Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Haruka and Michiru left the hospital, and much to Michirus amusement, Haruka made a beeline for her car. "Let me drive home!" the blonde tomboy begged her friend, looking at her with puppy dog eyes. "Sure, Haruka. You are healthy now, so you can drive." Haruka grinned extremely broad, grabbed the car keys Michiru offered her and went to unlock her car.

Hiroshi sat on the roof of a high building opposite to the hospital, looking threw the ocular of his sniper gun. "Stupid asshole Trevor." He muttered while he aimed at Haruka who bent down to open her car door. Hiroshi concentrated one more time before pulling the trigger.

"Sit!" Haruka cursed when she dropped her carkeys. She bent down, and in the next moment a sharp whistle could be heard before a bullet hit into the side of the car. Harukas eyes went wide and she fell on her behind in shock. Michiru didn't know what happened until Haruka screamed: "Into the car, Michiru! Fast!" She quickly unlocked the car, and both jumped in. Haruka started her convertible and stepped on the gas, dashing away. "Haruka, what's up?" Michiru asked frightened while Haruka sped around a corner, the heck of the car sheering out. "Somebody tried to shoot me!" Haruka explained while driving down the road on high speed. Michiru opened her mouth to say something when her eyes went wide. "Haruka, watch out!" Haruka, who had been looking at Michiru, looked out of the front window, and her heart skipped a beat. A huge truck came skipping from a small side street, blocking her way. Haruka hit the break with all her strength, the tires screeched and the car started to slinger. Michiru screamed, clinging to the armature board in panic. Haruka tried to make the car stop and finally succeeded. It came to a halt one inch from the truck. Haruka let out the breath she had been holding and rested her forehead on the steering wheel. Next to her, Michiru let go of the armature board, her whole body shivering. "Are you alright?" Haruka asked, her voice shaking. "Yes…I think." Michiru answered. "What about you?" "I'm okay. Except that my heart beats hundred times faster then usual." "Drive to the next police station." Michiru advised her friend. "That's a good idea." Haruka agreed, started her car again and drove to the police station.

"You missed her." Trevor stated matter-of-factly. "I'm sorry." Hiroshi apologized on the phone. "I'll try again tomorrow." "No." the voice of Trevors dad came. "Don't give him another chance, son. Do it yourself or find another killer." "No, you won't try again." Trevor said into the phone. "I'll find another guy to do it for me. Bye." Not giving Hiroshi the chance to say anything more, Trevor hung up the phone. "Well done, son. Now go to sleep, I'll take care of finding a killer." "Okay dad. Wake me up when you succeeded, okay?" "Sure. That's my good boy." Trevor just smiled and walked into his bedroom.

After Haruka had signed the protocol, Michiru and she drove back to their apartment. "I hope they find out who did this." Michiru said while walking into the hallway of their flat. Haruka sighed. "You heard what the officer said, Michiru. It will be difficult to find the man who tried to shoot me, since we didn't see him. They have no clue who could have done this." Michiru also sighed and fell on the couch in the living room. "I guess you're right. Pretty bad situation, huh?" "Yes…I'm afraid the killer will try again." Haruka said, suddenly sounding very worried. Michiru patted the spot next to her on the couch. "Sit down, Haruka." The blonde obeyed her partner and took a seat, eyeing her suspiciously. Michiru took a deep breath and looked at her friend with a warm smile. "What's up?" Haruka asked nervous, not knowing what to expect now. "Do you remember our talk?" Haruka frowned. "Sure I do, how could I forget?" "Well…I told you that you'll never have a chance, right?" "Yes", Haruka sighed, looking down at her hands. Suddenly Michiru reached out, taking Harukas hand in her smaller ones. "When you broke down in the bathroom, I was so worried." The aqua haired girl admitted. "And now somebody tries to kill you. I don't want to loose you, Haruka. Maybe we will never be lovers, but you are my best friend. Don't you ever forget that." Haruka didn't really know what Michiru wanted to reach with that little speech, but she nodded. "Of course I won't forget that, Michiru. Although it's hard to…" She stopped in the middle of the sentence. "It's hard to do what?" Michiru asked softly. "To live in the same house with the woman I love and to know that she doesn't love me back." Haruka admitted, and Michiru sighed. "I'm sorry, Haruka, but…" "No", Haruka interrupted her, "don't be sorry. It's not your fault. You can't force feelings." Michiru gave her friend a smile. "Thanks, Haruka." Haruka just grinned before getting up from the couch. "I need a shower now." "Okay, I'll start cooking lunch while you clean yourself up." Michiru answered and walked into the kitchen. Haruka stared after her, a sad look in her teal eyes.