5 - Not my type!
Michiru was in a daze.
The music had long stopped, and the stage was now empty. But she could still listen to the soft sound of the piano in her head. It was simply magnificent.
She had always had a thing for musicians. That was probably one of the many reasons she had laid eyes on Seiya in the first place. The guy could sing! But that blonde on the piano... That was something completely different. It made her want to record the blonde's music, just so she could listen to it every day.
"Is this seat taken?" came a male voice she recognized immediately.
She looked up at Seiya's smiling face, just as he was taking a seat, not really waiting for any of the three girls to answered him. He smiled at her, and then he pointed at the long silver haired man standing next to him.
"You remember Yaten, right?" he said.
"Yes, of course" Michiru said, nodding her head "It's nice to see you again, Yaten"
"It's really nice to see you" he said, taking a sit next to his friend "You look so different!" he exclaimed, smiling "Don't get me wrong, I meant it as a compliment..."
"It's ok, I understand" Michiru said, still smiling. Go ahead, say it, she added mentally, I don't look fatty any more.
"I'm sure Taiki would've loved to see you" Yaten said "But he took off with his girl" he took a look around, confirming that his friend was nowhere to be found.
Jadeite came to take a sit next to Rei, and he smiled at the people around the table, before waving his hand to some point behind them all.
"Hey, Blondy, come here, will ya?" he yelled, and then he smiled "You promised you'd be nice, remember?"
"I'm always nice, Spore" came the deep, husky voice right behind Michiru.
"Ami, Michiru, I'd like you to meet my never lovely, always annoying little sister" Jadeite said, looking at them, and smirking when the tall blonde woman narrowed her eyes at him "Haruka Tenoh"
Michiru looked up at the tall blonde, and her voice got caught in her throat when she looked down on her, smiling.
"Don't listen to him" she said "He's just jealous because I'm always the one getting all the attention here" she joked, taking the only empty seat left, right next to Michiru.
"That's not true, Tenoh, and you know it" Seiya said, smiling at her "You're hardly even a member of this band at all"
"And why should I be?" she asked, rhetorically "Then I would have to put up with you every single day, and everyone knows you're a living nightmare"
Everyone laughed at that, and Seiya winked at Michiru, smiling too.
And she returned the smile, amused at the blonde's comment, even though it didn't really sounded like a mean comment at all. It seemed they were all good friends.
"So you're not in the band?" Ami asked, intrigued by Seiya's last comment.
The blonde woman shook her shoulders "Nah, I just tag along some times" she answered, a half smile playing on her lips.
"That's such a shame" Michiru said, gathering her courage to look at the blonde's green eyes "You play wonderfully"
She smiled at her "Thanks"
"And that, coming from her" Seiya said, looking at Haruka but pointing at Michiru with his hand "is quite the compliment! She's the best violinist I have ever met!"
Haruka looked back at the aquamarine haired girl next to her "Really? That's impressive" she said. And she looked like she actually meant that.
And the fog came back to Michiru's mind.
She and the tall blonde woman started talking about music, their likes and dislikes, what they listened to and what they played. She registered everything the blonde was saying, but at the same time, she was trapped by the sound of her voice.
She was aware of Seiya's eyes on her every now and then, and of the flirty comments he would throw her way. And Michiru felt like she was in some kind of dream.
She was able to follow the conversations going on, make comments here and there, and even answered questions or comments. She even managed to sound smart and controlled. But a part of her was elsewhere.
And she was completely unable to drag herself out of the spell the tall blonde woman would cast on her every time she talk to her.
"We should hang out one of this days" Seiya said to her, winking "Catch up, for old time's sake"
"Yeah, sure" she answered, not really sure if he was asking her on a date, or if he was simply asking for a friendly meeting. That guy had always been so impossible!
"I'll go and grab some more beers" Jadeite announced.
Haruka made a move to get up and help her brother, but Michiru's hand on hers stopped her from doing so.
She looked at the aquamarine haired girl with a questioning glare, but the girl simply smiled at her, leaning in closer.
"Don't you dare move" she whispered to the blonde "Or he would come and sit here" she then added, pointing with her eyes at the black haired man "And I really don't want that, so, please?"
The blonde smirked "Oh, I see" she said, amused.
"You better go and clean my stage" Jadeite said to Yaten and Seiya, putting the beers on the table, and sitting back on his spot next to Rei.
"Sir, yes, sir!" Seiya joked, getting up. He looked down at Haruka "Aren't you coming?"
The blonde smiled sweetly at him "Not my stuff, remember?" she answered him, batting her eyelashes, before taking her beer and taking a sip.
Everyone laughed at her answered, and Seiya simply turned around, walking up to Yaten and making his way to the stage to gather their instruments.
Once they were gone, Ami turned to Michiru, a big smile on her face.
"Oh my God, Michiru!" she exclaimed, in the lowest tone of voice she could mastered "He's so into you!"
The aquamarine haired young woman rolled her eyes "Yeah, I kinda noticed"
Jadeite blinked at her, surprised "You're not interested?" asked, frowning "That's a first" he mumbled.
"Interesting" Haruka murmured, smiling, evilly amused.
"They have a history" Ami said to the evilly smiling blonde "They sort of dated back in high school"
"No, we didn't" Michiru said, and then she turned to Haruka "We do have a history, but we never really dated" she explained "It's... complicated"
"So you're not into him. Interesting" the blonde said again, now looking at Seiya, who kept on throwing glances at the aquamarine haired girl sitting next to her "Can I teas him about it?" she asked, turning back to look at Michiru, still smiling "'Cause, you know, he's so into you right now"
"Haruka, don't be mean" Rei scolded her.
"Party pooper" she said, pouting and putting up her best puppy eyed look. But when the black haired woman kept on glaring at her, she rolled her eyes "Oh, come on!" she exclaimed "He's always so full of himself, completely convinced that he can get any girl he wants!"
"That's because he usually does" Jadeite commented "I mean, girls practically throw themselves at him"
Haruka smiled "And yet here we are, with a lovely, beautiful young woman who's not into him at all" she said, pointing at Michiru "I'm sorry, but it's just too much for me to pass!" she exclaimed, with an amused, victorious smile on her lips.
"You know what?" Jadeite said, leaning on his chair's back and smiling at his sister "You two fight so much all the time, I think you're actually crazy about each other"
She frowned at him "What?" she asked "Are you nuts? He's not even my type!"
"I'm surprised to hear you even have a type" came a female voice from behind the blonde woman.
They all looked up to see a tall brunette woman, her green eyes shinning with amusement, her hands on her hips.
"'Cause you know, I was starting to get worried" she said, smiling down at the tall blonde woman. "Sorry I'm late, guys, I got... distracted" she apologized, taking a seat around the table.
Jadeite ignored the new comer, and looked at his sister.
"I think he is your type" he said "You know, the 'completely wrong for you' kind of guy? You like those, don't you?"
Haruka rolled her eyes "He's not that type, Spore" she answered him "He's more the 'I'll kill him in less than half an hour' type. And I kinda like him alive, so I can annoy the crap out of him. So, no, he's not my type" she finished, smiling sweetly and innocently.
"Well, he's a pretty boy" Makoto said, elbows resting on the table "And you never really liked pretty boys"
"Exactly" she said, nodding her head, one arm going around Michiru's shoulders "My type is more like her" she said, smiling at her and winking "Pretty girls who don't like him!"
Everyone just rolled their eyes at her. Michiru blushed.