Chapter 5: Creating Danger

Michiru sat in the new room Haruka had allowed her to move to, staring out of the window. She still wasn't all too happy about being held prisoner here, but least she wasn't tied up anymore and now had daylight in her cell. The room couldn't even be really called a cell; there was a comfortable bed, a table with two chairs and even a phone connected to the internal network, so Michiru could call the doctor or anyone else for help if she needed something. Letting out a sigh, the aqua haired girl let herself fall down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. For some reason, the image of Haruka kept floating up in front of her inner eye; Michiru didn't know why she couldn't stop thinking about the blonde Yakuza, but for some reason, Haruka didn't seem so bad anymore after their last talk. The aqua haired girl finally had managed to take a glimpse behind the cold and ruthless Yakuza exterior Haruka normally showed and had seen the human being Haruka, who had feelings and the ability to smile and laugh. Michiru sighed once more and rolled over, ending up lying on her stomach. Before she could think about Haruka much more, the door to her room was unlocked and opened. Heihachi entered, carrying a huge tray with a bottle of wine, two empty plates and one bigger plate filled with Sushi in. "Huh?" Michiru sat upright, staring at the entering Yakuza with surprise in her eyes. "What's that?" Heihachi gave her a half-hearted smile and sat the tray down on the table. "The boss wants to have dinner with you. Don't ask me why, she just ordered it." Michiru frowned while Heihachi left the room again, wondering what that meant. Why on Earth would Haruka want to have dinner with her? Before she had the chance to ponder this further, the door opened once more and Haruka entered. The blonde was wearing a clean white shirt, combined with black slacks and a black jacket; the only thing that ruined this perfect outfit a little was the fact that her right arm was in a sling. "Hello." Haruka now spoke, walking over to the bed where Michiru still sat, staring at her. "He…hello." The aqua haired girl finally managed to stammer out. Haruka gave her a lopsided smile and pointed to the huge plate filled with fish. "The dinner is just another little Thank You for helping me back there. I told you, I'm a woman of honour." Michiru nodded, dazed, and slowly rose from the bed, walking over to the table with the food on it. The two women sat down, and Haruka poured both Michiru and her a glass of wine. "There ya go." The blonde then spoke, setting the bottle on the table and helping herself to some of the Sushi. "Hope you like it." Both started to eat, and for a few minutes there was silence – until Haruka spoke up to her. "Your stay here doesn't have to be as bad as it was until now, Michiru." Michiru let out a small sigh and looked at the blonde. "You're keeping me here against my will." She then softly spoke, her eyes never leaving Harukas. "So my stay here never will be really enjoyable." Haruka put down her chopsticks and leaned back in her seat, looking at the aqua haired girl for a long time. Finally, she spoke up again. "I know that you're not all too happy about staying here, but it's necessary." "Why?" Michiru shot back, anger suddenly bubbling up inside her. "So you can finish off my boyfriend without troubles?" Suddenly, Haruka perked up, her eyes showing interest all of a sudden. "Your boyfriend?" she asked, and Michiru covered her mouth with one hand. Shit! The aqua haired girl thought to herself, realizing what she had done. "So Westwood is your boyfriend. Interesting." Haruka mumbled, slowly rising from her chair. "That gives me a lot of new perspectives." "What…what do you mean with that?" Michiru asked, her voice shaking all of a sudden. Haruka gave her her typical lopsided grin and walked towards the door. "You'll see." Were the last words the blonde spoke before she left the room, locking the door behind her.

"Where on Earth is she!" David raged, kicking his office desk in anger. The two men that stood in front of him flinched at their boss' behaviour, but didn't say anything. "Have you found any trace of her yet?!" David yelled at them, and both of them flinched again before they shook their heads. "No, Sir. It seems as if earth opened up and swallowed her or something." David growled at them, and they took a step back. "I do no need your smart ass metaphors." He grumbled, his fist smashing down on the desk once more. "And now get out and try to find my girl!" The men nodded and hurried out of the room while David let himself fall back into his chair, running one hand through his hair. That was when his cell phone rang, causing him to jump. Angered, he answered the call and barked: "What!" "Nice greeting, Westwood." A low, husky voice replied, and David's fingers closed around the cell phone so tightly that it cracked protesting. "Tenoh." He grunted out, barely able to control his anger anymore. "What do you want?" he then asked, forcing himself to stay calm. His calmness went to hell though when he heard what Haruka said next. "Surprise, surprise. I have your girlfriend."