After Haruka had finished talking, the two women soon had fallen asleep. However, Michiru woke up when she heard Haruka moaning next to her. "Dear God, she's dreaming again." The aqua haired woman thought to herself. "No…James, please, don't…" Haruka spoke in her sleep, and it stung into Michirus heart to hear her love's voice sound like this, so helpless, so…weak. Careful, Michiru wrapped her arms around the sleeping Haruka and held her tight, hoping that she could make the nightmare fade with that. Luckily, it helped; Haruka stopped moaning. At least for half a minute, then she suddenly let out an ear-piercing scream. "NO!" Michiru, who had almost went back to sleep, flinched, waking Haruka up with it. The blonde looked around the room fearful, looking for a man who was long dead. "Haruka, Haruka calm down." Michiru quickly spoke, tearing Haruka out of her memories by doing so. The blonde panted heavily, and suddenly her claws popped out, cutting six nice holes into the blanket. Michiru flinched when one of them dug into the mattress only one centimeter from her left leg. "Watch it!" the aqua haired girl yelped, and that brought Haruka back to full consciousness. "What…? Oh…sorry." The blonde apologized. Michiru smiled and patted her leg. "Nevermind, I'll buy a new blanket. I'm just lucky that you didn't stab my leg." Haruka managed a small grin. "Wouldn't have been a problem. Remember, I can ingest other peoples wounds. Could have healed it with no problems." Michiru shuddered when she remembered how Haruka had taken her wounds and died from them. Haruka, of course, felt the shudder of her love and pulled her close. "Are you cold, honey?" she asked gently while stroking Michirus long hair. "No. I just had to think about your…death." Michiru replied, and Haruka sighed. "Don't think about something like that, hon. Let's get back to sleep." Michiru nodded, and the two of them laid back down.
It was late in the morning when the phone rang, waking both Haruka and Michiru from their – now peaceful – sleep. Haruka groaned and crawled out of the bed, commanding Michiru not to stand up. She made her way over to the phone and answered it: "Moshi moshi?" "Is this Agency Wolf?" a female voice asked, and Haruka wasn't sleepy anymore. "Yes. You are speaking with the Wolf. What can I do for you?" "I need help." The woman whispered. "Somebody threatens to kill me." "Give me your address." Haruka begged. "And tell me at which time you can meet me, and where." "At one o'clock, at the City Café." The woman replied thankful. "Your name please?" Haruka asked, but instead of an answer, the woman hung the phone up. Haruka frowned and walked back into the bedroom, where she told Michiru about the call. "How nifty!" Michiru exclaimed happily. "Our first job!" Haruka smiled and jumped onto the bed, cuddling Michiru after she had landed. "That was a really good idea you head there, love." The blonde said, and Michiru grinned. "Sure. I only have good ideas." "Now you're showing off." Haruka answered dryly, and both women broke into fits of laughter.
At one o'clock, Haruka sat at the City Café, waiting for her employer. Soon, a young woman, about 22, approached her table. "Wolf?" she asked carefully, and Haruka nodded, flashing the woman a smile. The woman shyly smiled back and took a seat, not knowing that Michiru sat on the next table, listening to the talk. "So, how can I help you?" Haruka asked. "See…" the woman begun, "I made a huge mistake. I tried to trick a Mafioso." Haruka let out a short whistle. "Indeed, a huge mistake." She agreed. The woman glared at her. "I know that, thanks a lot." She said sarcastically. Haruka frowned, but stayed silent. "Now he sent two men after me to kill me." The woman continued her story. "I managed to avoid them, but they'll get me sooner or later. That's why I want you to kill them." I'm not an assassin." Haruka replied coldly. "I will put them into prison, but I won't kill them." "Whatever!" the woman snapped, looking around nervous. "Just help me to get rid of them!" Haruka nodded when suddenly her hyper sensitive mind sensed oncoming danger. The woman let out a shocked yelp when Haruka suddenly jumped forward, pushing her down, complete with her chair. The shot rang and the bullet hit the wall of the City Café instead of the poor woman's head. Haruka jumped up before Michiru or the woman could react and looked around, her nostrils widening while she tried to smell the direction the shot had come from. Her head shot around, and she spotted two men running over to a black car. Without thinking long, Haruka started after them. Her first job as private detective had begun.