The wind blew harder, the rain only seemed to get worse. Michiru looked deep into Haruka's eyes. It took her a moment to realize that this was not a dream. That it was in fact very much reality, a cruel reality. She had believed that Haruka was dead. And yet here she was very much alive.

"Haruka, I don't understand."

"Michiru...I'm."

Michiru decided to let her heart guide her, and to ask questions later. She ran into Haruka's arms. It had felt so nice to be in her arms again. She pulled away for a moment, and Haruka wiped away her tears. She knew it was only a matter of time. Before Michiru would explode, because of the horrible truth.

"Haruka, you died. I watched you drive off that bridge."

"I know, I didn't die that night I was able to free myself from the car, before it crashed into the water."

"Why, would you hide..."

But Michiru stopped herself quickly, she realized the truth now. It was all a major set up, maybe not the crashing of the car. That must have been done completely on impulse. To choose to fake her death that was unacceptable. And Michiru really didn't want to believe it.

"I can't believe you would do this."

"Michiru."

Michiru had turned her attention over to Makoto. The tears flowing freely from her eyes. Tears of anger, hopelessness, and bitter joy.

"You knew!"

What could Makoto say, that she didn't know. When the truth was she had went along with the whole plan.

"Yes, Michi I knew."

"I see, so you two planned this whole thing out perfectly."

Michiru gave them both cold deadly glares. If looks could kill Makoto and Haruka, would probably be dead already. Michiru felt betrayed this had to be the worst thing ever done to her. She just couldn't imagine why Haruka would do this. Didn't she know how hard it was to let her go. To come to terms with her so called "death". Only to find out that she was never dead at all.

"Don't be upset with Makoto. This was all my doing, I chose to fake my death."

Perhaps that was the hardest part of it all, hearing Haruka admit it. Michiru didn't know how to feel. So many mixed up emotions running threw her. Happiness because Haruka was alive. Anger and confusion because she decided to fake her death. What gave Haruka the right to decide to do this. Many people cared for her, so many people believed that she was dead.

They mourned and grieved a lost that was unreal. A useless made up lie, a lie that had caused so much damage. Michiru was overcome with anger and frustration, add that on top of all that grief. Before she realized what was happening Michiru slapped Haruka over the face. Hot tears swelled up in her eyes, tears of anger and bitter joy.

"I hate you for this." she yelled.

Haruka hung her head down low, there were no words for this. She couldn't just give her some apology. No matter how sorry she was. It wouldn't matter because some small apology, could never add up to everything she put Michiru threw.

"Makoto, you knew this whole time and didn't even tell me. Why would you let her continue on with this madness?" she questioned.

Makoto couldn't even give her a reasonable answer. There was no good reason to justify what she did. Even though she wasn't the one who planned any of it. The bottom line was that Makoto played a very important role. To keep a very big and explosive secret.

"Michiru tried to convince Haruka to go back to you. I did everything I could."

"Yet you did not stop her."

"You can't blame Makoto for any of this. She did help me, the only person that you should be angry with is me. Michiru you should only hate me for this."

Deep down Michiru knew that Haruka was right. But she couldn't help but feel anger towards Makoto. She spoke at her funeral and grieved along with everyone else.

"How long have you known?"

It was silent for awhile, all that could be heard was the rain and wind.

"Will you answer me?" Michiru asked.

"I've known for awhile, Haruka showed up at my door. On the night she ran off the bridge."

Makoto was truly tired of lying, Michiru deserved to know everything. The look in Michiru's eyes was one of shock, and what could also be horror. Just a tiny bit.

"You were living with her the whole time. That day I came to see you, Haruka was somewhere in hiding?" she asked Makoto.

"I was upstairs in the attic, but Michiru I have something very important to tell you."

Michiru did not seem to be listening though. She stood there trying to let reality set in. Haruka had been right there, so close. Just a matter of walking up the stairs. This was all to much to handle, she couldn't be here right now. Not with everything that happened.

"I don't want to hear anything you have to say. I don't even want to look at you or Makoto right now."

They watched silently as Michiru walked away. There was nothing they could do or say right now. She would need to be alone, to process everything. Soon Michiru was gone from sight, and it was just Makoto and Haruka.

"What will I do now?" Haruka wondered.

The wind seemed to only get louder. The rain much colder, or so it seemed. But given everything that just happened with the three of them. The weather right now didn't compare to what happened earlier.

"I've hurt her so much, maybe she'll never forgive me."

Haruka nodded and followed after Makoto. She didn't want to give up. But right now probably was not the right time to see her. She would give Michiru some alone time.

"Theres nothing I can do now. I should just leave her alone for awhile."

"Yeah, just until she has had time to process everything."

Michiru opened the door of her house. The house she shared with Haruka, she dropped down of the couch. More tears flowing freely from her eyes. She heard the phone ring but didn't answer it.

"Michi, its Setsuna I was just calling to see if you were alright. Give me a call back later,

Bye.

Michiru wanted to call her back, she needed to talk to someone. Yet she couldn't find the strength to pick up the phone. Right now she felt so broken, so weak. Almost to defeated to move any further. So she remained on the couch, unable to do anything.

Hours later there was a knock at the door. She opened it to see Usagi, Rei, Minako, Ami, and Setsuna. She smiled weakly at them, they saw threw her smile. Michiru was clearly upset. The girls entered the house, thinking quickly Rei went and got them all some tea. Michiru held the cup in her hands, making no movements to drink it.

"We had to come Michiru, we couldn't just leave you alone." Ami spoke.

"Yeah, we tried to call Makoto but there was no answer." Usagi siad.

Michiru smirked, leaving all her friends wondering why. She gripped the cup tighter, and walked over to the window. She gazed out of it intently.

"I'm not surprised that you couldn't contact Makoto, she's been very busy lately."

Setsuna had been watching Michiru very closely. Something more was bothering her. She would need to talk about it soon. Keeping it bottled up inside would only make things worse.

"Michiru, what could she possibly be busy with?"

"She's been held up with Haruka."

All of the girls stopped drinking their tea immediately. Had their friend lost all touch of reality. Had she became so wrapped up in her grief, that she couldn't think straight. Setsuna got up and put her arms around Michiru.

"Michi, honey Haruka is..."

"Dead, yes I thought so too. But its all a lie, shes very much alive I saw her myself."

The room got so silent, death silent almost. So quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Usagi soon asked Michiru to go into details.

"Michiru I'm so sorry." Minako said threw tears.

"I have to be alone right now, sorry."

They watched as she stormed off to another room. At a time like this Michiru needed to seek comfort. And right now she could only do one thing. Soon all that could be heard was a violin playing.

"Haruka is really alive?" Rei whispered.

Meanwhile Makoto and Haruka stood outside.

"Are you sure you want to do this now?" Makoto wondered.

"Yes, I want too."

Haruka knocked on the door, and soon came face to face with Setsuna. Setsuna looked very surprised, like she had been visited by a ghost.

"So its true then, you are alive."

"Yes its true."

Setsuna looked from Haruka to Makoto , and then moved out of the way.

"Well come in, its raining really badly right now."