A/N: anything in italics is a thought,

Why is she being so nice? Who'd be nice to me? She's already shot me down more than once...is she playing with my emotions? No, she's not that kind of person.

"Haruka? You're zoned out again." Michiru's voice called softly, snapping the tomboy out of her thoughts.

"Oh, sorry...I've just got a lot on my mind right now." the normally stoic blond replied, taking a small sip of her milkshake.

Michiru watched the other girl curiously, why does she act so callous when she isn't? Even now away from everyone she wont let her guard down even for a few minutes.

"Michiru, about what I asked you earlier." the blond began however when the aqua haired girl began to laugh she stopped.

"What? What did I say?" the nervous blond began, blood rushing to her face.

"Relax Haruka, it's not what you said but you're so skittish." the other teen stated as she reached over and placed her hand on the blonds.

This can not be happening...what does this mean? Is she flirting with me or what?

Turning her head quickly back toward the window, Haruka cursed herself for letting the other girl know how she felt.

She has to be toying with my emotions! She's already told me she's not interested.

However before either of them said anything a tall man walked in, his eye's filled with disgust toward the two teens.

"They allow things like you in a restaurant like this one? If I ran this business no one like you would step through the door!" the man snarled as he smacked the cups that were sitting on the table, making them spill all over Haruka.

The blond just sat there head hung as the man's cold blue eyes bore into her, tears silently coursing down her face.

"Disgusting! You both are nothing more than animals!" He added before he walked away.

Why? Why do you hate me so much?

"Ruka? Did you know him?" Michiru asked gently as she stood up.

"yeah, that was my father." the blond whispered in reply as she too stood up, the spilled ice cream dripping off of her school uniform.

"I'm so sorry...if I wasn't with you then maybe..." the blue haired girl began however Haruka shook her head.

"Don't blame yourself Kaiou-Chan...the night I told them about my sexuality he smacked me across the face as hard as he could before he walked out. that's why I missed two weeks of school a few months ago, The bruise just didn't want to go away." the tomboy stated as she removed her sodden jacket, a disgusted look on her face.

"Ruka..." Michiru began however she stopped when the blond took her hand.

"lets go to my place, Mom is at work and wont be back until seven this evening." she stated as she pulled the blond out of the restaurant.

I don't give a crap what people thinks about me.

"Haruka." Michiru whispered, calling the other thirteen year old out of her thoughts.

"What Michi?" the blond asked, stopping for a moment.

"about what I said at school earlier...I'm sorry I didn't mean to be so harsh, I just didn't want everyone to know about me just yet." she stated, causing Haruka to freeze.

I was worried over nothing? I thought she actually hated me but it ends up being something so simple as this?

"That's alright Kaiou-San, you don't have to apologize over it. I understand." the tomboy stated softly as she began to walk again, not wanting to get her hopes up.

Why is Haruka so timid still? Doesn't the big idiot see what I am trying to say?

Michiru sighed as she followed Haruka toward a two story house.

"Overlook the mess in the back yard, Mom's newest bright idea was a flower garden." the pianist stated as she lead the other girl up the steps.

"How everyone talks they make it sound like you must live in a mansion." Michiru stated causing Haruka to roll her eyes.

"Yeah, Just because my parents are both successful in a business they think that we live it up. Hah, I think I'd rather live like I do than to be some stuck up spoiled brat." she stated, then she glanced at Michiru and added.

"You're the first person that I've met that actually is friendly, despite the face that you get everything you want."

Michiru sighed as she worded her thoughts carefully so she wouldn't make the other teen think that she was upset with her.

"I understand how you feel Haruka, everyone seems to think that I am cold just because I keep to myself...that's not so." she stated as she walked through the door.

"I've noticed, you really don't like being handled like an egg right? You get sick of people acting like they have to spare your feelings?" the tomboy stated and after a short pause continued "you just want the truth, no matter what right?"

Michiru nodded, no one had ever understood her that much before however she didn't feel comfortable talking about the subject.

"I think this place is nice." she stated and Haruka chuckled and turned to face the girl.

"Feel free to look around while I go take a shower and change." she stated lightheartedly as she made her way up the stairs.

I can't believe she's being so open with me. I mean today's the first day I've actually talked to her.

While Haruka managed to undress and get into the shower Michiru was downstairs looking at the photographs that were on the wall.

She looks so happy in these, now she just seems like a shell of the person she was. Does what others say about her effect her that badly? Despite her aloof demeanor.

Michiru didn't realize how long she had taken to walk around the room, examining each picture carefully.

"I looked weird in long hair?" Haruka's voice called from the top of the stairs, causing Michiru to whirl around.

"No, I actually thought you looked cute." the other girl retorted causing the blond to blush.

"Okay now you just sound like my mother." the short haired girl retorted as she walked toward the kitchen.

"What are you up to now?" Michiru asked, giggling at the comment.

"Trying to find something that I can actually fix to eat without burning it, I don't want to try an restaurant again since the demon king found us earlier. I do not want to take another shower!" the blond replied, making Michiru laugh more.

"You don't like water?" she asked, earning a glare from the pianist.

"only when I'm drinking it or maybe a sprinkler but if I am completely submerged in water forget it." the blond answered as she put water on to boil before adding.

"is instant ramen alright with you? I would try to cook but I don't want to make you sick."

"Sure, I'd be more concerned that you'd burn the house down if you did try to cook." the blue haired girl stated teasingly as she watched Haruka pour the scalding water into the cups, though she managed to spill some onto her hand.

"Ow! Drats! Why do I always do that!" the blond yelped, rushing over to the sink and letting the cold water run onto her hand from the tap.

"I'll do that, you just worry about your hand." Michiru stated as she finished emptying the pot then she turned to find Haruka bandaging the blistered skin, though she winced every time the cloth touched it.

She isn't as strong as she ever claimed to be...though I like this Haruka better than the loner at school.

"Maybe you should just leave it alone." she advised as she watched the failed attempts that left Haruka in tears from the pain.

Haruka only glared at her, though it looked more like a pout.

"leave me alone and go eat." she ordered bitterly and Michiru had to fight a chuckle as she walked into the other room, actually obeying the other girl's wishes.

She's embarrassed that her tough girl act is going down the drain.

Michiru waited for the other girl who finally emerged, her hand clumsily bandaged.

"Sorry I'm a poor host, I guess this is less than what you're use to." Haruka whispered, causing Michiru to roll her eyes.

"it isn't but I like it better." the aqua haired girl replied though Haruka only gave her a doubtful look.

"oh really why?"

Michiru couldn't help but to laugh at the blond's ceaselessness.

"Because I'm with you, silly." she replied causing Haruka to almost choke on the food she had just put in her mouth.