AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a completely different story than what I'm used to writing. But I had it in my head so let's see.
Summary: What if it was Michiru who was the masc one and Haruka was the femme one, but...Haruka is with Seiya who is also masc?
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Ever since she was a kid, Haruka would dream about a girl, a girl with aqua marine hair and such eyes. One who played the violin and enjoyed spending time at the pool or beach. It was a dream that changed as the years dragged on and Haruka found herself older. The dreams would reflect her life and in these dreams, she and others would fight for love and justice. These dreams were odd but they weren't common. She maybe had them once or twice every month or so, sometimes even going as long as six months without a dream. She never paid them no mind really and even confided to Seiya about these dreams. Seiya had once told her she had similar dreams about her and her sisters being from another mystical planet, then came to Earth to search for a princess. To lighten such talk, they even went to a card reader who nonchalantly told them these dreams were of a past life they once had. Haruka and Seiya simply shrugged and laughed it off then, paying it no never mind...
Haruka and Seiya lived together in a nice apartment downtown in the heart of Tokyo. They had been together for going on four years now and even talked of marriage. Haruka's long flowing hair that stopped at the mid of her back was tied into a pony tail as she began preparations for dinner. Her nails were well manicure as were her toes. The ear rings she wore in her ears were gold and glistened, and her favorite lip gloss that was light pink, shown on her lips which added nicely with the rose blush she had added to her cheeks that morning.
She wore tight fitting booty shorts that showed off her long, slender legs for whence she was a track star. Her stomach bare because she wore a halter top and an apron as well. Her bosoms were full and her body had curves many women envied. Haruka was quite the woman and Seiya knew she was lucky.
Seiya on the other hand was the opposite. Taller than Haruka, Seiya stood at around six feet and four inches. Her hair was jet black and cut short in the front, yet tied back in a pony tail. She was masculine presenting and went by all pronouns: she/her, he/him/they, them; in other words, non binary. She didn't bind nor did she need to, for she recieved top surgery years ago prior to forming a relationship with Haruka. She packed with a prosthetic on some days and preferred to have sex with one as well.
Haruka didn't mind any of this, and was even attracted to such women tremensely. Their relationship worked fine, it was like a ying/yang for Haruka and the sex was good, and she enjoyed being fucked by Seiya. She had never had an orgasm from penetration, but Seiya was more than willing to use her hands or even mouth to get Haruka where she needed to be.
The steam rose up from the strainer as she placed the noodles into another bowl and poured the home made tomato sauce into it. Cooking was a new hobby Haruka enjoyed, after an injury, she was no longer able to partake in motocross during the off season of Formula 1. So for six months, she found other ways to keep herself busy and that included attending cooking classes at the local community taught by the famous and well known chef, Makoto Kino.
Seiya came from behind and kissed Haruka on the neck and nipped at her ear. Haruka laughed and pulled back, pushing Seiya away who only laughed and slapped Haruka on the butt.
"It smells good."
"I know it does," Haruka said smugly.
Seiya leaned against the countertop near the stove.
"Sooooo..." Seiya started. "Have you thought about it?" Seiya was referring to Oasis Clinic.
Oasis Clinic was a fertility clinic. It was ran by Ami Mizuno, the wife of Makoto. Ten years ago when Haruka was 14, the clinic was ran by Ami's mother who had found a way for those in same sex relations to have children in which the children would contain DNA from both parents and exclude the DNA from the sperm taken from the male. Of course, the clinic was met with rave reviews, and was all over the world about the breakthrough in science for same sex couples or even females who weren't able to conceive naturally.
"I mean, we're talking about marriage...and we've talked about kids too." Seiya said.
"...Yeah..."
"Haruka." Haruka's hands were taken from the spoon she was using to stir the pasta. She was turned so she was facing Seiya. Her eyes glared at Haruka and she said very sternly, "I want kids, Haruka."
Haruka took her hands from Seiya and wiped them on her apron. Not meeting Seiya's eyes, she asked, "Why do I have to get pregnant?"
"Okay, now you're being obtuse." Seiya was annoyed and Haruka could tell from her voice. Haruka threaded lightly when Seiya was in such a mood. It wasn't like she was afraid of Seiya when the person got upset but she had a temper, a temper Haruka didn't like to experience. And maybe...maybe she should have listened to Setsuna, her good friend, when she had told Haruka Seiya's temper was a red flag.
Setsuna could say such straight forward comments: "women ignore red flags even when being punched in the face literally".
Seiya sighed and Haruka heard her footsteps leaving the kitchen. It was then she didn't realize she had been holding in so much air until Seiya left the vicinity, and she released, going back to the pasta.
Seiya placed her cell phone to the side when she saw Haruka enter into the dining room with their plates. They sat side by side and thanked their food before eating. Seiya wiped her mouth before speaking, followed by swallowing.
"The, uh, record label signed on several new artist."
"Oh," Haruka acknowledged. "Any good ones?"
"Not but one. His name is Michiru Kaioh. He was born and raised in Japan when young but moved to the U.S. around ten or so. He speaks Japanese with an American accent."
"Wow, what music does he do?"
"Classical hip hop."
Haruka nearly choked on the penne noodles. She took her glass of water and swallowed, never hearing of such a genre before and even still, the idea of it sounded ludacris.
Seiya laughed, "It's true. But he's good and a big hit in the U.S. He's signed on the U.S side already so the label wants him on Japan's side as well."
"Don't hear of too many dudes playing classical." Haruka chuckled.
"Well..." Seiya paused. "He's like me." Haruka looked up at her girlfriend. "He goes by all pronouns but is assigned female at birth. There are some differences. Like he has his breast and my cock is bigger." They laughed together like a bunch of teenagers attempting to skip school before eating again.
"That's so cool your label is so open to LGBT artist. It's so inclusive."
The label wasn't always like that. In fact, if it weren't for Seiya and her sisters of the Three Lights, the label would still be ignorant and judgmental. It helped though that the best selling artist on the label and in Asia was a group of masc presenting women who weren't afraid to go by all pronouns, who weren't afraid to show off the scars of their top surgery, who weren't afraid to go into the mens' restroom. And with millions of adoring fans, of course the label was going to open themselves up to a more diverse line up.
After dinner, Haruka and Seiya sat on the couch in front of the TV watching some streaming show. They cuddled and Haruka ran her hand over Seiya's chest, noticing the scars weren't visible really. It was like Seiya never had breast at all. Haruka kissed Seiya's right nipple before moving her lips along Seiya's neck until getting to the chin, where she kissed that too.
"You coming to the meet and greet with me next Friday, see the new artist on the label?" Seiya whispered.
Haruka's hand traveled from Seiya's chest to the bulge in her pants. The masculine woman bit her lip, liking where Haruka was taking things. Seiya closed her eyes, loving every scent of Haruka, and every curve of her. It was like she ached when Haruka was around and when she wasn't. That was why she wanted, needed so desperately to marry this woman and bring life into this world with this woman. This woman, who was as fast as the wind, was Seiya's everything.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Next chapter...not sure...
