20 - Unexpected visitor
Michiru was leaning against the counter on her kitchen, wrapped around her robe, mindlessly taking sips from her coffee, while she waited for her girlfriend to come back from her little donuts hunting trip.
Her girlfriend.
She was still amazed at that one. They've been together for two weeks now, 'officially' dating for one. And they spent the majority of that time together.
She had spent the night at the blonde's house a couple of times too. Her roommate already knew about them, and the tall brunette was more than happy to 'adopt' the aquamarine haired woman every other night.
And Michiru was quite happy of not having to make herself dinner. Not that she wasn't good at it. She simply didn't like to cook that much.
And of course, any excuse to be with her tall blonde girlfriend was always welcome.
But they mostly spent the nights at Michiru's flat. Mainly, because they enjoyed spending time alone. They both liked the privacy the could get there. Makoto was a great girl, and she was taking the whole dating thing quite well. But they still wanted some time alone, to themselves. And the brunette girl did have the tendency to teas them...
Michiru smiled to herself, as she took another sip from her coffee.
So far, it's been the greatest two weeks of her life. There where still many things she didn't know about the blonde, and she enjoyed finding them, feeling excited at every new detail she learned about her.
But, at the same time, she felt as if she had known the blonde forever.
She felt so incredibly comfortable around her. So relax and secure. And at ease, like there was nothing in this world that could get to her. They would spend hours talking about everything and anything.
Sometimes they simply sat on the couch, or lay down on the bed, holding each other in silence, simply enjoying each others company.
And Michiru loved that.
She knew she was falling for the blonde. Hard. And fast.
And if she was completely honest with herself, she had to admit she had probably fell for the blonde the moment she laid eyes on her. And the way Haruka would look at her sometimes, holding her close, softly caressing her arms or her back, or the way her green eyes would shine down on her as they slowly move together, made her think that, maybe, the tall blonde woman was feeling the same way.
She bit down her lower lip. God, I'm so crazy about her, she thought to herself. And when she heard a soft knock on her door, she smiled again, and went to open it.
But the woman that stood there, smiling at her, with long, curly blue hair and equally blue eyes, was not her Haruka.
"Mom!" Michiru exclaimed, surprised. And terrified too. "What are you doing here?"
"Aren't you gonna let me in?" her mother asked, frowning at her.
"Yes, of course!" the aquamarine haired girl said, stepping aside for her mother to come in.
Once the elderly woman took a sit, looking all comfortable on the couch, Michiru walked up to her, taking a sit as well, and looking at her mother
"Mom, what are you doing here?"
"I came to visit you" came the easy reply "I know you're busy with your work and your studies, so I decided I should be the one making the visit" she informed her, and then she frowned at her daughter, checking her up and down "Michiru, baby, it's almost ten thirty in the morning, what are you doing still on your pajamas?" she asked.
And Michiru blushed, thanking all and any god up there that her mother hadn't figured out she wasn't actually wearing anything under that robe...
Except maybe a couple of hickeys Haruka had managed to plant around her breasts and her stomach...
And the blonde was actually proud of that!
"I um... I woke up just now" she said. It wasn't a complete lie...
"Are you with someone, dear?" her mother asked "Am I interrupting something here?"
"Well, actually..." should I tell her?, she wondered to herself.
Her mother's face lit up "Oh, you found yourself a boyfriend!" she exclaimed.
"Not really, mom" she said, now frowning.
How was she supposed to break the news?
Her mother frowned too, her smile completely gone "You're not just fooling around, are you?" she asked "I hope you're being careful here. What if you get pregnant?"
"Mom!" Michiru exclaimed "I'm not going get pregnant!"
"Sweetie, these things happen all the time, you know?" her mother stated "You think everything's fine and then, poof!, the condom breaks!"
Michiru blinked at her. Was she actually having this kind of conversation with her mother? Had she entered the twilight zone or something?
"I just want you to take precautions, sweetie" her mother said "But, please tell, me, who is he? Is he handsome? What does he do for a living? How did you meet him?"
The aquamarine haired woman was starting to get dizzy by now.
And when her mother kept on throwing questions at her, not really giving her the time to answer, she put her hands up in the air, palms up, to try and shut her up.
"Mom!" she yelled "I told you already I don't have a boyfriend!" she exclaimed, and when her mother was about to say something again, she finally lost it. Ok, here it goes... she thought to herself "Yes, I'm seeing someone. And yes, it's serious. But I don't have a boyfriend, because I'm dating a woman!"
Her mother blinked once, frowned, opened her mouth to say something, and then shut it and blinked again. And before the woman could start forming a decent, coherent reply in her mind, a knock on the door made Michiru jump up and run to open it, disappearing behind it.
Haruka blinked at her, surprised at the aquamarine haired woman's behavior.
"Aren't we suppose to have breakfast inside?" she asked.
Michiru didn't answer her. Instead, she encircled her arms around the blonde's waist, resting her head over her chest, listening to her heartbeat and taking deep breaths.
The blonde put her arms around her girlfriend's shoulders, now getting worried "Michi, what is it?"
"My mother's here" she answered, her voice somewhat muffled as she nuzzled her face against the soft fabric of the blonde's shirt.
"Oh" was pretty much all Haruka could say.
But when the girl wouldn't let go, and wouldn't move at all from her spot at the tall woman's chest, the blonde looked down at her, her hands going to cup her cheeks.
"Hey, it's ok, we don't have to say anything if you don't want to, remember?"
Michiru bit her lower lip, looking embarrassed.
"I sort of did..." she whispered. And when her girlfriend blinked at her, surprised, she quickly added "She figured I was waiting for someone, and she started bombarding me with all kinds of crazy questions about how we met and what you do, and then she got all worried about me getting accidentally pregnant, and..." she was babbling. She knew it. So she let out a sight, and looked up at green eyes "I believe the only thing missing there was her asking for your school records"
Haruka chuckled at that, and Michiru stood up on her tiptoes to kiss her. But when the door from her apartment flew open, they both jumped up and away, turning around.
And Haruka gulped at the sight of Michiru's mother, standing on the door frame, arms crossed over her chest, and looking up and down at her, an eyebrow raised.
"So, this is her?" her mother asked "The woman you're dating?"
Michiru nodded her head, nervously "Yea... yes" she said, looking at the blonde, and then back at her mother "Mom, this is Haruka Tenoh" she finally made the introductions "My girlfriend" she finished, and gulped.
"Nice to meet you, ma'am" Haruka said, in a surprisingly steady tone of voice.
Michiru's mother didn't answer. She simply nodded her head once, and got back inside. The nervous couple shared a worried look, before getting inside the apartment as well, and taking a sit on the couch, right in front of the still silent mother.
Getting fed up with the tense silence, Michiru took a deep breath, looking at her mother. Haruka's hand in hers "Mom, I..."
"Are you happy?" her mother asked, interrupting her.
Michiru frowned "Huh?"
"Are you happy?" she asked again "Does she make you happy?" she elaborated a bit more, gesturing towards the tall blonde woman next to her daughter with one hand.
The aquamarine haired woman looked at her girlfriend, a warm, loving smile playing on her lips.
"Yes" she answered, softly. The hand in hers squeezed her lightly, gently, and Michiru returned the gesture, taking the slender hand in both of hers, caressing the soft skin.
"I see" her mother said, watching the little exchange with studying eyes "Ok, here's the deal, Miss Tenoh" she said, looking at the tall blonde woman.
"Please, call me Haruka" she said.
"Fair enough" Michiru's mother said, nodding her head "Ok, Haruka, this is what we're going to do" she started "Since my daughter seems to be fond of you, and she just assured me that you indeed make her happy, I'm going to calmly and maturely accept this"
"Thanks, mom" Michiru said, smiling.
"I'm not finish, dear" her mother warned her, and then looked back at the tall blonde woman "I'm going to accept this, considering I've been waiting for my daughter to find someone that would make her happy and take good care of her" she said, looking briefly at the aquamarine haired woman, who was lightly nodding her head, still holding the blonde woman's hand in hers "But, if you hurt her, in any way or form at all, I swear to God I'll hunt you down and bury you alive" she warned "I will not let you play with my daughter's feelings. Do I make myself clear here?"
Haruka gulped. Was she being threatened by Michiru's mother? That was definitively a strange turn of events. Better than her freaking out on us and calling me all kinds of names... she thought.
So, she nodded her head to the woman "Yes, of course"
Michiru's mother smiled warmly then, and looked back at her daughter.
"Now, dear, could you please offer your poor mother here a cup of tea?" she asked.
And when Michiru nodded her head, standing up to make the requested tea, the old woman looked back at Haruka.
"Perfect! Now, tell me, how did you two meet?"