Daydream Fanfiction
author: Samantha
e-mail: MsLuna99@aol.com
http://www.dreamwater.net/chibimichi/home/home.htm
Rating: PG ~ PG-13
Timeline: SuperS
Notes/Summary: Michiru recalls her experiences when first living with
Haruka.
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Just You and Me

It was a dream come true. I wished every night on the stars that
the day would come when I'd be asked to advance a step in my
relationship with Haruka. It finally came. We talked it over, only
thought of advantages to the situation, then agreed on it. Simple as
that. We'd become much closer to each other over the past couple months,
and decided it was the best way to continue forward. So then it was
official. I was to move into Haruka's apartment and live with her.
You may not think it's the biggest thing in the world. So I was to
move in. What's the big deal? Well then, you don't know Haruka like I
do. It was very difficult to find the amount of time I wanted to be with
her while living in separate places. And believe me, every free moment I
had was spent at her place or at least on the phone with her. There
wasn't anything in the world she could be doing that wouldn't excite me
to watch, just for the simple fact that it was _her_ doing it. But then
to live with her and get to be with her twenty-four-seven; a dream come
true.
So, the day finally came. All of my personal possessions from home
were brought to her apartment; clothing, personal hygiene items, books
and diaries, music and art equipment, sentimental keepsakes, etcetera.
There was enough furniture to suit both of us, not that I could have
brought anything much besides some nightstands and clothing drawers. The
rest was left at home, my room to be considered a guest room, or
whatever else my parents decided to use it for. But it didn't matter to
me. Only my new life with my love was on my mind. Of course, this left
certain issues open until it was necessary to discuss them.
"Ara, Haruka, where should I sleep tonight?" It seemed like an
innocent question, but my heart was beating out of my chest. I didn't
know if the thought of us in the same bed ever even crossed her mind.
Unfortunately, she gave me the answer I least wanted to hear.
"Wherever you want, Michiru."
No suggestiveness in her voice, no warning. Of course, I wanted to
smile and reply, 'In your bed with you.' I wanted more than anything to
fall asleep in Haruka's strong arms, but what could I say? Did she want
me in her bed?
We both knew that sleeping together would quickly result in us
making love, but we were always too embarrassed to talk about it any
further. We had discussed intimacy before, but never the act with each
other. Haruka told me long ago that she was a virgin, and was going to
stay that way, more by nature than choice. She said she just couldn't
picture herself doing it, or even letting another person touch her in a
sexual way.
I suppose I always saw myself growing up to marry a wealthy man
and raising a family; a typical life. Haruka saw herself with friends
but never a lover. But when we found each other, our predictions for the
future gradually changed to include one another. I began to see Haruka
as my lifelong partner and possibly lover. After all, we _were_ destined
for each other.
So why was this so hard? She wasn't going to leave me because of a
little embarrassment. There had been plenty of that. But this was the
first time either one of us would act on it. If I suggested we sleep
together, how would she react? Haruka was extremely scared of intimacy.
Would she be terrified, or welcome me?
"Michiru?"
I guess there was only one way to find out. "Haruka," I stared at
the floor for the longest time, "may I...sleep in your bed?" I gathered
the strength to look into her beautiful eyes despite my reddened face.
"With you," I added softly.
The look in her eyes always gave her away. Fear, anxiety,
curiosity; so many emotions she tried to hide from me, and herself, I
suppose. A slight blush rose to her cheeks and I smiled inwardly. I was
the only person in the world who ever saw this side of her, and I
secretly prayed I'd get to see more in the future.

The next morning was the best in my life. I laid in the early
sunshine and recalled memories from the previous night. Needless to say,
we did end up sleeping in the same bed, but nothing more than cuddling
occurred before we fell asleep. We figured that was best for our first
night; simply enjoy each other's presence. It made me so happy.
Haruka was always a late riser, so I decided to make us breakfast
and surprise her. My mother was a fan of traditional Japanese-American
meals, and breakfast was easiest for me to learn. Not long after I had
finished with the pancakes, Haruka entered the kitchen, body and senses
obviously still heavy from sleep. In the morning light I was fully able
to distinguish her nightwear; loose drawstring pants which set low on
her hips and a sleeveless shirt which ended only a few inches below her
breasts. With her hair tousled from sleep she looked so damn sexy I
almost dropped the bowl of eggs in my hands.
"You know, you really should put something more on if you're going
to be walking around the house like that," I said when the shock finally
wore off.
Haruka smiled and walked over to me. "How come? It's just you and
me, right?" She smiled and kissed my forehead.
"Ah, hai. Just you and me, now and forever?"
"Now and forever, Michi."