AN: First I wish to thank everyone who reviewed, and sorry if I don't always answer, but I'm pretty busy because of the exams. Here is chapter 10, enjoy!
Chapter 10: With you forever
Michiru and Haruka went to bed really late. Haruka had met all Michiru's family members. Now she knew a lot more about her girlfriend. She had understood at last what Michiru's life had been… Everyone placed their hopes on her. She had been studying hard all those years and had been a famous violinist at the same time. No wonder she had no friends before entering Mugen Gakuen. In fact, Haruka didn't know before what Michiru's life had been before. She had never asked. She lived with the current Michiru, she hadn't really paid attention to her past. She had imagined a talented girl surrounded by friends, very popular. Instead she had found a loner, just like herself. Haruka's only real friend was Elsa. She was feeling sad for Michiru. As she had heard, her life had been a succession of success, but so cold. Haruka simply didn't get how someone could shine so much, be such a diamond and be alone.
Michiru's body was truly hurting. She wanted to get read of her dress, of her high heels and get under the covers as soon as possible. Haruka was thoughtful. She watched as Michiru got undressed. She saw the dark marks, the bandages around her waist. But the vision of the broken hand was worse, she knew it was the wound that hurt Michiru the most, making her unable to swim, to play violin, to draw and paint. She swore once more to herself that she'd find the one who did that to her. Michiru snuggled in the bed, wearing only a blue night shirt and Haruka came back to reality and got undressed herself. She thought that that night could have been great. But she was absolutely not in the mood for that. She put on white shorts and tee-shirt and crawled in bed, holding her precious love. No one would hurt her again. She wouldn't allow it.
Next morning, Haruka awoke two hours before Michiru. It was planned. She got under the covers just in time. But after that, things didn't occurred as Haruka thought they would. She thought that there would be a Christmas tree with presents under it. There was a Christmas tree, indeed. But the presents were on the kitchen's table. Haruka was once more surprised by this family's lack of respect for traditions.
« Your family's weird, Michi. » she said as they went upstairs.
« I know… But I'm sure you're not gonna be like that. » Michiru smiled, thinking about what she had seen in her vision last night.
« I respect Christmas. »
« It must be a tough time of the year for you… It's a family feast. »
« It's ok. Michi… I'd like you to go to the Christmas tree… I'm going to get dressed as you do it. »
« Christmas tree? »
« Please, go. » Haruka placed a kiss on her lips, hoping it would convince her.
« Ok. »
Michiru let Haruka go upstairs alone and went to the huge room where the party had been held and where the Christmas tree was standing. At first, she saw nothing, the tree was too big in comparison to the little box and flowers that were under it.
There was a huge vase with white and blue flowers in it, and a little box wrapped in gift paper. She unwrapped it. It was obviously a jewel box. She opened it to find little diamond earrings. She placed a hand on her mouth. First, the earrings were beautiful… Second… She hadn't thought about a gift for Haruka. She'd have played her some violin, if it hadn't been for her hand. And where would she find a gift on a Christmas morning? She could still run to a flower shop… But Haruka wasn't into this kind of things.
« Dad!!! I take the car!!! » yelled Michiru as she ran towards the front door. Her father came in almost running.
« No way! Michiru you don' have the license!!! And your arms is bandaged!!! Look at yourself you're wearing nothing! »
But Michiru had already grabbed a coat and shoes. She ran outside in the cold December air. She had the car keys. But when she arrived in the garage… She wondered what car keys it was. She tested one, two, three cars. But the good one was the fourth. She jumped in and left.
One hour later, the cops hadn't caught her, she was almost arrived in town and she had had no accident (there was no other car on the road. She parked the car in a very weird manner and began to search for an open shop. It was kinda desperate, and Haruka would kill her. She began to think she would come home with nothing when she caught sight of the shop where she had found her dress. There was a motorbike's jacket exposed behind the glass, it would fit Haruka perfectly, Michiru just knew it was perfect. She pushed the door, it was open.
« Merry Christmas! » said the dark green-haired dress-maker.
« Merry Christmas. I'm sorry to bother you on such a day… »
« You're not bothering me. I knew you were to come. Michiru-san. »
« How do you know my name? »
« You bought a dress from me. »
« Oh yes… Sorry I'm confused. Can I buy the jacket right there? »
« Of course. It will be 30$. »
« It's cheap, such jackets are usually more expensive. »
« I'm the designer. It's not as though you were buying it in a specialized motorbike shop. »
« You usually only do evening gowns and wedding dresses, don't you? »
« That's right. But I wanted to do something different. And it seemed that I was right. »
« Who are you? »
« Meioh Setsuna. »
The woman wrapped the jacket and handed it to Michiru, who gave her the money. Then she left. There was something about that woman. She had already seen her somewhere… Her identity hit her only when she was on the way home… She was the third woman of her vision. Things were getting weird…
She was welcomed home by a very worried family and a mad girlfriend.
« Michiru what the hell were you thinking? You barely know how to drive! And you're wounded!!! » yelled Haruka.
« I'm still alive. »
« Kaioh Michiru you're in trouble young lady! » yelled her father.
« Sorry about that… I didn't really think of it… I'm sorry I made everyone worry. Can I go and get changed? »
They all glanced at each other, then Michiru's father nodded. Michiru went inside. She suddenly noticed her weird clothing… A long old-fashioned coat belonging to her mother, green gardening boots, and her pyjamas that were easy to see since the coat was open. She quickly climbed the stair, impatient to get changed. She was joined a minute later by Haruka, who seemed to have recovered her good mood. She was smiling.
« I can't believe you went out like that… I had difficulty not to laugh when you got out of your father's car. You're usually so fashionable. »
« Not fashionable. Well-dressed. » answered Michiru as she was picking a dress. She finally opted for a knee-long jean skirt, high-heels and a light blue top.
« Seriously Michi… Why did you left like that? I was worried. »
« An important mission I won't evoke. »
« No, this won't work. The 'well-dressed', respectful of the law, afraid of driving and serious Kaioh Michiru wouldn't drive away without a good reason. Something, or someone, very important must have made you do this… Don't tell me that after two days you're already cheating on me? »
« Of course not… » said Michiru, offended.
« So what? »
« I wanted something in town. Strawberries. »
« At this time of a year? Please, at least, build a convincing lie. »
« I went to the dress-maker who sold me the party dress to have it repaired. »
« And it couldn't wait next week? »
« No. I love this dress. »
« Ok, I drop the subject. »
« You'd better. » said Michiru, now dressed. She cupped Haruka's face and placed a kiss on her lips. Then she went to her bathroom to fix her hair.
« Oh… Haruka? I forgot to tell you to go to the Christmas tree. You missed something when you placed my present. Your eyesight is not improving. By the way, thank you very much, they are wonderful. I'll thank you properly later. »
Haruka left the room. She came back a minute later with the jacket in her hands. Michiru was in her art room, tiding things a bit, having a hard time to resist the desire to take a pencil.
« Michiru you shouldn't have… It's beautiful thanks. »
« I knew you'd like it. It was planned for long, you know. »
« Yeah that's why you had to go and get it at eleven in the morning, without getting dressed. »
« What makes you think I went to buy it this morning? »
« I can't see another reason. Sometimes you're a real mystery, but at times you can't lie, and you're as easy to read as an open book. I can't believe you did all that for me. You shouldn't have. If you had had an accident… »
« I didn't. And as I said I wasn't really thinking. I just felt so guilty I didn't thought about Christmas. »
« Well… I hadn't think about it either… I woke up earlier and drove to town to get you a present. I was lucky to find this shop open. It's a dress-maker shop, but there was jewellery exposed. Nothing else was open.
« Don't tell me it was the one near the bridge? »
« It was. »
« I can't believe it… It's so weird… »
« Yes, not so many shops are open on a December 25th. »
« It's not that… »
« So what? »
« Nothing… Just an impression. »
« Ok… »
Michiru was in one of her mysterious attitudes. Haruka could see she was not here with her, but in her world, thinking about things she couldn't imagine or guess. She embraced her and placed a kiss on her neck. She hated it when she went away like that, without her. Michiru seemed to come back to her. She felt relieved. She feared so much that one day she'd leave and never come back.
The two weeks that followed Christmas went on perfectly. Haruka drove Michiru to many places they both liked. They enjoyed each other presence as never before. The end of the holidays had come too quickly and it was painful to go back to school.
« What about dropping studies and just live together, you giving concerts and I racing? It would be so much fun. » said Haruka as they put their clothes in the dressing that night.
« No. »
« Why? »
« Cause you'll regret it if you don't graduate. »
« I never cared about school. »
« Really? I would have never guessed that. You're such a good student. »
« I don't know how. I never had to work hard. I just go in class and listen. »
« You're gifted then. »
« Who knows? Well… What I know is that you have only one year to spend here, and that I have two. And it's unfair cause I want to stay with you. If we both gave our full attention to our careers we could be free. »
« Really? Haruka you're so childish. It's not because you won't have a school timetable that you will be free. I thought you knew better what an artist life is! You have to obey a manager, you have to be wherever he wants you to be, anytime. You could find yourself touring in Europe and I in the USA! »
« I'm not talking about artists. I'm talking about racers. I told you I'd never touch a piano ever again. »
« Sorry… I didn't mean to say artist. But racers are the same! You will find yourself going where there will be a race. Our schedules will become incompatible and we won't able to see each other. At least while you're a student they can't force you to attend every races they want you to. »
« You're right… But the idea of spending a year without is… »
« I know. But my parents have been clear. They don't want me to do loose another year. This year is the greatest holiday of my life. I can't wait to begin my life as an artist. I want to record another CD, I want to give more concerts. »
« You're such a shining star. But this life will take you away from me. How much time before you meet a great musician, just like you, who will make your heart jump. »
« I already have someone like that. »
« I'm not a musician. »
« But you make my heart jump. »
« But… »
« I love you. It's not been long since we've began dating… But I kinda… I kinda feel… This gonna last, last a long time. »
Michiru came closer to Haruka. She passed an arm around her neck and placed a hand on her cheek. Then she kissed her.
« Why don't you tell what you exactly have in mind? » asked Haruka seriously.
« Tell it yourself if you think you guessed. »
« You wanted to say… that you fell that this… is gonna last… forever. »
« What's… your opinion? »
« I totally agree. This is the way I feel… But I didn't want to scare you away. »
« You're not. I want to be forever with you, Haruka. »
Haruka brought their lips together in a passionate kiss. Michiru began to move her hands, quickly undressing her lover whose hand began to rub her thigh. In no time, she unzipped the dress and Michiru found herself in underwear. She undid Haruka's belt and her jeans fell on the floor. Still kissing, Haruka slowly led Michiru outside the dressing, loosing the last part of her clothes on the way. They weren't doubtful. It had been hard to resist during the holidays, but it never seemed to be the good moment. Now they weren't even wondering anymore. They just couldn't resist each other and the overwhelming feeling of love and desire that had overwhelmed them.
« Can we make this an everyday thing? » asked Haruka in Michiru's ear, placing a kiss on her neck and holding her naked body close after what had seemed an eternity of love making.
« I was about to ask the same question. It feels so… good. »
« It is what sex is for. »
« I didn't mean it that way… »
« Thanks… »
« No I mean it was pleasant… More than that. But I meant it feels so good to have you so near, and entirely mine. It's something I never felt before. This physical warmth and closeness. I still feel your kisses everywhere, I still feel your touch and it feels like I won't be able to leave without it. »
« Sex-addicted. » said Haruka playfully.
« Haruka… »
« I'm joking, I see exactly what you mean. But we will have to separate physically at a moment or another. So I hope you won't die. »
« Of course not… But being next to you is better than anything. »
« Cool. At least I'm sure to have sex whenever I want. »
« Don't be so sure. I can play the torturer and refuse next time. »
« You think so? » said Haruka as she placed butterfly kisses on Michiru's neck and placed herself on top of her.
« I… I'm sure about it… » she said before letting herself leading by a blonde that seemed still in very good shape.