Haruka shivered. A clash of thunder was heard, and she shivered again. The storm had brought horribly cold tempuratures with it. Her couch-bed provided little heat, and the small blanket was practically useless.
She'd volunteered to sleep on the couch. Why? ..She didn't know!
Michiru insisted that she sleep in a guest room, but the blonde needed to gain the girl's trust and show her that Haruka's stealing days were over.
The blonde creeped upstairs, walking to the only part of the house, other than the kitchen or bathroom, that was familiar to her: Michiru's master bedroom.
The door was open, so she crept in, quickly, with trained silence. Michiru was in her bed, head resting on large, soft, comfy pillows, and body tucked under a thick layer of blankets.
Haruka lifted the covers and slid in beside the smaller woman. She immediately put her cold nose against Michiru's shoulder and, in a last attempt to keep warm, cuddled close to the woman's back, cold hands and cheeks resting against soft skin and silk nightie.
"Haruka, get out of my bed.."
"No."
"Now."
"Iie"
"...Haruka.."
"Yes, Michi-chan? ..Oh, supreme goddess of extreme warmth and beauty?"
"Get off, now!"
Haruka grinned and only cuddled closer, wrapping her arms around the woman's waist. "Really trying to push the envelope, aren't you?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Why not go sleep in a guest room like I told you to?"
"The blankets are cold. ..And unless they come complete with a cute girl and a heating blanket then I'm not going anywhere."
Michiru blushed. She was now wide awake and almost angry, but mostly comfy and a lot warmer. Suddenly, in a swift moment, she turned, grabbed Haruka, rolled over again and soon had the blonde over the side of the bed.
She took a second to dwell in triumph, only to, a second later, have her silk clad body pulled off of the bed and onto Haruka.
"Hehe. I think that looks good on you," Haruka whispered, gently picking at the fabric.
Michiru sighed and got up, before climbing back onto the bed. A second later Haruka crawled over her and settled back under the covers. "Thanks, Michiru."
The aqua haired beauty nodded and smiled as Haruka cuddled against her again.
By the time Haruka woke up the next morning, Michiru was gone, much to her dissapointment, and the sunlight was shining on her golden hair.
When she had made her way downstairs, a pleasant smell greeted her nose. She found the smaller woman making breakfast. "I gave the maids the day off."
"You have maids?"
"Yes. They come around every other day."
"I see. What are you making?"
"Eggs and toast."
"Sounds good."
Michiru smiled, and the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," Haruka said, already half out of the kitchen.
Michiru followed her, only to see two policemen at the door. "Miss Tenoh?"
"That's me."
Michiru was scared. She stood next to the tall blonde.
"This should give you all the information you need," the shorter, plump officer said, giving Haruka a three page document. "Thank you for the short time you let us use." They left, tipping their hats to Michiru.
"What is it, Haruka?"
The blonde sighed. "I guess this is almost it. I'm wanted in court."
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A.N: I'm glad I got this written today. I was afraid I wouldn't have time. Review, please!
She'd volunteered to sleep on the couch. Why? ..She didn't know!
Michiru insisted that she sleep in a guest room, but the blonde needed to gain the girl's trust and show her that Haruka's stealing days were over.
The blonde creeped upstairs, walking to the only part of the house, other than the kitchen or bathroom, that was familiar to her: Michiru's master bedroom.
The door was open, so she crept in, quickly, with trained silence. Michiru was in her bed, head resting on large, soft, comfy pillows, and body tucked under a thick layer of blankets.
Haruka lifted the covers and slid in beside the smaller woman. She immediately put her cold nose against Michiru's shoulder and, in a last attempt to keep warm, cuddled close to the woman's back, cold hands and cheeks resting against soft skin and silk nightie.
"Haruka, get out of my bed.."
"No."
"Now."
"Iie"
"...Haruka.."
"Yes, Michi-chan? ..Oh, supreme goddess of extreme warmth and beauty?"
"Get off, now!"
Haruka grinned and only cuddled closer, wrapping her arms around the woman's waist. "Really trying to push the envelope, aren't you?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Why not go sleep in a guest room like I told you to?"
"The blankets are cold. ..And unless they come complete with a cute girl and a heating blanket then I'm not going anywhere."
Michiru blushed. She was now wide awake and almost angry, but mostly comfy and a lot warmer. Suddenly, in a swift moment, she turned, grabbed Haruka, rolled over again and soon had the blonde over the side of the bed.
She took a second to dwell in triumph, only to, a second later, have her silk clad body pulled off of the bed and onto Haruka.
"Hehe. I think that looks good on you," Haruka whispered, gently picking at the fabric.
Michiru sighed and got up, before climbing back onto the bed. A second later Haruka crawled over her and settled back under the covers. "Thanks, Michiru."
The aqua haired beauty nodded and smiled as Haruka cuddled against her again.
By the time Haruka woke up the next morning, Michiru was gone, much to her dissapointment, and the sunlight was shining on her golden hair.
When she had made her way downstairs, a pleasant smell greeted her nose. She found the smaller woman making breakfast. "I gave the maids the day off."
"You have maids?"
"Yes. They come around every other day."
"I see. What are you making?"
"Eggs and toast."
"Sounds good."
Michiru smiled, and the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," Haruka said, already half out of the kitchen.
Michiru followed her, only to see two policemen at the door. "Miss Tenoh?"
"That's me."
Michiru was scared. She stood next to the tall blonde.
"This should give you all the information you need," the shorter, plump officer said, giving Haruka a three page document. "Thank you for the short time you let us use." They left, tipping their hats to Michiru.
"What is it, Haruka?"
The blonde sighed. "I guess this is almost it. I'm wanted in court."
*****
A.N: I'm glad I got this written today. I was afraid I wouldn't have time. Review, please!