Haruka sighed slightly, tightening her grip on the handles of her motorcycle as the woman behind her tightened her grip around the blondes waist. They’d been driving for what seemed like forever, yet neither seemed to want the magic of speeding together into the wind to end. ‘But it had to eventually…’ Haruka thought regretfully as she saw her destination, the first site for the photo shoot the next day. The beach was beautifully lit in moonlight; the silver expanse of rolling waves foaming along the silver sand seemed to bacon them to it. A small grin graced Haruka’s features as she pulled the Bike off the highway, knowing Michiru hadn’t seen it yet, since her head was still buried into the center of her back, between her shoulder blades. “We’re here” The blonde murmured into the microphone that let them talk through the helmets, causing Michiru to jump slightly before yawning, stretching her arms as the Bike finally coasted to a stop in the center of the beach. “Oh Haruka…it’s…magnificent.” The younger woman gasped, awed by the majestic beauty around her, “but I thought we were going for dinner?” “We are.” Haruka smiled, pulling the cover off the small compartment at the back to withdraw a small basket of food and a slim paper bag that held a bottle of Bailey’s. Michiru smiled, gazing up at the blonde as she pulled the helmet off her head, running a hand through her hair while carrying her parcels with the other. She walked forward some, looking for the right spot while her companion took off her shoes and socks, setting them aside before tiptoeing into the freezing water. Turning around after rolling out a small beach blanket, Haruka watched the beautiful woman wade into the water as far as her mini skirted business suit, obviously chosen by Setsuna for it’s style, would let her. The ocean seemed to welcome her, rolling its waves with the graceful movements of her feet on the ocean floor. The silver of the moon glinted off the surface of the water, seeming to make her hair shimmer and her eyes glitter with repressed emotion. “That’s why I knew you were perfect for me” Haruka blurted, blushing as Michiru glanced up to gawk at her, “I mean, for the job, with the beach and…yea” Michiru laughed as her employer rubbed the back of her neck, flushing under her intent gaze. She felt slightly barren inside as the other woman turned away to pick up the bottle of Bailey’s, pouring the thick liquid into two crystal flutes. ‘Get your head out of the clouds Michiru, she’s probably only interested in you because, well, like she said, you’re perfect for the job’ the aquamarine haired girl thought, blushing to herself as her inner voice told her it was something more then that. “I hope you like Bailey’s. Lil got Setsuna and Usagi hooked on it during the bachlorette party for Usagi’s wedding, and it just caught on to the rest of us.” Haruka murmured, grinning sheepishly as she handed Michiru a flute of milky liquid, motioning for her to sit down. Michiru did, folding her legs gracefully under herself while sniffing the odd-looking drink. Taking a sip, she sighed with pleasure as the sweet liquid slid around her tongue before she swallowed. After downing the rest in silence as her companion dished out various foods, she set down the glass, noticing a distinct buzz in the back of her head. “So, why did Usagi marry so young? She doesn’t seem like one to stay with one guy. Who’s Mamoru?” Michiru asked, feeling bolder then she usually would. “Well, Mamoru is a resident doctor at Tokyo Medical Research Center and Hospital, and they married when Mamoru was going to be transferred. They’d planned to have the wedding after he got back in two years, only, he didn’t last two months before he came back for her” the blonde laughed, a fond smile tugging the corner of her lips, “so they got married a lot earlier then planned, and Mamoru is finishing his training here. In the meantime, I get my lovely assistant back.” Michiru smiled, thinking how lucky any children the pair would have. ‘Dad was like that when mum was alive…they loved each other so much. She’d love to see me now. All grown up. I’ll be able to fulfill her dreams of becoming a violinist.’ She thought, tears welling up in her eyes as she pictured her mother’s face. “What are you thinking of?” Michiru jumped, her head snapping up to meet the beautiful teal eyes of one very handsome blonde. One very handsome blonde who seemed to have gotten closer while she was thinking. Before she could stop herself, she started giggling, watching the other woman blink in surprise at the reaction when Michiru had seemed about to cry moments before. A wicked grin curved Haruka’s lips as she suddenly jumped up, leaning over to pluck Michiru from her spot on the ground, holding her tight as she kicked and laughed before running over to the waters edge, dropping the aqua haired girl into the water. “Why you-you, you’re next!” Michiru laughed, lunging up out of the water to wrap her arms around the stunned blondes neck, tipping them both off- balance until they both landed, sputtering and laughing, into the cold water. Looking down at Haruka from where she sat, victoriously, on the blondes stomach, Michiru grinned, laughing freely for the first time since her…since her father had remarried that witch. “What’s the matter? You went all serious on me again…” Haruka murmured, snapping Michiru out of her thoughts as she ran one hand across the soft skin of the younger girl’s neck. “Just thinking of my family…that’s all…” Michiru half-lied, shivering as the waves rolled out, leaving them both on wet sand, Michiru still sitting on the blondes stomach. She leaned down, resting her head on the other woman’s chest before closing her eyes, enjoying the feel of Haruka’s hands tentatively playing with her hair. “Want to tell me about it?” Michiru looked up, bringing her face parallel with Haruka’s, a small smile lighting her features as she slowly leaned closer to brush her lips against Haruka’s, whispering a small ‘no’ before completely closing the gap, relishing in the feeling she’d been missing since she’d last been in the blondes arms… ~*~ “You have a problem sir.” A tall woman with dark black hair cut short spoke rapidly into a small cell in her hand, a dark look crossing her face as she looked down the beach. “What’s happening Sarah?” the raspy voice of Derek Windwood demanded, causing the woman to frown. “Don't Snap at me *sir, they’re bringing a new look to the term “roll in the hay”. Only this time it’s using sand and MY Haruka.” Sarah snarled, using one hand to snap pictures of the two while talking to the man who paid her. Anger boiled through her veins as sharp black eyes took in the whole scene, watching as her blonde obsession wrapped the little bitch in a warp embrace. “Well, what do you plan to do about it? Are you going to let that little bitch take your Prize just as you were about to wrangle it? Haruka wanted you. He hired you for the last six photo shoots. It wasn’t until Michiru showed up that Haruka lost interest in you. This of it this way,” Derek bargained, catching Sarah’s furious interest, “if you get rid of that little bitch, then Haruka will be yours again. Think about it Sarah, until then, I’ll get you into the Beach photo shoots. Be ready for 8 tomorrow morning. Dress to kill. Literally.” Sarah glared at the phone as a click sounded in her ear before snapping it shut, throwing it into the black Jeep behind her. Snapping a few more photos for future use, she stared at her beloved a few more moments before slipping back into her jeep, driving quietly away…
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