Let me warm you now. This chapter contains lots of girl on girl. Its hot- but if you hate it, try to avoid those scenes as you read. Enjoy!
The two girls stood in silence. The only sound was the air vent and the ruckus outside. "Pretty girls don't cry." She finally said. Michiru looked up and met the pale blue eyes.
"I dont like it here. I want to go home." Michiru whimpered. Haruka's steel expression didnt change. "This is home." She said deeply.
"I dont fit in here. Im not tough like you are!" Michiru argued. A smirk sat on the blonde's masculine features.
"You can be." Michiru tilted her head in confusion. She reached up to fix her ponytail that was falling by now.
"How?" She was genuinely curious as to what the blonde had up her sleeve. She got no reply, only feeling two strong arms slam her against the wall.
"Take a risk." She breathed out, inches from Michiru's porcelain face. The aquanette nearly screamed as Haruka pressed her lips against hers.
She wanted to pull away, but her body wouldn't let her. Instead, she parted her lips, granting the blonde entrance. She had never felt pleasure like she did at that very moment.
An arm wrapped around her tiny waist, pulling her closer. Haruka's hands explored her body, sending wave after wave of heat throughout the younger girl. Their tongues met and a spark was set off between both of them.
After five minutes of aggressively making out, Haruka pulled away. "Now that is a start" She said in a husky voice. Michiru was silent and stunned. She was left frozen in the empty room as Haruka strode out.
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Michiru spent the rest of her day hiding in her bed. She had never kissed a girl before. The worst part of it all was that she liked it. No, she loved it and wanted to do it again.
She buried her face in a soft pillow and screamed. She was so frustrated. She didnt go for dinner that night, and laid in silence.
The girls came in around 11. Sayaka glanced at Michiru. She wondered why the aqua haired girl didnt show up for dinner.
"Hey kid. Are you sick?" She sat at the foot of Michiru's bed. The girl was unmoving but Sayaka knew that she was awake.
A muffled "No" came from underneath the blanket. Haruka lit a cigarette and leaned against the railing on her bed.
She looked over to Haruka's smug expression and her face became stern. "Oh what the hell'd you do to her Tenoh?"
Haruka chuckled and made sure to blow smoke in their direction. Michiru coughed from the safety of her blanket fort. "They see you in here with one of those fire sticks and you're dead." Sayaka said as she walked to her bed.
Michiru had been replaying Haruka's words in her head for hours. She remembered every little detail of the passion they shared.
Take a risk
She felt Haruka's lips against her own. The way she bit on Michiru's lip, causing pain that mixed with pleasure. She remembered the way she cupped her breasts and kissed down her soft neck.
Take a risk.
She finally snapped up. Both girls looked at her in suprise. She ripped the scrunchy out of her hair and let her curls fall past her shoulders.
Take a risk.
"Can I have one?" She asked. Sayaka's eyes widened. Haruka looked at her cigarette and then at Michiru.
"One of these?" She asked stunned. Michiru only nodded and tapped her finger against her leg. Haruka kept her face turned towards Michiru as she grabbed for the pack behind her.
She tossed it to the girl across from her, along with a lighter. Michiru stared at it for a second. She could feel the other two staring holes through her.
"Take a risk." She whispered to herself, though both girls heard it. Haruka grinned as Michiru lit the cigarette and put it in her mouth.
She blew a cloud of smoke into the air. Sayaka covered her face with her hands. "Damn." She breathed out.
The red headed girl across the room looked at Haruka in surprised silence. They hadn't heard Michiru even utter a curse until now.
"Atta girl." Haruka said as she headed over to Michiru's bed. The shorter girl was very interested in this new activity. She stilled as Haruka adjusted her fingers. "You're holding it wrong barbie."
Michiru flinched as their fingers touched. Even the slightest bit of contact with the blonde set her on fire. Sayaka groaned and stripped her clothes.
"You're fucking up our little angel Tenoh." She said as she climbed under her sheets. Michiru looked up at Haruka, who only winked at her charmingly.
Michiru stared at the blonde. How every feature of her face was perfect. Her lips were tinted, almost red. Her jawline was well defined and sharp. Long Golden eyelashes led to Michiru's favorite part of Haruka's face, Her eyes. They were baby blue, just like the sky. They sparkled always, but were unreadable.
You couldnt tell what she was thinking, and it drove Michiru crazy. Her short blonde hair always looked windswept. She was quick about things, swift.
Haruka had never let anybody in. She ran away from her feelings and her problems. She always ran. She was a mystery. Here one minute and gone the next, just like the wind.
Michiru found herself lost in the sapphire eyes of the girl beside her. Haruka was the same way, she studied Michiru as well.
Michiru's features were different than Haruka's. Her skin was softer, more fragile, almost as if it would break of you touched her. Michiru was pale, unlike Haruka, who was very tanned. Her expression was always inviting and calm. Her eyes were royal blue, just like the ocean. When she was upset they were stormy and dark, resembling a hurricane.
They gazed into the other. Michirus mouth slightly opened and she bit her lip. Haruka put a hand on her cheek in a soft caress. Without a second thought she pulled Michiru towards her and softly kissed her.
It wasn't like the forceful one before. It was very innocent and sweet, just like Michiru. Haruka noticed how her lips tasted like strawberries and closed her eyes.
Michiru relaxed into the kiss, Harukas hand was still on her cheek, slowly tracing it up towards her hairline. When they pulled away for air, Haruka snapped back to reality.
She took her hand away from Michiru and flipped off the lights. She climbed into her own bed. Sayaka had been sleeping through all of this, which Haruka was thankful for.
Michiru still sat in her same position. She touched her fingers to her rosy lips.
A blue blanket was held close to her chest as she closed her eyes. Why did Haruka kiss me like that? She knew she was developing a crush on the rough blonde. She also knew that she was playing with fire.
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A figure shot up in her bed. She touched her wet cheeks and felt tears. She looked around her, only finding darkness. Another nightmare.
Michiru had been having the same nightmare for a week now. The ship. She was forced to watch it sink over and over in her sleep each night. The newspapers that were tossed so carelessly onto front porches, those papers carried the news of her parent's death. She had to hug her crying maid again, the woman who she had known since birth, the woman she would never see again.
She had to walk through her parents bedroom, finding her mother's romance novels lying on the bedside table, Her fathers socks sprawled carelessly on the closet floor. All of their possessions still stayed there, as if they never left. She had to say goodbye to the house she grew up in all over again, her little kitten Ree that went with her maid.
She had to experience it all again in her dream. Night after night. Haruka and Sayaka had both been awakened by the frightened girl on different nights.
It hurt Haruka to see her like that. She didnt want to care, but she did. She really did. The blonde had never cared for anyone but herself and Sayaka.
They hadn't kissed once since that night. They got along well. Michiru slowly adjusted to her new lifestyle.
But tonight was different. Tonight, Michiru hugged her knees. She cried openly, causing the person in the bed beside her to sit up.
She ignored Haruka's stare and buried her face in her knees. She then felt a steady hand on her back. It pulled her in and she was soon crying into Haruka's chest.
Haruka scratched Michiru's back gently. Eventually, Haruka gave up sitting and laid down on Michirus bed, bringing the younger girl with her.
The white blanket was pulled over them. Haruka could not believe she was doing this. Her head told her to yell at the girl to shut up. But for some reason she didnt.
Michiru sniffled and kept her head on Harukas chest. She usually hid her breasts during the day. At night she didnt bother with any of that. Michiru almost forgot Haruka had any until her head was lying on them.
She fought a smile and snuggled closer. Haruka hadn't spoken a word to her, she only comforted her. She knew Michiru secretly liked the fact that her bra was gone.
Her arms were wrapped securely around Michiru's waist, holding her In her place. Not a word was spoken. She was simply there. There to wipe away the tears of the Barbie like girl.
This process repeated every night for the next week. Michiru awoke the next morning alone. Haruka would wake herself up and leave, so Sayaka wouldn't know.
They never brought it up. Things were the same in the daytime. Haruka was mean and rough. Michiru now knew 2 sides of the handsome blonde.
2 weeks of living in this strange new place. Michiru munched on her crackers while a new friend of hers talked endlessly about a new crush.
"Oh and his eyes! Did I mention his eyes?"
Michiru nodded without looking at her.
"Those eyes… Theyre the best eyes a human could have!"
"Id have to disagree with you. I know someone who's eyes are a masterpiece in every way."
"Oh yeah? Who?"
A loud crash sounded. A large 17 year old was eye to eye with the raging blonde. Michiru didnt even bother looking before silently pointing at Haruka with a smile.
Michiru finally turned around to watch the fight, she could use some entertainment. The burly guy threw a punch at Haruka's head, which she dodged easily.
She punched his jaw causing him to fall to the ground. She gave him a hard kick in the gut and whispered something roughly in his ear.
Everyone cheered loudly for the strong victor. Haruka smiled cockily and walked over to Michiru. She snaked an arm around her shoulders. "Shall we celebrate?" She asked in a low voice. Michiru was surprised, but gladly followed the blonde back to their room.
Sayaka sat across the room with a group of girls. She raised an eyebrow as her two friends hurried out of the room. She knew that look. She shook her head, trying to get rid of the disturbing images of what the two were about to do.
Haruka shoved Michiru onto her bed. She climbed on top of her and kissed her passionately. Her hands went to pull Michirus dress over her shoulders. The aquanette took a deep breath, she had never done this before.
Once her dress was off she immediately blushed as Haruka's eyes scanned her body. She gasped as Haruka pulled her into her lap. Her hands groped at Michiru's perfect rear.
The heat became unbearable and Michiru let out a slight moan. She covered her mouth immediately and Haruka couldnt help but laugh. "Thats normal barbie." She whispered into her ear.
She continued to please Michiru. She stiffened as the beautiful girl began to unbutton her shirt. She tried to take Michirus hands away as her shirt slipped down her arms.
"Let me" She whispered. Haruka only nodded and let Michiru unclasp her bra.
They progressed slowly, items of clothing disappearing one by one. Michiru closed her eyes, preparing herself for what was to come.
"Are you scared?" Haruka asked. Michiru nodded and blushed. Haruka smirked and pulled her close.
"Take a risk." She whispered almost silently and Michiru connected eyes with her.
"Take me." Was the last thing the aquanette said before Haruka took her into a ward of pleasure she never knew existed.
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