Big thanks to the people who reviewed my other stories, added me to their favorites etc. I think I made Michiru a tiny bit harsh though…

Oh well, enjoy!

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Haruka was working on her car when Michiru came in. "Ruka, could you please get some things from the supermarket?" Michiru showed Haruka a small list. "I have to take out the laundry." Michiru continued.

"Uhm, I'm a bit busy now. I'll be done in an hour, okay hun?" Haruka answered, mostly concentrated on the car.

Michiru sighed. "Never mind, I'll do it myself." Michiru said, knowing the blonde would've forgotten it by then. Besides, the shops would soon close.

Michiru walked to the supermarket annoyed by how Haruka had been behaving lately. She was going to do something about it and soon.

Later that evening

The half happy Outers family enjoyed the delicious meal Michiru had cooked. "Haruka dear, help me with the dishes, please?" Michiru asked after everyone had finished. Haruka was already up and heading towards the living room.

Haruka turned, walked to Michiru and cupped her cheek with one hand. "I'm sorry sweetie, but I've still got something I have to finish on my car." Haruka smiled apologetically.

Michiru sighed and waved her off. "Sure, sure. Go to your car." She turned and started taking the dishes to the sink.

"Mama, I help!" Four-year-old Hotaru volunteered.

"Thank you, honey." She smiled appreciatively. "At least someone helps…" She said, casting a side-way glance at the tall blonde. But Haruka ignored it and just went to the garage. Big mistake.

Later that night

The aqua-haired beauty sat in bed reading a new book she'd bought to waste some time, since her blonde lover had been spending more time on her car lately. Haruka came in the room, grease all over her, good thing she wore old clothes. Michiru continued reading, not even looking up. So Haruka went in the adjoining bathroom to prepare for bed. She stripped and stepped into the shower, actually hoping Michiru would join her.

After five minutes of relieving her tired muscles, she gave up. 'That book must be really good for her not to join me." Haruka thought, a cute pout appearing on her face.

She got out of the shower, dried off and pulled on a pair of cotton flannel boxers and a tank top. When she got in bed she wrapped her arms around Michiru's waist who was still reading.

"What are you reading?" Haruka whispered in her ear and nuzzled Michiru's neck. She wanted to make up with Michiru for spending so much time only on her car. In her own way, that is. Michiru placed the book on the nightstand and lay down, her back facing Haruka and pulled the covers over herself.

"Good night." She said flatly. Her left hand reached for the lamp on her side, but was Haruka's right hand grabbed her wrist. She held Michiru's hands beside her head, pinning her down and making her face her. Haruka got on top of her and began to kiss her neck soundly.

"Haruka, I'm not in the mood right now." Michiru said.

Haruka stopped and looked up into Michiru's face. "Why?" She asked, her green orbs showing concern, but an angry pout placed expertly on her lips as she let go of Michiru.

"Why? Because you've been spending more time on your car than me, Haruka. And everytime I ask you to help me with something you run off to your car. So until you know how to behave, you won't get any." With that, Michiru gently pushed Haruka off of her and turned on her side once again.

"B-but Michi!" Haruka protested.

"Enough Tenoh, you're sleeping on the couch." Michiru shoved the struggling blonde out of room, muttering something incomprehensible.

Michiru got Haruka out of the door and quickly closed it.

"Michiii." Haruka whined. She scratched the door like a thrown out cat, the adorable pout appearing again. She got up eventually and headed to the couch, the next morning she'd wake up with back pain for sure. But she hadn't even reached the stairs when a soft voice stopped her.

"Ruka…," Michiru began.

"Hmm?" A bit of hope glistened in her eyes.

"Promise to help me out more?" Michiru asked.

Haruka sighed in defeat, seeing no other way. "Yes dear." Haruka hung her head. 'Maybe she's PMS-ing or something.'

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This was originally meant as one-shot but seeing I can't finish it right now there will be another chapter or maybe two.

Thank you for reading, I hope you will be reviewing. -bows-