One time in our life we make a mistake. The matter is how big the mistake? How our plan to counter attack it? Sometimes it's only a simple mistake that we can shrug it off and move on with our life, but then when this mistake is something bigger than that and somehow the matter has evolved until we can't call it a mistake anymore... Then at one point unnoticed by us the mistake has turned into an inevitable destiny, the part of our life.

Michiru, after several vasovagal episodes, she had regained control over her feelings. Whether her eyes had deceived her or she had gone insane... the married certificate she was holding right now was hers. It was hers because her name attached on it together with a name Tenoh Haruka as her partner. The aqua haired agent was sure it's the blonde's name since she'd remembered Haruka.

She had had married and she didn't have a clue about it herself. She didn't remember her own wedding! How ridiculous that one sounded.

Michiru shook her head as if she did that, the answers would've popped up in her head. The kiss... The only collection of memory she had because it was so unforgettable.

She hadn't planned to share a kiss with a stranger she met few hours before on the side of street. They were like doing it in crazy way, the feel as she was a youth and 17 again. The difference, this time she did the kiss with sparks in her heart. She had fallen in love with a stranger, she didn't know why, only God knows how the formula works, she herself only the slave of her own emotion.

"Haruka..." Michiru whispered the blonde's name. The kiss was so intense, both of them knew what the next would be.

The blonde grinned, "It's okay, your place or mine?" Haruka asked.

Although right now her brain was shut off and Michiru was only controlled by instinct, she managed to gesture a refusal with her head. "No, Haruka... I-I can't do it... in this state."

Hurt expression and dissappointment flashed on Haruka's gorgeous face. Michiru quickly continued.

"I'm a traditional woman, I only do it with someone I marry..." The aqua haired agent bowed, she looked down, didn't want to see Haruka's eyes. Anyone would've been angry upon her statement or that was Michiru's guess. Instead, Haruka gently touched her shoulder.

"Marry me then." Shoot the blonde directly.

Michiru's head snapped up, her eyes went wide, "WHAT?"

"I repeat then..." The blonde went to her knees. "Will you marry me? Because I damn sure am in love with you."

Michiru should've known it was all the liquor speaking but she didn't care. Her heart had overrule her head. "Yes." Came the weak answer.

The rest of it were blank. How the wedding went on, how they got the rings...

"I'm fuck up..." Michiru murmured hopelessly.

After that, the agent took drastic action. She took quick shower, grabbed the marriage certificate, and put off Haruka's wedding ring from the blonde's finger. She had to take care this problem, she would annul the wedding with or without Haruka's consent. Because it was a mistake. Yes, that should've done quickly, first thing first for today.

Next, Michiru stormed out, leaving the still sleeping Haruka inside.

Michiru walked to her desk, she needed 3 pills to sober up and right now as her eyes ready to face the day, her mind wasn't. The suck part when you have an over watchful friend is they always state sometimes the most obvious things prohibited to say.

"How's last night?" Ami asked. Since her desk was next to Ami, Michiru unable to avoid the question.

Michiru shot her a glare, "Do not act like you don't know... you are as guilty as I am." The truth was, Michiru only wanted to share her unfortunate events.

"What did I do?" The bluenette genius asked back. The question earned rage from Michiru.

"You don't remember last night? Really? You have photographic memory ability!"

"Photographic memory is rigged whenever alcohol involved. In fact I don't remember at all, really. The only thing I know is I was drunk and it was terrible because this morning I woke up in the front of my own apartment door. Plus, some agents who had joined the party last night always smirking at me since this morning, no reason at all. I'm worried, what if I did inappropriate things when I drunk?"

Oh yeah, she did. She did dare to force me playing truth and dare game.

Michiru sighed, she wanted to strangle the so innocent genius but decided to take care her first thing first. The annulment.

Ami tried to change the topic since she felt murderous aura from Michiru, "I heard there are some transferee today. They are from east branch."

"Why they do that? This place packed with too much people!" Michiru retorted.

"You don't seem in good mood today, Kaioh. I suggest you need time to rest and sober up."

"I'm 100 percents fine, trust me."

Ami's face showed she didn't believe a thing Michiru'd said. "Okay then."

Michiru glad the conversation's over, she gathered her things. She had booked an appointment with a friend. A lawyer to be exact. Luckily, even though Ami watched her leaving, she didn't ask and poke around too much with her business.

The aqua haired agent pressed the elevator down. Her fingers were tapping nervously on the wall, she felt like she needed to race with the time or something even worse would happening.

The ding elevator echoed, Michiru waited the door to open. She stepped inside then pushed the lobby level in one second.

"In hurry huh?" A voice asked her for conversation. Michiru rolled her eyes, she didn't have time for this. "Yes..." Michiru replied briefly.

The aqua haired agent couldn't help but glanced a little to the person behind her. The first thing she noticed was the remarkable sandy blonde hair...

Michiru gasped, "OH MY GOD!"

Haruka was standing there, inside the elevator with her.

"What? You surprise me! What you're yelled at?!" Haruka jumped a little when Michiru suddenly yelled. The blonde was looking around, searching for the source of Michiru's suddenly outburst.

"Do-do you know me?" Michiru asked, pointing at herself.

Now Haruka's face turned from surprise to confuse, "... Do I know you somewhere?" The blonde replied.

The elevator opened, Haruka made her way out. Michiru saw Haruka was greeted by a guy with a jet black hair.

One answer and that cleared everything for Michiru. It was the same case as Ami, the damn liquor is substance to make a person suffers in temporary memory lost. Yes, is this good thing or bad thing? Michiru's mind worked hard to resolve the problem.

Good thing, it's obviously good thing. Because if the blonde didn't remember, everything will be just like nothing had happened. They were back as strangers and maybe there no need for annulment since the marriage perhaps didn't legally occur due to both of them were in out of their sane condition.

Haruka didn't remember. It was a good thing.

However, why did Michiru have this heavy feeling in her heart?

"Hi, Haruka. How's your day?" Mamoru smiled. He had known Haruka since the blonde had stationed on the east.

Haruka rubbed her temple, "Bad, hangover much."

"You have it hard… meet some chicks here?"

Haruka shot a glare to Mamoru as if the guy had asked an improper question. "No… but at least I had a good dream."

"Dream, huh?" Mamoru chuckled. "Don't tell me you are dreaming about screwing a Goddess…"

Haruka slap her partner's shoulder, "better! I married her! Now if you please shut the hell up…" Haruka frowned. She didn't remember the woman in her dream but one thing she recollected. A smell of ocean, and the woman in the elevator just smell the same.

The destiny had said otherwise. Michiru got Haruka worked in the same department, in the same floor. She couldn't help it but to cross path every day. The aqua haired agent didn't know why she always had this annoyed feeling every time Haruka showed up with cocky smiles on her face. Michiru wanted to punch her then kicked the blonde's ass.

That's why Michiru always gave the blonde cold shoulder while Haruka had no idea about what actually happened.

Michiru decided to get rid the evidence, whether the rings and the certificate. However as much as she wanted to, she ended up keeping them inside her desk drawer. She locked it in a small safe box so no one can see them.

Present

"What?" Haruka asked. She caught Michiru was staring at her. "Is there anything wrong?"

After an incident on the cruise ship, now they both on the way back to head quarter. A medic was working on Haruka's opened stitches.

"Nothing. Just thinking how really I hate you…" Michiru quickly replied.

"You said you don't hate me!"

"Okay, I really despise you." Michiru corrected her sentence.

Haruka huffed, this woman was unbelievable.

"Have you two done with your love bickering?" Mamoru cut the two before they went gun blazing with each other.

"BUTT OUT!" Both of them yelled at the same time.

Mamoru held his hands up, "I'm out, Rei… help me?" Mamoru turned to her only comrade. Now they were on the ship which heading back to HQ.

Rei then became Mamoru's life saver, she took both Haruka and Michiru's attention as she threw some pictures to them.

"Your holiday has been cut short. Our techs have succeeded breaking the international dealer's information. They even got the director's visualization." Rei pointed those pictures she just gave to them.

Haruka and Michiru each inspected the photos. "I know this man…" Haruka mumbled.

Michiru nodded, "me too… isn't this… Tanaka-san?"

Haruka and Michiru exchanged glances.

"I hope you both ready back as husband and wife tomorrow…" Rei winked, behind her Mamoru was smirking.

A/N: The more revelation would be revealed in somewhere upcoming chapters. Thank you and stay tuned! Happy holiday! ^^

-peaprince