"Ami, are you sure that this is right?"
The blue-haried woman smiled assuredly. "There is nothing to worry about."
"How soon can we start?" Michiru asked anxiously.
"As soon as you two are tested. Due to the ethical problems, we have been made to announce this as only an experimental project. The number of patients has been restricted to only five couples. You will be the second. The first child is doing very well and is showing no abnormal signs. The only thing is that we will need to do testing to make sure that all functions remain normal through childhood."
Haruka and Michiru nodded.
"We are ready," Michiru agreed, "Please tell us what to do."
"Haruka is listed first. If you'll come this way, please."
Ami Mizuno led Haruka out of the private waiting room and into the observation room. She offered Haruka a seat on the small white cot.
"Do you smoke?"
"No"
"Do you drink?"
"At parties"
"Have you participated in vaginal intercourse since your last menstrual cycle?"
Ami's face flushed as Haruka searched for an answer.
"With a man," she added.
"No"
"Would you say that you are healthy overall?"
"Yes"
"So far, so good. Please lie down."
Haruka did as she was told and watched the woman pull on a pair of plastic gloves. Ami rolled the cart with the tray of syringes and empty pints. Haruka turned her head as Ami injected her and began drawing blood. Ami took a small, circular bandage and placed it on Haruka's arm before the blood could begin to bead there.
"It's over."
Haruka shifted nervously as she rubbed her wounded arm.
"Please ask Michiru to come in when you go. I will need to do further testing on her, since I assume she will be carrying the child. You should be fine to drive by then. If you feel queasy at all, you can get juice from the vender; it is free for our special guests."
Ami smiled as Haruka continued to fidget with the bandage. Haruka then nodded and left the room. Michiru quickly replaced her; apparently having hurried her way down the hall with anxiety.
Ami repeated the same questions, impressed by her sudden calmness. Michiru let her blood be drawn without any difficulty and happily awaited the rest of the procedure. Ami pulled a pair of plastic coverings and placed beside Michiru on the cot.
"I am going to run your samples to the lab. After that, we can begin the extraction of the primary ova. We can take Haruka when she is ready." Ami paused. "But first, would you prefer to have me or an associate carry it out?"
Michiru shook her head. "I trust you. Just don't tell Haruka."
The two of them shared a brief laugh and then Michiru was left alone on the cot.
Haruka shuffled her hair as she slid forward on the loveseat so that she could prop her feet on the magazine table. She clicked the remote to change the wall television onto an F1 race and rubbed the itchy puncture would under the bandage. Haruka tried to push the thought of what was happening to Michiru out of her mind. She definitely did not want to think about the (lecherous man, must be a lecherous man) who was currently viewing a place the strictly belong to her and Michiru in order for that (lecherous man, must be a lecherous man) to remove a sample of her egg cells. The only thing that did not enter her mind was the fact that Michiru would be diagnosed with a terminal disease the next day.
MW: Please review. This story is not inteded to be that long