She fell back into Haruka's arms. In her alarmed state she simple stared into the teal eyes of the blonde. "It's okay, Michi. You'll be fine," Haruka told her repeatedly as she got up and ran to the house.
The rebels were pretty much gone so she had little fear. Haruka gingerly set the girl down on her bed and Rosemary soon followed to help in any way. "Okay, Michi, I know this will hurt, but I have to do it," Haruka told her, brushing her thumb against the smaller woman's forehead. Michiru nodded.
Rosemary gave Michiru a small pill and nodded to Haruka, who carefully gripped the short sword's hilt and yanked quickly. Michiru's shriek filled the air but she soon quieted. The sword was out and Haruka threw it to the floor.
Both women then tended to the large wound, cleaning it and such.
When Michiru awoke, she only assumed she had fallen asleep during the patching up process. Haruka sat by the foot of the bed, staring out the window.
Michiru sat up, immediately regretting it when her side began to throb. She grunted softly. Haruka turned to her and leant over, pushing her back down onto the bed. "Rest, Michi."
"What's with the whole Michi thing? Is it like a feast before I die or something?
Haruka smiled at her. "No. I just realized how attached I've become to you. Plus, you did save my life."
"I had to. I promised, remember?"
"Of course, but still. I may have suffered less than you with my armor and all."
"But I promised, and I never break promises." She looked up at the blonde, who smiled at her. For the first time she was sure that Haruka was a real friend.
"Haruka?"
"Yes?" Michiru patted the spot next to her.
"Hold me."
Happy to do so, the blonde laid next to her and held her close. She was on her side, like Michiru, and gently set her chin on the girl's neck and closed her eyes. She could feel Michiru take hold of her hand and squeeze it gently. Haruka smiled.
A few minutes later, much to her discomfort of the silence break, Michiru spoke, "Haruka?"
"Yes, Michiru?"
"Where're Jonas and Markaw?"
Haruka opened her eyes and tried to think back. When she saw them last they were both paired with rather big, strong warriors.
Panic filled her body and she tried to remember if either was severely hurt. "I don't know. They…They're…"
Suddenly both walked in, Jonas with a bloodied cheek. "They're right there," Haruka finished, getting up out of bed.
The two warriors grinned and watched Michiru. "How's the wound, Michiru?" Markaw asked, Jonas nodding in agreement to the asking of the question.
"It's better then it was," Michiru responded, smiling.
"A little improvement goes a long way, Michiru," Jonas said, grinning again, before turning serious and looking at Haruka. Markaw, too, did that.
"Haruka, we have news," Jonas began.
Markaw cut him off. "Yea. …It's the rebels.."
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A.N: IMPORTANT!! I won't be updating for a while as I am going to be leaving at 1 PM today (Wednesday) to go on Thanksgiving vacation. I will be back either Sunday or Saturday, just so you know.
The rebels were pretty much gone so she had little fear. Haruka gingerly set the girl down on her bed and Rosemary soon followed to help in any way. "Okay, Michi, I know this will hurt, but I have to do it," Haruka told her, brushing her thumb against the smaller woman's forehead. Michiru nodded.
Rosemary gave Michiru a small pill and nodded to Haruka, who carefully gripped the short sword's hilt and yanked quickly. Michiru's shriek filled the air but she soon quieted. The sword was out and Haruka threw it to the floor.
Both women then tended to the large wound, cleaning it and such.
When Michiru awoke, she only assumed she had fallen asleep during the patching up process. Haruka sat by the foot of the bed, staring out the window.
Michiru sat up, immediately regretting it when her side began to throb. She grunted softly. Haruka turned to her and leant over, pushing her back down onto the bed. "Rest, Michi."
"What's with the whole Michi thing? Is it like a feast before I die or something?
Haruka smiled at her. "No. I just realized how attached I've become to you. Plus, you did save my life."
"I had to. I promised, remember?"
"Of course, but still. I may have suffered less than you with my armor and all."
"But I promised, and I never break promises." She looked up at the blonde, who smiled at her. For the first time she was sure that Haruka was a real friend.
"Haruka?"
"Yes?" Michiru patted the spot next to her.
"Hold me."
Happy to do so, the blonde laid next to her and held her close. She was on her side, like Michiru, and gently set her chin on the girl's neck and closed her eyes. She could feel Michiru take hold of her hand and squeeze it gently. Haruka smiled.
A few minutes later, much to her discomfort of the silence break, Michiru spoke, "Haruka?"
"Yes, Michiru?"
"Where're Jonas and Markaw?"
Haruka opened her eyes and tried to think back. When she saw them last they were both paired with rather big, strong warriors.
Panic filled her body and she tried to remember if either was severely hurt. "I don't know. They…They're…"
Suddenly both walked in, Jonas with a bloodied cheek. "They're right there," Haruka finished, getting up out of bed.
The two warriors grinned and watched Michiru. "How's the wound, Michiru?" Markaw asked, Jonas nodding in agreement to the asking of the question.
"It's better then it was," Michiru responded, smiling.
"A little improvement goes a long way, Michiru," Jonas said, grinning again, before turning serious and looking at Haruka. Markaw, too, did that.
"Haruka, we have news," Jonas began.
Markaw cut him off. "Yea. …It's the rebels.."
*****
A.N: IMPORTANT!! I won't be updating for a while as I am going to be leaving at 1 PM today (Wednesday) to go on Thanksgiving vacation. I will be back either Sunday or Saturday, just so you know.