Chapter 8: Accidents Happen
„Love...Love, wake up." Haruka whispered into Michirus ear, earning a small groan in response. Finally, Michiru opened her eyes, looking at her lover with a tired expression. "Haruka, it's half past seven in the *morning*. What is it?" "It's Monday, and I have to go to work." Haruka replied, gently running one hand down Michirus face and over her body. Michiru finally turned around to face her lover, smiling. "What a pity, darling. Will you come over tonight?" "Yes." Haruka replied before gently kissing her girlfriend. "Now go back to sleep, sweetie. I'll be here at eight." Michiru nodded, received another kiss and went back to sleep while Haruka got ready for work and left her house.
"Satoshi?" Haruka called out while she entered the shop. "Satoshi! I'm here!" When there was no response, the blonde frowned and wandered through the shop, looking around. "Maybe he's in the stock." The idea flashed up like a light bulb in her head, and slowly Haruka made her way over to the door that led to the stocking room. The blonde pushed the door open and yelled: "Satoshi!" No reply. Sighing, Haruka walked deeper into the storage room, past all the shelves that stood lined up. When she reached the last row, the blonde decided go back into the shop room again to wait there for her new boss. She turned around just in time to see the shelf that contained various canned food crashing down on her.
Michiru was awoken the second time that day, much to her dismay. Groaning, the aqua haired girl climbed out of bed, put on her bathrobe and made her way over to the door. Before opening it, she put on a pair of sunglasses, knowing that her eyes would hurt if she didn't. Upon opening the door, the aqua haired woman found herself face to face with two cops, both looking at her. "Kaioh-San…" one of them started, and Michiru gulped. If anyone in this town called her Kaioh-San, it never meant a good thing. "Yes?" she finally managed to ask, talking around a huge lump that suddenly was in her throat. "You are the girlfriend of Haruka Tenoh, right?" the female cop of the two of them asked, her voice surprisingly gentle. Michiru nodded, finding herself unable to talk. Something had happened to Haruka. "Something…did something happen to her?" she finally pressed out, the sudden urge to cry overcoming her. The male cop put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "We are sorry to tell you, Kaioh-San, but Tenoh-San…she had an accident at work." "No." Michiru whispered, remembering the mayor's words. "So I suggest that you leave before you maybe…have some kind of accident." "She's not dead, right?" The question she hadn't wanted to ask…but the question that needed to be answered. Michiru felt relief creeping up inside her when the female officer shook her head. "No, she's alive. She's not all well, but alive. In the hospital, to be exact. Tenoh-San asked for you, and so my partner and I drove here to inform you about what happened." "Thanks." Michiru spoke, glad that the lump in her throat was gone. "We can take you to the hospital if you want." The male cop now offered. Much to his surprise, Michiru shook her head. "Thanks for your offer, but I have to decline it. You see, I'm suffering from a rare disease, and I can't leave the house during the day." "What are you, a vampire?" the male cop asked, receiving a poke in rib area from his partner. "Kenshi! Don't be so rude." The woman hissed, causing her partner to blush. "I'm sorry." Kenshi quickly stammered out. Michiru gave him a smile. "It's okay, don't worry. I'm used to that anyway…" she trailed off when she saw the Mayor walking down the street that led to her house. The two cops saw him, too, and quickly said their goodbyes. "Mayor." Michiru greeted him, her voice cold. "Freak." The mayor responded, a cruel glint in his eyes. "What can I do for you?" Michiru asked, leaning against the doorframe. "Oh, I just came by to warn you." The mayor replied, and Michirus eyebrows went up. "Warn me?" she repeated, frowning. "Warning me about what?" "About various…accidents that could happen. Like the accident that happened to your dykish friend today." "The word dykish doesn't exist." Michiru informed the mayor, grinning to herself. (A/N: According to my Online Dictionary, the word Dykish really doesn't exist ^_^) The man grumbled at her. "Don't you get smart with me, bitch!" he hissed, finally showing his true self. Michiru just looked at him coldly. "Accidents happen, you know." The mayor now spoke, clenching his fists. "And I suggest that the two of you leave this town before something worse than a falling shelf occurs. The next time, someone could get killed." "I'm getting tired of you threatening my lover and me." Michiru shot back. "Now would you leave my property, I can't recall the fact that I invited you here." The mayor growled at her like some kind of dog and finally left. Michiru closed the door and leaned against it, her heart hammering in her chest. She had refused to show it to the mayor, but deep inside, she was scared. Very scared.