Chapter 9: Pregnancy
Finally, after two more weeks, Haruka was released from the hospital. She had almost fully recovered from the accident; the only permanent damage she had gained was a number of scars on her upper body, where splinters of the front shield had dug themselves into her flesh. Michiru of course picked her up the day she was allowed to leave; when Haruka came walking down the stairs, her eyes nearly fell out. "My car!" the blonde yelped, happiness in her voice. Michiru smiled at her and held the car keys out. "I had it repaired after my first visit in the hospital." She informed her lover, who beamed and snatched the keys from her. Pushing a little button on the key, the doors unlocked with a small beeping sound, and Haruka let out a sigh of happiness when she got into the car. Michiru climbed in, taking the passenger's seat, and Haruka started the car after both women had put their seatbelts on. (A/N: Remember, kiddies, always wear your seatbelt. Mine saved my life about a month ago, it kept me from flying straight through the window of my roadster.) The blonde stepped on the gas pedal immediately, speeding off towards home.
"Ooooh crap…" Michiru moaned, lying in her bed. She now was in the eight month of pregnancy; her tummy was all big and round, and she just couldn't find a comfortable position to sleep in. The aqua haired girl raised her head and blinked into the light that suddenly fell through the opening bedroom door. Harukas silhouette appeared in the doorframe, and the blonde entered the room. "Hey." Haruka softly spoke, sitting down next to her lover. "Are you feeling well?" "No." Michiru sniffled, one of her mood swings taking place. Soon, tears were running down the delicate woman's cheeks, and she sobbed. "Ruka, I don't know how to lie." Haruka gave her a soothing smile and gently ran one hand down her girlfriend's cheek. Since almost five months, the blonde was allowed to touch her lover in an intimate way again; although Michiru had feared that Haruka soon would be fed up with her if she couldn't make love to her, the blonde had stayed faithful to her lover and had patiently waited until Michiru was ready again. Now, the blonde leaned over, gently planting a kiss on her lover's cheek. "Let me make you comfortable." She whispered, and Michiru nodded. Slowly, Haruka climbed into the bed and wrapped her arms around the smaller Michiru, the aqua haired girls head coming to a rest on her shoulder. "Better?" Haruka softly asked, and Michiru nodded, closing her eyes. The blonde gently ran her hands through Michirus long hair, smiling when her lover finally fell asleep.
The next morning, Michiru awoke to the smell of freshly brewed coffee and ham and eggs. Sighing, the aqua haired girl closed her eyes and sniffed the air, enjoying what she smelled…until her daily wave of morning nausea hit her. Groaning, Michiru climbed out of the bed as fast as possible and hurried into the bathroom. To get there, she had to pass the kitchen door, and so it happened that Haruka saw her running. "Michiru?" the blonde called out, already knowing what was going to happen. She followed her lover, determined to make it a little easier for her. Haruka arrived in the bathroom just in time to see Michiru kneeling over the toilet, getting rid of everything that was in her stomach. Haruka knelt down next to her lover, gently stroking her shaking back. "Shht." The blonde whispered, trying to soothe her girlfriend. Michiru let out a small moan and leaned back, ending up with her back against Harukas chest and stomach. "I hate this." She stated, closing her eyes. Haruka embraced her from behind and placed a gentle kiss on her neck. "It'll be over soon, Love." She whispered. Michiru just sighed and opened her eyes again. "Hopefully." She then mumbled. "Throwing up each morning starts to get on my nerves." Haruka chuckled at that dry remark, and the two women rose from the floor. All of a sudden, Michiru let out a pain filled yelp, stumbling backwards, right into Harukas waiting arms. "Michiru!" the blonde called out, shocked. "What happened?" "The baby…" Michiru moaned, sweat breaking out on her brow. "I think it's coming…ooow!" She yelped when another wave of pain rain through her. "But it's three weeks to early!" Haruka panicked. "Tell that to the baby!" Michiru managed to say during gritted teeth. That gave Haruka the necessary push, and she quickly picked her lover up. "What are you doing?" Michiru cried out, in obvious pain. "Getting you into the hospital." Haruka replied shortly, already on her way out. Michiru just nodded, her head sinking against her lovers shoulder. "Please hurry, Haruka." She whispered, another wave of pain flooding through her. "Please hurry up…"