9 - Are you flirting with me?
When someone bumped unto her, she opened her eyes, startled. And then she frowned at the ravishing couple, practically having sex right there, next to her, in the middle of the dance floor.
Get a room already, she thought to herself, shaking her head, as she watched the guy sliding his hand into the girl's pants.
Great, now I'm horny, she rolled her eyes. Ok, time to go home.
She turned around, and a flash of aquamarine crossed her vision. She frowned, thinking it was just her imagination. Her not so innocent imagination. So she just shook her head again, clearing her mind, and made her way out of the night club.
But once outside, the same flash of aquamarine caught her attention again.
Only this time, she was sure it wasn't her imagination, because the aquamarine curly head was standing right next to her car. And there was a big, insisting looking guy with her.
She smiled, making her way up to her car, and to them, taking her keys out of her pocket and hitting the alarm button.
And when the girl looked at the car questionably, she simply leaned on the car casually, her hands deep in her pockets.
"Is there a problem here?" she asked, amused at Michiru's surprised face.
The bald guy rolled his eyes at her "Mind your own business, blondy"
Haruka's smile got bigger, and she winked at Michiru, hoping the girl would catch up with her.
"Oh, but you see, she is my business" she stated, looking quite serious. And the shocked expression on the guy's face was totally worth it.
"You with her?" he asked Michiru.
Thankfully for her, the aquamarine haired girl nodded her head, smiling too, and the guy turned back to look at the blonde, looking her up and down.
"Hey, you're the hot dancing chick" he said, recognizing her "I've seen you around. Maybe the three of us could go somewhere and have a good time"
Haruka rolled her eyes, opening the passenger door of the car for Michiru to enter.
"Hit the road, Jack" she said, before getting into the car herself.
"Hey, my name's not Jack!" they both heard him yelling after them, as the car made its way out of there and down the street.
"Definitively not a smart one" Haruka chuckled, looking at the aquamarine haired girl sitting next to her..
Michiru nodded her head, amused "Definitively not" she agreed.
"Ok, so where to?" the blonde asked, eyes on the road.
But when Michiru simply looked at her, not answering, she threw a glance at her, catching her frowning, confused expression "I'm giving you a ride" she explained "So, where to?"
"Oh, you really don't have to" Michiru said "Thanks for helping me with that guy back there, but really, I can catch a cab..."
"Hey, it's late, and there's a lot of 'Jacks' out there" she said "And you're already here, and it's not really a problem at all" And of course I get to spend some time with you, so no, not a problem at all, she added, mentally.
The red light made her stop, and she turned to look at her "So, lead the way" she insisted "Unless you want me to get you back to our little friend back there" she said, her thumb pointing at the general direction of the night club.
Michiru looked at her, narrowing her eyes "You wouldn't"
"Not unless you want me to" Haruka said smiling, now amused "It's ok, it's your life. I personally wouldn't go anywhere near him, ever. But if you're into the baldy, big, anabolic addicted, and probably bad at anything that's not weight lifting, kind of guy then, you know, whatever..."
Michiru laughed at her "I am not!" she exclaimed, giggling.
"Good!" the blonde exclaimed, loving the sound of the other woman's laugh, and smiling herself "'Cause, you know, those guys usually have a real big ego, and no reason to back it up..."
"You're mean" the aquamarine haired young woman said, giggling, amused at the blonde's comment.
"Hey! At least I'm not a 'Jack'!" she defended herself "I'm a Haruka! Not sure if that's a good thing, but it's definitively better than a 'Jack'!" she joked "I don't need a big package to justify my ego, you know"
She giggled again "Well, you're not bald, or big, or addicted to anabolics. So far so good" Michiru said, smiling at her. And then she frowned "Does that mean you're good at everything but weight lifting?" she asked jokingly.
Haruka just laughed at that, and Michiru gave the blonde her address in between giggles.
"I saw you dancing back there" she said, throwing a glance at her, but not really looking at her.
Just remembering the blonde's movements -and the thoughts those movements had brought to her pervert mind- made her blushed all over again. She was glad it was dark, the street lights weren't much of a light at all, and the blonde was focusing on her driving task.
"You looked really amazing"
The blonde chuckled "Thanks"
Is she blushing? Michiru wondered, still not fully looking at her "You did. And I know every single guy there was thinking the same thing"
Again, the blonde chuckled. I wish, she thought, but instead said "I don't think so. They were probably just trying to come up with a line to get into my pants"
"Can you blame them?" Michiru asked "I mean, the way you moved... it was really sensual, and you looked... you know, hot" she stated, and vaguely wondered if those tequila shots were finally hitting home "I swear, if you started moaning there, I would've thought you were having an orgasm"
Haruka looked at her, blushing, but laughing all the same.
"What?" she asked "Never heard that one before!"
"That's probably because if a guy comes up to you and tells you that, you would probably knock him dead" the aquamarine haired woman stated.
"Yeah!" she agreed, still laughing "Not the best pick up line!"
"Well, it's true!" Michiru exclaimed "I mean, you looked like you were making love to a ghost or something"
This time Michiru was sure the blonde was blushing, and she smiled up at her "Not that I ever saw you having sex, but, you know..." she added "Your dancing is definitively a turn on"
The car came to a stopped, and Michiru looked out the window, finding her apartment building. She turned back to the blonde, smiling at her.
Haruka's blushed deepened. She wasn't even sure if this was another one of her daydreams! She couldn't believe the things this girl was saying!
But two could play that game, so she smiled at her.
"Says the girl with the miniskirt, the long legs and the hot cleavage" she retorted "Who rescued who here?" now it was Michiru's turned to blushed, and the blonde smiled at her "And for the second time!" she exclaimed.
"Hey! It's not my fault, ok!" she defended herself "You just happened to be there both times. And who was the one stating we were together?" she asked, arching an eyebrow.
Haruka smirked at that "I'm just saying, for someone who looks like you do, you don't seem comfortable in your own skin" she said, completely ignoring Michiru's last comment.
Again, Michiru blushed "Is there a hidden compliment in what you just said?" she asked, teasingly, and enjoying the blonde's new shade of red "You look cute when you blush" she said, her voice low and sweet.
"Geez, first I'm hot, then I look like I'm having an orgasm, and now I'm cute?" Haruka asked, turning her redden face away from the aquamarine haired girl.
"I'm embarrassing you, aren't I?" she asked "Ok, I'm off now, before you turn into a tomato on me"
"It's your fault. I'm not good at taking compliments, ok?" she said, defending herself, and looking at her deep blue eyes "Specially when they come from beautiful girls"
Michiru smiled, blushing too, but getting closer to the tall blonde "You're a flirt" she stated.
"Me? You're the one throwing compliments here. I'm just stating a fact" she said, getting closer as well.
"And what was that?" Michiru asked, her voice barely a whisper now, and looking deep into those green eyes.
"You're beautiful" Haruka answered, her voice a low, husky whisper.
Their faces were inches apart, their breaths caressing the others lips.
"Are you flirting with me now?" Michiru asked, her eyes going to the blonde's lips.
Haruka gulped "Do you want me to?" she asked back, her own green eyes on the girl's pink, full lips.
Michiru didn't answer her. She simply closed her eyes, and the blonde accepted the invitation, closing the gap between their faces.
Mouths crushing together, their tongues meeting in a deep, savage, sensual dance.
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For those of you who don't know, "Hit the road, Jack" is a song by the one and only, great Ray Charles
If you really didn't know that, shame on you!
Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more, no more... Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more...
(I had this song in my head the entire weekend! So I couldn't really help myself but add that line to the story!)