You're Hired

Chapter 4

Author's Notes: My apologies for almost 2 months of not updating. Schedule's been hectic lately so I rarely have the free time to write. Chapter 4 is supposed to be the last chapter but I decided to extend it again by one chapter after this chapter became too lengthy to proofread. With that said, hope you have fun reading and stay tuned for the fifth and final chapter of "You're Hired". Thanks!

Disclaimer: I do not own Haruka and Michiru of Sailor Moon and the lyrics of the song "No Surrender" by Taproot.

Warning: Some mild diabetes-inducing scenes ahead. Get your insulin shots ready!

"If you want good luck; you must go out there and search for that luck! Because luck is waiting for you to look for it." – Temitope Owosela

Haruka heads outside the door as fast as she can. She unclips the visitor's pass ID from her suit's jacket and surrenders it to the security guard, a 6-foot tall man in his early 30s, in exchange of her ID card.

"Sir, have you seen a girl here with aquamarine hair?" Haruka asks the security guard.

"I did. She went that way." The security guard points to his right.

Haruka nods. "Thanks."

Haruka turns to the direction the security guard pointed and rushes on her feet.

On your feet (rush rush) to the street (rush)
Face defeat as if no one makes it out alive still try
Flee the scene (hush hush) be discreet (hush)
Go unseen unlike every breath you take can be as the clerk said passing by
Like a dream (such) nothing's what it seems (much)
Just deceit as if time could stop your stride now free outside
To the beat (pump) skipping every speed (bump)
There's no leaves, but if the walls you left behind could talk they'd probably only cry

Upon reaching a street corner, Haruka stops. Sweat trickles down her forehead and her hair is now unkempt from running. She turns her head to her left. No sign of Michiru. She looks ahead of her. Again, no sign of Michiru. She then looks to her right and sees a glimpse of Michiru, who is around 10 meters away from her. Michiru is sitting on a bench, at a bus stop right across a street on Haruka's right side. Michiru is not alone at the bus stop. An old lady, an old man, and a woman in her 30s carrying a 3-month old infant in her arms, are sitting beside Michiru. Michiru's attention is fixated on a green air-conditioned bus that's approaching the bus stop. Haruka turns right and quickly runs towards Michiru's direction. As the bus was fast approaching the bus stop, Michiru stands up, puts her purse on her shoulder and gets ready to board the bus. Haruka finally reaches the pedestrian lane. She is about to cross the pedestrian lane when suddenly, the pedestrian stop light turns red.

"Shit. Shit. Shit!" Haruka curses under her breath. Her heart beats faster than usual and she fidgets.

The bus finally pulls over the bus stop and gets in between Haruka and Michiru's sight. Desperate to stop Michiru from boarding the bus, Haruka tries out her last resort.

"MICHIRU!" Haruka screams at the top of her lungs.

These are the days you can't forget
These are the times you can't regret
This is your time for no surrender, surrender
This is your chance to do or die
This is your path so run or hide
This is your time for no surrender, surrender

Michiru lets the other passengers board ahead of her and goes back to sit on the bench. Seconds later, the bus's door closes and the bus leaves the bus stop. Michiru stands up and sees Haruka across the street with downcast eyes and a noticeable frown.

Michiru screams at the top of her lungs to get Haruka's attention. "HARUKA!"

Haruka turns her eyes from the pavement to the bus stop. She sees Michiru, right across the street, waving at her. Haruka's eyes widen and her frown turns into a smile that reaches her ears. Haruka waits for the pedestrian stop light to turn green. She then looks to her left and then to her right, and crosses the pedestrian lane as quickly as she can. After crossing the pedestrian lane, Haruka approaches Michiru.

"Haruka… what's wrong?" Michiru says.

Haruka tries hard to catch her breath. Her heart is beating fast. She stares right into Michiru's eyes and grabs Michiru's hand.

"Michiru… I-I…" Haruka stutters while trying her best to catch her breath.

Michiru raises her eyebrow. "What?"

"I would like to apply for a position in your heart."

Michiru is wide-eyed. She bursts into laughter.

Haruka raises her eyebrow. "What? What's so funny? I'm being serious here. Michiru, I've NEVER opened up to a complete stranger before. You're a special case."

Michiru pauses for a while and stares right into Haruka's eyes. "Haruka, I'm glad you came all the way here. I thought I would never see you again. Quite frankly, I felt the same way about you too. When I'm around you, there's this sense of familiarity I feel… it's as if we've known each other for so long…" Michiru tightens her grip on Haruka's hand.

"Does that mean I'm hired?"

Michiru chuckles and lets go of Haruka's hand. "Not yet. You still have an interview."

"Interview?" Haruka smirks. "Alright. Ask away."

"Follow me this way." Michiru approaches the bench on the bus stop. "Let's have a seat first."

Both Haruka and Michiru sit down the bench.

"First question. Haruka, are you willing to work 24/7 for our relationship?"

"Yes. Definitely."

"Why should I hire you?"

"That's a nice question. You see, when I love someone, I love them with all my heart, mind, and soul. I'm also a good kisser and I can show you what I'm made of… in bed. Also, in case you get sick, I guarantee you, I WILL take care of you. I'm a nurse after all. I'm pretty sure I'm someone you're looking for."

Michiru giggles and blushes at the same time. "What if you discover something about me that you don't like? What would you do?"

"Is there something about you not worth liking?" Haruka raises her eyebrow.

"I don't know… but for example, let's say I have bad breath, would you stop loving me?"

Haruka smiles. "Look, I love you as you are and if bad breath is a part of you, I'll accept it and I'll even buy you lots of oral hygiene products."

Haruka and Michiru burst into laughter.

"In case you don't get hired, what are your plans?"

"I'll bother you until you hire me. Like they say, 'try and try until you succeed'. Are you telling me, you're hard to get, Michiru?"

"If you want me to play hard to get, then I will." Michiru winks at Haruka. "Last question. How long would you expect us to last as a couple?"

"Forever."

Michiru chuckles and hugs Haruka. Haruka, in turn, wraps her arms around Michiru. Their cheeks suddenly turn pink from their first intimate contact.

"Congratulations, Haruka. You're hired!"

"Where's my kiss?"

"Not so fast. This hug is your initial salary. I'll give you a raise depending on your performance."

Haruka smirks. "Heh. I'll work hard for that."

Michiru releases Haruka from the hug. She opens her purse, grabs a white silk folded handkerchief from it, and gently wipes the sweat off Haruka's forehead.

"Michiru, you don't have to..."

"It's alright, silly. You troubled yourself coming all the way here. It's the least I can do for you." Michiru continues to wipe Haruka's forehead.

Haruka smirks. "Thanks. By the way, are you going home on your own?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Wanna cruise the city on my car? I'll give you a ride home too."

"Sure. I would love to."

Michiru finishes wiping the sweat off of Haruka's forehead. She opens her purse and puts the handkerchief on her purse. Haruka stands up offers her arm to Michiru. Michiru stands up and clings on to Haruka's arm. They walk arm-in-arm until they reach the parking lot where Haruka's car is.

"Michiru…"

"What?"

Haruka looks at Michiru and smiles at her. "I'm really glad I met you."

Michiru smiles back at Haruka. "I'm glad I was able to meet you too, Haruka. You know, at first, I was hesitant to apply for the job because it wasn't my thing. But you know, I never regret applying as a call center agent. Who would've thought that I'd meet you there?"

"Clearly, there's a purpose for everything huh?"

"Yeah. We may never have gotten that job, but we got each other instead."

"Destiny. It's a clever matchmaker."

"You got that right. By the way, where's your car?"

"There." Haruka points to a yellow convertible sports car, 2 meters away from her and Michiru.

"That looks like an expensive car."

"That's my graduation gift from my parents."

"You're spoiled, aren't you, Haruka?"

"I'm not! My parents just love me very much."

Haruka and Michiru laugh out loud. They approach the yellow convertible sports car. Michiru lets go of Haruka's arm. Haruka grabs her keys from her pocket and unlocks her car's doors using a small remote control. She opens the front passenger seat door for Michiru. Michiru hops in the car and closes the car's door. Haruka opens the driver seat door, hops in the car, puts her briefcase on the backseat, and shuts the car's door. She then puts the key to the ignition and starts the car. The car speeds away, and exits the parking lot.

To be continued…