Haruka, Michiru, Makoto and Ami sat at the desk and ate their lunch, unaware of the fact that the Sisters had something evil in mind. Noriko, who was still mad at Michiru for tripping her up, had brought her butterfly knife and now pulled the weapon out of her back pocket. She pushed the button that made the blade pop out of the handle and slowly approached Michiru, who sat at the desk next to Haruka. The Sister rose her knife high over her head, ready to ram it into Michirus back. That was when Makoto looked up and saw the oncoming danger. The brunette jumped up and yelled: "Michiru, watch out!" Both Haruka and Michiru spun around on her seats, just in time to see the knife coming down.
Michiru squeezed her eyes shut, awaiting the terrible pain of being stabbed, but instead of that she heard Haruka yelp and then curse. Michiru quickly opener her eyes, only to see Haruka standing in front of her, holding her right forearm. Her fingers and the fabric of her shirt were blood stained. Noriko cursed and pulled her knife back, ready to slash at Haruka again, but the blonde was faster: she quickly fell to her knees, and with a perfect roundhouse kick, she brought the evil Sister down. Noriko let out a surprised scream when she landed on her butt; Haruka jumped up again and grabbed Norikos knife arm. "Let go of it, now!" the blonde yelled, while all the other prisoners jumped up and watched the scene with horror. Ami ran out of the cantina, searching for a police officer. As always, no one was there when you needed one. Ami let out a string of curses, something she hardly did, and ran on until she bumped into Setsuna Meioh, the director of the prison. "Mizuno, what's up with you?" "Fast", Ami panted, "in the cantina…Haruka and Noriko are fighting!" "Again?" Setsuna sighed before she pulled her gun from the holster and ran over to the cantina, followed by a panting Ami. She reached the room just in time to save Haruka from getting ten inches of steel into her throat.
Noriko somehow had managed to end up sitting on Haruka, and now the blonde was struggling to keep the knife away from her neck. "STOP THAT!" a female voice suddenly yelled. "NOW!" Noriko flinched and looked up, only to find herself looking into the barrel of a gun. Haruka took the chance that was offered to her and quickly pushed the Sister off, causing her to fall flat on her back. She cursed and tried to get back up, but suddenly Makoto placed her foot on Norikos chest. "Stay down, dear Sister." The brunette growled while Michiru knelt down next to Haruka, who was still holding her arm. Setsuna grabbed Norikos arm and pulled her to her feet. "That means one week bunker for you." "Hey!" Yukaja butted in, "you can't do that! Haruka started it!" "That's a lie!" Michiru exclaimed, her arm around Harukas shoulders. The blonde was shivering, and Setsuna immediately realized that Haruka had a shock. "Here, Haruka, let's get you into the ward. Maybe that cut needs to be stitched." "Can I come with her?" Michiru asked, looking at Setsuna with a begging look. The director smiled and nodded. "Sure. Let's go. And for you, Noriko…Rei will come and put you into the bunker." Noriko cursed at the director, but Setsuna didn't even blink. She just said three words that made Noriko shut up. "Bunker. Two weeks." Michiru helped Haruka up and supported her while they walked over to the ward.
"OW!" Haruka yelped when the prison doctor, a handsome but boring guy named Mamoru Chiba, tended to her wound. Norikos knife had slashed a nice cut over Harukas forearm, almost one centimeter deep, and it was bleeding heavily. Mamoru cleaned the wound and bandaged it while Michiru held Harukas left hand tight. "There, all done." Mamoru finally said. He handed Haruka a box of light painkillers and advised her to be careful at night. "Don't sleep on the hurt arm, it would cause the wound to break up and bleed again." He said. Haruka nodded and stood up, still holding Michirus hand. The two of them said their goodbyes to Dr. Chiba and left, Michiru looking down while she walked. "Hey." Haruka softly spoke, "what's up, honey?" Michiru looked up at the blonde with tears in her eyes, and Haruka was shocked. "Michiru, my love, what is it?" Michiru pointed to the bandage around her loves arm. "That's my fault." "No." Haruka answered softly, stroking Michirus long hair while she spoke on. "It's not. It's not my first fight with Noriko, you know. She…did that to me." The blonde pointed to the long, thin scar that ran from her ear down over her neck to her chest. Michiru looked up at it and trailed it softly with her index finger. "How?" she asked gently. Haruka looked around, spotted one of the storage rooms and pointed at it. "Let's go in there, to make sure no one will eavesdrop." Michiru nodded, and the two of them walked into the room. Haruka locked the door behind them, and they sat down on the cold stone floor. And then, Haruka started to talk.