Alright this is the last time I will say this, Michiru and Haruka will be together again, I promise. Makoto and Haruka it won't happen alright. So please continue to read the story.

Makoto looked at her friend, Michiru kept her head down. She had never been able to draw enough strength to ask that. Although she had feared that the two of them had feelings for each other. Back in high school Makoto developed a crush on her. Who knows that crush could have turned into love. Either way Michiru wanted to know.

"Well, will you answer my question?"

Makoto blinked curiously a little taken aback by the question. But at the same time not really surprised by it. She had gotten closer to Haruka during this whole thing. And there was the crush she had on her in high school. So of course Michiru would have every reason to be suspicious. But truthfully it had only been a crush. She was not in love with Haruka.

"No, Michiru I'm not in love with Haruka. I never was."

Michiru could see that Makoto wasn't lying. She wasn't sure if she could have handled it, if Makoto was in love with Haruka. Michiru knew that she was the only woman for Haruka. Even if she couldn't remember their love. She knew it in her heart, that no one loved Haruka more than she did.

"I believe you Makoto."

Makoto was thankful that Michiru believed her. Haruka was her friend and she had great respect for her. She loved her, but she was not in love with her. Makoto loved all her friends equally. And right now, it was hard for her to lie to Michiru.

"I just got caught up in my grief thats all. You see I love Haruka more than anything, and I just can't help but miss her."

Makoto looked over to her friend, who was now crying. Thinking quickly she went over to her and hugged her. Michiru excepted the hug and Makoto wrapped her arms around her. She wanted to tell her that everything was going to be alright. But that would be a lie, it wouldn't be alright. She wanted to tell Michiru the truth. It wasn't up to her to tell, it was up to Haruka.

"I need to be alone right now. But Makoto I trust that you will come to the memorial service."

Makoto looked away from her friend. Feeling more and more guilty by the minute. Should she do it just tell Michiru the truth. Of course she wanted too, then she remembered the promise she made Haruka. She would not go back on her word, no matter what.

"Of course I will be there."

Makoto said goodbye to her friend, and headed home. Everyone else had went home as well. Michiru needed to be alone right now. So she sat upstairs looking threw photo albums. Reminiscing on the good times, before Haruka's accident. That day changed everything.

She went downstairs when she heard a knock at the door. She wanted it to be Haruka so badly. So she could wake up from this terrible nightmare. Haruka could be home with her instead of dead. She got to the door only to be bombarded by reports.

"Ms. Kaiou how do you feel about your lovers death."

"Have their been anyplans in funeral arrangements."

"What will you do with all that money?"

The questions were cruel and she hated it. She angrily slammed the door in their faces. She was so full of anger on top of that grief. Michiru slumped down the ground, with her face in her hands. She was no longer able to control her tears.

"Haruka, how could you leave me like this?"

When Makoto got home Haruka was up in the attic. She too had been looking threw a photo album. All of them looked so happy. She wished that she could remember this.

"Haruka, where are you?"

"Up here Makoto."

Makoto went up to the attic, only to see Haruka looking through a photo album. Those pictures were taken back in high school. Maybe Haruka would remember something. She joined her friend and looked at the pictures.

"I remember this one. Usagi and Rei got into the biggest argument."

"Yes, but aren't they always arguing."Haruka mentioned.

That was certainly true and it was always funny to watch. They continued looking threw the pictures. Haruka stopped at one specific picture. It was of her and Michiru holding hands. The picture was clearly taken while they were off guard. Makoto looked at how Haruka was staring at the picture. It was as if she was trying to remember.

"Did you remember something?"

"It wasn't a direct memory or anything. More like a feeling...happiness and love."

Haruka couldn't seem to stop looking at the picture. She wanted some type of memory to come back. But there was nothing but that feeling. She would have to just go on that feeling.

"You loved each other. I know you can feel that, even if you can't remember."

"I know she loves me."

That was certainly true enough. Michiru loved Haruka whole heartedly, she would have done anything for her. Haruka loved her too just because she couldn't remember didn't mean anything. Their love was real, and Haruka needed to believe that.

"Well, the question is do you love her?"

Haruka turned the page and thought about it. Her feelings had been all mixed up and it felt weird. Like she almost didn't know what to feel. She felt one way, but then she didn't. Everything had changed so much since then with the accident. On top of them those anti psychotics had done their damage. She wasn't sure what to do.

"Its complicated. I mean I don't remember our life together. And yet, there is this feeling there. I care about Michiru, but its still so complicated."

Makoto nodded and then they finished looking threw the photo album. There was a knock at the door, Makoto went to answer it. Haruka stood there listening to who it was.

"Michiru whats wrong?"

Michiru was in tears, and Makoto moved so she could sit down. Makoto joined her friend on the couch. Haruka remained silent she couldn't believe Michiru was right downstairs. Everything would be a waste, it would have all been for nothing. What was stopping Michiru from finding out she was here.

"I can't be home right now. Reporters everywhere,...talking about Haruka's death."

Thats all Makoto could make out threw all the tears. She looked up the stairs she knew Haruka was listening. She had to be, maybe it would change her mind. Hearing Michiru in this much pain, should make her want to go back to her.

Haruka leaned up against the wall a far of distant look in her eyes. She paused as a flash of memory entered her mind.

(Haruka's memory)

In her memory she saw herself dressed in a school uniform. She was waiting for someone, and she was standing in front of her car. She looked up when she saw Michiru standing there. She too was in her school uniform. Haruka smiled at the aqua haired girl.

"You worried me I thought I would have to run in there after you." Haruka said.

Michiru smiled back at Haruka and walked over to her. Haruka opened the car door, and Michiru was about to get in. But Haruka held her by the hand, then leaned over to kiss her. Michiru kissed her back with the same amount of passion. People were looking but neither one of them seemed to care. Soon both of them broke away.

"Well Haruka, if you greet me this way I guess I'll always have to be late."

"Michiru, you know that I would always come running after you."

(End)

It was her first real memory in quite some time. She slowly fell to the ground, she finally remembered something. And it was about her and Michiru. The memory of them together, it felt good to remember. And she wanted to remember something more.

"I finally remembered something..." she whispered.