The days passed by, turning into weeks, that slowly turned into
months and summer was right around the corner. Hoshi was sitting in her
workroom, mixing up new sounds for an upcoming collection of dance music,
that she had been given the honors of doing. She was wearing a white tank
top and a pair of short cut blue jeans, that where ripped pretty much
everywhere. The sky outside was filled with threatening dark clouds, but
not a drop of rain had fallen all day.
Hoshi leaned back while sipping some tea, which had gone cold several hours earlier. She sighed as she slowly put the cup down onto the table, beside the keyboard. She hadn't had a cigarette for weeks and she had a hard time without them. She sighed while closing her eyes, while letting her hand run trough her newly cut and bleached hair, which was like always in a mess.
The phone started to yell suddenly, which only caused Hoshi to jump in the chair. She pressed the hands free button on the phone, before leaning back once more and staring right at the ceiling. "Tsuya Hoshi speaking." She said in a clear and high voice.
"How's work going?" A voice almost sang on the other end.
Hoshi smiled for herself, knowing the voice anywhere. She sighed gently before closing her eyes. "Nothing much has changed." She replied as she put her hands behind her head, looking at the phone now. "I have problems with one of the tracks." She added shortly after a while of studying the black phone, with its shining red light. "What about you? What's happening?"
"Nothing much really. I just finished a painting."
Hoshi shook her head a little, but smiled. "When do you have time to see me then, Michi?"
The voice in the speaker laughed gently. "When ever you have time." Michiru answered. "What's it been? A day now?"
Hoshi grinned for herself and closed her eyes gently. "One day, ten hours and fifteen minutes." She corrected. She had been watching the clock all the time since Michiru had gone home, to get some work done. "What's happening today then? Care to have dinner with me?"
Michiru sighed on the other end, but Hoshi could hear that the sigh was a happy one. "I wouldn't mind that." She answered. "How about seven?"
Hoshi looked at the clock once more and nodded for herself. "Sounds good." She agreed. "Where would me princess like to eat?" She asked and pressed a key on her keyboard, logging up on the Internet and onto a restaurant tip site. "There's a new place close to my place." She added while reading the text of a newly opened restaurant called Opal's.
"Sounds like a challenge." Michiru answered. "We'll meet up there at seven then?"
"Sounds fine in my ears." Hoshi agreed and leaned towards the phone, while leaning her head in her hand. "I'll see you there then darling."
"Alright. See you at seven, and don't you dare be late." Michiru laughed softly on the other end. "That happened one time and it wasn't my fault." Hoshi replied with a smile over her lips. They had had plans for dinner two weeks ago and Hoshi's car broke down, as she was about to leave her parking space.
"Mmm." Michiru sighed softly now. "Bye, Hoshi."
"Bye-bye." Hoshi smiled and soon pressed the shining red button on the phone, before leaning back in the chair, looking at the ceiling for a while, before sighing. She got up from the chair and turned of the screen to her computer, before getting out of the chair and walking out of the room.
Hoshi got out of her rental car outside the restaurant some hours later. She looked around on the street before she closed the doors to the white Toyota, which she locked a second later. She was wearing a white blouse and a pair of dark blue jeans. She looked at the restaurant for a while more before she smiled for herself, taking a step away from her car.
At the same time Michiru drove up in her car, which she parked right behind Hoshi's. She got out of the car and locking the doors before she rested her eyes on Hoshi, who hadn't noticed her. She was wearing a gentle green shirt and a pair of light gray pants. She hadn't let her grow out, which was still cut short and just as boyish. Michiru smiled warmly and slowly walked over to the bleached blonde, putting her hands over her eyes with a soft giggle. "Guess who?" She whispered into Hoshi's ear.
Hoshi felt a slight shiver all over her body, but she smiled. "Is that you dad?" She whispered and soon the smile turned into a grin, before she took Michiru's hands into her own and turning around to face the young woman standing there. "Oh damn, dad! When did you turn into a woman?" Hoshi widened her eyes a little, still with the same grin over her lips.
Michiru just smiled at her and soon kissed Hoshi softly on the lips. "Nice seeing you again." She whispered while looking at Hoshi with a soft glow over her eyes. "And since when do you shop women's jeans sweet heart?" She asked as she noticed Hoshi's jeans.
"It's nice seeing you too." Hoshi replied and let the grin fade away. "Shall we?" She asked before putting her arm around Michiru's.
"Let's." Michiru agreed with a smile, before they walked up the restaurant and trough the door.
The place had seven customers all and all, and there were four waiters working. The walls were painted in an almost scary yellow and dark green color, while the tables where made out of black painted wood, just like the chairs.
A young man behind the counter looked up from the papers he was reading, and smiled as he spotted Hoshi and Michiru, who looked around them selves with a studying gaze. "Welcome to Opal's." He said with a high voice as he walked over to them. "Will you be having dinner?" He asked with a polite look over his face.
"For two." Michiru smiled at him, while Hoshi kept on studying the place. "None smoking, if it's possible?"
"Of course, sir." The young man nodded and made a gesture towards some tables by the window.
"Sir? Isn't that the first time you've been called that?" Hoshi whispered to Michiru with a raised eyebrow, as the young man had walked some steps away from them. "Should I start calling you the same?" She asked with a grin over her lips.
Michiru just smiled at the comment, which she really didn't mind. They soon walked after the young man who pulled out a chair for Hoshi, while Michiru sat down on the chair on the other side of the table. The waiter gave them the menus before he walked of.
Hoshi grinned from behind the menu, while looking over at Michiru, who was just looking at her with a raised eyebrow. "Suddenly my life has changed around." She remarked and put down the open menu onto the table. "I've always been called a young man, but now you? What's wrong with people's eyes?"
Michiru shook her head a little while looking down at the menu in front of her, turning to the wine page. "I have not a clue." She replied while looking over the prices, just for fun.
Hoshi looked at her for a while before she leaned her head in her hand, looking at a table where two guys were sitting, having some beer while smoking on cigars. Hoshi sighed deeply and bit her lip while her eyes slowly returned to Michiru, who looked right at her with a wondering look. "I can't stand this." She answered the look before she looked at the menu again.
"You've been doing well so far. haven't you?" Michiru asked while tilting her head slightly to the left.
Hoshi snorted as she let her gaze study the menu. "Sure. but I still have that urge to get the kick." She replied and soon turned the page. "I'm not sure if I'll live trough this."
Michiru smiled and slowly rested her hand onto the menu, so the palm was upwards. "If you survive, you'll feel better. I promise." She whispered with a gentle voice.
Hoshi looked at Michiru's hand for a while, before letting her gaze rest over Michiru's warming face. "Promise?" Hoshi blinked.
"I promise." Michiru promised and Hoshi could see that she really meant it.
Hoshi soon smiled at the aqua haired beauty on the other side of the table, before putting her hand into hers, squeezing it gently. She was about to open her mouth, to say something she had wanted to say for a long time, but the waiter, who had appeared from nowhere, cut her in.
"Have you decided?" He asked with a smile over his lips, as he held his note pad in his hand with a pen.
Not much was said under dinner, since the waiter was looking their way almost all the time. Michiru and Hoshi were sitting there sipping some coffee, while the waiter walked over to the table with the bill. Hoshi and Michiru gave the bill a glaze and then at the young man, who was still standing there.
Doesn't this creep know when it's time to go? Hoshi asked and soon looked at her cup, sighing deeply, which almost sounded more like an irritated groan. The groan did not only scare Michiru, but the young man went pale in the face.
"Eh. I'll come back when you're finished." He stuttered and soon walked away from the table.
"Thank god." Hoshi mumbled while slowly picking up the cup. I'll probably never get the chance to say those words. She thought and soon looked at Michiru from behind the cup. Michiru was studying the bill on the table and soon she took out her valet. "Hey!" Hoshi gasped and almost dropped the cup onto the table.
Michiru looked at the bleached blonde with an asking, but surprised look over her face. "Yes? Or did you want to share it?" She asked now, while a soft smile plaid on her lips.
Hoshi sighed deeply and looked at the table. "Michiru." She whispered under her breath. "I want to pay it." She said now, while letting her gaze end up at Michiru's eyes.
Michiru smiled warmly towards her and soon put away her valet again, pushing the bill towards Hoshi. "But this will mean that next dinner is on me."
Hoshi smiled at the almost ordering tone in Michiru's voice, which she nodded in agreement to. Hoshi looked at the bill for a while and soon took out her valet, putting the money in between the bill, which she folded, by the middle. She then pushed the bill away from her, like if she really didn't like it.
"Is something bothering you, Hoshi?" Michiru asked after a second of studying the look over her face.
Hoshi blinked and looked back at Michiru, studying the asking look in the woman's eyes for a second before she took a deep breath. She swallowed and was about to open her mouth to say something. But the waiter appeared from mid-air again, causing both Hoshi and Michiru to jump in the chairs they were sitting in. "Aw man!" Hoshi groaned once more and got up from the chair, throwing the napkin onto the table like a sign of protest.
"Hope dinner was fine, miss." The young man said nervously as he picked up the bill from the table.
"It was fine until you started popping up from nowhere!" Hoshi mumbled under her breath, while letting her angered gaze stare right at the floor. She soon sighed and walked towards the door, putting her hands into her pockets.
"Honey?" Michiru whispered after the bleached blonde and soon sighed, looking at the young man who was slightly pale in the face. "Don't listen to her. She's just angry about something." She said calmly while she put her hand onto the young man's shoulder. "And, young man."
The waiter looked at Michiru for a while before blinking. "Yes?"
"I'm a Miss, not a Sir." Michiru remarked with a smile over her lips, before she walked towards the door and out of the restaurant, leaving the young man blushing brightly in shame. "Hoshi?" Michiru shouted as the door behind her closed. She soon spotted Hoshi sitting on the sidewalk, between her own and Michiru's car, studying something on the ground while a frown had formed onto her face. "Hoshi?" Michiru blinked and slowly walked over, sitting down beside her. "What's wrong?" She asked carefully, trying to put her hand under Hoshi's chin, to move her face towards her, from which Hoshi just moved her head away from. "What's wrong? Have I done something to make you angry?" Michiru asked after her third try.
Hoshi closed her eyes tightly while holding her breath.
Michiru looked at the woman for a while before she sighed, and was about to get up from the ground, when Hoshi grabbed onto her by the arm. Michiru's eyes widened suddenly and her face paled a bit. "Hoshi?" She whispered, slightly nervous at the strength in Hoshi's grip.
Hoshi slowly opened her eyes, while slowly filling her lungs with air. She was facing Michiru within a blink of an eye, staring right at her with a soft look over her eyes, which slowly filled with tears.
"Sweet heart.?" Michiru whispered, while her face paled a bit more.
Hoshi swallowed hard slowly parted her lips. "I." She whispered now but stopped suddenly.
"What is it Hoshi?" Michiru asked now as she felt Hoshi's grip around her arm loosen. "Tell me. I'm worried."
Hoshi just looked at Michiru for sometime, without saying a word. Why can't I just tell her? She thought suddenly, seeing a careful smile appearing on Michiru's lips. I mean, I do. and she probably knows it already. She continued thinking and blinked gently, keeping her gaze at Michiru. But she just hasn't heard it from my lips. Hoshi's face turned serious which only made a tear run down her cheek.
"Hoshi? What's wrong?" Michiru whispered gently while she stroked the tear away from Hoshi's face, as it was about to run down to her chin. "I love you, my darling and I don't want to worry." She whispered now and the gaze over her face turned softer and tender, while a gentle blush appeared at her cheeks.
Hoshi's eyes widened hearing the words just rolling of Michiru's tongue. The first time she heard those words, which she was fighting with to get out herself. And now, Michiru had said them first. A tear ran down Hoshi's cheek as she closed her eyes gently. "You don't have to worry about me." She whispered before she looked at Michiru again.
"So what is it?" Michiru asked gently while stroking away the tears from Hoshi's eyes.
Hoshi took a deep breath and soon smiled softly, mostly for herself. She said them first. She thought and soon put her hand onto Michiru's cheek, moving her face closer to hers, only to plant her lips over Michiru's in a tender and soft kiss.
Michiru just smiled at the sudden kiss from Hoshi, but she answered it by kissing the bleached woman back. As Hoshi slowly moved away from Michiru's lips, they looked into each other's eyes for sometime, before Hoshi sighed. "Tell me then?" Michiru whispered while stroking some strands of hair form Hoshi's forehead.
"I love you too." Hoshi whispered instantly as she had opened her eyes. That wasn't so hard! She dammed herself.
Michiru smiled warmly at her as she got up from the ground. "Let's go to your place." She whispered as she held her hands towards Hoshi.
"You bet we will." Hoshi smiled warmly as she took Michiru's hand, only to be pulled up from the ground. They soon, like a reflex looked around them selves, seeing several people on the street and in the restaurant window staring at them with large eyes.
"Not a unusual response." Michiru whispered with a smile over her lips,
Hoshi grinned and soon took a deep breath, while throwing 'the finger' into the air. "Don't you people have anything better to do, than to stare at two amazingly good looking babes kissing on a open street, in the middle of a beautiful evening like this?" She screamed as hard as she could, which everyone on the street heard and pretty much of the people in the restaurant window. "Let's go babe. I'm bored and I think I'm getting straight germs." Hoshi said with a smile towards a laughing Michiru.
Hoshi leaned back while sipping some tea, which had gone cold several hours earlier. She sighed as she slowly put the cup down onto the table, beside the keyboard. She hadn't had a cigarette for weeks and she had a hard time without them. She sighed while closing her eyes, while letting her hand run trough her newly cut and bleached hair, which was like always in a mess.
The phone started to yell suddenly, which only caused Hoshi to jump in the chair. She pressed the hands free button on the phone, before leaning back once more and staring right at the ceiling. "Tsuya Hoshi speaking." She said in a clear and high voice.
"How's work going?" A voice almost sang on the other end.
Hoshi smiled for herself, knowing the voice anywhere. She sighed gently before closing her eyes. "Nothing much has changed." She replied as she put her hands behind her head, looking at the phone now. "I have problems with one of the tracks." She added shortly after a while of studying the black phone, with its shining red light. "What about you? What's happening?"
"Nothing much really. I just finished a painting."
Hoshi shook her head a little, but smiled. "When do you have time to see me then, Michi?"
The voice in the speaker laughed gently. "When ever you have time." Michiru answered. "What's it been? A day now?"
Hoshi grinned for herself and closed her eyes gently. "One day, ten hours and fifteen minutes." She corrected. She had been watching the clock all the time since Michiru had gone home, to get some work done. "What's happening today then? Care to have dinner with me?"
Michiru sighed on the other end, but Hoshi could hear that the sigh was a happy one. "I wouldn't mind that." She answered. "How about seven?"
Hoshi looked at the clock once more and nodded for herself. "Sounds good." She agreed. "Where would me princess like to eat?" She asked and pressed a key on her keyboard, logging up on the Internet and onto a restaurant tip site. "There's a new place close to my place." She added while reading the text of a newly opened restaurant called Opal's.
"Sounds like a challenge." Michiru answered. "We'll meet up there at seven then?"
"Sounds fine in my ears." Hoshi agreed and leaned towards the phone, while leaning her head in her hand. "I'll see you there then darling."
"Alright. See you at seven, and don't you dare be late." Michiru laughed softly on the other end. "That happened one time and it wasn't my fault." Hoshi replied with a smile over her lips. They had had plans for dinner two weeks ago and Hoshi's car broke down, as she was about to leave her parking space.
"Mmm." Michiru sighed softly now. "Bye, Hoshi."
"Bye-bye." Hoshi smiled and soon pressed the shining red button on the phone, before leaning back in the chair, looking at the ceiling for a while, before sighing. She got up from the chair and turned of the screen to her computer, before getting out of the chair and walking out of the room.
Hoshi got out of her rental car outside the restaurant some hours later. She looked around on the street before she closed the doors to the white Toyota, which she locked a second later. She was wearing a white blouse and a pair of dark blue jeans. She looked at the restaurant for a while more before she smiled for herself, taking a step away from her car.
At the same time Michiru drove up in her car, which she parked right behind Hoshi's. She got out of the car and locking the doors before she rested her eyes on Hoshi, who hadn't noticed her. She was wearing a gentle green shirt and a pair of light gray pants. She hadn't let her grow out, which was still cut short and just as boyish. Michiru smiled warmly and slowly walked over to the bleached blonde, putting her hands over her eyes with a soft giggle. "Guess who?" She whispered into Hoshi's ear.
Hoshi felt a slight shiver all over her body, but she smiled. "Is that you dad?" She whispered and soon the smile turned into a grin, before she took Michiru's hands into her own and turning around to face the young woman standing there. "Oh damn, dad! When did you turn into a woman?" Hoshi widened her eyes a little, still with the same grin over her lips.
Michiru just smiled at her and soon kissed Hoshi softly on the lips. "Nice seeing you again." She whispered while looking at Hoshi with a soft glow over her eyes. "And since when do you shop women's jeans sweet heart?" She asked as she noticed Hoshi's jeans.
"It's nice seeing you too." Hoshi replied and let the grin fade away. "Shall we?" She asked before putting her arm around Michiru's.
"Let's." Michiru agreed with a smile, before they walked up the restaurant and trough the door.
The place had seven customers all and all, and there were four waiters working. The walls were painted in an almost scary yellow and dark green color, while the tables where made out of black painted wood, just like the chairs.
A young man behind the counter looked up from the papers he was reading, and smiled as he spotted Hoshi and Michiru, who looked around them selves with a studying gaze. "Welcome to Opal's." He said with a high voice as he walked over to them. "Will you be having dinner?" He asked with a polite look over his face.
"For two." Michiru smiled at him, while Hoshi kept on studying the place. "None smoking, if it's possible?"
"Of course, sir." The young man nodded and made a gesture towards some tables by the window.
"Sir? Isn't that the first time you've been called that?" Hoshi whispered to Michiru with a raised eyebrow, as the young man had walked some steps away from them. "Should I start calling you the same?" She asked with a grin over her lips.
Michiru just smiled at the comment, which she really didn't mind. They soon walked after the young man who pulled out a chair for Hoshi, while Michiru sat down on the chair on the other side of the table. The waiter gave them the menus before he walked of.
Hoshi grinned from behind the menu, while looking over at Michiru, who was just looking at her with a raised eyebrow. "Suddenly my life has changed around." She remarked and put down the open menu onto the table. "I've always been called a young man, but now you? What's wrong with people's eyes?"
Michiru shook her head a little while looking down at the menu in front of her, turning to the wine page. "I have not a clue." She replied while looking over the prices, just for fun.
Hoshi looked at her for a while before she leaned her head in her hand, looking at a table where two guys were sitting, having some beer while smoking on cigars. Hoshi sighed deeply and bit her lip while her eyes slowly returned to Michiru, who looked right at her with a wondering look. "I can't stand this." She answered the look before she looked at the menu again.
"You've been doing well so far. haven't you?" Michiru asked while tilting her head slightly to the left.
Hoshi snorted as she let her gaze study the menu. "Sure. but I still have that urge to get the kick." She replied and soon turned the page. "I'm not sure if I'll live trough this."
Michiru smiled and slowly rested her hand onto the menu, so the palm was upwards. "If you survive, you'll feel better. I promise." She whispered with a gentle voice.
Hoshi looked at Michiru's hand for a while, before letting her gaze rest over Michiru's warming face. "Promise?" Hoshi blinked.
"I promise." Michiru promised and Hoshi could see that she really meant it.
Hoshi soon smiled at the aqua haired beauty on the other side of the table, before putting her hand into hers, squeezing it gently. She was about to open her mouth, to say something she had wanted to say for a long time, but the waiter, who had appeared from nowhere, cut her in.
"Have you decided?" He asked with a smile over his lips, as he held his note pad in his hand with a pen.
Not much was said under dinner, since the waiter was looking their way almost all the time. Michiru and Hoshi were sitting there sipping some coffee, while the waiter walked over to the table with the bill. Hoshi and Michiru gave the bill a glaze and then at the young man, who was still standing there.
Doesn't this creep know when it's time to go? Hoshi asked and soon looked at her cup, sighing deeply, which almost sounded more like an irritated groan. The groan did not only scare Michiru, but the young man went pale in the face.
"Eh. I'll come back when you're finished." He stuttered and soon walked away from the table.
"Thank god." Hoshi mumbled while slowly picking up the cup. I'll probably never get the chance to say those words. She thought and soon looked at Michiru from behind the cup. Michiru was studying the bill on the table and soon she took out her valet. "Hey!" Hoshi gasped and almost dropped the cup onto the table.
Michiru looked at the bleached blonde with an asking, but surprised look over her face. "Yes? Or did you want to share it?" She asked now, while a soft smile plaid on her lips.
Hoshi sighed deeply and looked at the table. "Michiru." She whispered under her breath. "I want to pay it." She said now, while letting her gaze end up at Michiru's eyes.
Michiru smiled warmly towards her and soon put away her valet again, pushing the bill towards Hoshi. "But this will mean that next dinner is on me."
Hoshi smiled at the almost ordering tone in Michiru's voice, which she nodded in agreement to. Hoshi looked at the bill for a while and soon took out her valet, putting the money in between the bill, which she folded, by the middle. She then pushed the bill away from her, like if she really didn't like it.
"Is something bothering you, Hoshi?" Michiru asked after a second of studying the look over her face.
Hoshi blinked and looked back at Michiru, studying the asking look in the woman's eyes for a second before she took a deep breath. She swallowed and was about to open her mouth to say something. But the waiter appeared from mid-air again, causing both Hoshi and Michiru to jump in the chairs they were sitting in. "Aw man!" Hoshi groaned once more and got up from the chair, throwing the napkin onto the table like a sign of protest.
"Hope dinner was fine, miss." The young man said nervously as he picked up the bill from the table.
"It was fine until you started popping up from nowhere!" Hoshi mumbled under her breath, while letting her angered gaze stare right at the floor. She soon sighed and walked towards the door, putting her hands into her pockets.
"Honey?" Michiru whispered after the bleached blonde and soon sighed, looking at the young man who was slightly pale in the face. "Don't listen to her. She's just angry about something." She said calmly while she put her hand onto the young man's shoulder. "And, young man."
The waiter looked at Michiru for a while before blinking. "Yes?"
"I'm a Miss, not a Sir." Michiru remarked with a smile over her lips, before she walked towards the door and out of the restaurant, leaving the young man blushing brightly in shame. "Hoshi?" Michiru shouted as the door behind her closed. She soon spotted Hoshi sitting on the sidewalk, between her own and Michiru's car, studying something on the ground while a frown had formed onto her face. "Hoshi?" Michiru blinked and slowly walked over, sitting down beside her. "What's wrong?" She asked carefully, trying to put her hand under Hoshi's chin, to move her face towards her, from which Hoshi just moved her head away from. "What's wrong? Have I done something to make you angry?" Michiru asked after her third try.
Hoshi closed her eyes tightly while holding her breath.
Michiru looked at the woman for a while before she sighed, and was about to get up from the ground, when Hoshi grabbed onto her by the arm. Michiru's eyes widened suddenly and her face paled a bit. "Hoshi?" She whispered, slightly nervous at the strength in Hoshi's grip.
Hoshi slowly opened her eyes, while slowly filling her lungs with air. She was facing Michiru within a blink of an eye, staring right at her with a soft look over her eyes, which slowly filled with tears.
"Sweet heart.?" Michiru whispered, while her face paled a bit more.
Hoshi swallowed hard slowly parted her lips. "I." She whispered now but stopped suddenly.
"What is it Hoshi?" Michiru asked now as she felt Hoshi's grip around her arm loosen. "Tell me. I'm worried."
Hoshi just looked at Michiru for sometime, without saying a word. Why can't I just tell her? She thought suddenly, seeing a careful smile appearing on Michiru's lips. I mean, I do. and she probably knows it already. She continued thinking and blinked gently, keeping her gaze at Michiru. But she just hasn't heard it from my lips. Hoshi's face turned serious which only made a tear run down her cheek.
"Hoshi? What's wrong?" Michiru whispered gently while she stroked the tear away from Hoshi's face, as it was about to run down to her chin. "I love you, my darling and I don't want to worry." She whispered now and the gaze over her face turned softer and tender, while a gentle blush appeared at her cheeks.
Hoshi's eyes widened hearing the words just rolling of Michiru's tongue. The first time she heard those words, which she was fighting with to get out herself. And now, Michiru had said them first. A tear ran down Hoshi's cheek as she closed her eyes gently. "You don't have to worry about me." She whispered before she looked at Michiru again.
"So what is it?" Michiru asked gently while stroking away the tears from Hoshi's eyes.
Hoshi took a deep breath and soon smiled softly, mostly for herself. She said them first. She thought and soon put her hand onto Michiru's cheek, moving her face closer to hers, only to plant her lips over Michiru's in a tender and soft kiss.
Michiru just smiled at the sudden kiss from Hoshi, but she answered it by kissing the bleached woman back. As Hoshi slowly moved away from Michiru's lips, they looked into each other's eyes for sometime, before Hoshi sighed. "Tell me then?" Michiru whispered while stroking some strands of hair form Hoshi's forehead.
"I love you too." Hoshi whispered instantly as she had opened her eyes. That wasn't so hard! She dammed herself.
Michiru smiled warmly at her as she got up from the ground. "Let's go to your place." She whispered as she held her hands towards Hoshi.
"You bet we will." Hoshi smiled warmly as she took Michiru's hand, only to be pulled up from the ground. They soon, like a reflex looked around them selves, seeing several people on the street and in the restaurant window staring at them with large eyes.
"Not a unusual response." Michiru whispered with a smile over her lips,
Hoshi grinned and soon took a deep breath, while throwing 'the finger' into the air. "Don't you people have anything better to do, than to stare at two amazingly good looking babes kissing on a open street, in the middle of a beautiful evening like this?" She screamed as hard as she could, which everyone on the street heard and pretty much of the people in the restaurant window. "Let's go babe. I'm bored and I think I'm getting straight germs." Hoshi said with a smile towards a laughing Michiru.