Epilogue: A Moment In Time
I can't believe that we're not going to be able to see each other for three whole months. Michiru sighed, throwing the last of her clothing into a large suitcase. Haruka grinned at her playing with a pencil on her desk, It could be worse, besides, at least we're finished our first year. Heh, yeah, only three more to go. The blonde stood up and wrapped her arms around Michiru from behind and rested her chin on the girl's shoulder. I'm gonna miss you, remind me again why you're going with your parents to Europe? Michiru giggled and turned around, giving Haruka a quick kiss on the cheek, Because you know how much I've wanted to travel there, plus, my parents don't quite know about us just yet. Ok ok ... now, you better start getting dressed, I've seen how long it takes you to get ready for a formal night!
... Congratulations to all first year students for completing your freshman year at Creston Academy! There was a large round of applause from all tables, We hope to see you all back here at the beginning of the new year! The night proceeded with the graduates of the year who had completed all four years, Haruka finding the ceremony only bearable with Michiru at her side. Once the announcements were all finished, the tables were cleared quickly for the dance floor, students breaking out onto it laughing amongst themselves ...
I wish this night didn't have to end. Michiru whispered in Haruka's ear as the last song for the night played, Graduation by Vitamin C. Ironic how they choose their songs ... she added silently. Well, you know that new headmaster sure is weird. They carefully eyed the headmaster of the school, a clutzy meatball blonde woman who was spying on all the couples dancing on the floor. They both broke out into laughter when Haruka nodded towards another couple a few feet away from them, Aren't they so cute? Michiru giggled as Makoto and Ryu held each other; Haruka was right, they sure were cute. I guess I'll see you again next year. Haruka whispered. If first year was this psychotic, can you imagine what next year will be like? Michiru suddenly asked, raising her head to look into the teal eyes she adored so much. The blonde sighed, pulling her love closer against her body. Michiru chuckled, enjoying the warmth the tomboy emitted. Haruka and Michiru remained in eachother's embrace throughout the song, and for a moment in time, the world stopped to watch.
THE END