"Ohayou gozaimasu, Tenoh-san, Kino-san."

"Ohayou, Mizuno-san."

After spending mind-numbing hours on the school hospital, Haruka was glad…that finally…she was out and free. But then again, having Modern Japanese as her first class at 0700 hours, it was sufficed to say that the blonde was unusually grumpy and agitated at that time of the day.

After just shrugging off Mizuno Ami's greeting, she received a sharp jab on the ribs from Makoto. But Haruka didn't even flinch, she didn't even care. She didn't even notice the icy glare coming from her good friend.

Because all her thoughts were only focused on one, single, certain person…

"Ohayo, Kaioh-san."

"Ohayo, Michiru-chan."

"Ohayo, minna-san."

Her internal instincts alarmed, her neck snapped at a breaking speed, her eyes widened from surprise, her heart beat wildly…

"Ohayo, Haruka."

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Kino wasn't entirely sure what happened the day before, but judging from the sweet smile coming from the queen of angst, Kaioh Michiru herself, and the stiff reaction of Haruka, she knew that something was up.

Hmmm…I smell something fishy…

But when her hand accidentally brushed against Ami, all her doubts went down the gutter and was replaced by anxiety and light-headedness, making her feel almost like having her stomach filled with butterflies.

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The elevator reached the 11th floor, and poor Mako-chan had to drag the still frozen Haruka outside towards their classroom. It wasn't a minute later after they were seated that the brunette started the interrogation.

"Okay. 'Fess up. What's going on between you and that uber sensitive angst-ridden girl?" She put her hands on her hips for emphasis. "Why are you two going moony-eyes at each other?"

"Uhh…"

But the blonde didn't had the chance to answer right away. Her mobile phone rang out, announcing that she received a new message. Makoto had to strain over Haruka's shoulder to read whatever it was that made the other smile like she'd just won a million dollars.

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Hey, Haruka. Hope you fine now. I'm really sorry for how I acted yesterday.
Let me make it up to you. Are you free at noon? I was hoping we could go out and have lunch.

Love,
Michiru :)

P.S.
This is my number, just in case you didn't know. :)

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"OH. MY. GOD. Oh my freakin' God! What the freakin' hell was that?"

Everyone in the room turned their eyes on Kino. She was screaming like a monkey gone mad. Her eyes were bulging with shock. They all giggled at the hilarious reaction on her face.

"Settle down, Mako-chan. Michiru and I are…let's just say, closer now. I'll explain later. Sensei's here."

And Haruka too, couldn't help but laugh at her poor friend's still dumbfounded expression.

"Tenoh-san, do you find something funny about Modern Japanese?" Ms. Hito asked.

"Iie, sensei."

"Very well, then. I suggest that you and Kino-san discuss your personal topics outside class hours."

"Gomen nasai, sensei."

"Hai, sensei."

In return, Makoto just blew her friend a raspberry and vowed to have that issue personally investigated.

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Author's Note:

This is just a transition chapter. Sorry if it's too short. T.T
Oh yeah, thanks a bunch for the reviews. I'll really try to update once a week.

And to make up for the short chapter, here's a preview for the next one:

"Michiru-san, what do you really like about my daughter?"
"Anou…she's really sweet Tenoh-san…--"
"Just call me okaa-san."
She already accepted me as Haruka's wife…
"Hai, okaa-san." Kaioh's eyes twinkled with profound joy. "Oh, and she's a good kisser too."
"Michi…don't you give her any ideas. Mom...stop it...stop asking her those kind of questions..."
The younger Tenoh grumbled and crossed her arms in front of her, while the older Tenoh laughed aloud at her daughter's expected reaction.

Disclaimer:

Haruka, Michiru, and the rest of the BSSM gang belong to Naoko Takeuchi. I'm just borrowing them for a little while.
And SBS owns the Korean TV series Green Rose.