LOL, I got reviews! YAY! The only prob is that some people were saying that
I made Ruka a boy…. Um, no actually I didn't. They didn't even have sex,
man~! How does michi know that Ruka's a girl? Don't assume stuff from the
start. EVERYONE thinks Haruka is a guy untill they see her… with her um,
clothes off. Ohhhhh k- that's enough ranting for now. The point is- Ruka is
a girl and Michi doesn't know yet. So hahahah. ( Enjoy, and PLEASE R/R OR
I'M NOT CONTINUING THIS STORY.
My eyes fluttered open. Did Haruka… no, Haruka has enough sensibility to not take advantage of me like that. I reached up with my hands to my head. The wig was still there. I pulled it off, and set it on the dresser beside me. He must have droven me home, taken my keys from my pocket, opened the door, and set me on my bed and left. I didn't want to get up though. Last nights events were… unbelievable. Unbelievable. I rolled it over my tongue. Haruka was unbelievable. I remembered how his hands slowly and lightly went up my arm, causing me to shiver. He was… so goddamn hot. Urgh, I'm sounding like Stacy. I groaned. His body right up against mine… ohhhhh, stop thinking Michiru. I moaned inwardly. It didn't work. I could feel every touch, every stroke, every single thing he did to me. And that kiss… god, he knew how to kiss. I opened my eyes wide. "School. Crap." I ran around, quickly dressing, and walked out the door. I could call my limo, but I saw someone who was just as good- even better.
"Brad!"
"Hey hon. Need a ride?"
"Yeah."
"Ok, let's go."
I got in his mercedes and he drove me to school as usual. When we got out of the car, Brad cleared his throat.
"How's it going with Haruka?" He saw me clearly blush when he said his name. "You didn't…"
"Of c-course not!" I stammered. Brad sighed with relief. "Why do you care anyways?"
"Because I heard he practically made out with a blonde last night on the beach. One of my secret agents was there- he's a night shift lifeguard. I started to giggle, and then I practically roared with laughter. Brad was puzzled. Then he realized it.
"It was you? Don't tell me you used your secret-agent stuff on him!"
"Course not, silly. He knew who I was the whole time. He proved it."
"Wowsers." I told Brad most of the story while going to art class. He was like a best friend; I could tell him anything. When I got inside, I looked everywhere for Haruka. He wasn't sitting there. Dissapointed, I walked out of the art room towards the playground.
"Urgh…" The girls were crowding around MY Haruka as usual. "Damnation." I heard Brad chuckle behind me. I punched him lightly and went into the middle of the circle, being as quiet as possible. What I saw was totally unexpected.
My eyes fluttered open. Did Haruka… no, Haruka has enough sensibility to not take advantage of me like that. I reached up with my hands to my head. The wig was still there. I pulled it off, and set it on the dresser beside me. He must have droven me home, taken my keys from my pocket, opened the door, and set me on my bed and left. I didn't want to get up though. Last nights events were… unbelievable. Unbelievable. I rolled it over my tongue. Haruka was unbelievable. I remembered how his hands slowly and lightly went up my arm, causing me to shiver. He was… so goddamn hot. Urgh, I'm sounding like Stacy. I groaned. His body right up against mine… ohhhhh, stop thinking Michiru. I moaned inwardly. It didn't work. I could feel every touch, every stroke, every single thing he did to me. And that kiss… god, he knew how to kiss. I opened my eyes wide. "School. Crap." I ran around, quickly dressing, and walked out the door. I could call my limo, but I saw someone who was just as good- even better.
"Brad!"
"Hey hon. Need a ride?"
"Yeah."
"Ok, let's go."
I got in his mercedes and he drove me to school as usual. When we got out of the car, Brad cleared his throat.
"How's it going with Haruka?" He saw me clearly blush when he said his name. "You didn't…"
"Of c-course not!" I stammered. Brad sighed with relief. "Why do you care anyways?"
"Because I heard he practically made out with a blonde last night on the beach. One of my secret agents was there- he's a night shift lifeguard. I started to giggle, and then I practically roared with laughter. Brad was puzzled. Then he realized it.
"It was you? Don't tell me you used your secret-agent stuff on him!"
"Course not, silly. He knew who I was the whole time. He proved it."
"Wowsers." I told Brad most of the story while going to art class. He was like a best friend; I could tell him anything. When I got inside, I looked everywhere for Haruka. He wasn't sitting there. Dissapointed, I walked out of the art room towards the playground.
"Urgh…" The girls were crowding around MY Haruka as usual. "Damnation." I heard Brad chuckle behind me. I punched him lightly and went into the middle of the circle, being as quiet as possible. What I saw was totally unexpected.