Chapter 1: Introduction And An Argument
"Michiru! I'm back !" Masanori called out while he walked into the house, followed by a gaping Haruka. The blonde's eyes went wide when Michiru came running down the stairs. "Dear God." Haruka thought to herself. "If Peter would've told me how beautiful she is, I would've declined that job." "Hi dad." Michiru now spoke, eyeing Haruka suspiciously. "Who's that?" "That's Haruka Tenoh. Your." Masanori pulled his head between his shoulders, already fearing his daughter's wrath, before he said the next word: ".bodyguard." "What do you mean, my bodyguard?" Michiru shrieked, causing both Haruka and Masanori to flinch. "I said I don't want a bodyguard!" the aqua haired girl now continued. Masanori turned to look at Haruka for a second. "Haruka, could you leave the room for a second?" Haruka just nodded, shot one last glance at Michiru and left. As soon as the blonde bodyguard had closed the door behind her, Masanori turned to look at Michiru again. "You will accept the bodyguard I chose for you." He spoke, his voice stern. "And if you cause any trouble to Haruka, she'll tell me, and you'll have to put up with my rage! So behave! And no discussion anymore!" Michiru sighed; she knew that she couldn't do anything when her father was in this mood. "Okay, dad." She finally spoke, silently vowing to make Harukas duties as hard as possible for the blonde. "Good." Masanori now spoke. He walked over to the door and opened it. "Haruka, you can come back in." Haruka casually strolled back in the room, her hands in her pockets. This caused her jacket to slide back, and both Michiru and Masanori gaped at the shoulder halter which contained a rather big gun. "Is this really necessary?" Michiru asked, pointing to the revolver. "Yes." Haruka replied, leaning against the wall. Michiru just sighed and shrugged. "Good, if you think so. Come on, I'll show you were you can stay." Haruka just nodded, and the two of them walked off. "This room is a total catastrophe." Haruka stated, earning an angered glance from Michiru. "What do you mean, it's a catastrophe?" the violinist asked, causing Haruka to smirk at her. "What I mean with it is that there's no proper place to duck." Michiru just stared at her, and Haruka let out a heavy sigh. "If the one who sent you those threat gets the idea that he should fire into your room, there's no furniture to duck behind." "Oh." Michiru replied intelligently. Haruka just nodded and walked over to the cupboard. Michirus eyes went wide when the blonde leaned against it and started to shove it into the middle of the room. "What are you doing?" the violinist cried out. "Putting up a coverage." Haruka replied, panting; the cupboard was pretty heavy. Michiru stared at the bodyguard in horror. "And now you move my cupboard around without asking me?" she finally cried out. Haruka stopped moving the cupboard, straightened up and glared at Michiru. "Yes, I do move your cupboard around without asking! I am your bodyguard, and you'll have to accept my decisions and actions if you want to be safe!" the blonde snapped, much to Michirus shock. The shock, however, faded quickly, and Michiru snapped back: "Who do you think you are that you dare talking to me in such an unfriendly way?! Remember that I am your boss, and not the other way round!" "You are so not my boss!" Haruka barked. "If anyone, your father is my boss! And you can't order me around! I am your bodyguard, for heaven's sake, and not your slave!" Michiru just snorted before she pointed to the door and spoke: "Out." Haruka opened her mouth to say something, then shut it again, turned around on her heels and stomped out of the room. She slammed the door behind her, causing Michiru to flinch. The aqua haired girl sighed and just wanted to move the cupboard back to it's original place when the shot rang, the bullet hitting the side of the cupboard. Haruka just wanted to walk down the hallway and tell Masanori that she couldn't be Michirus bodyguard when she heard the shot and Michirus shocked scream coming from her room. "Oh shit!" Haruka called out, spun around and ran back to the room of the violinist. She kicked the door open, quickly scanned the room, found out that only Michiru was in it and started off, running towards the shocked and frozen Michiru. "Michiru, get down!" the blonde yelled during her run. When Michiru didn't react, Haruka jumped, throwing herself towards the aqua haired girl. Both fell to the ground when Haruka tackled the smaller woman, Michiru letting out another scream. "Stay down!" Haruka shouted, while another shot hit the cupboard. Haruka pulled her head down, her face so close to Michirus that their lips almost touched. Finally, the shots stopped, and Haruka dared to look up again. She peeked over to the window, not able to see anyone, and decided that the situation was save now. Looking down again, the blonde found herself eye to eye with Michiru, who now blushed. "Umm.thanks." The violinist finally spoke. Haruka just nodded and came to her feet, helping Michiru up afterwards. There was an awkward silence, until Michiru finally spoke: "So, where do you want that cupboard.?"
"Michiru! I'm back !" Masanori called out while he walked into the house, followed by a gaping Haruka. The blonde's eyes went wide when Michiru came running down the stairs. "Dear God." Haruka thought to herself. "If Peter would've told me how beautiful she is, I would've declined that job." "Hi dad." Michiru now spoke, eyeing Haruka suspiciously. "Who's that?" "That's Haruka Tenoh. Your." Masanori pulled his head between his shoulders, already fearing his daughter's wrath, before he said the next word: ".bodyguard." "What do you mean, my bodyguard?" Michiru shrieked, causing both Haruka and Masanori to flinch. "I said I don't want a bodyguard!" the aqua haired girl now continued. Masanori turned to look at Haruka for a second. "Haruka, could you leave the room for a second?" Haruka just nodded, shot one last glance at Michiru and left. As soon as the blonde bodyguard had closed the door behind her, Masanori turned to look at Michiru again. "You will accept the bodyguard I chose for you." He spoke, his voice stern. "And if you cause any trouble to Haruka, she'll tell me, and you'll have to put up with my rage! So behave! And no discussion anymore!" Michiru sighed; she knew that she couldn't do anything when her father was in this mood. "Okay, dad." She finally spoke, silently vowing to make Harukas duties as hard as possible for the blonde. "Good." Masanori now spoke. He walked over to the door and opened it. "Haruka, you can come back in." Haruka casually strolled back in the room, her hands in her pockets. This caused her jacket to slide back, and both Michiru and Masanori gaped at the shoulder halter which contained a rather big gun. "Is this really necessary?" Michiru asked, pointing to the revolver. "Yes." Haruka replied, leaning against the wall. Michiru just sighed and shrugged. "Good, if you think so. Come on, I'll show you were you can stay." Haruka just nodded, and the two of them walked off. "This room is a total catastrophe." Haruka stated, earning an angered glance from Michiru. "What do you mean, it's a catastrophe?" the violinist asked, causing Haruka to smirk at her. "What I mean with it is that there's no proper place to duck." Michiru just stared at her, and Haruka let out a heavy sigh. "If the one who sent you those threat gets the idea that he should fire into your room, there's no furniture to duck behind." "Oh." Michiru replied intelligently. Haruka just nodded and walked over to the cupboard. Michirus eyes went wide when the blonde leaned against it and started to shove it into the middle of the room. "What are you doing?" the violinist cried out. "Putting up a coverage." Haruka replied, panting; the cupboard was pretty heavy. Michiru stared at the bodyguard in horror. "And now you move my cupboard around without asking me?" she finally cried out. Haruka stopped moving the cupboard, straightened up and glared at Michiru. "Yes, I do move your cupboard around without asking! I am your bodyguard, and you'll have to accept my decisions and actions if you want to be safe!" the blonde snapped, much to Michirus shock. The shock, however, faded quickly, and Michiru snapped back: "Who do you think you are that you dare talking to me in such an unfriendly way?! Remember that I am your boss, and not the other way round!" "You are so not my boss!" Haruka barked. "If anyone, your father is my boss! And you can't order me around! I am your bodyguard, for heaven's sake, and not your slave!" Michiru just snorted before she pointed to the door and spoke: "Out." Haruka opened her mouth to say something, then shut it again, turned around on her heels and stomped out of the room. She slammed the door behind her, causing Michiru to flinch. The aqua haired girl sighed and just wanted to move the cupboard back to it's original place when the shot rang, the bullet hitting the side of the cupboard. Haruka just wanted to walk down the hallway and tell Masanori that she couldn't be Michirus bodyguard when she heard the shot and Michirus shocked scream coming from her room. "Oh shit!" Haruka called out, spun around and ran back to the room of the violinist. She kicked the door open, quickly scanned the room, found out that only Michiru was in it and started off, running towards the shocked and frozen Michiru. "Michiru, get down!" the blonde yelled during her run. When Michiru didn't react, Haruka jumped, throwing herself towards the aqua haired girl. Both fell to the ground when Haruka tackled the smaller woman, Michiru letting out another scream. "Stay down!" Haruka shouted, while another shot hit the cupboard. Haruka pulled her head down, her face so close to Michirus that their lips almost touched. Finally, the shots stopped, and Haruka dared to look up again. She peeked over to the window, not able to see anyone, and decided that the situation was save now. Looking down again, the blonde found herself eye to eye with Michiru, who now blushed. "Umm.thanks." The violinist finally spoke. Haruka just nodded and came to her feet, helping Michiru up afterwards. There was an awkward silence, until Michiru finally spoke: "So, where do you want that cupboard.?"