Hi guys. Im back. Here's my lates update. I'm trying to recover my files for STAY and ill post them all up if I do, so thanks for all the reviews and TC. Cheers!
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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE LEAVING?!?!" Seiya paced the room with so much anger and confusion. "WHEN?!" He added to his already rage fueled queries.
"Calm down will you? I meant I'm leaving to pursue a dream. Tomorrow." Haruka continued packing her belongings much to Seiya's dismay. He went to the blonde's luggage and started unpacking her things and throwing them in every other direction in a fit of desperation.
"You can't leave me here! I am used to being in your shadow! Your shadow is actually a nice place to be in!" The black haired boy pleaded.
"Seiya, look. Its a chance for me to be productive. Michiru has been my life these past couple of years, this is my escape route. This is a sign!" The blonde explained. Seiya just furrowed his eyebrows deeper.
"Yeah, a dollar sign! You don't need money!" This time, the boy went to Haruka's side and gave her an awkward hug, with both his hands wrapped tightly around the blonde. "You're fucking rich, you don't need to work!" Haruka wiggled out of the embrace before she faced the troubled Seiya. Putting both her hands in his arms.
"Let's make a deal. I leave you in charge of my estate, my cars, my other properties here in Japan and in return, you make me feel guilt-free about driving faster than Paris Hilton's relationship span. How's that sound?"
"Uhm... sounds agreeable. Depressive but agreeable. So, I get to be in charge of everything?" He asked with that twinkle in his eye.
"Everything." Haruka repeated.
It was no sooner than that when Seiya started helping Haruka out with packing.
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"Holy shit!" Setsuna almost choked upon reading the text message she recieved. The person opposite her frowned in askance.
"Anything wrong?" Michiru's blue eyes turned a darker shade.
"I uhm... Seiya just texted me. He said, Haruka's leaving." Michiru's eyes widened at the news but she still kept her composure.
"Oh, she's going to be on vacation somewhere?" She continued eating her raviolli's, not even glancing at her friend.
"No. Seiya said, Haruka's going to Europe to race. Not sure what that means but, thats all he said." Setsuna looked deeper into Michiru's reactions, even if the aqua haired beauty was affected, she was determined to not to let it show. Setsuna knows this.
"Oh... Good for her." Michiru sat quietly as she finished her dinner. Setsuna never said a word.
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48 hours before
Michiru walked out of Haruka's birthday celebration and Haruka's life. She immediately fished out her cell phone dialing her manager's digits.
"Kiba-san! What do we do? We have to what? Fine. Fine. I'll date him. Yes. Do some damage control!"
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In the paper today
-A few hours after that Michiru Kaioh was seen partying and getting cosy with pianist Naru Shinobu. Both were confidently battling rumors that Michiru was involved with a younger student from elite school Mugen Gakuen. It seems that those rumors were a total fallacy. Michiru-san and Naru-kun looked head over heels in love with each other.-
Haruka let go of the paper as soon as she read the last 9 words. She was glad she had a new goal. It hurt her but at least now she can move forward. With a last glance at her house and a hug from a teary-eyed Seiya, she went outside to find a Red Ferrarri waiting for her.
"You're late Micheal." Haruka said before discarding herself of her luggage. Micheal closed the trunk with a smile on his face.
"I'm never late. We won't be late." He said confidently.
"Cheeky. How so?" The blonde asked.
"Because you're driving." He flashed the keys in front Haruka with a knowing smile on his face. Haruka, of course, accepted.
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Seiya arrived at Setsuna's condo with eyes puffed and swelling. Setsuna embraced her boy toy to comfort him. Seiya's shoulders shook as he tried to speak with quivering lips.
"She... she's gone Sets." She continued bawling his heart out in front of Setsuna.
"Oh hush, its not like she's dead." Setsuna continued to comfort the boy.
"I know. But I'm gonna miss her." Seiya buried his head in between Setsuna's breasts, enjoying the "comfort" it brings.
"Think about it this way, without Haruka, we actually have more time and more venue to play." Setsuna whispered in her smooth velvet voice, which made Seiya's ear tingle.
Seiya immediately rose from his stupor and kissed Setsuna fully on the mouth, their tongues intertwining, his hands unclothing the the toned tan body body he loves so much.
Michiru was just in her room, slightly evesdropping on the conversation that mainly consisted of Haruka. She only peeled off her ears from the door when she heard moaning from both of them. She lazily brought herself to the edge of her bead. She remembered a smiling Haruka, sitting at the edge of her bed while she complains about violin practice and incompetent pianists. It was uncalled for, all the flash backs.
"You know... they say if you love someone, you will do everything for them. Even if you have to let them go. I will do everything. Michiru." A memory of a promise. A memory of a kiss.
"You're not fat! Are you kidding me? And even if you are, you would be a hot fat lady." Kisses, jests and pokes in the rib. Michiru laughed at the memory. What she has are merely bitter-sweet memories. Ones she hopes she would not have to hold on to for so long.
"... this is the last time you do this to me Michiru. The last time." And the last memory she had of them. She was not even able to say goodbye. It was then she realised it was too late.
She didn't even say goodbye. She felt hot streaks of tears fall down her face. She reached for them. Wiped them out of her face, but her pain was limitless and so were her tears.
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2 days later
The pair arrived at some european hip spot, the blonde confused and a little bit distraught due to jet-lag and crazy blinking lights and lasers.
"Where are we?" Haruka asked.
"Relax. This is your welcome party." Micheal proudly showed her off before going up stage and grabbing the microphone.
He motioned for Haruka to go up the stage with him but the blonde didn't budge.
"Oh come on! Don't be shy! This is for you!" Micheal laughed together with crowd who continued cheering her on. So she hesitantly obliged.
"This is Haruka Tenoh, and she is gonna be a star, and I, Micheal Schumacher, Im going to be richer!" Haruka laughed at her introduction.
A few hours of socialising and networking, Haruka found a quiet spot. She grabbed a glass of champagne and just allowed herself to be unnoticed.
"You don't like the lime-light do you?" A girl behind Haruka asked. Haruka turned around to look at her, she noticed this girl has jet-black hair, it was a modern-mullet, the type of hair-style sported by those gothic teenagers. She had black eyeliner and a very thick mascara.
"Not fond of it but its alright." Haruka tried to sort out the girl's observation.
"Well... Im not too fond of this party now. Im kinda tired. Do you want to go to my place?" Haruka smiled, she knew where this was going.
"What's your name?" Haruka asked.
"Names aren't important. So? What do you say?" The girl pressedher body closer to Haruka's, not really waiting for an answer. She pulled Haruka's tie and dragged her towards the parking lot.
"Hey-hmmmff!" Haruka founf herself being devoured by this gothic beauty whose name she didn't know.
"Drive." The girl just threw the key at the blonde.
"Racer and driver are two different things ok?" Haruka tried to laugh it off, but found it hard to reason out when she felt the girls hand idly playing with her chest. "Drive. Right."
Haruka drove as fast as she can to the girl's apartment. It was hard trying to listen to instructions when the girl opposite her was touching her in all the right places. They were stumbling towards the room with their lips locked on each other. A few moans escaped their tight lip lock. They managed to hastily rid each other of clothes and the rest belongs to the night.
Haruka woke up next morning to the smell of coffee. She followed the direction of the aroma. And saw the unnamed girl wearing her shirt from last night while brewing coffee. Haruka embraced her from behind but the girl twitched at the contact.
"Uhm... anything wrong?" Haruka asked. The girl smiled uncomfortably at the blonde.
"Uhm... I hope you didn't get any impressions last night." Haruka cocked one eyebrow, curious about what the girl meant.
"Impressions about what?" The blonde pressed further.
"Look, I just wanted sex. I don't do relationships." The black haired girl said in defense. Haruka just laughed.
"Well, good. Im Haruka Tenoh by the way." Haruka extended her hand. The girl accepted.
"I guess you want your shirt back." She looked down at her unbuttoned shirt, which clearly revealed more than she intended to.
"Nah. Maybe later." Haruka pulled her down for a kiss before proceding with last night's activities.
A few hours later Haruka went out of the girl's apartment. Surprised to see her employer patiently waiting for her there.
"H-how did you know I was here?" Haruka asked.
"That's the resident choosey slut's house. I saw her with you. Its not that hard to figure out you know. So welcome to the world of speed, not the drug, fame and women. You are a step closer to the lifestyle." Micheal winked at her before opening the door to his car.
"Looks like I'm gonna love it here, Micheal. I'm starting to enjoy life." That was the last thing she said before she left the old Haruka behind. She entered the car as a different person.
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Don't hate me because Haruka's turning into... well... a playgirl. Haha. Thanks for reading and please don't hesitate to review me. No flamers please. It helps me get inspired to write/update faste - so just review away!