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I originally only intended to make this a 5 chapter story but, well, it's a lot longer now. Glad you guys like it. :D
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Three Halos
Haruka replayed the previous recording a few more times to made sure she heard right. 'She is my wife?' Tears rolled down her cheeks. 'And my father is poisoning her… poisoning her mind. I can't believe it. What do I do?' Haruka continued to lie in her bed. She did not find sleep that night.
First thing in the morning, Haruka approached a nurse. "I'd like to see a new doctor. I don't feel comfortable with Dr. Tenoh anymore."
The woman nodded. "I'll have a new doctor for you soon then. Is there any reason I particular?"
"I just don't feel comfortable with him. I'd like a new doctor as soon as possible. Today or tomorrow would be great."
The nurse sat quietly for a moment. "I have a good friend of mine that I can recommend for you. I'll give her a call."
"Thanks." Haruka turned and walked to the garden she enjoyed sitting in.
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~Five Years ago~
Haruka and Michiru had just graduated from Harvard and were ready to begin their lives together. It was two years ago today that they had met. They had agreed they would be moving to New York soon, and decided to pay one final visit to the beautiful garden they had met in. The couple walked hand in hand as they approached the bench near the red tulips.
"I can officially say that red tulips are my favorite flower." Michiru let go of Haruka's hand and sat on the bench.
The tall blonde woman smiled and remembered the day they met. "Me too, love." She remained standing with her hands deep inside of her pockets. She closed her eyes and listened to the birds nearby. The couple often came to this place on their alone time.
"Come sit, hun." Michiru gracefully traced her fingers on the spot next to her.
Haruka smiled as the fingers in her right pocket were playing with a small velvet box. "Actually, I have something else I'd like to do."
"What's that?" Michiru stood and looked up into the green eyes of her lover.
"Can you believe it's been two years already?" Haruka released the box in her pocket and took Michiru's hands in hers. "I'll miss this place when we leave." She stared down into the blue eyes of the woman she would do anything for.
"I'll miss it too." Michiru leaned into Haruka's chest and looked at the flowers to her right. "Why don't we take a flower with us?"
"We can do that." Haruka kissed the top of Michiru's head. "But first, I need you to close your eyes, alright? No peeking."
"Okay." Michiru closed her eyes and felt Haruka let go of her hands and back away.
"No peeking." The blonde reminded her girlfriend. After a moment of shuffling, Haruka reached for the left hand of her lover and spoke to her. "Keep your eyes closed." She kissed the back of her hand and shuffled a bit more. "Alright, you can open your eyes now."
Michiru opened her eyes to see the woman down on one knee. She had produced a beautiful ring. Tears instantly formed in her eyes. "Haruka." She spoke softly.
"In New York, we can get married. It would make me the happiest person on Earth if you were my wife." The blonde smiled the most handsome smile ever. Michiru could only stand and stare at the beautiful sight of her girlfriend proposing to her. "You're making me nervous with your silence, Mich."
"You should know by now, you shouldn't be nervous around me." Michiru wiped her eyes gently with her right hand. "You know you're the only person to have ever made me happy. In New York, we will get married." She smiled and felt the blonde put the ring on her finger. Haruka observed the ring on her fiancée's finger and then grazed her lips over the back of her hand once again.
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~Present time~
"Excuse me, Haruka?" A woman had approached the blonde sitting in the garden of the hospital.
Haruka turned her head to see the source of the voice. "Yes?"
"I received a call a few hours ago. They said you would be down here, I'm the new doctor. Dr. Todd." The woman introduced herself. "Come with me. I was told you desperately needed someone to talk to."
"Of course." Haruka stood and followed the woman to a small office. They made themselves comfortable.
"Is there any reason you no longer want to see Dr. Tenoh?" She questioned Haruka.
"There's many reasons. The biggest one is that I woke from a coma a while ago, it's been months since. I don't remember anything from my past." Haruka recounted a few events that had happened after she had awoke. She spoke of her roommate and how they were pulled apart suddenly one day. "You see, when I woke no one knew who I was. I only knew my first name. Then it hit me yesterday. My last name is Tenoh. Tenoh-Kaioh, to be more precise." Haruka sighed deeply and looked away for a moment. "I didn't know what Kaioh meant until last night."
The doctor sat quietly while she listened to Haruka. "What does it mean?"
Haruka locked eyes with the doctor again. "Kaioh must mean I'm married, right? I know my last name is Tenoh. That is also the last name of the other doctor. He's my father."
"Do you think it's possible that he just has the same last name as you?"
Haruka shook her head. "No. It's him. For a while I haven't liked the man. I couldn't remember why I hated him until yesterday. I don't remember much, but I do remember he hated me when I came out to him about my sexual orientation. Now I am led to believe he is doing something bad."
"Bad? Dr. Tenoh is a well respected doctor, Haruka. He's been doing this for nearly twenty years now, if my memory serves me correctly."
"He's keeping me away from my wife." Haruka huffed. "At least, that's what I think. I don't really remember her…" Her voice trailed off for a moment as she tried her best to recall something. "I think he is hurting her."
"What do you mean?"
"My old roommate, Mich, I'm quite sure she's my wife."
The woman began to ponder something in her mind. "What proof do you have about that?"
"I know I could get in trouble with this. So, I really need your help." Haruka dug in her clothing and withdrew the recording device she had stolen.
"Where did you get that?"
"Just, listen, please." Haruka played everything she had listened to and Dr. Todd listened closely.
When the final part played the doctor gasped loudly. "I don't know what to think."
"You have to help her. If he's trying to convince her I'm dead he's probably poisoning her with medicine." Haruka handed the recording device to the doctor and cried into her hands. "After two years in a coma and no memory, when I met her… I felt it almost instantly. I thought she was insane, I didn't think she understood what love was, I didn't think she knew what she was talking about. I understand now why she acted the way she did. She remembers me but I don't remember her. I did, however, remember that special bond I shared with her. I beg you, please help her. I don't care if I ever get out of here. I don't want her to suffer from what he's doing to her."
Dr. Todd clasped her hand over her mouth while Haruka spoke to her. "I don't believe it."
"Please help her. As her wife, don't I have some kind of right to that?"
"Since you were in a coma the United States has made a lot of progress. Same sex couples now have the same rights as opposite sex couples."
"Then please, do something for her. I feel it's his fault, somehow, as to how there's no medical records on me either. I don't want to take any more pills while I'm here. I'm not crazy, I was just depressed. I have something to live for now and it's Mich." Haruka sat quietly in thought for a moment. "If I get out of here, I'll do whatever I can for her. I want her back with me at home, if home still exists."
"Haruka," Dr. Todd stood and walked to the weeping blonde woman. "I'll do what I can for you. It's terrible this is happening."
"Doctor, is there a way you can take her out of his care? She's not in her right mind to make that sort of judgment call about him. I don't want her to see him anymore."
"I will see what I can do."
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That night, after all the patients had gone to sleep, Haruka began to sneak around. The staff member at the desk had fallen asleep and Haruka made her way to Dr. Tenoh's office. She eyed her surroundings for a moment, unlocked the door and entered. 'He's got to keep something in here about her.' She closed the door softly and tried to see in the darkness.
The room was slightly illuminated by the moon outside of the window. She unlocked a few filling cabinets and went through what she could find. Her eyes set sight on a folder labeled 'Michiru Tenoh-Kaioh'. "Mich." She whispered to herself and took the folder. Then she saw another folder behind it labeled 'Haruka Tenoh-Kaioh'. She took that folder as well and made herself comfortable on the floor behind the desk.
'I don't believe it.' Inside Haruka's folder were old medical records the doctor had gathered somehow. She gasped when she read the last page in the folder. 'That's how it happened…' Haruka touched the scar on her face. 'It was a car accident…'
She turned her focus onto Michiru's folder. From everything inside of it, Michiru was almost perfectly fine. Then the doctor began to prescribe her different sorts of pills. He wrote about how her health continued to decline due to the brain damage she suffered in the car accident. "Lies" Haruka snorted from frustration.
Haruka continued to flip through the folder and noticed a small bulge under the papers in the very back of the folder. "Wow…" She mumbled. A small bag had been stapled in the back. The bag held a diamond engagement ring and two wedding bands. "That sick bastard." She took the rings from the bag and hid them in her clothing. 'Michiru will have her ring back one day, if it's the last thing I do.'
She spent a few minutes to be sure everything was back in place. Luckily, the lock on the door could be locked and then closed. She placed the keys back in the drawer and exited the office. Her only hope was riding on the female doctor she had spoken to earlier in the day.
"What are you doing up?" She heard someone speak behind her while she walked down a hallway.
The hair on her neck stood up for a moment. "I, uh, was looking for… the bathroom?"
"It's over there, you should know by now."
"Sorry, I think I was sleep walking and got lost."
Haruka quickly made her way to the bathroom and took out the engagement ring. A small fragment of her memory surfaced…
The smell of the tulips invaded her nose as she looked up at a beautiful brunette woman. She was on one knee. In one hand she held the woman's hand, and in her other was the engagement ring. The woman spoke to her: "You know you're the only person to have ever made me happy. In New York, we will get married."
As soon as the memory came to her, it ended. Haruka smiled to herself. She knew she was not imagining things when she remembered the proposal. 'So, your hair is brunette? I wonder why you dyed it aquamarine?'