OMG! We are nearly finished! I've decided to change it to chapter fifteen because my ideas are running thin at the moment. It's only two less chapters to what I had planned. Don't hate me. I've been real busy; besides, I have another story to post. It won't be a Sailor Moon one because I want to put distance between each fiction I write. I will write another Sailor Moon story, maybe another Haruka and Michiru one…hmm that I do not know yet. But anyways, this is really short because I was meant to be doing 'homework' :cough cough: and yeah. In my opinion, it is homework. It was a little late than plan, got side tracked when I did get on the computer, :looks at new fanfic and grins: woops. Ok, here it is! Enjoy all!

What is Love? A Haruka Story

Chapter Thirteen, Part Four (Michael's POV)

Haruka, we need to talk

Jarred was so quiet through the plane trip, I wanted to rip out my hair. I didn't like it when Jarred refused to speak, but I knew why. He and Haruka had a disagreement just before she left, and now he had to come and see her again. I bit my lip, walking along side him as he stared down at the map, looking for Michiru's apartment. The three of us, Haruka, Jarred and I, had been so close for so long, it felt weird that the two were fighting.

"Do you want me to ask for directions to the place?" I asked, knowing the reply immediately.

"No, I can find it," he reassured. Why couldn't he just say he was lost.

I sighed, breathing in the air. "We are lost, I'm not that stupid," I muttered to myself. "But nooo, he has to act cool," I couldn't stop the grin appearing on my face. Ok, it was true; it was apart of a man's nature not to ask for directions, so I could understand why Jarred refused my offer. After all, I wouldn't have asked for directions if I were in Jarred's shoes. I guess we are just too male for that.

"Damn it!" I heard him curse. I couldn't stop the second sigh.

"Maybe it's best that I g-"

"Jarred? Michael?"

We spun around to the man watching us. He was holding a bag that was filled with food. "Jackson," Jarred greeted the man.

"Why are you here?" Jackson asked, approaching them.

"We are looking for Haruka," I replied kindly.

"Why?"

"Do we need a reason?" Jarred asked, annoyed.

"Well, yeah. If you want to see Haruka, be warned," Jackson grinned. "A nasty sight will appear the minute you walk through the door. Trust me, I know from first hand experience."

"What does that mean," I pondered, basically to myself rather than Jackson.

Jackson chuckled and walked past us. "Haruka's in loooove,"

I watched the blood drain from Jarreds face.

(Haruka's POV)

"You're sexy, you know that," I said to Michiru who was getting dressed. Ok, nothing happened...much. So what, we began to make out on the couch, but we got no where fast. We were only down to one layer of clothing before Michiru freaked out and I realised that she didn't want Jackson walking in on us. She said the bed was for sex, not the couch, were Jackson liked to lounged.

"Thank you," she laughed, looking at me as I laid on the couch, still in the tank top and underpants. "You better get dressed before Jackson walks in and gives us another lecture."

I shrugged. "So what if he walks in, he know he wants to watch," I laughed at Michiru's face. "I'm kidding, sweetheart."

"I didn't say anything," she replied, pulling her shirt over her head and stood up.

"Planning on walking around in the underpants, now are we?" I asked when she walked off to the kitchen, her pants still lying on the floor.

"So?" she inquired. "Jackson doesn't mind that. It's just the fact that if he saw us making out on the couch, he'll lecture us again. Like he did yesterday morning after you decided to passionately kiss me," Michiru smiled at me, before disappearing into the kitchen.

"Hmm, interesting." I pondered and flinched at the sound of the keys turning in the door. "Speaking of the devil," I said, looking over the armrest of the couch. "Your back home with…" my voice trialed off when Jackson walked in, two men with him. "Jarred? Michael?"

"Hi Haruka!" Michael said, a grin on his face.

Jarred didn't say anything, his face set coldly. I guess he still wasn't happy with me.

Jackson narrowed his eyes at me, then looked to the kitchen the minute Michiru appeared, a glass of water in her hands. "Did I miss something?" he asked, watching us carefully.

"Nothing much," I replied, standing up and turning to them. "Why are you two here?"

"It's about William," Michael said, his cheerful face dropping into a sadder one. "He's leaving the Black Lightening for good. We came to tell you something else though."

"What?"

"Mum and Dad are moving far away, Ruka," Jarred finally spoke, looking at me coldly. "Going for good."

I swore that the look Jarred was giving me was accusing me. If he was, I swear would kick his ass later. "And…?" I said slowly.

"Haruka, he wants you to come home," Michael said. "He wants…you…back."

There was something really wrong. Really wrong…

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Told ya it would be short. I couldn't really think straight and as I said I was meant to be doing homework when I wrote this. And yes, Michiru and Haruka were making out. I didn't write the actual making out scene because I didn't know how. I would have tried, but it would of lead to smut…and yeah…I wasn't planning on putting smut in this, haha. But anyways, hoped you enjoyed, and I will type the next two ASAP! I promise!!

Ja Ne!