A/N: Thank you once again for the kind words everyone gave me. It feels simply amazing to hear such praises about my writing. I will continue to update as frequently as I can, but sometimes I find that life is moving too fast, and it is nearly impossible to catch up. Once more, thank you for your continued support and I hope you enjoy the seventh chapter of Room Mates.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon. Sadly enough. Also, I do not own any lyrics featured in this chapter. Thank you High and Mighty Color for unknowingly allowing me to borrow them. The song is "Ichirin no Hana". Enjoy.
She shoved the clutch to the floor, and slammed the gear shit into fifth gear. She allowed her hand rest on the stick, her nails digging into the leather. Her eyes narrowed as she watching the needle drift towards the tiny dash meaning she was going 120 km/hr. Her radio was turned up as loud as it could possibly go, the bass threatening to pound her car to pieces. Haruka sang along, practically screaming. She pushed the car faster still, the engine roaring in a simple protest before the blonde shifted into sixth gear. The needle was nearing 140.
Kimi wa kimi dake shika inai yo (You are the only "you")
Kawari nante hoka ni inainda (There is no such thing as your replacement)
Karenai de ichirin no hana (Don't wilt away, single flower)
She tapped the brake, allowing the car to swing around a hair pin curve, she then restarted her assault on the road. Her head was full of thoughts, though her main one was to get away from that school. Far away.
Hikari ga matomo ni sashikomanai (You are like a flower)
Kimi wa maru de hikage ni saita hana no you (That bloomed in a dark shadow)
Nozonda hazu jyanakatta basho ni (Even though you're in a place you didn't wish to be,)
Ne wo harasete ugokezu ni irunda ne (You can't move because of your roots)
Memories of the past three months flooded into her mind. She shook her head, and tried to turn the radio up even louder. She wanted them gone, these memories. The blonde's eyes shut tight, trying to force them away. They clung to her, forcing her to see the aqua haired beauty's smile, hear her laugh, and feel her pain.
Tojikaketa kimochi haki daseba (Just spit out your closed-up feelings)
She began gearing down, her speed gradually waning until she was stopped along the road on some abandoned highway. The music still blared away, though the blonde had given up drowning away her thoughts by it. The words had begun to sink in.
Itami mo kurushimi mo subete wo uketomeru yo (I'll accept all your pain and suffering)
Dakara nakanai de (So please don't cry)
Waratte ite ichirin no hana (Please smile, single flower)
"What on earth is this racket?" Haruka asked one day after track practice. She had walked into the room to the blaring of classical music. Michiru grinned.
"Mozart. Duh," she stuck her tongue out. Haruka returned the favor. She then pulled out a solid black Ipod.
"See this, 160 GB of pure amazing," she strode over to her desk and picked up her speakers, plugging them into the device. Instantly, hard guitar riffs and drums began emitting from the tiny speaker. Michiru covered her ears.
"What is this!?" she shouted. Haruka chuckled, and turned it up.
Ima ni mo karete shimai sou na (I wanted to see your innocent figure)
Kimi no mujyaki na sugata ga mou ichido mitakute (That looked as if it were about to wilt, one more time)
Kimi no chikara ni naritainda (I want to become your strength)
"This? This is High and Mighty Color. Pretty good, don't you think?" she turned the volume down a little. "Much better than that classical junk you've been listening to,"
"Mozart is not junk!" Michiru looked downright pissed, causing the blonde to laugh.
"I never said he was. I enjoy classical music too, ma cherie. It's just that I like something a little harder once in a while too."
Tatoe kimi igai no subete no hito wo (Even if there comes a time)
Teki ni mawasu toki ga kite mo (When the whole world becomes our enemy)
Kimi no koto mamori nuku kara (I'll protect you.)
"'Ruka, this is beyond hard. This is screaming!" Michiru had uncovered her ears, and seemed to actually enjoy the song. Her arguing seemed to be there only to rile Haruka, which it wasn't.
"All the better to run too. Also, when I am upset, I go for a long drive, blaring this kind of stuff. Trying new things once in a while isn't bad, Michi," she shut off the music. Michiru glanced at her.
"You think I can borrow your Ipod? All I have on mine is classical stuff?" she almost didn't ask, it looked like a very expensive piece of equipment. Haruka handed it to her.
"Now, how else can I negatively influence you?" She looked around the room, her eyes settling on her Playstation. "Ever play DDR?"
"Dance Dance Revolution? No. I was never allowed to play video games…" she ended it there. Haruka gaped.
"NEVER!?" Michiru shook her head. "Well, we'll fix that, now won't we?! I'll screw with your taste in music, now I shall get you addicted to video games. Next… HENTAI!" She threw her hands up in a dramatic gesture.
"NO! NOT THAT!" Michiru threw a hand over her mouth, mostly to hide her giggle.
"Yes, that. After words, maybe I can show you a thing or two about how they did the things they did in the…" she trailed off, her
eyes widening. Michiru giggled. "Er…I didn't mean it that way," she stuttered, turning beat red. Michiru giggled harder. "WHAT!?"
"You, show me a thing or two? Please, I have experience," Michiru flipped some of her hair over her shoulder. Haruka's mouth fell open.
Kimi wa kimi dake shika inai yo (You are the only "you")
Ima made mo kore kara saki ni mo (Till now and from now on)
Tatoe kimi igai no subete no hito wo (Even if there comes a time)
Teki ni mawasu toki ga kite mo (When the whole world becomes our enemy)
Kimi no koto mamori nuku kara (I'll protect you)
Makenai de ichirin no hana (So don't give up, single flower)
She pulled herself reluctantly from her memory. She caught a glimpse of something in the corner of her eye. She looked in the rearview mirror, her backseat empty, though she could have swore she saw something back there a few seconds ago. She shrugged and turned the ignition of her car, allowing the engine to roar to life and settle into a idle purr. She hit the back button on the song once again, letting the hard rock hit her. She turned down the volume, and shifted her car into reverse.
"I won't run away anymore, Michiru," she said simply as she drove back towards the school, and Michiru.
(YOU SHOULD NOTICE THAT THERE IS NO OTHER
YOU SHOULD NOTICE THAT THERE IS NO NEXT TIME
YOU SHOULD NOTICE THAT THERE IS NO OTHER
YOU SHOULD NOTICE THAT THERE IS NO NEXT...
TIME NOTICE THAT YOU SHOULD NOTICE THAT
NOTICE THAT THERE'S NO OTHER)
