SM Monthly submission
February 2007: OTP
Theme: Curse (Day 4)
"Must you always curse like that?" Michiru asked, though her tone was more scolding than questioning. She peered up from her book at Haruka, who was still jumping around from having stepped on yet another rock hidden in the sand.
Haruka sent the rock skipping into the ocean and joined Michiru on the beach blanket. "It's a way to relieve my frustration," she answered diplomatically, peeking over Michiru's shoulder to see what she was reading.
The aqua-haired woman shook her head, shifting so Haruka would stop reading over her shoulder. "There are other ways to relieve frustration and certainly different words you could use." She felt like this was a conversation she should be having with their daughter, though the chances of Hotaru using such words were highly unlikely.
"But none of them have the same feeling," Haruka countered. "'Fuck' has such a unique sound." She grinned, having seen Michiru twitch at the word. "Plus, it's fun to say."
Michiru sighed, returning to her book. Haruka rolled over on her stomach, propping herself up on her elbows so that she could look at Michiru. "You should try it," she suggested eagerly.
"No," came the even reply.
"Aw, come on - just once!"
Ocean-blue glanced up at her darkly. "No."
"Just once!" Haruka nudged Michiru as she spoke. "Just once and then I'll leave you alone. It's very simple to say. Fuck. One syllable. Come on, say it with – FUCK!!!"
Suddenly Haruka was jumping around the blanket, trying desperately to dislodge the ice that had somehow gotten into her bathing suit.
Michiru affected not to notice, though faint tendrils of steam lifted from her cool hand in contrast to the warm air as she simply turned another page of her book. "Like I said, there are other ways to relieve frustration..."