| By Sara Hughes
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You didn't think
she'd have the guts to do it.
Haruka locked her eyes onto her beloved's in a long, cold
stare. Michiru's own eyes sent a silent plea out to her love.
Haruka turned away "No Michiru. This is simply something
I cannot agree with. You'll have to choose between us. I'm not
living like that"
You thought she was above self-inclusion fics.
She walked down the unfamiliar road, following the blond
through the night. >There's got to be a reason. Why did she
just take off like that?< The girl followed for as long as
she could, but soon found herself lost in the darkness of some
sort of large, spacious room. An acrid scent reached her.
>Ok. Now where am I?< Suddenly the sound of an engine
being revved filled the room. With a sinking feeling in the
pit of her stomach, the young american turned around to find
herself between the twin headlights of a car. The one she had
been following sat in the driver's seat, an amused look on her
face.
"Next time don't stalk me so obviously."
You thought wrong.
Setsuna grinned and shook her head "I should have known
better."
Four senshi.
Once each one was done saying her individual speech, they
combined their voices. "We are the outer senshi,
defending this solar system against outside invaders!"
Three Americans.
"I can't believe this!" grumbled the brunette as she
rummaged through the Tenoh kitchen "Green tea, suki yaki
leftovers... where's the coke? Where's the popcorn? Where's
all the really sugary junkfood?!" Her friends watched
with mild amusement on their faces. "Don't worry,"
said one, "Kate will cook something. Right?" Kate
blinked "Um. . . how does sushi sound?"
One home.
"I don't think I can take much more of them!"
growled Haruka. Hotaru looked up at Setsuna "Setsuna-mama?
Why doesn't Haruka-papa like the american peoples?"
"Because they're too much like her. Well, that and they
keep her and Michiru from-"
Michiru's eyes nearly popped out of her head "Setsuna-chan!"
"-going out on a date because they have to play tour
guides."
Three voices chorused from the entrance hallway "We're
home!"
Haruka sighed "Here we go again."
Hurry! If you hide fast enough you may escape!
Michiru let a slow smile form "We'll just see about
that."
TSC Productions presents . . . Gaijin!
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