Andddd I'm back. Sorry for not posting lately, insert a usual school excuse here, but I'm back and back with some cannon.

Theme: Smile

Pairing: Haruka/Michiru

Words: A lot, 1239. It was supposed to be a drabble, but it just kept growing so I let it.

Enjoy!

Haruka always enjoyed watching her love.

The dirty blonde was currently watching her aqua haired lover float around the large banquet hall, not at all looking out of place in the ritzy crowd gathered for whatever event they decided was good enough to drop thousands of dollars on and to dress up in their finest. Emerald eyes followed as Michiru slipped from chatting with a couple with a joke that had the elderly couple chuckling as the woman moved on to continue working the floor.

The woman really knew how to socialize, that's for sure, Michiru could make anyone feel like whatever they had to say to her was the most important conversation in the world- even if she secretly bored on the inside. Haruka loved her ability to be able to strike up a conversation with anyone, anywhere, but she dislike the façade her lover put on for events such as these.

Her façade was invisible to anyone who knew better and the people who were able to tell the difference where few and far between. The way her lips pursed together before a large smile appeared on Michiru's face was just all wrong.

Haruka frowned and watched as that very smile slid on the aqua-haired beauty as she chatted with the chairman and his wife who where hosting the extravagant event tonight. The dirty blonde huffed and sat down her champagne flute on the table she was standing by. She busied her hands with straightening her suit as she prepared to go into lion's den.

Unlike her counterpart, she was not good at events like this. Haruka was far too short tempered for the meaningless talks that the attendee's of such an event liked to indulge in. Too quick to anger and too honest, as Michiru liked to remind her. Usually their routine for these events was arriving together, Haruka making polite hello's with important people along with Michiru and then the other woman would make a circuit of the room as Haruka hit the food table or bar and wait it out until Michiru deemed she had make the appropriate people happy enough to leave. They always strived to be in and out of these things as quickly as possible; however, they also had an unspoken agreement. Haruka's job, other then lying low, was to rescue Michiru when she thought fit. The way an aqua eyebrow was slightly twitching was a green light for Operation Get Michiru Out Now.

The short haired girl approached her love and overheard the Chairman talking about his prized poodle and the choices for breeding the thing. No wonder Michiru had a fake smile plastered all over her face. The couple didn't seem to notice the way her smile was starting to tug down at the corners, but that's what Haruka was there for. Haruka slid up to the trio and placed an easy arm around Michiru's slender waist.

"Mr. Chairman, Mrs. Taiko," Haruka nodded to the couple politely, "I hope I'm not interrupting, but I must steal this lovely lady. If you'll excuse us." Haruka guided her love around and promptly headed for the exit, not even bothering to glance at any of the other patrons. The fact that Michiru didn't let out a single protest only supported Haruka's decision to make a speedy exit with her lover.

An aqua haired head rested against Haruka's shoulder as they descended in the elevator. The short haired girl chuckled, "You should have told them your resent of dogs or animals in general."

Michiru tutted at her, "You know I couldn't do that. Their dog is more important to them then their own son."

Emerald eyes rolled towards to the ceiling, "You don't have to kiss their ass all the time you know," Michiru elbowed her at the use of a curse word. Haruka winced but continued on, "you are already are the star of our social circles."

"Even so," Aqua eyes met her own for the first time since Haruka rescued her. The dirty blonde felt a shiver start in her lower back and shoot straight up her spine, the same shiver she experienced any time Michiru looked at her. She ignored the shiver and concentrated on the seriousness of her lovers face, "We must keep up appearances. We've worked too hard to let our social standing slip."

Haruka couldn't help but to see the logic in her statement, even if it made her want to run away as far away as possible with an aqua haired beauty in her grasp, the people they socialized with were influential people and connections never hurt anyone. She sighed and wrapped both arms around the petite woman, bringing her in close to her chest. She placed a kiss in Michiru's hair, "You're right, as usual."

They held onto each other for a moment until the elevator dinged at the lobby floor before opening it's doors. Haruka grabbed the other woman's hand and tugged her into the lobby and out the door, "Well, we're out of there now so let's go and find some fun, shall we? A place far less stuffy where I can get into some jeans."

Aqua eye's sparkled at Haruka as she spoke to the valet, "So, home then?"

Haruka looked back at her and grinned, "Of course. C'mon, I'll even make your favorite dessert." Michiru made a sound of approval, "Cookie dough sounds perfect right now."

The dirty blonde watched as her love's shoulders relaxed at the thought of a relaxing evening. She smiled, it had been a long time since they had an evening just to themselves. As they waited for their car to be brought around, Haruka grabbed one of Michiru's hands brining it up to her lips as she brushed a soft kiss across the back of her hand, "I love you, Michiru."

The smile that fluttered onto Michiru's face was a smile that belonged there. Not those phony smiles that she had been passing out right and left at the event upstairs, but a true, genuine smile that was all Haruka's. The tall woman didn't even bother resisting temptation as she dipped down and gave Michiru a firm kiss that she poured all her love into wanting the woman to feel her swirling emotions in the simple act. Their kiss made the valet behind them gasp. The aqua haired beauty broke the kiss and giggled into the taller woman's shoulder as the young valet attempted to pick up the keys that he dropped previously.

Haruka rolled her eyes at the adolescence of it all and took the keys from him, not letting go of the arm around the petite woman's waist. She tipped the boy and returned her attention back to the beauty in her arms. The blonde dipped Michiru and planted a passionate kiss in the most dramatic fashion possible, making the valet blush a deep red.

Michiru hit her playfully on the shoulder so Haruka would let her up. Once vertical again, she glanced at the poor valet and reached up onto her tip-toes so that she could whisper exactly what she wanted to do with cookie dough tonight directly into Haruka's unsuspecting ear. At every word, the tall woman's face burned redder and redder until she was just as red as the teenage valet behind them.

Haruka coughed to cover up her embarrassment before ushering the aqua haired woman quickly into the car.

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