17 - The talk
That thurday, late in the afternoon, a tall blonde woman was sitting on a bench at the park. Her sunglasses over her green eyes, protecting her from the sun. Summer was getting closer now, and she was really starting to hate it already.
The warm breeze was making her loose, unbutton light blue shirt dance a little around her frame, and her white cotton t-shirt kiss her skin.
She looked down on her stretched legs, and vaguely wonder why she had put on her jeans, instead of some comfy linen pants. But then she shook her head. Who am I kidding? I hate those sticky pants!, she thought to herself.
She saw Michiru making her way to her, her tight boot leg jeans hugging her hips perfectly, with a long, white shirt and that tempting cleavage of hers. A green belt around her waist, marking her curves. Her hair dancing in the breeze behind her, and her smile directed at the tall blonde woman.
Haruka stood up from her bench, and smiled at her, taking her sunglasses off her eyes and on her head, brushing some of her short locks off her eyes at the same time.
"Hi" she greeted.
"Hey" Michiru said, letting the blonde take her hand, kissing it softly "Am I late?" she asked, frowning slightly "Professor Kiwasi wouldn't stop talking..." she explained, readjusting her purse over her shoulder.
"No, you're not late" Haruka assured her "I was just lazing around a little"
They started walking down a path, holding hands, in silence. Simply enjoying each others company.
But the silence was suddenly broken by Haruka's cellphone, ringing from her back pocket.
And Michiru couldn't help but laugh at the ring tone coming from the blonde's cellphone. Haruka chuckled, winking at her, and took her phone out, answering without even checking on the caller ID.
"Please don't tell me you got fired" she said into the phone "Well, keep arguing with him and he will" Haruka then said, and Michiru looked at her, enjoying the blonde's face expression as she listened to the person on the other side of the phone "Yeah, sure, no problem... No, you do it, I'm busy now..." the blonde winked at the aquamarine haired girl next to her, and then simply said into her cell, chuckling "Gotta go now, see you later, bye"
She put her cellphone back into her pocket, and Michiru giggled at her again.
"'Girls just wanna have fun'?" she asked, amused, but raising an eyebrow "And you say you're not a player..."
Haruka looked at her, with a questioning look.
"With Makoto? No way!" she exclaimed, but then she smiled "It's just an old inside joke. Back in college, there was this one time when she woke me up in the middle of the night" she explained "She was singing that stupid song and dancing all over the place. At two in the morning"
The aquamarine haired girl giggled again "I would have liked to see that" she said.
"Oh, you would've loved to" the blonde assured her "And she was happy, I mean, incredibly, ridiculously happy, because she had ran into some old boyfriend of hers and they sort of hooked up again"
"I take it he meant a lot to her" Michiru said, amused over the story, and at the image of a ridiculously happy dancing tall brunette girl.
"It only lasted her two days or so" Haruka said, chuckling over the memory "Apparently, the guy was pretty much still acting like a middle school boy, reading comic books and playing PlayStation for hours to no end, so she dumped him in less than a week"
"Boys do have a tendency to grow out of stupidity rather late" Michiru said, giggling.
The blonde laughed, and then captured the girl's smiling lips with hers, kissing her.
"Good thing I'm not a boy, then" she joked.
Michiru smiled up to her, hugging her close. Her hands going dangerously close to the blonde's breasts "I would miss these if you were" she whispered into her ear.
And the blonde blushed.
Deeply.
But before she could make any move, or say anything at all, the aquamarine haired girl took her hand, and started walking again.
"So, what were you guys talking about just now?" she asked, completely changing the subject.
"Um... she, she wanted to know if I was staying home tomorrow night" she answered, trying to recover from the feel of Michiru's hands so close from her breasts "She wants to make dinner and adopt Rei again, so she wanted to know if she could count me in" she said. She let her arm go around the aquamarine haired beauty's shoulders "But if you have other plans for tomorrow..." she looked down at her, smiling.
"I'd love to, but I kinda promised Minako I would have dinner with her" she said, in an apologetic manner. Her arm hanging from the blonde's slender waist "She met this guy she wants to tell me all about"
"Can I have you all to myself on saturday, then?" the blonde asked.
"You can have me all to yourself today, too"
"Good" Haruka smiled, kissing her again.
Michiru returned the kiss, her arms going up and encircling around the tall woman's neck, and she deepened the kiss. Her tongue playing softly against Haruka's.
"Oh, what a lovely couple" a female passing voice got their attention, making them break the kiss to look at the elder couple walking by "Don't you think, dear?"
"Young love" the old man said, nodding his head and looking sweetly at the old lady in his arm.
The tall blonde woman blushed lightly, and Michiru giggled, her own cheeks tinting red.
"That was... embarrassing" Michiru whispered, lowering her blushed face.
The blonde chuckled "Yeah" she agreed, but then she looked at the girl still in her arms "But we do sort of... you know... look like a couple here..."
Michiru looked up at her, her cheeks still burning red. She bit her lower lip, and nodded her head, hesitantly.
"Um... yeah... I guess we do..." she murmured. Then she frowned, slightly "What are we?" she asked "I mean, I know we just met and all, but we've been seeing each other almost all week and I was just wondering..."
"I'd like that" Haruka said, interrupting her "You're right, we just met, and we did meet up almost every day this week. And I'd like to keep on doing this" she said softly, her hands gently caressing the girl's cheeks, her own blush nowhere near to go away anytime soon "I know it's not.. well, conventional. And we're both still pretty much inside our little closet..."
"But it's cozy" Michiru said, teasingly "Our little closet, I mean" she said, brushing her nose against the tall blonde's.
And she happily accepted the sweet, deep kiss the blonde gave her then, loving the feel of those long, soft fingers gently caressing her cheeks and neck.
"So it's settled?" the aquamarine haired woman asked softly "We're officially dating, then?"
Haruka nodded, blushing lightly again, and smiling.
"Well, as officially as we can make it" she said "It's not like I can call my mother and tell her over the phone..." she commented, frowning over the not so pretty picture in her head.
"God, don't remind me of my own crazy mother!" Michiru exclaimed. She shook her head lightly, and then looked up at her again "But what matters is what we are to each other, right? We can tell the world whenever we want to"
They kissed again, and then Haruka guided them to her car, wanting to go and have some dinner. But Michiru stopped right in front of the car, not letting the blonde unlock the door, and smiled mischievously at her.
"Ruka?" she called out to her, softly "I want my desert first"