Chapter 13: Nothing Else Matters
Haruka awoke in a dark room, her whole body aching. For a terrible second, she thought that she still was in Peter's hands, until she realized that she was lying in a bed. Turning her head slowly to the right, the blonde saw Michiru laying next to her. "O_o Next to me?!" Harukas eyes went wide when she realized that she and Michiru laid in a huge double bed. And both of them were naked. Slowly looking down, the blonde saw that all the wounds Peter and his men had inflicted on her were bandaged, and the stab in her shoulder apparently had been stitched, since it itched like hell. Next to her, Michiru started to stir and woke up, looking at Haruka. "Hey." The violinist spoke, smiling. "Hey." Haruka whispered back, still feeling a little weak. Michiru sat upright, leaning on one arm for support. "How are you feeling?" she gently asked. "Like somebody used me as a punching bag." Haruka replied, groaning after the last word. "I'm so sorry." Michiru now softly spoke. "If I hadn't ran away like I did…" "…then they would've caught both of us." Haruka interrupted her. "And they would've treated you worse than me, Michiru. Don't blame yourself for anything." Michiru let out a heavy sigh and looked at Haruka once more. "Did they…hurt you in any other way than…with their fists?" she finally asked, her voice clearly showing that she was afraid of a positive answer. Haruka shook her head. "If you ask if they raped me…no. I guess I looked too masculine for them…but they surely would've raped you if they'd caught you." Michiru shuddered. Haruka gave her a weak smile. "Well…seems like we lost." The violinist spoke, earning a glance from her bodyguard. "We lost?" Haruka repeated, frowning. Michiru nodded. "Yes. Peter has the album again…we can't go to the police…and you are too hurt to fight, Haruka." Haruka snorted at that remark. "I've been hurt worse, Michiru. Give me two days of rest, and I'm back to my good old self." Michiru smiled at her friend and patted her head, earning a frown. "Glad to hear that, Haruka." The aqua haired girl grinned, and Haruka smiled at her. "Now look at that…Michiru Kaioh can be nice at times." She then teased her client. Michiru frowned at her and poked her tongue out. "The way you say that makes me sound like some kind of bitch." She then complained. Haruka chuckled. "But Michiru…you did behave like a bitch at times." The blonde informed her client. Michiru produced a weird snorting noise and laid back down, staring up on the ceiling. There was silence for a few moments, until Michiru spoke up again. "Haruka…?" "Yes?" came the reply. "I'm…I'm glad that you made it out there alive." Michiru admitted, blushing. Haruka smiled at her client and replied: "So you do care for me after all, huh?" "Never said I don't." Michiru answered, returning Harukas smile. This time, it was the blondes turn to blush.
Later that day, Haruka was allowed to leave her bed for once – after almost one hour of arguing with Michiru if she was in the right state to get out already – and immediately made her way over to the phone. "Whom are you calling?" Michiru asked, frowning. "Some friends of mine…they'll help me to get back on Peter." Michiru frowned and asked some more: "And who would that be?" "Just some friends from the bar I usually visit." Haruka replied. Michiru raised her eyebrows and asked: "Lesbians?" Haruka chuckled and nodded. "Yes, butches to be exact." Michiru nodded, deep in thought. "The officer." She suddenly said. Haruka frowned at her. "What officer?" Michiru quickly explained about the police officer who had helped her by knocking the other cop unconscious. Haruka considered this for a moment, then shook her head. "No. We can't pull a cop into this." Michiru shrugged. "Okay. But Haruka…be careful. I don't want you to get hurt again." Haruka smiled at her, surprise in her eyes. "You're back, and you're well." Michiru continued, suddenly blushing. "And nothing else matters."
Both Haruka and Michiru had fallen asleep again when the ringing of the doorbell woke them up. Michiru groaned and climbed out of bed, rubbing her eyes. She told Haruka to stay in bed and went down to open the door after a quick peek through the small glass window that allowed people to see who was standing outside. Her eyes widened in surprise, and she quickly opened the door. "What are you doing here?" the violinist asked, earning a bright smile. "Well…you can't have enough help against that blockhead league." Officer van Dyk replied, and her girlfriend nodded in approval.