A little more about Haruka's past. Keep in mind the prologue!
Things start getting into motion right now, so remember the details!
Hope you like it. Enjoy!
5
Two young girls were sitting on the bed in the middle of the room, notebooks and textbooks all over the place. One was resting against the wall at the head of the bed, knees bent up, a book resting on them, a pen playing in her hand. She had long, wavy red hair, cascading down her shoulders and framing her white, perfect face and her dark, almost black eyes. Her flannel pants rolled up to her knees, her blue sweatshirt marking her curves.
Right across from her, and just as concentrated on the textbook laying on the mattress right under her eyes, was another girl. Her long blonde hair cascading down her shoulders and over the sheets, her green eyes trying to understand what she was reading. There was a frowned on her pretty face, and she was chewing the tip of the pen she had in her hand. Her black training pants covering her long legs, a white cotton t-shirt covering her torso.
"I don't get it!" the red haired girl exclaimed, making the other one look up at her.
The blonde growled, and closed her textbook "Me neither" she said "This is impossible!"
"Lets do something fun!" exclaimed the redhead, throwing her own book away, and kneeling on the bed, sparkling eyes looking at her friend.
The other girl considered it for a moment, but then she smiled, and threw her own book away, kneeling on the bed, just like her friend, and looking at her.
"Ok!" she said "What should we do?"
"Lets try on some make up!"
"Come on, you know I don't like that stuff..." the blonde protested.
"Why not?" the other asked "I bet you'll look beautiful!" she said, grabbing her friends face with her hands and studying her features. She looked into her friend's eyes, and then they both froze, just looking at each other.
They didn't know what happened next, but they found their lips meeting on a soft, shy kiss, that soon became something else, as they both opened their mouths. Tongues dancing together, discovering for the first time what it was like to really kiss someone.
And then the door flung opened, and they jumped apart.
"What the hell is going on here?" they heard a woman yelled at them. But before the elder black haired woman could get an answered, the red haired girl pushed the blonde one towards the door.
"She was just leaving!" she exclaimed. And not knowing what else to do, or what to say at all, the blonde obeyed, and walked out of the bedroom and out the house.
She made her way home, hands in her pockets and kicking some rocks on the way, trying to understand exactly what had happened at her friend's house.
They kissed! That wasn't normal... they were both girls!
The blonde frowned. But it felt so right...
She reached her house, and before she could put her hand on the knot, the door flung open, and she looked back at an angry face.
"Hi daddy" she said.
"What the hell did you think you were doing?" he asked, his voice a raging growl "Kissing a girl?" he asked, yelling at her, and grabbing her arm, jerking her inside the house in a rude manner.
"Daddy, wait! I'm sorry!" she tried to explain. But a hard slap on her face made her shut up, flying down to the floor. She looked up at him, green eyes full of tears "Daddy..."
"No daughter of mine would act like that!" he yelled, kicking her hard on the ribs "You dyke!" he yelled, kicking her hard again "You disgusting dyke!"
And the screams of a desperate, crying girl filled the house, as the kicks were replaced by hard, strong lashes from her father's belt. Blood coming from the girl's back, splashing everywhere, as the golden clasp met white skin.
She jerked up, trembling, sweating and screaming. A pair of hands on her wet cheeks scared her, and she fought them, trying to get away.
"Haruka! Haruka, it's me!" a female voice called to her, the same set of hands trying to grab her trembling ones, and the blonde woman tried to focus her eyes on the face in front of her. She saw blue eyes, and long aquamarine hair.
And those eyes were looking at her with a worried expression.
"Are you ok?" a soft voice from the door got their attention, and both women looked up at the black haired little girl standing there, hugging a shorter blonde one. They were both looking at a gasping, crying Haruka with worried eyes.
The little blonde girl went up to the bed, frowning "You were screaming" she said, looking up at the tall, gasping woman.
"I'm ok" Haruka assured them, her trembling hand caressing the little girl's head "It was just a bad dream, that's all"
Minako was standing at the door way too, her hands on Hotaru's shoulders. But she soon came into the bedroom, taking the little blonde girl's hand in hers "Come on, lets get back to bed" she said, smiling softly at both girls "Everything's fine, lets go"
And with that, she left the room, along with the two worried little girls. Michiru turned back to the still trembling blonde.
"I'm ok, really" she said, in a shaking voice "I'm sorry for waking everyone up..."
"Come on, I'll make you some tea" the aquamarine haired girl said to her, smiling warmly, and taking her hand in hers.
"Where's Makoto?" the tall blonde woman asked, letting the younger woman guided her out of the room and down the stairs.
"She hasn't come back from her date yet" was all the answer Michiru gave.
Haruka nodded, remembering the tall brunette had a date with some friend of hers from other town, and they were supposed to enjoy the town's party that night. Once they reached the kitchen, she rested against the counter, closing her eyes and taking deep breaths. She heard the other woman pouring water to make the promised tea, and then getting close to her.
"What happened?" she asked softly.
The blonde opened her eyes again, not looking at the younger woman, and let out a sigh "Just a ghost from the past" she finally answered "Don't worry, I'm fine"
"You were screaming, and crying" Michiru said, frowning, and putting a comforting hand on the blonde's arm "And you're shaking..."
She was worried. She had been staying at the racer's house for two days now, and she knew nothing about her. She truly was a private person. She was nice enough, and even funny, but she never talked about herself nor her family.
And Michiru had heard her gasping out in the middle of the night. She had a very light sleep, and the blonde's hard breathing and soft cries woke her up, and Michiru was sure the tall woman must be having terrible nightmares to wake up like that.
And even though she knew nothing about her at all –although she had spent three months completely obsessed over the blonde, thinking she was a male-, she was still worried.
"It's nothing, really" Haruka said to her "I'm ok"
"It's ok if you don't want to tell me right now" Michiru said "But if you ever need to talk..."
Haruka looked at her for a moment, before a small, thankful smile came to her lips.
"Thanks" she said, now somewhat calmer. "Guess we all have our secrets, right?"
Michiru frowned, not really understanding the look upon the blonde's face.
"I mean, you're a talented violinist, and a raising music star. And yet you're here, in this town, in the middle of nowhere" she said, and when she saw the aquamarine haired girl's surprised expression, she chuckled "What? You thought that just because I live up here, I don't keep myself updated? You're a well known musician"
"No, no, it's not that" Michiru said "I just... I guess I never thought you knew, that's all. I'm not hiding"
A blonde eyebrow rose up "Really?"
Michiru tilted her head at her "Really" she answered "I needed a break from everything, and the fact that I found my boyfriend with two girls in bed gave me the perfect reason to just... take some time off"
Haruka winced "Sorry about that"
"It's ok" she said, shaking her shoulders "It wasn't really working anyway, you know? It just felt... wrong"
The blonde frowned at that "Wrong? Like 'it wasn't meant to be' wrong, or like 'he was just crazy' wrong?"
More like 'I think I'm gay' wrong, Michiru said to herself. But she just shook her head, and said "I guess it wasn't meant to be" she looked up at her "What about you?"
"Me? Oh, no, no boyfriend here" she answered "I'm a car racer, and a mother of three" she joked "And that alone is a full time job, you know?"
"Wow, you were really young when you had Makoto, then" Michiru joked too.
"Oh, yeah" Haruka said, smiling "I was five!"