I can imagine the moment

Breaking out through the silence

All the things that we both might say

And the heart it will not be denied

'Til we're both on the same damn side

All the barriers blown away

Peter Gabriel

Author's note:

This is a story about Haruka and Michiru. The anime's timeline isn't important (as this is a fanfiction -'''). Haruka and Michiru have know each other for over two years and they are friends with Sailor Moon and her team. They are still looking for the talismans, but this time their quest is not as busy as it is shown in the anime.

Haruka and Michiru are in love with each other but neither of them is ready to confess her feelings.

For all those people who know Japan or are even living in it: Gomen nasai bows deeply. I don't know if Japan has such mountains as I describe them in this story. If not, please forgive me.

Disclaimer: I guess everyone knows who created Sailor Moon... The story is mine. If you want to tell me how much you liked my story -''' or how much you hated it, just write to aprileaglefreenet.de ! I will answer every letter. I promise.

The actual meaning of the song "Come talk to me" is another one, but I think the lines are suitable. I love this song very much and I think everyone knows how hard it is to talk about personal feelings.

It's never been easy to talk about love.

Break the silence

By April Eagle

prologue: dancing dolphins

It was a hot summer day. Burning sunlight seemed to touch the earth, putting it almost on fire. Busy cars forced their ways through the big streets that divided the big city. They wriggled like snakes between the huge sky scrapers. The hot asphalt steamed, the air quivered over it.

Outside the city the noise died slightly away and green trees and wide meadows covered the ground. Small huts could be seen overall between the high trees. They fit perfectly into the image nature created right next to the industrial giant, although the park itself looked a little bit out of place. The near ocean's rushes could be heard as well as the birds' sweet singing practically everywhere. Many people strolled through the huge park at the outer ring of Tokyo. They enjoyed the nice weather, their free time or simply their pension. Young people walked next to old ones. The big city's isolation didn't exist here. People greeted each other although they didn't actually know why. Children played at the playground or hide-and-seek between the bushes. Loving mothers watched them proudly. Some dogs barked and chased excitedly after tiny sticks. Couples went along the sandy ways holding their hands.

Burning sunlight shown from a cloudless sky through the window of a small shop in the middle of the park. The huts in the park sold mainly ice cream, cold drinks and souvenirs. This shop was specialized in souvenirs for the tourists who visited Tokyo each day. Souvenirs... and if you opened you eyes and looked around patiently you could find treasures between tiny copies of the Tokyo Tower or cheap pictures of the great ocean that started right behind the "Green Oasis" as the people called this park.

Two ear rings sparkled as a young woman picked them up. She took off her sun glasses and her dark green eyes stared at the jewellery thoughtfully: sparkling jewels formed the eyes of jumping dolphins; the animal's silver skin shimmered blue and the young woman was reminded of the endless sea - and of two blue eyes she loved so much...

"They are very cute, aren't they?" The shop assistant, a young woman of almost twenty years, appeared next to her and glanced over her shoulder. Then she looked around in the small shop and frowned. "I didn't realize that we have such ear rings." She ran a steady hand through her long red hair. Such miracles happened quite often. The small shop was so inoverwieving that people often found things she didn't even know existed.

The young woman took a deep breath, then she looked up.

"I'll take them." She declared in a low voice and went over to the counter. The shop assistant followed her immediately.

"Shall I wrap them up?" she asked friendly. The young woman only nodded, so the young shop assistant took a sheet of paper and started to fight with it within the next seconds. It was too big and she had no scissors, of course. So she started to talk in order to cover her awkwardness.

"Are you from here? Or are you a tourist?" she asked politely and rolled her eyes as she heard the door bang when her younger sister entered the small shop.

"Hey, Yako. How do you do?" Another girl with red but short hair went over to the counter and grinned at the young woman. She eyed long blue jeans and the wide black shirt their customer was wearing. She whistled under her breath.

"If I had known that you would have such nice guys in your shop I..."

"Go to university and study!" replied her older sister grumpily and finally won the battle with the big paper.

"It's too hot for learning! By the way what is he buying?" wanted her curious sister to know and grinned again at the young woman who smiled back and took her sun glasses into her right hand.

"Ear rings. Dolphins with diamonds."

"O, I didn't realize that we have such ear rings. That we have ear rings at all."

"Me neither. But granny does the purchases so I wouldn't wonder too much."

"Our loving granny... I am hungry. Don't you think it's time for dinner?" The pleading expression of the smaller sister's face was so funny that the young woman giggled.

"Here you are." The shop assistant gave the small box to the customer and sighed. "Why don't you just go and cook yourself something? You're old enough!" she scolded, but her little sister didn't even listen to her. She merely followed the young woman.

"Do you have any appointments this evening?" She asked and wasn't even ashamed to talk to a stranger in such an open way. At least she didn't blush.

"Asuka!"

The young woman put on her sun glasses and the smile on her face froze. Then she left the shop without any greetings and went away.

"Asuka! You're crazy!" could be heard from the hut's open door. Obviously the older sister was scolding the younger one.

"Yako!"

"Don't you think that he's already got a nice girlfriend? What do you think for he did buy these wonderful ear rings?"

"O, then his girlfriend is lucky. She must be someone special."

The voices died away as the young woman walked deeper into the park.

Someone special...

The young woman thought of shinning blue eyes, of long sea green hair that felt like velvet and of a smiling face that always seemed to understand her. Of two small hands that could play the violin in a tender way that touched her heart every time she heard the soft melodies.

Someone special.

"Hai..."

Michiru is indeed someone special.

Haruka sighed silently and glanced down on her watch - and knew that she was too late. Surely the others were already waiting for her; she had to hurry up.

The girl sat on the park bank. Warm wind played with her short blue hair and the white skirt she was wearing. Birds sung and the leaves of the trees around rushed like the wide ocean near Tokyo. However, she didn't notice nature's sound around her. All she saw was the thick book she held in her hands. Her blue eyes shimmered behind glasses as they followed endless lines of written words.

"He! What are you doing here so alone?" A man sat down next to her and grabbed her shoulder. The girl looked up startled and the book escaped her hands.

"Leave me in peace!" she demanded and wanted to pick up her book and leave as he held her back, forcibly.

"You remember me of my former girlfriend." He said and she could smell alcohol on him. "Are you as good as she was?" The man asked and leaned nearer.

"Get off me!" demanded the girl. This time her voice was louder, and a little bit more frightened, too.

"Hey, small one! Don't be so shy. I know you want it, too." He smiled and she could see the violence in his mad eyes. His hands hurt on her shoulders, but she wasn't strong enough to escape.

"No..." she winced as he tried to force her into a kiss. "NO!" She screamed and held up her hands protectively before her face. He brutally slapped them away and hit her.

"No..." she stammered and suddenly tears were running down her burning cheeks. The glasses landed in the grass and it cracked as the glass sprung.

"Yes!" declared the young man and grinned satisfied as he felt that she was too weak to defend herself seriously enough.

"She said no !" Two hands grabbed his dirty shirt's collar and he was spun around. He let go off the girl and found himself suddenly down in the grass next to the bank. He looked up in disbelieve and stared hatefully at a young man above. He wore sunglasses, but he could see that he was very angry. The wind played with the short blond hair, two fists were clenched.

"O, she's your girlfriend?" asked the man and searched the grass for a useful weapon. Finally he found it. The man looked from the young man above to the still weeping girl on the bank. "Why don't we just share her? She's woman enough for two men."

The young man said nothing. He just grabbed his shoulder violently and forced him to his feet. For some moments he only stared silently into the man's eyes. Then he and took a deep breath.

"Go away as long as you can." He said and let him go. When he turned toward the girl, the man grinned and raised the stone he found in the grass earlier.

"Haruka!" yelled the sobbing girl with her blue eyes wide open as he threw it toward the young man.

Haruka moaned as she felt the pain in her head and went to her knees. The world spun around, but she didn't give in her dizzy feeling. She grabbed the man's extended hand and hit him hard with her other one in the stomach.

"That was the last time that you tried such dirty tricks." She declared and hit him again. He tried to defend himself but she didn't even feel it. She was angry. Very angry. Angry at herself for being late. Ami had waited for half an hour, and she had been late. Almost too late! Haruka didn't want to think about what could have happened if she hadn't come five minutes ago...

The man tried to hit her right shoulder, but she was faster. He stumbled and fell against her upper part of the body. For some moments he could feel her breasts under her black shirt and his eyes grew wide in disbelieve. Haruka kicked him away and stepped back.

"Nani..." whispered the man and stared at Haruka with that look she hated so much. "What kind of sick persons are you?" His eyes wandered from Ami who wrapped her arms protectively around herself to Haruka who stood over him breathing hard.

He crept nearer and before Haruka could react he grabbed her shirt's collar and stared down at her in disgust.

"Don't you think it's unfair for the sweet one over there that she will never know how it is to have a man in her bed? I mean a real man not such a repulsive being like you?"

This time Haruka didn't care if she would hurt him too much. She didn't even care if she would kill him. She just hit him right into his stupid grinning face. She didn't want him to get off her now. That wasn't important any longer. She only wanted him to stop talking.

With a loud moan he went on his knees and held his broken nose. Blood ran over his dirty shirt and his angry shinning eyes glared at her silently. His face showed all the hate he felt for her – and all the disgust.

"You dyke..."

Shut up! Just shut up!

She didn't want to hear the words. She had never wanted to hear them.

However, she had to.

"Go home and don't ever try to hurt her. Or anyone else. Otherwise I'll kill you." Haruka turned away from him and slowly went over to Ami who just stared frightened at the bleeding man down in the grass.

"Everything okay?" asked the young car racer and picked up the broken glasses together with the thick book.

"Hai.." whispered the senshi of water and took a deep breath.

The next moment Ami sat upright.

"What about your head?" she asked alarmed and looked at the blood that covered some blond strands.

"O, it's just a scratch. Nothing to worry about." The young car racer smiled to reassure Ami. Sheepishly she ran a steady hand through her hair and made a face she quickly tried to hide her tomboyish grin.

"I am sorry that I was late." Haruka helped the girl up and picked up the bag that contained other books, of course.

Ami glanced at her because she suspected that this wasn't the only reason Haruka was apologizing, but she couldn't penetrate dark sunglasses.

"And I am sorry that I am too weak." Answered Ami guilty and squinted, because she could hardly see anything without her glasses.

"No, you're not. He was just too rude." Haruka took Ami's hand to guided her through the big park. She didn't want her stumbling over a stone or walking into a wall. "Let's go and find an optician to repair your glasses. Afterwards let's fetch Rei. Surely she's already waiting for us."

"And being totally depressed. You know her. She had wanted an ice cream all day and now we're almost an hour too late."

"She'll survive it." Declared Haruka and grinned as she thought of the young priestess. "With two chocolate ice creams she will survive almost everything."

"Hai, she's almost as greedy as Usagi."

Haruka only laughed at her statement and the sun seemed to be brighter. Everything seemed to be alright again. The man vanished and soon he wouldn't be more than a bitter memory of a long forgotten nightmare.

"Did you find something nice? Except books, I mean?"

Ami glanced at Haruka and told her once again that books were indeed nice. She tried to explain the books' summaries and why she bought them. While doing so she wondered if the Haruka's head injury hurt a lot. Because Haruka's hand guiding her was ice cold although it was a very hot summer day.

And it trembled.

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