Ok...I just needed a little break from doing anything, and being hastled to write more chapters to stories...I just wrote this today in school. It's probably not going to be very long, but you all get the idea.

Stirring of the Sea
Chapter One

Michiru lived alone ever since her parents died when she was only 16. The only way she made money was by performing for audiences with her violin. She hated it. Being loved by so many. Not being able to have a moment to herself.

Michiru Kaiou had a serious depression problem though. She didn't trust anybody she went to school with. She always say alone, in the back corner of the class. Always daydreaming about her knight that she would hopefully meet soon.

"Yes, can I help you?" Michiru's math teacher opened up the door to the class, and spoke to the tall blonde. The blonde wore a male version of the school uniform, causing everyone to think that she was a he.

"Class, I'd like to introduce you to our new student, Haruka Tenou." he looked around, finding a seat. "Haruka go sit beside Michiru." he pointed back to the far corner.

The girls watched her as she walked back the isle. Haruka noticed and winked at one of the girls watching her. 'If only they knew.' she sat down in the seat next to Michiru.

"Hey there, I'm Haruka." she offered the aqua haired teen her hand.

Michiru just nodded, "Hey." her voice was almost inaudible.

"You don't talk much do you?" she lowered her voice as the teacher started the lesson.

Michiru shook her head, then put it down on the desk.

"Could you look at my schedule and direct me to my next class." she slid a paper toward Michiru.

She looked at the paper, then up to Haruka. "We both have Physics next." she handed her the paper. "I'll show you where it is." she passed up her homework from the night before.

Haruka tossed her a smile, one which was not returned.

Toward the end of class, Haruka had finally gotten her neighbor to talk. Her sentences, most of which were questions, were kept soft spoken so people in the class wouldn't know that she was talking.

"Why do people adore you so much?" Michiru glanced around the room, half the women were giving her dirty looks.

"I don't know, I walk into a room, flash a smile and the women fall for me." she sighed. "Can I trust you with a secret?"

"Of course. I don't talk to anyone, so it won't get out."

Haruka leaned over to where her lips were beside Michiru's ear. "I'm not a man."

Michiru's face reddened, 'She smells wonderful." she didn't say anything, but allowed her gaze to meet the floor.

"Why do you wear that uniform then?" she kept her voice low.

"Because I'm gay." she said a little bit louder, some of the girls heard her, and started chatting among themselves. "I think they heard me." she chuckled.

Michiru put her own hand in front of her mouth and giggled. But what she didn't realize is that the sleeve of her uniform jacket revealed a fresh cut on the surface of her pale wrist.

Haruka looked at it, then up into Michiru's eyes. That's when she realized her cuts were showing.

"Don't tell anyone. Please." her eyes were pleading. Haruka only nodded.