When Haruka returned home from work in the evening, the wonderful smell of hamburgers and baked potatoes greeted her. "Darling, I'm home!" the gray haired woman called out. Michiru came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands clean with a towel in the process, and greeted her "husband" with a kiss. "Finally, honey." She then teased, and Haruka blushed. "Sorry I'm later than usual today, but I had a lot of work to do." "It's okay." Michiru answered, kissed Haruka again and pulled her in the kitchen afterwards. "Take a seat, I'll bring the food in a minute." Haruka sat down and patiently waited until Michiru brought the dinner. She tasted the hamburger, grinned and started to shove food in her mouth. Michiru watched her grinning from ear to ear; although they lived together since ten years, she was still happy when Haruka liked her cooking. Haruka was almost done with her dinner when a weird feeling rose in her chest. She frowned and put her fork down. Michiru looked at her surprised. "Haruka, are you alright?" Haruka wanted to tell her yes, but suddenly it felt as if someone laid a glowing iron ring around her chest. She gasped in pain and dropped the fork. "Haruka!" Michiru jumped up from her seat and rushed to her love's side. "Michiru, call an ambulance." Haruka managed to say. "I think…I think I have a heart attack."

Two hours later, Haruka laid in her bed sleeping. The doctor Michiru had called had informed the aqua haired woman that it only had been a slight attack, and that Haruka didn't have to go into the hospital. The doctor gave Michiru two different medicaments, one of them a anti-hypertension, the other one a cholesterol lowering one. "Mister Tenoh should take two of each one every day, one in the morning and one in the evening." He informed Michiru, who nodded and shook his hand. "Thank you, doctor." The man smiled at Michiru, said "That's my job", and left. Michiru, on the other hand, walked into the bedroom where Haruka laid sleeping. Or, better said dozing, because when Michiru closed the door behind her the gray haired opened her eyes. "Hey." Michiru said softly. "How are you doing?" "Fine, I guess." Came the tired reply. Michiru sat down on the edge of the bed and gently took her husbands hand. "Do you feel any pain, Haruka?" "No, not anymore. But it was terrible before." Haruka admitted before she went into sulking mode. "Great, now I'm really getting old. I'm fifty-five and had a heart attack. My hair is all gray, and every time I lift something heavy my back hurts." Michiru giggled. "If you were a man, I would say you have midlife-crisis, Haruka." Haruka shot her an angry glare, but then chuckled herself and asked: "And when will you come into menopause?" "Oh, shut it!" Michiru scolded her love and threw a pillow after her. Haruka of course got her revenge by covering Michiru with the blanket, ruffling her hair. Michiru threw herself upon her lover, and they sank into a long, gentle kiss.

While the two women were having there fun in the bed, a pair of cold eyes watched them from afar with the help of a pair of goggles. "Just have you fun. Enjoy it as long as you can." The figure put the goggles down and quickly marched away.

Haruka gulped the second pill down and frowned. "I hate taking pills." She stated matter-of-factly. "You'll get used to it." Michiru promised smiling. "Grmph", came the intelligent reply, causing Michiru to chuckle. "My little grumble bear." She then teased Haruka, whose eyebrows went up in surprise. "Little grumble bear?" she repeated. The two were interrupted from a knock on the front door. Haruka sighed and got up. "Honey, be careful!" Michiru begged her. "Don't forget about your heart." "I won't. Don't worry." Haruka calmed her down and hurried over to the door. She opened to see Norris standing in the doorstep. "Hi Norris." The gray haired greeted surprised. "What's up?" "Can I come in?" Norris asked, looking around as if he was afraid someone was watching him. "Sure." Haruka answered, stepping aside. Norris quickly hurried into the house and closed the door behind him. "Alex", he then panted, "the Mafia is after you. I know everything."

Haruka stared at him shocked. "What do you mean, you know everything?" Michiru came walking out of the bedroom, her hair adorably tousled, and shot Norris a concerned look. "I know that you were a Mafioso in Japan, I know that you are female and I know that your name is Haruka, not Alexander." Harukas face turned red with anger, she grabbed Norris' collar and started to shake the poor man wildly. "HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?!" the gray haired woman yelled at her deputy. "Haruka!" Michiru cried out. "Haruka, stop that! Your heart!" Haruka forced herself to calm down and let go of Norris, who leaned against the wall frightened. "Sorry." She apologized. Before her face turned red again. "Did you hang up those fucked posters?" "Haruka!" Michiru shot her "husband" an angry glare for using the "bad f-word", as she always said. "Sorry honey."  Haruka apologized before looking at Norris again. "Now? Did you do that?" she asked. Norris shook his head. "No. But I know who did it." He then said.

A/N: I know, I'm SUCH a mean person for leaving you with that cliffhanger. Now, who is the bad guy who hung up the posters? I'll tell you in the next chapter *evil laugh*

Ja ne

Cloud D.