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Michiru stepped out of her bathroom after a long shower. She still cannot get her mind off Haruka. "What is this feeling? Is this love?" she slowly questioned herself. A part of her heart craving to admit that what she feels for Haruka is love at first sight. Another part of her heart cries and rationally telling her that it cannot be love because she had only known Haruka for… few hours. But there is something in the blonde that is hard for her to explain. The way Haruka looked at her, the way she kisses her hand, its like they have known each other for a very long time.
Michiru lets the thought lingers in her mind while carefully choosing
the appropriate dress that can perfectly matches her aqua hair and blue
eyes. After putting what she felt the best outfit, she goes downstairs
and sits on the single seated sofa. She then pulls a magazine and tried
to read it, as to get Haruka out of her head. At least, for a while.
"How's your school today, Michiru? I see you came back a little late."
Asked her father with a dry smile before continues to concentrate on the
television.
"Oh, there's just some friendly basketball match papa. Makoto is playing."
Replied Michiru calmly.
"I see." Replied her father briefly.
Well, that is her father. He rarely talks. In fact, he rarely comes
home. But still, he never fails to support her since she was a child. He
supports her interest to play violin, her passion in drawing. As a matter
of fact, he always believe that Michiru can find her own love by herself.
But his limited time at home somewhat restricts his knowledge and control
on his child's life.
A few minute later, her mother comes in, bringing three cups of tea
and some cookies. As opposed to her father, Michiru's mother always stays
at home and continuously wanted Michiru to follow her dreams.
"Michiru, when does Ryu say he is coming?" her mother suddenly came
out of the kitchen and asked her.
"Next Sunday, mama." Replied Michiru.
"Have you confirmed with him about the dinner yet?" her mother continued
bugging her.
"Not yet, mama." Said Michiru with a dry voice.
"Well, why don't you? He's a nice guy, you know." Said her mother before
interrupted by her father.
"Our daughter is old enough to decide what she feels. You shouldn't
annoy her. Let her decide." He said.
"Easy for you to say. You rarely come home. You are never interested
in Michiru's life!" her mother snapped back.
Realising the tension arise between her parents, Michiru immediately
interrupt, "I'll reply his e-mail now mama. Please, do not argue you two."
She then dashed into her room upstairs.
After successfully logging on to the internet, she sign in her e-mail
accounts. Upon entering her e-mail, she slowly finds Ryu's previous e-mail
and replied saying that she hope they will meet this Sunday. After sending
the newly written message, her inbox icon indicates that she got one new
mail. She sighs and said to herself, "Please, not from Ryu." Rather forced,
she clicks on the icon and the new message appears. To her relief, it is
not Ryu, instead, it is from h_tenou@yahoo.com. "Haruka??!!" exclaimed
Michiru.
Hi Michiru,
I believe you didn't expect me to write. Well, so do I. :)
Anyway, I got ur address from Mako, and just wanna tell you that
I am really glad that we met each other today.
I really wish I could see you again. I'll be back to my hometown
this Sunday evening. Can we have lunch together then?
-ruka-
Michiru is so excited after reading the email. She immediately hit the
reply button and starts typing. Only God knows how she wants to meet Haruka.
Alone. Just the two of them. She really wants to get close to Haruka. Why?
Now that is the question she doesn't dare to answer. Is this love? Well,
Michiru thought that is too early for her to tell. In fact, Haruka is just
like Gabe. Good looking, popular, being extremely nice to beautiful girls.
But Michiru doesn't care about all those similarities. She also doesn't
care about what she really feels about Haruka. She just knows that she
is really eager to meet Haruka.
"Michiru!" her mother's shouts from downstairs snapped Michiru out
of her thoughts of Haruka.
"Yes mom!" replied Michiru.
"A phone call for you. Its Ryu!" her mother shouted back.
"Oh my God! Ryu! He is going to meet me this Sunday…" Michiru
thought to herself.
She then heads downstairs with her mind continuously picking appropriate
words as excuses to Ryu, so that she can meet Haruka this coming Sunday.
"What should I tell him?" she said slowly, and picks up the
phone.