Alright, chapter 5 was kinda like an interlude to the new part.
Race For Her Life
Chapter 6
"What the hell?" Haruka cursed as the new, mysterious driver, nearly ran her into the wall. She looked closer as she came up beside the other car. Long raven colored hair came out from under the helmet. "No way. That can't be Rei." She thinks to herself...
Over an hour later, the race came to a conclusion. Haruka finished second, the mysterious driver, only 2 seconds ahead of her.
A short, aqua haired member of the pit crew went up to congradulate the driver. "Good race Rei, at this rate, you'll be at the top in no time."
The more Haruka looked at this woman, the more she looked like Michiru, but, Michiru would never cut her hair or let herself get all greased up.
"Thanks Michelle." She climbed out of the car and hugged her tightly. "Without you, I don't think I'd be able to do this."
"That's definately Rei." Haruka thought about going over there, but thought against it when she saw the two women hug tightly. She sighed to herself and left the race track, going to an empty house, with no violin music filling the air. No aqua haired beauty to come and greet her with a warm, loving kiss. Her home was completely empty. And it was all her fault, if she hadn't of accepted that race the month prior, Michiru wouldn't have ran off.
But then again, that woman with Rei's pit crew...sure did look a whole lot like Michiru.
Race For Her Life
Chapter 6
"What the hell?" Haruka cursed as the new, mysterious driver, nearly ran her into the wall. She looked closer as she came up beside the other car. Long raven colored hair came out from under the helmet. "No way. That can't be Rei." She thinks to herself...
Over an hour later, the race came to a conclusion. Haruka finished second, the mysterious driver, only 2 seconds ahead of her.
A short, aqua haired member of the pit crew went up to congradulate the driver. "Good race Rei, at this rate, you'll be at the top in no time."
The more Haruka looked at this woman, the more she looked like Michiru, but, Michiru would never cut her hair or let herself get all greased up.
"Thanks Michelle." She climbed out of the car and hugged her tightly. "Without you, I don't think I'd be able to do this."
"That's definately Rei." Haruka thought about going over there, but thought against it when she saw the two women hug tightly. She sighed to herself and left the race track, going to an empty house, with no violin music filling the air. No aqua haired beauty to come and greet her with a warm, loving kiss. Her home was completely empty. And it was all her fault, if she hadn't of accepted that race the month prior, Michiru wouldn't have ran off.
But then again, that woman with Rei's pit crew...sure did look a whole lot like Michiru.