It's been a long time since I updated this story:( My computer was
down for almost two months, but now I'm back to my unfinished work.
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Haruka wandered back and forth the hall. Waiting. The worth thing in
the world indeed.
She swirled around even before she heard a desperate cry "Haruka-san!"
Makoto clinged at her. "What happened? How is he? Is..."
"Shh" soothed her Haruka, hugging the scared girl. "He will be ok. It's
just a little bullet wound, not dangerous"
She's got sobbing as answer. *Oh my god!*
Doctor emerged from the room. "Furuhata Motoki's relatives?"
"Er...kind of. This is his fiancee, and I'm his friend and boss" said
Haruka quickly. "Is he all right?"
Tearful green eyes gazed with hope at the doctor.
"Yes, he is now. We took the bullet out, and he can go home tomorrow"
Haruka sighed in relief. Of course, she was worried. Last week was a
bit of hell to her: many crimes, awful interrupting weather, loosing
a very important agent, and now this. Motoki was on a case, and the
suspect shot him. Blonde captain's nerves were in terrible state.
Moreover, Michiru left to Kioto for two weeks, in a family business.
Finally, they were allowed to visit Motoki. Haruka gave five minutes
to Mako to be lovey-dovey with her poor 'prince charming', and entered.
"Hey, boss" replied pale Furuhata from the bed.
"How's your leg?"
"Hurts a bit" he admitted, and beamed with a smile. "Thanks for coming"
"We're taking you home tomorrow, so..."
Her cellphone beeped *In time, as always!* she walked out to the empty
hall.
"Ten'ou"
Laughing. "You've got a style even in answering the phone!"
"Dark Moon-san? What's the matter?"
"I...I want to talk to someone. I'm so lonely now..."
"Sorry, but I have no time, and it's late already"
"What a pity. Will you come tomorrow then? I need to discuss things of
great importance" her voice was calm, yet somewhat different.
"I have no time. Good night!" dropped Haruka annoyedly. Death threats
stopped a while ago, and she was simply tired of singer's flirting.
Many times Dark Moon made her rush to her place in worry, calling for
help, and then it turned to be just a 'little innocent joke' of hers.
Haruka said goodbye to Mako and Motoki and left.
...I watched TV, sipping my tea lazily. Although the film was good, it
wasn't much fun. I realized it. Since I met Michiru, I can't be alone
any more. She's the matter of me liking movies and dancing, going for
a long walk, being more attentive to how much I curse or how I look.
She changed me in her delicate way. I can't argue with her, can't be
mad at her, can't live without her. If she's not cuddled into me, on
_our_ comfy sofa, that's not a good evening. If I don't kiss her soft
forehead goodnight, I won't sleep well. Funny, I was never so close
to anyone, and she too, I guess. I turned the TV off and led to the
bathroom. Hot water did miracles to my sore body. Stepping out of the
shower, I reached for the towel.
Did I mention HOW much I hate my phone? As a captain, always needed
one, I'm *always* interrupted by the damn thing.
"Wha?"
"Haruka, it's me, Oushitu. You better sit"
"???"
He took a deep breath, audibly. "Dark Moon...she was killed"
Wasn't it going to get progressively worse?...
She forced herself to think. Over and over. It was impossible, weird,
but it happened. Dark Moon, seducer with a sensual voice, was dead and
cold when her maid found her. Without any reason. The old pathologist
was confused and completely speachless. Haruka gave the case to stubborn
and rational Oushitu, who was one of few able to solve that riddle.
She didn't have to do anything, she reminded herself. But her thoughts
were unstoppable.
Well, Haruka already had a glimpse of version.
Michiru leaned back and looked outside, at the black starless sky. The
quiet roaring of plane's engines lulled her to sleep. She remembered
last weekend they spend with Haruka and smiled to herself. Then the
last talk with mother emerged in her memory, and a slight frown formed
on her face. Will Haruka come with her, can she understand how important
is that to her? Michiru sighed and closed her eyes. Two more hours.
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This chapter was shorter as previous, or it just seemes to me so?
down for almost two months, but now I'm back to my unfinished work.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Haruka wandered back and forth the hall. Waiting. The worth thing in
the world indeed.
She swirled around even before she heard a desperate cry "Haruka-san!"
Makoto clinged at her. "What happened? How is he? Is..."
"Shh" soothed her Haruka, hugging the scared girl. "He will be ok. It's
just a little bullet wound, not dangerous"
She's got sobbing as answer. *Oh my god!*
Doctor emerged from the room. "Furuhata Motoki's relatives?"
"Er...kind of. This is his fiancee, and I'm his friend and boss" said
Haruka quickly. "Is he all right?"
Tearful green eyes gazed with hope at the doctor.
"Yes, he is now. We took the bullet out, and he can go home tomorrow"
Haruka sighed in relief. Of course, she was worried. Last week was a
bit of hell to her: many crimes, awful interrupting weather, loosing
a very important agent, and now this. Motoki was on a case, and the
suspect shot him. Blonde captain's nerves were in terrible state.
Moreover, Michiru left to Kioto for two weeks, in a family business.
Finally, they were allowed to visit Motoki. Haruka gave five minutes
to Mako to be lovey-dovey with her poor 'prince charming', and entered.
"Hey, boss" replied pale Furuhata from the bed.
"How's your leg?"
"Hurts a bit" he admitted, and beamed with a smile. "Thanks for coming"
"We're taking you home tomorrow, so..."
Her cellphone beeped *In time, as always!* she walked out to the empty
hall.
"Ten'ou"
Laughing. "You've got a style even in answering the phone!"
"Dark Moon-san? What's the matter?"
"I...I want to talk to someone. I'm so lonely now..."
"Sorry, but I have no time, and it's late already"
"What a pity. Will you come tomorrow then? I need to discuss things of
great importance" her voice was calm, yet somewhat different.
"I have no time. Good night!" dropped Haruka annoyedly. Death threats
stopped a while ago, and she was simply tired of singer's flirting.
Many times Dark Moon made her rush to her place in worry, calling for
help, and then it turned to be just a 'little innocent joke' of hers.
Haruka said goodbye to Mako and Motoki and left.
...I watched TV, sipping my tea lazily. Although the film was good, it
wasn't much fun. I realized it. Since I met Michiru, I can't be alone
any more. She's the matter of me liking movies and dancing, going for
a long walk, being more attentive to how much I curse or how I look.
She changed me in her delicate way. I can't argue with her, can't be
mad at her, can't live without her. If she's not cuddled into me, on
_our_ comfy sofa, that's not a good evening. If I don't kiss her soft
forehead goodnight, I won't sleep well. Funny, I was never so close
to anyone, and she too, I guess. I turned the TV off and led to the
bathroom. Hot water did miracles to my sore body. Stepping out of the
shower, I reached for the towel.
Did I mention HOW much I hate my phone? As a captain, always needed
one, I'm *always* interrupted by the damn thing.
"Wha?"
"Haruka, it's me, Oushitu. You better sit"
"???"
He took a deep breath, audibly. "Dark Moon...she was killed"
Wasn't it going to get progressively worse?...
She forced herself to think. Over and over. It was impossible, weird,
but it happened. Dark Moon, seducer with a sensual voice, was dead and
cold when her maid found her. Without any reason. The old pathologist
was confused and completely speachless. Haruka gave the case to stubborn
and rational Oushitu, who was one of few able to solve that riddle.
She didn't have to do anything, she reminded herself. But her thoughts
were unstoppable.
Well, Haruka already had a glimpse of version.
Michiru leaned back and looked outside, at the black starless sky. The
quiet roaring of plane's engines lulled her to sleep. She remembered
last weekend they spend with Haruka and smiled to herself. Then the
last talk with mother emerged in her memory, and a slight frown formed
on her face. Will Haruka come with her, can she understand how important
is that to her? Michiru sighed and closed her eyes. Two more hours.
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This chapter was shorter as previous, or it just seemes to me so?