Author's Note: Unfortunately Haruka & Michiru are still not mine, so all rights to Naoko Takeuchi and whoever owns them too. Please forgive my horrible attempt of Japanese words. Hope ya'll like it and understand it.

Ch.2 Jubiard Park

They now stood before one of the most beautiful and magical parks of Tokyo; they were reaching the secluded area of important and rich people of the district of the city, Jubiard. That's why they weren't really amazed with what was in front of them. The park was full of life, green trees and hundreds, thousands of flowers adorned it. A large greenish lake with a small bridge could be seen from the entrance, in top of all that, there was an elegant and small kiosk in front of the lake. The sight was breathtaking, anyone who had seen it could easily fall in love with it, or… with someone special right? Beautiful couples walked hand in hand together and only a few kids were playing by. True to be told Jubiard Park was amazing.

Hey, this place is really beautiful, I hardly remembered it. I just hope she doesn't think I'm a dumb for not asking her address before. Well, anyways this place is magical; I don't think she will mind at all my little mistake.

"I'm sorry we had to stop here, but I…kind of forgot to ask you where you live" Haruka sheepishly smiled.

"Wow" Michiru contemplated the sight before her "I actually live very close to this area, but I have never been in here" Michiru gasped "Oh Haruka, it is spectacular!"

"You do? Yes it is, I once came here with someone special " Haruka shivered at the memory of Kenta, that day her godmother had wanted them to spend a day together as a 'family', but she kept on going "it looks like it has been taken of a fairy tale."

"It certainly does. And yeah, I live in the Jubiard district. Can we walk a little before you take me home?" the aquamarine musician asked with a pleading look the blonde couldn't refuse.

Haruka fought back to not drown herself in those sea blue eyes of the violinist, but it was impossible "S-sure, I guess we still have some time"

Michiru started to lead the way and reached for Haruka's hand; slowly her talented hand touched the strong, yet delicate hand of the racer. Haruka tried to stay cool and controlled, but her body and her mind weren't cooperating at the moment, and so she followed the sea goddess without protest. They walked hand in hand for a few minutes before they arrived at the small bridge that was set up above the lake. They stared in to each other eyes until Michiru interrupted the moment.

"You said you had been here with someone special" the artist made a pause before continuing "was it with your boyfriend...or may be girlfriend?" Michiru dared to ask, her hands suddenly shaking with embarrassment. She just couldn't believe she just had asked that "G-gomen. I didn't mean to ask that, I have no right to question you about your life or conclude things" violinist turned away from the blonde but slender fingers softly reached for her wrist in an attempt to get her to face the racer again.

Haruka had been taken aback by the question, but she was more surprised with the fact that Michiru could possibly accept her nature "Please don't try to avoid me. You asked something and I want to answer you" Haruka gently squeezed the violinist's wrist to catch her attention "please Michiru look at me" Haruka tried kindly to convince her companion.

"I-I'm sorry, I don't know what got into me. You don't really have to answer" Michiru said aiming to fight back the tears threating to fall down her eyes.

"It's ok. I mean… I rarely talk about my life to others but I feel like I can trust you, and if we are going to be friends we need to know about each other. Don't you think so? Cuz I want to be your friend, now do you want to be mine?"

Michiru only nodded. She sincerely didn't know the answer to that question. She felt at loss when she was in front of the blonde. Yes, it had been just a few hours since she met the racer, but she felt her heart skip a bit when she looked into the two emerald eyes of the tall girl, and felt like butterflies fluttering inside her stomach. It was a weird, yet wonderful feeling. She didn't know if she only wanted to be friends with the blonde, but she had to start with something.

The short haired racer gave a small smile "Good. Yes, I said that I had come here with someone special, but it wasn't with either a boyfriend or a girlfriend. I came here with my godmother and…Kenta; he is my godmother's son. But to be honest, I would like very much to come here one day with a…girlfriend" the blonde finished her sentence carefully trying to catch any reaction from the smaller girl, but she couldn't catch anything.

Now you said it, big idiot! If you wanted her to be your friend, well you can just forget about it! Hey! But it was she who asked if I had a boyfriend or girlfriend, maybe she doesn't mind. Of course she would think you like girls! After all you dress like a man, you moron! Hey! I do it for other reasons! But she doesn't know. Haruka dealt a mental battle between her conscience and herself.

"She surely would be a very lucky girl. I think any girl would love to be by your side and have you as her girlfriend", Haruka almost fell from her position. She was bold to admit she liked girls, but she never expected that answer from her aquamarine haired companion.

"Er… I don't exactly know that, but I'm glad to know you don't mind me being…well you know"

"Why wouldn't I be ok with it?"

"Well, not many people take this so lightly, you know"

"Well, I do. I don't tend to judge people for what they look like or what their preferences are and neither I would like to be judged either" the aquamarine wavy haired girl explained "So, you know that Kenta guy because he's your godmother's son?" Michiru tried to change the subject before she could say something that could compromise her unidentified feelings.

"Ah huh, I happen to live with my godmother and Kenta in a small, but very nice apartment in a modest area of the city"

"Oh, you must really love your godmother to keep living with Kenta-kun right?" the violinist wanted to ask about the racer's family, but due to her inappropriate questioning of before decided against it.

"Well, yeah I do have some issues with him, but I also do love my godmother. I am originally from a village outside of Tokyo, but decided to come living with them when my godmother's relatives offered her a place here. My mother still lives there, and well my dad died when I was very young" the handsome motor racer expressed with a sentimental glance.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that about your father, but it is still good to know that there are people willing to help and care for one when is most needed. I'm sure your godmother also loves you very much"

"Uh huh" Haruka said with a smug face, yet a smile curved her lips "but I have talked much about me already and I still don't know much about yourself"

"Umm what do you want to know? My life is not really interesting"

"I'm sure it is. Umm let's start by telling me where were you before you came to Japan? I heard you were a transfer student"

"Yes. Well, I was born here in Japan, but when I was 11 my parents decided to change our surroundings and opted to move to England. I live with both, my dad and mom, very close here in this district since last weekend that we arrived back"

"And is it definitive?" Michiru looked confused, but before she could ask, Haruka clarified "I meant to stay here and not move back to England?"

"You want me to move back already?" Michiru teasingly asked "I don't truly know. I think my dad wants to settle here once again. I don't want to leave Tokyo" and you. She only thought that last part; she couldn't bring herself to say stuff like that in front of the athlete anymore.

"Let's hope not" Haruka looked at her watch "Dang! It's getting really late! my godmother is gonna kill me!"

"I thought you said she loves you very much" Michiru giggled.

"Have you look at the time? It's almost 7!"

"Omg! I am late for dinner! My oka-san and oto-san are gonna kill me too"

"Ha, I'm glad I'm not gonna be the only deceased" Haruka joked and laughed, but only received a death glare from the violinist, soon after they both burst into laughter.

"C'mon let's get going" it was now Haruka who took the slender hand of the musician. They walked silently to the parking lot, content to know more about each other. The ride to Michiru's home was very fast and calm and they made it safely and on time for Michiru's dinner.

"I hope you really had a great time" Haruka ventured to say.

"I surely did, after all I had a great companion" Michiru smiled while taking off the helmet of her head.

"Ok, I guess I'll see you… tomorrow?"

"Yes, ah huh, until tomorrow" Michiru got close to the blonde rider and softly pressed her lips on Haruka's right cheek. Before the blonde could react, Michiru opened her front gate and got inside and only wave the racer goodbye before getting inside her house.

It was only a friendly gesture. Don't get too excited! After all, she is your friend. Haruka's reason argued with her all night about the kiss on the cheek the violinist gave her the day before.

"Ohayo!" the enthusiastic blonde greeted her godmother.

"Ohayo, Haruka-chan. To which saint do we owe this miracle? You're up even before Kenta!" Madoka joked with her goddaughter. It was rather unusual for the blonde to get up early each morning to go to school.

"Ah umm, well, today I felt like giving a try to be early" Haruka smiled at her while she reached for a piece of toast bread from the kitchen.

"Uh huh, you be careful my girl and don't get too late ok" Madoka once again gave her a smile and sent her off to school.

It was very rare for the racer to be early for school; well she wasn't either late to it, but just right on time. She just couldn't wait any longer to see the girl who had stolen her dreams at night. She stood by the entrance waiting for the said girl, when a group of excited girls surrounded her. If there was something that bothered the blonde at times, were the many groups of her classmates that followed her with the hope of getting a date with the 'hottest' guy of Machida High.

"Ohayo, Haruka-kun" a very attractive girl of long platinum hair that fell down to her back greeted her. Takati Kaori was a 16 years old girl with hazel eyes and a charming smile.

"Ohayo, Kaori-san",Haruka kindly greeted. Most, if not all the guys at her school would have died to be in Haruka's shoes. Aside from being very attractive, Kaori was also very popular. Everybody already knew that said girl had a much deeper interest in the racer, but Haruka never really paid much attention to her. She was just courteous and nice to her because she really didn't have anything against her.

"Waiting for someone? I had never seen you early before"

Damn it! I can't come early to school one day cuz everyone starts interrogating me about it! Sheesh, I should try to come early more often, so it won't raise suspicions on the future.

"Oh no, I just felt like given a chance to earliness" Haruka repeated the same thing she had responded to her godmother.

"Oh ok, shouldn't we head to our classroom then? It won't be good if you come early to school, but get late to class ne?" Kaori gave her a smile while dragging her by her arm.

"Ah, I…"

"Ohayo, Tenoh-san" a third voice disturbed Kaori from her task. The tall handsome blonde took advantage of the distraction from Kaori and released her arm from Kaori's.

Tenoh-san? Now what's going on? Didn't we agree on calling each other just by our names? Oh, I know! Maybe she doesn't feel comfortable saying it in front of other people just yet. Yeah, that must be.

"Ohayo, Kaioh-san"

Oh, she doesn't care I called her by her last name. Well, what could I expect from her. Besides she is with this beautiful girl, of course she would lay her eyes on her and ignore me.

"Kaioh-san? Who are you?" Kaori interrupted Michiru's lines of thought.

"Oh yeah that's right! You were absent yesterday Kaori-san. Michiru…-san just transferred in to Machida and she will be in our class" Haruka hurriedly explained Kaori "Michi…Kaioh-san this is Kaori-san" Haruka was at loss when trying to refer to the violinist, so she just stuck with her last name.

"Nice to meet you, I am Kaioh Michiru" Michiru addressed Kaori with a rather cold tone.

"Same here, I am Takati Kaori" Kaori returned the greeting with the same cold tone from the aquamarine haired girl.

The two new introduced girls stared at each other trying to analyze one another until the sound from a bell indicated them that they were all late to class.

"Tsk, tsk. We're late to class! C'mon let's get to class, shall we" Haruka tried to distract the two girls in front of her.

After the unexpected incident from the morning, classes were spent without any other irregular events. It was lunch time, and Haruka had been waiting all day for this moment. She more than anything else wanted to talk to Michiru like she had done at the park. All her classmates were exiting out the class room except for the two of them.

"Ah Michiru…I was wondering if you would like to have lunch with me at the…"

"It's Kaioh-san, and no thank you. I am having lunch by myself" Michiru cut off the tall girl and got her stuff ready heading for the door.

"What? But yesterday, you…You agreed to call each other by our first names. What's wrong now?" Haruka was completely confused and only wanted to know what on Earth was she missing.

"Yes, you said it! That was yes-ter-day" with that the upset musician left the classroom.

Haruka still couldn't comprehend what went wrong from yesterday to today. She thought Michiru enjoyed the day they spent together, but her actions from this morning and now only made her feel confused. On the other hand, the violinist didn't know what was going on with her.

Congratulations Michiru, you just hurt her. I know, I know…it's just that I don't know what's wrong with me. It isn't her I'm mad at! It's that Kaori girl that was all over her this morning, but aghh she didn't do anything to stop her. But what is this feeling? Why do I care so much, I barely know Haruka, and she has all right to be with everyone she wants and that includes …Kaori.

TO BE CONTINUED...

So, how am I doing? I hope not bad...hehe