"Alright. Dorms 305 and 306 are sharing a room. It is….Room 101! Next are dorms 307 and 308…" Michiru made immediate eye contact with Mianko after their administrators sentence.

The golden blonde looked like she had just won the lottery. She dragged Michiru onto the elevator, mumbling about all of the 'adorable souvenirs' she found in the gift shop and how lucky they were to be sharing a dorm with Haruka and her roommate. She happened to be a transfer student from russia.

Her hair was very blonde, almost white. Her eyes were these extremely light blue sapphires. She was beautiful and extremely different looking. But she never seemed to talk. Michiru had smiled at her a few times in the halls and though she would return the gesture, she'd go right back to staring at her feet.

They were glad to drop their heavy bags when they arrived in the room. Minako shamelessly dropped to the floor, rolling around like a child and giggling. Michiru just shook her head and smiled at her best friend's antics.

"Hey guys." The door opened and in walked their roomies for the weekend. Michiru took a bag from Haruka's arms and brought it across the room. Her roommate, Nadia came in right behind her, clutching a bag to her chest.

"Can I get that for you?" Michiru asked sweetly. Nadia gulped and nodded silently, handing over her bag. "Are you alright?" Haruka asked, rubbing the shorter girl's back. Nadia gave her a smile, "Hai, Haruka chan."

They spent the next hour preparing the sleeping mats and plugging in the TV. "How come there are only two?" Minako asked.

"Guess the school didn't feel like paying for 4." Haruka mused from her spot in the corner. She had not participated in anything but lifting the heavy mats; Michiru shot her a glare.

"Alright we can figure this out later. I'm going to the hot springs to relax." Michiru announced. Haruka and Minako's heads shot up and they both grew excited smiles. "Lets all go together!" Minako chirped.

"Fine. Nadia, you'll come too right?" The aqua haired woman asked. The girl nodded and stood up. They all put on their robes and left the room. Minako seemed to be getting through to the shy foreign girl as she made a stupid joke about strange Japanese vending machines.

"So.. Whats with her?" Michiru asked Haruka. The tall blonde looked thoughtfully at her roommate ahead of her before turning back to Michiru. "She's not very fluent in English. She hates speaking to people, but I broke her wall a while back, she's really a sweet girl. Just not the talkative type." She explained.

"Ah…I see. Are you two very close?" She questioned further. "Yeah, we are." Michiru nodded, a sour look flashing on her face for half a second. "Seems like Mina might be taking my place." Haruka laughed, gesturing to how the two were now holding hands and giggling as the group entered the bathhouse.

"Alright ladies, robes off and time to party!" Minako ordered, ditching her own robe and revealing her naked body to the group "Am I not just the sexiest human ever?!" Nadia squealed and covered her eyes. "Ah…" Haruka pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Minako! Thats informal!" Michiru shouted, pushing her roommate into the large bath. The golden blonde came back up sputtering water and mimicking Michiru in a high pitched voice. "Thats informal Minako! I'm little miss perfect and I totally don't have a developing crush on Haru-OW MICHIRU!"

"Its custom, Nadia. You aren't supposed to wear anything in Japanese hot springs. Mina just wants to show off.." Haruka explained, raising her voice over the loud argument of the other two girls. The russian girl grew a giant blush and shook her head wildly. Michiru looked hesitantly at Haruka, and then at her own covering.

"Nadia, Its fine. You'll need to grow accustomed to the way we do things anyway." Haruka continued. Nadia sighed in defeat, removed her robe, and jumped into that hot spring before anyone could even blink.

Haruka laughed and untied her robe, tossing it off. Minako let out a wolf whistle, earning a full faced water splash from the tomboy. Michiru was left, caught in a sudden staring contest with Haruka.

"Uh.. sorry." She stumbled over a rock before dropping her towel and stepping in. Haruka smirked and looked away. She could tell Michiru was feeling a bit self conscious around her, custom or no custom.

"OOh! Is that like a cave or something?! Nadia come check this out!" Minako exclaimed, doggy paddling her way across the large pool. Nadia followed behind her eagerly.

"I see you, Haruka." Michiru exasperatedly stated, snapping the blonde out of her trance. The trance she was in while staring at Michiru's giant breasts. She laughed nervously and scratched the back of her neck.

It took her a moment but it finally hit her. How beautiful Michiru looked just then, bathed in moonlight and with sparkling dewdrops on her cheeks and dripping from her dark eyelashes. Her skin was glistening, her collarbone was sharp and defined.

The aquamarine haired woman was too busy looking up at the sky to notice Haruka's stare anymore. She dipped her head in and began to float on her back, making out constellations in her mind. "You showing off?" She heard Haruka's muffled voice say.

Coming back onto her feet, she just smiled and shook her head. "No…. But, are you impressed?" She asked slyly. The taller woman smirked at her and leaned in a bit. "Extremely, actually." She whispered back, earning another set of giggles.

"I was looking at the stars. There are a lot of constellations tonight." Michiru explained, treading her way over to her friend. "Here, look up." Haruka followed instructions and lifted her head. Why hadn't she looked up before? Well, perhaps because she had a better view down here.

"Here's Orion's belt." Michiru pointed up and Haruka squinted. "Where? Theres so many." She kept searching, but just couldn't place it. Michiru gently took the blonde's arm and led her finger to the sky. "This one." She whispered, gently moving her wrist along, sending shivers down Haruka's spine.

"I see it now." She replied, her voice locked in a raspy whisper. Michiru felt her heart thumping wildly. Biting her lip, she turned and met Haruka's eyes. They stared intensely at each other. The sandy blonde swallowed hard, inching their faces closer.

"We're going! Everyones meeting up in the lobby!" Minako shouted, letting Nadia follow close behind. The two women didn't even flinch. As soon as the pair had left, Michiru wrapped a hand around Haruka's neck and pulled her in.

Haruka placed her arm around Michiru's waist and their lips met in a passionate kiss. A kiss that didn't seem to stop. The taller woman pushed Michiru against the wall of the steaming pool and began to kiss down her neck.

Her hands began to roam down Michiru's body, finding a full breast and caressing it. "Oh my god…" Michiru breathed out. Haruka smiled against her lips and took possession of them once more.

—-

They returned to the room later, wrapped up in fresh pajamas. Minako and Nadia were lying on one of the beds watching TV. Both heads turned when the two women entered.

"Why are you two so late? And blushed… Is there some sort of love I don't know about?!" Mianko questioned. Michiru just hurled a towel at her and made a break for it. She was feeling regretful of what she did. Of course it was extremely pleasing! But it was Haruka! She liked Haruka, and she didn't want to admit that to herself.

The tall blonde looked at the place where Michiru had once stood and decided to let her have some space. Meanwhile, the aqua haired woman sat in the hallway, head in her knees, trying to figure this out.

"Whatcha doing down there?" She lifted her head and immediately rolled her eyes. This was the last thing she needed. Rei smiled cunningly and sat herself down right beside Michiru.

"This doesn't have anything to do with you and Tenoh Haruka fucking each other's brains out in the public bath now does it?" She whispered roughly. The beautiful woman looked at Rei, astonished.

"How did you-"

"I wanted to have a peaceful evening in the springs… You were surprisingly loud, just like I remember you." She commented slyly. Michiru blushed and connected her eyes to the ground.

"You really think she'll stick around? People like her and I, we never do. Tenoh's a free spirit, she wouldn't give that up for some college fling." Reig said matter of factly. Though Michiru was hurt from those words, what if they were true?

She wasn't good enough for the beautiful tomboy. She wasn't good enough for anyone, and that is why she'd always kept to herself. She was probably just another good lay for Haruka.

Silently, she stood up and walked groggily down the hall, a wave of tiredness and sadness overcoming her. Michiru was diagnosed with clinical depression years ago, but it still bugged her just the same. She never really got used to it.

The cots were set up when she opened the door. Minako and Nadia sat on one playing cards together. Haruka was sprawled out on the other, earbuds in and her feet were kicking hysterically. Obviously that rock music again.

"Ah, Mich! Me and Nadia wanna sleep together. Thats okay right?" Minako called out, placing a card in front of her crossed feet. Her tired blue eyes shot wide open and her mouth did too, but no words of protest formed.

That thing was way too small for two people in the first place! Their bodies would be pressed together all night. She couldn't… Haruka couldn't! She swatted the blonde's arm and Haruka tumbled over, ripping an earbud out.

"That hurt!" She yelped, rubbing her forearm and glaring at Michiru. "Did you not hear what they just said?" Michiru hissed under her breath. Haruka just shook her head, eyes wide and slightly confused. The aquanette nodded her head in the direction of their roommates, who were snuggling under the covers.

"Oh…. Well, alright." She scooted over and patted the spot next to her, smiling sinisterly at Michiru. The shorter woman stared hesitantly at the small space and then at Haruka again. "Come on. Its fine." The sandy blonde reassured.

Michiru ignored the instinct that told her to just sleep across the room and crawled in. Haruka turned the lights off and helped her friend get situated. Michiru thought back to her previous days of dating Rei, and how she was happy.

But that had ended in a disaster. Haruka would be the same, but this feeling she had was nothing like those she'd developed for Rei. This was a whole new realm of attraction.

Michiru had never had any luck with love. In any way. She knew she would never even try being with a man. Not after what happened. Even though it was years ago, it would scar her for the rest of her life.

Ever since the night she was raped, she had a strong hatred for all men. Her father hadn't been there for her, not once. He left them when she was just a little girl. Typical. In fact, the one who raped her was merely a reckless teenager, they both were.

She had been weak and vulnerable. She took the damned red solo cup right from him and downed it. But it was not her fault, and it never would be. He was a predator and she just happened to be his prey.

But what sickened her the most is that he had impregnated her. And she would never give birth to his child. So her only option was abortion.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt Haruka's body pressed against her own, spooning her. She wanted to sink into the covers and disappear. Haruka obviously wasn't doing this intentionally. The bed was so small that she couldn't even move her arms from above her head, unless they were to encircle themselves around Michiru's waist. And she couldn't do that.

Michiru felt guilty about this. Its not that she didn't enjoy the concept of Haruka holding her. In fact, that was really what she needed right now to get rid of all these dark thoughts. "You can't sleep like that. Here." She gently took Haruka's wrists and led them under the blankets and around her torso.

"Are you sure?" The blonde asked hesitantly, but not moving. "Yeah.. I-I just really need someone to.." She blushed deeply, thank god for the almost pitch blackness or she never would have had the guts to finish this sentence. "I want you to hold me.." She whispered.

Haruka was silent for a few seconds and that worried Michiru. Had she gone too far? Suddenly, those two surprisingly strong arms turned Michiru around so she was facing Haruka. She brought the beauty into her chest and connected their lips, softly. Their legs were now tangled together and they were kissing a bit more passionately.

The hands that were resting on Michiru's lower back began to travel downwards until they were grasping her perfect bottom. The aqua haired beauty gasped at the feeling and slid her tongue into Haruka's mouth, encouraging her.

She gently pulled Michiru's pajama shorts down along with her panties. The shorter woman blushed and buried her face in Haruka's neck. "We shouldn't…." She whispered. But Haruka was already slipping the tank top down, exposing her bare breasts. She seeped her teeth into Haruka's shoulder and wrapped her legs around her waist.

She found herself sliding the blonde's sweatpants down her legs and pushing her thigh between them. Haruka did the same. They began to grind against each other, kissing deeply and trying desperately not to cry out in raw pleasure.

Michiru's nails sunk into Haruka's shoulder, causing Haruka to bite her own lip, caught in the mixture of pain and pleasure. Michiru moaned out loud, and Haruka was quick to kiss her again.

She couldn't have her being too loud, or the others would hear. Michiru closed her eyes, trying to stop the tears from escaping. It wasn't that she was presently sad or hurt, it was just mixed emotion, bubbling up and pouring out of her.

Her whole body seemed to disappear as she came, something new possessing her and making her it's own. She fell into Haruka's warm chest, and she could hear how fast her heart was beating.

They were holding so tightly onto each other, basking in the warmth of the other. Michiru would never take for granted the gentle and safe caress of another woman. She knew she wouldn't ever resort to the likes of men again.

They were a disgraceful, untamed and wild category of people. Though they did have a few good ones amongst their breed, it was so hard to find them these days.

But it was useless to think of that now, when she should be focused on the beautiful woman that she was currently giving her body to.

Haruka was enough.

—

The sunrise was breathtaking. Michiru leaned into the railing of the balcony, letting the soft breeze ruffle her curls. Early mornings were something she would never be tired of.

"Michiru Kaioh." She turned around and spotted Minako standing in the doorway of the balcony. "God, its cold out here. Take this." She wrapped a blanket around Michiru's exposed shoulders.

"Thanks." She took a smoke from her cigarette and offered it to Minako. Her best friend accepted willingly, then softly closed the door behind her. "We need to talk, Mich."

"About what?"

Minako gave her a look that indicated she knew Michiru was playing dumb. "About you and that woman, asleep inside." Michiru scoffed, and plucked her cig right out of Minako's fingers.

"Me and Nadia? Well, we were definitely getting to be friends before you jumped in and snatched her for yourse-"

"Michiru stop. Im not fucking stupid. I know you and Haruka slept together. I know something is going on between you two." Michiru shakily took another hit.

There was a lasting silence, the kind that was practically screaming to be filled with words. Then Michiru turned to face her fully. "Yeah, we did. What's wrong with it?" She asked defensively.

Minako just stared at her for a long time, her facial expressions switching from hurt, to contemplative, then back to hurt. "I just thought you would tell me. Since I'm your best friend, and not keep things from me."

"You know I'm gay, so is she. You should have expected this." Michiru defended. She knew she was hurting her friend, but she felt protective over herself for some reason.

"I didnt think you'd get with her 'just because she's gay too'. That's ridiculous. I thought you hated her!" Minako crossed her arms, feeling a bit frustrated herself. She had only asked a simple question and Michiru was jumping all over her.

"Well, I don't hate her. I don't know how I feel. Have you ever considered that? That people don't make huge decisions in 3 seconds?" She asked, voice low and harsh.

"Yes, I have considered that Michiru. I've contemplated on my own choices for longer than 3 seconds. I'm not an idiot. Why is it that you always think i'm some dumb blonde? I worked just as hard to get here as you did."

"Minako I don't think that-"

"Don't, Michiru." She seemed to trip on her words. "Just don't talk to me."

She turned away, and disappeared back inside. Michiru put her cigarette out. She threw her head back and stared at the young, pink sky. She was feeling incredibly angry at herself for pushing someone so vital to her life away so quickly.

But she felt as if she were crumbling inside, like she had been falling apart for years and never noticed until now. She had the yearning, the need to be close to Haruka. To love and hold her and never leave her.

Why? Why? Why do I feel this way? Its so fucking annoying. She thought to herself. Michiru believed deeply in her future always ending with her alone. Sitting, thinking, wishing for someone but eventually accepting her fate.

"Oh god….Shut up!" She whispered to herself, overwhelmed with her thoughts. She slipped back inside. Minako was lying on her back, staring at the ceiling. When she saw Michiru, she turned away.

Haruka was curled into herself, clutching a pillow close to her chest. As she took a closer look, Michiru observed that Haruka looked a lot like a child when she slept.

Her breathing was full and even, her long eyelashes fluttered as her breath caught in her throat for a moment. She stirred, her eyebrows furrowing with displeasure, then settled when her breathing returned to normal.

She was beautiful. So, so beautiful.

—

It was only 7:00, and everyone was to report to the lobby around 9:30 to leave on the historic tour. Michiru sat at a table, a steaming cup of coffee warming her hands.

Her earbuds were tucked in, playing classical violin. She flipped a page in 'Little Women' and sighed. If only she could be satisfied with simple things like this. But she always needed something more. She disgusted herself.

"So you're an early bird?" She looked up from her book, then quickly pulled out her earbuds. "Haruka? Here, sit down." She gestured to the chair beside her.

"What are you listening to?"

"Bach."

Haruka scrunched up her nose, then laughed. "I hate classical music." Michiru rolled her eyes and placed one earbud back in. The coffee burned her tongue, so she took a longer sip.

"Or, you just say that to fit your image and you secretly love it." Michiru commented, closing the book and making full on eye contact. Her expression was playful, and Haruka just wanted to kiss the hell out of her.

"You look very well put together, for this early in the morning." She commented, gesturing to Michiru's skinny jeans and large, honey colored sweater, completed with leathered ankle boots. Her aqua hair was pulled back into a curly ponytail and her face was complete with a soft makeup look.

"I can't say the same for you." Her eyes widened as they landed on Haruka's chest, her perky nipples perfectly visible through the thin white teeshirt. "H-Haruka! You're in a public space!" She pointed to her breasts like they were a neon orange traffic cone.

Haruka looked down at herself and then at Michiru, obviously a bit baffled. Her response came quickly. "Or, you could view it like this; I am a woman. And I have just as much a right to show my body as a man does. End of story."

She took hold of Michiru's coffee, taking a long sip. She ran a hand through her hair then looked at Michiru for a long time. "What's wrong?"

"What?"

"Somethings wrong. I can tell by looking at you."

Michiru chewed on her bottom lip, leaning back in her chair. "I don't know, Minako and I fought this morning." She replied as casually as she could. Haruka's expression did not change.

"About what?"

"You."

Michiru smiled at Haruka's initial surprise. The blonde pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her chin on top of them. "So you were fighting over me?" She asked boastfully.

"No. I never said that. We were arguing about you. Well, more about what happened between the two of us last night." She reached out her hand and brushed Haruka's hair back, almost by reflex. "She knows." Haruka furrowed her brows and stared at her knees. "Oh."

"Oh. Well," She looked up at Michiru and smiled. "Thats actually kinda hot. You never know, she could be upstairs, shut up in a bathroom stall with her hand down her pants. Thinking about my fingers in your puss-"

"Tenoh Haruka! Stop that!" A dark blush accumulated on Michiru's narrow cheeks and she slapped Haruka's arm, pretending to be angry to hide her arousal. Haruka laughed, letting her hand slide up Michiru's thigh, her thumb rubbing against it.

"It isn't funny, Haruka. Talking about those things makes me…"

"Makes you what?" Haruka's breath was hot against her ear. Her hand had now moved between Michiru's legs, rubbing her. Hard. She gasped, then cupped her hand over her mouth.

"H-haruka… We're in public.." She whispered, opening her legs wider despite her better judgement. "Well, it certainly seems like this is what you want." Haruka whispered back.

"Y-yeah maybe. But not here, you idiot." She pulled Haruka's hand away, releasing her breath. Haruka exhaled too, a smirk playing on her lips. "I like how feisty you are. It turns me on."

Michiru gulped down the rest of her coffee. "I'm not surprised. You'd fuck anything with a pulse, Haruka Tenoh." The blonde whipped her head around and gasped, looking all offended.

"Bitch."

"Dyke." Michiru replied easily, giving Haruka a wink.

"Right back at you, Kaioh."