Yes. I know it's been awhile since I put a chapter out... I'm sorry. Yes. I'm a very bad author. But I've been busy... Really!

Ok, enough excuses. This is, of course, the newest chapter in my Haruka/Michiru short story series. So far the series has gone

To hold back the shadows

Haruka's closet

A candle lit dinner

The drive home

Snow day

Test anxiety

Lunch with mom

An afternoon drive


A question

Motherly advice

By Michael Treiber

Haruka grit her teeth as hard as she could in an effort to hold back the tears that threatened to leak out.

"She shot me down." She kept going over the night's events in her head. "I can't believe she just shot me down like that."

"Ok Haruka" Her mothers voice behind her startled the young woman out of her consuming depression. "Why don't you tell me about it?"

The tall blond laid her head back and sighed deeply.

"What's there to tell? I asked, and she shot me down. End of story."

"Right. now why don't you tell me exactly what she said?"

Haruka related the details of the conversation with Michiru to her mother. When she was done, the older woman casually reached over, and slapped her on the side of the head.

"Hey! What was that for?"

"Haruka, daughter mine. You are an idiot. She didn't 'shoot you down'. she offered you an out."

"An out? I don't understand."

Haruka's mother sighed deeply.

"That's pretty obvious. It's like this. If she had said yes to your offer, then you would have been bound into it. Then what if you changed your mind later? You have way too much personal honor to back out, so you'd go through with it even if you hated the idea. And that would sour your relationship with Michiru. She's a bright girl, and knew this. Thus. she offered you an out. You can still tell her yes or no anytime you want."

Haruka blinked several times.

"Oh. I see. But... I don't want to tell her no. I still want her. that is, I still want to go with her."

The elder Tenoh caught the interesting verbal slip, but said nothing.

"Good. As long as you're sure. And you had better be pretty damn sure. You know that I'm behind you, but there are going to be a lot of people who are unhappy with seeing you two together. And there's another thing to consider."

Haruka waited for her mother to continue.

"Her parents."

"Her parents. why didn't I think about her parents? True, they don't seem to care much that their daughter is a lesbian, but they might not like seeing their precious little girl with someone like me."

An idea struck her. It was only Monday. the dance wasn't until Saturday. She could go meet Michiru's parents, and if they didn't dislike her too much, she could ask Michiru again. That would leave them plenty of time to prepare.

Her conviction firm, she decided to call Michiru immediately and set up a dinner date with her parents. Just as she reached the phone, however, it rang.


"Haruka?" A familiar voice answered from the other end. Haruka felt the blood drain out of her face.


Ohhh. the plot thickens, eh? I promise to be a good fic author, and get my rear in gear about getting the rest of this series out. I really do.