Chapter 6

Through the pain, and the blackness, Michiru realized she was no longer in amongst the real world. She was sitting on a cliff above the sea, her favourite place, before the depression set in. She looked down at herself. She was wearing an absolutely gorgeous dress. It was almost ankle length, made of floaty material, and was white, with faint hints of aqua swirling across it. She reached up a hand to pat down her hair, which was blowing violently in the wind. She came across a small tiara. It was silver with a single, rather large sapphire. Beautiful.

As Michiru stood there wondering, she heard a voice from behind her. "Michiru, darling, what are you doing here?" Michiru spun around, and met with a very attractive woman who she'd never seen in her life. She had really long honey blonde hair, extremely pale skin, and big blue eyes surrounded by long lashes. She was wearing a dress much like Michiru's; only it had silver swirls instead of aqua. And she had wings! "What the." Michiru was confused. The woman laughed lightly. "Michiru darling, you're not supposed to be here yet! It's not your time to go." Michiru gazed around, still amazed at the beauty of the place. "So, is this heaven?" She asked. "No, not by a long shot. This is your destination when you do go, many years from now. A kind of afterlife. I guess the Egyptians were onto something." Michiru smiled. "Wow. Can I go for a swim?" She asked, pointing towards the ocean. The angel/girl shook her head sadly. "I'm sorry, but I have to send you back to your body. You have a very upset young lady waiting there. Michi, you tried to kill yourself, so waking up will probably hurt. It will stop eventually." The angel glided forward and gave Michiru a warm, friendly hug, and whispered in her ear. "Michi, everything gets better. Your life will improve. I promise. I know." The two women pulled back, and Michiru whispered: "You're my guardian angel, aren't you?" The girl smiled. "You could say that. Goodbye, Michiru." She waved her hand, smiling mysteriously, and Michiru felt herself being pulled back towards her body. Back to reality.

Haruka sat there with her head in her hands, trying both not to burst into tears, and ignore both the ugly, overweight nurse with too much make-up, and the glares of Michiru's bandmates, Setsuna and Hotaru, who were sitting on the other side of the bed. Ashlee and Sam hadn't been able to make it. Who knows why. Whatever. Just as Haruka was about to start crying in frustration, Michiru let out a small groan. Everyone jumped, and the ugly nurse shrieked.

"Doctor, she's coming around!" A very shrill female voice shrieked. Michiru shuddered, that annoying voice was pounding into her head, and it hurt. Big time. Her eyes fluttered open, searching for a face. There she was. Haruka, looking tired and strained, and with tears brimming in her eyes. Michiru reached out a trembling hand, and then. That nurse moved in and literately shoved Haruka to the side. Haruka hit the floor. "Ouch! Jesus Christ, woman." The nurse glared at her, and started to fuss over Michiru. When she was finished putting her in as much pain as was possible by poking her and saying 'does this hurt?' The nurse glared at the three visitors. "This young lady may only have one visitor. She is in a bad way." Setsuna and Hotaru grudgingly agreed that Haruka could stay, because they both had things to do.

When everyone, including the nurse and doctor, had left, Michiru sat up slowly, wincing in pain. Haruka put an arm out to help her, but Michiru ignored it and flung herself, sobbing, at Haruka. Haruka awkwardly wrapped her arms around her, and buried her face into Michiru's shoulder, crying. After they had sat there like that for a few minutes, Haruka pulled away. "Michiru, I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened to me, but all of a sudden, I just couldn't tell you how I feel. But, I love you Michi, and I'm sorry that I didn't tell you this before. You never would have hurt yourself if it wasn't for me." Michiru looked up into Haruka's eyes. "Ruka, that's not true! The whole reason my depression started in the first place is because of my family. They abuse me, and they probably always will. No- one needs me." Haruka then forced Michiru to look back up into her eyes. "Michi, that's not true. I need you, and I love you." Michiru stopped for a second, unsure, then seemed to give in. "I know." Haruka looked surprised. "But how could you know?" Michiru smiled contentedly. "My guardian angel told me." Haruka stared for a second, then decided Michiru must be still a little weird from the morphine, so she just smiled and shook her head.

//So guys, what did you think? Oh, and one of my friends told me that talking about Avril Lavigne makes it seem like I like her *pretends to throw up*. So yeah, I'll stop. Oh, and my character Avril doesn't have anything to do with Lavigne. I just like that name. Anyway, question for everyone. Should I put in one last chapter, you know, saying how things are going with the couple after Michiru gets out of the hospital, or should I just leave it at that? Review and tell me, guys. Peace//