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When she woke up the next morning, she was laying on a really nice, warm bed, and she didn't really feel like getting up yet.
There was a sweet shampoo smell reaching her nose, and a steady breathing softly caressing her neck. A warm, naked body was pressed against her own, head resting on her breasts, arms wrapped around her waist, legs tangled together.
And she wondered why she didn't leave right after her business was all done. Like she always did. No questions asked, no ridiculous interviews about her life, no false promises she couldn't keep.
And she didn't want to keep them either. She didn't want anything serious. Specially not with some random girl she had picked up at a bar.
But then she felt the definitive feeling of her sleeping pants caressing her skin, and she remembered she was, actually, dressed. And that the naked girl pressed against her was not some random girl she had picked up at a bar.
And, the important part, they had most definitively not have sex last night.
She felt the girl cuddling even closer to her, one hand going up to gently cup her breast, one leg between her own, brushing against her. And she panicked, opening her eyes all of a sudden and looking at the sleeping girl.
This is not good, she said to herself.
Michiru lifted her face a little, just enough to nuzzled against the blonde's neck, but still pretty much asleep. Her leg pressing a little harder against the blonde.
"Oh boy!" Haruka exclaimed, getting herself away from the girl, and falling down to the floor, hard on her behind "Crap!" she yelled out in pain.
Michiru woke up at the sudden yell, blinking away at the strange room she was in, and looking at a blonde head near the edge of the bed.
And the blurry memories from the night before came running to her mind, so she covered herself with the sheets, and went to the edge of the bed, looking down at the tall woman still laying on the floor.
"Are you alright?" she asked "I didn't push you or anything, did I?"
"No" she answered, groaning "Damn! That hurt!"
The door flung open suddenly, and both girls looked up to see Mamoru standing there, holding a glass of water and looking back at his sister still sitting naked on his bed, and at his friend laying on the floor right next to the bed.
He smiled, amused.
"Everything alright?" he asked at the tall blonde.
She sat up, and glared at him.
"Hey, don't look at me like that, I was just asking"
"Are you hurt?" Michiru asked, ignoring her brother, and looking back at the tall woman.
"Yes, I'm fine" she finally said "I just fell, that's all"
"How are you feeling?" Mamoru asked his sister.
"Like a train loaded with a million elephants ran over me last night?" she answered, massaging her forehead.
"I thought so. These are for you" he said, handing her a glass of water and two pain killers. She gladly took it "Now, everyone's starting to wake up. So you better hurry up and go to your room" he told her, and then he turned to his friend "You too"
Haruka didn't need for him to tell her a second time. She got up in one fast motion, and walked right out of the room without even looking back.
"Wow, she's fast" Michiru commented, after the blonde.
"Yeah, she is" Mamoru agreed "And she's not really a morning person, so..."
"Sorry about last night" she apologized "I really shouldn't have..."
"Hey, it's alright" he interrupted her "Just don't make so much noise next time. You were lucky mom wasn't the one finding you"
"Oh God!" she groaned, hiding her face in her hands.
She had a terrible headache, she was naked in her brother's bedroom, and she had practically raped her brother's girlfriend! Ok, so she was really drunk last night, but still!
How was she going to face her ever again?
She needed to talk to her. And tell her what? Sorry I ravished you last night, but I was drunk and you're hot? Yeah, right, that would work... She was so incredibly embarrassed!
Two hours later, she was sitting on the table, her mother at one end, her father at the other, having breakfast in a perfect and happy silence. And she was actually incredibly thankful for that one.
She still had a headache, and she really didn't want any questions coming her way, asking where exactly had she disappeared into last night. Because, really, how was she suppose to explain that?
The dinner room door opening got her attention, and she looked up from her french toast. She saw her brother entering the room, dressed on some casual black pants and a simple but still somewhat elegant dark green shirt. And right behind him, Haruka entered the room too, and Michiru gulped.
Dear God, I can't believe I'm still horny! she thought to herself, staring at her.
The tall blonde woman was wearing a white, tight shirt, unbutton at the top and showing off some skin there, and a tight, knee length, black skirt, hugging her waist, and marking her every curve. White low heeled sandals on her feet.
"Oh, Haruka!" her mother called out to her, getting up from the table and going to hug the tall blonde woman "What a pleasure to see you again! I trust you slept well?"
Haruka smiled at the woman. Sure, I slept on your son's bed, and your daughter tried to rape me! she told herself.
But out loud she said, with the sweetest tone of voice she could make "Yes, of course. I slept like a sweet little baby"
The new couple sat down around the table, right in front of the young aquamarine haired girl, and started having their breakfast.
And Michiru thought she never envied her brother so much, like she was did right now.
"So, tell us, Haruka, what do you do for a living?" Mr. Kaioh asked.
"Dad, please!" Michiru exclaimed "Don't scare her off!"
"I'm not scaring her off, I'm making a perfectly reasonable question" he said.
"It's ok" Haruka said, looking at the younger woman, and then turning back to Mr. Kaioh "I'm a musician" she answered.
It wasn't a lie. Not the entire truth either, but at least she wasn't lying! And it's not like she could say she was a car racer –she had a feeling they wouldn't quite like that one-, so musician it was.
Mamoru looked at her, quite surprised, but he disguised it quickly, before anyone else but his tall blonde friend could noticed.
And Haruka smiled at him, winking. Oh yeah, you're not the only one with little secrets here, buddy, she thought to herself.
"Oh really?" Mrs. Kaioh asked, excited "What instrument do you play?"
"The piano" she answered, easily "I've been playing it since I was six"
"Oh, we have one on the other room!" Mrs. Kaioh said again "Would you play something for me tonight? I would love to hear you play!"
"Mom, please, she doesn't have to..." Mamoru started saying. But Haruka put a hand on his, and smiled.
"I would be honored" she simply answered. And she had to keep herself from laughing her heart out at Mamoru's expression.
"Excellent, it's settled then!" Mrs. Kaioh exclaimed, clapping her hands "Now, tell me, what does your family do for a living? I mean, you seem like a nice, decent girl, but I can't let my son date just anyone..."
"Mom!" Mamoru exclaimed, interrupting her.
"I'm sorry, son, but I made the horrible mistake of sending you to that public school with all that... common, low people, and you have never brought someone home before" Mrs. Kaioh explained, with a serious expression on her face "So I have to make absolutely sure you're not getting any disease or anything..."
"Mom, for God's sake!" Mamoru exclaimed again.
Haruka just blushed. Was this woman insulting her? Ok, so she wasn't exactly decent, she would give her that much, but she wasn't street trash either!
"What?" his mother asked "What is so wrong with me taking care of you?"
"You're going a little over board here, mom" Michiru told her, blushing herself over her mother's words.
"No, I'm not" Mrs. Kaioh said "I'm just making sure my son's not making a mistake here. I mean, what if you get her pregnant before you even marry her?"
Haruka chocked at that one, but Mrs. Kaioh didn't seem to notice.
"And why aren't you married yet? You're twenty years old, Mamoru, you should be married and giving me grandchildren by now!"
Mamoru stood up "Enough!" he yelled "I'm going to show her around the house, and you're going to calm yourself and behave, and start treating my girlfriend with some respect!" he said "And treat me with some respect, damn it!"
And with that, he grabbed Haruka's hand, and dragged her out of the dinner room with him.