Chapter 6
Loving birds
Haruka came back home, decided to talk to Michiru. But there was no one. She began to search for Michiru in the town centre, then she went to the swimming pool, Michiru always swam when she had problems… then she headed for the beach. The sun was setting. And she saw her. Her feet were in the sea, her hair in the wind. Haruka took a deep breath and joined her.
"I think we have to talk. I'm sorry to have left like I did… and also for… the kiss."
"Yes, you said it earlier, but I guess you did not hear my reply."
Michiru had a back turned from Haruka. She was looking at the sun, setting on the sea. It was a calming view.
"So this time will you listen?"
"I… I think so."
"When you said you where sorry back then, I said I was not."
The words took time to make sense in Haruka's mind but when it did her heart beat faster. Michiru turned to face her.
"Haruka… kiss me again."
Haruka looked at Michiru in surprise, she just couldn't move. Obviously kissing Michiru was her greatest desire at the moment, but the sight of Michiru, her smile, her eyes, her hair… she was so perfect, and the thought of kissing her seemed to be sin, because it would break this image of Michiru telling her to kiss her. She had dreamt this scene so often that now she felt as if it was another dream… Michiru saw Haruka's paralysis, she also saw the sparkle in her eyes, this glance full of love, desire and joy. She pulled herself nearer to the blonde and took her hands in hers. Haruka unfroze from her paralysis, realizing that her dream had become true and bent to place a sweet kiss on Michiru's lips. Michiru moved her hands from Haruka's hands to her arms then shoulder and finally surrounded her neck. Haruka's free hands wandered on Michiru's back, the kiss deepened. It seemed to last an eternity for both of them. Haruka now could find her words more easily.
"Michiru… I dreamt of this moment since the first time I saw you. I was just too stupid to tell it to you. Forgive me."
"No, I'm the stupid one, I knew you liked girls, I should have tried something earlier."
"Please don't say anything wrong about yourself. I just can't stand it… Michiru… you have no idea of what you mean to me… I should have tell it before, it's the first thing I should have said… I love you."
"Haruka… If you knew how much I wanted you to tell me these three little words… I love you too."
Michiru kissed her in a passionate embrace. She wished they could stay like this forever.
"Let's go home…" she said in Haruka's ear.
Thay walked in each other arms to Haruka's motor bike. For the first time in her life Haruka was feeling entire, full. Michiru's arms were around her waist as she drove. When they arrived home, they let their passion express fully. Haruka began to unzip Michiru's dress while kissing her, revealing blue underwear. Michiru unbuttoned Haruka's shirt, lost in their deep kiss, then untied her belt. As if realizing at last what they were up to, Haruka felt a need to talk to Michiru.
"Michi… Michiru… are you sure this is what you want…"
Michiru looked at Haruka in the eyes and kissed her with love.
"Does this answer fit you?"
"I think it does…"
Haruka took Michiru in both arms and they entered the bedroom as newly married couples enters their house. She leaned Michiru on the bed and they let their passion overwhelm them.
Next morning, Haruka woke up thinking she has been dreaming, but the warm naked body of Michiru still asleep in her arms reminded her it was reality, and that reality could be sweeter than dreams. Michiru's body began to move slightly, she was awakening. She turned to face Haruka and passed her arms around her blonde lover.
"I made a wonderful dream… you were in it." said Michiru with a sleepy smile.
"What was this dream about?" asked Haruka teasingly.
"We made things I would never had dared to talk about…"
"Pleasant things?"
"You seemed to like it…"
"I was no dream… and you seemed to like it very much too…"
Haruka was smiling evily. Michiru kissed her with passion.
"My first morning kiss… I hope you'll give me one like this every morning…" said Haruka, caressing Michiru's hair.
"It will depend on how you did the night before…" said Michiru with the same evil smile Haruka had a second before. Haruka kissed her deeply and they ended making love again.
They got up with reluctance at midday. This day was strange and beautiful, they had been together for long, but there had always been something missing to make their relation as perfect as they wanted it to be, and they had found that thing… it was love. They knew each other perfectly well, but they had the impression to rediscover, and at the same time it was the same. They were the same, but they saw everything in a different way. Michiru made breakfast for both of them as she did every morning, but she knew Haruka was looking at her, she always did, but now Michiru knew that there was love in her eyes. When Haruka took her shower, Michiru was in the bathroom. It was common, but today she could see perfectly that Michiru's eyes didn't looked at her with innocence. She knew that there was desire in them. Before she thought that Michiru looked at her as many girls would have. Now she knew she was loved and it was a great feeling.
The next weeks, they lived on their cloud. At university they could hear whispers around them, saying how a beautiful couple they were, or for those who knew Haruka's gender, how disgusting they were. Michiru had to hold Haruka back in those cases. But she couldn't hold her back when they weren't together, it was rare, but it happened. One day, Michiru went to the hospital wing in a hurry. She had been in class while Haruka was supposed to go to the tracks, but a call from one of her friends had informed her Haruka had been fighting and was with three others guys at the hospital wing. Michiru had ran like the devil to see her lover. But when she arrived, she found Haruka with just a bruise on her face and little blooding cut on her lip and forehead, and the three men, two still unconscious and one with two tooth missing, a bruised eye and a broken nose. Haruka looked at Michiru with embarrassment, but never wanted to explain. But someone else did later in the afternoon. Lily had assisted the scene. She explained Michiru that those guys had insulted her, saying that it was disgusting and not natural for such a beautiful girl as Michiru to date a tomboy like Haruka, and that she must be a real whore to do this. Haruka had burst out with anger. Only Michiru could have hold her back, but she was not. But this incident was the only one Michiru acknowledged, for Haruka never tell her. She didn't want Michiru to think she was violent… in fact she wasn't, but when it came to Michiru she was out of control.
But little by little, the whispers ceased, and they began to live a more discreet life. They were not mundane. They liked each other presence more than anything. They could barely be seen separate. Haruka was becoming famous because of her races, but her fans had noticed there always was someone, a blue aqua haired girl, not far, in the first row. Michiru was giving more and more violin concerts, but there always was a blonde guy in a tuxedo, who seemed to be lost in her performance.
They had the impression that nothing could stop them, nothing could reach them when they were together. None of them imagined that they could be pulled apart, or that they could argue. They were too much in love to think of things like this, they were worriless and confident.
One Friday evening, someone knocked at their door. They were together for about six months when it happened. They were on the sofa, the TV was on but they didn't look at it, too much absorbed by their love. Haruka had began to undress Michiru and she herself had her shirt unbuttoned.
"Who can it be?" asked Haruka between two kisses.
"I don't know… but we have to go and see…"
"No… don't move from here."
"We'll resume this later." Said Michiru with a smile.
"No… I can't wait. Stay here with me." Said Haruka with a pleading voice that she only had in this kind of situation. "No one important come at this time of the evening…" Haruka kissed Michiru in the neck, then she kissed her chest…
"It… it could be important…" said Michiru, beginning to seriously consider the possibility to stay in Haruka's arms. But a second knock made her come back to reality. She kissed Haruka on the lips lovingly then she jumped from the sofa and put on the clothes Haruka had relieved her of. Haruka sighed and buttoned her shirt. Michiru looked at herself in the mirror, fixing her hair, and Haruka opened the door, without a smile.
Michiru's face was unreadable when she saw who was at the door. Her expression wasn't joyful, nor it was sad. She was just paralysed. Haruka glared at her with a questioning look after having welcomed the two strangers.
"Good evening Michiru." Said a woman in her forties, as slim as Michiru and with the same amazing hair colour.
"We thought we could visit you. We were not far so…" said a man approximately the same age as the woman. His hair was grey and an impression of power emanated from him.
"Good… good evening mother, father." Said Michiru with hesitation. She hadn't seen her parents in eight months or more.
"Will you introduce us to your… friend?"
"Oh yes! Haruka, my parents, mother, father, Tenoh Haruka… my…"
"Your roommate." Said her father.
"But didn't you say you lived with a girl?"
"Did I say that?" said Michiru with a high-pitched voice.
"So this young man isn't really your roommate?" asked her father.
"Actually… he is my fiancé."
Michiru knew that Haruka had all the reasons to kill her. First she was hiding the fact that they were lesbians, then they weren't engaged.
"A fiancé! But why didn't you tell us?" asked her mother with excitement.
"It's… quite new, isn't it Haruka?" Said Michiru.
"Yeah… quite new." Said Haruka sending her a look full of a mixture of love and irritation. She didn't like conversations like this, in which she was just subject of what was happening.
"So when are you going to marry? A marriage is so complicate to organize…"
Michiru felt that if she didn't do anything, Haruka would make a scandal.
"We haven't decided yet… we have time… you know… we are students. I want to finish my studies first."
"Studies? What's the point? You have a fiancé now. I think I heard of you, you are our most promising F1 racer…" said her father.
So the conversation went on like this for the whole evening. Michiru's parents finally left at something like 1 a.m. When Michiru closed the door behind her parents, she turned to face Haruka, waiting for their first serious argument.
