It was 3am on the dot. The library lights were still turned on, as if it was normal for someone to be inside at that hour. In a giant love seat sat a girl with curly, aquamarine hair in criss cross position. A few locks fell in front of her face as she scanned her computer screen intensely with her eyes. She had a mug of coffee sitting beside her and would occasionally taking a giant gulp.

In the chair adjacent was another girl, curled up with a blanket in a deep sleep. They had arrived around 8 that night, planning to leave by ten or so. Their first exams of the semester were coming up and they had to receive a high score. Michiru pounded her hand against her temple, trying desperately to remember a definition.

Minako Aino snored lightly, her long blonde hair was tied in a messy bun and she was dressed in pj pants and a huge t-shirt, unlike her friend who was wearing a teal sweater and black leggings. Michiru hadn't even taken her ankle boots off, she was so invested in her studying.

So invested, that she didn't notice another person enter the library until there was a loud crash. Michiru jumped and nearly fell out of the chair. Minako didn't even flinch! The girl could sleep through a hurricane.

She slowly reached in her purse for a switch blade. The last thing she needed was to get murdered the night before her biology exam. She made her way across the giant library, looked through the shelves of books, and somehow managed to crash right into the said intruder.

"Fuck…" The woman winced, holding her head. Michiru looked up and immediately recognized her. "You…you're Minako's girlfriend right?" Michiru had rarely seen the handsome blonde that her roommate spoke so highly of, even though her dorm room was right across from theirs. But now that she had, ….damn..

"Wha-No we're just friends… who are you?" The tall blonde questioned. Michiru gave her a look. "Im her roommate.. The real question is what the hell are you doing in here at 3 in the morning? You're clearly not studying." Haruka reached behind her and picked up a dropped object.

"I left this." It was a box to an apple laptop charger. "Late night Netflix binge…heh…" Michiru sweat dropped and stood up, wobbling slightly. Haruka followed her example and took this as a chance to stare her over.

"You are seriously watching TV the night before an exam." Michiru stated. Haruka shrugged at her nonchalantly and nodded. "yep." The shorter woman was utterly confused at how a college student could be so careless, yet still manage to get into the nicest school in Japan.

"Well, I'll see you around, gorgeous." Haruka whispered with a playful wink. Michiru knew she was joking, but couldn't help the rising blush accumulating her cheeks.

—

Michiru raised a hand, volunteering for her group to debate a subject she was quite serious about. And look how lucky she was, her opponent was none other than the infamous Haruka Tenoh. The tomboy stood up and eyed Michiru, smiling.

"Topic is abortion. Miss Kaioh you are debating that abortion should be legal. Miss Tenoh, you will be debating that abortion should be illegal. Alright?" Both women nodded.

"I believe abortion should not be legal. My reason for this is simple, said mother would be killing a human, a developing human. That is equivalent to homicide. They would be ending a life, a life of a new person." She sent Michiru a challenging stare and concluded her words.

"I do not believe that abortion is a crime at all. This is an underdeveloped person that does not yet possess true consciousness. And i don't think ending a life would be the appropriate choice of words. Technically it is not a human lifeform yet." Michiru replied easily.

"Then what do you call a group of cells forming into a little, tiny human in your stomach. The child is alive. You cant just do that. you need to give the kid a shot at life! That could be a future pro football player or musical prodigy growing inside of you! Killing them is inhumane." Haruka seemed a bit heated, considering she ended her sentence in a snarl.

"I don't believe you are going deep enough into this Miss Tenoh." Michiru shot back. "Think of the mother's situation. Some women and girls get pregnant at 13 years old. It may sound absolutely shameful but it is a common issue. Would you want to have a child at 14? Careless one night stands can also impregnate a woman. Do you think that they want to track down the stranger that fucked them and tell him they are starting a family? without a chance for real love?" Michiru's voice was raised now as well.

Haruka scoffed, as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing right now. "How the hell would you like it if your mother decided it wasn't her responsibility to have you? You wouldnt. be. standing. here! I don't care how they got that baby!" She stomped over so she was inches away from the aqua haired woman.

"Thats fucked up! You don't take anyones feelings into consideration do you?!"

"Enough!" The professors voice was booming and he stepped between the two women who were dangerously close to each other. "If you two have issues unrelated to this subject then you can settle them outside of my classroom!"

They each gathered their things and left the room, extremely exasperated. "You don't know shit." Haruka growled.

"And if someone was raped?" Michiru's voice was quieter now and she stared at her feet. Haruka chewed on her lip, noticing the devastated expression on Michiru's face.

"And if it was a traumatizing, horrific experience. And she was still forced to have that child and let it be a constant reminder of what happened to her….how do you think she would feel?"

There were fresh tears streaming down her cheeks. She looked utterly broken. Haruka's eyes widened in realization. "Oh Michiru…I'm so sorry." She whispered. She wanted to reach out and embrace the girl but that wouldn't be the most appropriate thing to do at the moment.

"You didn't know." Michiru answered almost immediately. "But i swear to whatever god you believe in if you start treating me all sympathetically, ill cut the head off of the dick we both know you have." With that Michiru, strode away.

"I'm an atheist, just saying!" Haruka yelled after her.
—-

It had been a long, agonizing day and all Michiru wanted was to take a hot shower. She sighed contently as the warm water hit her tense muscles and seemed to loosen them up a bit. It was around 9 at night, a few people showered around that time, but it wasn't too crowded.

She leaned up against the wall and closed her eyes. She must've stayed that way for ten minutes, because she started hearing complaints of a line. She quietly continued her shower, in hope people wouldn't notice her presence.

When she heard footsteps come near her stall she froze, please don't notice me, please please… Swoosh! There went the curtain. Michiru screamed and tried to grab it back. "Ohhh shit.." Her intruder was laughing right now.

"Haruka!" Michiru screamed at the top of her lungs, while in a desperate attempt to wrap the curtains around herself. The tall blonde was still caught up in a pile of laughter at Michiru's flustered state.

"I-Im sorry!" She took a few deep breaths before recessing her usual playfulness. "Well, not really…" She corrected herself, staring Michiru's partially covered body down and sending her a mouthwatering look.

"Get OUT!" Michiru shrieked, sinking to the floor and blushing wildly. Haruka bent down beside her. "I'm sorry, I didn't think anyone was in here.." She said honestly. Michiru just looked at her as if she had grown a second head. "Haruka stop making excuses to look at me and just go!"

The blonde laughed broadly and stood. "I really am sorry Michiru." She said quite honestly, or she was a really good actress.

"You're fine. just leave..!" `

"Okay, I'm going!"

Why was it they always had to run into each other in the worst situations?
—

"Haruka really seems to take a liking to you." Minako commented later that night. Michiru froze mid-cloth folding before snorting and continuing. "I'm sure she does."

"Isnt she so dreamy?" The golden haired girl sighed happily and bounced back on her bed. Michiru sat down to read her brand new book she'd checked out while Minako gawked over their blonde neighbor. They could both hear obnoxiously loud punk rock music playing from the dorm adjacent to them. "I swear to god!" Michiru slammed her book down and stood up.

"Aw no Mich! I like her music!" Minako whined. The aquanette sent her a look before stomping across the hall and rapping angrily on Haruka's door. No answer. All she could hear were a bunch of rowdy college kids hooping and hollering.

Kick. Kick KICK.

Finally, the door flew open, and their she was. Dressed in a crop top and high wasted black shorts. Her makeup was done perfectly and her hair was swept to the side. She looked…beautiful.

"Oh hey!" She smiled with her perfect white teeth, opening the door wider. Michiru looked in past her shoulder to see about 15 people in the strangely large room. The scent of smoke invaded her senses.

"Damn! Theres a party and you didn't tell me? Shame on you!" Minako's loud voice chirped. "Fuck… Haruka you look so hot!" And in she went, kindly pushing Haruka aside and heading straight for a group of girls in the back.

"You look…really pretty." Michiru said blankly, noticing Haruka's breasts and perfectly toned legs. The blonde furrowed her eyebrows at the compliment and just took Michiru's hand, pulling her inside.

"Just cause my hair is short doesn't mean I'm not a woman." Haruka whispered into her ear, that enchanting smile still playing on her lips. Michiru blushed, realizing the way Haruka's breasts swiftly brushed against her back.

"Th-Thats not what I meant…" She stuttered out, smelling the pleasant aroma that was Haruka's perfume. The blonde just smiled and gazed at Michiru from under her extremely long eyelashes. "You need to loosen up." She concluded after a minute of staring.

Michiru gulped and just stared at the drink Haruka was holding out to her. "Oh come on. You can't take it?" She teased. Michiru shot her an offended look before snatching the drink right from her hands. "Cant take a drink…" She muttered under her breath before downing it.

"Atta girl!" The slightly drunk Haruka cheered. This led to both of them indulging in more than a few more bottles. The music was blaring and Michiru was finally dancing. Minako was dying of laughter at her friend's antics.

A few hours passed and more people flooded in. It was a house party. Michiru suddenly went pale, noticing a painfully familiar face. "Fuck. Haruka!" She called out. The blonde ended her conversation and edged her way through all the people to reach Michiru.

"Whats up? You look pale…" Haruka commented. The aquamarine beauty just nodded over to a woman in the back. Haruka followed her gaze and raised an eyebrow. "She's my ex.. And she's looking over here.." Michiru whispered. "Yeah, so?" Haruka glared at the familiar woman.

"I need you to do me a favor." Michiru Insisted quickly. The tall blonde seemed confused. Before she could even ask, Michiru had pulled her in and was aggressively making out with her. At first she was surprised, but that disappeared quickly when she took Michiru by her hips and pulled her in, kissing her savagely.

The woman across the room flinched visibly. Michiru was watching her every move from the corner of her eye. Both girls were completely out of breath when their kiss finally ended.

"I'll do you a favor anytime." Haruka forced out in between heavy breaths.

—-

Michiru woke up on the floor. Something she had never had happen to her. Sitting up, she felt a sudden throbbing in her head. "Fuck…" Next came a sudden pain from her nose. And a feeling of …. metal?!

A loud, shrilling scream filled the college campus.

Haruka shot out of her bed, frantically looking around her. Her eyes finally settled on a familiar face. On her floor was a horrified Michiru. "My NOSE!" She shrieked, tears filling her eyes.

"Holy…." There it was, a sterling silver ring right through Michiru's nose. It kinda looked hot. Haruka crawled to the edge of her bed to take a better look. Michiru just yelled out in terror again, hands shaking and lingering just above it.

"How the hell?! What did you do?!" She suddenly growled, meeting Haruka's eyes. The blonde grew alarmed and tossed her hands up in a surrendering motion. "I had nothing to do with this, I swear!" Now that was more of a white lie. In all honesty, Haruka didn't remember anything that happened past 12 am.

"Oh.. this is all your fault you reckless woman! You just had to have a party and drag me in with you! And now i have a hunk of metal stabbed into my nose!" Michiru cried. Haruka gasped to herself as a sudden memory overcame her.

Flashback.

"You gotta look cool, Michiru! You're so goody two shoes." Haruka slurred. They sat on the counter in the dorm bathroom. God knows how they even ended up there in the first place.

"How though? Its not like i can just zap myself into.. coolness!" Michiru blabbed back, twirling her hair. Haruka observed her for a minute before an idea struck.

"You need a piercing." When Michiru just tilted her head, Haruka explained herself. "I can do it! I did this for a living before college. I have the stuff in my room!" She suggested. Michiru smiled at this proposition.

"I'm so in."
—

"No! No i CHANGE MY MIND! Haruka I'm serious!" Michiru yelled, trying to struggle free from the current body lock she was stuck in. apparently some of Haruka's friends had taken an interest in helping.

"Mich, calm the fuck down. It'll only hurt for a second!" Haruka argued back, picking up her clamp and needle. The aquamarine haired woman screamed just at the sight of it.

"You are gonna look so fucking cool. See, I have one too." Haruka said encouragingly, applying the alcohol to a cotton ball and then leaning into the now crying Michiru. "You are brave. You are so brave." She whispered gently as she prepared the tools. Michiru whimpered, clasping tightly onto Haruka's arm.

"Alright I want you to take a deep breath." she instructed. Michiru did as told and inhaled deeply. "I'm scared…" She whispered meekly. Haruka gently ran a hand through her hair. "Don't be. You can trust me, Michiru."

And with that, she pushed the needle through, and a loud scream erupted. "Breathe, Michiru just breathe through the pain." haruka told her, fixing the nose ring in.

"Good, Good girl.."

—-
"Oops.." She said aloud, staring at her friend. "Come here and let me see it, make sure its not infected or anything." Michiru reluctantly crawled over to the bed.

"Nah….You're good." Haruka told her after a minute of close observation. The aqua haired woman just gaped at her. The pure shock was controlling her system at the moment, and well, a hangover.

"How am I here? Why am I not in my room?" Michiru questioned, standing up and staring at herself in the mirror. Haruka ran a hand through her disheveled blonde hair and shrugged.

"I think you passed out." She said, hopping off the bed and making her way to the coffee machine. "Hey, its not like we slept together or anything." She added with a wink.

"Of course not." Michiru confirmed, shooting her a glare. The tall blonde pulled out two mugs and popped in a powder cup. "Mmm, coffee and painkillers. Brings back some hot memories" Haruka drooled over the remembrances of the girls she had spent many nights with.

"You are so gross!" Michiru yelped once she caught on. Haruka erupted into laughter. Michiru shamelessly snatched her coffee cup from Haruka's hands and began to stir in some creamer.

"I gotta get back to my room and pack…" Michiru mumbled to herself, searching for her shoes. Haruka's ears perked up at those words. "For what?"

"The trip to the mountains. If we go we get a free test grade in History." Haruka just nodded knowingly. Michiru finally spotted her shoes and slipped them back onto her feet.

"Ha. I'm already packed for that shit." Haruka bragged. Michiru rolled her eyes mockingly and tossed her aqua hair into a high ponytail. "Well I'm not. So I'm going." She announced, opening the door.

"See you there gorgeous!" Haruka called out behind her in an overly fake voice. Michiru chuckled and just continued on her way.

Maybe she wasnt so bad.