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I had finally gotten the letter open, my hands shaking like an earthquake as I tried to focus on the words.
Haruka,
You have no idea how hard it is to write this. I never wanted to write something of this nature to you. How could you do this? How could you fall into someone else's embrace? I know the look you were giving her. You looked at me in that same way.
How can you say you love me? You promised, remember? You gave me a token of your love, saying that as long as it shone, so would you love for me. Haruka, it still shines beautifully. But I can not wear it. You've tarnished the meaning of the ring. You have tarnished us.
I can not face you. I have cried enough tears to fill oceans over you. I don't know what to do, but I know that I can not come home. I will have everything personal of mine removed when you are not around. I just can't bare the sight of you. You kill me with what you have done.
I loved you, my Haruka. I loved you with all my heart.
Michiru
I let the letter slip from my grasp. Tears had already fallen from my eyes. I never noticed when they started. I clutched the ring to my heart and leaned back against the table for support. "Why Haruka? Why did you have to be so stupid? How could you hurt her?" I spoke, softly before letting out a defining yell and slamming my hands onto the floor.
"I'll get her back. I have to." I pledged to myself. If there was one thing in the world I would do, it would be to get the love of my life back in my arms.
The Bar
Makoto shrugged, "Just don't have too much fun."
I waved her warning away with a little flick of the wrist. "Trust me, I'm innocent." I finished my first drink and slid the glass back towards Makoto, who refilled it and slid it back. "Thanks." I said before turning back to the raven-haired woman next to me. "So, tell me about yourself."
Kimmora shrugged, "Well, I'm 21, I'm here on business with my father's company, and I think you're cute."
I blinked, raised my right eyebrow and leaned a little closer. "Well than let me tell you a little about me. I'm 22, I race cars, and I would have to agree with your statement as well."
I don't know what happened next. I was going to be a smart ass and say that 'I think I'm cute as well' but that never happened. Suddenly I was in the embrace of another woman who was not my Michiru. She looked up at me, her eyes locking into mine. It was if time had slowed. She brought her lips to mine, and in the moment, the alcohol and adrenaline in my blood steam took over.
I kissed her back, softly, holding her tightly to my own body. She had responded to me, clutching me tightly to herself. I couldn't stop myself.
"Haruka!" The sound of Makoto screaming my name brought me out of the dream I was in, only to find it wasn't a dream. I looked at Makoto, who was running towards the door. I had only seen her for a split second before she disappeared, but I saw her. I saw the look on her face, the hatred in her eyes, the sadness in her soul. Michiru had seen me kissing someone else.
"Shit!" I yelled, pulling away from the other woman.
She looked at me, grabbing my hand, "Stay. It's much more fun here."
I glared at her, "You have no idea what I just did. I am sorry, but I have to go."
In the time it had taken me to get away from Kimmora and get out the door, all I saw was the taillights of Michiru's car before it turned down a side street and out of my vision.
"Haruka! What the fuck were you thinking?" Makoto screamed at me. "She wouldn't say a thing to me. All I know is you better go chase her!" She punched me in the arm, leaving it stinging. Makoto was the only one who could rival me in strength, and sometimes, I think she forgets that.
"I don't know what happened. I really don't. I didn't mean for this to…" I stammered, throwing my helmet on and mounting my bike. "I have to find her. I have to explain. I have to." I started the engine, pulling into the road and speeding off in the last direction I saw her going.