2011

Pacing in her room, Michiru looked at the clock upon the wall and noticed that Haruka was late. Very late, actually.

'I am sure I put on there 7!' Michiru thought. 'Is she coming?'

Michiru surely hoped so. She had to pull a lot of strings to get down to Russia to see Haruka's first concert. First of all, she was supposed to be in L.A. doing the swimsuit shoot with the other angels. And, the hotels all around Moscow had been booked. Haruka had gotten very popular in Russia. Sighing, Michiru looked up at the clock again. 11:37. She wasn't coming. Grabbing a light jacket, Michiru decided to visit the small cafe that was down the street from her hotel.

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"I don't believe that you should worry about Sieya, Michiru. There a plenty boys around who would love to date you and they would treat you better than he ever would. You should start dating again, but don't go for Chiba, he is mine!" Usagi exclaimed as she wolfed down the bag of chips that she was holding.

"Usagi, you idiot! Michiru, after getting out of such a bad relationship, you should just take it slow. You should do the whole 'love yourself before loving someone else thing'. Sieya really beat you down and you should take a chance to recollect. Don't listen to the bun-headed dummy over there!" Rei said.

As Rei and Usagi argued in the backround, Michiru thought about what both had said. They were both right. She needed to move on from Seiya. He had definetly deflated her self-confidence and she just needed to build it up again. But how could she find someone to love when her true love was a thousand miles away.

Even though Haruka couldn't exactly pinpoint when her love for Michiru had turned to hate, Michiru could have told you the time, date and what she was wearing, when she realized that she had been wrong.

Late 2004

Walking through the hall, Michiru felt as if a ghost had just ran through her and taken her soul.

'Why do I feel so empty?' Michiru thought. Today was no different from yesterday. Seiya was still her boyfriend. Ami and company still weren't talking to her. And Haruka. . . Wait, where was Haruka? Usually the blonde was sitting in front of her locker, but today, there was no one.

'Maybe, she had a dentist appointment today.' Michiru thought.

But no, as she walked closer to the locker, Michiru realized that it was empty. Opening it fully, Michiru saw that the locker was, in fact, empty. Where is she? Where is Haruka?

"She left the school. My mom told me this morning!"

Whipping around, Michiru turned to see Usagi talking to Rei and Makoto. Walking up to them, Michiru asked, "Where? Where did she go? Why?"

Glaring at Michiru, Rei stepped forward and said, "Oh, I don't know, maybe, it might have been the constant taunting that she was recieving or the beatings that gave her stitches OR it could have been that a bitch, who thinks she knows everything ripped her heart out! Gee, but how would I know? What do you think, Makoto?"

"Wow, Rei. I believe that it was all of them." Makoto responded, eyeing Michiru with a look that could freeze the earth.

Walking away, Michiru could feel tears in her eyes. Gone. Gone. She was gone. And she didn't even say goodbye.

"Hey, babe. What's up?" Seiya screamed, running up behind Michiru.

Shrugging him off, Michiru turned and said, "Not now, Sieya."

"Geez, got your panties in a bunch again. You should be happy! I just heard that Haruka has left the school. Now we are dyke-free."

'Oh god, what have I done?"

It was hell after Haruka left. Usagi and the others felt like that they had a personal vendetta against Michiru and said catty things to her when they could. Now that his human punching bag was gone, Seiya put his mind on sex and begin to pressure Michiru for it constantly. It was awful and Michiru began to realize that she missed the blonde . Her hair. Her scent. She sat at their hideaway constantly, just to forget the pressures of her life. Michru began to hate herself in time. She had been a bully and had driven her best friend away. Haruka had been the only one who had truly known Michiru and Michiru had ruined her life. How could she have hated Haruka for loving her? She felt foolish and she couldn't apologize. Karma had won. The bully had fallen for the victim.

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Walking into the quaint cafe, Michiru ordered a lemonade and situated herself into a booth that had a wondeful view of the city. It was bustling and people walked around handling business and just enjoying life. Drinking her lemonade, Michiru thought about her situation with Haruka. How could she get through to her? Haruka seemed hellbent on not forgiving Michiru and even though, Michiru had expected this, it still hurt to see the hatred that Haruka held for the aquanette.

Michiru was broken from her thoughts by loud laughing that came from the booth in front of her, looking up she was shocked to see who she had learned was Haruka's cousin, the cellist, and the blonde, herself. Sitting down with a thud, Michiru blew air to blow the hair from her face and thought on what she should do.

Making up her mind, Michiru got up and went to sit down at their booth. Sitting down right across from Haruka, Michiru said, "Good day! How are you all! I did not expect to see you guys here!"

Haruka paled immediately and Michiru did a mental fist pump at the blonde's reaction. Serves her right!

Hikari seemed to shine even brighter ,if that was possible, and said, "Kaioh-san! How good it is to see you? I was so shocked when I heard that you had popped up at Haruka's concert."

"Oh! I am such a huge fan of Haruka's. I wouldn't have missed it for the world." Michiru said, keeping her gaze firmly on Haruka.

Looking over at Haruka, it seemed that she had yet to recover from the shock. She sat motionless staring at Michiru. She seemed between running out of the restruant or just melting on to the floor from embarrassment. How the hell did Michiru Kaioh end up in the same restruant as them?

"Did Haruka mention that we are childhood friends?" Michiru asked Hirkari.

Bitch! That Bitch! How dare she?

"Really?" Diasuke exclaimed. "Well aren't we all just having blasts from the past?"

"Well, what do you mean by that, Mr. . ."

"Newa. Diasuke Mewa!"

"Oh. Well, Mewa-kun, what do you mean by that?"

Rolling her eyes, Hikari answered, "Diasuke saw this old flame that he was involved with back in high school at their concert last night."

"Wow, do you still like her, Mewa-kun?" Michiru asked.

Shaking his head, Diasuke said, "No, I mean, it ended pretty badly between us. Kami only know how many guys she cheated on me with! I believe she is only here now because I am famous and rich."

"It's funny how some girls think that can run all over you and come back." Haruka said, staring at Michiru as she said so.

"Well, maybe, the girl has realized that she has done wrong. Maybe she just wants what she used to have with that person." Michiru said, meeting Haruka's eye.

"Well-" Diasuke began.

"What if what she had she can never get back? Why should be allowed to be happy after all she has done?" Haruka interupted.

"Because she realized what she had done is wrong. Maybe she can never forgive herself for what has happened, and she needs that person to say that she forgives her and that she loves me too."

And with that Michiru realized that she was crying. It was no use. Haruka would never forgive her. Getting up, she laid down money to pay for her lemonade.

"Sumimasen. I do believe that it is time for me to go. Haruka, I had cooked breakfast for you in my hotel. It a shame that you did not come, but it is okay, I get the message. " Bowing to Hikari and Diasuke, Michiru made her leave.

Coming out of the cafe, she realized that it had begun to rain. Good. It matches my mood.And with that Kaioh Michiru disappeared with into the storm.

Back at the cafe, Diasuke and Hikari looked at Haruka with baffled expressions.

"She cooked you breakfast?"