Chapter 7

Author's Note. Sorry this took so long. And I'm also sorry that it's so short. I'm running out of ideas, lol. Um…well…I did my best, this chapter was hard to come up with, but I did it. …Um…yea. I hope you enjoy it. And if you don't..well sorry for wasting your time. Thanks to MizzVita, my editor. Thanks a million. Once again enjoy, and don't for get to R&R. thanks

[The next week- fourth period

Haruka leaned against the lockers staring off into space, as usual,while Michiru put her things into her locker. Once she was finished, Michiru stood and watched Haruka. She seemed different. her face was tense. It was unusual since Haruka is normally very relaxed. Then again she hasn't been having the best week.

"Michi…" Haruka said, her eyes still fixed on the wall.

"Yes?" Michiru answered

Haruka slowly turned to face her lover. Her expression was still detached, her emerald eyes meeting Michiru's stare. "I'm sorry...", she said with a heavy sigh. Haruka had thought through the past week's events countless times for it to make sense, but Michiru was still confused.

"What exactly are you apologizing for?" Michiru asked.

Haruka stood up straight, looked at Michiru, and then lowered her head returned her gaze to the floor.

"I'm sorry for last week." She said, "I'm sorry that I doubted your love, if even for a moment."

Michiru gently touched Haruka's face, Haruka's eyes again meeting her lover's. Michiru pulled Haruka close to her body. "No love, I'm sorry…it's my fault for leaving space for doubt," she said into Haruka's chest.

Haruka kissed the top of Michiru's head. "I love you," she whispered. Michiru looked up at Haruka and kissed her softly on the lips. "I love you too."

"So I see you two cleared things up." Makoto said as she approached the kissing couple. Michiru turned around so that her back rested on Haruka and gave Makoto a smile, "everything is fine now." She laughed lightly. Makoto smiled back at her. "Good to hear".

hearing Usagis booming voice, Haruka turned her head and saw the boisterous girl coming down the hallway, chatting with Ami and Minako. Ami walked with a slight bounce in her step, with Minako close behind. "Oi!" the three girls chimed, slowly making their way towards them. "Hey", Michiru and Makoto responded cheerfully. Haruka wouldve responded, but remained silent as she caught sight of someone coming up beside Usagi. Haruka sighed angrily. it was Akira.

He kept his eyes on Haruka as him, and the inners joined them. His eyes moved to Michiru, she met his gaze and he cracked a smile.

"Ohayo" he said with a wink. Then Akiras coy expression turned to one of anger and jealousy. He watched angrily as Haruka slid a protective arm around Michiru's waist. Michiru, not noticing the icy glare Akira sent to her lover, briefly looked up at Haruka affectionately, and interlocked her fingers with those of her lover's. Akira forced a smile. ' so you're not giving up Ten'ou-kun' he thought to himself. As if she read his mind, Haruka shot him a deadly stare. The tension between Haruka and Akira, had gone unnoticed by the others, but before they could start an argument, the bell rang saving them from another unnecessary scene.

The girls departed each headed towards their next classes. "C'mon Haruka, we have this period together", Makoto said as she begun walking down the hall. Makoto turned around and saw that Haruka hadn't moved. She watched as Michiru turned around in Haruka's arms. when Haruka's hands began to slide down Michiru's back, Makoto's face began to burn with embarrassment.

"Oi!! Ten'ou-kun" she called down the hall, her eyes fixed on the floor. "Let's go, we're gonna be late!"

"Coming!" Haruka replied over her shoulder. Turning back to her lover, Haruka touched Michiru's cheek with her hand. "There is a meeting for the track team after school, wait for me ok?" Michiru smiled sweetly and nodded. Haruka gave her a wink and kissed her quickly on the lips before jogging over to Makoto. Michiru couldn't hear what they were saying, but she giggled to herself when Makoto gave Haruka a playful punch, and watched as they walked down the hall laughing out loud.

Akira couldn't bear the sight of Michiru and Haruka, and thankfully watched as his competition left the scene. He turned to Michiru, who was still watching her lover disappear down the hall.

"We're going to be late," he said clearing his throat. Michiru finally turned to face him and gave him a small smile. Then they proceeded to walk to their last class.

-At the end of the day-

Haruka sat in the gym with the rest of the track and field team. Though she was physically present, her mind was elsewhere. Her mind was fixed on Michiru; Haruka still hadn't forgiven herself over the fact that her petty jealousy hurt her lover so deeply. 'Akira?' she laughed at the fact that she, even for a second, thought he was a threat to her relationship with Michiru.

"Alright, so don't forget…Thursday." The coach dismissed the team and Haruka, along with her teammates filed out into the hallway.

-Meanwhile-

Michiru and Akira stood at Michiru's locker. After the last bell had rung, he saw Michiru standing alone and couldn't pass up the opportunity to be near her; he figured he would keep her company without Ten'ou around.

"Ten'ou is taking kinda long, you sure you don't want me to give you a ride home?" Akira asked "I don't bite". Michiru turned to him and smiled.

"I'm sure. Haruka should be here any minute, I don't mind waiting" Michiru replied.

Akira took a step towards Michiru. Michiru started to feel uncomfortable, but smiled politely as she leaned away from him. 'Was this what Haruka was talking about?' she wondered.

"Ten'ou-kun…" Akira started, " you two are…close?" he asked, he spat the lat word through barred teeth.

Michiru nodded with a smile, but her smiled slowly faded when she saw the jealous expression on Akira's face.

"Akira…" she said lightly, "I'm sorry if I-", Akira cut her off as he pulled Michiru towards him and kissed her deeply. Michiru's eyes widened in shock, and she immediately pushed Akira off of her. "What are you doing?" she asked furiously. Akira looked down the hall, as the sound of footsteps he had heard moments earlier came to an abrupt stop. A devious smile crept across his lips. Confused, Michiru turned to see what he was looking at. Her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

Haruka was standing at the end of the hall. Her face was ghostly white. Her heart had just been ripped out of her chest, she couldn't move.

"Ruka…" was all Michiru managed to say. Tears streaked down her face as she watched her lover turn her back, and walk away.

To be continued…

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