„Haruka!" Michiru cried out. "Haruka, help me!" Yukaja gulped, and she looked really fearful when Haruka walked into the storage room, hands in pockets. To anyone who knew her for a longer time it was clear that it was a bad sign if Haruka dug her hands into her pockets, because that meant that she had to keep herself from hitting anyone. "Let. Go. Of. Her." The blonde now spoke, pressing the words out between clenched teeth. "You know the rule, Yukaja. And I think Noriko and Suraja know it too." The two other Sisters unconsciously took a step back, but Yukaja decided to revolt. "And? Yes, I know the rule, but why not break it one time? And you, why don't you join us? I know that you want her too." Suddenly, a smile spread over Harukas face, causing Michirus eyes to go wide. "Yeah, why not? You're right, Yukaja, I want her too. And nobody has to find it out, right?" "Right." Yukaja grinned. Haruka calmly walked over to Michiru, who now was held down again by Noriko and Soraja. "No." Michiru whispered. "No, Haruka, please…" Haruka smiled, and suddenly she winked at Michiru, so fast and short that the aqua haired woman was the only one who saw it. And then, Harukas fist lashed out, hitting Yukaja's cheek. The Sister let out a surprised yelp and stumbled backwards. The punch was followed by two strong kicks which threw the other two Sisters, Noriko and Soraja, into two different corners of the small room. Noriko hit her head against the wall and blacked out, but Haruka didn't care about that. She grabbed Yukajas collar and pulled her up until they were on eyelevel. "I told you, no one touches her until a) I had her or b) I allow you to have her. Did you get that now? Or do I have to explain it again?" "N-no." Yukaja stammered, in deep fear now. Haruka let go of her, and she fell to the floor again. "Then get outta here. Before I change my mind and kill you all." Fast, Yukaja and Soraja put the unconscious Noriko up and hurried out of the room, leaving Haruka and Michiru all alone. "Thanks." Michiru said softly. "You're welcome. Just watch out better in the future. Maybe I won't show up in time if they get you again." Michiru nodded and pulled her panties and pants back up. Haruka motioned towards the door and spoke: "Come on, let's get back to work. Before an officer comes up and kicks our asses." The blonde just started to walk out of the small room when Michiru spoke up again: "Haruka?" "Yes?" Haruka turned around to look at her, her bushy eyebrows raising when Michiru asked her next question: "Could you teach me how to defend myself?"
"Okay, Michiru, let's start with a few punches." Haruka advised the aqua haired woman. Most of the prisoners had gathered in the lounge and did what they always did in their spare time: they played cards, chatted and had little arguments about various things. Haruka, Michiru, Makoto and Ami stood in the left corner of the room where Haruka tried to teach Michiru how to defend herself against the Sisters. Haruka raised her hands, holding them so that Michiru could hit into her palms. "Punch my hand." The blonde ordered. "No no no." Makoto suddenly butted in. "Haruka, what are you doing? You have to explain that to her better. Just Hit in my hand won't do it." Haruka glared at Makoto. "Then show her how to do it." She then ordered and stepped aside. Makoto took the place where Haruka had been before and spoke to the giggling Michiru: "Listen, you have to punch the lower jaw of your opponent. A hit on the head causes the struck one to loose balance. Even a delicate woman like you can knock out a guy if she knows where to hit. Just try to aim here", Makoto pointed to a spot on her lower jaw, "and put all your weight into the punch. Like…that." Her fist shot forward and stopped an inch from the startled Michirus jaw. "Honey, watch out, I don't want you to hit my new cellmate." Ami begged, and Makoto smiled at her. "Don't worry, love, I won't hit her." "Love?" Michiru echoed surprised, causing the other three to crack up. "Now what's so funny?" Michiru asked frowning. "Your…your face…" Haruka panted between two chuckles, "you should've seen it…" Michiru pouted and showed her tongue to Haruka. "Watch your tongue, Haruka may try to lick it." Ami suddenly said, and that cracked all four of them up.
"So, how was your first day in prison?" Ami asked while Michiru and she dressed into their pajamas. "Well, except for the thing the Sisters tried to do to me, it was nice." Michiru answered while she searched for her toothbrush. "I'm glad that you took me into your clique so fast." Ami smiled at her. "You're lucky that they put you into my cell. That helps you to be accepted." "How come?" Michiru asked interested. "See, Haruka is the secret boss of Block C, as I already told you. Makoto and I are her companions, and we help her to keep the station calm and free of drugs. And we always need new friends to help us with it." Ami smiled at Michiru. "And you seem to be a very nice and kind person. I think Haruka has a special liking for you." Michiru blushed. "Do you really think that?" Ami nodded and smiled even broader. "Why, you like her too?" Michiru nodded, looking down. Her gaze came up again when she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Michiru, I'll ask you this just once, and I want you to answer my question honest. Did you do it? Did you kill your husband?"