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Summary: Hotaru can drive and Haruka does not like it
How's my car?
"Ruka, relax she has only been gone for a couple of hours." The young violinist said looking up from her book to see her lover's frantic state.
"Hotaru is only sixteen she's not old enough to drive."
"Please Ruka you were fourteen when you first got behind the wheel."
"That's beside the point. She's my princess! She could get hurt! I don't mind driving Hotaru around for the rest of her life."
"She takes after you, I'm sure her driving is no different."
"But what if she takes after you! Come to think of it I've never seen you drive. Can you?"
"Of course I can. But I have you as my chauffer so I don't need to drive."
"What if she's hurt?"
"What if she isn't?"
She walked over to the racer and wrapped her arms around her neck. "I'll take your mind off Hotaru." She grinned and pressed her lips to the blonde's in a light passionate kiss. She grinned as well. The racer picked up the smaller girl and gently placed her on the couch. She climbed on top of her, there lips never leaving each other. Haruka gently tugged on Michiru's blue dress; pulling it down over her breasts. Her mouth traveled downwards to her neck then to her soft breasts. The aqua haired woman closed her eyes and let out a soft moan.
Ring!
Vroom!
She opened her eyes and Haruka was gone.
"Did you crash? Hotaru are you ok! Want me to call 911!"
Michiru pulled up her dress and walk into the kitchen.
"Hotaru want's to know if you need anything from the store."
"No."
"She said no. When are you coming home? Alright see you soon drive carefully." She hung up the phone. She grabbed the phone book and started flipping thought the pages.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going to see if I can change the law."
"What?" she pick up the phone and dial the number in the book.
"Is there any way for me to change the driving limit to twenty-five? Yes I do have a sixteen year old driving." She hung up the phone.
"What did they say honey?"
"They laughed at me and hung up."
The all too familiar sound of Haruka's car entered the drive way.
"You're safe I'm glad!" Arms opened wide she ran over to Hotaru. "Princess your safe." She ran right passed Hotaru and hugged her gold car.
"Haruka! How many times must I tell you to hug Hotaru first! She been driving for over six months and nothing has even happen to your car."
"Yes your right. I'm sorry Hotaru."
"Can I drive you motorcycle now?"
"When your 30."
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