"Don't you have a million bathing suits already?"

Michiru turned to Haruka, gasping in shock. "A million? I wish! I have like four."

"Ten." Haruka crossed her arms under her chest and watched as her lover took out another bathing suit from the rack. This was the fourth store they had stopped at in the mall. Michiru had said that she needed a new bathing suit, and of course, she dragged Haruka to go shopping with her. The blonde agreed because she would see Michiru try on those bathing suits, but she had forgotten that Michiru wasn't going to be happy with just one.

"Ten?" Michiru asked, placing yet another suit back in the rack. "Are you sure?"

"Pretty sure," Haruka answered, moving away and heading out to another rack. She moved her hand over the suits and took out a two-piece yellow bikini. She showed it to Michiru, but she shook her head. "No?"

"I already have a yellow one."

Haruka chuckled and took another one out. It was strapless and dark purple. "How about this one?"

Michiru raised her gaze from the white full-body suit she was holding to look at the one Haruka showed her. "Ohh… that one's pretty."

Haruka smirked. "Is it? Do you want to try it on?" Her grin grew wider.

Michiru arched her eyebrow and walked over to her lover. "Hmm I think I know why you agreed to this."

Haruka shook her head. "I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Don't play with me." Michiru chuckled and grabbed the bathing suit from Haruka's hand.

"I am not. You need my critical eyes to know if it is a good fit. Beside—" Haruka moved closer to her lover and slipped her hand over Michiru's waist, her hand trailing soft circles under her blouse until her hand finally settled on her bottom. "I could say that I know your body better than you can."

Michiru arched her eyebrow. "Oh? You are feeling cocky today."

Haruka snickered and leaned over Michiru, slotting her lips with the violinist. The kiss was slow, teasing. Michiru groaned against her and almost let go of the suit she held to grab hold of Haruka, but the blonde pulled away before it could get more heated.

Michiru let out a ragged sigh before looking up at Haruka with hooded eyes. "Do you want me to try this on or not?"

"Yes?"

"Then you should stop doing that unless you want to get frisky in the fitting room."

It was Haruka's turn to arch an eyebrow. "I didn't know that was an option today."

"Do you want to get banned from coming to this store? The mall?"

Haruka laughed against her lip. "That could save us some money. It will stop you from coming here."

"Oh, Haruka, darling. There are more malls."

"Yes, love, but they are pretty far away. Far enough to make me lazy and not want to drive you there."

"I can drive."

"Not after you dented my car."

"Haruka, let me get this straight. Do you want to get banned or not?"

"Do you?"

"Don't test me."

"I am just asking a question, love. No need to get defensive."

Michiru took a deep breath and relaxed her shoulders. "I am not defensive."

Haruka nodded, the corner of her lips curving into a teasing smirk.

"Tenoh Haruka. I swear to God, if you keep teasing me I will drag you to the nearest fitting room and have us both kicked out of this place."

"Are you threatening me with a good time, Kaiou Michiru?"

Michiru looked at Haruka through her eyelashes and slowly dipped her chin to her chest. "Not a threat, darling. It is a promise."

Haruka took a step back and grabbed a random bathing suit, and showed it to Michiru. This one was a one-piece with a see-through layer over the chest area. Haruka tilted her head and turned her heated gaze back to Michiru. "This would look great on you."

Michiru finally detached her glare from Haruka to look at the swimming suit. It was indeed beautiful, and the layer over the chest would look amazing on her. She grabbed the suit from Haruka's hand and pivoted to the nearest fitting room. She could feel Haruka's heavy steps behind her as she followed her closely.

The store clerk smiled at them both and counted Michiru's clothing pieces before giving her a plastic with the number of the clothing items she had. The clerk then nervously turned to Haruka. "Are you going to try something on too?"

The blonde shook her head.

"Are you… going to enter the same room as her?"

Haruka nodded with a subtle smile.

"Oh… Umm."

Michiru opened her mouth to say something, but Haruka moved her hand.

"Don't worry. I just want to make sure that everything fits alright."

"It's just that—"

Michiru sighed in annoyance, grabbed Haruka's hand, and turned to the clerk. "It's fine. She is my cousin."