Finally, after everyone had agreed on the fact that no new enemies were threatening Earth, the meeting was officially over. As soon as Usagi had spoken the last goodbye, Michiru had already jumped up and left the temple. Haruka followed her, slowly, feeling the concerned looks of the inners burning into her back. During the whole meeting, the blonde hadn't spoken more than four words, and Michiru hadn't been really talkative either. As soon as the door had closed behind the couple, Makoto let out a heavy sigh. "Something is definitely not right." She then announced, earning nods from the others. "I'll go and talk to Haruka and Michiru." Ami suddenly spoke, and before anyone could reply, the blue haired genius had jumped to her feet and left the room – followed by Makoto, who was too worried about Haruka to just shrug it off.
When Ami and Makoto came walking out of the temple, they immediately spotted Haruka and Michiru, who stood next to Harukas car. Both girls heard what Michiru was saying, and both of them were shocked. "I'll walk. For today, I spent enough time near you." "You…you can take the car if you want." Haruka replied, much to Makotos and Amis surprise, holding the car keys out to the smaller woman. "Pass." Michiru replied coldly, turned around on her heels and walked away. Haruka just stood where her love had left her, looking after the leaving Michiru. Makoto slowly walked up to the blonde and spoke: "Haruka?" The blonde turned around, facing Makoto, and the pain and sadness in her teal eyes shocked the brunette. Although the tears that were shimmering in Harukas eyes shocked her even more. "Dear God, Haruka…what happened?" Haruka quickly wiped her eyes out and mumbled: "Nothing." "Come on." Ami walked over to Haruka and Makoto and looked at the tall blonde. "I can tell that something isn't right." "I said it's nothing!" Haruka snapped, causing both Makoto and Ami to flinch. But none of the two wanted to give up so fast. "Something happened to Michiru, right?" Makoto stated bluntly, earning a shocked look from Haruka. The shock on her face suddenly vanished; instead, her bottom lip started to quiver, and then a terrible noise emerged itself from her throat. When Ami and Makoto realized that this terrible sound actually was a sob, both of them fell silent. Harukas chest went up and down convulsive, and finally, tears ran down her cheeks. The blonde didn't want anyone to see her cry, and so she quickly turned her back on Ami and Makoto. The two Inners looked at each other, nodded, and Makoto stepped forward, placing a gentle hand on Harukas shoulder. "Haruka…if you want to talk…" "Please…just leave me alone." Haruka whispered, her voice shaking with tears. Makoto stayed where she was; instead of living, she gently squeezed Harukas shoulder. Slowly, hesitating, the blonde turned around, facing Makoto and Ami. She saw the sympathy and concern that shone from her eyes, and that broke down her defense. Letting out another heavy sob, Haruka allowed Makoto to pull her into a gentle, comforting hug. The brunette led Haruka over to a near bench and made her sit down, taking a seat next to her while Ami sat down on the other side of the blonde. "What happened?" Ami gentle asked. Haruka avoided eye contact with her and Makoto while she answered: "Michiru…was raped." "What?" Makoto cried out, shock in her eyes. Haruka nodded, but still didn't look up. "Yesterday night. She…she blames me now." Finally, the blonde looked up, facing Makoto, her eyes red from crying. "She said that she hates me." Were the last words Haruka managed to bring out before she broke down crying.
While Haruka had her talk with Ami and Makoto, Michiru walked home, deep in thought. In front of her inner eye, the terrible events of the last night repeated themselves over and over; she just couldn't stop them. Letting out a strangled sob, Michiru wiped her eyes out, the boardwalk in front of her becoming blurry. "Why?" she whispered to herself. "Why me? Oh God…" Deep inside, the aqua haired woman knew that it was wrong to blame Haruka and that she would break her heart if she didn't stop with her accusations, but every time she looked into her lover's eyes, the feeling of hate returned, and before she knew it, she had hurled another insult at Haruka. And then, Haruka would stammer some excuses before she would start to cry. All of a sudden, the yellow convertible sped past Michiru, causing her to jump. The license pate – Tenoh 1 – showed to whom the car belonged, and for one second Michiru wondered why Haruka didn't stop and ask her if she wanted to ride with her. Then she remembered what she had said and sighed. It was totally clear why Haruka didn't stop.