Coming Back to Me
Chapter 4
The sunlight streamed through the window, highlighting the brilliant white shears. The cold night had passed and the air was warm and fresh. A sun-dappled Michiru lay in the bed. Her smooth skin seemed to glow in the light, and her aqua-green hair was spilled out over her shoulders. In her arms, sleeping like a baby, was Haruka. Michiru was awake though, and was slowly running her hand up and down Haruka's arm and absentmindedly placing soft, warm kisses on her neck. Then Michiru leant over her and kissed her forehead, when that didn't arose Haruka she moved her head slightly and gave her a long, deep kiss on the lips. Haruka stirred and awoke trying to blink the sleep out of her eyes.
"Good morning my precious princess Haruka," Michiru said softly, her eyes sparkling.
"Any mornings good as long as you're here," Haruka said as she rolled over on top of Michiru. Smiling cheekily she started to kiss her body, starting with her face she worked her way down to Michiru's toes. Michiru giggled as she pulled her back up to meet her eyes.
"Don't tell me you want to go at it again," Michiru said knowingly, "I thought I wore you out last night." Then with a sudden burst of energy she jumped out of bed, the cold air hitting her naked skin, and winked at Haruka before walking off to the bathroom.
The sound of water running soon followed and a misty steam slipped out the open door. The smell of a flower fragrance tickled Haruka's nose, and so she rose and walked to the bathroom door. Leaning her head against the door frame she let her eyes travel all over Michiru, who was just slipping into the bath.
"Mind if I join you?" Haruka asked raising her eyebrows.
"Of course not," Michiru smiled, "just try to keep the water in the bath."
Haruka laughed and walked over to the bath. She cried out in surprise at the temperature of the water as she sat down and scolded Michiru for making it so hot, but she just laughed in return. Then Michiru leant back in the tub and stretched out, her toes tickling Haruka's stomach. Haruka smiled and lifted Michiru's beautifully curved calf out of the frothy water so that she could kiss the tips of her toes. That produced a soft giggle from Michiru which melted Haruka's heart.
"You sound so cute when you do that," she whispered as she slide her body over Michiru's.
"Oh, do I?" Michiru replied innocently smiling. Haruka nodded then kissed her forehead and brushed her hand against her cheek knocking aside Michiru's hair, which fell into the warm bath water. Michiru wrapped her arms around Haruka's body and kissed her bottom lip then slowly dragging her lips against her lovers she moved to kiss her top lip. "Don't ever let go of me," Michiru murmured as she pulled Haruka closer and kissed her deeply.
Haruka's body relaxed, her thoughts were all focused on Michiru's slow kiss. She slid her arms around her lover and kissed her back, their lips moving together like two dancers. Michiru kept pressing their bodies together and Haruka, aware of the tension building up in her, slipped her hand down further to try and relax Michiru. Shivers ran down her body and she loosened her grip a little. Then still holding Haruka with one arm she moved her other down lower and started gently caressing her. Haruka shifted her body slightly and sighed in content. The world mattered to neither of them at this moment. Haruka with her worries of Michiru, and Michiru with her family troubles. The waves of excitement and delightment washed over both of them. Haruka was lost in a wave of aqua hair, Michiru was lost in Haruka's grasp. They rose together in a tidal wave of passion. Desire clawed at them and they fought their way up the wave, right to the breaking tip. They were suspended there for a moment, held in pure ecstasy. Then the wave crashed down on the shore. Michiru managed to somehow sit up and throw her head back, letting her hair fly out in a rainbow of colours, then screamed as she came. Haruka came too but managed to suppress it all into a loud groan. Drained of all energy Haruka and Michiru relaxed back into the bath water, which now seemed unbearably hot because of their risen body temperature. Haruka reached up for the taps and managed to turn on the cold one with some hidden strength.
"Ok, now I'm worn out," Haruka murmured in Michiru's ear.
"Thank god for that," she giggled back.
The water lapped over their bodies as they lay there, cooling off. Every now and then, they would start whispering sweet things in each others ear or involuntarily kissing the others face. After some time their dream-like world was broken by the sharp ringing of the phone. Haruka kissed Michiru's forehead as she pushed herself away.
"I'll get it, ok darling. Be back soon."
Suddenly Michiru freaked out. "No Haruka you look so relaxed, let me go,"she said as she smiled warmly and slipped out from under Haruka. She got out of the bath drying her feet on the mat and wrapped a towel around her naked body. Then exited to the main bedroom.
Haruka lay on her back in the bath and relaxed. It was so good to have her back, but she still hadn't give an explanation for her absence. Haruka knew she had gone to stay with her parents but Michiru had promised to come back as soon as possible. Sighing she rolled onto her side. The water lapping against her body almost drowned out the sound of crying behind the closed door.
"Shimatta," Haruka cursed as she tried to think of what might have happened. At the same time she moved as fast as she could, without slipping. Haruka jumped out of the bath, dried her feet, flung open the door and ran into the bedroom not even thinking twice about grabbing her towel. There, sitting on the edge of the bed was her angel, her true love, her heart and soul. Tears were tearing up her pretty face.
"Michiru! What happened? Are you ok?" Haruka blurted out as she flew to her side and gathered her up in her arms.
Michiru, who was still sobbing, lent her head into Haruka's chest and tried to talk but ended up making a bunch of undecipherable noises
"Shhh.......Relax. It's ok I'm here. Just calm down then tell me what happened," Haruka's mind raced as she tried to think of what hurt her. She looked at the phone sitting in it's cradle, then back to her Michiru. "Sweetheart, who was it that called."
This only made her cry more. Loud hurting sobs rose up in her and Haruka cursed herself for putting her foot where it hurt. Sighing inwardly she snuggled up to Michiru and stroked her back. It took Michiru about ten minutes to calm down, and Haruka thought it best if she got her dressed and something in her stomach before she addressed the subject again. Drying the remaining drops of water off their bodies, Haruka pulled Michiru up off the bed and helped her dress. Then she took her into the kitchen and made her a hot breakfast.