"Hey, Ruka…want to go shopping for your date tomorrow?"

My jaw dropped along with the racing magazine that I'm reading.

"Uhh…are you serious?" I ask my sister, Hiroko. She's only a few years older than me, and the only one in the family I could relate to.

My brother, Hisoka, and my mom…well…they're not even aware of my preference, and I doubt if they'll approve of it once they find out. But Hiroko's cool with it. She even makes fun of me, by dressing me up. And sometimes, she drags me at one of her favorite clubs, then asks me to pretend to be her boyfriend, so guys would leave her alone.

And often times, it only lead me into trouble.

Bah, what a troublesome sister she is. And now she wants to go shopping.

My spider sense tingled, predicting that it would end up in disaster.

"Yes! Of course, I'm serious! This will be the first time that you'll be introduced to a girl!" She winked at me. "Who knows if she's beautiful? And who knows, if maybe the two of you could hit it off? Seirously, Haruka…you! Need! A! Girlfriend!"

God, I wish I could wipe away that teasing grin away from her face.

"Hush down, will you? Mom might hear you." We were inside my room, at the second floor of the house, and our mother was, as always, in the kitchen. But what if, by some dumb luck, she heard what Hiroko said?

Shit. I'll be doomed…

"But Ruka…what will you wear?"

"Uhh…I think I have some…" I trailed off. Hopping off from my bed, I searched my closet for any kind of formal clothes…only to find…none. I stare back at her with a sheepish smile.

"See? You know, I'm your sister. And sisters always know best."

"I think it should be 'mother'. Don't you think?"

"Oh! Come on!" She tugged at my arm to haul me inside our bathroom. "We're going! And that's final!"

She's one weird sister, alright…

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The trip to the mall was a bit eventful. Being the wild child of the family, Hiroko chose to use the motorcycle instead of the family car. And that earned us a lot of inquisitive glances from everyone at the parking lot, since they assumed that we were a couple.

A blonde guy driving a bike…with a blonde girl, clinging hard to his waist.

I scowl, while Hiroko just smiled, basking in the attention.

"You like to make fun of me, don't you…sister?" I stressed the word out and pinched both of her cheeks.

"No, not you. I like to make fun out of them." She waved her hands at the people around us. "People are judgmental, Haruka. People always assume things. It's one of their countless flaws. And that knowledge gives me an advantage over them."

And she ranted on and on…

"Whatever." I shrugged, starting to walk to the nearest shop. I was not much of a social person anyway and could hardly give a damn about stupid people.

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"You look girly." She had me try on a white long-sleeved polo and brown khaki pants.

"But I am a girl!" I protested.

But she shook her head. "Have you forget about the motocross identity, Ruka? You're supposed to be a guy…Mr. Tenoh." I saw her force out the words, knowing that she didn't like the idea any bit.

"Okay…fine!" I stomped as I disappeared once again on the store's dressing room after she handed me a blue tuxedo. After a few minutes, I came out, with arms, stretched wide. "Here…take a look."

Her eyes bulged out, and her mouth was wide open. She was speechless. I assumed that this was a good sign, since my sister barely stops talking at all…until…

"Oh my god, Haruka! You look gay!"

I gaped at her. "Say what?"

"Really! You look like a guy from a shounen ai anime!" She started to laugh. So hard that she formed tears on her eyes and almost rolled off from her chair. "Sheesh! I never knew you were into yaoi!"

"Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny." I crossed my arms on my chest and balled my fists. "Stop it already!"

For the life of it, I didn't know what in the hell did she find humorous about me, looking like a gay guy. And after a few minutes, she still hadn't stopped. I was about to smack her on the head, when out of the blue…

A melodic voice broke through Hiroko's incessant laughter.

"Excuse me, mister…are you done with the dressing room?"

A voice, that even with my eyes closed, I'd know who it belong to.

"Uhm…yes." I looked at her, and saw the sweetest smile on the angelic face of the person who's the real reason why I'm bothering to waste my time shopping instead of dozing off comfortably on the soft mattress of my bed. I returned the smile, though shyly, feeling suddenly aware of what I was wearing.

Shit…

"Thanks…" Again, she graced me with that ethereal smile of hers, and I almost thought I was in heaven, if not for Hiroko's snickering behind me. Then she moved in at the small confined room. She walked with such grace, such elegance…that I almost forgot to pick up my jaw from the floor.

I could breathe again.

-Oooh, I love her smile. Who's she?-
-Moeko Kaioh. The one I'm supposed to meet tomorrow.-
-And you like her, don't you?-
-Well…-
-What the hell are you doing standing there? Follow her!-
-No way!-
-Yes way!-

We were like kids, hushing about her. But then, Hiroko shoved me forward just as when the curtain opened to reveal Moeko, dressed in a low-cut white dress that came down to the knees. To say that I was flabbergasted was the understatement of the year. She was just so…beautiful…though even the word itself did not compare much to her.

But the thought came soon forgotten, when I realized that my body was falling fast towards hers.

THUD.

"Ara!"

"Shimatta!"

Shit! I am gonna kill you Hiroko! Shit! I am gonna-

My death threats ended, when I found myself staring at intense blue eyes. Eyes that were the most captivating pair I ever saw. I felt myself being absorbed, as I gaze upon the bottomless depth of what seem like the ocean. The bright glow of those orbs, emotions that hid beneath them. The hope that one day, I could see love reflected in those eyes when I look at them…it was driving me crazy.

So crazy that I didn't realize how long we lied there, just looking at each other. So crazy, in fact, that I never noticed how our lips were almost touching.

"Haruka…" Her breath touched my face. "Would you mind if we stand now? People are starting to stare…You don't want that, do you?" Her eyes twinkled with amusement.

Did she just spoke my name?

Holy guacamole!

"I…"

She giggled when she noticed my confused state. Oh, such a cute sound!

"I'm sorry!" I jumped and helped her up. My cheeks flushed, but they even went redder after I felt her hand grasp mine. The second I touched her, I felt a small jolt of electricity run through my body. Suddenly, our eyes met again, and she had a knowing smile on her face. But the moment was quickly broken, when someone called out…

"Miss Kaioh…you're father is on the phone." Her chauffer walked towards us, handing her a mobile phone.

"Father…" Moeko greeted the person on the other line. "Yes…I'm already done." She faced the driver and returned the phone. "Let's go, Daniel…"

"But wait…" I refused to let go of her hand.

Not now, not too soon.

"Yes, Haruka?" That damn smile again. That damn smile that ties my stomach into knots. That damn smile that I can't get out of my mind.

"I…" I gulped. My heart wanted to leap out of my chest. I saw Daniel with an impatient face, and Hiroko was shaking her head. I was making a complete fool out of myself. I should just let her go…

But if I don't speak now…

I knew that this moment would always be remembered with great regret.

I summoned up all my courage…and said…

"I'm really sorry for always knocking you down everytime we see each other…And I wish to apologize too for that accident on the cheering thing…" I paused, breathing heavily. "…and I want to make up for it…"

Here we go. Now or never…

"Uhm…would you like to go out for coffee next week?"

There. The question is out.

I crossed my fingers and inwardly begged to God and all the saints in heaven to let her say…

"Yes. I'd love to."

Thank you, Lord!

I nearly screamed, and almost couldn't stop myself from grinning so broadly.

And she, herself, too was smiling.

I think I'm in heaven.

"But I should get going now…I still have to practice for a charity concert. See you at school, Haruka." She leaned up and kissed me on my cheek.

I…

Brain function: 0
Heart function: 1000

"Gosh, Ruka! You just asked a girl out on a date! You're a grown-up now! I'm proud of you!" I heard Hiroko beam up with pride. But all my thoughts were focused on the green-haired goddess walking away.

Michiru…

Huh?

I blinked. Where did that name came from? It sounded vaguely familiar, but I haven't met anyone named Michiru before.

My mind's playing games, I guess. But anyway…tomorrow…

Tomorrow! I'll be formally introduced to my Medusa. Tomorrow, I'll sweep her off her feet. Tomorrow, we'll dance together for as long as the moon shines above the clouds.

Tomorrow, I'll make her fall in love with me.

"Hiroko…can you get me a white tux?"

"Sure thing, Ruka."

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Author's Notes:

Thanks for the reviews. :)
Southern Magnolia: about Medusa's sisters...Another one of the Gorgon Sisters will appear...SOON.
The real reason why I update often is that...I'm ditching school work! Hah! Lol.
And hey, guess what...I have an exam in an hour...so wish me luck. :)

References:

The spider sense line came from Spider-man.

Disclaimer:

Haruka, Michiru, and the rest of the BSSM gang belong to Naoko Takeuchi. I'm just borrowing them for a little while.
While Mr. Stan Lee owns Spider-man.