Michiru couldn't wait to feel the hot water running down her skin, soothing her aching muscles, and most importantly, washing the dirt from the battle off her skin, but as she returned to the bathroom with her clean pajamas draped over her shoulders, she heard the sound of the shower already running. "Haruka…" She said between gritted teeth, as she turned the door knob. She marched right up to the shower. "Haruka Tenoh," she began, "you know very well I was about to take a shower myself. You get out of there this instant!" Haruka laughed.
"What are you going to do about it?"
"If you're not out by the time I count to three, I'm going in there."
"You'd never do it," Haruka said as she poured an unnecessary amount of conditioner into her palm.
"One," Michiru began. but was completely ignored. She untied the front of her bathrobe."Two," she continued. Still no sign the Haruka intended to do as she was told. Michiru let her robe fall to the floor. "Three," she said finally, only to be once again ignored. She moved the curtain aside and stepped into the shower. Haruka let out a shriek as she covered herself with the curtain.
"What are you doing?!"
"Taking a shower," Michiru said casually. "Can you pass the shampoo?"