Hello Minna-san! I'm so happy that you are enjoying the fic! Thank you for your suggestions. I
do listen to them. There is a race going on right now between my friend and I. We are both
writing a fic. Please read my friends fic too! It's really good.
I like it alot and I think that you would like it too. (unless you are anti-yaoi)
Check it out at under my favorite Authors page. The race is to see who gets done first. Thanks
standard disclamers as usual. Don't own, Don't ask, and please don't sue. Thank you and on with
the fic.


The Ocean's Lovers
~Chapter 3~

For what seemed like hours (which was really about 1 hour) Michiru was scrubing nasty
plates and dishes. She couldn't help smirk at Minako who was playing with the can of bug spray.
She would wait for a bug to crawl into sight then she would scream her displeasure with it and
spray it more then actually needed. Then she would laugh like a crazy and then asked Michiru if
she had a bugzapper. Michiru decided to answer no for fear that Minako would hurt her self and
burn the the kitchen down.
Minako had busied herself with the cleaning the living room. She was saddened by all the
tissues that were lying around. Looking around she saw that there were piles and piles of them.
"These must be Michiru's." Minako allowed herself to cry. Not for the loss of Haruka, but for the
loss of Michiru's heart. A loud crash caused her to spin around. Michiru dropped to her knees to
clean up a broken dish. Minako ran to the kitchen to help Michiru. "Don't take those gloves off!
we haven't cleaned the floor yet and if you cut yourself you might get some strange disease!"
Michiru watched Minako sweep the mess up she breefly compared her to Haruka. ~Haruka would have
said something like that.~
After the plate thing Minako decided that she would stay in the kitchen with Michiru. She
cringed at the sight of bugs crawling across the counter. Looking under the sink she found a can
of bug spray. Minako knew that Michiru was watching her. She could feel her eyes on her. She also
knew that she was acting a little crazy but she had the urge to. "Die evil fiend die!" She
sprayed the bug with more bug spray then was actually needed. She didn't care though. Then like
a crazy she became obssessed with killing the bugs. "Die before my awsome power!" She finally
snaped to and realized that she might be scaring Michiru. She noticed this after she asked
Michiru for a bug zapper.
"You act more as an goddess of death then a goddess of love Minako-chan" Houston we
have red. Minako turned her bright pink and waved her hand. "Lets move on to the living room ne?"
she asked Minako. Minako nodded and watched Michiru go in the living room. Minako decided to
finish the kitchen. She cleaned the fridge out (after almost puking four times)then got the floor
mopped in record time. She had also turned the radio on and began to sing with the songs.
Michiru watched her with a distant look in her eyes.
"That voice!' Michiru screamed to herself. For the longest time Michiru had been writing
songs. It helped her forget her pain when it got really bad. Minako (to her) had a voice that
could rival an angel. She could hear her singing one of her songs. "Minako-chan?" Minako stoped
singing thinking that her singing was scaring her worse then the bug spray thing. "I'm sorry! I
didn't mean to make you scared. I just sing without thinking alot of times." Michiru became
horrified at that. "Don't say that! Your voice is beautiful!" Minako blushed and turned away.
"I wouldn't know. No one ever talks about it. My mother and father never say anything. I just
play vollyball and that's all they care about." Michiru noticed this and could feel that happy
always smiling Minako was holding alot of her pain in.
Michiru walked behind Minako and wrapped her arms around her. "You've seen my bad side l
et me see your's" Minako turned around her eyes brimming with tears. "But I wanted to take away
your pain. I can't do that if I'm sad." "Oh Minako-chan. Sometimes when people are sad it's
because they feel alone. If you cry like I cry then I don't feel alone. We both know it's
impossible for people to be happy all the time." Michiru told Minako as she watched her eyes
quiver with more then just tears. "I want you to cry so that I can tell you to not to cry." She
brushed away one tear that had dared to slide past Minako's eyes. "Before you had come I was
about to kill myself." She looked to see Minako's mouth open as if to respond. Quickly she placed
her finger over Minako's lips. "Hear me out please." Minako nodded but Michiru made no move to
remove her finger. "Thank you for showing up. For being my anchor in this storm of emotions"
Minako smiled agenst the finger that silenced her. Michiru removed her finger and slowly began
to replace it with her lips. Minako's eye's slid shut. Feeling Michiru's lips was like feeling
the wind. It was just a whisper of a kiss. It ghosted over her lips and was gone. So soft and
light that she almost didn't know if it had happend. A long silence wavered between them.
"Michiru-chan?" Minako spoke nerviously. "Are you still hungry? We can go get some food.
I don't feel like cooking do you?" Michiru smiled. "Yes I still am I know this great resturant
They are open late so we can still go. I'll drive." Minako smiled back. "Why drive? Is it very
far? If not let's walk." Michiru nodded and grabbed Minako's hand. "Let's go" She replied and
pulled her out the door. Together they walked into the night hand in hand.