Two days in a row where Jen updates 3 stories...damn...are you sure your little hearts can handle all this fanfiction genius? I'm not so sure...lol Enjoy.

Musical Dismay
Chapter 3

Haruka awoke in the morning to the chirping of her alarm clock. There was a soft smile on her face as she remembered the events of the day before.

"You're very forceful..." Haruka smiled down at the woman she had her arm around.

"Well, you're not fighting me Haruka. If you faught me I'd back off some. But you seem to like it. Don't you?" The blonde could only smile. "That's what I thought."

"That's so disgusting. Can you please get out of my sight?" The both turned their attention to Michiru, who stood with her arms folded over her chest.

Haruka opened her mouth to fight but was interrupted by Aoko. "Who do you think you are? I don't see anybody else telling us we're disgusting or asking us to get out of their sight. You have some nerve to think you're some kind of god. You don't run this university. And last time I checked, this university had no ban on gays of any type. So why don't you take that Bible you keep trying to preech on us and shove it up your ass."

She let out a snicker as she looked at the sleeping form of Michiru. 'Yea, you got what you deserved.' She quickly changed into a pair of jogging pants and a plain t-shirt. After grabbing her room key she left for her morning jog...

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"If I was a man, you wouldn't have this much of a problem, would you?"

I looked up at her, a blush on my cheeks. "It's not that, It's just that I'm afraid of my mother. She's paying for me to be here." I shivered as she leaned down to kiss me. I found myself graciously accepting it. It felt so good to finally be kissing her.

"I could pay for you to be here."

"I couldn't ask that of you..." My eyes closed as she moved her warm lips to my ear and then my neck.

Michiru shot straight up. Her eyes searching the dark, empty room. It was only a dream...A dream that she liked. She groaned as her eyes hit her alarm clock. 7:50 AM, it wasn't even set to go off for another 40 minutes. She reached over to shut it off, she might as well just stay awake. What was she thinking. Why would she be dreaming of another woman? She slid off her oversized shirt to get ready for class.

"Well this is a nice welcome back." Haruka grinned as she re-entered the room from her jog. Out of respect though, she did turn her eyes away from the nearly naked woman.

"Would you please leave?" she quickly pulled her blanket up to get her exposed chest.

"Hate to tell you this honey, this is my room too." the blonde pulled a button-down shirt and a pair of jeans from the closer. She then made her way to her bed to grab her toiletries bag.

"Why are you up this early anyway?"

"I like to jog in the morning. Is there something wrong with that? I like to try to stay in shape you know. I don't just sit around all day like some people."

Haruka smirked as she left the room, knowing she had aggrevated her roommate yet again. It was starting to become a game to her. She had nothing against the girl, she would actually like to get to know her more, but Michiru wanted no part of it...

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"You've got to be kidding me." Michiru exclaimed as she watched the same blonde menace enter the room was was already seated in. 'Please don't let her sit with me...Lord please have her sit somewhere else.'

Her prayer must have been heard, she looked up as a young man took the seat next to her. "You're like a gift from heaven." She blushed after the words left his mouth.

"Nice to meet you too."

He smiled at her. "I saw the look on your face. Do you not get along with that blonde man?"

"It's a woman, and no...I don't. It happens to be my roommate."

"That's...a girl? Must be gay then."

"Yea, it's digusting. And they won't let my change rooms either. She's been hitting on my ever since we met in the elevator."

"Well I don't blame her, you're beautiful."

"Please...tell me you're actually a man."

He chuckled and smiled at her again. "Yes, my name's Matsu. May I be blessed with your name?"

"It's Michiru. Very nice to meet you." She offered her hand to him which he in turn took and kissed the back of. "Oh, a charmer. Mom warned me of your type. You're only after one thing." She said smugly.

"Michiru, the only thing I'm here for is for a degree. If I hook up with a woman, then that's just a bonus. But that's not what I'm here for."

"OK, I'm just making sure." She kept her eyes on the blonde as she took a seat near the front corner of the classroom. "Thank god she's staying up there."

"Are you any good at writing music?" he pulled a pencil from his pocket.

"Of course. I write most of my own violin music. I have a hard time playing something that someone else wrote. I find I can't put my heart into it."

"Well then, maybe you can help me out some." He ripped a piece of paper out of his notebook before scribbling on it. He handed the page to her. "That's my room number and my cell phone number. Maybe we could hang out sometime." She simply nodded to him.

"What are you studying here? She tucked the paper away in her purse.

"Music production."

"Then what do you need help for?" She raised an eyebrow.

"With this class. They're requiring me to take Music Composition for my major. I've never been good at writing music."

They both opened their books as the teacher started to speak. "Hey...would you like to hang out after class? I don't have another until 4 this afternoon." Matsu smirked at her and nodded.