author's note: I've read over the previous 4 chapter's that i've written and I've noticed a lot of mistakes, grammatical and otherwise, and I'd like to apologize if it made anyone confused in the slightest. I normally do last minute add-ons before I post them, which is normally at ungodly hours of the night. So…yeah. Gomen. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Also special thanks to MizzVita once again, I keep forgetting to thank you :P, not on purpose I swear. Once again everyone enjoy.

-Third Period Co-Ed Gym-

Haruka sat alone on the bench in the boys' locker room. She had already changed earlier to avoid "outing" herself to the entire student body.

After a few minutes, her male classmates strode into the locker room, a few guys acknowledged Haruka with nods, the others paid no attention. Haruka took a look around the locker room; she was repulsed at the sight of her male peers changing so blatantly. Unable to stand the sights of the guys or their meaningless rants, Haruka, keeping her eyes on the floor, got up and made her way into the gymnasium.

On the other side of the gym, the girls were slowly making their way out of their locker room. Haruka's eyes were immediately drawn to Michiru. Haruka watched in awe as the aqua haired beauty gracefully stretched her limbs and laughed alongside Matoko. 'God you're beautiful' thought Haruka. Michiru's eyes met Haruka's, Haruka sent Michiru a mildly suggestive smile. Michiru, unable to resist her beloved's charm, gave in to Haruka's affectionate look and gave Haruka a quick smile in response. Haruka continued to watch as her lover averted her eyes from Haruka and continued her conversation with Matoko. 'I love you', Haruka thought to herself, still watching Michiru.

"Okay people…" yelled the gym teacher, Mr. Harada as he wheeled in a bin full of volleyballs. "Let's make teams!"

All of the girls, with the exception of Michiru and a reluctant Makoto, raced to the back of the gymnasium and formed a crowd. From the center of the crowd exited Akira. He smiled at the girls who stood giggling around him.

Haruka's anger slowly started to surge at the thought of having yet another class with Akira. 'You'd think the asshole was following me' thought Haruka.

Mr. Harada looked around the gym, noticing that no one had moved except the star-struck fan girls. . Rolling his eyes, the frustrated teacher blew his whistle angrily, then he started to divide the class into two teams. The first team consisted of Michiru, Makoto and a few other athletically inclined guys and girls. Harada called out names of their opposing team as the students got into formation on the court…

"…Ten'ou, Haruka and…uhhh let's see….um…the new guy…Aito, Akira". Finalizing the teams, Mr. Harada blew his whistle and threw a volleyball to Michiru who was the first to serve. Much to Haruka's disgust, Akira stood by her side in front of the net, he was ready to play. But Haruka was aiming to win.

"Mmm…" Akira moaned, his eyes full of lust, as he watched Michiru prepare to serve. Haruka shot him a glacial stare; her eyes shooting daggers. Akira smiled cunningly at Haruka, "what can I say…" he said quietly, "…she looks good".

Haruka clenched her jaw and trying to remain focused on the game, which had yet to begin. Michiru tossed the ball in the air and sent it over the net in a powerful serve.

"Mine!" called a girl on Haruka's team who managed to volley the ball to another player.

"Got it!" called a guy who set the ball up for a final hit.

"Mine!" called Haruka getting ready with a spike. Then, as Haruka raised her arm to hit the ball, Akira, without warning, cut in front of her hitting the ball over the net, gaining their team a point. Everyone on the team thanked him with 'high-fives'. Akira stretched out his hand to Haruka who completely ignored the offer.

"C'mon Ten'ou-kun, lighten up, we got the point didn't we?" said Akira.

"I'm aware of that. Just…back off" Haruka replied through clenched teeth. She emphasized the last part, though it didn't seem that Akira took notice.

Akira got back into his spot beside Haruka. As they waited for the other team to re-form, Akira's lustful eyes fell on Michiru for a second time. He begun to smile fiendishly undressing her with his eyes as she setup up her second serve.

She jumped to hit the ball, Akira played every moment in his mind in slow motion, so he wouldn't miss a thing. He watched her as she jumped into the air then landed. Her chest as it rose and fell forced him to raise a questioning eyebrow, her long legs, he licked his lips, her face, full of passion and determination. "Mmmmmmmm…" he moaned. Haruka tried not to pay attention. "Mmm…damn you're hot," he said in a quiet voice, assuming, only he could hear.

"Ugh" Akira grunted as his body was hit the floor. Mr. Harada blew his whistle furiously. Haruka stood over Akira, her emerald eyes fixed on him in a wrathful scowl, her tight fists begging him to get back up.

The forgotten volleyball rolled across the court as everyone stared at the scene with confusion. Haruka could feel Michiru's eyes on her, but refused to meet them with her own, Akira had gone too far this time.

Akira held his stomach as he struggled to get up. He laughed lightly, which did little to cover the pained expression on his face. "You got your hit Ten'ou-kun…" he trailed off, "now it's my turn", he said as he took a wild swing at Haurka's face. Haruka easily avoided Akira's swing by taking a step back; she then sent a swift kick to his ribs. Akira's body screamed in pain as it came in contact with the gym floor for a second time. A few of girls, from his team helped him to stand as Mr. Harada held Haruka back by her arms.

"C'mon Akira" Haruka spat, "now's your chance…" she said mocking him. When he didn't respond, Haruka broke from her teacher's grasp and casually walked to the doors. "That's what I thought", she mumbled over her shoulder, taking one final apologetic glance at Michiru, whose face was remorseful and confused. She sighed, and then disappeared into the hallway.

Once Haruka was gone, everyone looked around at each other, confused and searching for answers. All eyes eventually fell on Akira. Not caring to submit himself to his classmates' interrogation, Akira quickly turned to look at Michiru who was quietly walking back to the girl's locker room. 'Perfect' he thought to himself, 'now Ten'ou looks like a brute.' He laughed to himself. 'Game over, Michiru, is mine'.

One guy picked up the volleyball off of the floor. "So…uhhh…does this mean the game is over?" he asked. The whole class glared at him, "ok…" his voice trailed off quietly, as he gently placed the ball back on the floor.

-After School-

Makoto was worried about Haruka. Michiru had explained what had happened earlier on in the week, so after the bell, she went looking for her friend whom she hadn't seen since the fight in gym.

She found Haruka running furiously on the track at the back of the school. The blonde was still wearing her gym uniform. 'Has Haruka been here all afternoon?' Makoto asked herself. Instead of running the risk of upsetting her friend, Makoto decided to watch Haruka run. She knew Haruka would talk to her when she was ready. Makoto made her way towards the bleachers to sit down, as she watched her friend run a few more laps. After twenty minutes of waiting, Makoto grew impatient. She was about to leave when she noticed Haruka coming towards her. When Haruka took a seat on the bleachers beside Matoko, she realized Haruka didn't look as if she'd been running at all, she hadn't even broken a sweat. Then Makoto laughed to herself, 'right…Senshi of the Wind'. Although Haruka was happy that her friend had joined her, her expression remained bothered and detached as if she was lost in deep thought. The pair sat in silence that neither felt comfortable breaking.

Finally, after studying her friend's face Makoto managed to gain the courage to begin a conversation. "You ok?" she asked.

"Sure" Haruka replied with a heavy sigh.

"So…looks like you've got competition", Makoto laughed lightly, trying to lighten the mood, failing miserably she noticed as Haruka glared at her angrily. Quickly trying to correct herself, Makoto swiftly added, "I'm joking", giving Haruka a light punch to the arm.

"I wish you were…" Haruka replied in a sorrowful voice barely a whisper.

"Nani?" asked Makoto, confused.

Haruka sighed.

Makoto grabbed Haruka by her shoulders and forced the blonde to look her in the eyes. "How can you say something like that?" she asked, "Michiru loves you, no one could ever take your place, especially him!"

Haruka's eyes grew cold. Her fierce gaze overpowered the Inner Senshi, who wilted under its intensity; "If you're so sure, then kindly to explain to me why Michiru doesn't stop his advances? Can you tell me why she continues to let him touch her the way he does?" Haruka's voice was rising steadily and ending in a yell. "Huh?" Haruka persisted. Makoto looked away from Haruka, unable to answer Haruka's questions; there was no way to explain what was happening.

Haruka stood up, "…Thought so" she said walking back towards the school.

"Haruka, wait!" Makoto yelled after her, her mind racing to find a sufficient reply to Haruka's question. Haruka turned around, her eyes pleading with Makoto to stop trying to find ways to explain. Makoto closed her mouth and let out a small sigh, shaking her head, telling Haruka that she had nothing else to say. Haruka opened the rear doors of the school and disappearing inside empty hallways as the doors closed behind her.

To be continued…

Another author's note: sorry for always ending the chapters with Haruka leaving the scene. I just realized it has become a thing. Lol anyway I hope you all enjoyed it. Don't forget to R&R