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MidnightPersona here! Sorry it took so long to get this out! Real life, different time zones, and other things have been in the way. We'll do out best to get another chapter out asap but bare with us as we're across the world and, well, I love to sleep. xD But, here y'all are~ Chapter two of this lovely tale! Here's to hoping the next chapter is just as good.


The arrival of the four travelers in the London International Airport was a minor commotion. Yukino pushed the frames of her glasses up, and then proceeded to adjust the strap of her laptop bag. Haruka had insisted on carrying her personal carry-on bag along with her own, but Yukino insisted she could roll her suitcase herself, since her modest black suitcase had wheels unlike the dark green, military-esk duffle bag that Haruka brought.

"Isn't this exciting, Haruka? We're in London." Yukino asked the busty blonde, but Haruka seemed to be focused on Midori and Youko's discussion on directions to the shuffle buses so that they could get to their hotel.

"What hotel are we staying at, anyways? You did make reservations, right?" Haruka asked, interrupting the older females.

Midori held the map in her hand as Youko's finger traced the trial to the shuttle stop. "Our reservation is at the Windbloom Hotel," the brunette responded as she looked up from the directions. She picked up her suitcase and slung her carry-on over her shoulder, looking to the rest of the crew, "The shuttles leave every hour to the hotel. If we hurry, we can make the next one and not have to wait a full hour. We'll eat after we drop our stuff off at the hotel."

"Sounds like a plan!" All of Midori's stuff was placed into two medium sized duffle bags, one slung across each shoulder.

"Then what are we waiting for! Let's get going! Come on, Yukino!" Haruka exclaimed loudly, causing some of the British to look at the group with confusion and avoided getting closer to Haruka. This left an opening for the group and caused Yukino to stifle a giggle, Haruka knew English, but Yukino already knew Haruka probably wasn't going to use it much unless she had to.

"Haruka, follow Midori-san." Yukino chided softly as the four made their way out of the airport and into adventure.


"Well, that was interesting," Youko muttered as they walked into the Windbloom Hotel in London. 'Interesting' was a grave understatement; those poor people looked terrified! Oh well, the nurse didn't mind. That just meant that had the whole two-hour bus ride to themselves and she could catch up on much needed sleep… until Midori kept waking her up to point out all of the sites they passed. Needless to say Youko was a little moody at the moment.

Midori walked right up to the front desk and flashed a smile, "We're here for the reservations under 'Aswad,'" she said in accented English.

Youko raised a brow, "But your last name isn't—"

Midori quickly hushed her up before she could finish, "He might hear you!" She then explained, "Past experiences have taught me to create an alias when going abroad."

"…" Youko sighed, "I don't think I want to know."

The young male at the desk looked between the Japanese women with a blush.

"The two honeymoon suits are ready for you all. Midori Aswad and Youko Helene in suit 412 and Yukino Chrysant and Haruka Armitage in room 413. H-here are the room keys Ms. Aswad. I hope you all enjoy your stay at Windbloom Hotel."

Yukino had to grab Haruka and place a hand over her mouth when the suits were mentioned, and upon hearing their 'names' she had to pull Haruka closer to herself, keeping the busty blonde in check, but Yukino was blushing, having Haruka so close in such a public area… the poor worker had to turn around and hold his hand to his nose as blood began to rush out.

"Midori, you can explain this later once we get our stuff put up. For now, just hand us our room keys and let's go upstairs." Yukino's voice was flat as she tried to maintain her cool while making sure to speak in Japanese. She finally let go of Haruka, whom had gotten the hint.

"Have fun you two~" Midori sing-songed as she handed the younger pair their room key. She walked off toward the elevator with Youko and their baggage. Midori and Youko disappeared behind the closing elevator doors.

"I'm going to kill that woman." Yukino stated with a straight face. Haruka huffed and grabbed Yukino's hand, causing the brunette to blush.

"Come on, Yukino. Let's just unpack. We can get answers later." Haruka muttered, leading the way to the stairs and on to their room.


Yukino was seated on the silk-covered bed as Haruka used the bathroom. Her laptop lay open in her lap, a word document open before her. Fears of Love was at the top, but it was a tentative title at best. Yukino had been writing everything she can think of about Haruka and herself. Their relationship, and what she wanted, desired, needed… She began to type out the events leading from the plane to the hotel, going into detail on as much as she could when Haruka walked out of the bathroom, looking far more displeased than when she entered.

"The bathroom is ridiculous. It looks more like a hot tube or something." Haruka complained, allowing herself to fall back onto the bed.

"Hot tub, Haruka dear." Yukino corrected automatically, but she had brought up another word document, a paper for school this time. Haruka just glared at Yukino, appalled.

"Why must you always be on that damn computer? I mean, I could understand at school, but even back home you seem to just let it eat your time from everything," Haruka ranted, sitting up on her right elbow as she glared at Yukino.

"You were in the bathroom and I was just writing a paper for school, so sorry. What else was I suppose to do? Wait for you to come out of there and just stare like a love-sick puppy waiting for its master to throw it a bone?" Yukino retorted, slamming the lid of her laptop shut. The brunette stood and set her laptop on a dresser, she turned to walk out of the room, but Haruka was in front of her, pushing her against the wall.

"I'm your best friend, not your master. I don't control you, nor do I want to. I'm just… concerned." Haruka tried to think this through, but was failing at finding words. She never knew what to say to appease Yukino. Actions seemed the only way to keep her partner calm sometimes. What Haruka didn't realize was that the position she held Yukino in was driving the bespeckled brunette crazy. It kept Yukino in a submissive position, which she would have found inappropriate had it not been Haruka holding her there.

"If you aren't my master, then why not let me go from this position?" Yukino challenged, looking into the blonde's lavender orbs with a fierce expression. Haruka glared back, she did not feel like having Yukino win the battle.

"Make me let you go!" Haruka said, gripping Yukino's arms tighter. "But you can't, just like you can't focus on anything at all other than trying to be perfect!" Haruka growled, releasing Yukino and punching the wall connecting their room to Midori and Youko's.

"Calm down, Haruka," Yukino pleaded as Haruka then placed a high kick where she punched. Yukino's eyes were wide with concern Haruka threw another punch and Yukino saw her knuckles start to bleed. "Haruka! Stop it now!" Yukino began to cry, grabbing Haruka's hand mid-punch and causing both of their hands to hit the wall. Yukino cried out in pain, pulling her hand close to herself.

"Yukino!" Haruka instantly knelt beside her best friend, grabbing her right hand softly. It wasn't broken, but she had hurt Yukino, as she could tell from the already-forming bruise.

"What's going on in here!" Midori slammed the door open, ready to beat down the burglars who dared tried to hurt her students. Her green eyes glared about the room, her lock-picking tools in hand and ready to be used as weapons. A slightly terrified Youko stood behind her, no less worried for the younger pair. However, all the redhead found was Haruka's hand bleeding while she cradled Yukino's palm in her own. Immediately her bravado began to die down and she gave the two a curious look, "What happened? With all the noise, Youko and I thought someone was attacking you!"

"We… had a bit of a fight. Neither of us tried to hurt the other," Yukino tried to reassure the older women. "I just got in the way of a blow."

Haruka leaned back against a wall, examining her surroundings. She felt bad for letting her anger get out of hand, but Yukino had never tried stopping her before, but why this time? That's when Haruka noticed her hand was bleeding. Then she glanced over at Yukino whom looked toward the blonde as- if on reflex. Lavender eyes searched moss colored ones for something, but what? Reassurance? An apology? Or…?

Midori simply stared at the two in contemplative silence as Youko walked past her, into the room. The older brunette squatted down and took Haruka's bruised hand into her own to examine the damage done. After a couple of seconds, she smiled, "Nothing major, the skin just broke a bit." The nurse stood up, "I want you to run your hand under cold water. I know there's an ice machine down the hallway, so I'll go get some." She turned to her girlfriend, "Midori, could get a clothe I can put the ice in?"

"Hm?" Midori blinked, knocked off her train of thought. "Oh, a clothe. Sure." The two left Haruka and Yukino to fetch their respective items.