Stranger's Attention
AN: WOOO! New story! It took me a long time to make up a title for this story... grrr! Anyway, I hope you like this story. Sadly, there will be no twincest. But it's a good story line I thought up. Here's the summary!:!:!:!:!:!:!:!:
Summary: After Hikaru ignores Kaoru once again, Kaoru cries out his feelings in an abandoned library in the school. Nekozawa hears his crying and brings him to a dark filled room. "Welcome to the Black Magic Club." NekozawaxKaoru
AN: If you read my other story: The Twincest Princess, I gave you the summary there in the end of the final chapter. I really want to make this longer and more detailed then the Twincest Princess. So here's the story, I hope you enjoy.
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Chapter 1: Hate That I Need You
Theme Song: Attention by Tokio Hotel.
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As I, Kaoru, walk down the halls of Ouran High School, I feel as if my heart is being shred into millions of pieces. I shouldn't have let him get into my mind so much. I knew it would backfire if I asked for, at least, a day... just one day... with him, but no. He had a date with... her. Haruhi. I had to admit, I liked her... until I knew Hikaru liked her too, so I let him have her, but now... I really want him back into my life. She took him away from me. I'm pretty sure it wasn't on purpose. I remember the day when he said he had his first actual date with her... I should have stopped him
"Hey, Kaoru. Do I look ok?" He asked, twirling in front of me, showing me his outfit for the date. I smiled.
"Of course you do. You look like me." I say, chuckling a little. He stops twirling and pushes me lightly.
"Haha. But, seriously, do I look good?" He asked, worry in his eyes. I smiled once again and fixed his vest.
"You look fine. Besides, she'll like you in anything you wear."
"Thanks, bro."
I wish that I could go back in time and make him stay with me, but I can't go back in time... I hated how he kept worrying about how he looked, I knew she wouldn't care. I knew she would like him just because he's... well him. I hated how... how... how I keep needing his attention. I hate it. It's killing me. But, I choose to be lonely than live without his attention any day. I knew he was getting distant, but he wouldn't listen to me. I tried to tell him...
Hikaru was on his bed, on his phone, texting her. I sighed and sit next to him. "Hikaru, when are you going to stop texting her?" I ask. He didn't even look up at me. "Hikaru?" He still didn't listen. I try not to cry. I go back to my bed and lay down. "Hikaru, I need you to listen to me. Please." Still no answer. I sigh and turn to my side. A stray tear escapes my eye and down the side of my face.
I start running, I don't know where I was going, but it felt good, not knowing. It feels as if not knowing, helps me forget about all of the pain. I'm sick and tired of needing his affections! I hate myself for it! I need to get away, I need to get all the pain away. I only know one way though...
I lock the bathroom door and slide to the ground. I started crying out all the pain, all of the hate. I reach into my shoe and take out the pocket knife. I flip it open and pull up my sleeve. I see the faint scars of his name right on my skin. I get the knife and cut into the letters again, watching the blood flow out, taking the pain away. I keep cutting all of the letters into my arm once again. When I'm done and a nice 'Hikaru' is on my skin, I wash off the blood and roll my arm in a bandage. I pull my sleeve down and enter our room. He's there, talking on the phone, not even noticing my existence.
I run. And run. And run. Until I couldn't run anymore, I stop at an abandoned library. I look up at the sign and sigh. This will work. I open the doors and go to a far corner. The room was dark, completely dark. I take out my knife and flip it open once again. I was about to start cutting, but someone was above me, taking the knife from my hands. I look up and sigh. There was Nekozawa. He closes the knife and helps me up. He doesn't say anything, but he leads me out of the room and into another room across the hall. It was dark like the library, but it had candlelight all over the room. It had a big dining table and a big candle was covering the middle with Belzeneff duplicates. He went over to the table, takes one of the cat dolls, and hands it to me. "Welcome to the Black Magic Club."
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AN: Wow! That was really detailed. I've never did that much detail before. I loved it. Well, of course this is going to be rated M. It has to be for the detailed cutting. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it, maybe cried a little, and I can't wait for the next chapter to be written! YAY! I'm so excited!