6
A white car parked right at the police office entrance, and two young men got out, walking into the station. Their set faces and their black suits making them both look important, and deadly serious.
"May I help you?" the receptionist asked, smiling politely at them.
"Yes, you may" said one of them, his coffee colored eyes looking right at the young woman "We are looking for Haruka Tenoh"
The young woman blinked, surprised "Haruka?" she repeated, looking confused "Is she in trouble? She's always so nice..."
"That's classified information, lady" the other man said, teal eyes completely unreadable "We need to find her, and we need to talk to your superior. Immediately"
"Yes, yes, of course" she quickly said, intimidated by the two strange men.
...
She put the paint can down on the floor, and looked around the empty room. Hands on her hips, a dark blue bandana covering her blonde hair to protect it from getting paint all over it. An old, wide black t-shirt with white spots all over, and matching loose pants hanging from her hips.
She could hear the sound of a violin being wonderfully played somewhere outside, along with the sound of childish laughter. And she smiled at that. The girls were more than happy with their new musician guest.
And she was happy with the musician too.
After that night, two nights ago, when she had woken up screaming and trembling, the younger woman had offered her some comfort, just by being there and drinking her tea with the tall racer, talking over nothing at all and smiling. And Haruka had became more comfortable around her.
Maybe it was the fact that the younger woman had respected her privacy, not asking any questions, and simply offering her company, and maybe even her friendship. Or maybe it was just the way the aquamarine haired woman carried herself, with such a calm, serene expression. But there was something about her that made the tall woman feel at ease around her.
The truth was, around the violinist, Haruka felt exactly the same way she did when listening to her music. At ease, and relaxed. She had Michiru's albums –not that the younger woman knew that, of course-, and she listened to them every night on her MP3 player. The soft music helped her to relax and drift off to dreamland.
Even if dreamland wasn't so nice to her...
So, yes, she was quite happy with the young violinist.
And Minako was a really nice girl too. She had turned out to be a wonderful nanny, and incredibly patient with the some times too excited little girls. And they were crazy about her too, with her story telling abilities, and her yoga classes, when the girls would twist and turned trying to imitate the elastic blonde woman.
"She sounds good" a female voice behind her got her attention, and she turned around, to face the tall, beautiful dark green haired woman, wearing a similar outfit as her own.
Haruka nodded her head "Yes, she does" she agreed.
"Ok, lets get started!" Setsuna exclaimed, but then she frowned "Where's Makoto?"
"Helping Minako to keep an eye on Hikari" she said, smiling "She's being extremely hyperactive today"
"Isn't she always?" Setsuna asked, smiling too, while kneeling down to the paint can and opening it.
They started working, each woman taking a naked wall to themselves and working on it. But the sound of Haruka's cellphone made her stopped on her task and take the phone out of her back pocket. For some strange reason, the reception up there was extremely good.
But she wasn't about to complain, considering they didn't have a phone line on the house yet.
"Hello?" she said into the phone, answering it "Oh, hi... what? Who?" she frowned, at the same time that a car made its way to the their entry road. She looked out the window, narrowing her green eyes "I guess they're here already" she said into the phone "Thanks for the warning"
She hung up, still looking at the strange car. Setsuna walked up to her, looking out the window too.
"Who are they?" she asked, looking at the car she didn't recognized.
"That's what I'm about to find out" Haruka said, turning around and making her way down the stairs.
...
The young silvery haired man made it into the entry of the big old house, and stopped the car.
"You sure you're ready for this?" his partner asked him.
He simply nodded his head, and got out of the car. And the moment his foot touch the soft green grass, a little girl went running towards him. She had blonde hair, barely reaching her small shoulders, tied in two low pigtails with little blue ribbons dancing in the soft summer breeze. Her big green eyes were looking up at him in a curious way; her little hands playing with her light blue summer dress, and a wide smile on her pretty little face.
"Hi!" she greeted him.
The tall man recognized those soft green eyes immediately. He had seen those same eyes on another young girl, years ago. Soft, green eyes he had dreamed about ever since the last time he had seen them. He felt a knot on his throat, and he gulped, kneeling down in front of the little girl.
"Hi" he greeted back "I'm... we're looking for someone..."
"Who?" the girl asked, now intrigued.
"Hikari! Don't run away like that!" an aquamarine haired woman called to her, walking up to the strange man kneeling in front of the little girl, and looking up and down at the other man standing right next to them "May I help you?" she asked, frowning.
"I'm officer Hoshi, and this is my partner, officer Kori" the brown haired man said, showing his patch to the young woman "We're here looking for Haruka Tenoh"
"Can I help you, officers?" a voice from the porch got everyone's attention, making them turned around to the tall blonde woman, walking her way towards them.
But then she stopped dead on her tracks, her green eyes wide open and looking right into teal ones.
"Kunzite?" she asked, her voice barely a whispered.
"Who's the hottie?" Minako asked Makoto, both women standing at the door way, looking at the strange men.
"Which one?" the brunette asked back. But Setsuna glared at them, and she shut up before saying anything else, and the three of them just stood there, Hotaru right next to them.
The silvery haired young man stood up from his kneeling position next to the little girl, looking back at the tall woman. He took a hesitant step towards her, slowly. His eyes watering, but never leaving green ones. His heartbeat completely out of control.
"Kunzite!" Haruka exclaimed, now running the rest of the way towards the tall young man, and jumping to him, holding him close "Oh, God, Kunz!" she exclaimed, her green eyes full of tears now, and burring her face on the man's neck, breathing him in.
"Jesus, Haruka!" he exclaimed, holding her back just as tight "Where were you all this time?" he asked, his voice trembling "I looked for you everywhere!"
"I'm sorry!" she exclaimed, not letting him go "God, I've missed you so much!"
"I've missed you too, Haru" he said, now looking at her eyes, and caressing her wet cheeks with his thumbs "What happened?" he asked.
Before Haruka could answered anything, a soft pulled on her pants got her attention, and she sniffled, looking down.
"Mommy?" the blonde little girl asked, frowning and looking confused "Why are you crying? Who is he?"
She wiped her tears, and knelt down right next to her. "Princess, I'd like you to meet someone very special" she softly said to her, looking up at the tall man "This is your uncle, Kunzite"
