Hehe, this is what happens when a semi-obsessed quiz-addicted fan gets bored at 2am. Lovely randomness. Insert usual disclaimer here. I don't even claim Gauss, since he's named after a guy who STILL hasn't returned some of my stuff that I lent him almost 6 months ago. Growl... And for the record, no he's not an ex-boyfriend. I'd be alot angrier if he was.
The Quiz
Haruka sat in a corner of the shop, her feet propped up on a desk and her laptop open on her lap. She was supposed to be working on a paper due at school in the morning and going over the profit numbers for work, but she'd found both of these things very boring. It wasn't that she didn't understand them, they just didn't hold her interest for long. So, Haruka wandered over to her wireless Internet connection and followed a link Usagi had sent her ages ago, to a site with several quizzes.
"It's really fun, Haru-chan! You should try it," the bubbly Princess had insisted.
"Okay, okay neko-chan," Haruka had said, her hands up in surrender. "I'll check it out sometime."
Usagi beamed. "I'll email you the link tonight then, Haru-chan! Ja ne!"
Haruka shook her head at the memory as she looked over the list of most popular quizzes. How the hell did she let that petite girl con her into this? What Kind of Eyes Do You Have? Would I Go Out With You? Haruka's eyes drifted down the page skeptically until she found one that was potentially interesting. Checking to make sure she wasn't being spied on, Haruka clicked on the link, Which Barbie Are You?
"That's a strange question, I'd never get in a situation like that. But if he insists, I could always use another motorcycle," she muttered to herself. "Hm, favorite subject? Well, getting into fights in the hallways gets boring after awhile... me, hitchhike? Hah, that'll be the day. Eh, I guess gym then it is."
She quickly clicked on another window, hiding the quiz as one of the mechanics walked by.
"Hey Tenoh, what're you doing holed up in here?"
"Hey Gauss, just a little number crunching. Got any asprin?" she joked.
Gauss laughed. "Sorry, I'm gonna need that if I ever get home late again."
Haruka grimaced in sympathy. "Then get your carcass outta here before traffic hits. I need you in one piece around here, and I'm not paying for your funeral."
"Heh, whatever you say Boss. See you around."
"Ja ne!"
As soon as Gauss left the vicinity, Haruka reopened her quiz. "Hm, ideal date? Well I can't fool Chi anymore, she knows we're the same gender... eh why the hell not? Okay, submit... NANI!" Haruka's eyes flew open wide. "What the hell?"
"Milk Carton Barbie, oh how sad," a soft voice came from behind her, nearly startling Haruka out of her chair.
Michiru giggled. "Poor Barbie-Ruka, they're still looking for you?"
Haruka blushed furiously and closed her laptop. "How long have you been standing there?"
"Gauss let me in on his way out. I thought you were doing homework?"
"I was... it turns out I'm not lesbian after all. Sorry, Chi." Haruka smiled teasingly.
"Guess I'll just have to hang around the truck stops then until I can find you," Michiru teased right back.
"Or just hang around the bedroom, you know I can't stay away for very long then."
"Sorry, I only like lesbian and sports types. I don't do hitchhikers." Michiru flipped her hair and walked towards the door of Haruka's office.
"But... but... Chi come back! You know the internet lies!"
Author's Notes: the quiz I based this fic on is at http/ Go ZenHex!