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A/N: Thanks for the reviews! I am so excited. This fic it's being a rollercoaster of awesomeness and the ride's still on. Here is chapter 12!
A Lesson on Love
By Auraluna7
Chapter 12: My muse
After a nice pleasant ride Haruka's sports car stopped at the top of a stepped hill in a small scenic view point near the coast. Haruka smiled at Michiru. "Ok, we're here."
Michiru smiled back and stepped out of the car following Haruka, while the blonde picked up her backpack Michiru delighted herself in the vision of the astonishing blue sea; the sea breeze with its fresh salty scent blowing her hair and playing with the skirts of her blue sundress. She leaned against the rail on the edge of the cliff the sun kissing her beautiful face, her thoughts lost in the amazing view in front of her, the sea singing to her with its endless love song. "This place is beautiful."
"Not as beautiful as you." Haruka stood behind her; she placed her hand softly on Michiru's hip. "A million stars shining in the sky altogether will not be as beautiful as you." Michiru smiled, she leaned against Haruka inhaling her soft perfume, a subtle scent that always reminded her of the summer breeze.
"If the afterlife is filled with perfect moments I want to take this one with me." Haruka turned her around slowly, lifting her chin with gentle fingers.
"I will take the memory of your perfect blue eyes to look at them forever." She kissed the smaller girl gently, tasting her strawberry lips, drinking her like fresh water of a crystalline fountain, the murmur of the waves against the rocks the only sound around them. "But the afterlife is far away from us today Michiru, lets enjoy life today together…come with me." Holding hands Haruka guided her away from the tourist lookout along a hidden path, they walked for a little while enjoying the sunny day and the touch of their hands entwined until they reached a hidden plateau on the rock cut wall looking to the ocean.
Haruka laid a blanket for them on the grassy floor; she smiled and offered Michiru a seat, the violinist sat down on the soft plushy blanket and look down to the ocean, the forceful waves crashing against the rocks below them. Haruka had packed all the perfect items for a romantic picnic on the remote area in a big camping backpack and she started unpacking them diligently.
With a smile on her face Michiru saw the blonde handing her a soft pillow to rest on while she took out a scrumptious looking bento box. "Don't get terribly excited, Akira helped me do this and we both suck at cooking."
Laughing softly Michiru took a bite of a small sandwich. "My compliments to the chef, this is perfect, everything about today seems to be. Tell me how did you find this place?"
Haruka handed her a glass of iced tea, touching the delicate fingers on the violinist hand just a little too long, a soft blush on the girl's young face. "I used to come here as a child with my parents all the time. My dad will stop here at the lookout for a moment before we drove down to the beach on the hot days of the summer. One day I was scouting around and I found this place, I thought of one day bringing a special someone here to enjoy a sunset."
Michiru's heart skipped with subtle joy…she was a special someone for Haruka…"You never talked about your parents before, where do they live?"
Haruka sighed softly her face resting on her palm, lying on her side against a pillow facing Michiru. "They died a few years ago …I don't like talking about it."
"I'm sorry."
"It's ok." Michiru moved closer to Haruka she caressed the tomboy's face lovingly, the blonde kiss her softly and Michiru rested her head on Haruka's stomach both of them looking up to the bright blue sky. "The memories I have from them are all sweet, wherever they are now I know they are happy."
"My mom died too, she had cancer. I wish all my memories of her were sweet but she went away from us like running water, I miss her."
Haruka caressed the soft aqua locks of hair. "I'm sorry too." Michiru gave her a small smile.
"I am ok. Life is a circle, people are born and they die, the feelings we feel for those people stay behind with us, so it is up to us what to do with them, you could nurture the pain and sorrow from your loss and feed your misery or you could just treasure the perfect moments and remember the people that go away with happiness, that is what I try to do, and even the memories of my mother are not all sweet I always think of her smiling at me, loving and warm like she was."
"You're special did you know that? I never met anyone as special as you Michiru."
"I feel the same way…" Holding Michiru's hand on her own Haruka indulged looking into the deep mysterious eyes feeling a joy she hadn't felt ever before.
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Standing out the door of the downtown apartment Kasumi took a last look at herself on the hand mirror before knocking. The tall slim blonde fixed her hair and gave her lipstick a last review. Finally she knocked the door, waiting a moment until she heard soft steps approaching the door along the wooden polished floors.
Akira looked through the peephole, she sighed when she found Kasumi Tani standing outside her apartment dressed in skin tight jeans and an exposed midriff top looking as menacing as a ticking bomb with a red ribbon around it. She opened the door and gave the girl a faint smile, in the midst of the afternoon Akira had just got out of bed, she felt physically and emotionally drained after the huge break up fight she had with Kuyako, which must to her dismay had ended in makeup sex, then another fight then goodbye sex and then another fight…she had to start dating girls her mental age.
"Hi." Kasumi gave her a bright smile, a sexy curve forming on the full red lips. "Can I come in?"
Akira looked at the girl with her enticing red lips and she try to remind herself her newly made vow of dating people her own age or older if possible, yet it was so hard not to notice the beautiful face and the taut abdomen of the girl exposed by the brief shirt, her toned skin golden by the sun. "Haruka is not home."
"Yes, I figured…I came to see you actually…" Kasumi leaned on the door frame so close to Akira the girl stepped back overpowered by the presence of the teenager and Kasumi walked into the apartment. "Did I wake you up? I'm sorry …" After the words Akira realized she had been wearing nothing but a tank top and boxers; probably she had bed hair as well.
"It's ok. But like I said Haruka isn't home."
Kasumi nodded and closed the door behind her, walking across the room to the piano where she traced the keys with her slim fingers. "You don't believe me when I said I came here to talk to you ah?" She turned around and leaned on the piano, her gray eyes fixed on Akira making the woman fill like she was the only person in the world Kasumi wanted to see right now. "I must confess though, it is because I need help…"
Shaking the tantalizing effect that the silvery eyes had on her, Akira walked across the room and walked towards the kitchen. "Will you like some coffee Kasumi?"
Tilting her head slightly disappointed Kasumi followed Akira to the kitchen. "Sure…" She walked into the room behind the dark haired girl, leaning forward on the kitchen bar looking at Akira. "I need you to help me with Haruka…"
Sipping her coffee Akira raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"
"I want to give her a big surprise, a romantic dinner."
Akira nodded although she wasn't sure why this information was relevant at the moment. "So? You want to find out her favorite food or something?"
"It is a bit more complicated than that." Standing straight and flipping her hair behind her back Kasumi walked around the kitchen bar and cornered Akira. "I need you to let me prepare that dinner for her…here."
"Huh?" The girl nodded her ashen eyes sparkly. "Kasumi, I talked to Haruka and …well I don't think she wants to keep seeing you at the moment." Kasumi's eyes seem to cool a bit but she didn't step back, in her high heel boots she was taller than Akira and they were dangerously close to each other, Akira fighting with the urge to not stare at the red lips.
"She just needs to realize we are meant for each other, that's why I need your help, if we have an intimate date, where no one will disturb us I am sure I can change her mind."
Akira brought the cup of coffee back to her lips; she wondered how it felt to be in the middle of such passion turmoil, Haruka sure knew how to pick them. "Kasumi, you guys had a one hot steamy night in Kabuchiko; what happened between you two at Shinkirou hardly counts as being meant for each other, everyone gets carried away wearing costumes, you know how it is: one crazy night, a venetian princess and a prince, it was just a fantasy." Kasumi looked at Akira with disconcerted expression. Akira bit her lower lip. "Agh I guess Haruka never told you she knew it was you wearing the Venetian mask and the tattoo that night…she is going to kill me." Kasumi looked away from Akira's face, the pieces of the puzzle finally falling in her lap. She felt the blush on her cheeks abandoned her.
"Kasumi…are you feeling ok?"
Closing her eyes for a moment trying to contain what felt like nausea but also seemed to oppress her throat Kasumi gather strength out of desperation and looked back at Akira trying to smile, she nodded softly. "Yes, of course. I knew about it, about the Shinkirou thing… I just didn't thought she would tell you about it…it is kind of personal."
Akira nodded a bit less upset, so she didn't mess up things more for her friend, at least… "But like I said, it was just a fantasy. You should accept it Kasumi, you're young and very beautiful I am sure in no time you will find someone else knocking at your door, someone more suited for you…"
Kasumi nodded and gave Akira a faint smile; she was feeling sicker every minute. "Perhaps you're right… I guess I should leave."
"It might be the best, sometimes things are just not meant to be..."
Kasumi's head seemed about to explode, too many things happening too fast all around her. So Haruka Tenoh was Michiru's prince, this was a lose-lose situation for her. She felt in despair, never before had she encountered a situation like this, no matter where did she look her kept running into stone walls. She reached the door feeling the nausea overcome her and turned around to look at Akira one last time. "Can you do something for me?"
With surprise Akira heard Kasumi spoke with a voice that didn't seem to belong to her, not her usual crystalline voice; the trained voice of a performer, but a soft voice almost brittle with affliction. "Sure."
"Don't tell her I was here…if everything is lost I don't want to appear as someone who begs." Akira nodded, seeing the always alluring eyes tinting with the pearly shade of tears.
"I won't tell her you were here."
"Thanks." Kasumi stepped out of the apartment; she slowly walked all the way to the staircase where she sat with her back against the wall in the poorly lit hallway. She messed her hair and placed her head between her hands, before she could stop it she felt silvery rivers of tears streaming down her porcelain face. She had never felt so alone like right then…
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Michiru looked into the teal eyes, her breathing heavy with urge, she was resting on the soft blanket, her long hair spread on the pillow, both of them blushed as Haruka lay on top of her kissing her with hunger.
The sun shined upon them and behind Haruka there was nothing but the blue infinite sky, Michiru kissed her lips again and again, the blonde's hand hiking up the hem of her silky blue dress. "Haruka..." She felt the hands of the blonde caressing her thighs, the lips of the tomboy kissing a path down her neck.
"No more running away from me, please, tell me today you won't run away…" Haruka pleaded softly against her skin and Michiru caressed the back of the blonde's neck, her hands unbuttoning the tomboy's shirt.
"No more running…" Haruka kissed her lips again, rejoicing in the softness of her skin, fondling her delicate breasts while stripping her from the light dress. Michiru looked up at her, she bitted her lower lip, they had touched each other before, she knew how warm Haruka's skin was, how her kisses tasted but she had never been so naked, so exposed, no dim light could cover her blush anymore and today she wasn't going to deny anything to Haruka, it was the moment she had looked forward to for so long…
Haruka shed her own clothes kissing the line of Michiru's lace white bra, feeling the smaller girl tense softly as she positioned herself between her thighs. "Are you ok?" Michiru nodded, she closed her deep sea eyes and felt Haruka sliding a hand between her legs, moaning softly. Haruka held her close, kissing her face gingerly over and over, feeling the smaller girl tremble gently as her hands travel along her inner thighs. "Look at me." Michiru opened her eyes again, the opalescent eyes of Haruka looking at her intensely. "Are you scared?"
Michiru nodded, this was different to what they had experience before, this felt real, definitive; and beyond her lust Michiru had found love and she was scared but at the same time there was nothing else she wanted more than to be once and for all one with Haruka. The blonde covered her delicate mouth with another kiss, a deeply loving kiss, she wasn't hurrying anymore, she still felt the pressing need to feel Michiru against her but she was going to make this moment special for them both.
Shifting her weight she rolled making Michiru straddle her, the beauty smiling, her long hair falling down on her exposed skin. "Let go of your fears, I will never hurt you." Brushing the soft locks of her hair against Haruka's chest Michiru undid the clasp of her bra and let it drop on the floor along with the rest of her clothes, she leaned towards Haruka and as she kissed the blonde again she felt the pianist hands cupping her naked flesh. "I want to kiss every inch of you Michiru…"
Rocking her hips against Haruka, Michiru curved her back and let the sun kissed face, a piercing need growing on her center spreading through her entire body. Haruka held her lover's hips, the exquisite feeling of Michiru's skin against hers driving her insane, she wanted to kiss every part of Michiru, to touch her, to make sure she was real, that she was indeed here with her.
Entwined against each other Haruka made her roll on her side, kissing her shoulder gently. Michiru hid her face on Haruka's neck and the tomboy moved aside a lock of the girl's hair to kiss her shoulder blade posing her eyes on the tremulous butterfly imprinted on Michiru's skin. "Michiru…. This…"
Michiru brushed her blue eyes on the butterfly tattoo and smiled. "Isn't it pretty? It's a friendship tattoo." Haruka traced the butterfly with trembling fingers; she looked into the deep sea eyes.
"It is you…it's always been you. You're my muse." Michiru confounded looked at her. "The venetian princess in the blue dress…"
Surprised Michiru's eyes lightened, she touched Haruka's soft cheekbones. "Are you my Prince Haruka?"
The tomboy nodded and coupled with her feeling of love Michiru found herself filled with joy. They kissed each other again recognizing that the feeling they had shared that night somehow hadn't faded at all and now it just made this moment between them more special. "I thought I will never see you again…and now here today I don't think you could have been anyone else."
"Oh Haruka, I feel the same way." Michiru's hands travel along the blonde's back bringing her closer, rubbing herself against Haruka's thigh with renewed desire, her hand cupping Haruka's center allowing the pressure to build up slowly between the tomboy's thighs.
"Are you trying to beat me to the chase again?" Haruka whispered on her ear, her words heavy with lust. Michiru smiled and rubbed her hand against her faster, pressing slowly along her wetness.
"Maybe…"
"Oh no, not this time." Haruka caught Michiru's hand and placed the girl beneath her, parting her legs after getting rid of the last clothing barrier between them. Michiru deeply blushed held her breath as Haruka suddenly entered her sending through her body a deep and unexpected wave of pleasure.
"Haruka…" She whispered her name against the tomboy's ear as the pianist thrust again and again inside her, pushing her to the edge of ecstasy..
Haruka held her close, so close she could feel every movement on the girl's body, how she clenched against her fingers melting with desire, making her even without being touched ready to come. With one last thrust Michiru closed her blue eyes and screamed her name, Haruka held her so close she could feel the muse touching her heart.
"My muse…I've waited for you for so long…"
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Lowering her thick golden eyelashes wet with rain and tears Kasumi sat on a bench outside the library building, her clothes soaked, her golden curls faded by the rain, it wasn't raining heavily but she had been sitting there for a long time now, lost in her thoughts, lost in her affliction.
She only looked up when she felt the rain stopped just around her and she found herself looking into a pair of luminous green eyes. "Rain…"
Rain Tenki held her umbrella over the blonde's head, the rain wetting her denim jacket. "Hey." Sniffing, Kasumi wiped her face trying without succeeding to smile at Rain. The redhead looked into the argent eyes finding in them a beauty she never saw before, a natural beauty tainted with sorrow. "You're crying…"
"It's nothing…" Rain placed her umbrella down and sat next to Kasumi.
"Can I help you? I am a good listener you know?" Kasumi lowered her eyes and shook her head, so numb to any feeling she could not feel the cold or any embarrassment for being caught crying like a small child. "Did anything happen? Are you hurt?"
"No, I am…" Fine…that, she wasn't. She couldn't even say it out loud, and what she said sounded frail. "Have you ever felt you have to try too hard to achieve what others get easily?"
"I can't say I have, but then again I don't expect to achieve much."
Kasumi looked at Rain's soft expression. "All I've ever wanted was to be noticed, but I always have to try so hard, to be always so perfect. And around me people achieve their desires without effort, opportunities knocking at their doors without them even looking for them. It is hard to perform all the time…"
Rain took her jacket off and placed it over Kasumi's shoulders, clearing the wet locks off the porcelain face. "You don't need to try so hard. You're so beautiful and I am sure you're very talented, who would not want to have you around? Just being here with you right now makes me feel pretty lucky."
"You're too kind Rain." Kasumi touched the girl's cheek giving her a small smile, her lips naked from makeup but rosy and plump. "I wish I had been more kind to you in return. But I doubt anyone feels lucky to be around me, at least not who I wish did."
"Is this about Haruka Tenoh?" Kasumi raised her eyes surprised. "It's ok, I won't tell anyone, is it?"
Kasumi nodded. "How did you know about it?"
"Honestly? I can't take my eyes off you when you're around and I saw the way you looked at her."
"Hmmm, was it so obvious? Well, it is not important, that went nowhere."
"And you're just going to quit then?"
"What could I do? If she refuses to see me? I can't show her my true feelings while we're around people and she does not want to see me alone anymore …" There was no point on telling Rain about Michiru and Haruka, no point at all to say that once again Michiru had achieve what she desired without even trying.
Every day for Kasumi was a struggle, a fight to be beautiful always, to never be caught off guard, to practice to exhaustion with the illusion of perhaps one day being a famous performer; for Michiru everything always fell in place, by her father by her teachers, by fate. In their love lives Kasumi had always had the advantage until now, and without any victory on her side she could not help but feel jealous and mad. Michiru was her dearest friend but sometimes she could not help but curse her own luck and envy Michiru's, life was not always fair.
"I could help you, if you really need to talk to her, not sure how but I will do it for you."
"Why will you do that Rain? I thought you … well, liked me."
Rain smiled at her warmly. "Oh I do, a lot. But if it makes you smile it will be worth it. Anything for you will be worth it."
Kasumi smiled, not with her usual charming smile but with an honest warm smile, she leaned and kissed Rain on the lips softly. "I wish I have met you first."
Touching the perfect skin of Kasumi's cheek Rain looked into the silvery eyes. "Who knows, the first one to arrive is not the important one, is the last one that matters. I will help you talk to Haruka because I want to see your smile Kasumi, always. And perhaps one day you will smile just for me."
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"Are you sore?" Michiru blushed intensely under the teal eyes gaze, their warm bodies still embraced.
"Haruka!"
"Oh dear, I meant from lying on the floor." Haruka blushed too and laughed nervously. "That is for real what I meant, I swear."
Still blushed Michiru smiled. "A bit. But I don't want to go, it is so perfect here."
Haruka nodded and kissed Michiru's cheek gently. "So…and about the other soreness?"
"Haruka!"
"Well…yeah…isn't it polite to ask? I'm not sure…"
"Not really." Michiru hid her face on Haruka's chest suddenly shy again.
"Sorry for not being polite then…"
"That's not what I meant…"
"Huh? Oh …oh! Ok… good, good. I didn't want to hurt you." Haruka wondered if it'll be wiser to just shut up and stop making both of them blush.
Michiru kissed her lips softly. "I'm fine, more than fine, great."
Haruka caressed the face of her lover, the love words she wished to say wilting on her lips. Was it too soon to tell her she loved her? "I…"
"Yes?"
"I am so happy you're here with me, that you are my true muse."
Michiru smiled. "I am so happy too."
Too soon, it was too soon. But Michiru was her muse and they had all the time in the world… all the time in the world to say I love you.
(A/N: Good grief, i apologize to anyone who read the non edited version of this chapter I don't know what possessed me to type softly so many freaking softly times! Sorry XD *bows softly* )