"Haruka! Please answer the phone! Haruka!"

Michiru was near hysterical.

"Yo, this is Haruka and I'm out right now. So just leave a message and I'll get back to you. Ja!"

It was that damn answering machine. Again. Where was her girlfriend?

The party had ended at around midnight, and she and her cousin were already back in their dorm room after being accompanied on the way home by a certain irritating jerk called Mamoru.

He was a jerk alright, since it was even no longer than five minutes after they've first met that he asked her to be his girlfriend. He even insulted Haruka and accused the blonde of seducing Michiru. But Michiru would need not worry, he said, for he will 'save' her from the evil chain of lesbianism that Haruka had tied unto her.

The nerve of that guy! Nobody messes with her or Haruka. Especially Haruka. The Bitchy-Michiru surfaced once again, and she showed him her wrath.

In front of his father's audience, she slapped him hard and loud, right across his cheek. She even remarked, "Don't touch me. You are not worthy of my presence," then walked out of the mansion and into the garden.

Chiba Mamoru. What an arrogant man! Her blood boiled just from the mere thought of his name.

She tried to dial Haruka's number for the nth time.

"Yo, this is Haruka and—"

"Shimatta!" Kaioh threw her mobile phone carelessly at a random direction before dropping down face first in her bed.

Ami sat on the edge and could only offer her cousin soothing words. "Calm down, Michiru-chan. I've informed Makoto of the situation, and she told me that she'll help find her."

"This is all his fault! This is all his bloody fault! I would never forgive him if something happens to my Haruka!" Michiru gave in to her emotions and cried her eyes out.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to Haruka-san. I'm sure." Mizuno scooted closer, hugging, and giving support to the other girl.

The two cousins fell asleep with Ami holding the sobbing, desperate Michiru.

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Two days. Two days without hearing from her, Michiru felt torn apart. She already came and visited Haruka's house, but she only succeeded in making Yohko extremely worried about her daughter.

She couldn't sleep much, nor eat. And by the next school day, Michiru wasn't really excited in going through her classes. On her way to the elevator, her body felt numb, her head was hung low, her mind was blank…save for an image of a blonde girl who she was about to accidentally bump into.

"Ara. Gomen nasai." The green-haired bowed and resumed her walking without looking at the person.

"Apology accepted. But why does a beautiful girl like you look sad at so early in the morning?" A familiar voice teased her.

"Ha…ru…ka?"

Michiru dropped her inhibitions, including her bag, and hugged a smiling Haruka with all her might. And happily, she cried, holding onto Tenoh with a death grip, without caring that other students of Mugen Gakuen were watching them with piqued interest.

"What…happened to you…Ruka?" She managed to stutter between tears. "I've been looking all over for you. I thought I lost you. I thought I'd never see you again. I thought you didn't love me anymore. I—"

"Sssh, don't speak, Michi. I've missed you too. But for now, let's cherish this moment. I'll explain everything to you later."

Then Haruka kissed her out of the blue, in front of their schoolmates…and also in front of her father's right hand woman, Meioh Setsuna.

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At the school's luscious green park, the two decided to talk things out between them.

"So…tell me…what happened to you?" Michiru started.

That was the question that she wanted to evade. Her heart still ached at the words that Mishiro said to her.

Three days ago, her heart was torn in two.

At one part, she wanted to leave Michiru and go on with her life, seeing that people in Michiru's world would only look down upon her family. That they would always think she only wanted Michiru's wealth and ride with her fame. Plus, she did not want to be the reason why Michiru would come into conflict with her father.

On the other hand, she wanted to stay and prove to everyone that her love was true. That even if Michiru would be poor, she'd still love her and be with her.

She needed to think. And so she did what she needed to do in order to think.

She drove fast.

Heading over to nearby Yokohama, she sought after his late father's former manager, Yamazaki Kuro. And, Yamazaki, being almost like her 'second father', lent her a place to stay and a car to crash.

After three days, her heart couldn't take it anymore. Her heart yearned for one person alone. And that person was none other than the crying girl in her arms.

"I've been away in Yokohama to clear my thoughts," was her simple reply. She didn't want to tell Michiru of her painful past. Not yet, not ever. She did not want to receive pity from her girlfriend.

"You got me worried…your phone was off, and you didn't even said anything to Okaa-san. She was so worried about you."

"I know. And I'm sorry. I just needed to think." Tenoh tightened the already vice-like hug that now they seem almost inseparable.

"Just don't leave me again. Please?"

"I won't."

"Promise me."

"I promise, Michi."

The two shared another passionate kiss.

Haruka suddenly pulled something out of her pocket, "And I want you to have this," she carefully placed a platinum ring on Michiru's ring finger. "This is from Okaa-san. It's my parent's wedding rings. I'm wearing my father's." The blonde held up her hand to show the other half of the ring.

"I want to give this to you at the right time. But she told me to give this to you after we kissed and made up." They laughed at the older Tenoh's bluntness. But a second later, and Haruka was serious again.

"I'm really sorry if I let you down. But from this moment on, I promise that no matter what happens…I will never leave you. And if the time comes that we'll be taken away from other, I'll find a way to come back. We will always be together."

"Aww, I'm melting, Ruka."

"Hmmm…maybe you'd like to make me shut up and kiss me?"

"My pleasure."

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Author's Note:

The end? NAAAAAAAH…

We're just getting started.

The end of happy days, yes. –grins evilly–

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.