When Michiru awoke the next day, everything felt so surreal. Like nothing bad happened, and Haruka was still alive. She turned over only to find the other side empty. And then reality hit her, Haruka wasn't coming back.

Michiru went downstairs to see her friends still there. She was thankful to them for helping her right now. She wasn't sure if she could handle Haruka's death.

"Morning Michi." Usagi told her.

"Morning."

Michiru sat at the table and poured herself some tea. Rei was reading a newspaper, but put it away when Michiru came down. Right now she really didn't need to see the front cover. It would be to difficult for her to see.

"Thank you guys, for being here with me."

"Of course Michiru. Its no trouble at all."

There was some silence. Rei, Usagi, and Setsuna looked at their friend. Wondering if she would be alright, she had just lost Haruka for a second time. Only this time Haruka would not be coming back. At least before they had a chance in their relationship. Now there would be no second chances.

"I want to find Haruka's body, she deserves a proper burial." Michiru said in a low whisper.

Haruka awoke the next day, and turned on the T.V. Just as she thought, news of her death had been everywhere. On the news they were already speaking about it. Meaning that everyone had to know by now.

"In more recent news, Haruka Tenoh, famed racer has died. She drove her car of a bridge..."

Makoto came down from her room, and sat down next to Haruka. Hoping to try and change her mind, about what she was doing to Michiru.

"How are you feeling?"

"Everyone will continue to believe that I'm dead."

That was true, now everyone would continue to believe this lie. Michiru, and all their friends would go on with this lie. Makoto wasn't sure how long Haruka was planning to keep this going. How would she be able to keep this up.

Soon Makoto got a phone call from Setsuna. She answered it, feeling guilty. Because everyone had been grieving for Haruka. Yet here she was alive and well in her house.

"Setsuna hello."

"Makoto, can you come over? We all need to be here for Michiru right now."

Makoto glanced at Haruka. She of course had to be with Michiru at a time like this. It would be hard keeping Haruka's secret right now.

"Of course I'm on my way."

Haruka looked up at Makoto. She knew that she wouldn't tell her secret. But if she was going to spend time with Michiru. Anything might come up in their conversation.

"Haruka, I'll be back as soon as I can."

Before Haruka could say anything Makoto was gone.

By the time Makoto got to Michiru's house, everyone else was already there. Michiru was upstairs in her room. Makoto sat down in the middle of Usagi and Rei.

"I still can't believe Haruka is dead." Ami whispered.

None of them could believe it. Makoto was the only one who knew the truth. But she couldn't say anything at all about it. She had given Haruka her word that she wouldn't say anything. Makoto poured herself a cup of tea.

"Michiru wants to look for Haruka's body." Minako stated.

Makoto swallowed her tea, and gulped. Michiru wanted to look for her body, she must have wanted to have a memorial service. But there would be no body or anything at the bottom of the river. Because Haruka wasn't dead. Her body wasn't floating around at the bottom of the river. She was in Makoto's house.

"Whats wrong Makoto?" Rei wondered.

"Nothing, I just miss Haruka thats all."

"We all do."

Before to long Setsuna came down the stairs. Her attention quickly went to Makoto.

"Makoto, Michiru wants to see you."

Makoto nodded and slowly walked up the stairs. A pool of nervousness surging threw her body. Michiru clearly wanted to speak to her for a reason. This would only make things difficult. Makoto wasn't sure she could lie to Michiru right now. Especially when she would witness first hand Michiru's pain.

Makoto approached the room, and knocked gently. Michiru asked her to come in, and so she did. There Michiru sat underneath her covers.

'Michiru?"

"Makoto please sit down."

Makoto sat down on the opposite side of Michiru. There was a few moments of silence. Makoto wasn't sure how she was supposed to speak to her friend. Knowing that the love of her life was still alive. That she hadn't died under the bridge.

"Makoto. I hate to admit this, but you were the closest person to Haruka before she died. Was there anything she talked about, before she ran over that bridge."

Makoto would be lying if she said Michiru was wrong. She and Haruka had gotten closer during the months. But it wasn't at all like Michiru thought. They were not having some secret love affair. They did not plan anything to happen between them.

And yet here they were, Haruka faking her death and living at her house. While Michiru went on believing that Haruka was gone. When she wasn't that far away, she hadn't left this world.

"No, I'm sorry but she didn't."

Michiru nodded and sunk down underneath her covers. There was so many unanswered questions she had. And right now only Makoto could answer them.

"I was very jealous of how close you were. You would tell me if there was something going on with you two, right?" she asked Makoto.

Makoto hugged Michiru.

"Michi, there was nothing going on between Haruka and I. Do you honestly think I would have tried to come between you two."

Michiru nodded and was reassured. Of course Makoto was her friend, why would she want to break them apart. But still she wanted to know one more thing.

"Thank you Makoto."

"Of course."

"But I still have to know, were you in love with her?"

Dum...Dum... what will Makoto say? Stay tuned for the next chapter.