Chapter 9: Back Home
Michiru sat next to Harukas bed, looking at her unconscious form with worry in her blue eyes. The blonde had broken down five hours ago, and hadn't woke up ever since then. Letting out a little sigh, Michiru reached out and gently took Harukas hand into hers, holding it, while she studied the sleeping woman's face. "She's pretty handsome...Miko probably fell for her face at first before she got to know her." the aqua haired girl thought to herself, her eyes glued to the in fact really handsome face of Haruka, hoping that the blonde would wake up soon. As if Haruka had heard her thoughts, she let out a little groan and finally opened her eyes, looking slightly confused. "Tenoh-san." Michiru now spoke, trying to gain the attention of her boss. Haruka slowly turned her head, looking at her. "Michiru...what...what happened?" "You broke down in your office, Tenoh- san." Michiru explained, trying to sound friendly and not too accusing. "Your feaver increased, and your body couldn't handle it anymore." Haruka closed her eyes and let out a little sigh. "Seems like you were right." she then admitted, opening her eyes to look at Michiru again. "I really should have stayed in bed that day." Michiru smiled at her and shrugged. "Well...now you have no choice than staying in bed." she then spoke. "You'll have to stay here in the hospital for a week, and then at home in your bed for another one." Haruka sighed again and stared up at the ceiling in defeat. "Whatever." she then spoke, finally accepting the fact that she was too ill for going to work. Michiru gently squeezed her hand and gave her another gentle smile. "But don't worry, Tenoh-san. Hotaru and I will take good care of you." Haruka smiled back, much to Michirus surprise. "I'm sure you will, Michiru." she then spoke, raising her eyebrows in the process. "But if you fail in taking good care of me...you're fired." Michirus eyes widened in shock and fear, and Haruka quickly continued speaking. "That was a joke." Michiru let out a relieved little sigh and squeezed Harukas hand once more. "You really scared me for a second, Tenoh- san." she then spoke, looking down on her feet. "You see...I really need this job." Haruka didn't reply anything to that, and Michiru stayed silent, too.
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One week later, Haruka was allowed to leave the hospital again. Michiru and Hotaru picked her up with Harukas car, a yellow Toyota 1967 GT Convertible, the blondes joy and pride. When Haruka saw that Michiru had used her car to pick her up, she paled visibly. "You drove my car? Oh my God, I hope you didn't hurt my poor baby!" Michiru couldn't help herself, but had to giggle at the blondes concern. "Don't worry, Tenoh-san, I drove you car very carefully. Right, Hotaru?" Hotaru nodded, giggling. "Yes Daddy, Michiru is a very careful driver!" the little girl then squealed. Haruka gave her daughter a little smile and ruffled her hair. "Let's get home and make sure that your Daddy gets into bed, like she's supposed to." Michiru interrupted the short family moment. Haruka rolled her eyes and nodded before she got into the car, looking at Hotaru. "When it comes to take care of sick people, your Nanny is just like your mother." the blonde then spoke, causing Hotaru to giggle even more - and Michiru to wonder if that had been a compliment or not. Haruka entered the huge house, feeling a little dizzy again. "I better get into bed...my head is spinning." the blonde mumbled, earning concerned looks from Michiru and Hotaru. "You need help to get upstairs?" Michiru finally asked. Haruka shook her head, and the motion caused her knees to turn into jelly. She let out a groan and almost fell, but Michiru caught her just in time. "You do need help." the aqua haired girl then decided, putting one arm around Harukas waist, steadying her. The two women walked upstairs, and Michiru tucked Haruka in after she helped her undress. "Just stay in bed, I'll make you some tea." the aqua haired girl then spoke, earning a tired nod from Haruka. She left the room, and when she returned twenty minutes later with the tea, Haruka was already in a deep slumber. Michiru smiled at the sleeping blonde and walked out of the room, glad that her boss was back home.
Michiru sat next to Harukas bed, looking at her unconscious form with worry in her blue eyes. The blonde had broken down five hours ago, and hadn't woke up ever since then. Letting out a little sigh, Michiru reached out and gently took Harukas hand into hers, holding it, while she studied the sleeping woman's face. "She's pretty handsome...Miko probably fell for her face at first before she got to know her." the aqua haired girl thought to herself, her eyes glued to the in fact really handsome face of Haruka, hoping that the blonde would wake up soon. As if Haruka had heard her thoughts, she let out a little groan and finally opened her eyes, looking slightly confused. "Tenoh-san." Michiru now spoke, trying to gain the attention of her boss. Haruka slowly turned her head, looking at her. "Michiru...what...what happened?" "You broke down in your office, Tenoh- san." Michiru explained, trying to sound friendly and not too accusing. "Your feaver increased, and your body couldn't handle it anymore." Haruka closed her eyes and let out a little sigh. "Seems like you were right." she then admitted, opening her eyes to look at Michiru again. "I really should have stayed in bed that day." Michiru smiled at her and shrugged. "Well...now you have no choice than staying in bed." she then spoke. "You'll have to stay here in the hospital for a week, and then at home in your bed for another one." Haruka sighed again and stared up at the ceiling in defeat. "Whatever." she then spoke, finally accepting the fact that she was too ill for going to work. Michiru gently squeezed her hand and gave her another gentle smile. "But don't worry, Tenoh-san. Hotaru and I will take good care of you." Haruka smiled back, much to Michirus surprise. "I'm sure you will, Michiru." she then spoke, raising her eyebrows in the process. "But if you fail in taking good care of me...you're fired." Michirus eyes widened in shock and fear, and Haruka quickly continued speaking. "That was a joke." Michiru let out a relieved little sigh and squeezed Harukas hand once more. "You really scared me for a second, Tenoh- san." she then spoke, looking down on her feet. "You see...I really need this job." Haruka didn't reply anything to that, and Michiru stayed silent, too.
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One week later, Haruka was allowed to leave the hospital again. Michiru and Hotaru picked her up with Harukas car, a yellow Toyota 1967 GT Convertible, the blondes joy and pride. When Haruka saw that Michiru had used her car to pick her up, she paled visibly. "You drove my car? Oh my God, I hope you didn't hurt my poor baby!" Michiru couldn't help herself, but had to giggle at the blondes concern. "Don't worry, Tenoh-san, I drove you car very carefully. Right, Hotaru?" Hotaru nodded, giggling. "Yes Daddy, Michiru is a very careful driver!" the little girl then squealed. Haruka gave her daughter a little smile and ruffled her hair. "Let's get home and make sure that your Daddy gets into bed, like she's supposed to." Michiru interrupted the short family moment. Haruka rolled her eyes and nodded before she got into the car, looking at Hotaru. "When it comes to take care of sick people, your Nanny is just like your mother." the blonde then spoke, causing Hotaru to giggle even more - and Michiru to wonder if that had been a compliment or not. Haruka entered the huge house, feeling a little dizzy again. "I better get into bed...my head is spinning." the blonde mumbled, earning concerned looks from Michiru and Hotaru. "You need help to get upstairs?" Michiru finally asked. Haruka shook her head, and the motion caused her knees to turn into jelly. She let out a groan and almost fell, but Michiru caught her just in time. "You do need help." the aqua haired girl then decided, putting one arm around Harukas waist, steadying her. The two women walked upstairs, and Michiru tucked Haruka in after she helped her undress. "Just stay in bed, I'll make you some tea." the aqua haired girl then spoke, earning a tired nod from Haruka. She left the room, and when she returned twenty minutes later with the tea, Haruka was already in a deep slumber. Michiru smiled at the sleeping blonde and walked out of the room, glad that her boss was back home.
