Disclaimer: I do not own Haruka, Michiru, Sailor Moon and the bla bla associates
Rating: PG 13
Dear Michiru
Hello Michiru,
I will be back to Tokyo next Sunday. Maybe then we can have dinner
together. I miss you so much. Take care.
Love,
Ryu
Michiru smiled at reading the e-mail. She must admit that she misses Ryu too, and really looking forward to meet him. But at the thought of her becoming his fiancée makes her ponder for a while. She loves him, but only as a friend. A lover? No. Or maybe, not yet. Slowly she folds her laptop, put it on the table beside her bed. Sighing, she lies down on her fluffy mattress. "Am I still gay?" she whispers to herself. As her eyes closed, she can hear some voice from the past…
"Aw! C'mon Michi bunny. You know I love you. Don't let those bitches ruin our love. Tell me what is it that I can't give to you?"
It's the voice of Gabrielle, her ex-lover. She is a 6' girl with tan complexion, shoulder length brunette hair, hazel coloured eyes and a million dollar smile. She undoubtedly is the most 'handsome' girl in school. Not forgetting Tokyo's best tennis player. Yes, having her is like a dream come true, at first. As time goes by, she realizes that loving Gabe is actually a nightmare comes true, when one day she caught her inside gym's changing room with a cheerleader, naked. The event marks the end of her love tale.
After that, Michiru is left alone with feelings of love and doubt for
girls, especially handsome and popular girls. This is the turning point
where she thinks that maybe it is better to obey her mother and befriend
with her mother's chosen man, Ryu. And now after few months of knowing
him, she doesn't think she is ready. Does she love him? Is she still longing
for a girl to fulfil her emotions? Is Ryu the one for her? With those confusions
revolving inside her head, Michiru slowly falls into deep slumber.
to be continued...
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