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She hates her.
To say that Kaioh Michiru dislikes a particular smug blond racer is putting it mildly. She hates her with every fibers of her being.
A conceit, selfish, asshole, and the biggest jerk ever walked on planet earth.
Tenoh Haruka.
She doesn't care how many female population in the school seem to adore the git, they are all fools. Michiru doesn't care how good the blond's look, how dazzling her smile is, and how blue her eyes that keeps reminding her of a summer sky... or how athletic the rest her body...
Anyway, she hates her.
Kaioh Michiru has forgotten how all the hatred started. But Haruka always seems to find a new way to mess with her everyday.
At the beginning, it's just a simple name-calling. The smug blond would call her seaweed-hair or sushi roll (she never knows why all of Haruka's name-calling to her was related to food).
At the end of first year, Michiru noticed Haruka had stopped calling her seaweed-hair and instead going with names like insufferable- little-mermaid and Poseidon's wrath. She thinks those names are difficult to say and she finds it more amusing than hurting.
Second year, Haruka has changed the game.
Kaioh Michiru doesn't know what in Poseidon's name she had done in previous life to be suffered in the hand of the excruciating blond. Haruka doesn't call her with food-name or mythical sea creatures anymore. The blond has begun to call her with a proper name.
Michiru sees it as a sign of growing up.
Alas, how wrong she is.
"Kaioh!"
Michiru flinches in her steps but decides to not bother to look at the source of the voice. She knows who it is, and the faster she goes to her locker, the faster she can hide in her next class.
Haruka has beaten her to it.
"I've been calling you like forever." In front of Michiru, the usual blond with the usual smug face is standing. Haruka's smile is too suspicious that Michiru has a bad feeling about it.
"Move." Michiru says coldly.
This is like a morning routine. Tenoh Haruka will appear on her line of view, giving annoying greeting, delaying her journey to the class only to pop in again after school.
"I have a race next week." The blond racer doesn't budge an inch.
Michiru sighs, "I don't care. Like I have said in thousand times every time you ask me to go to watch the stupid race of yours."
Haruka makes a genuine hurt face before it dissolves and turns into a stupid grin, "my race isn't stupid. I'm going to win this time."
Michiru scoffs, "you never win."
"Oh, and how do you know that, Kaioh? Don't tell me you have been keeping track of me?"
Michiru wanted to slap that arrogant smirk.
"No, your fan-girls are mostly in my classes. Unfortunately."
Michiru thanks whatever deity above when the bell rings.
"Come." Haruka said again, this time with less conceit tone and more plea.
Michiru prefers the smug Haruka because that Haruka is easier to reject and kick out.
"I have a class, move."
Haruka relents, stepping back from Michiru's locker. "You and I are meant to be, Kaioh."
"Save your flirt for another bimbo that cares." Michiru takes her books and closes the locker with a loud slam. "Because I certainly do not."
Do not want make her bad day turns worse, Michiru stalks away from the tall blond with hurried steps.
She hates Tenoh Haruka.
Kaioh Michiru has plenty of friends. After all, she joins several notorious clubs in the school. There is a painting club, swimming club, literature club, and music club. Perhaps it is because she has been dwelling in so many hobbies and interests, but usually, her teacher and friends call her 'extremely talented'.
Kaioh Michiru is a talented young woman and precious student of Mugen High.
Therefore, she has plenty of friends but only a few are her best friends.
"You should've joined supernatural club." Her childhood friend says on the way of her literature club.
"I'm sorry, Rei, but that is going to be too much for even me." Michiru reasoned.
Today literature club has gathered in library to help the staffs sorting the old books from the new ones.
"You just do not want a tarnish reputation. Bunch of kids think we are freaks." Rei grabs a ladder to reach books on highest shelf. "Well, that's not entirely wrong though. We are freaks but good freaks." Rei continues with a defending tone.
"Sure you are." Michiru wishes that was the end of their conversation.
"We got a new member at the beginning of the year. A second year. You won't believe it." The raven-haired girl says. That moment, the two girls are in position to move the books on highest shelf with Rei holding the ladder and Michiru climbs to get the books.
Michiru climbs three steps and reaches the top shelf easily. "Really? Who is it?"
"... Tenoh Haruka."
Crash!
Hearing the problematic blond's name makes Michiru loses her balance. She trips on her way down and lands on the pile of books they have been collecting. A loud thud has attracted attention in quiet library. Some of literature club members have come to see what the commotion is about.
"Michiru! Are you okay?!" Rei immediately dives in between the piles to save her best friend from being eaten by the old books.
"You had to bring her name!" Michiru was rubbing her sore behind when Rei has somewhat managed clearing away the piles surrounding them.
"I'm sorry!" Rei offers a hand.
When Michiru put her foot down, she grimaces. "Ow!"
The other club members help them by cleaning the mess while Rei takes Michiru to the school infirmary. She has to hop on one foot with her body is being half-supported by Rei.
"You owe me big deal." Michiru hisses.
"I said I'm sorry!"
"That name is a bad mojo. I thought you are good in fortune telling." Michiru pouts when she looks at the stairs she has to climb down.
"To be honest, my third eye sees that you have somewhat ridiculously off-chart chemistry with Tenoh Haruka." Rei whispers her confession.
"What?!" Michiru only relieves that they haven't reached the stairs yet or she would fall and roll down to her death. Hino Rei always has a knack to break some news and she calls herself a seer! "You've got to be kidding."
"I've been wanting to tell you for some time."
"Your crystal ball is damaged. Buy a new one."
"You know I never use a crystal ball!" Rei takes that as an offense.
"My mistake. Your cards are wrong, or at least misunderstood..."
"I tried it more than 12 times, Michi... the result is always the same. You and Tenoh are..."
However, Rei never gets a chance to finish her sentence when Michiru gags her with her bare hand.
There, at the end of the stairs, stood Tenoh Haruka with curious look on. "Kaioh and I are what...?"
"Nothing." Michiru replies too fast with clipped voice.
"I am asking Hino there. She seems out of air, you should release her before she turns blue." Haruka points out.
Michiru glances at her friend who is staring at her with wide eyes and accusatory look. Michiru guiltily lets go her hand.
It was a wrong move because after that, Michiru stumbles and put her injured foot down. She flinches outwardly and could've fallen on her ass if Rei's hand hadn't managed to catch her.
However the pair of hands isn't Rei's.
"Are you hurt?" The usual smugness on Tenoh Haruka's face is replaced by what Michiru dares to call as a deep concern. It is bizarre and very uncharacteristically of that blond...
Michiru wants to shrug off an answer to tell that she is fine.
"She fell from a ladder in library. Sprained ankle, I think." Rei beats her.
Michiru glares at her best friend. Scratch that, her traitor friend.
"Well, I will take her from here then." Haruka says to Rei with a little wink.
"But..." Rei doesn't have a heart to leave Michiru in the hand of her arch-nemesis.
"My classmate said that she is considering to join Supernatural club..." Michiru doesn't even register how the blond's hand has been holding hers during their interaction.
"Oh well, be careful with her then. Michiru, I see you tomorrow." Rei waves, throwing an apology through her eyes and running back to the library.
Rei has sold her out. She has traded her childhood friend for a club member! That traitor!
"Well, Kaioh... it's just you and me then."
"And bad luck..." Michiru murmurs.
"Now now... you surely didn't plan to hop off these staircases on your little foot, did you?"
Michiru averts her gaze, anywhere but that pair of twinkle blues.
She shrieks when she is being lifted off the ground.
Tenoh Haruka lifts her effortlessly and carries her down the stairs in her arms.
"Two hands are better than one... in this situation, two legs are better I think?" Haruka smiles assuringly when the blond catches stricken expression from the woman in her arms.
Michiru squirms a little murmuring how her luck has run out today to only end up in the mercy of her school enemy.
She wants to cry.
"Does it hurt so much? Your foot?"
Michiru blinks, "What?"
"You look like you want to cry. Now, I'm sorry if you are hurt and uncomfortable, infirmary just down this hall."
Michiru is thrown of her equilibrium. She is used to with a smug Tenoh, a rude Tenoh, a teaser Tenoh, an annoying insufferable Tenoh.
She never sees the civil, polite, and calm Tenoh.
It feels like a judgment day is coming.
She isn't worried though because Rei's cards said that the judgment day is still far in their future.
That's it. That's the problem. She has been a believer of her friend's ability in prophecy and fortune-telling. The raven-haired prediction usually is spot-on even though there is no way to tell how it will be unfold.
And Rei's cards told that she and Haruka have chemistry.
Haruka kicks the infirmary door open, reaching the nearest bed and settles the injured Michiru down to the bed.
There is no teacher.
Michiru's realization comes in horror.
"Where are those adults when there is an injured student here? Seriously!" Haruka mutters with the same frustration as if it was herself that getting a sprained ankle.
"It's okay. I will wait here. You can go, Tenoh. Thank you for taking me here." If the blond can be civil for two minutes, Michiru will try no matter how hard.
"Uh oh... not going to happen. What if you fall down again and this time you will hurt your beautiful face?" Haruka says in serious tone.
Michiru's jaw hang open. What kind of girl the blond think she is to get easily fall down like a cake-roll?
The blond goes to first aid kit cabinet, rummaging the content and Michiru is sure leaving hell of a mess for the teacher later.
"Found it!" Haruka is back with an ice pack in her hand. "here, put this on your sore spot."
Michiru stares at the blond with disbelief but then she surrenders after the throbbing on her foot has become unbearable. Michiru bends down to remove her shoes and socks, biting her lips for even slightest movement around her foot.
"Need help?"
"No."
After a long tormenting whole 6 minutes removing one shoe, Michiru gives up. "Fine! Help me!"
Haruka flashes a grin, "at your service."
The blond surprises her for second time in the day. Michiru will never expect that Tenoh Haruka is capable to be gentle. But the extra care the blond has put on the task of taking off Michiru's socks amazes Michiru to no end.
She winces when she spots ugly bruise marking her pale skin. Now she is worried.
"It's not broken." Haruka informs. When she meets with Michiru's skeptical gaze, she continues. "Trust me... I have broken my bones few times before, and your pretty leg is not."
Michiru grits her teeth at the word 'pretty'.
Haruka applies the ice carefully and props Michiru's leg on a pillow. After making sure Michiru has the most comfortable position, Haruka steps back, creating a distance between them. "There, it will reduce the swelling. One other detail..." Haruka raises an eyebrow toward her.
"What is it?" Michiru sighs.
"Say, Kaioh, how do you get home?"
"I'll call a taxi."
"The back of my bike is available."
Michiru huffs, "No way I am going to ride that deathtrap of yours!"
Haruka raises an eyebrow, "you don't like a bike then?"
"Highly risky vehicle."
"If I knew that today I would have a chance to take you home, I would've brought my pumpkin carriage. Or perhaps a simple car will do." Haruka muses.
"Look, Tenoh... I appreciate what you have done today for me... but I'll be fine, you can go."
"You are chasing me away."
"Politely, emphasize that."
Haruka nods, "that's a step up. But as you said, Kaioh, today is like you owe me."
"I never said that."
"You implied it."
"... Fine! How much do I owe you?"
Instead, Haruka hands her a small yellow paper. When Michiru only stares at it, the blond shoves it into Michiru's uniform pocket.
"Come to my race. That is a ticket to my personal garage."
Before Michiru can stimulate any response to retort, Haruka has gone away. Few minutes later, she hears a motorcycle engine roars away leaving the high school ground.
She really hates Tenoh Haruka.
What do you think? R&R please... I am new and eager to know what you think about this kind of story.