Note from Nakomi: Drabble fic- review to provide thoughts.
Haruka started pacing in front of the window, was Michiru getting bored with her? Was that why? No, that couldn't be it, Michiru also enjoyed their time together, or at least she seemed to. Haruka stopped in front of the aquamarine woman, taking her in, trying to read the ever calm aura that seemed to flow from her.
"Why her?" Haruka had to know what made her lovely siren want that loud, pompous, arrogant little shit. Haruka refused to believe that Michiru could actually find the raven haired singer interesting, let alone attractive. A thought stuck her 'What if she really wanted to leave her?" A look of horror must have shown on her face, because next thing she knew, ocean blue eyes were in front of her, a soft voice trying to break through her cloud of thoughts.
"Haruka, breathe, just breathe." Michiru gave her that smile, the one that caused her heart to jump and her fears to slip away. Shaking her head, Haruka took a step back, She wasn't about to let Michiru use her devil magic on her, not now when she needed to think.
" Why Her?" Haruka gave Michiru a pointed look, answer the question or this subject goes off the table. Permanently.
Michiru laughed at Haruka. " Because she's not unlike you."
Michiru's face held a level of mirth that made Haruka uneasy, what did she mean by that? 'She's not unlike you?' They were nothing alike. They couldn't even stand to be in the same room. Besides that woman wasn't even from their planet. No, they were nothing alike and no one would convince her otherwise.