He felt a burning sensation on his cheek. Not the one close to his nose. His buttocks.

"Wake up boy... mama's up."

"Seriously setsuna... I need to rest."

"No you don't."

"Okay whatever mistress says." Seiya rolled his eyes.

"Mistress gets." Setsuna could only grin at her boy toy's lack of stamina.

"Do you want to keep emasculating me, or should I wear a dress?"

"Dress sounds tempting."

"Sets-"

He was silenced, and even if he previously said something that was close to declining Setsuna's offer, he could not help but surrender to her expert hands and expert everything.

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Haruka and Michiru lay comfortably with each other. They were just quiet. Aqua hair lay scattered on Haruka's chest, their hands were intertwined and in the darkness, you could still see the blonde sporting a wide smile.

"Ugh... yeah. Grind it!"

"Yeah! Grade A meat!"

"Grind it!"

The blonde and her lover shared another laugh. Setsuna and Seiya's indiscretion have been to Haruka's advantage but still, it was funny to hear her bestfriend being pummelled by Michiru's bestfriend.

"They sound like a meat shop now." Michiru quipped.

"Yeah, with the whole grinding thing, I hope there's no chopping involved." The blonde responded.

"... Ruka?" The blonde turned her gaze towards Michiru, still smiling. "Why are you smiling?"

"Because you love me." She slowly closed her eyes, preparing for sleep.

"I don't have music class with you tomorrow... you be good, okay?"

"Always, good night. I love you."

Once again, Michiru did not respond. She found herself more attached to the blonde, perhaps its because Haruka was her first, but nothing more. Why was she being so stubborn about her feelings? Because she cares a lot about what other people would say about her, so while Haruka lays sleeping, she repeated to herself, that this will pass, that what she has with Haruka, although it needs to be appreciated, this is merely a phase.

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Haruka and Seiya walked together in all their classes. Everything went spot -on. A perfect day for a day dream. It was just their luck, they have forgotten about one important detail... Ayane.

"You really should tone it down, Seiya, you can't just mega-mic your moans you know!" The blonde informed her friend.

"Man, she has a paddle! If I don't do as she pleases, I get hit!" They both share a laugh, and right before they reach their lockers, Ayane was in the mood to deliver 'good' news. She tapped Haruka's shoulders, and the nelly alarm went off in Haruka and Seiya's ears. It was Ayane.

"So, Haru-chan, I decided to join the track team, Mr. Nakamura already approved, you have to train me. After school, every weekday, starting today. Alright. Bye Captain!" She jumped to her feet and lightly kissed Haruka on the cheeks. With that she left a baffled blonde and an irritated Seiya Kou Behind.

"So, she's never gonna give up. What will you do Haru? I like Michiru, she might, you know..." The blonde just sighed, defeated. Her Coach ordered her to train Ayane. Ayane was a very powerful persona after all, of course all their professors and coaches will do as she pleases. Michiru, however, will surely be angry.

"I know..." The blonde sighed, as if her troubles couldn't get any worse. Waiting near her car, was none other than- Michiru. Beads of sweat slowly formed on Haruka's forehead. Seiya nudged her forward.

"Dude, tell her!" He whisphered as softly as he could to his bestfriend.

"What? I dont want to get beaten up!"

"Ruka? Is something wrong?" Michiru approached the blonde, and took out a handkerchief from her pocket. She wiped the sweat away from the blonde's face. "What's the matter Ruka?"

"Haruuu! Training time!" Ayane shouted from a not so long distance. Clad in boy shorts and ultra fit semi see through white PE shirt, she called Haruka for "training".

"Training?" Michiru crossed her amrs infront of her chest and raised hey eyebrows at Haruka.

"Ano... Nakamura-sempai, asked me to train Ayane-chan." Haruka looked at Michiru almost pleading. Michiru got the hint.

"Tsuji-san, Haruka-san has an important event tonight, so she will not be able to TRAIN, i think you can manage to run around the track by yourself."

"But-" Ayane was about to react but found her self cut short by Michiru again.

"Do I need to speak to Nakamura-san about your schedule? I think he has to assign some one else to train you?"

"I think I shall speak to Nakamura-sempai about something as well." Ayane dared.

"Go Ahead. I don't mind. This is not my job." Michiru stated about her being in their school. Seiya and Haruka just stood there motionless, confident that Michiru will win this battle.

Ayane's eyes turned into tiny slits before she retreated.

"Im getting used to these endings. Michiru saying something wicked then next scene, Ayane's retreating form." Seiya and Haruka shared a good laugh, until Michiru stepped on Haruka's foot.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What the hell Michi!" Haruka screamed in pain. Seiya's eyes grew wide.

"Now, you won't be able to train her even if you wanted to. Help her out will ya Kou-san? Let's go."

Michiru walked away from them, biting her lip. Womdering if she should have gone as far as she did. Haruka stumbled a few times before she managed to prop herself on Seiya's shoulders. Seiya helped the limping Haruka reach the car.

"Man, you should have seen that coming. She is bestfriends with Setsuna after all!" Seiya hissed.

"Ugh. Man, it hurts. Real bad." The blonde said in pain.

When they reached the car, Michiru could not stand to look at Haruka. She felt guilty. She wished that she had that Setsuna-vibe but she didn't. So she just kept quiet.

"You drive Sei.." Haruka said weakly.

"Okay... wanna stay in the back Haru? Michi will... uhm can... take care of you. If she wants to." The last sentence was barely a whispher.

"Yeah."

Michiru aided Haruka the whole time. Without a word exchanged between the two of them. Seiya started the car and headed to the Tenoh mansion.

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Seiya and Michiru helped Haruka to her room. She was obviously in pain. Michiru could not help but feel guilty. Why would she step on Haruka's foot while in stiletto heels in the first place. Jealousy should not be enough reason to inflict pain. Seiya sensed that both Haruka and Michiru needed their privacy, so he left.

"I'll leave ya to it, Kaioh-san."

"H-hai..."

She removed Haruka's jacket with ease, and she carefully removed her shoes, and lastly her socks. She saw the noticeable swell on Haruka's right foot. It was bruising badly.

"Ouch." Haruka said upon Michiru's contact to her foot.

"Im sorry..." She said in guilt and frustration.

"Its ok...What the f- aaaahhhh!" Haruka tried to stand up but when she caught sight of her foot she fainted. It was in a very bad condition.

"Oh My God! Ruka!" Michiru tried to get anything worthy to use as a fan. "Im so sorry!" Haruka woke up from her sudden lull.

"I have a race... I have a race 3 days from now..." Haruka did not shout. She did not even look mad. She was sad. And it pained Michiru to see her this way. She did not deserve this, she was nothing but kind.

"Im really sorry Ruka..." Michiru bowed her head in shame.

"Its okay... I know one way to make you guilt-free." Haruka grinned.

"Wha-what?!"

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AND THATS A MAJOR CLIFF HANGER RIGHT THERE. LOL! XD I am sorry but I have a new job, it rendered me incapable of updating but here goes my updating streak. Haha. Thanks for the reviews and constant reminders for me to update via PM. Thank you!

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