"Will you hurry up, Haruka? Your partner's already waiting." A guy with short black hair yelled at his favourite student. Don't mind the attitude, he has been like that ever since his wife left him. If you get to know him better, he would not be as bad as you think he is.

"Hai, hai, Hongo-sensei…" Haruka, a 19 year old tall, tomboyish blonde took all her stuff from her locker and rushed towards her teacher, almost falling.

"Remember, she's-"

"She's the daughter of the Yamaha director, I have to behave… Yeah, yeah. You've repeated that tons of times, sensei." The blonde pianist sighed. Her teacher looked more excited than her.

"Alright, here we are." Hongo stood still in front of the well-crafted wooden door. He straightened his coat and cleared his throat before knocking on the door.

"Come in." Haruka's eyebrows cocked upon hearing that angelic yet familiar voice.

"Behave." He reminded her one last time as he turned the doorknob, revealing a feminine figure with aquamarine hair. Haruka took one look at her and her eyes widen.

Oh my god… She looks just like…

"Haruka!" Hongo's voice brought her back to reality.

"Oh, huh?"

"How long do you intend to stand there?"

"E-Eh, gomen!" She laughed nervously, rubbing the back of her neck.

"Well…?"

"Yes?"

"Get in here, dammit!"

"Ah, yes, yes." Haruka blushed and walked in, closing the door behind her. Never had she been so embarrassed in her life . She looked up when she heard her new partner giggling.

"You're funny, Tennou-san."

"Eh.. Hehe…" She was speechless.

"Haruka, this is Kaiou Michiru." The tomboy stunned, her eyes widen.

Kaiou… Michiru?!

"Haruka!"

"Hai!" The loud voice brought her back to reality. Haruka took a glance at her teacher and none the less, saw him shooting daggers at her. She gulped. The whole room suddenly became silent and she blushed, even harder than before. "Erm…" Hongo narrowed his eyes, signaling her to greet the director's daughter.

"T-Tennou Haruka, yoroshiku." She bowed.

"Kaiou Michiru, yoroshiku." Michiru smiled at the other's cute behavior.

"Alright, we've finally got over the introduction. So, Kaiou-san, have you selected a piece for the competition? It's in 3 weeks time."

"Yes. Spring by Beethoven. Is that alright with you, Tennou-san?" The violinist asked.

"N-Nope!"

"Okay then, start your practice now, we don't have much time left." With that said, he left the room. The aquamarine hair girl went to her violin and unlocked the case. Haruka, on the other hand, was almost smiling her way to heaven.

"Hey, Kaiou-san."

"Hm?"

"If you don't mind me asking… Why did you choose this piece?"

"This piece means a lot to me…" Michiru closed her eyes as she placed both her hands across her heart, smiling warmly.

"I see…" Haruka grinned. She didn't know that the 3 days they spent together meant so much to the younger girl.

"We can change if you're not comfortable with it!" She quickly added.

"Oh, I'm comfortable alright…"

(8 years ago…)

The blonde walked through the bushes, cursing every now and then. She had been camping in the woods for almost a week now. Her family never cares about her. Her educations, her music, her allowance was all paid by her uncle. Sometimes she wondered if her uncle was her real father. Haruka was a wild and hyper kid. She could never spend hours at home, especially not during holidays. Once every blue moon she would be camping in the woods, just to relax.

"Sob…"

She heard a weird sound coming from the bushes and quickly took out her wooden sword from her backpack. Slowly yet carefully, she walked towards it, biting her lower lip. "Who goes there?!" She jumped behind the bushes. Her gaze softened when she spotted a young aquamarine hair girl crying on the ground. She rushed to her side and sat down beside the girl. "Hey, what's wrong?" The girl kept silent. All that could be heard was her sobs. Haruka sighed.

(Few moments later…)

"Are you okay?" The taller figure asked. She smiled when she receive at least the slightest nod from the girl.

"What's your name?"

"K-Kaiou Michiru…"

"Michiru, huh? That's a nice name."

"Th-Thank you…"

"So, Michiru-chan, what are you doing here all by yourself?"

"I-I'm lost…"

"Hm… Well, you can stay with me until someone comes to get you, okay?"

"H-Hai."

"Are you hungry? I have some biscuits in my backpack!" Michiru suddenly looked up and smiled brightly.

"Hai!"

(Day 2)

The girl with aquamarine hair stirred in her sleep when she heard music. "What is that?" she rubbed her eyes and asked, sitting up from her sleeping position.

"Oh, this? A harmonica!" The tomboy grinned. It was her favourite instrument.

"Harmonica?"

"Mm hm! Do you want to hear a song?" Michiru nodded. She watched her blonde friend drifted into her own world with that one simple song. All she could do was sigh at the other's playing. It was a beautiful piece. She didn't learn music but she sure did enjoy it.

"That was… Beautiful!!" She clapped.

"Thank you." The taller figure chuckled. "It's Spring by Beethoven."

"Spring…" She repeated after her.

"Michiru-chan, do you learn music?"

"No…" She shook her head.

"Do you want to try this?" She smiled and handed Michiru her harmonica.

"R-Really?"

"Yup!" Michiru took the instrument and put it in from of her lips. With one deep breath, she blew a note.

"I did it! I did it!" She exclaimed which only earn chuckles from the blonde.

"Yes you did…"

(Day 3)

"Don't look, okay?" Just hurry up, Michiru-chan! You'll get a cold if you stay in the water too long!"

"I know, but don't turn around!" The blonde sighed.

"Okay!"

Michiru took off her clothes and stepped into the lake. This was her first time bathing in an open area.

(10 minutes later…)

"Are you ready, Michiru-chan?"

"Not yet!" The aquamarine hair girl walked towards her clothes, which was placed under a huge tropical tree. Before she knew it, a monkey hung itself down from above and stole her clothes. "Ahh!"

"What's wrong?!" The blonde came rushing in with her wooden sword again.

"The monkey stole my clothes!"

"Eh…" She frowned. "Wait here." With that said, she climbed up the tree. Michiru waited anxiously in the water.

"Yikes!"

"Ouch!"

"Hey!"

"Come back here!"

Finally, the younger girl saw her friend coming down from the tree, with a silly grin plastered across her lips. She ran forward, but her lower part of the body still hidden in the water.

"Here." The tomboy handed the clothes to her, looking away. Her face was as red as a tomato. She could clearly see Michiru's slightly formed breast and perked nipple, not to mention her well-kept figure. "Mind putting them on now? I'm seeing everything."The shorter figure blushed three shades of pink when she noticed herself naked right in front of Haruka.

"H-Hai."

Haruka waited under the tree on her camp site. She chuckled when she recalled what had happen the past 2 days. "She is so cute…" She said thoughtfully.

"Who is?" The voice startled her.

"N-No one!" She blushed, not believing that she had accidentally slip that out of her mouth. It was then she felt a pair of warm lips against her reddened cheek. "M-Michiru-chan?!"

"I like you." She asked out of the blue.

"B-But Michiru-chan, I'm a girl!"

"I knew that…"

"You knew?!"

"I-I've watch you bathe before…"

"Oh my god, you peeked?!" Haruka quickly covered her chest with her hands, turning away.

"You're even cuter when you blush…"

"Michiru-chan!" The blonde blushed harder.

"Hai, hai…" Michiru sat down beside her and rested her head on the other's shoulder. "The stars are beautiful, ne?"

"Yeah…" Haruka smiled weakly. She didn't expect to find her first girlfriend in the woods. "Hey, Michiru-chan?" She called to the other girl but got no response. "Michiru?" She looked down only to find that the aquamarine hair girl fast asleep. "Maa…"

(Next morning)

"Michiru!"

Haruka stirred in her sleep as she heard that loud, irritating voice.

"Michiru, where are you?"

The blonde yawned and opened her eyes, adjusting them to the bright sunlight.

"Michiru!!"

"Michiru-chan, I think your family's here…" She shook the shorter girl's body lightly.

"Nn…" Michiru turned to snuggle her face into Haruka's chest, her arms wrapped around the tomboy's waist.

"Michiru-chan, wake up…"

"But it's so early…"

"MICHIRU!!!"

The girl with aquamarine hair opened her eyes. "Papa?" She quickly sa up, smiling brightly.

"So I guess this is goodbye, huh…" Haruka frowned, looking onto the ground.

"I guess so…" Michiru sounded just as sad. "Please don't forget me…"

"Don't worry, I won't!" She replied, not even thinking twice about her answer. She dug her hands into her backpack. "Take this."

"I can't, it's precious to you!"

"I say take it, Michiru-chan."

Michiru sighed. "Thank you…" She took the harmonica in her own hands and gripped it tightly.

"Michiru?"

"Hm?"

"I will find you someday."

"Hai! And I'll be waiting…" With one last kiss on the cheek, she ran to her father.

"I mean, yeah… Spring's my favourite piece."

"Great! Here's the score."