How deep the pit you have fallen into?
"Have you ever fallen in love?"
"Nah, it sounds troublesome for me."
"You are weird." Her small lips pouted as her little finger pointed out at her.
The comment made her chuckled. That wasn't the first time someone calling her that. It didn't make any different if a little girl said that.
"Love is not something you yet to understand."
"... well, do you?" The aqua haired head tilted to the side asking in confusion.
"The curse had been casted upon you long time ago. Neither you or she would be able to stop it. This curse would unite you both in unexpected and cruel fate." The voice of woman echoed through the darkness.
"I don't understand."
"You do not need to, what you have to do is to remember. That is your portion of fate," This time the voice whispered slowly as if she was trying to emphasize something.
"What is it that I must remember?"
"You will eventually. Every... will... you... get... answer..." The voice then was gone replaced with the consciousness that slowly claimed.
Haruka woke up. The first thing she noticed was the color of white. She was surrounded by them. The blonde wanted to get up, but her body felt like it weighed a ton. After the vision came to her, her other senses followed up after.
Turned out it wasn't just white around her. There were voices too, and sounds. Haruka assumed the repetitive annoying sound came from a device near her. Then, the distinct voices yet hard to understand...
Make them stop... My head hurts.
In the midst of headaches, Haruka only caught several words she'd heard. They are about doctors and hospital... that would explain the white color.
"Haruka... I need... you... awake..."
Haruka did listen to the voice. She needed to be awake. It was simple, she just need to open her eyes. The blurry vision came to and although the headache pain had subsided, the only thing she wanted was to sleep.
Then someone slapped her. The blonde snapped awake, the slap was fucking hurt.
"What the hell...?" She murmured, hand went to touch her sting cheeks. However, she cursed while more pain came from her arms.
The pain pulled her back, her vision now wasn't as blurry as before.
"I need you to step out, maam... the patient has a concussion and you can't slap her like that." A man voice, Haruka guessed it came from one of the man who was wearing a white coat.
"It is not maam to you, doctor... and my slap is more helpful than any drugs you have been trying give to her!" The familiar voice replied furiously. Haruka felt a need to smile but her cheek was also sore.
They argued for whole 30 seconds before the familiar voice gave up ad retreated from wherever they were in.
"Fine! but you better treat my best friend with a royal treatment!" She said full of threat. Haruka heard a door slammed shut.
That must be one and the only Minako. Haruka said inwardly to herself.
Michiru didn't feel happy today. Her schedule was full. Therefore, she couldn't spend her time with Haruka. The school festival was only yesterday yet she had missed the blonde presence greatly. The violinist tapped her heel impatiently while sighed in disappointment. She threw herself to the couch inside a dressing room. She had finished dressing up and would perform in 10 minutes. She'd managed to sneak out her mobile phone from Setsuna's eagle eyes. There were no replies from Haruka in her inbox. Michiru assumed the blonde was busy with class or club activities. Haruka had told her that she has been chosen to represent her school in regional tournament next month.
"How long it takes to reply one simple message?" Michiru pouted. She had never expected calls or message from anyone. Now she felt it, she knew how annoying the longing feeling inside her.
"Michiru, be ready in 10." Setsuna knocked informing her. The woman wasn't her manager yet she acted stricter than her mother. Michiru didn't dislike it, but it would be nice to be away from here for a while.
Setsuna came in. She caught glimpse of Michiru's cell phone. The older woman had known about it and cut some slack for her best friend.
"You are texting with Haruka?"
Michiru frowned, she had been busted. "It would be called texting if it happens mutually... She hasn't replied at all..."
Setsuna folded her hand in front of her, "You can meet her tomorrow. You said it yourself to clear out your schedule tomorrow so you can date with her."
"We aren't dating, setsuna."
"Because she isn't legal yet?"
"One problem but not that... Technically someone can date someone if two of them are in love with each other."
"well..." Setsuna rolled her eyes. "Don't you?"
"I do, but Haruka..."
Their conversation was interrupted when Michiru's cell phone rang. Haruka's name was displayed on the screen.
Michiru would've jigged around if Setsuna wasn't there. The aqua haired violinist adjusted her voice before she picked it up.
"Hello, Haruka - "
"Kaioh-san. I can't believe Haruka uses such a cheesy name for your contact. It takes me to figure out this were you..."
Michiru's smile faded away. That wasn't Haruka, however she knew the voice.
"Aino-san?"
"The one and only..." The perky voice replied.
"Why do you have Haruka's phone?"
"Listen, I need to tell you a bad news, but don't freak out okay? Sit down first..."
Michiru somehow knew that the bad news related to Haruka.
"Is it Haruka? Is she okay?"
"... I assure you she will be okay and you don't need to freak out. She is in the ER right now...bike accident, but it seems she only sustaining minor injuries and concussion. Honestly I don't know what concussion is. Maybe you need to get here?"
Michiru couldn't hear the rest. Her mind had blanked out when the ER mentioned.
Setsuna noticed Michiru's behavior. "What is it, Michiru? Did Haruka say anything?"
Michiru dropped her phone and her knees given away instantly. Setsuna caught her before the violinist completely fell on the floor.
"I - Setsuna... I - I need to go to hospital." Michiru said. Her eyes darted around unsure what to do.
"I get it, Let's go." Setsuna, being Michiru's best friend in years, she had understood the aqua haired trait. Michiru was in shock state.
Minako walked around the hospital area. She waited to be cleared to see Haruka. The blonde girl was pissed with the hospital's treatment to her friend. Minako had called Haruka's parent which happen to be unsuccessful attempt. In addition, how the hell that Haruka had put her in emergency contact?
Moreover Minako thought that calling Kaioh Michiru was a bad idea. From the sound of her voice, the famous violinist really shocked and surprised upon the news. Then, one other than Kaioh Michiru had called back to ask which hospital Haruka was in.
She shouldn't have called her.
Haruka had mentioned that she and the violinist weren't dating each other. However, Minako wouldn't be a Goddess of love if she couldn't see the obvious before her. Minako was very sensitive out of romance around her. She had always wondering whom the blonde will end up with. This thing with Kaioh Michiru was definitely the answer. Minako could see their feeling to each other through their eyes. The attentive loving eyes the violinist had when she was talking to Haruka or the way Haruka had let Michiru invade her bubble unconditionally.
They were made for each other.
One of them though seemed to holding back because of something. Minako felt really uneasy about the two. Something was bugging her and she couldn't put a finger on it.
Michiru didn't really know how she managed arrive on the hospital. She recalled Setsuna's voice yelling at someone to bring a car and then the next thing she knew, she had walked in the entrance of the hospital. Rather than walking, Michiru felt like her feet just flying. She ran. She'd never run that fast in her life. Her mind went blank as she only concentrated to get to Haruka as soon as possible.
That day rain was pouring heavily. Michiru wasn't happy with the weather because she couldn't play outside with her onii-chan. Haruka was away to do somecourses that Michiru didn't understand. She looked at the clock. Usually Haruka would be home around 7 at night, so everytime the aquanette heard steps on the street and the sound of doors opening, she would expectantly ready herself to greet him from the window.
Michiru's foot tripped on something but someone had managed to break the fall.
"Be careful, I'll ask the nurse about Haruka's condition." Setsuna said. The violinist heard the older woman but she couldn't comprehend any of it. She nodded weakly.
Michiru propped herself into a sitting position. Trying to adjust her vision, with her sleepy eyes only half-open, she opened her bedroom door.
Downstairs, she could hear her mother's worried tone as she was speaking with someone on the phone. Then she heard her mother's voice whimpered.
After a while, Setsuna was back with the information. She knew something was up with Michiru. This wasn't a first time.
"Michiru –"
"Where is Haruka?" She asked quickly. Even her voice was gripped in fear. The flashes of horrible past had been come and go.
"Who was it, mother? What happened to Haruka onii-chan?"
Setsuna saw the terror and misery from Michiru's eyes. She threw a reassurance smile to her.
"She's out from the ER. Follow me." Setsuna lead the way. The taller woman walked cautiously beside Michiru in case the violinist would stumble over again.
They met Minako at the end of the hall. The perky girl immediately sat up from the waiting chair and approached both women. She knew to only tell the most important information.
"Haruka is inside. The doctor has cleared out Haruka for visitor. I don't know what type of drugs they've been given to her. She is still out last time I checked." Minako gestured to the door behind her.
Michiru released herself from Setsuna and walked to the door. Her hand was about to push the door open, but she hesitated.
"Michiru. Haruka-kun was involved in an accident this afternoon. I will go to the hospital to make sure everything's alright."
The pause wasn't going unnoticed by Setsuna. She eyed the blonde girl near her, asking with rather a loud voice.
"How is her condition?"
Minako slightly puzzled with Setsuna's sudden question, but she answered anyway. "She will be fine, they only minor injuries...the doctor said she will be admitted tonight for head injury precaution." Minako said then shrugged.
"So, Haruka will be fine. She IS fine." Setsuna emphasized her last word.
"Michiru..." Finally, Setsuna carefully walked closer to her friend. She said in whisper so only Michiru could hear her words.
"It is okay... she is not the same Haruka... She is alive."
Michiru gasped, her eyes went wide as she processed the information.
"Michiru… I'm so sorry. His funeral would be held this afternoon…" Her mother gathered her daughter into an embrace. However, Michiru didn't react at all.
"It's a lie, he is fine… he promised… Haruka onii-chan…" Michiru wanted to cry but she couldn't.
"Listen to me. This Haruka is alive." Setsuna tried again, this one she wished her words would reach out to Michiru.
The violinist still froze on her spot, but her hand on the door handle was trembling
"- Alive..." Michiru said weakly. Her voice sounded like sobbing but Setsuna could see Michiru's smiling face.
"Okay, onii-chan will be Michiru's groom. So, you must grow fast and be a beautiful and wonderful lady."
"It's a promise then! Or onii-chan will swallow a thousand needles!"
"Yes, okay… anything for lady Michiru." Haruka took Michiru's hand and entwined their pinky finger to make promise.
"Promise."
Michiru was smiling. Setsuna wasn't entirely sure whom that smile was for.
With that, Michiru gathered her strength and opened the door.
"Haruka, come here. I'll tell you an interesting bedtime story." A woman gestured to a bed in the room. Little version of Haruka obeyed and made her move to the bed. When the woman had done wrapping Haruka with her favorite yellow blanket, she took a book from the desk near the bed. The book was a little worn out and covered with the dirt color.
"What story tonight, mother?" Haruka asked curiously. Her mother was always great in telling a bedtime story, tonight she too was looking forward to it.
The woman smiled and opened the book. The first page revealed a picture, a drawing colorful picture that caught Haruka's attention on the first sight.
"Haruka, have you ever heard story about a little mermaid?"
The little blonde was too engrossed with the wonderful picture, she only shook her head.
"Well, isn't she a beauty? This is a mermaid." Her mother pointed out the drawing where a mermaid was swimming around in the depth of the sea.
"Mermaid?" Haruka was only 5 years old, she didn't know the term yet.
"They are creatures which body was half human and half well... fish... they live in the sea."
"Fish! They are tasty, but this one is pretty!"
Her mother chuckled. "Okay, smart one... do you want to hear the story or not?"
Haruka nodded enthusiatically. The rest of the night was spent to listen her mother's story about how the little mermaid live in the sea and fell in love with a human.
Oddly, the final part she didn't understand.
"Does mermaid happy with her prince, mother?" Haruka asked when the story ended.
"She can't, sweetheart. She had dissapeared into sea foam... the prince was too late to aware of the mermaid's love."
"I hate the prince!"
"You don't like the ending, Haruka?"
"I don't! The pretty mermaid should be happy in the end!"
Her mother patted Haruka's head lovingly. "Actually, someone told me another version of the ending. It isn't a happy ending but the prince and the mermaid would be together for the rest of eternity." Her mother winked.
"However, that's another story for another time. For now, you need to sleep. Good night, Haruka." After turned of the lamp, her mother placed a kiss on Haruka's forehead.
"Have a nice dream, Haruka." Her mother said softly.
Haruka woke up again. This time rather than white color, she was greeted with a pitch black surrounded her. It took her several seconds to figure out that the night had come and someone forgot to turned on the light. The blonde felt soft move on the side of her bed. As her eyes managed to adjust with the dark, she saw the figure beside her.
"Michiru." Haruka called. The violinist appeared to be sleeping. Her left had was supporting her left cheek while her arm rested on the bed. Michiru's other hand was holding on Haruka's hand comfortably.
Michiru woke instantly the moment Haruka called her.
"Haruka! You are awake! Thanks God!" The aqua haired woman said in relief. "Are you okay? Do you feel any pain? Wait, I will call the nurse for you."
"What time is it?" Haruka muttered. Her head was hurting but the pain was in bearable level.
"Almost 10 p.m." Michiru pressed the button to call the nurse.
"You are here." It was a statement came from Haruka.
"Where else would I be?"
"I thought you are having tight schedule today. Don't tell me you ditched your concert to come here." Haruka said.
After Michiru turned on the lamp in the room, Haruka could see the violinist's face better. And from Michiru's swelling eyes, Haruka made a guess that the violinist seemed had been crying a lot.
"You did that, didn't you?" Haruka immediately felt guilty.
Michiru got back to her previous position. She pulled the chair beside the bed and took Haruka's hand in hers.
Then Michiru did what she had been really wanted to since a long time ago. The aqua haired violinist brushed a brief kiss on Haruka's lips gently.
"Haruka, I will ditch anything and everything to come to you. I will always find my way to you." Michiru replied calmly.
Haruka was at loss of words and blushed heavily.
A/N: I know some of you are confuse about where this story will going. I let you to make some guesses in your review or PM. One hint for you though, you need to pay attention to the description and tag of this story. Have a nice day, I love you all.