Chapter 4: Just Friends
Haruka watched Michiru on the arm of the guy and she could hear their voices as they got closer. She was laughing, "Stop it Yogi" she playfully pulled away from him. The blonde felt sick inside as they walked and began to leave the bridge. She had moved down the stairs and was noticed by the blue-haired girl and her boyfriend.
"Haruka," Michiru called to her, "How're you?" The two had approached her.
The blonde smiled slightly, "'Actually I just felt my heart go up in flames but since you asked…' I'm just fine, and you?"
"Just the same"
"Oh so you're feeling like crap all of a sudden too?" Haruka muttered.
"What was that?" Michiru blinked.
"Ahh," Sweatdrop Haruka looked around, 'I'm going to assume I said that out loud' She shook her head,"Nothing at all, Kaioh. So who is this?" She changed the subject but honestly didn't really care who the guy was.
"This is Yogi, my boyfriend."
"Hello" He grinned, it almost seemed cocky. Like he wore Michiru on his arm like a prize and strutted around town like 'Look what I got'. Then again Haruka didn't blame him, she was gorgeous. She wouldn't exactly take Michiru around with that type of an attitude… maybe more of a modest one.
She nodded ignoring his offered handshake, playing it off as if she had not seen his hand.
"I should get going," she bowed out of the conversation "See you in class." She moved around the corner quick in order to avoid more conversation. From where she was she could still hear them.
"Stop it, Yogi!" She sounded a little irked this time. Haruka peered around the corner to see that he tried to grope her and play it off as "messing around". Michiru went into the store nearby to get away from him for a few minutes.
An oncoming group of girls were passing by at which he waved and winked. He was grinning and so was his ego that was until he saw Michiru inside paying for whatever it was she had in her hands. He was unable to make it out through the glass.
Haruka growled under her breath while putting her helmet on and getting on her bike, "What a jerk. And she might be completely oblivious…"
Her bike's engine roared and she tore around the corner. She rolled slowly by the couple, to the point where Yogi was looking and staring roughly. Haruka revved her bike and took off kicking up water from the street on Yogi.
He yelled flipping a "friendly" finger to the bike rider just as Michiru had walked out.
"I go in for two minutes…" Michiru shook her head at the boyfriend unit while holding the bag of chips and drinks she had just bought. 'That looked like Haruka's bike…Hm' her eyes followed the motorcycle till it was too far to see.
Makato's jaw fell in disbelief, "No way!" She sat by the upset Haruka on her bed, and rubbed her back.
"Yeah… I saw it, them together… not more than two hours ago."
"Saw what?" Minako asked as her and Usagi came in.
"Michiru has a boyfriend" Makato told then looked at Haruka.
"WHAT!" Usagi pushed pass Minako and kneeled by Haruka, "What's he look like? What's his name? You want to get him? Yeah, let's get him!" She spoke fast and in an upset tone.
Minako stared blankly and pulled her back, "Calm down." She looked at the tomboy and shook her head, "I'm sorry, Haruka… so when do you want us to get him?"
The two towered over Haruka with evil grins.
"Just leave him."
"What?" Makato blinked.
"Just leave him and Michiru alone." Haruka clarified.
"You mean you don't want to…" Usagi put down her little notebook, which she probably intended to write down her plan.
"Exactly… so tomorrow night, I don't think I'm going to show up."
"Ahh, well that's a problem!" Minako smiled innocently.
"Why"
"Cause we kind of gave Michiru you dorm room number and everything… cause we were hoping to come here tomorrow night."
Haruka fell out of bed, with a thud and a sweatdrop.
"Sorry!" The three girls smiled together, "It could still be fun" Makato added.
"I suppose then…" Haruka sat up and sighed.
"Good, so we're good?" Usagi looked at the pianist.
"Yeah, yeah, tomorrow night… right here."
"Muy Bien!" Minako yelled.
The others stared, perplexed.
"Something I learned from the new Spanish foreign exchange student… He's adorable" she blushed.
"Isn't he?" Makato had the same dreamy look in her eyes.
Usagi and Haruka shook their heads.
"Mina, let's get going shall we my mom is cooking a big dinner for us. Are you two sure you don't want to come?" Usagi asked.
The two nodded, "Have fun." And they watched the two walk out before they had settled back down into their seats. Haruka looked upset, she felt more broken up over this than she had thought.
Makato looked over at her good friend, "It's really bothering you, isn't it?"
The blonde sighed and nodded, "More than I thought…"
"Well consider the other options… you can always be friends, perhaps really good friends. Or you can cut her out of your life completely."
"True… even if I cut her out of my life… I feel as if she wouldn't be gone." Haruka looked at the brunette who smiled warmly.
"Then go ahead and stay friends with her, its better than that."
The blonde smiled slightly and nodded, "It is…"
"So, can we go for that ice cream now?" Makato asked.
The tomboy laughed at the question and nodded, "Of course."
It was cool outside when Haruka decided to sit out in the dorm building's courtyard. This is where she had told the girls to meet her with whatever it was that they planned on bringing over. She had an awkward feeling it'd be nothing but sweets and magazines full of half naked men.
"The things I do with these girls…" Haruka shook her head, smirking to herself. Just then the three had shown up along with Michiru.
"Haruka!" Usagi yelled from across the way, "A little help please?" She struggled to carry a few heavy, very heavy, bags.
"Oh," Haruka smiled at the other and took hold of a couple of the bags. "Why so much, girls?"
"Well Usagi's mom here made so much food last night… and baked a ton of stuff so we decided to bring it all over tonight!" Minako informed.
"Do we really need this? There are only five of us!" Haruka readjusted her hands as they approached the room.
"Oh what's the matter with it?" Makato looked over and open the door, "Are you trying to watch your girlish figure?"
The girls snickered at Haruka, "…well I sure as hell would like to keep it fit."
"Oh loosen up Haruka" Michiru smiled at her and touched her arm softly.
Haruka's face went red and she rushed to set all the food down before they would notice just how red her face got. Her sighed and looked over at the girls who were sitting down. They had just put in a movie, the tomboy wasn't sure what movie but she was sure it was some mushy click flick.
While Haruka had an eye on the girls as two argued something about boys and the last had her eyes glued to the TV and a pastry half in her mouth. She blinked then counted, 'Three…where is… oh' Haruka turned around to see that Michiru was standing at the table reading over sheets of music that were scattered around.
"There's nothing really interesting there." Haruka spoke stepping over to her.
"They look pretty good… you write a lot of piano parts… well of course, that's obvious isn't it?" She smiled, "You write such beautiful pieces."
"You do too…" Haruka was falling short of words.
"Thank you" She smiled, "I wish Yogi could understand that. Well, music in general… he's your typical guy."
"Ah, yeah…" Haruka nodded.
The other three girls were cooing from a distance and whispering how cute the two were together.
"Yeah… so do you plan to continue writing after you graduate?"
"Maybe a little for some extra money." Haruka looked up thoughtfully. "I'm not sure, but I know I'll be racing."
"I'd love to watch you race" Michiru smiled.
Haruka blushed a little, "Well, when I have a race, I'll let you know, yes?"
"That sounds good." Michiru nodded.
The two looked over their shoulders at the three staring at them. Oh how awkward it must've felt. Makato blinked, grabbed the two other blondes and dragged them away nervously.
"Maybe we can write something, together, yes?" Michiru suggested.
"Together?"
"Yes like you and me, Haruka."
"Sure… that sounds good."
"Can it be a duet though? Just us…"
'Just us' sounded so nice to Haruka she finally snapped out of her little thought, "Of course it can be." The tall girl smile, a real warm smile, 'Friends.'
"Maybe next weekend we can start on it?"
"Next weekend" Haruka nodded, "We'll make it the most beautiful piece." She smiled.
"Yes, let's not rush."
The two heard a bowl go over someone's head and into the kitchen.
"I'm going to guess they're watching a scary movie, yeah?"
"Sounds like it… or Makato's boy of choice has been taken or heartbroken." Haruka shrugged, "We better get in there." She led the blue haired girl into the room, where the five of them spent the rest of the night watching movies. Though, Haruka was rather indifferent to the activities she stuck around and let the girls be girls while she was picked on being the "boy" of the group. She didn't mind at all, because she had Michiru on mind and a slightly nervous smile at all times.
doo doo da da de de da da. oh so i plan on soon starting up a much larger fic... if anyone would be into co-writting lemme know. Cause I might need some help.
And lemme know what you think of this one so far