell her anyway."
Haruka and Michiru got in the car and rolled down the window to shout a farewell.
As Michiru's parents returned it, Koshi ran a few feet forward and cupped his hands to his mouth.
"Hey, babe, by the way... nice teddy!"

*

Michiru sipped at her wine. It was quiet in the house with only her and Haruka -- Hotaru was with Chibi-Usa, and Setsuna was with Serenity and Endy-san. "Ara, what a week, beloved."
"Yes." Haruka swirled the wine in her glass, not taking her eyes off Michiru. "I like your brother. He's annoying but he means well." She paused, then added, "Not that I'd tell HIM that."
Michiru laughed. "Yes. It was tough, and I'm glad it's over, but... I'm also glad it happened."
"Yes."
Michiru looked at Haruka over the rim of her glass. "So," she murmured. "It's Christmas Eve. Do you have a present for me tonight as well as tomorrow?"
Before she could blink, Haruka had taken the wineglass out of her hand and picked her up. Carrying her to the bedroom, Haruka kissed her soft lips, then pulled back and smiled at her. "Merry Christmas," she murmured, leaning to kiss her again.

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