AN: MakoHaru is my Kryptonite. And Fem!Haru needs more love.

In any universe, I really like Uke!Haru and Tsundere!Haru too.

'Nuff said.

Summary: Nobody would know this about the Ice Princess Haruka. Except Makoto, the only person able to cut through the icy forest of sapphires. Nobody would know this.

Sweet Like Honey

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The Heartthrob and The Ice Princess

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Eighteen year old Makoto Tachibana was Iwatobi High's Heartthrob. With his piercing jade green eyes, olive green hair, gentle kind smile, and those hard abs and muscles – he was definitely at the top of the food chain. Good looks and a likeable personality would get him nowhere in life – especially when he's aiming for Tokyo U once he graduates. He had to be on top and being a top student just added to his desirable qualities, making him scorching hot and untouchable.

Makoto was tall and at times – that intimidated people besides his muscular build, he was the nicest guy and with such a reputation, behind closed doors and empty hallways, no one would suspect how much of a heartbreaker he truly was.

Makoto sighed, he hated having to be the bad guy but he already had someone special. Today was no different than his usual daily school day routine. Classes have been out for about twenty minutes already when he took the confession letter he had kept on his desk all day, taking the letter and his backpack, he made his way out to meet this girl.

Right on time, he found the girl looking down as if finding the floor to be much more interesting than looking directly at him approach her. He didn't recognize her but by the color of her school bow – he could tell she was a first year.

The girl fumbled with her fingers, twirling her hair around as Makoto patiently gave her time to calm down. "T-T-Tachibana-kun" The girl stuttered as she quickly bowed, "Please go out with me!" She nearly yelled in a panicked shrill as Makoto politely tried not to cringe at her voice.

"Please look up at me" He softly asked as the girl did as she was told.

Her face reminded Makoto of a tomato, smiling kindly he spoke up, "You're very brave to confess to me and it makes me happy. I feel so honored to be liked so much but you see," Makoto paused as he lifted her chin up with a finger, feeling her heat radiate to him, "I already have someone very, very special to me so as much as I'd like to go out with you – I don't think she would like that very much. You're cute so I'm sure there'll be a guy out there who'll return your feelings, but that guy isn't me. I'm sorry" Makoto leaned down, taking her hand in his and placed a gentle feathery kiss on top, his lips brushing slightly against her shaking pale knuckles as he secured his backpack on one shoulder and made his way out.

As kind and gentle as his nature was, Makoto's words pierced the girl, and all the girls he's rejected for that matter. No one could figure out who his special girl even was but they didn't care too much to find out, figuring she was probably in college and older than him as the rumors between the rejected girls started to grow and circle around their little group. The girl cried and quickly ran away, he was so kind and gentle but Makoto was a heartbreaker. No matter how nice he had rejected her – it still hurt.

Makoto shook his head and tried to forget about his most recent rejection as he made his way to the swimming club. Smiling warmly, right on cue – he found the person he was looking for as they swam closer to the edge. "How did I know, I would find you here swimming?" Makoto teased as he leaned down and offered a hand.

She took his hand and rolled her eyes, "I'm always here after school swimming, idiot"

"Haru-chan, you're so mean!" Makoto whined as he gripped her hand, squeezing it and pulling her into him. She squirmed in his arms as he nuzzled her neck lovingly, "I'm getting your uniform wet, dummy. You'll smell like chlorine" She sternly lectured as Makoto chuckled, "I think I'll live" He said as he held her.

Haru-chan was his very, very special girl.

Seventeen year old Haruka Nanase was Iwatobi High's Ice Princess. With her deep sapphire blue eyes, long black hair, permanent scowl, and tiny waist – she was a rare beauty. She was lean, with a swimmer's body, and a personality that made her mysterious. Haruka wasn't social and she had no female friends. She was quiet, reserved, aloof, and most of all – honest. She was blunt and direct, not one for small talk or making long winded stories to get to her point.

She was a top student and the only girl in the swimming club. She fought her way in, to be allowed as a member knowing it was an all-boys swimming club. She didn't care – she only cared about the water. Her passion for the water went beyond the normal love someone had for swimming. She was always ready to jump in, always wearing her swimsuit underneath her school uniform. Much to Makoto's dismay most of the time when he wasn't fast enough to stop her.

Her quirks made her interesting and the object of half of her classmates' affection. She never reciprocated any of them. Haruka wasn't the nicest person and she definitely wasn't the most patient – on the outside. Anyone who didn't know her well would assume things. She was an ice princess and a rare snowflake within a tundra. Blending in but not quite. Her cold nature made her unique; different and yet guys seemed to like her. The ones rejected by her would say otherwise.

On the inside, Haruka was just like any girl. She too had feelings and liked cute small and girly things. She liked them just as much as she liked gross things like horror films and gutting a fish – her favorite being mackerel. On the inside, some tiny, tiny part of Haruka did feel bad for rejecting all those who confessed but none of them were her type. She already had someone very, very special to her.

Haruka whimpered, wanting to escape Makoto's warmth. She loved it when he was affectionate but not in public where someone could see them - especially at school. Their reputations would be ruined. A gentle giant like Makoto – the school's heartthrob and the cold heartless – ice princess Haruka were not a part of the same social cliques. As stupid as school stereotypes and cliques were – they were labeled and placed in such.

"Makoto, someone might see us" Haruka whispered, feeling a warmth pool up in her cheeks.

"Don't care, it's after school" He whispered back, leaning down and gently brushing his lips against hers.

"Girls wouldn't like you anymore if they saw you with me" Haruka reasoned as she felt the smile on Makoto's lips, "I only care about what you like" He silenced her with a kiss as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Haruka moaned as the kiss deepened, getting lost in her own world where it was just the two of them.

Haruka and Makoto.

No one else.

Makoto's hands gently stayed in their place, still on her waist as his thumbs softly made circles on her cold wet clothed skin. Haruka slowly pulled away when she heard a can rolling. "Did you hear that?" She asked, a little panic rising in her voice of being found. She didn't care who found her – it was Makoto she was worried about.

"It was probably the wind" He tried to reassure her as he held her hand, "Let's go home"

Haruka turned left and right but saw no one or anything, sighing, she nodded and agreed, "Okay"

In the distance, a looming shadow made a mad dash away from the scene. Their head reeling in giddy excitement from their new discovery.

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"Nanase-senpai, p-p-please, g-g-go out with me!" A second year stuttered as he trembled, legs turning like jelly, sweating bullets as he bowed down and held his confession letter up to her.

Haruka crossed her arms over her chest and scoffed, she could never catch a break, even this early in the morning. Makoto picked her up from her house as they held hands and walked to school together. A block away from nearing the school grounds, they parted ways but not before having one last goodbye kiss. Once she was situated in class, she found a confession letter asking her to meet them in the hall before class would start. Sighing, she obliged. Rejecting them in person seemed nicer than giving them hope just because she didn't show up at the said appointed time.

Now Haruka stood in front of yet another confession. She thought they were all pathetic, she'd figured by now that they would have learned. She wasn't interested.

"Look at me, the floor can't speak" She said as the boy slowly looked up.

Haruka held her cold stance as she spoke up again, "I can't go out with you. You're not my type" Blunt and simple – Haruka made her way back to class, walking away and leaving the dejected boy all alone.

Inside the classroom, Haruka sat down in her seat, elbows on her desk as she looked out the window. She could feel Makoto's eyes boring into her back but she couldn't look at him. They had reputations and images to keep up, no matter how badly she wanted to be like any other girl in her class with their boyfriend. To joke around and steal each other's pencils playfully, to pass each other notes, to secretly hold hands and eat their lunch together in class. She couldn't do that, not freely.

After a while Haruka couldn't feel Makoto watching her as the day went by in a blur. During lunch she found yet another note, hidden on her desk that she didn't seem to see earlier. Reading the note, she was asked to help her swim club outside. Shrugging the odd note, she stood up and went to go see what they needed. They never asked her for any help in anything, or at least not in notes addressed to her during class.

Makoto stayed inside the classroom helping some guys out with organizing the classroom cleaning duties schedule sheet. He watched as Haruka left her seat and made her way out, he figured she was probably hungry. They had a busy lunch hour so they didn't get to eat. Once Haruka was out of the class, the guys started to laugh as they shoved each other playfully and began their conversation.

"Man can you believe the Ice Princess? I saw her reject that second year!"

"Ha! I don't even know why anyone even bothers with her, she has no heart!"

"I heard she has no soul and to keep herself alive and young – she sacrifices virgins and drinks their blood!"

"Pfft. I bet she's a virgin herself! No one would want a cold bitch like her!"

Makoto gritted his teeth as he heard all the negative comments the guys he was helping out were making about his girlfriend.

"What about you, Tachibana-kun?" One guy asked.

Another guy jumped in, smacking the other guy in the back of the head, "Don't be stupid! Tachibana-kun would never be interested in the Ice Witch!"

Makoto calmed down and stayed silent, he nodded and responded with a simple, "Right"

If only they could see the real Haruka. She was beautiful and radiant. She was hard and unique like a sapphire. She was the kindest, selfless person Makoto knew. She was an angel. His angel. On second thought, maybe he didn't want anyone to know the real Haruka. People just naturally assumed Haruka was this type of person due to her personality. She just had a hard time expressing herself with people. Makoto liked being the only person who knew the real Haruka.

He felt special.

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Haruka entered the swimming club, note addressed to her in her hand as she struggled to find the light switch. She hated how dark the club room was. Once she managed to find the switch, she flicked it on and found herself surrounded by girls. Most were third years like herself while others were second years.

Crossing her arms, she crumpled up the note and shook her head. She figured something was suspicious about the note. "So nice of you to join us, Nanase-senpai" One girl – she seemed to be the ring leader of the little pathetic clown group.

"What do you want? The swim club is a sacred place" Haruka coldly lectured as she narrowed her eyes. The swim club and the pool were not places people wanted to mess with – especially not when Haruka was around.

The girl laughed and rolled her eyes, "Please, this place is filthy. Even the rats won't hang around"

"Then why are you still here?" Haruka bit back as the girl gritted her teeth, snapping her fingers as taller third year girls – the ones in the Japanese archery club grabbed a hold of Haruka's arms.

Haruka winced in pain as the tall girls gripped her arms tightly. Even Makoto was never like this with her, never treated her roughly. He was aware of his strength but these girls, these girls were aware and enjoyed seeing the pain they caused to others.

"You're the sick one you Ice Witch. Water is nothing" The girl laughed as she watched Haruka flinch at her words, continuing she pointed a finger at her, "I'll cut to the chase since I can't stand being in here any longer. Thanks to you and your evil spell – all the boys are wrapped around your pretty little tiny ice cold finger. None of us can even get them to notice us all because of you! I don't see what they even see in you! You're short! Your waist is tiny, your breasts are nonexistent, you look frail and you have no heart!"

Haruka just stared at the girl, "Are you done?" she asked as the girl looked at her incredulously. She was now convinced that Haruka had no soul. Even when someone was chewing her out – she didn't even seem to be moved emotionally!

"Go back to hell, you demon!" The girl cried out as grew flustered in anger. Snapping her fingers, a second year girl stood by her side in a second as she handed the third year ring leader a blue bucket.

Haruka stayed silent as she watched the girl. She knew what was coming and she was ready. Haruka was not weak and she would normally fight back but this time, this time she was out numbered. One to twelve girls surrounding her – the odds were against her.

"This is a warning, stop eating people's hearts you demonic beast!" The girl yelled as she threw the blue bucket of soapy dirty water at Haruka. The girl ordered for another bucket with a snap of her fingers but this time, this time it was worse. The sharp fish bones pricked at her skin as the fish water and guts splashed her.

Haruka closed her eyes and coughed as the girls all soon filed out leaving her in the dark as they turned off the lights. Their mocking laughter echoing in the distance as Haruka's knees trembled, weakening, she fell to the cold wooden floor.

Haruka never showed weakness. Shaking from her cold wet clothes, she sat on the floor as she took off her school uniform's jacket and hooked her arms under her bent knees, hugging herself she softly cried.

Haruka never showed weakness but there were times when she wished Makoto was there holding her.

She wasn't a bad person. She didn't eat hearts. She wasn't cold. She had a soul.

"Makoto..." Haruka cried as she wrapped her arms tighter around herself.

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Makoto sighed, exhausted from helping out the guys organize the cleaning schedule sheet. Leaning his back against his chair he heard the bell ring as he saw a group of third years enter the classroom. He didn't see Haruka. Wondering where she was, he frowned when she never came in as the day went on.

After school, packing up his things from his desk, Makoto heard a girl from his class giggling as she talked to her friend. "We got the Ice Witch good!" She giggled as her friend joined in and happily nodded.

Makoto's heart skipped a beat as he gripped onto his backpack and ran. He heard someone call out his name as he ignored them, he had to find Haruka!

Running his fingers through his hair, Makoto tried to remember what happened before Haruka left the room, he remembered she had a note in her hand as she walked out. Who would call her or more importantly, where?

Makoto decided to check the swim club first, he knew he could always find her there. He stopped running when he found a broom stick lodged into the doors of the swim club. Narrowing his eyes, he didn't like the feeling he was getting as he tried to take a steady breath and tried to calm himself down. He was getting worried as he took the wooden stick, dislodging it from the door and threw it. Opening the doors, he was welcomed by a pitch dark room.

"Haruka?" He called out as he patted the wall trying to find the light switch.

Hearing a soft sniffle, Makoto frowned, was she crying? It broke his heart. He hated seeing Haruka cry. She rarely did so but when she did - it pained him.

"D-D-Don't turn the light on!" He heard her squeak out.

"Haru-chan, I can't see where you are if you're in the dark!" Makoto tried to reason as he heard her cry harder. Makoto was worried and desperate to ease her pain as he found the switch and flicked it. Makoto's eyes widened at the sight that greeted him. Fish bones and guts sprawled on the floor with a pool of dirty water with soapsuds. Haruka sat in a corner, arms wrapped around her knees as her long black hair hid her face like a curtain. She cried and violently shook as Makoto rushed to her side.

"Haruka!" Makoto's voice panicky as he quickly took off his school uniform's jacket and threw it somewhere in the room. He hugged Haruka as she slowly unwound her arms from herself and gripped onto him.

"Makoto" Haruka cried as she held onto him. "Makoto" She cried as Makoto tried to calm her shaking.

"Shh, shh, it's okay now. I'm here. I'm here" Makoto soothed as he placed soft kisses on her forehead.

"I want to go home" Haruka whispered, placing her head in the crook of Makoto's neck.

Makoto nodded as Haruka pulled away. Makoto got up and offered his hand as Haruka took it, she was shaking from how cold she was as her heavy uniform dripped. Her white school shirt stained with dirt and fish blood, her skirt sticking to her like a second skin. Haruka wrapped her arms around herself as Makoto grabbed his school jacket and placed it on Haruka's shoulders to cover her now see-through blouse. She gripped onto the jacket as Makoto walked out with her, turning off the swim club's light and closing the door.

"Can you spend the night with me?" Haruka softly asked as Makoto stopped moving, blushing he thought about it. The last time they had a sleepover was when they were kids. Sure Haruka would stay the night and help Makoto babysit his kid siblings but then she would leave whenever Makoto's parents would come home. It wasn't that his parents didn't trust him – it was that they liked to constantly tease him. Especially his mom.

Haruka wasn't weak, if anything, she was the one always protecting Makoto when they were kids. Always holding his hand when he was scared or throwing rocks at the kids bullying him for having 'cooties' just because his best friend was a girl.

Makoto knew that these girls went too far when they used water, Haruka's love and passion against her. He knew that she needed comfort and most of all – love. Haruka waited with silently pleading big blue eyes, her sapphire orbs piercing into Makoto's heart as he nodded and kissed her forehead, "I'll stay the night"

In the distance, a shadow watched as they soon left the scene.

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Haruka did her normal routine laps in the pool as the guys were wrapping up, getting out and heading to the showers. Resurfacing from the water, Haruka usually found Makoto waiting for her but this time, the hand reaching out to her was smaller. Looking up she saw the face of possibly, her only friend and fellow swim team member – Nagisa.

"Good job today, Haru-chan!" Nagisa smiled at her, offering his hand to her as she took it being pulled up. "Where's Mako-chan today? Is he running late to pick you up?" He asked as Haruka stiffened.

Her skin prickled, feeling the goosebumps rising as her heart caught in her throat. How would he know about that? No one ever stayed long enough to catch a glimpse of them together. Haruka calmed herself down as she tried to appear as passive as ever, "Why would Tachibana-kun wait for me? We're not friends" Haruka lied as Nagisa rolled his eyes, elbowing Haruka on the side playfully, "C'mon Haru-chan! Don't be mean, I thought we were friends! Friends can tell each other anything! And I mean anything. I've seen you with Mako-chan and I don't think that was a simple greeting's kiss!" Nagisa winked.

Haruka sighed and walked away, taking her towel she was about to enter the girls locker room to take a shower when Nagisa stopped her. "I know Haru-chan isn't an Ice Princess!" He yelled.

"No, because I'm an Ice Witch" Haruka corrected.

Nagisa ran up to her, holding her arms as he shook his head, "No, Haruka isn't ice. She's water. She's loving, caring, nurturing, and selfless and she's a dear friend! Haru-chan, it's okay to admit you have a boyfriend, you deserve to be happy!"

Haruka wanted to smile and thank him but she wasn't exactly expressive, at least not around anyone who wasn't Makoto. "I'm not embarrassed" She huffed, crossing her arms, "You're sworn to secrecy" She warned him as Nagisa smiled and hugged her, "I knew it! I promise I won't tell anyone! You can count on me!"

Haruka hoped. Makoto was her boyfriend and Nagisa was her only friend. She didn't have many in her life but she gave them her full and complete trust.

"So, have you two gone far?" Nagisa asked.

Haruka titled her head, raising a questioning eyebrow at him as Nagisa sighed and winked, "You know, more than kissed? You know, the deed"

Haruka finally understood as she tried hard to hide her blush. Narrowing her eyes, she replied, "That's none of your concern" Nagisa bit his bottom lip as his eyes watered, trying to beg and give her the puppy dog look that he knew she hated. Haruka could've lied and said she has just to amuse Nagisa and get him off her case but she didn't like being dishonest. She believed in the truth.

Nagisa patiently waited for her answer when Haruka simply walked away and entered the girl's locker room. "That's so mean, Haru-chan!" Nagisa cried out outside the door as Haruka smirked and took her shower.

Dressed and ready to head home, Haruka walked out of the locker room when she saw Makoto running, making his way to her as he abruptly stopped, nearly collapsing on her as he steadied himself and regained balance. "What's the hurry?" She asked.

Makoto tried to catch his breath as he hunched over, his hands on bent knees as he panted. "I'm… I'm… ahh… so… haa… sorry, H-H-Haru-chan! W-Worked called, t-they haa… wanted me to ahh… go in early right after school b-but I-I-I haa… told them ahh… I had to go pick up my girlfriend. I… I…" Makoto wheezed, "I took a break"

A smile touched Haruka's lips as she waited until Makoto was back to normal. Taking his hand, she tip toed to gain an inch and kissed his cheek, "Risking your part time job for me, idiot" Haruka lightly scolded as she lightly hit his head with a soft fist. Makoto chuckled and laced their fingers together.

"People do crazy things when they're in love" Makoto whispered.

Haruka blushed and hid her red face with her bangs, looking down on the ground as Makoto happily walked her home.

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"Mom, do you think… I could go to Sapporo during winter break? For a week?" Makoto asked at the dinner table.

Mrs. Tachibana set her wooden spoon down as she turned around and looked over the counter dividing the kitchen and dining room. "Alone?" She asked.

Makoto blushed and hesitated with his words, "Well, n-no. I-I… want to take Haruka"

"Just the two of you?" She asked as Makoto gulped and nodded.

"Should your mother and I be concerned? Do we need to provide you with any necessary items?" Mr. Tachibana asked as he flipped the page of his newspaper.

"D-D-Dad!" Makoto yelled, mortified. He wasn't like that! He could control himself and his teenage hormones!

"You're eighteen, Makoto. Haruka is seventeen and you two have been inseparable since Haruka was born. Best friends or not, you're still a boy and she's still a girl" Mrs. Tachibana smiled and continued, "I just want you two to be ready to give me grandchildren, not take on the responsibility if you two aren't ready yet, we say this because we care dear"

"M-M-Mom!" Makoto yelled, his soul ready to escape his body.

His parents were embarrassing him and he didn't know how much he could handle. He was just glad that Ren and Ran, his little brother and sister were staying the night over with a friend.

"I'm not planning anything! It's not a romantic getaway, I just want to give Haru-chan a nice Christmas present" Makoto blushed as his mom giggled, his dad chuckling and joining in – finding their son's embarrassment amusing.

"You can go to Sapporo but we're not providing you with any money" Mr. Tachibana said, Makoto nodded, knowing all too well how much his dad believed in the value of yen and how it didn't just grow on trees.

"I know, I plan to pay for the trip fully by myself. I've been saving up since I got the part time job at the grocery store" Makoto assured his parents he had everything planned and covered as he excused himself and went to go tell Haruka knowing that she was probably still up and awake.

Makoto knew that Haruka rarely answered the front door as he made his way to the back and softly knocked. Haruka yawned and opened the door, her hair disheveled as she yawned again and wiped away the little tired tears with the back of her hand. She wore simple little gray shorts, a long orange shirt that belonged to Makoto, and white socks. "Is the neighborhood on fire?" She asked, yawning again.

Makoto leaned down and kissed her forehead, a sleepy Haruka was always adorable. "I have a question to ask you" He said.

Haruka stepped back to allow him in as he walked inside, closing the door, she turned around and titled her head, "I don't feel the oceans tectonic plates colliding and moving. I want to sleep so hurry up and ask me" Haruka grumpily yawned.

Makoto chuckled and nodded, "Do you want to go to Sapporo with me?"

Haruka was falling over, sleepy as her back settled on the wall for support. Makoto's question slowly processed in her head as her eyes shot up awake. By the time she realized what his question was asking, Makoto had her caged into the wall. His strong arms on either side of her as he leaned down and whispered into her ear, "My parents are okay with this. We have the entire week to ourselves, just you and me"

Makoto's hot breath made her shiver, turning her head to the side, Haruka bit her bottom lip, trying not to show her blush to him, "P-P-Pervert" Haruka stuttered as Makoto chuckled, taking advantaged of her exposed neck as his lips lightly trailed down.

Haruka closed her eyes, her knees growing weak and turning into jelly, her hands holding onto his waist for support. It didn't help much when she could feel all that hard muscle hidden underneath his thin cotton shirt.

Pulling back, Makoto looked directly into dark sapphire eyes, "I wouldn't do anything unless you wanted me to, you know that Haruka" His jade orbs held so much honesty. Haruka nodded as she gripped onto his green shirt and pulled him closer to her, crashing her lips with his, he moaned at the sudden impact when Haruka just as quickly pulled away, "I know" She panted, "It's not you I'm worried about"

Makoto deeply blushed.

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Done! To be continued!

Tsundere Haruka is just too cute. Haru still lives alone, just saying that in case anyone was wondering.

Nagisa was their 'stalker' if that wasn't clear also.

What will happen in Sapporo? Huhuhu. You'll see~ Until next time!

I also have other MakoHaru fics I'm currently working on. Shonen-ai. One that is a one-shot and will be posted up soon. The other – still undecided whether or not it should be multi-chap or just a really long one-shot. lol.

Anyways, anyone watch ep.12 yet? I loved the "See You Next Summer" End Card – it was so cute! Nice to see them all on it~

Remember to R&R! Plz & Thankies! :]

I don't own Haruka Nanase, Makoto Tachibana, and Nagisa Hazuki – FREE! is owned by Kyoto Animation.

I just own the idea/plot/story/whatever you want to call it~ lol :P