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This is my first story, pleae rate and comment because I have worked hard on this material. - Tiger Prince
"The Mistake"
Chapter 1
The breeze was very comforting to Michiru as she basked in the rays of the sunlight that warmed her body, clad in her bathing suit during her summer vacation, she just had graduated from Mugen High and was on her way to starting art in Tokyo University for the Arts in the fall, Michiru had been waiting for this season, one of her favorites, when she could just enjoy the ocean, hear it's serenity and swim in it's waters. She smiled as she heard an all too familar chuckle coming to her ears, "Hello there.." the voice came to her, sounding flirtatious; deep. She knew who it belonged to, the number one track star in Tokyo. She sighed as she awoken from her relaxed state but had not yet opened her eyes
"Hello, Haruka-san." she replied softly, a soft smile coming to her lips. "How may I help you?"
"Well, I was curious if you could help me with my swimming.."
Hearing this, she finally opened her eyes, her smile showing but then she saw the expression Haruka was trying to hide, it was one of shame, Haruka's blue eyes diverted away from Michiru, She hated that she wasn't the best of swimmers, her face filled with a mild blush..in her mind, why couldn't she exceed all expectations as she had on the track field, and the race track, in the water?..her eyes glanced back at Michiru, there was fear that she could not hide, not from Michiru. Michiru had given a smile of comfort.
"So will you help me?" Glancing away again with shame, not returning to gaze in Michiru's eyes
"Why do you look away?" Michiru's hand comes up to lightly carress Haruka's right cheek, the skin feeling soft and warm to her touch. Making Haruka gaze at her with affection but only for an instant. Haruka's eyes become cold and she moves away from Michiru. "Nevermind, forget it" Even though she had been the one who asked for this help she didn't like the foriegn feeling of being scared, of something she could not tame or control. She shook this emotion away while putting her sunglasses back on her face. Walking rather briskly to her motorcycle, turning the engine and gunning away from the beach area. Leaving Michiru only to sigh deeply and say, "Oh Haruka.." Eyes showing a sense of hurt.