More than team-mates ?!
AN: This took longer than it should have but I simply couldn't write and I apologize for that. This is why I'm uploading part one only. I just don't want to keep anybody waiting longer- so bare with me the rest of the chapter will come up soon. And it might still need some editing so-sorry- I will do all of that right now.
And, No I don't owe Sailor Moon. Unfortunately'.
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Chapter 4 :Part One
Thursday the day of their drawing-date had come way too wasn't really sure in what kind of position she should draw Haruka since she usually dreamed of drawing her nude- and well she certainly couldn't tell her that. Too awkward. Haruka was late and Michiru was becoming more nervous.
Anyway, by the time the doorbell rang Michiru hadn't found a solution yet.
"Sorry, the traffic was awful and I had to drive within the speed limits. Yeah sad story, I know…"
The thought of Haruka driving slow made her laugh as they went to Michiru's drawing room. Haruka on the other hand had lied about- well not the awful traffic but about her driving according to the speed limits. She had just needed more time at home to focus on what to do now. Having her mind set that she definitely needed to show Michiru how she felt, she was still her old self, having that slight problem with confessing and therefore needed a good plan.
"Maybe you'd like something to drink? Are you hungry?"
And again Haruka surprised her by simply not being hungry and again that was a lie she was hungry, not for food though…
The blonde looked around in the painting room and her eyes stopped on some sketches. And I always thought that I was the perverted one. She picked one up showing it to Michiru who blushed heavily feeling caught.
"Is that how you want to draw me?"
She had cast her eyes down avoiding eye contact with the person she had in mind while doing this sketch.
"Don't worry that is a really old one, you may keep your clothes on", she only whispered the last part.
"You know I wouldn't have a problem with taking the off", she looked at the embarrassed girl realizing she had probably pushed her little flirt too far for now. She took a step forward putting on hand on her shoulder, which cased the aquamarine haired beauty to look up into her loving eyes.
"I'm sorry for having been so rude to you when you asked me about being a model for you. It wasn't you that I was running from, it was the destiny that I wanted to push away."
Michiru felt a warm shiver in her heart, right where it had been broken that day Elza had introduced her to the handsome racer. And so she regained her composure, flipping her hair her and commanding the tomboy around.
"Well you have the chance to make that up to me today", she smiled.