NEW FIC.
DISCLAIMER: Naoko Takeuchi Owns SAILORMOON. Damn it.
Hope you like this one. Just highshoolish stuff really, nothing too profound. And once again, don't read me if you hate me, or if you doubt me, coz its just stupid if you review me and my habits rather than the fic I actually wrote. Tootles.
'A secret. I am not ready to tell the world. I know I have her chained by the neck, I love her, I do. But I have to hide her. I have to keep us a secret. I am not ready to be judged. I am sorry, Haruka.' Those were her thoughts that day, she was not even paying attention to the blonde's pleas, she was sumbmerged in her own morbid thoughts.
She was etched deep in the nook of the blonde's shoulder. They were sleeping with just a blanket to cover them. The night's activities were tiring. After fighting over the same thing, they ended up making hot angry sex. She traced invisible patterns on the blonde's bare chest.
She is a lesbian. She can't be with a man. It is a proven fact, but why keep up with the facade? Fear. Fear of rejection. If the world rejects her, her life is over. And what of Haruka? She cannot dispose of her. Even if the blonde already tried to break-up with her several times, she always found a way to weasel her way back into the taller woman's embrace. She was deeply in love with Haruka. The only problem is no one knows. The bigger problem is, even Haruka.
"Nghhh..." Haruka stirred from her sleep. "You're up early." She got her Michiru-free arm and wrapped it around the aqua haired godess' lithe body.
"Hmm. I jsut want to see more of you and store it in my memory. So I don't miss you that much in school." Haruka laughed at Michiru's excuse.
"You know you wouldn't have to miss me if you tell everyone we're together. That way, we could spend as much time together regardless of everyone else's opinions." She smirked.
"Don't start Tenoh. I am not in the mood." And like the guilty culprit she is, she turned her back on the blonde and separated herself from the loving embrace they shared a few comments ago.
"Well, what mood are we talking about?" Haruka teased as she kissed Michiru's bare shoulders. But she was only responded to with a bitch fit.
"Tsk! Just go! Go home!" Michiru stood up and started picking up all of Haruka's clothing. She threw it at the blonde, Haruka only tried to dodge her hits, laughing at Michiru's desperate attempts. She was a spoiled brat. Haruka loved teasing her about it. Haruka caught both of Michiru's arms. If it was 2 arm wrestling Michiru would lose. But Haruka, she was in it for the pleasure of teasing Michiru and Michiru hated it.
"This is not funny Tenoh!" She shrieked.
"Well, I always find it amusing when you're angry and you start calling me 'Tenoh', I only want everyone to know you are mine as I am yours. I don't want anyone to hope that they would have you. Is that so much to ask, love?" The more Haruka made sense, the more Michiru hated her. Michiru hated the fact that Haruka challenged her rules of engagement. She loved the handsome racer with all her heart. But she really really needs to keep her a secret from her family. From society. From the school, because it would ruin the image her family helped create.
"Well I don't! I already told you what a relationship with me would be like! I gave you a choice! You could have taken it or left it. Well I guess you chose the first one. You can't change who I am. If you don't-" Haruka silenced her with a finger, but not lovingly.
"You know what, don't finish that sentence. I'm done. If you want me to go, coz you're not in the mood, I'll go." Haruka took all the clothes Michiru threw, and made haste with dressing up. She took her bag and her coat. Without saying a word, she left the naked Michiru alone. Michiru could hear Haruka's footsteps. She peeked through her window, she saw Haruka's retreating form, they had another quarrel. As usual, Haruka slammed the door to her car before speeding up into the night. It has been the last sound of her nights for the past 2 months, with Haruka wanting Michiru to admit their status to everyone, Michiru denying Haruka and tires screeching.
"I'll deal with this tomorrow night..." she said to no one in particular.
She was with her posse. The gay-bashing-rich-beyond-belief posse. And she was the group leader/over-achiever. It won't be long before... Haruka would grace her vision. They would never speak. They have become experts at ignoring each other in school. It was as if they didn't care about each other. And its the exact opposite of this behavior that makes Michiru needing and wanting. All of the students took their respectful seats leaving Michiru to her musings.
What they didn't know is that there is a new student who would complicate things by simply being truthful and completely ruin Michiru's complicated relationship set-up with Haruka.
"Good morning class, we have a new student, please introduce yourself." Professor Hibari announced, everyone was paying attention specially the boys, Michiru checked if Haruka would care, but blonde's head remained low and uninterested. A small smile escaped Michiru's lips, she was satisfied.
"Good morning. My name is Michelle Evans, I'm from LA. And I am proud to be a lesbian." All the boys cheered her on, and when Michiru looked at Haruka's direction, she saw that the blonde finally paid attention to the new student. This angered Michiru, specially when she saw the new student was staring at Haruka. It was then that she noticed, there was an empty seat next to Harukas, she broke her pencil, no, not just the lead, her whole pencil in half.
"Oh Mah God, Michi, siryoozlee... you're like, the strongest person evah." And her posse cheered her on when she broke the pencil single handedly. She looked at Michelle then the empty chair then Professor Hibari then Haruka... waiting...
"Ok, Michelle, you may sit next to Tenoh-san."
Michiru was paying attention to Michelle's every move, her tucking-the-hair-behind-the-ear routine, the half-smiling-yet-fully-smiling-with-the-eyes-routine, then sitting next to Haruka, she saw Haruka face the new girl, they seem to be chatting about something.
Michiru was specially annoyed. And was even specially annoyed when Haruka sat with her, with Michelle, side by side during lunch. Michiru gritted her teeth through out the whole day.
4:15.
Finally the moment Michiru was waiting for. She was waiting and waiting for Haruka behind the music hall. But Haruka wasn't there.
15 minutes later.
Haruka still was not there.
25 minutes later...
"Hey. Sorry I'm late. I-" Before Haruka could finish her sentence, Michiru slapped her. "What the hell was that for?!" Haruka rubbed the sore spot on her cheek.
"No one has ever made me wait for so long. Where have you been?" Michiru demanded to know.
"Wow. Sorry princess. Where have I been? Well, hmm. Let me think. I made my first friend today so I accompanied her to her apartment." Not what Michiru wants to hear. So Michiru went hitting Haruka with her hundred back-hands and hundred slaps.
"What the- Michi- stop this!"
"Uh... am I interrupting anything?" Michiru and Haruka's necks snapped when they heard an intruder. It was the brunette new student.
"Michelle, uhm... well... no... I was just..." Haruka tried to form words but failed to do so.
"No. What the hell are you talking about you lesbians?! Eww... stay away from me." That's the last thing Michiru said before storming out of the scene. Haruka sweat dropped and so did Michelle.
"Uhm, prissy." Michelled stated.
"Truly." Haruka trailed off. They looked at each other before laughing.
"So, fellow lesbian, wanna have coffee?" She smiled at Haruka, the blonde could only scratch her head.
"I'm more of a tea person."
"I have that as well."
"Oh... okay then."
Michiru regretted leaving Haruka, instead of spending her usual 4 hours with the blonde, she would only get to spend 2. All because of the new student. She finally heard a knock on her condo unit. It was Haruka.
"Where have you been?!" She was happy but at the same time annoyed.
"Well you're the one who left me alone there, I wasn't sure if you still wanted me to go here or not!" Michiru was taken aback, usually Haruka resorted to sarcasm when she was annoyed, but never to raising her voice.
"Well, maybe if you keep your hands to yourself and not all over the new student, I would never have -" Haruka laughed.
"You have no right to be jealous Michiru. You wanted this. This is how you planned everything to be. I didn't do anything with that girl. Let's just make it official. Come on. I love you." Haruka stepped closer to Michiru, their forehead touching each other. Michiru could only sigh in Haruka's ways of showing her affections.
"I love you Haruka, but I can't. You know we can't" Haruka only grunted. "Come on. Forgive me. This is just one of those hurdles in a relationship." Haruka grunted again.
"What we have is a hidden relationship. If it is a hurdle thats one big ass hurdle. You know if you have to tick a relationship status, our relationship status, we would be "its complicated" or "in an open relationship". What do you think?" Michiru's eyes squinted.
"We so are not in an open relationship!" She slapped Haruka's arm.
"Ouch!"
"We are not in an open relationship, do you understand!" She slapped the blonde again.
"Fine. Fine! We're not! I get it! Geez!"
And like usual, they had hot angry sex.
Michelle smiled at herself in the mirror. Haruka left her wallet behind, which gave her a reason to be closer to the blonde. She held the wallet close to her chest before putting it away. She carefully placed it in her bag before turning the lights off.
'So cute... She's so cute.'
Dun dun dun. Reviews reviews. I always need a new fic in order to finish the other fics, I don't know, I have a fanfic shortage insecurity. Lol. anyways, heres to helping me finish my other fics.