A/N: I've been pretty much wasting my time around the house, trying not to do anything until I recently bought a new computer, so here goes, my second chapter to fixing this!!!
Disclaimer: Sailor Moon is not mine… Damnit…
The next morning, Haruka was greeted by a face full of morning sun as Setsuna opened the blinds in the racer's living room. "Huh.. wha?"
"Morning Ruka, the sun is shining, the birds are singing, and the kicker is you're an hour late for practice!" The blonde's manager was definitely too cheery for a Saturday morning.
"Executive decision- cancel it… I don't feel like driving…" The blonde was then unceremoniously tugged out of the couch she had passed out on and half-dragged to the restroom.
"I feel like making you practice… So guess what? You get to practice! C'mon, it'll help you blow off some steam… And you have to take a look at my car." The green-haired woman added with a grin. Noticing a grimace from the blonde, the green-haired manager went to the kitchen to fix some coffee for the hapless racer.
"I knew it; you're a morning person…" Haruka made it sound like an awful accusation. Slowly, Haruka got up off the floor and shuffled to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. The racer turned on the tap and ran her hands in the flow of water from the faucet. Wetting a cloth, she set to cleaning last night's adventure off of her face. "Sets!" she yelled. "You better not be putting sugar in my coffeemaker again!!" The blonde listened for a response but only received a muffled reply. Deciding that she looked presentable at the very least, Haruka left the bathroom and made a beeline for the kitchen. She saved her cup of coffee just as Setsuna was about to pour a heaping spoonful of sugar into her mug. Cradling her coveted cup of black coffee, she felt good enough to spare a glare at her incorrigible manager, who believed nothing had too much sugar.
Setsuna leaned against the counter, sipping her too sweet coffee slowly, and waiting for the racer to talk, or at the very least throttle her. Finally, after the silence was too thick (or perhaps it was the film of sugar in her coffee) she decided to get her racer going. "Let's go! You can drive!! Come on; don't glare at me like that! You're already late!"
"Yes, I'm already late…" Haruka replied, ignoring the green-haired woman's attempt to drag her out the door. "So what's a few more minutes? And plus, I always drive." The blond twirled her keys in her hand while sipping the black goodness nonchalantly. "We'll be there in five minutes anyway." The blonde finished her cup and walked leisurely to the lift, waiting for Setsuna to pick her jaw up off the floor.
True to Haruka's word, the Pagani Zonda S that the blonde had just recently made part of her collection pulled up to the track in record time. Haruka casually stepped out, withdrew a pair of shades from her jacket pocket and walked toward her crew.
Setsuna, however was having just a bit of trouble adjusting to the speed of the new car. She slid from the passenger seat and kissed the ground, motor oil stains and all. "Jesus, Ruka… I wouldn't hold it against you if you went a tad slower on the way up here…"
The blonde looked inquiringly at her manager and raised an eyebrow. "You were the one bitching that we needed to be here so damn early. I said we'd get here, and here we are."
Setsuna glared in Haruka's direction, but the racer was already headed to the locker room to get dressed. She noticed the crew members' hesitant stares and instead directed her ire at them. "Get to work!!" she shouted at the crew, who jumped to obey.
A few hours later, Haruka, gleaming with sweat, emerged from her car and looked back at the track. "Feels a little loose out there… Noticed it around the fifth lap. Probably should be checked when I pit."
"Got it Tenoh." Her crew chief replied, giving her his signature grin and heading off towards her car. "And about Setsuna's car…"
"I'll worry about it. What did insurance have to say about it?" The blond grabbed a towel from a tool box and began toweling her hair dry.
"They said to total it. It would cost about 6 thou to fix. I told them that we had the world's greatest mechanic slash body repairperson in the world. So they want you to take a look."
"Alright, which garage did you send it to… nothing too far I hope?"
"I had her sent here. Manager's orders." The crew chief said with a hint of mischief.
Sighing, Haruka trooped through her pit crew to the locker rooms. "Damnit. I really wanted to have a day off… Now I have to fix that woman's car, even though a normal person would see it as beyond hope." She headed to the showers to finish what would be the end to a really long day.
Is Ruka over Michi? Why wasn't there a mention of her in this Chapter? Because I made Setsuna a royal pain in the ass so what now? Maybe I might add in a lustyfull scene between everyone's favorite racer and violinist. REVIEW!!! Cause I said so. Or no Fluffyness...
