"Haruka!" The blonde, who was just climbing out of the Lamborghini, looked up in surprise when she heard the melodic voice calling out to her. "Hey, it's your friend." Shane spoke on the driver's seat. "Be polite, Haruka." "Of course, Dad." Haruka replied. Shane grinned at her, like she did every time Haruka called her Dad, and shooed her foster daughter out of the car. "Now quick, or you'll be late on your second day already." Haruka nodded, said her goodbye and left the car. Michiru stood a few metres away, waving and smiling. Haruka casually stuffed her hands into the pockets of her blue jeans and walked over to the aqua haired girl. "Hi Haruka." Michiru smiled. "Good morning, Michiru." The blonde replied, smiling. "How are you?" she then asked. "Oh, fine, thanks. And you?" Michiru asked back. "Very fine." Haruka replied before she told Michiru about the car her foster parents had given to her. "Aww, I so envy you now." Michiru sighed while Haruka and she walked over to the school building. Haruka just grinned and shrugged. "Well, I guess I was lucky that the youth welfare office sent me to Shane and Kaori." She explained. "Shane?" Michiru repeated, raising her eyebrow. "That doesn't sound very Japanese." "Shane was born in Texas." Haruka explained, and Michiru nodded. "Oh, I see. He's an American, eh?" Haruka nodded, feeling slightly uncomfortable about lying to Michiru. "Maybe I should tell her that Shane is female, gay and married to Kaori...nah, who knows what she thinks about gay people." The two of them walked on, when suddenly a group of guys passed by, yelling: "Hey, dyke! Didcha find yourself a new girlfriend?" For one second, Haruka felt terrible fear inside her, and her thoughts were running wild. "They can't know! They can't know, dammit!" Then, she realized that the words were meant for Michiru, who know increased her speed of walking. "Hey, dyke!" another one of the guys yelled. "Are you deaf, or what? We are talking to you?" "Leave her alone." Haruka snarled the group. "Haruka, don't." Michiru whispered, putting a gentle hand on Harukas arm. "Just ignore them. They will stop soon if they don't get any response." "But you can't let them insult you!" Haruka replied. "Please, Haruka." Michiru begged, looking up at her friend with pleading eyes. Haruka sighed and nodded. "Okay." Both girls increased their speed, leaving the angered guys behind soon.
It was lunchtime. Haruka and Michiru sat in the school cafeteria, with two other girls named Ami and Makoto; to Haruka, it was obvious that the two were a couple, although they tried to cover up. "Hey, Haruka." Makoto suddenly spoke up between taking two bites of her burger, "is it true that you live with a foster family?" "Makoto!" Ami hissed, poking the taller girls ribs. Haruka laughed. "Never mind, Ami, it's okay. Yes, Makoto, that's true. I live with Shane and Kaori Strife." "Shane is an American." Michiru explained, causing Makoto and Ami to nod. "Cool." Makoto mumbled. Ami smiled at her lover and patted her leg. That was when the guys from before walked by, hurling various insults over to the quartet. "Dykes! Carpet lickers!" Michiru, Ami and Makoto just sighed while Haruka felt anger again. "Oh, shut up, you motherfucker." She shot back. The guy she had insulted stopped dead in his track, staring at the tall blonde for a second before he walked over to her slowly. "What did you call me?" he asked, his voice shaking from the rage he felt. "Motherfucker." Haruka replied calmly. "You...you....fucking dyke!" the guy yelled, his face turning red. "I'll teach you to insult me!" He lashed out, and his fist flew towards Harukas face. The blonde caught it in mid-air with her right hand, smiling at his shocked expression. "Just to warn you." She spoke while she squeezed his hand until the bones cracked. "My Dad knows various martial arts, and he was willing to teach me. So you better think twice before you attack me. Or one of my friends." She let go of the guys hand, and he pulled back, yelping in pain. His fingers and knuckles were red and already started to swell. "Next time, I'll break you hand." Haruka promised. The guy wanted to get away from the blonde very fast now, and he ran out of the cantina. "Wow." Makoto mumbled as soon as the guy was out of ear shot. "That was very cool, Haruka. When you caught his fist..." Haruka shrugged. "Training, that's all." She then said. Michiru awed at the blonde, her eyes practically turning into hearts. Ami of course noticed this and elbowed Makoto, giggling. The brunette also started to giggle, and Haruka, who didn't know what was going on, frowned. "What's so funny, you two?" she asked. "Nothing!" both girls blurted out while Michiru quickly regained her sense and blushed. She coughed, causing Haruka to look at her. The blonde sighed and rolled her eyes. "Oh great." She then said. "I find new friends...and find out that they are all a little bit nuts." That was too much; the whole table broke into hysterical laughter, gaining the attention of every single person in the cantina.