Chapter 8
The drawings of reality
Sorry I had difficulties with this one, I published it then I removed it because I thought I had wrote it too quickly... but finally I hadn't made so many modifications... I hope you'll like it. And thanks for all your reviews, I like to read them, they are useful and hthey encourage me to write new chapters.
Michiru was gone for a little more than two months. Haruka really missed her, and she asked herself many questions. She wondered if Michiru had thought of her as much as she did, if she was still in love… Her questions would find an answer soon. Michiru's plane had to arrive this same afternoon. Haruka had passed the day on her motorbike, as if the speed of her engine could accelerate the time. At 8 p.m., she was waiting her mermaid at the airport. No matter what Michiru's father was to think about her. The only important thing was that she was going to see her love, she could embrace her, kiss her, breathe her delicate perfume…
Michiru was in the plane with her father. She was so impatient. She hope Haruka would be waiting for her as they had planned. She was tensed. She had the same questions in head as Haruka… along with another, one she wanted to ask her father since the beginning of their "holidays" but in two months, she hadn't been able to tell him a single word exept "Good morning" and "Good evening". Her father had brought her to Italy, England, France and Spain, but he was busy and didn't really cared her. Michiru had passed most of her time alone. After some hours of trip in the plane, she tried to ask her father why he did everything, she wanted the real reason.
"Dad. I think we have to talk."
"What do you want Michiru?"
"I'd like to know why you brought me with you. It was not because you wanted to see me. I know it. So what's the matter?"
"There is no matter…"
"Don't lie, I know it's about Haruka. Why did you want to pull us apart?"
"Haruka Tenoh… this guy's still in your mind… so that's more serious than I expected."
"It is. So why? I don't understand your point. He should please you…"
"I have no matter with him… In fact… His father asked me to do this. He said he wanted to see if you too were really in love. And he said to me that he was scared for his son's studies… He said that Haruka's work was getting bad and that maybe he was thinking of you too much… so he hoped that everything would be ended before you two enter university."
"Are you sure? I'm sure it can't be, Haruka has really good marks, and he is serious…"
"That's what his father told me. He added that I'd rather keep you far from his son. That it was probably better for you. He said that you don't really know Haruka, and that the truth could hurt you."
"So you decided to act as a good father and you brought me with you in Europe."
"Yes… and I guess you liked the trip… Italy is the cradle of arts. France is also a great country…"
"I'd have liked it much more if Haruka had been there with me."
"Love, love, love… Michiru, you're still young. Are you sure your love is that strong? Are you sure he has awaited you?"
"I trust him. I'm sure he will be at the airport waiting for me."
"Romantic… But also naïve."
"Let's make a bet."
"What?"
"If Haruka's there; you won't try to pull us apart anymore. And you'll accept our relationship. If he isn't… well… I'll dump him."
Michiru regretted her words once she had said them… and if Haruka weren't at the airport… because of the traffic or for some other reason…
"It's okay… you are taking risks."
Michiru said nothing. They were nearly arrived. She really hoped he would be there.
The plane has arrived to the airport and the passengers were arriving, one after another. Haruka looked at them with expectation. She hoped she hadn't make a mistake and that was Michiru's plane... But she was nowhere.
In the plane, Michiru was trembling. She was very worried. She finally went out, looking around her.
Haruka finally saw her. She was here, her beautiful turquoise hairs floating around her. She was wearing a blue Chinese suit.
Michiru looked everywhere...when she saw him. He was waiting for her with a worried expression. He was wearing the jacket with which he used to race. She guessed he had come with his motor bike. She hurried towards him and fell in his arms. Nothing mattered expect them. She doesn't care her father disapproval anymore. It was so wonderful. She could smell the fresh scent of his skin and touch his soft skin. Her eyes were full of tears and love when she Haruka's deep green eyes, and the sparkle of love in them. She kissed him lovingly.
Haruka had waited this moment for so long that now it seemed it was a dream. Michiru was there, in her arms. She could smell this fabulous smell of ocean she loved so much... and those deep blue eyes full of tears, but so beautiful. The turquoise-haired girl had grabbed her and kissed her lovingly. She could feel at what point Michiru had missed her. What had she had doubts about her lover? She clearly loved her. She felt relieved and in peace.
Michiru's father wasn't far. He had said nothing, but after the kiss, he has touched Michiru's shoulder to make her know he was still there.
"Michiru..."
"Dad... You see… you were finally wrong."
"Yes, you won, I'll let you do whatever you want. But for the moment we have to go home." he said gloomily.
"M. Kaioh. I'd like to bring Michiru back home myself. We didn't see each other for so long... we'll be back very soon."
"I can't forbid it. My daughter will explain you this later."
Michiru's father left the airport with the luggage and Michiru turned to look at Haruka, once more she fell in his arms in a enthusiast way.
They came back to Michiru's house with Haruka's motorbike. Michiru was very glad to see her lover. It has been two months since they last been in each other embrace. And she had had so many doubts… but now it was ended. It was with an intense regret that they parted the same evening. Michiru knew they could have stayed together, but she had to remain correct. Her father had promised he wouldn't intervene, but she still had to respect some limits.
Michiru's father left the house the next morning, and Michiru knew she was not to see him within months as usual. But she didn't care, before it annoyed her, but after what he did to Haruka and her she was nearly happy to see him leave. Now she would be freer. And she would enter the university with Haruka in a few days. Everything was perfect.
For Haruka, it was wonderful… but far from being perfect. She was with Michiru, and it was the only wish she had for two months, but the problem was still there. She had to tell her the truth, and quickly. Because now that she had a flat near the university she knew it would be difficult to avoid little dinners, long evenings in each others arms… till the point where Michiru would understand everything.
The Monday following Michiru's returned was the day they were to enter the university. They would have some classes in common. But Haruka had chose to continue her studies only for Michiru, because her real passion was racing. But she wanted to spend time with Michiru, and her father had insisted. He wanted her to study. So they passed a good day. They went in class, then Haruka came along Michiru who wanted to subscribe an Art club and to a swimming team, and she accompanied Haruka who subscribed some sports clubs. She chose Racing and Rugby, along with some others sports. She had chosen less different sports than the last year, because she had seen that her free time was limited. This year she wanted to see Michiru more.
So at seven, Haruka brought Michiru to a restaurant, in order to feast their first day at university.
Haruka was feeling strange this evening, Michiru either. There was a tension between them. Haruka led her to her flat instead of her house without really thinking of it. When they arrived, her hand touched Michiru's by accident as they were in the staircase. Michiru suddenly grabbed it and looked deeply in Haruka's eyes, who chose to continue to go upstairs. But arriving at the door, she couldn't control herself, she grabbed Michiru and began to kiss her lovingly, leaning her against the door in a passionate embrace. "Stop this now. You're in a corridor…"thought Haruka.
She finally broke the embrace and opened the door, trying to look cool. Michiru was feeling strange. She hesitated to enter the flat. She knew what would happen if she did… but maybe it was the perfect moment… She had waited him for two months. Now she wanted him; she desired him. So she decided that she would enter the room.
Haruka let Michiru enter first. She was scared; but she thought she would be able to control the situation… but when Michiru returned to look at her with her deep blue eyes and this incredible sparkle of love in them, she knew she was lost. She let Michiru throw herself in her arms and she kissed her in a loving and savage way. Now they were nearly arrived at the sofa. As she was leaning on it with Michiru, she suddenly realised what she really was doing… and she tried to stop it. "Ruka! remember you're not a man… things are not that simple… tell her the truth! Now!"
-Mi… Michiru…
If they went further, she would know… She parted from her.
-Ruka? Are you all right, Honey?
-No… I… just can't… I… I feel a little ill… we should do… this… in other circumstances… it's a special moment and…
Michiru looked at her in a comprehensive way.
-Well… you're right. I'm sorry…
-No. It isn't your fault, you don't have to be sorry… You know… I missed you so much… and you're so… attractive… and I love you so much…
-I love you too Haruka. Those two months were the Hell. I began to breathe again when I fell in your arms at the airport, before it was too painful…
Michiru's eyes were gleaming with love. Haruka felt ashamed. She had to end this now. She shouldn't have any secret for her. She kissed Michiru as if it was the last time. She had taken her decision.
-I… I have something important to reveal to you. I have a secret, an important one. I think you'll be… shocked, but I just can't continue to lie. You are everything to me Michiru…. And I know you love me too. But would you still love me… if I wasn't what I seemed to be?
-Yes… I don't know what you mean… but I think… I think I truly love you, and no matter the rest… I never felt that way before… and… well… I think I want to stay with you forever.
-I… I feel the same… Well… I… I am physically different… I… In fact I am… Oh I can't tell you!
-Ruka… You're strange… what do you have sweetheart? You… you're crying.
Michiru seized him in her arms. Haruka wasn't as usual. He was scared… Michiru looked in her lover's eyes and saw something different in them… a great love… but also fear…
-I know… I… I'll show you.
She suddenly got up.
-You'd rather stay where you are… I think you'll be shocked… and… remember… I love you more than anything in this world, and I'll understand if after that you don't want to see me anymore…
Haruka threw her jacket on the floor, then she unbuttoned her skirt. Michiru saw she was wearing a strange equipment under it… like a pink ball-avoiding coat. She had never noticed this strange thing… Haruka pulled it off. Michiru's blue eyes opened wildly. Haruka had a thin waist, like hers that she had remarked long ago, but never she had noticed the two breasts he had. Her eyes were going from the beautiful head of her lover… to her naked chest. Her drawings were brought to life. Now she knew why she had those strange visions... Haruka… no… this was Emiko. So the person she had met at the swimming pool and her boyfriend were one. She had gotten up. Her drawings had come to reality.
-Ruka… you're… you're a…
She began to feel very bad. She fainted. Haruka went quickly to catch her. She leaned her on the sofa.
-I'm sorry. Said Haruka in her ear. But Michiru couldn't hear her.
