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Diamohns are Forever	By : SailorSol Category: Sailor Moon > General Views: 22490 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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THE HOKKAIDO EXHIBITION

Aster watched Haruka zip herself into her new racing leathers, her own hands full of hair.

Six and a half months had passed since the attack on Michiru and the execution/suicide that had ended Katayama and Satoshi�s lives.

Just before the end of the year, a racing coalition had approached Sean about sponsoring a team for an exhibition race that would take place on Hokkaido. They were having three divisions of racing, and Sean was welcome to enter in any or all of the three of them. They would have a Formula One style race, a motorcycle race, and a stock car race.

Sean had instantly agreed to put together a team. He knew that he had superior drivers among his friends and lovers. He also knew of Aster�s secret passion: she had spent her spare time for the last two years, designing a motorcycle engine that would run on hydrogen. She had acquired copies of the plans for similar engines for cars, and she had done her best to adapt them to a motorcycle. It would be a coup for Planetary Energy if they could field a team made up of hydrogen-powered vehicles.

Now, after six months of frantic activity, and five months of trials, six vehicles were in the Hokkaido Exhibition. There were two Formula One cars, two motorcycles, and two stock cars. Takagi and Minako were going to drive the Formula One cars. Aster and Haruka were going to enter the motorcycle race. Eduard and Vincent were driving the stock cars while the girls got ready.

All of the vehicles had five logos on them: Planetary Enterprises, Chiba Imports, Le Parc De Soleil, Fushida Incorporated, and the team logo: Team Firebird.

Aster�s hair was already tightly braided, stray hair slicked back with mousse so that nothing would tickle, get in her field of vision, or let anyone know that she was female. The very tight racing leathers that she was about to climb into would compress her more easily viewed assets so that her gender was not easily seen.

She carefully braided Minako�s hair so that she could carry out the same subterfuge. They had not lied to anyone, but they were not going to volunteer information, either.

Aster was tying off Minako�s braid when she heard the door of the trailer open and close, and then Sean came around the sheet that kept people from being able to see in, with Michiru behind him.

�I�ve just been to the VIP booth,� Sean said. �I don�t want you ladies to feel pressured, but there are several auto company executives that are looking to see how close we get to winning. They�re very interested in the secret hydrogen engine.�

�Let them,� Aster said. �The patents are all applied for. Just make sure that they know you don�t hold the patents alone, Red. They belong to all of us. If they want my engine, they negotiate with the whole crew.�

�Of course, m�dear,� he said. He kissed Minako on her forehead, gave Aster a lingering kiss on the lips, and walked over to Haruka to do the same.

Michiru came over to Aster while Sean was with Haruka.

�Aster,� she said. �I�ve come to a decision, but I�m frightened.�

�What, love?� Aster asked. She turned to face Michiru fully.

�Sean and Takagi have been wonderful and understanding,� she said. �I haven�t had a nightmare in over a month, and we�ve done everything but � well, you know.�

�You�ve decided that it�s time?� Aster asked. �When?�

�After the race,� Michiru said. �I need you and Haruka there, or I�m going to back out. I don�t want to back out. I�m tired of being afraid.�

�I�ll tell Haruka,� Aster said. �Make sure you have a bit too much to drink, during the race.�

�Are you sure?� Michiru asked.

�Positive,� Aster said. �If you�re tipsy, you�re more likely to go through with it. If we get you almost completely drunk later, you won�t back out.�

�Thank you,� Michiru said, smiling at her. �I knew you�d know what to do.�

�Look,� Aster said. �The champagne will be flowing freely in the VIP booth. Just keep a glass in your hand. You�ll be pleasantly lit by the time the Formula One race is over. By the time Haruka is in the Winner�s Circle, you�ll be feeling no pain, and you�ll be ready to take on all the Kishi, alone.�

�I�m not you,� Michiru said, smiling. �I can see why that would be a response to being raped, though. You either think you have nothing to lose, or you�re determined to show that it didn�t change you.�

�Yeah, something like that,� Aster said. �Just keep sipping during the race.�

�Okay,� Michiru said. She kissed Aster and then walked over to Haruka. After she kissed Haruka, she left with Sean, holding his hand.

~*~*~*~*~

Aster pulled off her helmet and tossed it to one of the pit crew that was running up to her. She ran over to where Haruka already had her helmet off, and she threw her arms around her.

�We did it, we did it!� she shouted. �We won! We�re almost five minutes ahead of the rest of them!�

�Yeah, Sun Face, we did it,� Haruka said, wrapping her arms around her. �Let�s hear it for girl power.�

�We haven�t heard how the others did, though,� Aster said, suddenly sober.

�Don�t worry, Sunshine,� Vincent�s voice made them both turn, without releasing one another.

�Eduard�s finally won a race,� Vincent said. �I came in third, an� that�s only �cause I got off the track, an� had to slow down on the grass. It cost me almost six minutes.�

�What about Minako and Takagi?� Aster asked.

�She won,� Vincent said. �Takagi came in a close second. They almost had to take a picture, it was that close. They�re all waitin� for you two, an� then we�ll find out who the third place winner is.�

Aster nodded and released Haruka. She turned to her motorcycle, intent on seeing it locked up before she went to celebrate.

Draped over the handlebars was a garland of pink rosebuds.

Aster felt a chill run through her body, making her feel cold in spite of the sweaty leathers she was wearing. She quickly grabbed the motorcycle and pushed it over to the shed, and maneuvered it inside.

She yelped as she was swept off of her feet and folded into muscular arms that smelled of frankincense and morning glories.

She spared one thought for the motorcycle, until she saw that it was being held upright by Zoisite, and then she turned in Kunzite�s arms and wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face into his neck, crying in relief.

�Shush, Hoshiko,� he murmured to her, stroking her hair and rubbing her back. �All is well. We are safe. Whatever was disrupting our ability to come here is gone. Everything is fine. Zoisite is here, as well.�

��Cinda�s in the VIP booth,� Aster choked out. �Just leave the motorcycle on it�s kickstand. She needs to know he�s okay.�

�Hey, Sunshine,� Vincent�s voice sounded outside the door. �I�m comin� in after you. The third place guy just came in. They need you in the winner�s � holy shit!�

Aster looked up to see Vincent in the doorway, staring at Kunzite with wide eyes.

�Is that really you?� he asked. �I thought you guys were gonna die.�

�We were uncertain of our survival, as well,� Kunzite said. �We were pleasantly surprised when matters returned to normal.�

�I think I�m as relieved as she is,� Vincent said. �Honey, we gotta go.�

�Okay,� Aster said. She pulled away from him and took a tissue out of a box nearby and wiped her eyes.

�We�ll be back in Tokyo in two days,� she told Kunzite. �Will you come see me, then?�

�If I cannot,� he said. �I will send you word.�

�Anytime, aisuru,� she said. She walked out quickly, before she went back to his arms. She carefully locked the door of the shed and trotted to where Haruka was waiting for her.

As the two of them approached the Winner�s Circle, several men in suits walked over to them.

�We would like to examine the motorcycle,� one of them said. �We understand that it is a new engine design. After we examine the motorcycle, we will meet with the designer. He has already given his consent.�

�That�s impossible,� Aster said, drawing herself up to her full height and tightening her grip on the motorcycle. �There is no way that you got permission from the designer.�

�How would you know?� one of them demanded.

�I am the designer,� she said. �I most certainly did NOT give you permission to examine my engines, and I am not meeting with you later.�

�I am one of the chief executives for Yamaha,� one of the men said, straightening his jacket.

�I don�t care if you�re an agent of the Emperor,� she snarled. �You just lied to me, and you tried to get access to my engines without my consent. I hold the patents, so you have just made it impossible for Yamaha to get the designs.�

�That is unreasonable,� the man argued. �You have no idea how much money you are passing up.�

�I don�t care,� Aster replied. �I�m a Fushida. I don�t need money. I have more than my whole family could spend. If you don�t watch it, I�ll buy Yamaha and get you fired!� She turned her attention back to the motorcycle and helped Haruka finish rolling it to the Winner�s Circle.

~*~*~*~*~

The gala party was going full swing. All of the drivers, and their team owners and sponsors, were in attendance.

Aster had changed out of her leathers and into a red knit evening gown that covered everything and hid nothing. It clung to her body, accenting every curve. When she stood still, she was covered from throat to feet. When she moved, the overlapped slits on both sides of the dress gaped, and showed her shapely legs, encased in gold stockings.

She was wearing Takagi�s Christmas present to her: a matched bracelet, necklace, earrings, and fillet of gold, set with graduated rubies alternated with yellow diamonds. The central stone on the necklace was ten carats, and the smallest stone was a full carat. Her bracelet was a full circle of three carat stones. The earrings were yellow diamond studs with rubies dangling from them.

Across the room, Michiru was resplendent in blue velvet, with white gold and emerald jewelry that Sean had given her for Christmas. She smiled graciously at men who greeted her, but she smile was growing tight. Aster could feel the rising bubble of fear that threatened to break out and send her running away.

Aster turned and walked over to where Haruka was leaning against a wall, resplendent in a midnight blue velvet suit and a gold silk blouse.

�We need to leave,� Aster said to her. �Michiru�s getting scared, with so many strange men around her. I�m not doing much better.�

�Dance with me, Sun-Face,� Haruka said, straightening up. �One dance, and then we�ll leave.�

�Okay,� Aster said. She turned and captured a glass of champagne from a passing waiter. She looked in Michiru�s direction until her lover turned to face her, and then she drained the glass.

Michiru took the hint, and she plucked a glass of her own. She drank it while she watched Aster and Haruka walk out to the dance floor.

~*~*~*~*~

When they reached their penthouse, Aster immediately moved to the bar and poured a round of drinks. She brought Michiru�s to her first, and then she handed the drinks to the others. By the time she was finished, Michiru had finished her drink.

Aster walked over to the trembling woman and gently took Michiru�s face in her hands.

�No worries, Ume�yosei,� she said. �I know you trust us all. You know I would never allow anyone to harm you. You know that they would die before they would hurt you.�

Michiru nodded, and then she turned to where Sean was sipping from his drink. She reached up and unfastened her necklace and put it on a side table. She removed her earrings and did the same with them. She turned to look at Aster, and then she reached up to the back of her neck to unfasten her dress. She held it in place while she pulled the pins out of her hair. While she shook her hair loose, she shimmied her body, and the blue velvet dropped to her hips, held on for a moment, and then dropped to pool at her feet.

Both Sean and Takagi stood, mesmerized by the impromptu strip tease. They quickly finished their drinks as she reached up between her breasts to unfasten her bra. They quickly put their glasses down as she kicked the dress aside and started walking towards Sean, sliding the bra off of her shoulders. She tossed the bra to Takagi as she strutted up to Sean, and she reached down and slid her lace underwear off of her hips and let them fall to her feet.

While the large Irishman stood staring at her nude except for her stockings and her sandals, she took one of his hands in hers and started backing towards the open door that led to one of the bedrooms.

Michiru seemed to be oblivious to any watchers as she led Sean to the foot of the bed, released his hand, and then climbed onto the bed and arranged herself in a position that would have embarrassed a Hustler pinup girl. Sean hurriedly shed his tuxedo tossing everything unceremoniously onto a nearby chair, and then he started to slowly climb into the bed with Michiru.

Only the watchers noticed that one hand was clenched into the sheet so tightly that the knuckles were white.

�I think you should join them, Odorikazu,� Aster said quietly. �I�ll keep Takagi amused.�

�If that�s what you think Sun-Face,� Haruka said.

�Look,� Aster said. �It�s not like you haven�t been there when Sean�s made love to her before. I think she needs one of us there. Either you go in, or you keep Takagi company.�

�Only you can melt the Ice King,� Haruka said. �I�ll keep Michiru company.� She walked towards the bedroom, where Sean was nibbling on Michiru�s breasts while one of his hands was probing between her thighs.

�Let�s go,� Aster said, turning to Takagi. �I don�t think they need an audience, and we�ll know if they have problems.�

She picked up Michiru�s dress and jewelry and took it into the other bedroom. She watched Takagi softly close the first bedroom door before he came to join her.

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