3) Car ride

BEFORE

As they speed up down the bridge, the sun setting across the horizon, she let herself enjoy the peace and quiet of the moment. It was a rare occasion, really, when they could simply relax and just be normal. Even if they never did that. There was nothing normal about them. But that was just the way they were.

They were quite the pair. And as she felt the wind wildly playing with her hair, she couldn't help the smile that came upon her lips. She loved that feeling. It remind her of her best friend. Every time...

Her smile turned into a soft one, as she discreetly took a peek at said friend, as the tall girl was concentrated on her driving task. The wind playing with her short blonde hair, messing it up completely, locks falling over green eyes now and then. And even though Haruka didn't seem to mind that much, Michiru was dying to take those blonde locks away from her eyes...

To touch her hair... So gently... feeling those short blonde locks against her fingertips, just like she had seen her friend doing so many times. Knowing the stubborn strands would fall right back into green eyes. Just like it always did. And that alone made her want to touch it even more...

A sigh escaped her lips, and she turned to the side, looking at the sun setting. Trying to remember all the colors, all the shades of orange and pink and violet, all coming together in the sky, so she could paint it later. And, maybe, take her mind away from short blonde hair and soft green eyes...

Upon hearing the soft, almost soundless sigh from her friend's mouth, Haruka threw a glance at her. And she had to remember herself she was driving. Otherwise, she would be lost, contemplating how the aquamarine curls were dancing in the wind. So freely. So beautifully...

Her friend sure made a pretty sight. She always did. With her relax posture, but still so elegant. So delicate and feminine. So graceful. Even with her school uniform. The ribbon on the front of her shirt wildly dancing on her chest. Her hands gently resting on her lap, as her blue eyes were lost somewhere on the color changing sky.

She turned her gaze back to the road ahead of her. Michiru sure had an effect on her... and the aqua girl had no idea... and the blonde was dying to simply reach out her hand, and take those soft ones in hers.

She liked that about her. How she would get lost inside her own little world. Not always, because it meant she lost her to someplace she couldn't follow, but sometimes, she really liked that... She liked that, because of that peaceful expression upon those soft, lovely features. Her hands were itching to gently caress her cheeks, redden with the fresh ocean's wind. To take one of those curly locks, and mindlessly play with its softness.

She shook her head, hands tightening around the steering wheel, trying hard to concentrate her thoughts on the feeling of the wind playing with short blonde hair, and the fresh air, and the beautiful sunset. Trying to keep her mind away from floating aquamarine curls, soft hands, and blue eyes...

AFTER

She lift her hand and rearranged the curly lock that has flung into the air, vaguely wondering just how messed up her hair was right now. Oh well, she liked that feeling, anyway. The feeling of the wind, wildly messing with her hair. It remind her of Haruka...

She turned to the side, contemplating the blonde as she was driving. Her short locks flaying everywhere, dancing, playing with her element. And when a particularly stubborn strand fell into green eyes, Michiru smiled, reaching out her hand and taking the blonde locks away from Haruka's eyes, letting her hand go through soft hair, gently caressing her skull.

Haruka smiled upon the gentle touch, tilting her head and enjoying Michiru's fingers playing with her hair. She closed her eyes, only for a second, concentrating on that feeling, before opening them again and taking Michiru's hands in hers, to then gently kiss it.

The aquamarine haired girl giggled happily at the gesture, before moving in a little bit closer, loving the warmth emanating from the blonde's form. She kissed her cheek then, and then giggled again upon Haruka's light blush. She could be such a shy person at times...

The blonde chuckled upon her own embarrassment. One hand still firmly on the steering wheel, she reached out her other hand, encircling it around Michiru's shoulders, to then mindlessly play with the soft curls at the back of her neck. Knowing that was one extremely sensitive spot, and loving the slight tremor that she could feel going through Michiru's body as her fingers played with her hair, brushing the soft skin every now and then.

The smaller girl closed her eyes for a moment, letting herself get lost to Haruka's ministrations, before she opened them again, now taking the blonde's hands and guiding it back to the steering wheel, playfully scolding her for not paying enough attention to her driving task.

Again, Haruka chuckled, before nodding her head. Green eyes never leaving the road ahead, she couldn't help the tender smile that came to rest upon her lips, as a soft curly head came to rest on her shoulder. One soft hand gently resting on her thigh, on an innocent, loving gesture.

She tilt her head to the side, to brush her lips against Michiru's forehead in a soft, tender kiss, and then simply relaxed, as they both took in the peaceful of the moment, enjoying the car ride. Liking the feeling of the wind playing with them. Loving the feeling of their bodies, so close together.