Night Skies and Seas

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, Sola or any characters or concepts from either series. No profit is being made from this story.

Haruka grinned as her car sped forwards, splashing through puddles as the windshield wipers flicked back and forth to clear away the rain. She listened to the sound of raindrops drumming on the roof as she savoured the familiar sensation of chasing the wind.

As enjoyable as it was, she looked forwards to getting back home to Michiru. Her lover did not approve of her going for a drive in such weather, but she understood what it meant to Haruka and so she had not protested, asking only for her to promise to be careful. She deeply appreciated Michiru's understanding. I'll have to be sure to make it up to her she thought.

Just then she caught sight of something lying on the road in front of her. She braked hard, expertly pulling her car to a halt in front of the huddled form. Haruka got out, pulling her jacket tight against the rain as she hurried over. To her astonishment she found herself looking down at a young woman her own age.

The girl wore a pink blouse with a short deep red vest over it. Her miniskirt was also deep red as was the beret on her head. Her slender legs were covered by black thigh-length stockings and her feet by black boots. She was very pretty, with a trim figure, long purple hair and an attractive face. A black choker circled her neck.

Haruka checked her pulse and breathing. Both were faint but steady. She carefully lifted the girl up and carried her to the car.

Michiru peered out of the window, studying the patterns formed by the rain as it ran down the glass. She hoped that Haruka would be back soon. Although she knew that her girlfriend was more than capable of driving in such conditions, a part of her couldn't help but worry. Still, she knew that Haruka wouldn't let a little bad weather keep her from getting behind the wheel. That wild, reckless spirit was one of the things she loved about her. She smiled fondly at the thought.

A pair of headlights shone through the gloom and the car appeared. Michiru frowned as she noticed something amiss. There was a sense of urgency in her lover's driving, as if she was in a great hurry.

The door opened and Haruka entered, carrying a dripping wet, unconscious girl. "Michiru, I need help!"

She ran over and helped her carry the girl. "Haruka, what happened?"

"I don't know. I was on my way back when I saw this girl just lying in the middle of the road."

They carried her over to a sofa and placed her down gently. Michiru hurried to the bathroom and returned with an armful of towels.

"We should get her to a hospital" said Haruka as they set to work drying her.

"Wait Haruka" she replied. "I can feel a strange energy about this girl."

"What do you mean? Is she a demon?"

Michiru took out her Deep Aqua Mirror and studied her intently. "She's not a demon and she's not from outside the solar system. But somehow I sense that she isn't human either. This energy… it's unlike anything I've sensed before."

"Is she dangerous?"

"I don't think so. I don't feel any kind of threat from her." She touched her index fingertip to her chin, a thoughtful look on her face. After a moment she said "We need to find out more about her. I think that we should wait until she wakes up and then ask her ourselves."

Haruka nodded. She trusted Michiru's instincts. "All right" she agreed as she stood up. She frowned as she looked down at the stranger. Who or what are you? Why were you lying in the road?

Michiru smiled gently and took her girlfriend's hand in her own. "Don't worry Haruka. It will be fine."

Haruka smiled back and lightly caressed her hand with her fingertips.

Matsuri stirred faintly and opened her eyes. Where am I?

She looked around, realising that she was lying on a sofa in an unfamiliar but comfortable living room. Beautiful paintings adorned the walls.

But how can this be? She remembered giving her life to Aono to make her human again. After that… nothing.

She heard a door open and turned her head. A beautiful young woman with long, aqua hair entered the room, her slender form moving with almost unearthly grace. She had ocean blue eyes set in an elegant, lovely face. She smiled warmly as she said, "hello, how are you feeling?"

"Oh I'm fine" Matsuri replied.

"I'm glad" she said. "I am Kaioh Michiru."

"I am Shiho Matsuri."

Another woman entered. She was tall, lean and strong-looking, with an almost masculine, but still attractive look. Her short hair was a sandy blonde and her eyes were teal.

"This is my partner, Tenoh Haruka" said Michiru. "Haruka, this is Shiho Matsuri."

"Hi."

"Hi."

"Haruka found you and brought you here" said Michiru.

"Thank you very much" she smiled happily.

"You're welcome" Haruka replied. "But what happened to you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I found you lying unconscious in the middle of a road."

"Um." Matsuri scratched her head uncertainly. "Ah, what was it?"

"Don't you remember?"

Once again she hesitated. Michiru tried a different approach, "do you have any family that we can contact?"

"I'm afraid not."

After a few moments of questioning, Haruka and Michiru exchanged a nod. It was time for the direct approach.

"Matsuri-san, there is something we have to tell you" said Michiru, her tone gentle but firm. "We know that you are not human."

She looked at them in shock. "We mean you no harm" Michiru continued. "We want to help you, but to do that you have to be honest with us."

"Okay." Matsuri nodded, sensing that she could trust them. She reached over to a bowl of fruit and picked up an apple which she held in front of her. "Watch."

The apple rapidly withered away and crumbled into a pile of dust. "I am a yaka" she said calmly. "A night being."

She told them her story, finishing with how she had lost consciousness after giving her life to Aono. "I don't know how I came to be on that road." She paused for a moment; head lowered in contemplation and then looked up with a cheery smile. "Anyway, I'll be going now."

"What? Where will you go?" Haruka exclaimed.

"It's okay. I'll find somewhere. I don't want to be a problem."

"It's no problem at all" Michiru said kindly. "You can stay here for a little while until we find you a place of your own."

She was about to protest further, but one look into the aqua-haired girl's eyes and her protests vanished at the depth of caring and sincerity she saw in them. "Thank you very much."

"Besides," Haruka added with a grin, "it'll be nice to have another cute girl living here."

Matsuri tilted her head. "Haruka-san is a pervert?"

Michiru giggled while Haruka's jaw dropped.

A short time later the two of them were in the kitchen while Matsuri was watching television in the living room.

"I am not a pervert" Haruka grumbled. "I'm not the least bit perverted."

Michiru giggled. "What's wrong? Does it bother you that for once a girl wasn't swooning over you?"

Haruka's face reddened. "No. I just don't like being called a pervert."

"Don't worry Haruka" Michiru smiled. "I know you're just a flirt."

"I'm your flirt" Haruka replied without hesitation, a warm, loving look in her eyes.

Michiru returned the look as she hugged Haruka tightly and pressed a kiss to her lips. Haruka returned the hug with one arm, reaching up with the other to run her fingers through Michiru's silky hair as they kissed.