Hello! Here it is! Thank you for the reviews and Gomen, I still don't have the docs for my other fics. This will have to do for now. Thanks!
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The next morning, Seiya opens the door to reveal his blonde friend and her older girlfriend snuggling close to each other as they go to sleep. He was to tired to even walk that he just wants to join them. Haruka, being a light sleeper that she was woke up from her peaceful slumber.
"Sei-kun?"
"h-Hai, sorry, did I wake you up?" He asked out of concern.
"Its... 9 a.m., where have you been?"
"Busy being a sex slave, she kept me up! i thought it was supposed to be fun Ruka-chan! I though it was supposed to be fun!"
Haruka laughed so hard when Seiya dropped to his knees and punched the floor, this of course, woke Michiru up. rubbing her eyes of sleep, she turned her gaze towards her lover.
"Ruka?"
"Setsuna over-used Seiya." Michiru chuckled and looked at seiya's defeated form.
"It is not funny Ruka-chan! Don't laugh Kaioh-san! I am sooo tired... Im bone dry!"
Both Haruka and Michiru laughed. They never thought a man would be so upset about his first time.
"Sleep now sei... I have to go to Michi's concert."
Seiya retreated to his room while the couple decide to go to Michiru's place and then to Tokyo Central Park for Michiru's concert.
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They rode Haruka's yellow convertible, this was her favorite car after all, and its one of those days where the wind was in the same mood as she is. Like everything will be perfect. Michiru kept stealing glances at her blonde lover, every now and then, she notices how happy Haruka is. She smiled at herself too, to think this person is supposedly more of a child, none the less, she knows how to make her happy.
"Oi, hurry up, you have about an hour to prepare, and I know that's not enough!"
"Baka! I'll show you!"
Haruka just waved her densive girlfriend off, while she waits in the car. Michiru ran as fast as she could. 'Damn Elevator! Open up!' She waited impatiently. She looked at Haruka's direction through the glass doors she could see Haruka's car clearly from where she stood. She saw a few girls making their moves on Haruka. 'I'll show you!' The elevator opened.
45 minutes later. Haruka's head stretched like a giraffe. She could see free-flowing fabric, and wind-blown aqua hair in super slow motion. All the girl's who chatted with her looked towards the direction of her gaze. The Goddess arrived and they have no room in Haruka's life.
"Ara, Ruka, sorry if I took so long."
"Uh... wow..."
"So who are your friends?"
"I... I forgot."
Haruka's posse soon disappeared, hurt by Haruka's actions, they stomped their way out of the street. Haruka couldn't take her eyes off of Michiru. Michiru's grin grew wider. Her plan worked. Finally, they reached their destination. A lot of people approached them, Michiru's grip on Haruka's wrist put a smile to the blonde's face. She was backstage, watching the violinist perform. She mused about how they would fall inlove with each other everytime they perform for a charity event. She chuckled at the thought, after all, it was in a charity event that she found this talented woman.
The concert was done. She found herself clapping with the crowd or should she say, the fans? Michiru approached her, with hair flowing perfectly away from her face, she hugged Haruka.
"So how was it?" She asked for the blonde's approval.
"Magnificent."
"Kaioh-san!" A short stuby man approached the couple. He eyed Haruka from head to toe, not covering his dislike of Haruka's presence. "ah... Kaioh-san, who is this YOUNG man you brought along with you?" Haruka grinned waiting for the introduction of the century.
"Ah... Kiba-san, this is Haruka...san...my..."
"Your?" Kiba-san anticipated.
"Student." Thats about the time, Haruka's grin turned into a deep frown.
"Ah... I see, you don't usually bring anyone with you, not during your charity events atleast. Anyways, will you come with me for a moment, you have an autograph signing to do."
Michiru looked at Haruka almost pleading, but the blonde avoided eye contact with her. 'Oh boy, here we go again.' Michiru thought to herself. She signed CD's, posters and photos of herself almost droid-like, her mind was afloat, thinking about what Haruka would do, what she would say and the never ending weepy-yelling matches she must face. After the whole ordeal, Michiru gracefully exited the event and walked toward where Haruka was parked. She caught Haruka smoking. Haruka did not notice her girlfriend's arrival, she was ready for another puff, but Michiru 'confiscated' her lit cigarette.
"Smoking is bad for you." She informs Haruka still expecting an exchange of witty banter to progress. but it didn't happen. The blonde only sighed. Opened the door to the passenger seat, took care of Michiru's things, waited for Michiru to hesitantly go inside the car then finally, getting inside the car as well. They drove off. It was once again, one of those awkward, quiet rides, Michiru has caused.
"Haruka... I... had to say that." Haruka just nodded.
"Its not easy." Another nod.
"Haruka... what we have is very complicated. We... I mean, I need time to be able to think things through." The car stopped.
"What?!" Haruka asked her. "Think things through? You have got to be kidding me!"
Michiru bit her lip. She knew this was her fault. She was confusing everyone. She was contradicting herself even more. She could see Haruka was angry. She reached for the blonde's hand. She could feel it stiffen under her touch but like before, Haruka would relax.
"So your place or mine?" Haruka asked her out of the blue. And there was something about the glint those teal eyes that made Michiru nervous.
"Why?" She asked Haruka, panic was evident in her tone.
"Just answer."
"Mine." 'If she's planning what I think she's planning, atleast I will be able to have an upper hand since its my place. I can kick her out anytime I want.' Michiru thought to herself.
"Ok." The tires screeched as Haruka sped off to Michiru's condo.
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Haruka was in a pensive mood. She made Michiru walk faster, while holding her wrist. When they entered the elevator, she pressed the penthouse button and closed the lift immediately, even if there are other people in need of the service.
"Haruka, I think there was someone who wanted to get in."
"I know." Haruka then turned her attention on Michiru. Admiring her curves, and what she's wearing simply showcases her curves. A light bluch crept upon Michiru's face. She couldn't take the heated gaze Haruka was throwing at her. Before she could react, Haruka kissed her fully on the lips. Thankfully, the lift did its job, it opened when they reached the penthouse level. Haruka once again led the way to Michiru's condo unit.
"Open it." She ordered.
Michiru did, she was nervous, she has never seen Haruka this way. Being guilty she could not deny Haruka was she wants. And in this moment, whether she like it or not, Haruka was in control. The door opened then a loud sound cam echoing through the hallway, each tenant peered outside there doors to find out where the sound came from. Haruka and Michiru blushed, they immediately went in and closed the door.
"Say my name!!" BAM!
"aaaah! SETSUNA! SETSUNA!" BAM!
"The name i told you to call me!" BAM!
"Anngelina Jolie!!"
"Yeah!! Oh yeah!!"
"Ugh! God! Yeah!"
"Do you likey now SEIYA?!"
"I... I Likey!" BAM! "Ouch!"
"What's a little blood? huh?!"
"Don't kill me!!"
BAM!
Michiru and Haruka decided to hide in Michiru's soundproof room. But the noises Setsuna and Seiya were creating still managed to get through.
"What the hell is that? It sounds like world war 3!" Haruka commented on the ruckus created by their bestfriends.
"I didn't know Setsuna was like that!" Michiru was deep in thought.
"I though Seiya was resting! He went back?" Haruka questioned.
"Perhaps, Setsuna picked him up."
"To have sex?" The blonde pressed.
"Uhm... well, lets just go watch some T.V."
They opened the Television, they were watching HBO, cruel intentions was on... Sarah Michelle Gellar was seducing Selma Blair. They kiss.
"Uh... well, let's change the channel... its boring." Haruka scratched her head.
"Uh. Yeah." They were in denial of the budding tension building up between them. For some reason, everything on T.V. was girl on girl. Like some unannounced lesbian-night theme. Angelina Jolie as Gia was kissing some hot blonde's chest.
"Uh... radio. Music is a good idea, ne, Ruka?"
"Uh... yeah." She nodded lazily while Michiru turns on the radio.
I've been really tryin', baby
Tryin' to hold back this feelin' for so long
And if you feel like I feel, baby
Then come on, oh, come on
Whoo, let's get it on
Ah, babe, let's get it on
Let's love, baby
Let's get it on, sugar
Let's get it on
Whoo-ooh-ooh
"Change station. I mean, Im not into soul and RnB." Michiru laughed nervously. While she fumbles with the tuning bar.
Relax don't do it
When you want to go to it
Relax don't do it
When you wanna...
Relax don't do it
When you want to go to it
Relax don't do it
When you wanna
Relax don't do it
When you want to go to it
Relax don't do it
When you want to come (come)
"Don't like that song." She quickly changed the station.
"Me neither." Haruka said about the song. This time, she stood up to embrace Michiru from behind. Michiru gulped. Her hands managed to tune in to another station.
Love, love
You make me feel like a sticky pistol...
leaning into a stamen
You make me feel like a mister sunshine...
Himself
You make me feel like splendor in the grass...
While we're rollin'
Damn skippy baby
You make me feel like the Amazon's runnin' between...
my thighs
Haruka turned Michiru's body towards her. Slowly tilting her head before kissing her on the lips. Her tongue tracing the conntours of Michiur's luscious lips. Michiru protested at first, but Haruka's hold was strong. She had no choice but to give in.
You make me feel love, love, love, love, love
love, love, love, love, love
You make me feel love, love, love, love, love
love, love, love, love
The ribbon that held her hair in position was now unlaced and swings from all directions before hitting the floor. They continue to kiss. Timid hands were placed on Haruka's chest, while her experienced hands go beneath Michiru's dress, then to her shoulders to take off the strap that securely clung on Michiru's body.
You make me feel like a candy apple
All red and horny
You make me feel like I wanna be a dumb blonde
In a centerfold, the girl next door
And I would open the door and...
I'd be all wet
With my tits soaking through this tiny little t-shirt...
That I'm wearing
And you would open the door and tie...
Me up to the bed
The garment fell. She has never felt so exposed. This blonde before her, is causing her body to heat up. She looked up to meet intense teal eyes.
"Haruka?"
"Hmmm?" She said in between kisses.
"Okay..."
A pair of strong arms carried Michiru into the bed. Their eyes meet before delving into another kiss.
Lover, I don't know who I am
Am I Barry White? Am I Isis?
Lover, I'm glazed with your unconscious
Oh baby babe babe baby
I will be your Desdemona ahhhhh...
I want to fuck you
You make me feel Ahaa
You make me feel WooWoo baby
You make me feel Ahaa mmm
You make me feel loved
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Due to the fact that some of my kid friends are reading. I will leave this to your imagination folks. Something did Happen. Hurray for Paula Cole's feelin love! Love the song! Hahahahaha! Thank you so much for the reviews! Have a great day peeps! BTW, I don't know Jap-geography so, the park was invented. Haha. I know New York thought and I think Japan needs a Central Park too. Hahaha.