"What's your favorite color, Haruka?" Usagi asked, carefully considering several choices in front of her.
Haruka casually peeked over Usagi's shoulder to see which items she was considering. After a moment, she shrugged. "I'm not sure what it is today, sorry."
Usagi frowned when she realized she could not rely on Haruka for an easy decision. With a huff, she randomly selected one of the objects. Then, she paused and asked curiously, "You don't know?"
Haruka smiled, "I'll tell you later when I figure it out."
Later that night, Haruka lounged on the bed as she waited for Michiru to finish her nightly routine. The temptress shed that day's clothing and silently considered her sleepwear options while removing her matching, red lingerie. With a smile, Haruka rolled over to pick up her cellphone from the nightstand.
"Usagi? Yeah, I figured it out. My favorite color today is red."
Author's Note: Yeah, this piece isn't really themed on 'love,' but I had a hard time thinking of something for Haruka and Michiru.