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"Michiru, what are you doing out here? You might catch a cold…" Michiru heard footsteps and that familiar voice. She was sitting on that bench again. The figure sat beside her, leaning back. She heard a heavy sigh. Obviously, it came from the one beside her. "Michiru, you just recovered…"

"Haruka… Who exactly is that Isuzu?" She asked, looking up into the emerald eyes.

"Told you already… Sigh… She's my very good friend from Japan, that's all… Why are you asking this all of the sudden?" Haruka got closer to Michiru, inhaling her scent. "Masaka… You're jealous?" This was the first time Michiru acted this way.

"No! Of course not…" She tried her best to hide her blush, but failed to do so. She couldn't describe the feeling that was stirring in her stomach when Haruka carried the little girl on her shoulders. I wished she would carry me on her back too… She frowned.

"Come on, Michiru… She's 10 for god's sake!" Haruka chuckled. How could Michiru be jealous over a 10 year old kid? It's not like Isuzu is Haruka girlfriend or anything.

"Do you like her?" Haruka was caught off guard by that question. It's seemed that Michiru was really jealous. But that can't be it, she just denied being jealous. Haruka smiled.

"Michi, I don't like her… I love her." Haruka paused for a while, playing with the other's emotion. Upon hearing that, Michiru's eyes widen. How could that be? Haruka loved a 10 year old. Not to mention a pre-mature girl. Haruka almost chuckled, seeing Michiru's reaction. "Like a younger sister…"

"Younger… sister?" Michiru lifted an eyebrow.

"Hai… You see, Isuzu is a very reserved girl; she doesn't make friends that easily… Most people see her as a freak. But for some reason, she's very attached to me. So… As a friend of her parents, I had promised to take care of her…" She trailed off. "Masaka… You like me??" Finally realized why Michiru was so jealous. There was a thick silence building between them until she heard a soft sneezing sound beside her. "See, now you'd caught a cold…" She took off her jacket and placed it over the shorter girl, who only wore a thin sweater. "Here…"

"What about you?" She asked, ignoring Haruka's previous question.

"Shimpaishinai… I'm not the one who's got cold, am I?" She pulled Michiru closer to her, wrapping a hand around the other's slender waist to keep her warm.

"But-" Haruka placed a finger on the other's pink lips.

"Shh… You need it more than I do, don't argue…" She hesitantly placed a light kiss on her cheek, tightening her embrace. Michiru blushed as she nuzzled closer to Haruka, resting her head on Haruka's collarbone.

Someone was watching them from the bushes with her ruby eyes, her eyes burning with jealousy. She frowned as she saw their close contact. She wanted to push the aquamarine haired girl away from the other's arms. How I wish I could be in those arms of hers…

It was getting quite dark. Looking at her watch, it was already 6 in the evening. Blinking her eyes a few time, she looked down at the girl in her arms. It was so quiet. Surely no one would come to the park at this hour of day, it was too dangerous. She could hear the shorter girl's breathing. She looks so peaceful… The blonde caressed the other's smooth cheek, not awared of her own actions. "Michi…" She whispered. Michiru groaned softly, moving closer to her. "Michiru… It's getting late…" She ran her fingers through the long, silky aquamarine hair.

"I'm still tired…" She mumbled. Haruka chuckled to herself. Shaking her head, she carried Michiru onto her back, making sure she didn't disturb her cute roommate's sleep.

"Well, I have no choice but to carry you like that…" She said to herself. As she was walking down the street, she felt Michiru wrapping her arms around Haruka's neck.

"Ruka…" Haruka looked back. She smiled to herself again. Michiru was sleep talking.

Michi… How I wish you could tell me the answer me…

"Haruka-san, play game?" Isuzu asked just as she stepped into the room. She frowned as she saw the figure on Haruka's back. "Michiru… Dead?" Hope she was… Haruka was startled by her attitude towards Michiru, cold and emotionless. Never before had she seen her treating anyone like that in the past. She placed Michiru on her own bed, as always; it seemed that they had changed bed, but she just wanted Michiru to have a better sleep.

"Isu-chan, she's just asleep. What's wrong with you lately?" She asked worriedly as she picked the little girl in her arms. Isuzu clutched onto Haruka's shirt and wept silently. "Doshita, Isuzu?" She tried to comfort the girl. She got no reply, as always. She could never figure out why Isuzu will cry whenever she came back with a girl. Jealous…? Nah… She's only 10! Haruka reminded herself. "Daijoubu…" She said softly, embracing her.

"Michiru, see you in the art class. I'll be going for my tracks now…" Haruka changed into her track suit and headed to the field behind the school. This was her favourite period, track and field. Michiru, on the other hand had selected swimming lessons. It was the first period of the day and they were to join the co-curriculum they had selected. Haruka hated to be in a swim suit. Besides, most of the girls probably hoped to see her in a… She shook off that thought before she got chills down her spine.

"Ne, Takagi-senpai, any students for me?" Haruka asked as she walked towards the shorter figure. Zipping up her jacket, she turned to the direction her sempai had just pointed to. She sweat dropped. How can so many students be signing up for the track team? They had to be kidding her. Running her fingers through her hair, she walked towards them.

"Haruka!! Haruka's teaching us today!!"

"Haruka!" Haruka gave them the 'zzz' sign, sighing.

"I'll give you 3 seconds to form into 3 lines of 10." She lifted 3 fingers, narrowing her emerald eyes. To her surprise, they did as they were told, this was the first time. Usually the newbies would just stare at her, losing their state of mind.

"Yapari, Haruka-senpai hontouni kakkoii!!" She heard someone yelling from behind.

"Stop using Japanese in front of them, Michelle." She turned around to greet her best student. Michelle was a local student. Haruka could still remember the first time Michelle came to that school. There were rumors about her being the bully in her previous school. Many had made fun of her until Haruka came along. Haruka had defended her from the mean students who started the rumors. Most would refer them as the best couple in school but in actual fact, they were just best of friends, that's all. The talented Michelle, who was good in her studies, beauty and racing, but still wasn't good enough to beat Haruka. So to say, she was known as The Princess and as for the blonde, The Prince.

"It's ok, Haruka-senpai. Isn't it?" Obviously, she was asking the new students. "Ara… So many cute students this time, huh?" She patted one of the student's head. "Jaa, why don't we all have a race? Haruka-sempai will disqualify some of you…" There was a gasp among the students.

"It's ok, I'll examine very carefully… Maybe if you're lucky, you might get to stay… K'?" She winked, one which almost made them melt. Mostly, those students joined the team is because of Haruka. She hated it though. Why can't these people go for what they like? Sighing in defeat, she aligned them, Michelle as one of the racers. "Read… Set… Go!"

Sigh… What a way to start the day… She was keeping her track suit in her locker as she heard footsteps behind her. "Who's there?" She spun around. She was caught off guard when someone embraced her. "Ah?" She looked down only to meet violet eyes. "Eh… Who are you?" She moved back, breaking the embrace. The girl had long pink hair with big, round spectacles. Without hesitating, she took out an invitation and handed it to the tall blonde. It was decorated with colours and even with heart shape pictures. "Erm… for me?" She accepted the invitation when she received a nod from the girl.

"Eto… The Spring Dance is coming soon and I was wondering if…" She trailed off.

Oh, yeah… Spring Dance… How could I forget that? I was even planning on asking Michiru… Haruka looked blankly at the card in her hand. Nah… She won't accept me…

"Tennou-san?" She shook her head and kept the card in her pocket.

"Well… How can I decline a pretty girl like you?" She was getting back to her flirting-self again. Without realizing it, Michiru had really changed her. Before she met her, she usually flirted with almost every girl she met; it was kinda like her style of socializing. The shorter girl blushed.

"Everything you need to know is in that card, Tennou-san… Thank you." She bowed and ran away in a hurry.

No, thank you… Haruka smiled to herself. That's right. This was the 'real' Haruka. No one could ever change that, not even her roommate, Kaiou Michiru…

Dear Haruka,

My name is Takada Moriya, year 1 class B. Do you remember me? We were best friends since 7, but you suddenly moved here to study 6 years later. My mum had a job offer from a company here so she brought me along, not knowing you're here too. At first I didn't knew you were in this school but when I saw you in the canteen, I knew fate had brought us back together. I tried hard to find a chance to talk to you but you are always with Kaiou-senpai. I really hope you would accept my invitation and able to remember who I am, after what had happened 5 years ago… I really regretted that day... I'm sorry on behalf on my parents... Gomene...

Moriya

Haruka remembered the written contents of the card. Sighing, she closed her eyes, keeping the pink card in her pocket. Takada Moriya… She shook her head when Moriya's face popped into her mind. Anata wa… dare? It was as if she knew her but didn't. What am I talking about? She chuckled to herself. Someone tugged her shirt from behind. "I'm sleepy… Go away, Michiru…" She rolled her eyeball. She was very frustrated already but the unknown figure kept tugging on her shirt. "What?" Finally, she gave up, turning around.

"Haruka… Sick?" Haruka blinked sleepily. Haruka sat up and made a space for the little girl.

"I'm not sick, Isu-chan. Matte… Do you know who Moriya is?"

"Moriya?" Isuzu put her little fingers under her chin as if she was trying to remember something.

"Hai, Takada Moriya…" She frowned a little.

"Moriya-neesan… Haruka no tomodachi…" Upon hearing this, Haruka's eyes widen. She started to remember something. Moriya was her best friend back in Japan. Haruka narrowed her eyes, she was getting a headache.

Sou… Moriya wa boku no tomodachi… They played with each other, protect each other, helped each other until… Until...

"Haruka! Haruka!" The tall blonde fell backwards onto the bed. She felt as if the room was spinning. What was happening to her? The only thing she could see was Isuzu shaking her, but even that figure was fading by the seconds.

W-What's happening to me?

Ne... Finished? Please press the 'go' button! As easy as ABC! Oh, and if you have any good anime to recomend, pls do so, i would love to watch some... This holiday is so boring... (Has to be nice graphic with nice storyline!)