Chapter 5
Haruka awoke first in the morning. The light shone through her balcony doors, right into her eyes. She groaned and shifted some, her eyes focused on the weight on top of her. "You're so beautiful." she didn't want to go to school, not after what happened the day before. 'Maybe she won't wake up. I can't go to school if I can't move.' Haruka smiled at the thought as she ran her fingers through Michiru's delicate hair.
"Hm?" Michiru weakly opened her eyes to look at the blond.
"Morning Michi." Haruka smiled at her then chuckled softly when she placed her head back against the blonde's chest with an unrecognizable grunt. "There's school today." Michiru made another similar noise and Haruka grinned and whispered. "I'm naked."
"Huh? What?" she popped her head up, looking around.
Haruka burst into laughter. "For some reason, I knew that would get your att-ow!" she clutched her chest, still laughing at Michiru. "Well good morning Michi."
"Oh fuck you." she sat up completely and stretched. "I was comfy." she smacked her leg this time before standing up.
"Abuse!" Haruka chuckled as she stood up. "Come on. I'll find you something to wear."
"They'll know I stayed the night. Probably assuming we made hot, steamy, love all night. Then taunt us for it." She sighed as she followed her friend down the hall.
"They've already assumed we've fucked. Remember the drawing. And they already taunt us. Remember yesterday. What will make today different?" She opened her closet. "You'll look like a boy today. I hope you don't mind."
"No… I'll look like you today. Which is very much okay with me." Michiru reached into the closet and grabbed a pair of black, cargo jeans, then pulled out a baby blue, button down shirt. She also grabbed a plain white t-shirt and turned away to change. "No looking."
Haruka couldn't help but glance in the mirror, her eyes looked up and down her body. She shook the image from her head as she slid into her own pair of black jeans, she turned around as she buttoned her red shirt.
"How do I look?" Michiru spun around. The jeans hugged her hips, barely staying up. The white shirt was tucked in, the baby blue shirt hung loosely on her shoulders, only the first three buttons were hooked.
"You look amazing." Haruka had to catch herself to keep from staring. She had no idea that Michiru would look so good in her clothes. Not even Kimi looked as good. "Come on, we'll be late for school." Haruka grabbed her keys and books as she walked from the apartment…
"So I'll see you in math. Right?" Haruka held her books under her arm, ignoring the looks both her and Michiru received.
"Yes, of course." Michiru placed her hand on the blonde's chest, leaned up on the tips of her toes and pressed her lips to a shocked Haruka's. "See you later." Michiru walked into her classroom, smiling.