Author's Notes: Here it goes another chap! Yay! Hope y'all will like it. Enjoy it because there is only one more and then I moving on to another story? Will you like me to write another story? What would be a good idea to write about? I accept suggestions, I already have something I'm working on but I guess I can work extra, just throw me some good ideas and we'll see.

xXxsailorFanxXx- Sorry I didn't answer before but yeah Haruka with another woman other than Michiru seems impossible but who knows right? ;)

Miss MoKa – I'm glad you liked my story. I am not a writer nor want to be (as a profession). I tried to do as best as I could and I also liked their date & night :p

To all of you who have also read- thanks and hope to hear from y'all soon. So R & R and don't forget your suggestions :)

Ch.15 Confusion, Guilty and Jealousy

The blonde looked back again at Michiru, the violinist couldn't control her emotions and was profoundly crying. Haruka felt a pang in her heart when she saw Michiru like that, her teal watery eyes threaten to betray her and before they did, she turned her back on the violinist once again "Everything is perfect" the blonde faked a smile and took Himeko by her arm. Haruka just couldn't turn her back to see Michiru again. She knew if she did she would run to her arms and she just didn't dare to hurt Himeko like that.

Just when Haruka and Himeko were about to exit the balcony a tall blond man bumped into Haruka "I'm sorry man" the blond spoke in Japanese but still a foreign accent could be heard.

"Michiru I saw you coming here and I followed you" Derrick suddenly appeared in the balcony making his way to the violinist "I forgot to tell you but…" for the first time Derrick paid attention to the situation and looked closely at the aqua haired woman. The nice and strong Michiru Kaioh was crying in front of him "What the hell happened here?"

Michiru couldn't do anything else but cry, she still hold her gaze on the back of the blonde racer that remained rooted on the floor next to a blue haired woman "n-nothing…" she managed to say between sobs.

Haruka stopped dead on her tracks when she heard the blond man call the violinist without any honorifics, as if they were very close. Himeko stayed silent and decided to turn around to take another look at the woman. In the process Haruka had to turn too.

"What do you mean nothing?" Derrick was angry, somebody had made Michiru cried and he couldn't stand it. He followed the aqua haired woman's gaze "YOU" Derrick angrily approached the blonde racer.

Haruka felt a sudden outburst of anger too looking at the blond man in his eyes "What do you want?" she angrily asked.

Derrick took Haruka by her expensive suit jacket "YOU made her cry. Didn't you?"

Haruka pushed Derrick away from her "Don't fucking touch me ever again" Haruka hissed as she straighten out her suite jacket.

"Don't you fucking tell me what to do" Derrick raised his hand ready to strike.

"No Derrick no!" Michiru ran towards the two blonds "Please just let it go, let's just go home ok."

"But Michiru this jerk just made you cry and you just want me to cross my arms and do nothing?" Derrick lowered his hand and looked at Michiru for an explanation.

"No, Derrick. Haruk…Tenoh-san didn't make me cry."

Haruka couldn't stand it anymore, she took a surprised Himeko by her waist and sent draggers at Derrick before leaving, not even looking at Michiru once.

Michiru observed how the woman she loved departed with a new love. Her strength couldn't support any more and after the blonde left, the violinist fell to her knees bringing her two hands to her face crying her heart out once again. Kaori who had witnessed everything and had stayed silent the whole time suddenly approached the fallen violinist "Michiru? Oh Michiru" Kaori knelt down right next to her high school best friend and hugged her "Shhh, Michiru is alright" Kaori tried to calm down the inconsolable violinist.

The ringing of a cellphone broke the intense feeling of the atmosphere. Derrick sent Michiru an apologetic smile as he pulled out his cellphone "I'm sorry Michiru I have to take this. I'll be right back; we're going home after this."

Michiru only nodded at him then looked up at Kaori "Aright?" she sobbed once again before she continued "How can you say that? Didn't you see her leaving with her? I have lost her!" she broke down once again.

"Michiru, it's been too long. You left her seven years ago and never even attempt to contact her. It was obvious that she was gonna find somebody else" Kaori reasoned with her friend.

"It wasn't my decision to leave her Kaori and you and she know that!" the violinist wiped off some tears from her eyes "Everybody who knows our story damn well knows that I loved her very much, I still do, I haven't stop loving her Kaori, even if she has changed me."

"Himeko is a good woman. She has tried very hard to win Haruka's love. If you had only showed up early" Kaori now helped her friend to her feet.

"Himeko? So that's her name. Does Haruka love her?"

"Michiru why do you ask about her? Don't you have somebody else already? That blond guy?"

"What about Derrick? He's only my friend. He's even married! I bet that was his wife calling him" Michiru tried to smile as she thought about a desperate Marissa "just tell me, does she loves Himeko?"

"Oh" Kaori sheepishly smiled as she realized her misinterpretation "Michiru you are my friend, but I can't interfere and tell something I, myself am not very sure of. I met Himeko over a year ago when I started dating her brother, Kenta. She and Haruka hadn't started dating yet, but I could tell she loved Haruka very much."

"So you are with Kenta, congratulations at least one of us is happy" Michiru tried to even out her breathing "I just want to let her know how things happened, my reasons for not coming earlier. She deserves it after all of these years."

"Yes, I guess you're right" Kaori and Michiru started to leave the balcony "she will at least know your reasons and will have calm in her heart. Now you must be strong and accept her decision. Michiru, she is hurt and things won't be easy."

"I know. I was planning on staying to live in Japan, but after this..." Michiru lifted her gaze to the hotel's ceiling as if trying to look for an answer "after I talk to her and get fix some business that I have pending, I will leave for the U.S, where I should have stayed" Michiru gave her friend a weak smile.

Kaori got out a small paper and a pen of her purse and wrote down something "Here" Kaori handed her the small note "the number on the top is mine, and the other one is hers. Call her, meet with her and calmly talk things over. I wish you good luck and I hope everything will work out for good for everyone.

As Kaori completely exited the balcony Derrick came back with keys on hands "let's go Michiru. Marissa is waiting for us."

-The Next Day-

Himeko had interrogated Haruka after they left the event trying to find out whom that woman was but Haruka had remained silent. For the first time in years Haruka felt like drinking again, she couldn't believe her damn luck. She had spent all night silently crying, Himeko knew something was wrong with her girlfriend but Haruka just tried to act as if nothing had happened. Haruka was forcing herself covering her feelings with an 'everything is alright' mask.

The events from the previous night played over and over again in her mind. The image of that Derrick guy defending Michiru so determinedly as if they were a couple. That was too much for the blonde, confused as ever Haruka left Himeko home and was now at the racetrack trying to clear out her mind when suddenly her cell phone started ringing "Hello" the soft husky voice from the tall, handsome racer echoed through the phone line.

"Haruka" a soft delicate voice answered from the other end.

Haruka attempted to hang up her phone but decided against it "What do you want?" Haruka asked in a cold dry tone.

"I need to talk to you, Haruka. I need to see you to explain things to you" Michiru explained the reason of her call "Don't you want to know what stop me from coming back to you?" the violinist was determined to explain Haruka what had happened to her.

An hour later Haruka made her way to the same hotel where she had encountered the violinist but this time under different circumstances. She had accepted to hear out the violinist and had agreed to meet her at her hotel room. Room 541, a white door with golden numbers welcomed her; Haruka lifted her right hand and inhaled air before knocking on it. Steps grew louder from the other side of the door and a few seconds later, a beautiful aqua haired woman showed up on the door.

"Please come in" Michiru held open her door gesturing the blonde to come inside.

Haruka looked around the small living room area as if waiting for someone else to show up "So I bet your boyfriend is not home?"

Boyfriend? What is she talking about? Is she jealous? Baka Haruka, as if I could love somebody else. "No, Derrick is not here and he's only my friend."

Haruka for some reason felt relieved. He's only her friend "Please be quick, I don't have much time" Haruka's tone kept being cold and dry.

Michiru looked at her and slowly nodded. She had expected a reaction like that "Please sit down. Can I offer you something to drink?" Michiru pointed to a leather couch in front of a coffee table.

After taking seat Haruka finally answered by shaking her head no, totally forgetting about the aqua haired woman's friend. "So, what is it that you want to explain to me?"

"First of all, I want to say I am sorry because I know I have hurt you and that's something I wanted to prevent. That was the motive of my long absence in your life" Michiru started "and looks at us; I have hurt both of us more than I intended" Michiru ironically said.

Haruka looked at the woman in front of her and saw her suffering. Why? Why if she felt the same, why hadn't she done something to find her. "Why? Just tell me why? Why if you knew you would hurt me, why didn't you try to find me earlier and fulfill what you promised?"

"Haruka, the day my father separated us I tried to escape, but I couldn't. It was then when my dad threatened me, saying that if I tried to escape again or contact you, he will not send another of his men to beat you up but to kill you" without noticing Michiru had started to cry, salty tear drops rolled down her milky white cheeks " I was so afraid that he will hurt you. ..I-I didn't want anything to happen to you" Michiru broke into more tears.

Haruka just watched silently, anger boiling in her blood as she remembered the day Masaru Kaioh had sent his men to beat her. She then remembered the time she desperately looked for Michiru in England but didn't succeed. "Where did he take you?" bitterness came out from her mouth "When my career was on the raise, I went to look for you in England but I could never find you."

Michiru was surprised that Haruka had tried to look for her and she weakly smiled at her "My father knew you would try to find us there and decided to move to the U.S. He would only let me go out to go to school and would closely watch my footsteps."

Haruka suddenly felt guilty to have said all of those selfish things to the violinist, when the aqua haired woman had suffered too. Michiru had only tried to protect her and yet she had acted selfishly. Michiru looked up to find Haruka staring at her, when she heard no answer from the blonde, she continued. "With the pass of the years, I became valiant again and confronted my father once again but he had me in his hands. You were ascending in your career and he once again threatened me to ruin your career and fame by revealing the world your true gender. I had no defense against that and had to obey him" Michiru was in a sea of tears. "You don't know how much I tried and tried, but he would always have me guarded!" Michiru cried harder as she remembered the times she had tried to escape from her father's prison. "You don't know how much I missed you every night and how long I yearned to see you again."

"I was in the same situation as you, missing you so much that I did some stupid stuff. I don't feel proud of what I'm gonna tell you but…" Haruka went back to her years in Spain and Italy and her crazy nights "I…I became an alcoholic and also started smoking" Michiru's eyes flashed with worry and melancholy, her mouth was trying to articulate something but before she did Haruka continued "Don't worry, I am recovered from that. It took me sometime and lots of help but I am cured" Haruka gave her an assuring smile.

Michiru thought of all the pain and problems her parents put Haruka and her trough. She couldn't imagine how hurt Haruka was to have fallen into alcohol. She looked tenderly at Haruka and couldn't do anything but think about her father and his erroneous decisions "I am glad you left that all behind. You couldn't have had my father win, not that it matters anymore" tears made her way down her eyes once again and Haruka couldn't do anything but stare at her "My father died a few months ago, that's how I recovered my liberty. My mom couldn't do anything to stop me and so here I am."

Haruka felt pity for Masaru Kaioh, the man that had separated her from the love of her life. Without thinking she stood up from her seat and sat next to the crying violinist. Haruka hugged the aqua haired woman tightly "Shhh, shhh don't cry please. I can't bear to see you like this" Haruka felt remorse to see Michiru in that condition; she had been selfish and had hurt the violinist with her words the night at the hotel without knowing anything.

Michiru felt herself at home in the strong yet gentle arms of the blonde ; however she couldn't totally lost herself in them, not without knowing "You still haven't answer me" the troubled violinist disengaged from the tall, handsome woman and looked up meeting her mesmerizing teal eyes. "Do you love her?" the aquamarine asked once again in a soft tone.

Haruka's eyes widen at the question. She had avoided that question the previous night when Himeko interrupted them at the balcony. Today there was nobody or anything that could save her from answering; she closed her eyes for a second and breathed in before she answered. "No, I don't love Himeko" Haruka looked away from the violinist, her eyes wandering around the hotel room. The blonde racer found courage to look back at the woman beside her. "What I said about her is true though. She has helped me a lot but no one has ever occupied your place in my heart." Haruka faced Michiru, confusion, remorse, and sadness overwhelmed her. How could life be so hard and unfair? When she thought she was ready to move on, her 'youth' love came back loving her as much as she still loved her, but there as a third person involved now, an innocent woman that didn't deserve to suffer because of her.

Even though Michiru had been given an answer, she couldn't help but feel sad. Even if Haruka still loved her, she understood that the blonde couldn't hurt her current partner. Michiru raised her right hand and caressed Haruka's temple. The blonde felt relax under the violinist touch and after a few seconds the aquamarine woman stopped "Haruka you will always have a place in my heart too." Michiru looked down to the tile floor of her living room area "but I do understand your position. I know you can't and won't hurt somebody else even if it means your happiness."

Michiru was right, Haruka couldn't even think of hurting Himeko, the woman that had helped and supported her the last few years. Haruka felt torn, between her happiness and Himeko's sake. "Michiru…" sweet lips were pressed together against Haruka's. Michiru silenced the blonde racer by kissing her gently and lovingly.

"Haruka please leave" Michiru calmly asked the blonde racer after she broke apart from her "it is for the best to leave things like this. I will leave in a few weeks and then you can continue with your life and I with mine."

The artist and musician stood up and headed towards the main door, slightly opening it she gestured the confused F1 driver to exit her hotel room and life. Haruka couldn't find words to say, the kiss had stirred old and new feelings inside her. Haruka also got up from her seat and stopped at the door looking at Michiru giving her a last look before leaving.

Goodbye love, I will always love you, Haruka. I wish at least you can be happy and loved because I know I won't ever be, not without you.

Same day –At night…

Haruka had been tempted to stop by a bar in her drive back from Michiru's hotel. The conversation she have had with the violinist had left her with a big headache and a stirring of feelings. She better opted to go back to her house. She thanked God, Himeko wasn't home because it was then that she could think and cry in plenty solitude and privacy.

Michiru, please forgive me for being such a coward. I love you, I only have always loved you and yet I can't bring myself to break all the chains that keep me away from you. Haruka cried disconsolately as she tried not to run out of the house and find a bar or anything that could stop her pain.

"Haruka, are you home?" Himeko had arrived with shopping bags in hands. When she didn't see the blonde in the living room, she opted to go to their room. Sobs and sniffs could be heard from the room she shared with her girlfriend.

Somebody is crying? Haruka? But she never cries, what could possibly have happened? Himeko trailed off her thoughts and decided to open the door that lead to her bedroom.

Haruka was seating on the floor, her back resting against her bed side. She had the palms of her hands on her face, when she heard the door opening; she quickly wiped off her tears and remained seated.

"Haruka, are you ok honey? Himeko made her way to the figure on the floor, kneeling down next to her "Haruka, are you crying?" a worried Himeko asked.

Haruka was one of those persons who didn't like to be seen crying, plus what she was gonna tell Himeko. Yes, Himeko I've been crying because the love of my life is back, but I can't be with her because I don't want to hurt you. No, Haruka couldn't say that, so she quickly formulated a lie "Ah… no, not really" Himeko narrowed her eyes at her when she saw the puffy and red eyes from the blonde "It's just my allergies…this season always brings tears to my eyes with my allergies" Haruka hoped that Himeko had bought her lie and got up from the floor not before smiling warmly at her.

"You should see your doctor honey, those allergies can be a pain" Haruka was glad that Himeko had believed her lie.

"Yes, yes, I will visit him later. Now why don't we go to the kitchen I am hungry."

TO BE CONTINUED…

Get ready because next chap is the final of my first fic! I can't believe it! I did it, I did it! I wrote a fanfic about Michiru and Haruka best couple ever! H&M 3