Coming Back to Me
Chapter 3
The wind ruffled Haruka's hair as they rode along, and sweet memories from the past flowed through her mind. Michiru giggled as her hair was blown into Haruka's face and Haruka smiled back at her.
The car pulled up into the driveway and Haruka parked it in the garage. Michiru jumped out and grabbed her bag, beaming at Haruka.
"You're so happy to be back," Haruka smiled at her.
"I'm so happy to be back because of you,"she replied and linked their arms together.
Michiru sighed as they entered their house. "Its been so long," she muttered twirling around before smiling at Haruka again. "I hope you haven't lost your touch," she said seriously." Haruka just flicked her eyebrow and made her laugh again.
"Didn't you say you were hungry."
"Yes. I suppose you don't have any sashimi?"
Haruka smiled, Michiru wasn't someone who would change her tastes. "Only in an obento."
"That's fine with me," Michiru smiled back
Haruka walked out to the balcony. The icy cold air did nothing for her troubled mind. Sighing she leant her elbows on the banister and held her head in her hands. She didn't need her intuition to tell her that there was something Michiru wasn't telling her. Haruka looked behind her at Michiru, who was eating elegantly with chopsticks. She felt a sharp pain in her heart and realised there wasn't one time Michiru hadn't been open with her. Haruka felt a tear trickle down her face. I've grown apart from her, she realised. I've lost my connection with her. Haruka started to shake, oblivious to the crisp air, and her cold tears stinging her face.
The balcony door slid open and Michiru stepped out into the night, holding a jacket. "You'll catch a cold in this weather," she said carefully, aware of Haruka's bad mood.
"Thanks," she replied as she took the jacket without turning.
Michiru looked at Haruka's pained face and gently slipped her arms around her waist. Then she reached up and brushed Haruka's hair to the side, and Haruka turned to look at her. "Don't cry," Michiru said soothingly as she stroked her hand against the side of Haruka's face and squeezed her waist. Then she leaned close to her face and placed soft delicate kisses along the trails the tears had made down Haruka's face.
Haruka was overcome by all the familiar feelings and relaxed as she took Michiru into her arms. Michiru buried her head in Haruka's chest, trying to smother her face away from the cold. Sighing with relief Haruka pulled her close and leant her head against Michiru's, feeling her soft hair tickle her nose. She smiled to herself quietly, she knew hadn't lost her after all.
Michiru squeezed Haruka and smiled. "Darling what were you crying about?"
The wind ruffled Haruka's hair and she shivered. "Nothing, I'm just happy to have you back," Haruka said trying to hide her suspicions.
Michiru squeezed her again, then pulled away smiling into her face as she again stroked the side of her face. "Come on. It's too chilly out here," she said to a shivering Haruka. Then holding hands they walked back into the warmth of the house.