Chapter 3: Suspicions
The next morning, Michiru entered the school building with mixed feelings. On one hand, she was keen on meeting Haruka again; on the other hand, she was scared of what Satoshi would say after her revelations. Letting out a sigh, the aqua haired girl walked down the hallway, for the first time since the start of the school year not enjoying the comments about her. "Hey, Michiru!" Satoshi's voice suddenly came. Michiru closed her eyes for a second before she turned around to look at her soon to be ex-boyfriend. "Hi, Satoshi." She quietly spoke. Satoshi of course noticed that something was wrong with her, and he raised both eyebrows. "You okay, honey?" Michiru pulled in a deep breath before she spoke: "Satoshi…I want to break up with you."
All the people on the hallway who had heard the words of the aqua haired girl stopped whatever they were doing and stared at Michiru and Satoshi, their mouths hanging open. "What?" Satoshi now asked, his voice low and angry. "You want to do what?" "I want to break up with you. I'm in love with someone else." Michiru replied, trying to keep her voice calm and steady. "And who would that be?" Satoshi now shouted, angered. "The new one, maybe? Tenoh?" "Are you talking about me?" a low, husky voice suddenly came from behind the angered young man, and Satoshi spun around. "In fact, yes!" he yelled at the young blonde, raising his fist in anger. "I suggest that you don't try to hit me." Haruka calmly spoke, looking at Satoshi with eyes that were colder than ice. "Who do you think you are?" Satoshi yelled while Michiru took one step towards him and reached out to touch his shoulder. "Satoshi, please, calm down!" the aqua haired girl cried out, seriously fearing about Harukas health. "You shut up!" Satoshi barked, spinning around and pushing his ex-girlfriend. Michiru stumbled backwards, realizing in shock that she would fall. Suddenly, a flash of blonde sped past Satoshi, and before Michiru knew what had happened, a pair of strong arms caught her, holding her tight and preventing her from hitting the ground. The aqua haired girl looked up, her blue eyes meeting a pair of teal ones while the scent of leather and cologne filled her nostrils. "You okay?" Haruka gently asked, and all Michiru could do was nod. "Thanks." She finally gently spoke while her cheeks slowly turned red. Haruka smiled at her once more, then started to pull the aqua haired girl to her feet again. Michiru held on to Harukas right arm, and suddenly, the young man let out a groan and gritted his teeth. "Can…can you let go of my arm?" he then pressed out, and Michiru nodded and let go of him. Haruka put her to her feet again and let go of her, grimacing and holding his arm. In front of Michirus inner eye, a flash of memory came up: the demon from yesterday night tearing Uranus' arm open with his claws – exactly where Haruka held his arm now. That has to be a coincidence. Michiru thought to herself, though not completely sure about it. After all, Haruka did resemble the looks of Sailor Uranus… "You bitch." Satoshi now growled, glaring at both Haruka and Michiru. "And you, Tenoh…you're challenging the wrong one." With that, the young man turned around and stormed away, leaving Haruka and Michiru behind. Michiru let out a sigh and looked up to Haruka. "Thanks again…and sorry that you had to see that." Haruka shrugged and smiled. "No problem. Why did you fight anyway?" Michiru blushed again and stuttered: "Because…because…I…he…" Haruka laughed and gently patted the aqua haired girls shoulder, not knowing that she sent waves of electricity through the smaller girls body. "Hey, calm down. You can tell me during lunch break…if you want to spend it with me, that is." Michiru looked up at the taller man with sparkling eyes. "I'd love to." She replied, smiling, before both of them walked into their class.
Four hours later, Haruka and Michiru sat in the school's cafeteria, eating their lunch. "What happened to your arm?" Michiru suddenly asked, not noticing that Haruka choked on his drink for a moment. "I…hurt myself yesterday when I was working on my motorcycle." The blonde quickly lied. Michiru nodded, satisfied with the explanation, and concentrated on her food once more. "You broke up with Satoshi, right? That's why you had a fight today morning." Haruka stated, causing the aqua haired girl to look up surprised. "Yes…yes, that's true. How did you know?" Haruka chuckled and shrugged. "It wasn't too difficult to guess. The only thing I want to know is…what role do I play in that little drama?" Michiru blushed heavily again and stared into her soda when she replied: "You don't want to know, Haruka.", her voice so soft that it was almost inaudible. Her eyes came up when she felt Harukas hand taking hers. "Oh yes, I do want to know." The blonde whispered, looking at the aqua haired girl with a slight smile on your face. Michiru let out a small sigh and finally spoke: "Satoshi thinks that I broke up with him…because of the feelings I have for you." "You have feelings for me." Haruka repeated, and it wasn't a question, it was a statement. Michiru turned purple, and finally, she nodded without looking at the blonde. Haruka let out a small chuckle, and Michiru looked at her shocked. "What…what's so funny?" she finally dared to ask. Haruka just shook her head and replied: "Nothing about you, don't worry." She smiled at Michiru as charming as she could and asked: "You want to go out for dinner tonight? They are a few things we should discuss." Michiru beamed and nodded. "Of course! Will you pick me up?" Haruka nodded, grinning. "Be ready at seven." He then spoke before he stood up and left for his next lesson, while Michiru stayed where she was – all dreamy and with sparkling eyes.