As I wait for something to download of the internet I thought I should yet again write the next chapter. Because more I update the more happy people will be yay! So here is the next chapter in my story…my poor attempt at a story lol. Ya. On with the show!
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Disclaimer: I do not own Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon, and I never will. Naoko Takeuchi does….not me. I only own my own characters that I put in here.
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Michiru had an uneasy feeling as her and Nitta walked away from the house. Nitta knew something had to be up because Michiru had one of those looks on her face like a million things were going through her mind at once. Trying to think of something that would break the ice. All she could think of was nothing. And she felt ridiculous because she would get a smile, attempt to say something and nothing would come out. Finally stopping she waited for Michiru to stop. Realizing that she wasn't going to stop any time soon she ran up to her friend. Tapping her on the shoulder she got no response. Trying again until she nearly took her arm off.
"Huh?" Michiru finally said coming out of her state of mind.
"I have been trying to get your attention for the past ten minutes!" was all Nitta could say. Not exactly she wanted to say but at least it was something that didn't make her look like a fish out of
water.
"I'm sorry I have several things running through me head right now. I think I will call it a day, we should visit Haruka tomorrow." Michiru got out with a fake smile.
"Sounds good, we should get her some flowers, she always gives this look with her nose
wrinkled whenever I bring her something girly." Nitta pointed out.
"Sure. Tomorrow then?"
They both went their separate ways, but Michiru still felt uneasy. 'I have been missing this for years. Why would Haruka have something like this? I don't remember giving this to her or handing it to her…but a little…' Michiru let out a gasp and covered her mouth 'could she be that little girl from all those years ago? I always thought she reminded me of a person who played the piano…middle school'
"HOW COULD I BE SO BLIND?" Michiru was quick to cover her mouth. Lucky for her no one was around to hear that little outburst. But still could that mean Haruka has had a hidden her true feelings from her? ' Could she like me, like me?'
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Back at Haruka's bedroom she lifted her heavy eyelids to find the room was deserted. Letting out a yawn, she turned on the light that was on her nightstand. Opening her drawer she noticed something was immediately missing.
"Oh god…I hope…shit." Haruka couldn't find the strength to jump up. She laid there thinking of the worse case scenario. Her stomach was doing major turns she could add everything up find out that it was her over the years.
She heard a knock at her door and hoped to god that it wasn't Michiru. She looked up and it was only her mother, rolling her eyes she was the last person that she wanted to see at the moment.
"The phone is for you." was all she could say.
Picking it up she was hoping that it was Nitta.
"Hello?"
"Haruka…hi. Its me Michiru." her voice sounded distant. Michiru did her best to cover it up, but by the sound of Haruka voice it was working.
Taking a gulp she didn't know what to say. She could be holding the handkerchief at the moment. She would probably want an explanation.
"Listen, Nitta and I were wondering if it would be alright to drop by tomorrow." Michiru was trying to calm her voice. But it wasn't working.
"Y-y-yeah that would be great. Sorry I fell asleep on you, I guess this sickness is getting the best of me." Haruka tried to sound cheerful. Truth of the matter, every time she talks to her she cant
help but blush.
"Oh can you hold for a moment? I have another call coming in."
"Sure." hearing a beep she waited. She played with the sheets on her bed. She was anxious and all she wanted to do was for her to come back to the other line. ' Michiru I have had secret feelings for you since the moment I first saw you all those years ago. I have kept that handkerchief because it reminds me of you.' was that so hard to say?
"Haruka?"
"Y-y-yes?"
"Nitta cant come tomorrow she forgot all about her optometry appointment tomorrow so do you mind if I come over?"
Haruka blushed a deeper shade of red. 'Alone with Michiru? Alone with Michiru?' was all that could go through her head. Her hand began to shake and her stomach felt like something was going to come up any moment now.
"Haruka are you still there?"
"Y-yeah. Sorry I was…um…yawning. You c-can drop by to-tomorrow after school heh." Haruka could tell she was talking like an idiot.
"Sounds great, I will see you then."
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'This has to be a dream'
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The next day Michiru held a bouquet of roses in her hand. They were the yellow kind because for some reason it seemed appropriate. Haruka's mother lead her to the room. Walking in the bed was empty. Looking around she could tell that Haruka was looking for something. Walking in she looked around. She saw a bottle of aspirin on the floor, and some used tissues. Taking a seat she heard the door open. Haruka looked up to see Michiru having that same smile on her face…holding flowers. Her nose wrinkled up a bit. And she heard Michiru give out a little chuckle.
"Nitta was right, you do give a funny look when someone gives you something girly." Michiru
continued her chuckle.
All the poor butch could do was blush even more, she made her way to her bed. Picking up the pills that were on the floor she took two out and used them. Sitting down on her bed she pulled the covers over her head.
"You know if you want me to go away you shouldn't have to hide your face. You can just ask." Michiru told her through the covers.
"S-s-sorry." Haruka said as she pulled the covers off her face.
Both just sat there thinking of what to say next. Michiru was playing with her hands in her lap. The uneasiness in her stomach still had not gone away from yesterday. Looking up she Haruka deep in thought about something. There were only a few reasons why someone would keep something like that. A the person liked them and kept it as a keepsake. Or B the person wanted to give it back but only forgot that they had it.
Haruka kept looking at Michiru from the corner of her eye. She knew it, Michiru did find it. How was she going to explain herself? Would she be angry? Would be not talk to her ever again? She was still sick but not as sick as the say before. She could use the fresh air. Getting up she walked over to her dresser grabbed a few things and went to the bathroom.
Michiru finally looked up, she was quite curious as to what Haruka was doing. When she heard the door close, she wondered if that was the part where she is supposed to leave. Setting the roses down on the bed she straightened out her shirt and began walking towards the door.
"Wait up."
Michiru turned around to see Haruka had gotten dressed. Grabbing her jacket she followed
Michiru out.
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Even them walking together was awkward. Not seeing where she was stepping Michiru tripped on a crack on the road. Before she landed on the ground she was being held up with a pair of strong arms. Picking her up Haruka's eyes seem to ask if she was okay, giving a nod in response Michiru took her hair out the high bun it was in.
Haruka gave out a little blush, 'Damnit why is it everything she does is so wonderful?'
Michiru looked up in time to see Haruka had something on her mind. She realized that nothing was said between them for awhile. Almost an hour to her count, finally breaking the ice she said the first thing that came to her mind.
"Who's was it?" Michiru covered her mouth hoping that Haruka didn't hear it.
Stopping in her tracks she looked back to aqua haired girl. Looking down she didn't know what to say. She was hoping that she was thinking aloud. Thinking that she had to give a reply she hoped the next few minutes were worth her time
"Who's was what?" Haruka looked up at the sky placing her hands in her jacket pockets.
"The handkerchief. I saw it in your side table drawer, but I didn't take it or anything." Michiru
took a seat in the park bench, when they got to the park was beyond her.
"Oh…that…" Haruka's voice trailed off "how do I explain it, it belonged to someone important to me."
"Important?" Michiru couldn't hide the curiosity that time.
"Yeah, we met a long time ago. I took a fell, and they helped me out. I have watched this person
grow up to be…" Haruka didn't have the courage to finish the sentence.
"Grow up to be?" Michiru walked up to stand next to sandy blond.
"No words can describe it, but I know deep in my heart that I am chasing a fantasy. Nothing more, I lost it this morning hoping I would find it, because it's the only thing I have ever received from that person." Haruka clenched her hand into a fist, it angered her that she didn't know where she put it.
"I see, do you…like this person?" She couldn't help but to ask.
"Its getting late, I should get back to bed. I am not fully one hundred percent better." Haruka began to walk off.
"Haruka…why would you keep something of mine all these years? What does it mean?" Michiru yelled back at her.
Haruka stopped dead in her tracks, tears began to stream down her face. She didn't know what to say at all. She could never tell her how much she loved her. She could never tell her that ever since she met her she was always on her mind. She could never tell her what she really wanted to tell her.
"Please I have to know," She pulled her handkerchief out of her purse. Walking up just stopping behind Haruka "why, cant you tell me?" tears began to stream down her face.
"I…I…I cant tell…its not something I can tell." It killed Haruka that she was standing right behind her. She wanted to hold her and let her heart spill out. Tell her everything, but the images of the boys went through her mind.
"I don't care how you do it, just let me know why. No one holds on to…" Michiru's eyes widened.
Haruka did the only thing that came to mind. She leaned in as Michiru was talked and grabbed her lips with her own. Closing her eyes she was hoping that this would explain everything. Hoping that this would answer Michiru's questions. Then something else came to mind. Pulling away quickly she looked at Michiru.
"Im…sorry." Haruka could hear Michiru calling after her. But as the yells died out Haruka then realized what a horrible thing she had just done.
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And cut! runs to her room and locks the door whoo hoped you liked that one. Only a few more chapters to go till the end! What could happen? How will Michiru react? What is going to happen to our favorite butch? It all comes down to this in the final chapters!
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