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Chapter Three: Conference time

Michiru wasn't sure how she managed to escape Lily for the rest of the evening, but she was grateful. She didn't look forward to the questions and looks from the red head, perhaps she should even skip out on seeing her tomorrow.

The bluenette left the noise of the city in the comforts of a cab. 'Time to go back to the quiet' she thought. Though it was lonely at times, Michiru always found comfort in her flat. It wasn't as luxurious as she was accustomed, but the large pool and spacious bedroom made the entire apartment worthwhile.

She paid her driver in silence. Upon passing the gate and walking towards her door, she saw a bouquet of pale pink roses standing at her porch. She sighed as she kneeled to retrieve them. She allowed herself to caress one of the silky petals before taking the card and tossing them back on the ground. She felt bad for wasting such beautiful flowers, but she knew who they were from and had no intention of keeping them. She let herself into her apartment with her key, locked her door behind her and leaned against the wall. Without a moments hesitation she ripped open the envelope, seeing his writing.

'I am so sorry Michiru, I love you. Please forgive me and call me soon. Love, Yuichiro'

Letting out a sad sigh, Michiru let herself slide to the floor. She remembered now, she remembered why she went drinking with Lily against her better judgement. She'd caught him, she'd caught Yuichiro in bed with another woman. He claimed it had never happened before, it was just a mistake, he didn't love her... But she couldn't accept this. He was supposed to be hers, he was supposed to be faithful and loving. As Michiru picked apart her love life, she wondered if he'd ever really loved her. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but Michi couldn't find herself angry or upset anymore.

What did she feel? Relief? Perhaps she herself had never really loved him, perhaps that was why she could never give herself completely to him. Michiru was done analyzing all the details, she needed rest. Getting back on her feet, she grabbed a bottled water out of her fridge and headed to her bedroom. She didn't bother undressing as she allowed herself to fall onto the bed. With a sigh, she was out, her last thought running to the stranger she had kissed so fully.

'Maybe I should call her' Michiru mused to herself.

Haruka couldn't help but find herself annoyed the rest of the night. Not only did she lose herself a girlfriend, she had no guarantee this new girl would give her a call.

'Michiru'

Haruka couldn't quit thinking of how familiar the woman seemed to her, it bothered her the rest of the evening. Haruka had finished off her evening going to other clubs and dancing with any and every single woman she could find. She tried her best to get the blue haired beauty out of her mind, but she couldn't keep reflecting on how the woman's lips felt against hers.

'She seemed so innocent' Haruka told herself. She blonde tomboy always had a thing for innocence, but she knew she had to be careful with this one. 'Don't want to scare this kitten away.'

Haruka sensed the current blonde who was grinding against her could tell she wasn't focusing. Haruka wrapped her arms around the blonde, nuzzling into her neck.

Haruka wanted to scream.

'Why can't I stop thinking of her?' She came to an abrupt halt, lightly pushing the blonde away from her. With an apolagetic smile, Haruka left the girl on the dance floor with a frown on her face. Quick as possible, she jumped onto her motorcycle and sped off in the direction of her home. If she wasn't going to be able to focus on a woman, she might as well catch some Z's. She had a big job interview tomorrow, she needed this to pan out. She wasn't sure what she'd be doing, it was just a desk job as an assistant to some rich snob. With a slight chuckle, Haruka wondered how fun it would be to seduce her boss...

-The Next Morning-

Michiru awoke with a start, the damned alarm clock blaring in her ear. Getting to her feet she realized she'd never changed out of her clothes the night before. Wiggling out of the dress was harder that putting it on, sleeping in it had wrinkled the poor dress horribly. As the dress fell to the floor, she saw a piece of white paper soon follow. Confused she picked it up.

"Haruka Tenoh" Michiru read aloud, realizing what it was. She looked at the paper for another moment and read the number. Michiru considered calling the woman, but set it aside on her vanity. Looking over at her clock she'd realized how much time she wasted on undressing from the night before and just staring at the paper. She needed to be at the office earlier today, she had to train one of the newbies.

With a quick turn she went to her bathroom. Once showered and done with all the morning routines, she dressed into her plain work suit. She hated her uniform, but nothing could be done at the moment.

She grabbed her suitcase and headed out to the company car she knew would be waiting for her. Michiru couldn't help but worry that today was going to be a stressful day.

Haruka awoke later than expected, but she was always used to being rushed. Grabbing a quick shower and a cereal bar, the blonde head out to her new place of employment. Haruka parked her motorcycle by cars that boasted of their owners income. With a smirk at them, she wondered how badly she'd beat each of them in a race.

She aproached a small building that boasted of it's clients and guarantees of service. The place already made Haruka feel nauceous. She shook her head and walked on into the agency, heading over to a secretary who stood guard at the front.

"Hi, I'm Haruka Tenoh. I'm here today about a job interview." She gave the woman at the desk her most winning smile, but she didn't budge.

"Oh yes, Miss Kaoih will be out to see you in just a moment." She turned back to her computer, typing away at a fevered pace.

Haruka decided to take a seat. As the minutes passed she finally heard a woman approach the door connecting the secretary to an office. She heard a familiar laugh from the other side as the door opened. Haruka felt as though she'd been hit in the stomach. The beautiful blue haired woman who had kissed her was standing right in front of her. The woman she couldn't get off her mind was in arms reach.

Michiru hadn't yet noticed the woman sitting there until her secretary nodded over at her. Michi gasped as she saw the person sitting there.

Right there in her office was Haruka...

Authors notes: I should be updating again in 2 or 3 days, so let me know how you all like how the stories going! Any advice you want to give is appreciated!