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Mariane Bell: I hope those tears are from happiness! Please, no tears of sadness here. Don't want to be an evil author..okay well I might have to be evil but..it's all for entertainment :P. I'm glad you're liking my story. Feels great to have new readers aboard.
*As for the older readers, hope you guys/gals are still out there. Sorry about the long update, had to change this chapter two times.*
Blurry eyes squinted as she stared at the caller ID of the person who was disturbing her slumber. With a mumbled curse, she ignored the call and covered her head with the covers.
Once again, she is disturbed by the vibrating of her cell phone. With one heavy arm, she reached out for her phone on her end table and answered the persistent caller who dared to call at such hours.
"Just who in the world is this? Whoever it is, you'd better have a good damn reason on why you're calling me." The young woman said aggravated as she spat her words out like venom to the anonymous caller.
"My, my..is that how you greet a woman?" The stranger on the other line questioned softly.
The moment the young woman heard the voice, her once deprived energy sky rocketed..she could have sworn that her heart even skipped a beat.
"Michiru?" The young woman managed to stumble out the name of the other whom has been haunting her both night and day. The woman she could not have physically..but mentally? Oh yes, this is the only way she can be creative enough to imagine the possibilities of what the violinist's slender hands could be capable of..but she knew these dreams of hers could never compare to the real thing. The woman was snapped out of her thoughts as she heard the other speak.
"Haruka I'm outside. Hurry."
The dumbfounded blonde could not say a word as Michiru hung up the phone. The fully awakened young woman put the phone back down and had no choice but to descend downstairs. Finally reaching the door, there in the flesh, was the gorgeous woman of her dreams, standing tall and confident with a determined face.
She smiled at the blonde and let herself in, seeing that Haruka was not even making an attempt to move. Without any hesitation what so ever, Michiru leaned upwards and closed the distance between herself and the blonde woman as she planted a feather kiss on her lips. That's all it took for Haruka to lose all control. She grasped Michiru to close the gap they had between their bodies as she kissed Michiru hard. But then..
"Come.."
Hazy teal eyes gazed at the woman before her as she started to pull her upstairs to her room. As soon as they reached the blonde's bedroom, Haruka quietly closed the door as to not wake her brother up. She turned back to her sweet sin of a woman as she had her back turned to her. Michiru had a white, cotton robe. She started to slip off the robe ever so painfully slow as they reached the woman's shoulders..
'Robe..wait when did she even have a rob-'
beep..beeP..beEP
Pianist fingers reached out to turn off the alarm clock as she had now awoken. Awoken back to reality that is. The blonde inhaled deeply, and let it go slowly as she cupped her sweaty face.
"Not only do you haunt me at wake, but you haunt me in my dreams as well.."
Indeed, such accusations were true. It's been about a week since she had last seen the gorgeous woman. Each day that passed by, the blonde would dream as the beauty invaded her mind and locked herself within each night. Each dream would become longer, more intense to the point that she herself, would wake up panting with sweat. Haruka felt frustrated by the situation. Never has she liked being vulnerable or weak and yet, these are the exact feelings she has been battling with. Debating it over at that current moment was a waste of time for she had school that day. So Haruka got up from bed and continued with her ritual procedures.
Descending the flight of stairs of her house, she made herself a fruit salad as her mind drifted to her brother. Ryo has clearly been avoiding her. The evidence is as clear as water. He departs from their household at early hours, off to who knows where. His work hours varied but he mostly worked during Haruka's school hours. He'd come late at night, straight to bed. The few times Haruka has seen him, he seemed like a broken man. She thought it'd be best for her not to question what was wrong with him. Sometimes we all need some space and time like the solar system to be.
"Good morning Haru."
And speak of the devil, here is Ryo in the flesh, looking sharp as ever. A pressed, executive outfit as his jacket and pants were navy blue with a navy blue tie to match with gold intricate designs. A white collared, long sleeved shirt under the jacket. All the stubble he had on his face was gone, clean as a whistle. Hair nice and freshly cut as he had it slicked back. Not to mention those pearly white teeth of his smiling back at her.
Haruka smirked at her brother.
"Well, well..it's good to have my brother back." The blonde said as she took her bowl to the kitchen sink.
"Just been having a lot on my mind lately.."
"About Michiru." Haruka stated as she had her back towards Ryo while she washed her dish.
"So you know. How?" Ryo questioned as he stepped closer to his sister.
"I didn't know..but your answer now was all I needed to confirm my suspicions." She dried her hands with a towel and faced her brother. "I'm sorry things didn't work out between the two of you."
Ryo waved his hand to dismiss the topic.
"Forget about it. Her loss anyways. Before you even ask, I have a meeting with one of the top dogs from our construction project. I may be promoted to an assistant as an architecture to help design on our current project." Ryo said as he was all smiles towards his sister.
"That's great Ryo. Congratulations." Haruka said as she walked up to him and embraced him in a hug. "If anyone deserves a promotion, it's you."
"Thanks sis. What would I do without you?" He looked at his watch. "You're late Haruka. Better question, what would you do without your big brother?" Ryo said as he ruffled her hair.
"I'd throw a party bash at our house." The blonde said as she took her backpack and made her way out. "I'll catch you later..and good luck Ryo."
He waved goodbye to Haruka but the wide grin he had once, dissipated.
"I know you had something to do with this Haruka. This is from over." He balled his fists and stared at the closed front door as his mind began to drift off to his scheme he had in mind.
At school during lunch..
"Haruka for God's sake what is wrong with you?" The black haired young man asked as he has been trying to grab her attention for the past few minutes with only a grunt or a nod as a response.
"Nothing is wrong. All I want is some alone time to think things through. Understand Mamoru?" Haruka responded as she grabbed her drink and began to walk away. but was stopped by Mamoru's hand on her arm.
"Haruka, we've been friends for awhile now. You know you can confine in me with whatever is bothering you. This whole week you've been off in your own little world. You've closed yourself up towards your friends except, Joy." He let go of her arm and continued. "Just tell me when you're ready." The young man walked away from his friend.
"Wait." He stopped. Haruka sighed as she walked towards him. "I don't have tell you that this is between you and I." She looked around their surroundings. "Walk with me."
The man said nothing as he followed her instructions. They stopped at the school's football bleachers. They sat down as Mamoru waited patiently for her to start.
"I kissed Michiru." Haruka confessed as she looked straight into the man's dark eyes. She turned ashamed towards the field as she examined the girl's P.E. daily stretch up routines. Mamoru found himself doing the same course of action as he said nothing for the first few minutes as he gathered his thoughts.
"Do you feel anything for her?"
"I do feel something for her. Though I can't comprehend what that feeling is exactly." Haruka said as she faced her friend. He said nothing as he saw Haruka gathering her thoughts to continue. "With Riku, I instantly regretted my actions with her..but with Michiru.." Haruka looked at her open hands. "I still desire her. I know there's no excuses for my actions but without a doubt, I'd kiss Michiru again if temptation is there."
The man sighed as he searched the right words to say.
"It can be just lust Haruka. Tell me, is losing Joy over lust really worth it?" He questioned as he squinted his dark blue eyes as teal eyes intensely stared back.
"Of course not. I love Joy-"
"No you don't. At least, not anymore you don't" He continued staring down at Haruka. "If you find yourself questioning if what you feel for Michiru is more than lust, then you do not love that girl Haruka!" For the first time, Mamoru felt real anger towards the blonde. He stood up and was making his way to leave but stopped, without turning back, all he said was, "All you're doing is hurting Joy..She is my friend as well. Don't forget that." With that he left the speechless blonde alone to her own thoughts.
"He's wrong..he has to be." She said to herself as she grabbed her backpack and made her way out of the football field to continue the rest of her school day.
Footsteps could be heard throughout the empty garage as they came to a stop towards the only other ruckus in the vicinity.
"Tsk tsk, what a sailor mouth you have there amiga."
A grumble was the only response he got. A sigh escaped from his lips as he wondered outloud..
"Really, I don't see what people see in you." The man said as he observed his friend who still hadn't turned around to look at him. "I mean, holy shit! Look at you..you damn grease monkey. I bet you pay more attention to your cars than you do to a girl."
Still no response..
The man leaned over his friend's shoulder and looked under the hood of the car she was working on.
"I especially don't see what that Michiru girl sees in you." A bang was heard as the girl's head made contact with the hood of the car. She stared at the man with anger as she rubbed the top of her head.
"Obviously I know why girls don't even take a glance your way." She said while wiping her hands with her rag as he laughed.
"So you were paying attention Haruka! Just wanted to get your attention you know..it feels so lonely. I think I need a hug..I wonder who can give this hunk a hug." He looked around in the empty garage, then back at Haruka..with those puppy eyes of his.
"Don't expect to be getting it from me Jags." He gagged.
"Fine!" He stuck his hands in his jean pockets. "Maybe that Michiru girl would do me that favor..if you'll excuse me." He said as he started to walk away but was quickly turned around to face a dangerous blonde.
"If you ever lay a hand on Michiru-" She was interrupted
"Not even a finger?" Jags still had to audacity to joke around as he heard the blonde take a couple deep breaths.
"I'll break off your fingers before you get the chance to do so." Haruka said as she took an iron grip on his fingers from his right hand.
"Ouch! Damn you Haruka and your manly, gorilla strength!" He said as he pulled his hands back to his chest. She shrugged and smiled while Jags glared and stuck his tongue out. "Just get outta here before she leaves."
"She? Michiru is outside? Why didn't you tell me this before?"
"Whoa Missy one question at a time. Yes to both of your first questions and I thought I mentioned this to you before..didn't I?" Jags wondered as he rubbed his chin.
"Idiot." Haruka said as she slipped out of her jumpsuit to reveal the casual clothing she had on. She then walked out towards the garage exit.
"Jerk!" Jags yelled outloud as he quietly declared himself the victor of this argument.
Now in front of the exit door, Haruka debated with herself whether this was the right decision or not. She shook her head in order to get rid of the nerves that were accumulating in her stomach as she placed her hand on the door knob.
"I do want to see her.."
That's all the reason she needed to see the beauty that awaited for her presence beyond that door. And there she was..the woman who has been in her thoughts from the moment she awakes, to the moment she slumbers. The said woman turned around with a small smile playing on her lips.
"Michiru.."
A/N:
Sorry about cutting it short folks. I know, short chapter..no Michiru. But I am currently working on the next chapter.
What inspired me to write again was hearing Nujabes. Go listen to some of his tracks. He was one of a kind really. Well, till the next time, please take a minute and review. Thanks :)
