Haruka's heart rises in her chest, swirls and settles. It's as simple as that, is it? That's all that needed to be said.

It took almost laughably little, and it leaves Haruka feeling lightheaded. Her breathing shallow still, but even, she leans in again -- bringing lips to lips.

"Michiru," she breathes into her mouth between kisses, for no reason other than to let herself hear it. "Michiru..."