Chapter 7
Twin incident
"Haruka…" began Michiru.
"So I'm a man and we're engaged… what's next?"
"I… I panicked."
"I saw it… I know you hadn't told your parents about us, and I didn't care. But don't you think saying those things was going a little too far?"
"Yes…"
Haruka's voice was calm, but it was not a good calm tone. Michiru could feel her lover's tension.
"I thought you didn't mind your parent's point of view! You said they disappointed you by letting you on your own all the time. They never call, they never visit… and you acted like the perfect daughter! It was… awful to see you acting like this."
"I was scared, I hadn't think they would come tonight… please forgive me… I didn't wanted to hurt your feelings, but I didn't intend to lie… it came just like this."
"In other words… it would be easier for you if I actually was a man."
"Don't say this! I like you the way you are."
"Are you sure? After this evening I seriously doubt it. You'd better leave me and find a cute masculine fellow…"
"Haruka!"
Michiru couldn't bear more. She flung herself in Haruka's arms. Tears began to run on her cheeks.
"Michiru…"
"Stop saying such things! I love you just the way you are! You should know it…"
As she said those last words, an idea came to her mind and she stopped crying. She knew how to end this conversation. A smile crossed her face as she kissed Haruka.
"I'm sorry… you know… I'd rather be a man… but I'm not and…"
"Don't say this, it's not true, I know there are times you like your body just the way it is… Let me show you I like you the way you are… and after this I'm sure you'll never say you'd like to be a man anymore..."
Michiru unbuttoned Haruka's shirt slowly, taking care to let her hands wander on the blonde's body, planting little kisses on her lips, then cheeks, neck, breasts…
"No… that's unfair… we're not finished with this… conversation… Michiru…"
Haruka knew she was lost, she could not resist her lover when she was like this. She forgot about everything, overwhelm by desire.
The morning sun passed through the window as Haruka tenderly held Michiru in her arms. They hadn't slept at all.
"So… do you still think I'd rather you to be a man?"
Haruka looked at Michiru with a peaceful smile and loving eyes. They had never spent such a night.
"Well… right but that's not the point… you're lucky you know… imagine if I had been like the other girls, wearing a skirt or a dress… your great plan would have fall in the water."
"It was not a plan… and skirts wouldn't fit you, I prefer to see you in your motor bike suit."
"Really?"
"Yes. I think that I should have said that you were a girl and that we were roommates, but I don't know… a part of me wanting to say we are in love… but I didn't managed to tell the whole truth. At least they know we are together."
"But why this idea of marriage… you know we can't."
"My parents would have freak if they had heard that I was living with you and not engaged."
"You should tell the truth."
"I will. I promise you."
"Do you realize? Our first argument was provoked by your parents visit and by a lie. I thought it would be about a restaurant choice or about one of us cheating on the other… I swear I don't!" added Haruka feeling Michiru staring at her.
"I'd rather forget it if you don't mind. I love you more anything in the world and I don't want anything to break what we have. I never been happy like this before."
"I know what you mean. And I think this night is worth my absence of memory for what happened. I love you too much to resent you for that."
So none of them talked about this incident after. They continued to live as if nothing had happened. Their love strengthening as weeks passed. And finally the summer break came. The two of them had succeeded in their exams, and Michiru's parents hadn't shown themselves again.
But they couldn't know parents were not the threat a couple had to deal with.
That morning of June, Michiru awoke before Haruka. She got up taking care not to awake the blonde and she decided to make pancakes for breakfast. But she missed something so she dressed and went out.
A few minutes later, Haruka was awoken by a knock at the door. She searched for Michiru's body in the bed but didn't found her. She got up, hoping to find her in the kitchen or in the bathroom. She suddenly remembered what had awoke her. She walked to the door. The person outside knocked again and spoke.
"Haruka? It's me, Michiru, I went outside to buy something for breakfast but I forgot my keys and the door closed behind me…"
Haruka opened the door. Michiru was not the type of girl that forgot things like keys, this was her type. When she opened the door, she felt something strange… maybe she was not totally awake yet… Michiru kissed her. Haruka remarked she was wearing a black dress that she had never seen.
"New dress?" asked Haruka.
"You like it?"
"Yes… not your usual type but… it's sexy. Why didn't you awake me? You know I like to get up early, but you left without a word…"
"I… I didn't want to awake you… you looked… peaceful."
Haruka smiled. She noticed something different in Michiru… first her dress, then the kiss she gave her had a different taste, something missing… and finally she had not the same tone, her voice was more high-pitched.
"Michiru… you look strange… is there something wrong?"
"No… what could be wrong?"
Michiru grabbed Haruka's waist and kissed her with passion. She wandered her hands across Haruka's body, but Haruka was not really at ease… and she didn't heard the door opening… Michiru passed a hand on her chest and suddenly Haruka felt her hand paralysing when she touched one of her breasts. She didn't know what pulled her apart from the aqua-haired girl first… was it the girl herself or Michiru's arm grabbing the girl's hand and pushing her away. One thing was sure, the girl that Haruka had kissed wasn't Michiru… for Michiru was standing right in front of her in a white summer dress and with a very angry look on her face.
"Miharu! How dared you!" shouted Michiru.
"You're engaged to a woman!" said the girl with disgust.
"You promised you wouldn't do that again! You're a…"
"Stop this now, I helped you… Now you know this… freak, half man, half woman don't really love you, she did not make the difference between us."
Haruka was scared, she had never seen Michiru in such a state… She slapped the girl in the face with so much strength that she fell on the floor.
"Never insult Haruka again!"
"Hitting your own twin for a freak… I thought you were worthier than that."
"I told you not to say that again! And a sister, more, a twin, doesn't come by surprise to replace its sister. Go away!"
"Our parents will be delighted to learn the truth about your freaky fiancée. I'm glad, I thought it wouldn't be that easy to destroy your happiness. But I know you and I'm sure I reached my aim. How nice revenge is!"
Miharu had a hand on her cheek, it was probably hurting. She walked to the door and left. Haruka didn't know what to do. Michiru was trembling with rage. She didn't know exactly what was waiting for her, but it wouldn't be good. Michiru turned to face her. She was crying. She looked at Haruka for a while. Haruka tried to approach her, she wanted to hold her but Michiru stepped back.
"Michiru… I didn't want to… you know I would never have…"
Haruka received a slap on her face. It was strong, never she would have suspected Michiru to have so much strength. She didn't fell like her sister but it wasn't far. Michiru ran away. She needed some fresh air. Her damned twin sister had managed once more to make her life look like hell. They had never get along well, even in childhood. Their parents had decided to separate them when they were about fourteen, putting them in different schools because they caused all sorts of troubles with their hatred for each other. Michiru was still crying when she arrived at her favourite place, the beach. She got off her shoes and walked in her beloved sea. She wished she could drown in it. Her sister had spoiled everything again… but what she said was right… Haruka hadn't been able to recognize her, she had kissed her sister without thinking of it. She had always thought that their link was stronger than anything, she knew that one day Haruka would have met Miharu, but she had been sure that she would have been able to see the difference, that Haruka could see her very soul. She had been stupid, and now she had slapped her beloved blonde without a word and had left like a robber…She wanted to forgive Haruka, but she knew it wouldn't be that easy. She was disappointed and very sad. Never she would have guessed that Haruka would make her so sad, she usually was her source of joy, she was her love, she was everything to her.
