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I just had a new idea hit me, thanks to my wonderful friends ...

Disclaimer: As with all my other stories, I do not own Haruka and Michiru. (I really wish I did though)
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Michiru sat on her balcony, playing a slow, mournful tune on her violin. Ever since the disappearance she didn't feel like playing anymore. No happiness existed, not without her lover. She didn't even understand why she left; one day everything was just like the usual routine, the next, she's gone with a note saying that she didn't love her and that it was time to stop playing games. The aqua haired girl refused to believe all that, 3 years of eternal bliss couldn't have been just a game. She sighed and looked up into the sky, a soft wind rustling through her hair and across her face. Haruka, where are you? Her mind raced to a memory the morning when her lover disappeared ...

The warmth of the sun beamed down on her. Everything was going her way, she had the most amazing soulmate, yes, a soulmate. Her music was going great, with the latest release of her album Neptune's Heartache she had immediately hit the top of the charts. Smiling as she rose out of bed she put on a silk aquamarine robe and walked into the kitchen.

There was no one in the house. Hmm, she must've gone out for a run. she thought to herself. Walking back into their room she found a note that was messily written.

~Michiru,
I can't live this lie anymore, I don't love you. I have a life to live, as do you. These games we've been playing with eachother for the past 3 years have been great, but they must come to a stop. Take care, thanks for everything.

Haruka.~

Michiru immediately collapsed onto the floor, stunned at the note. Re-reading it over she couldn't understand what was going on, it was so unlike Haruka to just leave like that. We were in love ... she's, she's my soulmate.

She gently put her violin back into it's case and closed the clasps carefully. Every time the phone rang or someone knocked at the door, she wished so much that it would be Haruka, but it remained only a wish. Why Haruka? What did I do? she asked herself, lowering her head in frustration and confusion. Tears rolled off her cheeks and tainted the ground, leaving several dark spots on the concrete.

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Tell me what you think about it!! I've got some idea's flowing, but I need your feedback!
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