Authoress Note: Thanks to, SeraEris, petiyaka, & Rin314 for their reviews. I would ask that all grammar/spelling mistakes be pointed out by PM instead of the review section and if a review is left I would personally prefer that it discuss the plot. I apologize for over the month wait for this chapter. My plan is to try and get two chapters up this next week to make up for being gone for a month and then average out to one chapter a week after that.

Fixed a few things in the first chapter including Michiru's last name; this fiction can go either way All Human or Scouts so please let me know which you would prefer.

Also I have put up a poll to decide on my next fiction, which has the possibility of being another MichiruXHaruka fiction if you vote in time. I'll leave the poll up for a week. Yes I realize this is a drabble of a chapter but it has a purpose.

Drifting

Monday morning came faster than Michiru would have wanted, her alarm clock going off at five am, echoing through her empty apartment. She lay there, listening for the sounds of her mother and father rising for the day, preparing for work.

It never came, and every week she began to realize just how silly it was to continue to listen for it. She knew she didn't have time to be idle; she didn't wake up at five am for nothing. With a yawn she pulled herself from her bed. Walking by her desk she flicked on her desk lamp on the way to the bathroom. Brushing her teeth and then flossing them Michiru was satisfied with how they looked when she entered the kitchen, fixing herself a glass of ice water, sipping on it slowly as she took a multi vitamin as well as a vitamin combination that was supposed to improve memory before swallowing another sip of water, pouring the rest into a tea kettle on the stove, turning the eyelet on medium heat before entering her bedroom.

Staring at her cram books she sighed slightly, wondering if it was worth continuing on to a senior high school now that her parents were gone, but the plan had been her mother's life. Her mother's whole life and she couldn't give it up for the life of her. The days after her parents deaths had meshed together in her mind, just a blur in the bigger scheme of things. She had thrown herself into her practices and school work avoiding anything that would cause her to have to come to reality of what had happened. She was still in a daze and she knew rationally that it was not logical or safe for her to remain so spaced out, so depressed but she pushed on, refusing to see a counselor no matter how hard her teacher's pushed her to. Randomly flipping through her cram book it fell open on an English essay prompt. Michiru stared at it for a minute contemplating the prompt of Japanese History in her head before taking pencil to paper and furiously writing out the essay that answered the prompt. She worked steadily until the whistle of her tea pot snapped her out of her work. Pouring the boiling hot water over two tea bags she watched as the clear liquid turned a light green color. Green tea had been her mother's favorite, she had drank it plain but it wasn't something Michiru had been able to do until after her death, previously needing at least a little honey in hers. She had stopped putting honey in her tea cold turkey the day the crash had claimed their lives. It was a small change that had happened without her noticing the difference until weeks down the road. Taking her tea back to her desk she picked up where she had left off on the essay occasionally sipping on her tea that would be her breakfast for the day. Six o'clock rolled around with the sounding of another alarm went off.

Stretching the young woman closed her cram book before crossing the room, swiftly changing into her school uniform before kneeling to go through her school bag making sure she had everything she needed for the day, knowing her gym bag was at school with her swimsuit in it. Her classes seemed to stretch on forever, to the point a migraine started to form throughout her classes. When her teachers asked her why she had her hands pressed to the side of her head they allowed her to brush it off with the lie that it was a simple headache. Her swim practice was the last block of her day and for that she was grateful. With a nod from her coach she slipped into the water and began doing practice laps at a slower pace than usual but still the fastest girl on the team. She did lap after lap as her headache raged on pounding against her temples causing her to squint her eyes. Something was wrong. That was her last thought before she blacked out sinking into the water.

Michiru came to coughing up water from her lungs as her team mates, coach, and spectators that had been watching the practice hovering over her. Squinting her eyes at the sudden light Michiru slowly rose to a sitting position before looking to her coach.

"What happened?" she asked, forgetting formality from the fog that had settled on her brain.

"You blacked out and hit your head." She answered, inspecting the know that was forming through the girl's hair. "Go home Kaiou, rest. I don't want you back in the pool until I know your ok."

Michiru opened her mouth to attempt to plea a case but her teacher cut her off with a stern look before helping the young girl to her feet.

"Thank you for pulling me from the pool sensei" Michiru said, starting towards the locker room.

"I didn't save you Kaiou. Haruka Tenoh did." Her teacher answered matter of factly before blowing her whistle and watching the rest of her girls scurry to jump into the pool and begin practicing again.