My eyes slowly open, I'm in bed. Haruka is next to me, her snoring is soft I close my eyes again remembering the first time I shared her bed. she had stayed awake the whole night scared her snoring would keep me awake. I laugh at this now, slipping out of the bed and pulling on my robe realizing I'd been wearing the wrong once since I had been home. I make my way to the kitchen pulling open the fridge and frowning, not a healthy thing in it. 'What were you thinking.' I ask Haruka silently. I pull out some of her favorite breakfast fixings and begin cooking. The smell of morning soon made its way through the apartment and I could hear Haruka stirring. I placed a plate on the table for her, pouring myself some tea and sitting with the news paper, our morning routine once again clear to me. She takes her seat at the table, looking at her breakfast skeptically. 'You cooked.' She asks filling her fork and shoveling it into her mouth. I don't reply to her, I merely stare at her from over the paper. Once she's finished eating she retreats to the kitchen to clean the dishes.
'I'll help' I offer grabbing a cloth to dry the dishes. Haruka grabs a handful of soap bubbles and blows them into my face. 'Hey!' I protest softly. 'What?' Haruka asks going back to washing the dishes, acting as if nothing had happened.
'Two can play that game.' I warn grabbing the hose from the sink and spraying water all over her. 'That isn't fair.' Haruka screams grabbing for the hose I duck and run dropping the spraying hose and heading for the bedroom. Haruka follows me drenched and dripping. 'Haruka you're getting everything wet.' I laugh closing the door to the bedroom. I sit there a moment, waiting to hear her knock, I'm shocked when she grabs me from behind. 'No you're all wet!' I laugh protesting as Haruka lifts me off the ground and onto the bed 'Get off, we don't want wet sheets!' Haruka looks at me, there is a light in her eyes, her blond hair falls in wet clumps around her face, blue eyes glistening with love, joy and mischief.
'We don't?' she asks, taking my lips.
'We don't.' I laugh.
'I guess I'd better get off then.' She teases pulling me closer to her. I had missed the carefree Haruka.
'I love you Haruka.' I say to her. My face straight, my tone serious. With or without my memory I love her.
'I love you too.' She says. I look at her, my face turned from straight to shock.
'I remember.' I whisper before kissing her. 'I remember everything.' I run my hand through her wet hair. She looks at me.
'Everything?'
'Yes.'
'Oh Michiru.' She moans pulling me closer to her, we are almost one. She kisses me my lips, my cheeks, my neck. 'I was so worried.' She says breaking down a little.
'It's alright now.' I say holding her close, stroking her neck. She's crying now and my heart is breaking for her.