Chapter 6: The Date
Haruka stopped her car in front of one of Tokyo's most expensive restaurants, a French one named Chez Louis, and turned off the engine. Michiru reached for the car door, but Haruka suddenly butted in: "Don't. Wait." Michiru looked at her surprised, then nodded. Haruka climbed out of the car, got something out of the trunk and finally opened Michirus door for the aqua haired girl. "My Lady…?" Haruka spoke, grinning. Michiru giggled and got out of the car, bowing to her blonde companion. "Thank you very much, Sir." She then spoke. That reminded Haruka of the fact that Michiru thought of her as a guy, and her mood sank a little, but one look into Michirus eyes brought her back to happiness. Smiling, the blonde held out the bunch of red roses she'd been hiding in the trunk. Michirus eyes lit up, and she let out a small gasp. "Haruka, thank you! They are…they are wonderful." The aqua haired girl spoke while Haruka handed them over to her, smiling. "Not as wonderful as you are." The blonde cooed, causing Michiru to blush heavily. "And you're cute when you're doing that." Haruka added, making Michiru blush even more. "Why, thank you, Haruka." The aqua haired girl spoke, smiling at the taller woman. "But you should know…that you're a wonderful person, too." Haruka smiled back and offered her arm to Michiru. "Wanna go inside, then?" she asked, pointing over to the restaurant. Michiru nodded, accepted the offered arm, and the two of them made their way into the restaurant.
Two hours later, the two women were finished with dinner. Haruka leaned back in her chair, smiling at Michiru, who smiled back. "Did you like your food?" Haruka asked, absent-mindedly tapping the desk with her index finger. "Yes, it was great." Michiru replied. The tapping noise Haruka created was getting on her nerves, and her first reaction was to place her hand over Harukas. The blonde looked at her, a mix of surprise and joy in her eyes. Michiru thought about telling her the reason why she had taken the blondes hand, but when Harukas thumb caressed her fingers, she decided otherwise. "If you want to, we can find a nice café and have a drink." Haruka suggested. Michiru nodded, and Haruka used her free hand to wave for the waiter, who immediately came hurrying over. Haruka paid the dinner, and the two of them left – holding hands on their way out.
Haruka and Michiru stopped in front of Harukas car, Michiru patiently waiting until Haruka found the car key. The blonde was just about to unlock the car when Michiru took her hand once more. "Hm…?" Haruka looked at the aqua haired girl questioningly, and found her smiling. She smiled back, and her smile grew when Michiru spoke up. "Haruka…there's one thing I've been wondering about the whole evening." "And that would be?" Haruka replied. "I was wondering…what your lips taste like." Michiru whispered while her free hand traveled up to Harukas neck. She gently pulled the blonde down to her, and the two of them sank into a long, gentle kiss. For one second, Michiru wondered why Harukas lips were so soft, then the kiss deepened, and all her thoughts were blown away.
