Michiru woke after falling asleep in Minako's arms on the couch; she stood, turned off the television set and glanced at the clock before heading towards her bedroom. Gently she removed the robe she was wearing and placed it on a nearby chair; she pulled up her long aqua locks and headed towards the bathroom to wash her face before sliding under her covers for a much needed rest.
In her bed and ready to forget about the day, reaching for the light; the note that was carefully inked that morning caught her eye. 'It's strange that I haven't heard anything from her all day, I never thought she would be one to just drop all consideration like that…' she closely examined the note.
Hey beautiful!
Last night was amazing, I'm sorry I'm not lying next to you this morning, I have a few errands to run before my race. I would love if you came to watch me beat that prick who rides for Honda : ) that's right…team Tenoh all the way. If you can't make it, I would love if I could take you to lunch. There is this little café on 5th east and Main, I know you'll love it.
Haruka
"So simple and so deceiving…" Michiru ran her fingers over the graceful script as she thought to herself, "Is that all you are Tenoh? Just another wolf in sheep's clothing?" She laughed slightly to herself, "god I'm stupid…" over and over she read the note; taking it in, memorizing every line. 'Why would she tell me where she was if she didn't really have any intention of seeing me…' a devastating thought crept through her mind, 'she had every intention of seeing me… something happened…" quickly she darted out of bed and ran to the television, turning on the news.
"Haruka Tenoh continued to smoke the competition and live up to her reputation as being faster than the wind today after taking first for the third time this season!" the TV blared as the stars face covered the screen.
'No wreck…'
"BUZZZZ….BUZZZZ….." Michiru turned her focus to the door; jumping up to answer.
Michiru's heart sank as the image in front of her began to take effect. The woman standing in front of her was disheveled; body trembling, clothes askew. The broken figure flashed a smile, but her eyes were cold, dark and very distant.
"Haruka…" tears began to sting at the woman's eyes against any will that would hold them back.
"…Michiru… I'm so sorry…" the racer stood trying her best to regain control over her body, nerves shot; she reminded herself to breath. "I wanted more than anything to meet you for lunch… something… came up…" Michiru tried to read the taller woman but the racers eyes avoided direct contact. "I had to…go to a shoot…for a promotional thing..uh…iam…doing." The racer held her head slightly as her thoughts began fading in and out.
"Tenoh!" A voice from the background burst through the apartment followed by its owner. A ruthless grin chiseled in to her features. "You've got some nerve."
"…Minako…" wide eyed Haruka took double takes between Michiru and her ex-wife.
'Remember to breathe Tenoh, one two three one two three….ONE TWO THREE… '
"pshh" Minako snorted, "You look worse than you did when you left. Can't stay away from that shit aye Tenoh? Damn junkie…anyway" the blonde through a wad of crumpled paper at the 'star' "There are your damn papers. Now, I'd appreciate it if you left me and my partner alone." With that the blonde slammed the door.
Okay! Yippie yippe right? So that took a while and you probably are all kind of like…"uh… isn't this a Haruka and Michiru fic?" well it is… just not a sappy one…
So the point of my little note here was…. I can't decide on an ending… SO! I wrote all three. So you guys will be able to have a grand old time of deciding Haruka and Michiru's fate:
Ending one- Michiru chases after Haruka
Ending two- Michiru lets her go
Ending three- reality sets in…
