I have had a crush on my partner, Sailoruranus... Tenoh Haruka from the moment I met her. From the day I saw her with the monster, her henshin stick glittering above her, lighting her face... tempting her to recall her fate. It was from that day, when I told her to leave it alone or forever know my curse, I loved her. And not just any love, mind you. No, what I felt was something that trancended time... Though she does not love me. And even as she lays here in my arms, exausted and asleep from one of her first battles, I know she does not love me. She who makes me whole does not want me, and I will not make her.
"Mi... Michiru?" Ah, the angel speaks. She knows I am near, but is she awake? My heart leaps, but she merely shifts in my grip, and I know she is not concious. Two sides of myself war with eachother... one rejoicing in the fact that she is asleep, and I can hold her for precious seconds longer. The other screaming for the beautiful blonde to open her eyes and notice she is embraced. Frowning, my eyes continue to watch her face.
Again she struggles, and I have half a mind to let her go... after all, she is recoiling from my touch. But as soon as I have decided upon releasing her, Haruka struggles her way deeper into my grip, wrapping a finger around a tendril of my aqua hair. I smile at her warmly, and wrap my pale arms around her tightly. *This is nice,* I decide, content to let her lay on me... her warmth becoming mine, and vice versa.
Again she speaks, after a groan, "Michiru?"
"Hai," I respond softly, knowing she cannot hear me. Still, if she dreams of the Silence, I know my voice will reassure her in her nightmare. She mumbles some more, and I can barely make out anything she says... except for a single word that must be my imagination... I could have sworn she said 'love'. Touching her face faintly, I close my eyes, feeling tears well up behind my eyelids. I wish she had said that. Kami only knows.
"Michi?" her masculine voice comes again, this time faintly more confident. "I... I..."
"Hai, Haruka-chan?" I ask, my voice nothing more than a whisper, as I wonder what she dreams of... and of what she wishes to tell me.
"I love..." Her voice falls once again into an unintellinginable mumble. And I find myself wondering what she loves. *Probably racing, or one of her other hobbies,* I decide, as I run a finger gently over her lips; my angel doesn't need to speak anymore. So I hold her in silence for what seems like forever... and then it comes.
"Love you," she murmers, and my heart leaps.
"Nani?" I demand, finding silence again.
"I love you."
I open my eyes to see if she is awake, and yet I already know the answer. She is asleep, and yet she loves me. And if there is one thing I have learned it is that the dream mind never lies. So she loves me, even if she doesn't show it. I smile, a few of the tears that had clung to the inside of my eyelide falling to her face. It is then that her own eyes open.
"Michiru?" she askes sleepily.
"I'm here, Haruka," I return.
"I was dreaming... something about the past. And you..."
I merely nod, watching her face as she slips back into dreaming. And as she sleeps, I lean close to her, and kiss her eyes ever so gently. I know she loves me. She who makes me whole wants me, and I did not make her.