Forbidden

Chapter Four

Author's Note: Thanks for all the reviews, it's very encouraging. I'm glad people actually like my story. Sorry for any mistakes in spelling or grammar. With this chapter I kind of skipped ahead to the charity ball on the cruise line.

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A red sports car sped down the race track at great speed. "What time is it?" a voice came through the head set. "It's quarter past eight, why?"

"I've got to go." The red sports car headed for the pit area; a guy in a red racing suit got out of the car through the window and took of his helmet revealing short blonde hair.

"Haruka, what are you doing?" One of the mechanics asked as she stormed past him to the locker room. All of the mechanics think that Haruka is a man and she indented to keep it that way. The rules of the sport say that women couldn't take part in racing but Haruka hopes one day that will change.

"I have to go, a have some thing important to do." She said well getting out of her racing suit. The mechanic that followed her into the locker room knew Haruka's real gender and didn't really care because she is an awesome driver.

"What about your training? Your big race is in ten days."

"Don't worry about it." She gathered her things and left before he could say anymore.

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Michiru arrived at the Charity Ball two hours before it started to get ready for her solo performance. She stood in front of a mirror wearing a blue spaghetti strapped evening dress that fit her every curve and fell to the floor. She also wore a sliver necklace that had a sapphire that lied just beneath her collar bone.

"I don't know if I can perform in front of these people." She talked to her reflection in the mirror. 'I wish that Ruka could have been here instead of at her training.' She opened her violin case and got her violin out to get a last practise in before her performance. Michiru put the violin under her chin and closed her eyes; the bow never got a chance to glide over the strings. Someone was at her door; Michiru placed her violin careful down on the table and headed for the door. When she opened the door there stood a young boy with brown hair, he held a white box with red lacing around it.

"Are you Kaioh-sama?" the young boy asked; Michiru nodded her head yes. He handed it to her and started to turn.

"Wait, who is this from?" The boy turned and smiled at the aqua hair woman.

"You will know." With that the boy turned around and ran down the hall. Michiru looked at the box puzzled as she shut the door. She set it down next to her violin and opened it. Inside was a single red rose with a note: 'Good luck Michi-chan, not that you need it.' Michiru put the flower to her nose and smelled it. 'There is only one person, who calls me Michi,' she thought,

"Ruka-chan"

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Haruka stood by the wall waiting for Michiru to come on stage and perform. The lights dimmed and Michiru walked or more like floated to the middle of the stage. She bowed to the audience and began to play her instrument with her eyes closed.

"She plays so beautifully." Haruka could hear people around her talking about the performance. 'It is beautiful because Michi-chan is a very beautiful person' she thought as she watched Michiru sway back and forth with her violin. The violin music stopped and a loud applause could be heard all over the ship. Michiru bowed and looked around for someone, blue eyes met green eyes. Michiru left the stage and headed for her room but before she entered the hall way she looked back and smiled at Ruka. 'Why does her smile always make me feel weak in the knees?' Haruka thought as she followed Michiru to her room.

Michiru was waiting by her room door for Haruka to come. 'I can't believe she came,' she thought as she waited for Haruka with her eyes closed.

"Hello," Michiru felt a hand on her shoulder. She opened her eyes and looked at Haruka, her eyes grew wide. Haruka was wearing a black suit coat and dress pants with a cross over collar gold shirt which had a metal button at the collar. Handsome is the only word Michiru could think of. Haruka noticed that Michiru was staring at her for a long time.

"What's the matter?" Michiru blinked and blushed realizing she was staring.

"Nothing, I was just admiring how handsome you are." It was Haruka's turn to blush. After their faces turned to there natural colour Michiru asked

"I thought you couldn't come?"

"I didn't want to promise you something that I couldn't keep, that's all." Michiru was putting her violin back in its rightful place.

"Are you going home already? The night is still young." Haruka walked over to the window and looked up to the sky. The stars were shining making the night sparkle. Michiru glanced over to where Haruka was and froze in motion; the moon was shining on her making her even more beautiful than she already was. Haruka felt eyes on her; she turned and saw Michiru staring at her again. This made her heart skip a few beats. 'Do I dare ask her to dance with me?' Haruka walked over to Michiru and looked into two pretty blue eyes and smiled. She swallowed the lump forming in her throat,

"Would you like to..." she ran her hand through her hair "dance with me?" She held her breath waiting to be rejected by her secret crush. Michiru heart started to beat faster. With all her courage she managed to say yes. Haruka held her hand out for her to take it. Haruka led them to the ballroom were people were waltzing. Haruka bowed and kissed the top of Michiru hand. Michiru heart felt like it would explode from beating so fast. 'This is the first time I'll dance with her, I hope she doesn't feel my heart' Michiru thought as Haruka pulled her closer. 'She feels so warm.' Haruka thought as she led them across the dance floor. 'This feels so right being in her arms.' Michiru thought as she looked into teal eyes she loved so much. Haruka brought Michiru even closer than before, she was being intoxicated by her perfume. Michiru didn't want the song to end; she wanted to be held by Haruka forever but she knew it wouldn't happen. Just as she thought this the song ended and Haruka let go of her. Michiru sighed; she missed the warmth, the security, she couldn't remember the last time anyone held her like that. She was on the verge of crying, she couldn't look into Haruka's eyes so she excused herself and ran out of the ballroom and back to her room. Haruka watched her leave 'what did I do,' she thought as she ran after her.

Michiru lied on the bed with her eyes looking out the window. A light knock on the door broke the silence of the room.

"Michi-chan, may I come in?" No response, Haruka turned the knob and to her surprise it was unlock. She peered into the room and saw a figure on the bed. 'What am I going to say?' She sat down on the opposite side of the bed and looked at the floor.

"Are you alright Michi-chan," she paused "did I do something to hurt you?" Her voice sounded like she was holding back tears. Michiru turned and looked at Haruka. Haruka looked at watery blue eyes, 'I made her cry, you're such a baka.'

"Ruka-chan," Michiru sobbed and turned to face the wall instead of looking at two worried teal eyes.

"The way you held me, Ruka-chan" she paused to gather her thoughts. "I haven't been held like that in a very long time." More tears were running down her already tear stained face. Haruka took a deep breath, got off the bed and went to the other side of the bed to face Michiru. She sat down on a nearby chair. She didn't know what to do. She wanted to embrace her like when they were dancing but she knew she couldn't. She wiped the tears off Michiru face with her thumbs. Michiru sat up and more tears replaced the once that were just removed. Before Haruka could react Michiru had her arms around her waist crying even more. The only thing she could do was hug her back and try and comfort her until she stopped crying.

Twenty minutes later Michiru had cried her last tear and realized what position she was in and let go of Haruka waist. "Gomen," she looked to the floor. Haruka put her finger under Michiru chin and made her look into her eyes.

"Don't worry about it." Haruka smiled. "My shoulder is always here for you to cry on." Michiru smiled and sat back on to the bed.

"So... do you want to go back to the ball and meet all your new fans or do you want me to take you home?" Haruka stood up from the chair and offered her hand to Michiru.

"Actually, I'd like to go for a walk in a park with my best friend." Michiru took Haruka's offered hand. Haruka smiled and headed for the door with Michiru and her violin in tow.

Haruka drove to a park that was near her apartment. She parked the car and got out and opened Michiru's door. Michiru thanked her and began to walk towards the sidewalk. Haruka quickly caught up to her.

"What a beautiful night," Michiru was looking up to the sky and smiling. 'I'm glad she is happy again, I hate to see her crying.' Haruka felt an arm being wrapped around her own. She looked down into sparkling blue eyes and smiled back at her.

"It surely is a beautiful night." They walked along the path for awhile in silence. Haruka tried her best to stifle a yawn but it didn't work very while. They headed back toward the car. Haruka could feel Michiru shacking from the cold even though it was summer time the nights still got pretty cold. Haruka took her jacket off and hanged it over Michiru shoulders.

"Don't want you to catch another cold." Haruka opened the passenger side door and headed for the driver's seat. They drove in silence for awhile until Haruka broke it.

"I didn't see your mother there tonight?" Michiru put her head down so she couldn't read her response. Haruka just pretended that she didn't even ask the question. She pulled into the drive way of Michiru's house since her mother wasn't home.

"My mother had some important meeting or something." Michiru looked over to her car racer. "It didn't really matter to me if she came or not..." she paused and looked out the passenger window avoiding Haruka's eyes. "...the only thing that mattered was that you were there." Haruka smiled and got out of the car to open Michiru's door like a true gentleman.

"Do you want to come in for awhile? My mom probably won't be home until tomorrow." 'Why is my heart pounding so fast? I'm afraid of her response' Michiru looked at Haruka with pleading eyes. Haruka looked down to the ground.

"I don't think I should, I have training tomorrow real early." If you could hear Michiru's heart you would hear it breaking into little pieces.

"Okay, I'd better go than." Michiru turned around and headed to the front door. She could feel a single tear escape her eye. Haruka looked up just in time to see that tear. 'I made her cry twice in one night. What kind of person makes their love cry?' Haruka ran her hands through her hair.

"Michiru!" She ran towards the front door before she could shut it.

"Michi-chan, please tell what's bothering you?" Haruka begged. Michiru avoided her eyes,

"I..." Michiru was mumbling which she never did unless she was nervous. Haruka put her fingers under her chin and made her look at her. Michiru eyes were shinning and her face had become wet with her tears. Haruka was beginning to get lost in those blue eyes. 'I want you to love me.' Michiru thought as she looked into her teal eyes that were now a shade darker than normal. Haruka didn't know what she was doing but it felt so right. She bent towards Michiru lips and placed a gentle kiss on them. Michiru kissed her back to Haruka's surprise. They parted after that small affectionate of love.

"I'm sorry; I didn't realize what I was doing." Haruka was silenced by Michiru's finger. Michiru eyes were shinning with happiness. She stood on the tops of her toes to give Haruka another kiss.

"Is this right, Michi…what about your mother?" Haruka was silenced by Michiru's lips on hers. Haruka wrapped her arms around Michiru's waist and pulled her closer.