"If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something."
-Murphy's Law #8

Tuesday. Late afternoon.

"Haruka! Musashi's asking for your presence. He wants to tell you something," Li-san fetched me from the garage after countless hours of her and the businessmen discussing my contract in her office.

"Ah! There you are, my boy," Mr. Kaioh beckoned me to come near him. "Listen, I am going to have a small formal gathering this Saturday. And I want you to come. I want you to meet my daughter."

Daughter? He wants…me? To meet his daughter! Calm down, Tenoh, calm down. I urged myself to stay placid despite the growing anxiety in my chest.

It was not an understatement, to say at least, that right then, my heart was flying off to the moon. My eyes almost became teary out of joy. I could've hugged everyone within a fifty meter radius. And it took me a few seconds to come back from the clouds to realize that Mr. Kaioh was still speaking.

"She's been a bit picky about guys, that I'm starting to have doubts about her preference. But, ah, never mind. I'm sure, with that boy-next-door looks of yours, you could easily sweep her off her feet, right?" He was grinning at me with pride like I was his own son. Eep.

"My daughter's around a foot smaller than you, plays the cello, and has aquamarine hair that she inherited from my loving wife, Amanda." Mr. Kaioh showed me a picture of his wife, which further confirmed my belief that this daughter of his is the same person as my goddess.

I then scratched the back of my head out of nervousness and said, "Ehehe. I'll be there, sir. I'll be sure to be at your front doors, with roses in hand, on time." I returned his grin with a small smile, though I was a bit reluctant with it.

"Excellent, my boy!" He patted me on the back. Argh! I wish he should stop calling me 'my boy', or I'm never gonna hear the end of it from Li-san.

The brown-haired man pulled out a business card from his wallet. "Here is the address, Haruka. Be there. Or else, my darling daughter, Moeko, will be…sad," he laughed rather loudly at his own joke, which by the way, no one else found funny, but I forced myself to let out a chuckle so as not to sound rude.

After a few more chitchat, the gentlemen finally decided to call it a day and went on their separate ways. I already bid goodnight to my trainer, even though she was still laughing her ass off by making fun of me and calling me "my boy".

I had dinner with my family. I told them about my appointment on Saturday. As expected, my brother was a bit mad at the idea. No, not a bit…he was mad.

"Mr. Kaioh wants you to meet his daughter? And you agreed?" He asked rather loudly. "My goodness, Haruka! Do you even realize what he's planning to do? He wants to introduce you to a girl! A girl, Haruka!" He was now flailing his hands in fury. "A girl!"

I planted both of my fists on the table. "But it's not like I'm gonna be engaged to her or anything! It's just a damn gathering! Damn it!" I matched his outburst and stood. "Mom, I'm done with dinner. I'm gonna go to my room."

My mother could only bow her head trying to hide her tears, while my sister was just staring blankly on the food before her.

I stormed off upstairs and breathed out an exasperated sigh once I closed the door to my bedroom. No, they will not get in the way. It's my life after all. No matter what they think, no matter what they say or do, I will go that damn party. I am going to meet the girl of my dreams.

"Moeko…" I tried her name on my lips. I smiled dreamily as I recalled the moment when I was so close to her.

Moeko Kaioh.

My Medusa.

My goddess.

I couldn't wait for the weekend.

Author's Notes:

Yay! My summer class has finally ended, though I'm keeping my fingers crossed if I'll pass that subject. :(

Disclaimer:

Haruka, Michiru, and the rest of the BSSM gang belong to Naoko Takeuchi. I'm just borrowing them for a little while.
And Mr. Murphy owns his laws.