Hikaru sat in one of his family's cars across the street from the Fujioka apartment. He peered out the window, eyes on fire from the lightning strike nearby. Thunder crashed down onto his eardrums with a piercing blow. He winced. Haruhi…was she okay? She was safe in her apartment with her dad, she must be fine.
The rain grew steadily thicker, hiding the apartment from Hikaru's view, even from just across the street. He could just make out the window's outline. Suddenly the driver spoke, "Sir? Would you like me to walk you up with an umbrella?"
"No thanks, I got it. Just wait here for a few minutes. I'll be back soon," Hikaru said before clambering out of the vehicle and into the rain. He let the water soak his thin sweatshirt and pants. It truthfully felt refreshing. The driver nodded and turned off the car, quietly closing his eyes shut. It was nearly midnight.
Hikaru's heart hung low in his chest, not entirely sure what to feel. Above all he was nervous, though. He shoved his hands in his pocket, sliding his thumb and index finger over the piece of paper. He had practically memorized her note to him.
Hikaru-
I know what I said earlier wasn't fair, especially after I kissed you. I'm just a bit scared. Please come over some time. We need to talk.
-Haruhi