Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon… I wish O had Ruka and Michi for myself. I would have them locked up in a room, video taping them doing the nasty and then writing about it… But I don't v.v oh well.
A/N: Thank you T&K for being awesome and editing this for me even though you hate me and stuff. I love you and you are sexy awesome and so is Taylor Swift...
She felt as if she wasn't going to be able to ever open her eyes. Earlier, she had felt the softness of a bed underneath her and she had let herself go entirely. If she lived, if she died; that wasn't a problem for her anymore. She just needed to rest, get her strength back and move forward.
Haruka moved her arms forward and pushed herself off from the ground she was laying on. She frowned at that. She had felt a bed seconds ago. She looked around her, studying her surroundings. Her eyes came to rest upon her own image on the tall and large ceiling mirror. She fixed her vest and her tie. She ran her fingers through her messy hair and nodded when she was pleased with the end result.
"You are looking sharp. I almost envy you."
Haruka quickly turned to search for the voice's creator. Her eyes widened when she saw her father sitting on a large sofa, legs crossed, reading a newspaper lazily. "Papa?" She felt her heart tighten under her chest.
Akihiko moved his equal green eyes to look at her. He smacked his lips, closed the newspaper, folded it and placed it on the table right beside the sofa. He patted his knees and stood up.
"Haruka."
She didn't know if she should run to him, hug him, kiss him, ask for forgiveness or just slap herself. She was definitely dreaming. She looked down at her shoes and moved them around as if thinking about her future actions and the emotions she was feeling before looking up again.
Her father was still standing there. She looked at the mirror again and came to the fact that she was in the town mansion. She rubbed her face and sighed loudly.
"What's going on?"
"Nothing." Akihiko simply answered before walking over to her. "Are you all right?"
"Am I?" She sighed when she felt his rough hands upon her cheeks. "Are you for real?"
Akihiko frowned.
"I think I am." He ran his fingers through her hair and pulled her in for a tight hug. "Welcome home…" Slowly, Haruka wrapped her arms around her father and hid her face on his shoulder as she hugged his tall form as strong as possible.
"You are real." Her father chuckled and snuggled her closer to him.
"I am." He whispered before pulling away and cupping her face. "You have grown to be a beautiful woman." He smiled "I hope you know I am proud of you, Haruka." Haruka closed her eyes tightly and shook her head, trying her best to hold her tears back.
"Thank you." She managed to say. "I really appreciate it."
"I am also proud of you."
Haruka heart stopped. She looked at her father face and knew by his wide smile and rosy cheeks who had spoken. She turned around and watched a young woman, wearing a simple white dress walk up to her, smiling from ear to ear.
"I am proud of what you have become. Never doubt that."
"Mother." Haruka closed her eyes tightly and covered her face with her hands imitating the actions of a small child.. She let out a strong sob before wiping her tears and looking upon the woman again. "Mother!" She ran to her, wrapped her arms around her waist, picked her up and spun her around before squeezing her the same way she did with her father. This was real, it was her, she had her scent, her smile her eyes. This was Ayame Teno'u and Haruka was holding her…
Ayame pulled apart grabbed her face and stared at her, studying her the same way Akihiko had done minutes ago.
"He told me you looked like him, I think he lies. You are gorgeous just like me." She nodded at her words and then laughed. Haruka gave out a half sniff, half laugh, her hands never leaving her mother's waist.
"Are you sure? I'm not technically a lady."
"You are gorgeous." Ayame said bringing Haruka down to kiss her forehead. "You have his height that's for sure." She giggled and hugged her tightly. "I'm supposed I should welcome you home…"
"You should." Haruka whispered, closing her eyes and burying her face in her mother's neck.
"I've missed you so much. I've cried so much…"
"I am all right and so is your father. Let it go." Ayame responded, bringing her daughter's hand to her face and kissing the wedding band upon her daughter's finger. "This is not your home. The town mansion is not your home." Haruka frowned.
"I went looking for your mother when… Well… You know." Akihiko sighed and walked over to the two women he adored more than himself. "I went looking for her in the meadow." He shook his head. "She wasn't there." He walked over to Ayame and held onto her hand tightly. "I looked here and there she was, waiting for me. Even though this place doesn't bring you good memories, this is where I and your mother fell in love, Haruka."
"Where is your home, Haruka?" Ayame buried her dark eyes with Haruka's dark green ones, questioning her. The blonde frowned.
"The meadow." She whispered. "The meadow is my home..." She scratched the back of her neck and scowled at herself. "But there is something missing." She sighed and looked down at her hands. The golden band shone brightly, reflecting the candle lights around them. "Michiru." She gasped and looked at her dear parents. "Michiru! My home is in the meadow with Michiru." Ayame smiled and gave her husband a nudge.
"That's why I told you not to welcome her home. This isn't her home. This is her parent's house." The short woman walked over to Haruka, grabbed her hands and gave them a firm squeeze. "You need to wake up. You need to go back. You need to be with her."
Haruka puckered her brow and looked down at her hands. "I'm dead?"
"Almost." Ayame whispered, her face turning soft. "You need to open your eyes now, look at her in the eyes, and speak to her. She needs you, and you will not leave her. Let us go, Haruka. We are fine. Take care of yourself and your wife."
"You approve?"
"Always." Akihiko smiled and patted her cheek softly. "Go."
"Wake up, Haruka" The blonde turned to her mother, taking in her beautiful features before nodding. "I mean it… Wake. Up" She heard various items being tossed around. She could also hear someone sobbing, rubbing her face, touching her cheek and moving her hair away from her face.
"Wake up." The woman sobbed and pressed her warm lips to her forehead. "For me, wake up." And she did. Haruka opened her eyes slowly, focusing her vision to the woman in front of her. Blue eyes brightened up when they came in contact with her green ones. Haruka groaned and let her eyes roam around the room before coming to rest on Michiru's eyes again.
"Michiru…" She forced out of her dried mouth.
"I'm here." MIchiru quickly said as she looked up and watched the young blue haired girl press alcohol pads to Haruka's back. "I'm here, stay awake, stay with me, please. You need to stay awake."
Haruka moved one of her hands gradually forward until she was able to cup Michiru's face."Water."
Without a second to spare, Michiru walked over to one of the tables inside the guest room, poured a glass of water and knelt back down beside Haruka.
"Try to hold your head up." Michiru said, cupping Haruka's chin and helping her take short sips. "We didn't get a doctor but we got his daughter. Her name is Amy she is cleaning up your wounds as we speak. Are you in pain? Do you need anything else?" She shook her head and blinked various time as she tried to clear her vision.
"Where…"
"We are at my mother's house, Haruka." Michiru whispered. "Do you want some more water?"
She shook her head.
"Keep talking to her. We don't want her to fall asleep again." Amy said as she gathered some clean gauze and pressed them tightly against the blonde's back. Haruka closed her eyes tightly and let out a pained grunt. She turned her neck and tried to push the young woman's hands away from her back. Michiru quickly grabbed her wrist and made the blonde face her.
"No. Haruka. Look at me. Haruka."
"It hurts."
"I know it hurts. Believe me. I know." She whispered, running her hands through her hair as she tried to calm the wounded woman. "Stay with me, don't close your eyes."
"I'm tired." Haruka managed to say before letting out a shriek. She gripped Michiru's right hand tightly, trying her best to control the pain. Michiru closed her eyes, she bit down her lip and suppressed a yell when the woman took hold of her injured hand.
Haruka felt the young woman tense up under her touch. She looked upon her blood covered hand and frowned deeply. She let out a sigh and looked up to find Michiru with her eyes closed, biting her lips and taking deep intakes of air.
"You are hurt, Michiru." The blonde said as she rubbed the injured forearm. "Tell the girl to heal you."
"You need to be healed first…"
"No… I…"
"Shh! Why do you always want to be the martyr, huh?" Haruka gave up and rested her head once back on the pillow.
"Don't go to sleep."
"I won't."
Amy looked at the two women interaction and puckered her brow. A still shirtless Toku coughed loudly enough to gather the young girl's attention. Amy turned to look at him and noticed he was holding a bowl of fresh water for her. She washed the blood off of her hands and went back to sew up Haruka's back.
"Are you her husband?" Amy asked, looking at Toku with the corner of her eyes.
"No." He answered coldly. Amy nodded and turned to look at Michiru again. She was giving Haruka feather kisses to her forehead, petting her arm and moving strands of blonde hair away from the face, whispering sweet words to the man-ish woman, trying to keep her awake.
"Then…"
"Listen, this is none of your business. Do your work and stay quiet." Toku said, placing the bowl of water on the floor. "Michiru, where is your mother."
"She must be downstairs." She said as she patted Haruka's cheeks a little too hard, making her stay awake.
"Michiru, stop it. If you think I am going to make love to you in this condition you are highly mistaken. This is no bullet wound." Amy's stitching needle almost fell out of her hand, Toku let out an embarrassed cough and Michiru slapped Haruka on the cheek a little too hard.
"Pervert. That's private."
"Sorry… I am delirious." Haruka jumped slightly when she felt the needle go into her back.
"Try to stay still miss. This will be the worst part.." Amy said as her eyes went from the woman's interaction to the injured back. She squinted her eyes and dug in the needle deep into Haruka's flesh before stopping all together. She breathed deeply and moved her hand to Toku.
"Look into my bag. Give me some tweezers." Toku frowned and tried to look over her shoulders to Haruka's back.
"Why?"
"Listen! You want me to do my job? Give me the tweezers. Now!" The rugged man turned around and knelt down on the floor, digging through the young woman's medical bag. As soon as he found the tweezers, Amy moved forward, snatched it from his hand and went back to Haruka's back. "I can't believe this. This is something out of the ordinary." She mumbled as she pressed her hand to Haruka's back and hovered the tweezer over a deep cut. "I've heard of the tortures, but they were looking to disfigure…Even kill her."
"What the hell are you mumbling about?" Toku was losing his patience.
"What is it, Amy?" Michiru asked as she lazily rubbed Haruka's cheek and neck.
"Take a deep breath, ma'am," Amy said directly to Haruka. The blonde closed her eyes tightly and took a deep breath. She felt the cold object go deep in her wound, poke something that made her twitch in pain and then pulled something out of her back. Haruka looked up at Michiru when she felt the object come out of her flesh. Michiru winced and looked away from Amy, who held the tweezers high, inspecting the object.
"Broken glass…" Toku whispered as he grabbed Amy's wrist and brought the tweezers close to his face. "They used a whip with broken glass attached to it!"
"Animals, I tell you. They are a bunch of animals." Michiru said as she covered her mouth, suppressing a gag. "How can they…"
"You answered that question just now, Michiru." Toku grunted and released Amy. He ran his hand through his black hair and shook his head in disbelief. "If I could just kill him, I would…"
"Toku…" Haruka began but her train of thought was interrupted when Amy continued sewing her up, now and then watching the cuts just in case she took out another piece of broken glass.
"Shut up." He groaned and looked at Michiru. "I still have to head to the country mansion. We need clothes, and…" He rubbed his face in realization and fear. "Nana, Alma, Eleanor." He turned around and slammed his fist angrily against the door. "The wolves… He will kill them if he sees them."
"He is probably staying at the town mansion…" Haruka mumbled. "Don't worry about Nana and the rest. They know how to handle themselves."
"And what if he is in the country mansion?" Haruka closed her mouth and looked up at Michiru.
"Then… I don't know."
"I can ask my mother to let them stay here."
"Wolves? In your house?" Toku snorted.
"I didn't like that, Toku."
"Well, get used to it, "lady" we have nothing! We are staying in a house that doesn't even belong to us!"
"You are screaming at me as if it's my fault!" He stopped and collected his thoughts before he said something hurtful.
"I am sorry, I…" He exhaled loudly and sat down beside the door. "I've never seen Haruka like this. And..." He covered his face with his dirty hands as he tried his best to control his emotions. How could he? The woman he loved was laying on a bed with a back full of cuts, bruises and even broken glass.
"We need to collect ourselves, Toku. We won't be able to do anything if we are this emotional. Haruka is alive. That's what's important right now and she is going to get better, as always… Right, Haruka?" Michiru said as she looked down at Haruka and let out an optimistic smile.
The blonde simply nodded as she felt the relief of another piece broken glass getting pulled out of her skin.
"I'm fine."
"The only think we are worried about right now is the blood loss. But luckily you are awake and alert. You are out of danger." Amy said turning to face Toku. "I need your help. I need her in a sitting position so I can wrap her torso."
"Up, up, Haruka." Michiru said, patting her arm. She stood up and gathered the weak woman in her arms. Toku soon joined them by helping Michiru and sitting Haruka on the edge of the bed.
The blonde's hands flew to Michiru's shoulder, she looked at those blue eyes she adored and let out a loud whimper.
"Stop!" Haruka yelled as she tried to go back to lay on her stomach or at least on her side. "Stop stop! Stop!"
"What's wrong?" Michiru asked as she helped her lean her body with hers. "What's wrong what happen?"
"My leg. My thigh it hurts" Haruka said as she looked down at the blood covered pant leg. "They got me there." Toku looked at Haruka's back side. He moved his hands to her pants and began to pull them down before exposing the long gash that went from the back of her knee up to almost her buttock in a diagonal line.
"Great." He muttered before looking at Amy. "Hurry up and wrap her torso and clean this too." Toku growled as he helped Haruka up to her feet. Amy quickly began to wrap Haruka's torso with gauze, making sure not to make it tight to avoid further discomfort. She kept quiet now at the time. She didn't want to admit that the wounds to the blonde's back were going to be permanent and that the scars might not fully disappear. She looked down now at the naked leg and knew that one might be the most difficult one to heal. If the cut touched the muscle, she will have problem walking in the future.
"Lay her down." She muttered as she also gave the worried Michiru a hand. She looked down at Haruka's leg and closed her eyes, shaking her head in disapproval. What was she supposed to do? Perform a miracle? She knew the people around her understood there was little she could do. It was all up to Haruka's own strength to pull through it.
"Lady Michiru…" Amy began as she saw Haruka struggling to keep her pained moans under control. Michiru looked up at her with pleading blue eyes. Her hands were holding Haruka's tightly as if impeding her from leaving her again like she did some minutes ago. She didn't have to talk, Amy understood her dilemma. Or did she? The young want-to-be doctor let out a frustrated sighed and nodded. She understood completely.
"I will do my best…"
She was staring at the top of the stairs for what it seemed to be an eternity for her. She didn't want to go into the room, scared that she might get in the way; But also because the reality hasn't settled in just yet.
Her daughter was back, there is doubt in her mind that she was happy about it but the information that came with her presence was a little too much to handle. Narumi now sat at one of her large living room sofas, hands on her lap, eyes blankly looking at the small table in front of her.
Her daughter was married to another woman….
She shook her head and covered her eyes with a lazy hand.
"What have I gotten myself into?" A she said this, she heard some slow steps heading her way. Quickly, she raised her gaze and saw her old maid walking towards her holding a small tray with what appeared to be milk. "Yui…"
"I think you should drink this to warm your belly. It seems this will be a long night, don't you think?" The old woman said, finally standing in front of the middle aged woman. "Here." She grabbed the glass and handed it to Narumi. "Drink up."
The accepted the offered glass and then patted the empty side of the sofa. The older woman gladly sat down and got comfortable.
"Am I a bad mother?" Narumi blurted out before taking a quick sip from the hot milk. "Sometimes the thoughts that go through my head makes me think that I truly am."
"Do you feel like a bad mother?" Narumi frowned, continuing to drink the milk. She looked at the end of the stairs as if waiting for someone to come forward.
True be told, she missed her daughter dearly. She was about to write to her to come and visit, to stay some days just to see how she was doing. She wanted to make sure that, unlike her, she had actually fallen for her husband, that she was living the life of a true princess. But all she dreamt of was a lie. Michiru was now the " wife" of a criminal.
Narumi sighed and gave the glass back to her maid. She stood up, patted her dress and slowly made her way back to the end of the stairs. She placed her hand on one of the pillars and looked upon the grand hall, waiting.
Yui looked over at her mistress. She let out a frustrated groan and stood up also.
"Lady Narumi." Michiru's mother frowned when she heard a door closing. She turned to her maid and made a hand gesture, signaling her to come closer.
"But, my Lady…"
"Shh."
Michiru descended the stairs with a cloth over her injured hand. Her gaze fell on her mother and then at her old maid. She let out a tired smile and waited for Amy to come out.
"Can you get me some clean water? I am going to take care of Lady Michiru's arm." Amy said, as she carefully went down the stairs holding the water base alongside Michiru.
"Sure thing!" Yui said, taking the base from Ami and leaving the three younger women alone at the steps of the stairs.
"How is she?" Narumi asked ushering both Ami and Michiru to the living room.
"Well, now it is up to her. She needs to pull through this on her own." Amy said taking out a small flask from her bag. "This is to numb the pain and…" She reached for a second flask and gave them both to Narumi. "This is to prevent infection. Give her a tablespoon of each mixed with some water every six hours. If she still is experiencing some pain you can give her a second tables spoon of the pain killer. She shouldn't drink more than ten tablespoons because she might get a stomach ache."
Michiru looked at her mother and noticed how she studied the small bottles in her hands before giving a reassuring nod.
"When will she be able to get the bandages and the stitches removed?"
"I will come by in ten days and take them off. No need to worry. She needs just lots and lots of rest. Give her some red wine every once in a while, that will help her with the blood loss." Michiru turned around to find Yui holding a smaller water filled bowl.
"Thanks." Michiru whispered, taking the bowl and sitting down on the large sofa next to Amy. She set the bowl on the table in front of them and pulled back her long sleeve revealing her injury to the young want-to-be doctor.
"So, she is going to be fine?" Narumi asked but squinted when she noticed the severity of Michiru's injury. She had an open wound in the palm of her hand that went along side the forearm almost reaching the elbow. She must've really stopped the whip like she said. That was the only explanation to the wound.
"She will be fine as long as she doesn't get a fever. If she does get one that means that she caught an infection and you must get me or my father as quickly as you can." Amy said as she got out some clean gauzes and drenched them in alcohol. "Deep breath, Lady Michiru."
Michiru looked away from her arm and closed her eyes tightly, inhaling loudly. It felt like her arm had caught fire. She exhaled and tried to catch her breath quickly. Narumi placed the bottles on the table and ran to her daughter's side. She pressed Michiru's face to her stomach as if shielding her from the pain she was now experiencing.
"You can do it, Michi. Stay strong."
"It hurts more than the whip itself!"
"I know and I am sorry." Amy said, looking over the wound, making sure that she didn't have any broken glass like Haruka did. "Yours is not that bad."
"Obviously…" Michiru mumbled as she turned her head away from her mother's stomach and looked over at her arm.
"Of course." Amy then proceeded to clean her wound with the water Yui had brought for them.
"Is she sleeping right now?" Narumi asked, nonchalantly stroking Michiru's hair.
"Toku stayed with her. She is between consciousness and sleep. He is keeping her awake and talking to her just in case we lose her." Michiru sighed and moved a strand of hair away from her face. "He told me he needs to head back to the country mansion to get some supplies… And some maids."
"What happened, really?" Narumi asked as tilted Michiru's face up. "With you and Haruka…"
Amy pretended not to listen to them as she wrapped Michiru's arm up slowly. The violinist knew that she was listening. She didn't answer her mother right away and simply clenched her fist every once in a while to get her arm to get used to the wraps.
"How are you going to play?"
Michiru shook her head at her mother and then shrugged. "It will have to wait. I haven't played that much since I got married…"
"No inspiration?"
"No. I just have my mind in other things." She looked up at Amy and noticed how the young girl
gathered her stuff and put them inside her bag.
"If you experience some discomfort you can drink the pain killer that is for your…"
"Wife." Michiru responded and Amy nodded.
"Yes. Your wife." She cleared her throat and stood up. "It was a pleasure to meet you. If you need anything just let me know."
"We will. Thank you so much and sorry we were such a bother." Narumi said, calling to Yui afterward, asking her to accompany Amy back to her house. "It was a pleasure to meet you once again." Amy shook her head as she stepped outside of the large door.
"There's no need for that, really. It was a pleasure. I can get home by myself."
"You sure? It's already late in the evening…" Amy smiled and bowed her head.
"Hope she gets better soon. I will be back in ten days." And saying, that she walked down the stairs and headed out. .
As soon as the door closed both Michiru and Narumi exhaled loudly and turned to face one another. Michiru looked down at her arm and then up to her mother before turning away from her.
"Michiru." Michiru closed her eyes and prayed her mother would change the subject altogether.
"What happened? I want the truth."
"What now?" He asked, ignoring the cold underneath him and the fact that he was sitting half naked on the floor right beside Haruka. "We can't stay here forever. We need to think of something fast, Haruka."
The blonde didn't answer. What if she told him she had everything figured out? She slowly covered her head with the pillow that laid next to her.
"We need to sneak in, get some clothes, the wolves, Nana… The girls."
"Your girls…" Haruka mumbled from beneath the pillow.
"Alma and Eleanor…" Toku rubbed his face in frustration. "If that bastard even dares to touch one of them…"
"Nothing will happen, Toku."
"You are pretty sure of it, aren't you? In fact, you are extremely calm about the fact that you just have nothing right now."
"I have you and Michiru and some blood in my veins and I think I can breathe properly. That's all I need right now."
"What are you planning?"
"I am not planning anything."
"You lying piece of shit. Of course you are planning something and I want you to tell me right now." Toku said, getting dangerously close to Haruka.
"You might not like what you might hear, Toku."
"Test me…" Haruka took a deep breath and pulled the pillow away from her face before coming in contact with Toku's dark eyes. "Promise you won't yell…"
"I won't…"
"I've made some arrangements with my cousin…" Haruka began.
"What type of arrangements?"
Narumi stared at her daughter intently as she heard her last words escape her mouth. She tilted her head to the side in disbelief and shook her head.
"The Teno'u tragedy was a lie?" She ran her fingers through her hair and sat down beside Michiru.
"Technically, no. Haruka's mother died, but…"
"Haruka was an only child. So, that means there is an empty casket in the cemetery."
"Haruka's father wanted her to give everything and the only way possible was if she pretended to be a man." Michiru touched her bandaged arm and concentrated on her words. "So, Haruka played along all these years. The men involved in her mother's murder were Kauzo's servants. I guess they were promised money or something."
"That is the only explanation." Narumi added.
"Kauzo got to know about Haruka's true gender and here we are."
"This is too overwhelming, Michiru. How could you handle all this?" Michiru chuckled.
"I have a tough skin." She giggled and leaned to her side until her head was resting on her mother's shoulder. "I am sorry I got you involved in all this."
"I don't mind." Narumi said, kissing Michiru's head. " I will help you in any way I can. You can stay here for as long as you like."
"Thank you, mother." Michiru said.
"WHAT! A DUEL!" The sound of an earth shattering scream interrupted both Michiru and Narumi's quiet moment. Both women jumped to their feet and ran up to the stairs.
"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?"
Michiru pushed the door open followed by a terrified Narumi. They both stopped moving all together when they noticed the still shirtless Toku standing beside the bed, hovering over the injured blonde.
"Did they whip you brain too, Haruka!"
"You promised not to yell, Toku."
"Shut up! Shut up! You are out of your mind."
"I am tired I want to rest, you should leave and shut up."
"What's going on?" Michiru said trying to over power Toku's voice. "Why are you two fighting?"
"He is fighting; I am trying to get some rest." Haruka said as she covered her head with the pillow once again.
"What happened?" Michiru said now redirecting her question to Toku.
"Don't ask me. Ask your wife. She is in a better position to tell you than I am." Toku mumbled as he walked passed both women and made his way out of the room. Narumi looked at Michiru and then at Haruka.
"Talk to her. I am going after him." She said, pushing Michiru closer to Haruka and closing the door after she left. She went after Toku and found him staring at the stairs that lead to the living room. She rubbed her hands together thinking her words over. She didn't want the altered man to scream at her.
"Horigome."
"What?" He answered annoyed.
"Come with me. I think I have some clothes that might fit you." Toku scratched the back of his neck and followed Narumi to the other side of the house where another set of rooms where.
The older woman forcefully opened a door and squinted her eyes as she look through the dark room.
"My husband was a bit on the hefty side." She pushed the door open for Toku. "I am sure some of his clothes might fit you. I don't want you walking around my house half naked. You might give poor Yui a heart attack." Toku frowned and crossed his arms.
"Sorry."
"It's okay, you don't need to say you are sorry." She said before walking over to a large chest. She opened it and looked inside for a while before pulling out a dark blue button shirt. "Here. Try it on." Toku grabbed the shirt and quickly pulled it over his arms, buttoning it up and tugging it inside his pants.
"Fits alright."
"I don't know what to give to Haruka. I guess she could wear these clothes."
"I need a horse." Toku said, turning to face Michiru's mother.
"I need to wash them if you… Wait, what? A horse?"
"I need to head to the country mansion and alert the maids and servants. I need to get some supplies; some clothes for Haruka. I need to hide the wolves. I need to get back."
"But, I have a horse but…"
"That's all I need." Toku mutter walking out of the room.
"Don't you think you should talk this over with Haruka?"
"She is no state to be making decisions. Michiru can take care of her and I am sure you can help her with anything she needs." Narumi sighed and rubbed her forehead before shrugging.
"Be careful."
"I will. Where is the horse?"
"It's in our backyard. Are you sure this is the best thing to do? What if Haruka's cousin is there? What if he gets you? It will destroy Haruka if you are hurt."
"Lady Narumi. I know that mansion like the back of my hand. I know how to get around just fine. I will be in and out in no time."
"Should we wait for you? It's almost dawn…"
"Don't wait for me. I will manage on my own." Saying this, he turned away and made his way down stairs.
Narumi stared now at the dark room where she had been some minutes ago and decided whether not she should take out the chest and wash the clothes just in case Haruka needed some. She let out a tired yawn. It was late, rather, early in the morning and she should get some rest. She nodded at that and closed the door behind her, heading to her bedroom.
"What were you talking about with Toku?"
"Can I get some rest please?" Haruka mumbled underneath the pillow.
"Do you want to talk about it later?" Silence was her answer. Michiru frowned and slowly made her way to the other side of the bed. "Fine." She sat down beside the injured blonde and laid down beside her. "I will be here just in case you get a fever. If you are in pain let me know. Amy left some medicine for you and me." Haruka slowly pushed her body up in order to turn around and look at Michriu. "You are really going to stay here?"
"Yep."
"What about your mother?"
"She is all right with everything."
"Are you sure, Michiru?"
"Positive." Michiru said, covering her eyes with her healthy arm. "Rest. God knows you need it more than me." Haruka sighed and moved closer to Michiru. Slowly, she moved the hair away from Michiru's shoulder and rested her face there. "I will tell you everything tomorrow. I promise." Michiru nodded at Haruka's words.
"We have all the time we need. Just get better for me and don't leave me in your sleep."
"I won't. I definitely won't."