This chapters a little short, but keep the reviews coming, and I'll keep writing.
Chapter 7 in progress.
They slept curled around each other that night, a tangle of limbs. Haruka only woke to the sound of soft chimming coming from the bedside table. She glanced over at the clock, a groan leaving her. She looked towards her lover, who still slept soundly, she smiled down at the woman before her. They had become more like themselves since the fighting stopped, they were more open about their relationship, seeing no reason to hide now. Haruka brushed aquamarine tresses from Michiru's face, admiring her. Another chime brought her attention back to the world around her. She grabbed the phone.
~Hey, it's Usagi! We're going to meet around 10am, is that ok?
Haruka chuckled, amused that her Koneko-chan was up this early. She typed in a quick reply, wanting to go back to cuddling with Michiru for at least an hour more.
~That's fine, Koneko. See you all then.
She hit send and set the phone back on the table, rolling so she could face Michiru, her smile grew. Her aqua haired lover had a small smile gracing her lips, she looked so at peace, Haruka couldn't stop herself from reaching out and gently running her knuckles over the flushed, soft defined cheek. Slowly she ran her knuckles down the side of Michiru's face, turning her hand slightly so her thumb ghosted over those familar lips.
Haruka never thought that she'd find someone who was as wonderful as Michiru. She felt so lucky to have such a person at her side. The truth was that when this all started, they'd been on rocky footing, Haruka had been angry about it all. Destiny and being forced into a life that she hadn't wanted. Now though, she wouldn't trade it for the world. She loved their family. She adored Hotaru, the younger girl was mature and at the same time still a kid. Setsuna was easily one of her favorite people aside from Michiru, she had a sense of humor that was unexpected in the time gardian. Usagi, what could she say about Usagi? That girl had given them what they'd never had, she brought them together, she was what made them a family. Minako was the ecentric little sister, although the "Goddess of Love" could be over the top, She was refreshing in her antics. Rei was a bit like herself, strict but she had learned to relax and enjoy life. Makoto was probably her favorite out of the inner senshi, She was the definitions of hard and soft. She cared deeply for her friends and wasn't afraid of conflict, but if she could avoid it, she would. Then of course there was Ami, Haruka appreciated the often soft spoken woman, she was smart, and spoke up when needed, but seemed to hang back and watch, taking everything in.
Yes, Haruka loved her family.
Michiru stirred, brows furrowing, body stretching. Michiru's arm came up and crossed over her face stifling a yawn. "Haruka, what are you doing?" Sleep filled her voice making it slightly raspy, but still melodious. Blue eye's blinked in concern, "Is everything ok?"
Haruka nodded, smiling. "Everythings fine, I just got distracted is all." She wasn't lying, she'd been distracted watching the aquanette sleep, distracted by thinking of their odd, if not a little misplaced family. "Oh, Usagi said they'd all be here at 10."
Michiru smiled and raised a hand to Haruka's face, gently stroking her cheek. They couldn't do things like this before, they couldn't be affectionate in anyway that actually meant anything, but now they didn't need to hide. They had the approval of all the people that mattered. They had no battles to worry about, it was just them. "I suppose we should get ready then, it's already a little after 8."
Haruka blinked, laughing at herself. Of course it was already after 8, she sat up, swinging her legs over the side of the bed. "Would you like some breakfast? I could make some eggs and ham, if you'd like."
Michiru followed Haruka's movements, moving so she sat behind Haruka, wrapping her arms around the other woman's shoulders. "What ever you would like to make. I'm going to hop in the shower real quick." She laid a kiss on the nape of Haruka's neck, nuzzling her hair. She always did love they way Haruka smelled.
Haruka took Michiru's hands, turning them up, kissing her palms. "Don't worry about rushing." She was glad they had the small moments, they always meant the most. With that she stood, turning and placing a kiss on the top of Michiru's head. "Breakfast will be down soon."