9 - Number one fan
Fridays were always good for business. The small coffee shop was always full of costumers every friday afternoon, and they all seemed more than eager to have a nice coffee or some drink, with one of Makoto's famous pies.
Haruka was leaning against the counter, trying to avoid getting ran over by a full speed Makoto on waitress mode, an amused smile was playing on her lips. Her sunglasses resting on her blonde head, a black sweatshirt was hugging her torso, loose low cut jeans covering her long legs, and black convers on her feet, as she just stood there, watching her brunette cousin running around, filling orders and giving smiles to everyone and anyone.
She always loved to pay a visit to the shop on fridays. The place just turned into a nuthouse!
"You could help out instead of just being there laughing at poor Makoto" Michiru told her, apron in hand, cleaning the counter.
"No way, I'm a paying costumer" answered the blonde, taking her ice tea to her lips and winking at the younger girl, who just blushed in return.
It had became some kind of a routine between them both. Ever since Haruka had fell sick over a week ago, her and Michiru where now on a more friendly ground, and Michiru was getting used to Haruka's comments and flirty comebacks. Although it was a little bit harder for her to avoid the blushing part every single time the tall blonde gave her a compliment or winked at her. And she still felt somewhat uncomfortable around her. But she guessed it was because of Haruka's flirting.
The door bells sing-song announced the arrival of a new costumer, and Michiru looked up in time to see a young man with brown short hair and dark blue eyes, flashing the biggest smile on their general direction.
"Haruka, darling!" he exclaimed, a hand over his chest, making his way towards said blonde.
Michiru saw Haruka closing her eyes and take a deep breath "Oh boy" she murmured, before opening her green eyes again and turning around to face the young man "Hi, how are you?"
"Oh just fine" answered the young man, taking Haruka's hand on his own, and kissing it "But now that I see you, I'm just great!"
"Keiichi, please" she said "Did I introduce you to Michiru?" she asked, trying to distract Keiichi from whatever it was he was just about to say.
"No, I don't believe we've met" he said, now taking Michiru's hand, but giving her a firm shake "Nice meeting you, Michiru, I'm Keiichi Kawashima, Haruka's future husband"
"Keiichi!" Haruka yelled at him, and Michiru had the privilege of seen, for the first time since they've met, a really blushed Haruka.
"I didn't know you were engaged" Michiru said, looking at the blonde, and feeling somehow a little disappointed.
"I'm not!" she exclaimed, getting even redder, and frustrated now.
"She's just playing hard to get" Keiichi told Michiru, with a smile on his face "But everyone knows we'll end up together, eventually. We've known each other since ever, and we're just perfect for each other"
"I've told you a thousand times already! I am not marrying you!" Haruka yelled at the insisting young man. "Not now, not ever!"
"Come on beautiful, just admit it" he said, still smiling "You know we belong together! Isn't she the most beautiful woman you have ever seen?" he asked Michiru "Even more so when she's blushing"
"I'm not blushing!" Haruka mumbled, and she just couldn't believe she was actually embarrassed! And of course Michiru just had to be there to witness the whole thing...
Michiru had to secretly agree with Keiichi, Haruka did look unbelievable cute when blushing. And she just had to laugh at the fuming blushing blonde, who in return gave her a very annoyed look, before turning back to Keiichi with a serious look upon her blushed face.
"I'm gonna tell you, for the last time, I'm not going to marry you" she said, in a very calm tone of voice "Not gonna happen!"
"And why not, baby?" he asked.
Because you have a dick between your legs, and no boobs! She thought, but at loud said instead "You know why!" and then quickly added "And I'm not your baby!"
"Oh, you just wait and see" he said, again to Michiru "One day, I'll win this pretty lady's heart, and I'll make her mine" and with that, in a smooth motion, he took Haruka's hand, kissed it again, and walked out of the little shop.
Haruka just stood there, frozen to the spot. And then blinked a couple of times, trying very hard not to go after that stupid little man and knock the life out of him until he finally got into that thick head of his why she wasn't going to marry him.
The worst part was, he already knew why! Hell, the whole town knew! Damned man!
"You shouldn't be so mean to him" Makoto said behind her, getting the blonde's attention.
"He just doesn't know when to give up!" Haruka exclaimed, annoyed.
"He seemed really interested in you" Michiru commented, gaining Haruka's attention back to her "Maybe you should give him a chance?"
"Hell no!" the tall woman answered "I rather kill myself!"
"You know how to fix that Keiichi problem of yours" Makoto told her, getting behind the counter to grab some croissants for a costumer "You just don't want to do anything about it"
Haruka could swear she could read the 'date someone already!' sign on her cousin's face. "It's not that easy" she answered, getting tired over the subject already "You know that" she mumbled.
"I was just saying" Makoto said, waving her hand and turning to Michiru "You know, Keiichi's been Haruka's number one fan ever since high school. He would always get her flowers, and romantic notes, and valentine's gifts..."
"He sounds nice" Michiru ventured, looking at Haruka.
"Are you kidding me? The guy's a living nightmare!" she exclaimed "He just doesn't get it!"
"Maybe he's just not your type" Michiru said smiling at the blonde, and tapping her hand.
You have no idea! Haruka thought.
