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A sandy beach on an island far from the hustle and bustle of the world is the place where the heavens marry the ocean. Evening is a time when they are getting closer to each other every moment. The sky bends, looking into the depths of the secrets of the water, the Ocean reflects the sky, embracing it and lulling sky on its waves; the air of heaven is saturated with moisture - saturated with each other, they merge together under the cover of the southern night. The eternal dance of love, the eternal cycle of awakening, day life, evening romance, night mystery.
- Oh, how good it is! Finally, peace: no battles, no monsters, no burden of responsibility for saving the world, no noisy inners ... si-le-nce ... buzz! So Haruka thought as she swayed in the hammock under the shade of large palm leaves. A loose top, shorts, a light shirt are an integral part of her nature, a straw man's hat that saves her face from excessive sunburn and dark glasses that give her stunning coolness and reliably hide that the girl is simply blissful with her eyes closed.
- Still, it was a great idea to get away from everyone, thanks Michiru ... Michiru - the image of a girl in a white bathing suit, standing ankle-deep in water and letting the wind play with her hair, surfaced in consciousness, and the corners of her lips involuntarily crept up. Here she could not hold back - no one would see.
- Mi-chi-ru - already more slowly, savoring, she uttered her favorite name in an inner voice - she even has a beautiful name, like a tropical bird is singing ... she probably does not even know about it ... I will have to tell her somehow ...
Imagination helpfully tossed pictures of all possible situations when such a compliment, spoken in a whisper in girl's ear, would be most welcome ... and then ... - the corner of her lips lifted in a satisfied smile...
In such a "relaxed-lazy state of the cat in the afternoon", Michiru found Haruka as she emerged from the sea. Leaning against a palm tree, she had already watched for several minutes alternating shades of emotions on the face of her beloved one: now serious, now joyful, the shadow of memories give way to a peaceful smile. She knew all these subtle changes in this sweet face better than her own. While Haruka does not see, she can calmly admire her athletic figure and beautiful face: Michiru, with her especially developed artistic taste, caressed every contour, every line with her eyes, smoothly moving from the forehead, on which wrinkles had just flickered, to the slightly twitching eyebrows which wanted to frown, a long thin nose, a clear outline of the cheekbones, a graceful line of such alluring lips ... But suddenly ... Nooo, she won't confuse this smug grin with anything. Everything inside began to bubble up, and she really wanted to bring this dreaming girl back to earth, so that she would no longer forget herself! Michiru's eyes narrowed dangerously, a sly smile slid over her lips ... The girl silently came closer, still watching her victim and anticipating the desired revenge ... for what? Probably because that blonde is the only one who is capable of causing such a typhoon of emotions in her. Another couple of seconds, and a dozen large, cold drops of sea water, still flowing down Michiru's hair, fell together on Haruka's naked stomach. - Ahhh! - a frightened scream, a sharp jump on the spot, the hat and glasses fly off - Michiru !!!! - Yes? - smug look of the fox - You scared me !!! - Really? Are you afraid of water? - a feigned innocent look and a turn of the head ignoring any claims. - No ... I ... well, you can't do it so suddenly ... my heart almost stopped! - .... (Raised eyebrows in response: "Go on, I'm listening carefully.") - I'm lying, not bothering anyone, dreaming ... - Hooo ?! Can you share what you just dreamed about with such a carnivorous grin on your lips? Mmm? - Michi? I ... - a second to digest information and analyze the situation, and after a noisy exhalation a satisfied smile spreads on my face, and eyes glow with ill-constrained joy - Are you jealous? Oh, this direct look! The whole mood knocked down! Michiru turned her head and looked towards the ocean. - Maybe...
Heart was hurt by the flashing sadness in her voice. The body moved forward by itself, and strong arms grabbed the fragile shoulders from behind, pressing them to blonde. - I was thinking about YOU. About us... Michiru barely perceptibly lost his breath, and a light current pierced Haruka's body. - I love you, Michiru. You are the most precious thing to me in this world. No, you are my world, from the very beginning to the end of the universe, from life to life, from embodiment to embodiment. When you leave me even for a little while, I miss it like I'm losing half of myself, but when you're around, I live, I live a full life, the way it should be. I love you, I love your hair, eyes, lips, body, even your name ... You know, it reminds me of the singing of a tropical bird: "Mi-chi-ruu." What are you laughing at? Well, really, listen: Michiruuu, Michiruuuu.
Somehow imperceptibly, by itself, the doubt disappeared, giving way to a wave of happiness that covered them. Faces touching cheeks, gentle hugs, clasped fingers ... One breath for two, one destiny, one love ...
PS "Michiru, why don't you ever tell me that you love me? Hey? Don't run away! Michiru!"
Laughter, footprints in the sand, two running figures against the background of the sun, wet with salt spray. The sky and the ocean.
