What Women Want

What Women Want

"What??" Harukas irritated scream echoed through the big house she lived in with her family. "Michiru! I can't believe you did this!" Michiru ducked at the hollering of her love. "But Ruka, it's nothing bad! I'll just do a commercial!" "Yeah, for bras!" Haruka shot back. "The whole nation will see you dressed in nothing than bras and slip!" Michiru sighed and sat down on the couch next to her lover. "We'll earn a lot of money with that, Ruka. So..." "Money we don't need." Haruka interrupted her, still upset. "I earn enough with my races, and you bring home money too! So why do you want to make that commercial?" "Because it'll be good for my publicity." Michiru answered, still as calm as ever. "You know Haruka, since that new violinist showed up, I have to make sure that I stay in the spotlight, like my manager said." "But you got sooo famous by playing with CJ!" Haruka whined. "Is it really necessary that you do this?" "Oh come on, Ruka. What's so bad about the americans seeing me in underwear?" Haruka sighed and finally gave in. "Okay, okay. I'll stop nagging now." she promised, and Michiru hugged her. "Thanks, love." The couple shared a kiss before Haruka told her love that she wanted to take a bath. "Wanna come with me, love?" "I'd really love to, but I have a meeting with Jerry in 30 minutes." Michiru apologised. Haruka sighed and nodded. "Okay, hon. See you later." They kissed again and Haruka walked off into the bathroom.

The senshi of the wind lay in the hot tub, her eyes closed and thinking about nothing at all. Her peace was disturbed when the door opened and Setsuna walked in. "Hey Haruka, do you mind if I dry my hair? It rained outside, and I'm all wet now." "Just go on." Haruka murmured, her eyes still closed. "Thanks." Setsuna grinned, turned the hair dryer on and started to work on her hair. Little did she know that Hotaru wanted to give her a little shocking moment and just prepared for it outside the bathroom. Haruka sighed and stood up, ready for leaving the tub. She placed one foot on the cold bathroom tiles and shivered, reaching for a towel. That moment, the door burst open and Hotaru jumped in, screaming "BOOOO!" Setsuna let out a shriek, throwing her arms high up in the air and letting go of the hair dryer in the process. Hotaru watched with big round eyes how the dryer flew in a perfect curve and finally fell into the bathtub, where Haruka still had one foot. The blonde got electrocuted, her hair sticking away in various directions. Haruka let out a strangled sound and fell to the floor unconscious. "Oh no! Haruka-papa!" Hotaru screamed, tears springing to her eyes. "Haruka!" Setsuna cried, kneeling down next to her friend. She quickly turned the blonde on her back, checking her breathing and heartbeat. "Thank God, she's still alive." the senshi of time and space sighed after the check. "I'm so sorry, Setsuna-mama! I didn't want this to happen! I just wanted to shock you a little!" Hotaru sobbed, tears flowing from her eyes. "Shhh, I know. It's okay." Setsuna soothed her child. Just then, Haruka moaned and opened her eyes. "Ow...what happened?" She asked groggily. "Hotaru shocked me, I let go of the hairdryer and it fell into the bathtub." Setsuna explained. "I'm really sorry Haruka-papa!" Hotaru cried out, while she flung herself into Harukas strong arms. "It's okay, sweetie." Haruka answered. "Nothing happened at all, see? I'm perfectly well." "And I'm so happy about it!" Hotaru explained. "Michiru would have killed me if something happened to Haruka while she's gone." Setsuna's voice suddenly came. "Yeah, you're right with that, Setsuna." Haruka answered. Setsuna gave her an odd look. "Right with what? I didn't say anything!" Haruka frowned, then shrugged it off. "Must be the shock, then. I think I'll lay down for a while, my head is spinning." "Okay, do that." Hotaru said. "Then I can watch that cool horror movie on TV!" "Oh no, Hotaru, you won't watch that cool horror movie." Haruka told her daughter, and Hotaru blushed. "Movie? What movie? I have no idea what you are talking about." And with that, she dashed out of the room. Haruka just shook her head and went for her bed.

"Honey! I'm home!" Michiru entered the house, calling out for her lover. A sleepy looking Haruka came walking out of the bedroom. "Hi sweetie. How did it go?" "Oh, kinda good. I managed to prolong my contract for one year." "Good for you." Haruka smiled at her love and kissed her. "And, how was your day?" Michiru asked. "Oh, not so good. Setsuna accidentally threw the hair dryer into the bathtub." "What's so bad about that? We'll buy a new one." Michirus voice came. "Ah, she threw it in while I was in there too." Haruka added, wondering for a second since when Michiru could talk without moving her lips. "What?" Michiru cried out. "Oh my! Are you okay?" "Yeah, I just had one foot in the tub. I guess that saved my life." "I'll kill Setsuna for that." Haruka shot Michiru a worried glance and decided to help her friend out. "It's not Setsunas fault. Hotaru jumped in and shocked her, and she let go of the hair dryer. It was an accident, love." "Hey, you act as if I threatened to kill Setsuna." Michiru giggled. Haruka was confused. "But darling, you....oh, nevermind. I'm hungry, wanna go out for dinner tonight?" "Sure, I'd love to!" Michiru answered, beaming. Haruka just smiled and went to get dressed.

The couple reached the restaurant they had chosen and walked in, looking for a free desk. "Oh no, every desk is full. Ruka sure will drive home again, and our romantic candlelight dinner won't take place...again." Michiru sadly thought to herself "Seems as everything is full." Haruka commented dryly. "Wanna look for another restaurant?" "You'd do that?" Michiru asked surprised. "Sure. I'd like to have a romantic candlelight dinner." Haruka answered. "I can read Michirus mind!" she thought to herself. "But that's impossible!" Haruka quickly shrugged of her thoughts and left with Michiru, searching for another restaurant. Finally they found an Italian one, and ordered pasta asciutta. "You like it here?" Haruka asked her lover, smiling. "Yes, a lot. Thank you, Haruka." Michiru answered softly. "Thank you, for what? I love going out with you." "Yes, I know that. But we had so little time for each other the last two months..." "That's true. I had many races, and you had many concerts...." Haruka reached over the desk and took Michirus hand into hers. "But my season is over soon, and than I'll have more time for you." the racer promised. Michiru smiled at her partner. "I love you, Haruka." "I love you even more." Haruka grinned. "No, I love you more." Michiru replied. "Are not." "Am too!" "Are not." "Am too!" That went on for a few minutes, then the food came and the two lovebirds stopped their childish actions, both a little embarrassed.