Coming Back to Me

Coming Back to Me

Chapter 2

The sound of planes landing and taking off lingered in the air. The squeaking and roaring noises of the airport reminded Haruka of the race track, and so brought comfort to her calming her nervousness. The wind ran through her hair as she entered the building complex, and she brushed it out of the way as she walked over to the arrivals area. Thump....Thump. Her heart was pounding and made her head feel light. She tried to shake it off as the passengers started to arrive.

Haruka pictured Michiru's face in her head and wondered her complexion had changed over the past year. As the passengers started to stream out of the gate she scanned their faces, her heart starting to pound faster, as she looked for Michiru.

"HARUKA."

She jumped startled. Her eyes flashed around searching for Michiru.

"HARUKA."

From out of the crowd she came running as though she were an angel on wings. Tears were streaming down Michiru's face as she ran toward an also crying Haruka.

"MICHIRU," Haruka burst out, oblivious to the tears which started to stream down her face.

Michiru ran up to Haruka, flinging her arms around her body she pulled her close. Haruka looked into her eyes as Michiru whispered to her

"Haruka I missed you."

Haruka's heart almost exploded as she heard her say that and felt Michiru's heart against hers. Then Michiru closed her eyes and lent her face against Haruka's.

"I hope you're not busy tonight," she said and kissed the tips of her lips softly.

That sent a shiver down Haruka's spine. "Of course I'm not," she replied gently as she wrapped Michiru in her arms and stroked the back of her head.

Michiru opened her eyes, her two beautiful blue eyes and looked into Haruka's. "Darling I'm so sorry I left........I thought I could make them listen." She smiled cheekily as she slipped her arms around Haruka's waist and slide her hands into her back trouser pockets. Haruka just smiled back, Michiru was so playful sometimes.

Though Haruka knew she wouldn't open up to her here. Michiru understood how Haruka felt about doing things in public. But...........this time it didn't matter. Haruka just wanted to be close to her, she didn't want to let her go this time, she didn't want to pull away.

"Are we going to go now then.........," Michiru started, but was silenced by Haruka's finger.

"Shhh," whispered Haruka as she stroked her hand against Michiru's face and brushed her hair back over her ears."I love you."

Michiru's eyes widened, "You really missed me didn't you?" Tears trickled down her pretty face.

Haruka stroked them out of the way. "Of course silly," she said gently as she slipped her hand behind Michiru's head. "I love you," she repeated.

She looked deep into Michiru's sparkling eyes. They were eyes which calmed her, like a wave, they washed away all her troubles. Michiru's body started to shake. Haruka couldn't remember her ever being unable to control her emotions. She held her closer and her body stopped shaking. Their noses brushed against one another and her tear-streaked face touched Haruka's. Michiru swallowed and her body relaxed. Haruka felt a strange but familiar energy shooting through her as their eyes closed and their bodies started to melt together. She massaged Michiru's back and then kissed her. Something she hadn't felt in ages,, Michiru's soft lips. The world melted away and all her thoughts were focused on were Michiru's slim build, her warm, soft , moist lips and her heart which was pulsating in time with her own.

She would never have known how long they stood there together. Not that it mattered to either of them. Eventually though it was Michiru who pulled away who pulled away.

"What's wrong," Haruka said worried that she had done something wrong.

Michiru giggled, "Nothing silly. We can't stay here kissing all night. Come on I'm hungry, lets go."

Haruka blushed as she looked at her watch. "Oh sorry. I didn't notice that it had gotten this late."

"That's not like you," Michiru said also blushing.

"Come on lets go home," Haruka tried to change the subject. She squeezed Michiru one last time before taking her hand and leading her out to the car.