"Did you have a good nap, my dear?" Haruka asks with a cocky grin as Michiru enters the kitchen.
"It was a much needed rest," the reporter concedes, pulling herself up on the bar stool beside the blonde. Having changed into just a tank top and shorts after her shower, the aqua woman feels fully refreshed. Helping herself to the orange slices set out on the table, Michiru looks at her companion's face, her first clear view of it that day. Her heart racing again, Michiru admits to herself that she does find Haruka to be pretty damn sexy.
"You really are the most amazing woman I've met in a long time," the blonde compliments, picking at some strawberry slices. "I'm glad you were so rude to me the other day."
Laughing, Michiru rubs one leg against Haruka's jeans. "At least now you know I'll do anything to ask the questions on my mind. Speaking of which..."
"Yes, yes, I know. You want answers. Lots of them. All in due course, darling."
"Why do I feel like you just keep saying that?"
"Probably because I am. It's just...I'm not sure if I'm ready to tell you everything there is to know about me. Somehow, I think you're going to dig deeper than any other reporter I've spoken with. Uncover things about me that I'd rather not talk about."
"Well, that is my job," Michiru affirms, brushing a hand through Haruka's blonde locks. She is already loving the feeling of performing such a simple gesture.
"If I distract you for the rest of the afternoon and promise to give you what you ask tonight, would that do?"
"Don't you think you've already distracted me enough?" Michiru teases, her eyes shining at the memory of what she had just experienced.
"Hmm, much as I'd love to do that again, I actually do have to get a few things sorted out for the company as soon as possible. So let me show you what I had in mind instead." Helping the smaller woman off the bar stool, Haruka guides Michiru towards another room. "I forgot this on the tour, but this is my music room."
Michiru glances around and is impressed by the baby grand piano, the assortment of guitars, and the beautiful violin in the corner. "Do you play all these?"
"Not the violin - that's a new acquisition," Haruka explains. "And let's say that my guitar skills leave much to be desired. But I am half decent on the piano at least."
"See, Haruka, you are capable of answering questions directly and honestly," the aqua girl praises. "Now leave me be with your toys here, and come find me again when you're ready."
"Yes, ma'am," Haruka gently mocks, stepping out as delicate tones of the violin begin to fill the room for the first time.