Disclaimer : I want them…sob
A/N : Thanks so much for the reviews, they kept me keep on going…!! Btw, forget about the lame sub-title. I dunno what else to write. Well, enjoy the chapter!
Be Mine Tonight
- Turmoil -
"So you haven't told her?"
"What?" Haruka turned to look at Michiru, taken aback by the question.
Michiru raised an eyebrow at her "That you're a girl?"
Haruka shrugs nonchalantly "I'm trying to find a good time to tell her that…" and the conversation died when Yuka got out of the changing room, twirling in front of them wearing a yellow dress which clashes horribly with her maroon shoes.
It's been 2 weeks since Michiru's meeting with Haruka after 3 years. Though her heart still clench with pain when she saw Haruka and Yuka got together, Michiru tried her best to act normally to the two of them. Yuka was ecstatic after Michiru told her that she don't mind that Haruka goes out with her, and since then she drags Michiru with her whenever she went out with Haruka. The brunette said that she felt better knowing that Michiru is with her when they go out.
And today, the 3 musketeers went to the mall. To Haruka's horror, Yuka had insisted to go inside a dress store and the brunette ended up trying almost all the clothing in the place for the last half an hour. The blonde racer is stuck with the violinist who reclined to try on anything.
Michiru took a glance at the person on her left as Yuka went in the changing room for the third time, bringing another piece of clothing with her. Haruka was still as calm as ever though the atmosphere between the two is as thick as mayonnaise can ever be. Though they sat side by side on the same waiting couch, no one dare make further contact with each other. Michiru know that Haruka's mad at her for taking things into her own hand and making reckless decisions. The violinist, to tell you the truth, hasn't really stop crying since their first meeting. But she knows she can't hide from Haruka any longer, that's why she tried her best to keep a straight face and have a normal conversation with the blonde. Forcing down the feelings of longing to touch the blonde, to caress her face and to kiss those lips. But deep down she knew that it won't ever be the same again between them.
"What do you think?" Yuka's voice interrupted her train of thoughts. She got on another different clothes, again, for the hundred time.
"Great" Haruka said in a bored voice without looking as she stifled a yawn. Yuka pouted.
"You're not even looking at it"
Haruka turned her bored eyes to her, scanned her from head to toe "great" and yawned widely, rumpling her hair.
Yuka pout even harder and turned to Michiru "what do you think?"
The violinist, who didn't expect this could only smile and nod "it's good on you. Really!"
Yuka looked happy with her answer and after deciding to buy it; the brunette stuck her tongue out at the blonde race and went to change back to her normal clothes. Michiru and Haruka didn't say anything in her absence, both too awkward to break the tension. It almost came as a relief when Yuka went out the changing room and went to the counter to pay. Haruka stood up suddenly and strut to Yuka's side. Even from the far couch Michiru could catch that Haruka's insisting to pay for the smaller girl's purchase. Smiling happily, Yuka threw her arms around the blonde, who to Michiru's surprise didn't blush one bit.
As long as Michiru remembered, close contacts like that always made the blonde racer blush, the best Michiru did, she made Haruka blushed from head to toe.
The violinist mused curiously over this new fact as the 3 of them got out of the shop. Yuka had suggested an ice cream before they go home.
They walked to the parking lot, which was right across the street with the brunette babbling away to Haruka, who is half-listening, about what flavor she should get. Michiru's still thinking about Haruka's sudden change, somehow it interests her for some reason. The aqua-haired girl didn't even pay attention when they cross the street.
A red car was speeding like hell towards them, ignoring the fact that the crossing light is still green.
"Michiru! Look out!" Yuka had realized when she got to pavement with Haruka, that Michiru's still at the middle of the road, completely unaware of the speeding car.
Haruka looked up at the warning the same time as Michiru and realized with horror that it was getting nearer to the shock aqua-haired girl.
"Get awaaaaaaay!!" the driver of the red car had stuck out his head outside the window, bellowing at Michiru to move as the car got more and more closer. The car screech halted to a stop, but it still won't stop going. And when all seems lost, Michiru who was too stunned to do anything, was pulled to safety by a pair of strong hands.
"Watch where you're goiiiiii – AH!!" loud screeching sound of sudden brakes was heard at the distant before a huge crash filled the air.
"Are you alright?" Michiru heard a trace of worry as the blonde helped her up to her feet. The racer's face was pearly white, Michiru had never seen Haruka like this. Yuka bounded up to the two of them.
"I-I'm fine. Thank you" she managed to choke out before the brunette had thrown herself onto her in tears. Michiru smiled at the younger girl, slightly embarassed by the blush that had crept onto her face at Haruka's touch. Her eyes float up to meet Haruka's teal orbs for a moment and she felt her heart lurched before the handsome racer broke the contact and looked around elsewhere to cover for the faint blush that had appeared on her face. Yuka narrowed her eyes suspiciously at the two.
No more subjects were raised about the incident and they got safely to Haruka's car, a Ferrari Testarossa (A/N: is this right? I forgot). It was already dark when Haruka dropped Yuka off at her house before speeding off again to drive Michiru home which was the same way as her apartment.
As expected, the journey back was filled with silence, well except for the sound of rushing wind. Haruka seems to know where the aqua-haired girl was living since she remembered nothing of telling the racer her new address. But at the familiar intersection near Michiru's house, Haruka turned right instead of left which raised a huge question on the violinist's head.
"Where are you taking me?" the violinist asks as the car turned right again before stopping. They're in a park that Michiru recognize was just a few blocks away from her place.
"We need to talk" Haruka shifted in her seat to take a better look at the aqua-haired girl who sat beside her.
An uneasy feeling crept onto the violinist's heart; she had never expected this to happen. Haruka looked serious when she said that, and the violinist tried her best not to look directly at those melting eyes of Haruka's.
"About us"
"What us?" though Michiru knows well what it meant.
Suddenly, Haruka cupped Michiru's chin in her hand and pushed her lips against hers.
A/N: what do you think? R/R as usual please…!!