Chapter 3 Haruka looked over at her sleeping beauty; she had to smile as she thought about how lucky she was to have such an amazing woman by her side. Michiru could feel her wife's gaze upon her and smiled as she moved her hand over to touch Haruka's. Michiru yawned as she opened her eyes and looked at the smiling blonde. "Have you been awake this whole time?" Haruka smiled and shrugged. "Sweetie, you need your rest, this is a big race for you." Haruka shrugged again as she moved to kiss her wife. "Don't worry about me how are you feeling?" Michiru shrugged as she stroked her stomach, it was sticking out now and almost obvious from a distance. Michiru smiled as Haruka moved to touch her lover's hand. "We'll get to Paris a few days early, I only need two days to learn the track and ensure my car is in order, we can perhaps go shopping and get you some better looking clothes." Michiru blushed and she bowed her head. "I would like that very much." Haruka nodded as she moved just hold Michiru's hand. They sat in silence for a little time, before Michiru started to move and stood up. "I'll be back, I need to use the washroom." Haruka nodded as she watched her wife walk up the aisle. She was smiling brightly and could not get over the beautiful woman she had managed to get. Michiru returned and smiled. "You know I was just up front and I heard a man talking about Minako's concert, he said she was supposed to be performing tomorrow night." Haruka raised her eyebrow, as she looked at Michiru. "You will have to tell them when we return about your pregnancy so that if there are any more fights they will know why you are not there. And second, Minako gave me a ticket to her show when she found out I would be in Paris the same time she would be. I called her before we left and she is leaving you a ticket at the box office." Michiru smiled. "You are amazing." Haruka blushed as Michiru moved over to kiss her lightly on the cheek. "I'm sorry I ruined your surprise." Haruka shook her head. "I was going to tell you anyways because I thought you might need to buy a new dress tomorrow for the night's event and well, tomorrow is one of the days I won't be working on my car so I thought we could have some fun together, Minako is going to try and meet us for lunch if she has some free time." Michiru nodded as she leaned back. "Please, don't plan too much for me; I am not sure how I will be feeling." Haruka nodded and moved to kiss her wife on the head. "I'll try not, I'm just so excited that you are here with me. But please, be honest if it gets to much and I'll let you rest." Michiru nodded agreeing to be honest with her wife. They sat in silence enjoying each other's company for the rest of the flight. Michiru smiled happily as she looked around out into the city all around her. Haruka was paying more attention to the waiter who was taking their order and the frowning at all the bags she had been carrying. Michiru smiled as she turned back around and met Haruka's hands. "It's perfect, even better than I remember." Haruka smiled as she squeezed Michiru's hand tightly. The waiter bowed as Haruka finished and turned to talk to Michiru. However before Haruka could say anything she noticed Minako and waved. Michiru smiled as she heard the young blonde call back and turned around. "Hi guys, fancy meeting you here?" She laughed lightly as she saw the two older women stand up to greet her. "Hi there, long time no see," Haruka greeted her from behind where Michiru embraced her first. "How is it going, you've been gone a long time." Minako shrugged, but backing away took a good look at Michiru who was blushing. "So I have, and what is this I missed, I just talked to Usagi and she didn't say anything about this to me." Haruka grinned as she looked at her wife and moved to squeeze her hand. "You are the first to know, we haven't told any one else." Michiru smiled. "Well then let me be the first to congratulate you as well." Minako smiled as she moved once more to hug Michiru one more time. "Thank you," Michiru's face was red as she moved to sit down and allow Minako and Haruka to hug and then take their seats. "Haruka ordered for you already, if that is okay?" Minako nodded agreeing as normal conversation set in. Minako wanted to know all about Michiru and her pregnancy while Michiru wanted to know all about Minako's tours. Haruka rolled her eyes as she listened to the two women talk, finally Minako had to go and prepare for her concert. Michiru watched happily and cheered as Haruka came around the track leading the pack, she only had one more lap left, one more and then they would be on a plane headed towards Rome, Italy. Michiru felt her stomach turn, but willed her lunch to stay down as she wanted to watch the end of the race. Haruka pushed the pedal harder to excel around the corner, it was not a normal move for most racers, but Haruka had become well known for it. She grinned as she saw the last turn and the finish line, but someone was coming up behind her and trying hard to pass her. Haruka moved to make sure she could not be passed, but as they came around and the finish line was in site she felt the guy behind her bump her tail. She started to spin, and right before she passed out she saw the checkered flag wave. Michiru was on the edge of her seat as she watched her wife's car start to spin, but cross the finish line. She had completely forgotten about being sick and as she saw Haruka's car slam against the side and the medics rushing to get to her she moved quickly from her seat and into the garage where Joe from Haruka's team grabbed her to stop her from running onto the track. "It's okay, Haruka will be alright," He pulled the aqua haired girl back away from the track and as she struggled they watched the medics extinguish Haruka's car and pull her from the car Michiru stopped struggling and turned to cover her eyes in Joe's shoulder as she sobbed. "Hush now," Joe was gently stroking her back trying to reassure Michiru. He was an old friend of the two girls and their history together went way back. "Look, Haruka is sitting up, she'll be fine." Michiru stopped her sobbing as she turned to look at those loading the ambulance. Joe grabbed her hand and waved to the ambulance to pull through. "This is Tenoh's wife, she needs to ride with you." The men nodded and helped Michiru climb into the ambulance. Michiru moved to take Haruka's hand and looked over her, she had a mask over her face and a couple of scratches, but looking at Michiru smiled and squeezed her hand. "It doesn't look to bad, maybe one or two cracked ribs and she made need some stiches, but it appears that she was not burned." The man riding in the ambulance smiled at the two women trying to sound positive. Michiru looked over at her wife who was sleeping rather heavily, her lip rather busted and her breathing heavy. The man in the ambulance had been right, there were no signs of the fire other than a cough she had developed from the smoke, but the doctor said that it would go away, a few stiches and two cracked ribs were the only real marks that showed she had wrecked her car. They were now on their way to Rome, Haruka had insisted on racing this last part and a new car from Tokyo was being shipped. Michiru stroked her belly as she thought about the close call and was suddenly angered with Haruka for taking such careless risk. Haruka woke up and looking at her wife smiled moving to hold her hand, but Michiru moved away from her touch. "What' wrong?" Haruka asked Michiru shrugged as she turned her shoulder. "Oh, come on, don't be mad at me." Haruka moved to kiss Michiru's neck, but Michiru turned trying to stop her. Haruka stopped trying and moved painstakingly to try for comfort, she let out a little whine and Michiru turned back to her; "Are you alright?" Haruka nodded as she breathed holding her ribs, Michiru moved to hold her hand and then to kiss her. "So you are not mad at me?" Michiru smiled. "I could never stay mad at you." Haruka turned to smile. "I just wish you would be more careful." "I'm sorry, I'll try, but honey if we are going to have twins I have to race, we can not afford for me not to race." Michiru nodded understanding. Haruka touched her hand and smiled.