Haruka laid on the couch Michiru had prepared for her, staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep. Her thoughts were centered on the aqua haired beauty. By now, Haruka had realized that she was head over heels in love with her friend, and her heart was racing at the sheer thought of her. Letting out a little sigh, Haruka rolled over once more, ending up lying on her stomach. During her stay in the hospital, she had got used to sleep on her stomach; although the waterbed always had adjusted to her body, it still had been painful to sleep on her back. Sighing again, Haruka let her thoughts wander back to Michiru. "Could she be gay too?" she wondered out loud, but not loud enough to wake Michiru up, who slept in the adjoining room. "And if yes, could we build a relationship?" The blonde rolled on her back again, resting her head on her hands. "Too much coulds in that." She mumbled, closing her eyes. Slowly, the teacher drifted into sleep – only to dream about Michiru.
Michiru laid in her bed, and sleep wouldn't come. Her mind refused to stop rambling about a certain blonde haired teacher. "Haruka…" Michiru sighed, the name of her secret crush being sugar on her tongue. "Shall I tell her that I'm gay? Could we form a relationship?" The aqua haired woman covered her eyes with one arm. "Oh my…Michiru, Michiru, you really have a huge crush this time." She spoke to herself. Michiru let out another sigh and rolled on her side, her head resting on her forearm. Finally, her thoughts stopped to go crazy about the blonde, and she fell asleep.
The next morning, both Haruka and Michiru awoke with aching heads, caused from the wine they had drunk the night before. Haruka climbed off the couch, grimacing when fresh, well-known pain flashed through her knee, and made her way to the toilet. She pushed down the door handle – and had to find out that the toilet was occupied. "One minute!" Michirus voice came, and Haruka impatiently tapped her foot. "Hurry up!" she finally yelped. "I have to…" "Hush!" Michiru interrupted her through the closed door, "don't say any naughty words now! Hotaru is already awake!" Haruka kept silent, and finally, she heard how Michiru flushed the toilet. "Finally." The blonde sighed. Michiru opened the door, and Haruka, being as eager as she could be to get in, bumped into her. The secretary, who still felt a little bit dizzy from the wine, stumbled, and Haruka grabbed her just in time to keep her from falling. "Thanks", Michiru giggled, blushing. Haruka smiled down at her, enjoying the feeling of holding the aqua haired woman in her arms. "You're welcome." The blonde replied, finally letting go of Michiru – who pouted inwardly. Haruka quickly hurried into the little room and locked the door behind her while Michiru went to prepare the breakfast. After a much shorter time than Michiru, Haruka appeared in the kitchen, rubbing her eyes. "Okay, now I can say good morning." The blonde grinned. Michiru giggled. "Good morning, Haruka-san." Haruka smiled at her, causing the aqua haired woman's heart to perform a little leap, and sat down at the desk. "I hope you like coffee and French toast." Michiru now spoke while she already poured the hot, black liquid into a cup. "That's fine wit me, Michiru…-san." Haruka could feel the blood rush in her face when she noticed that she almost had forgotten the suffix. Michiru smiled at her, and Haruka was glad that she hadn't noticed her little mistake. Hotaru came walking in the kitchen, spotted Haruka and stopped dead in her tracks. "Good morning, Hotaru." Haruka greeted, her face heating again. "Good morning Tenoh-san. What are you doing here?" Hotaru asked, as nosy as a twelve year old can be. "Haruka-san stayed the night here." Michiru explained. "She was too drunk to go home." "Hey!" Haruka protested, while Hotaru giggled. "Tenoh-san being drunk?" Haruka gave a faked glare at Hotaru. "If you tell your classmates, you'll have to run thousand extra laps!" she threatened. Hotaru paled. "I won't tell anyone, I swear!" she blurted out, causing both Haruka and Michiru to laugh. Not knowing what was going on, Hotaru just stared for a while before she rolled her eyes and said: "Adults!"
As soon as the trio had finished breakfast, Michiru offered to drive Haruka home. "No, you can't do that." Haruka protested. "You'll be late for work!" Michiru just shrugged. "Don't worry, I have gliding time." She informed the blonde teacher. Haruka let out a little sigh. "You always find a way to convince me, eh, Michiru-san?" "Of course!" Michiru giggled. Haruka sighed and shook her head, while Michiru went to get her car keys.