The Best Friend Type

Chapter One: Sadistic and Masochistic

A soft breeze stirs a cherry blossom petal that has fallen on the pavement. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the fleeting colors of dusk began to fade away. Through teary eyes I watch the sun fall behind the horizon, painting the sky various shades of red, orange, and pink, and I smile, knowing that this day has come and gone. All the pain I suffered. All the hurt I've felt. Everything. Gone.

I was once told that the colors are symbols. Each showing me the good tomorrow could bring. I wanted to tell that person they were stupid and soon those colours will be hidden within the inky black despair of night, a symbol of the true suffering that tomorrow is going bring. Instead I had remained silent. It's better to suffer alone, I reminded myself.

My walk home from school always takes quite a while since the distance from my school to my house was about thirteen miles apart meaning that it takes me about four and a half hours worth of walking. I'm not complaining though, I like the walk. I usually get home around 7:45 which is around the same time the sun goes down every day and I enjoy that part of the day most. I glanced down at my watch. It was 7:37 pm.

Today was hell, for lack of a better word. My best friend's crush broke her heart which set my mood for the day, I got another phone call, I had another episode, and to top it all off some idiot has been up my ass about joining his club.

Ten minutes later I found myself just outside my home. The mansion loomed proudly behind creaky iron gates, flanked by a few cherry blossom trees swaying a bit from the wind of the chilly night air. At its threshold stood the delicate marble fountain with intricate designs and the soft gurgling of the clear water melodic as it resonated in the surrounding silence.

I looked around me for any watchful eyes and found that no one was around before I typed in the passcode and stepped through the small opening and relocking it from the inside. I walked slowly up the sidewalk that was next to the driveway, knowing that nobody would be there so there was no need to rush. I admired the small flowers I planted a couple weeks ago varying from different types of colors and flower species.

I turned off my phone, unplugged my earphones, and stuffed them both in my uniform slacks pockets and pulled out my house key. When I opened the door I went straight to my room. I wasn't hungry and I was dying to get out of those constricting clothes.

I flicked on the light switch and examined my room for a second. It was a decent size with bright white walls, a queen sized bed with colorful blanket and silky sheets. On the bed I had a light blue stuffed bunny and two white fluffy pillows. A nightstand was on the right side of the bed and a lamp was on it. Across the room my dresser and walk in closet was there.

My feet padded across the soft beige carpeted floor to the dresser where I set my bag down and started to get undressed; taking off my white blazer, white dress shirt that was underneath, then continuing on to my slacks (I pulled my phone and earphones out and set them on top of the dresser) and black dress shoes to finally my socks (cause I don't like to wear anything on my feet and they were all sweaty from wearing them all day and walking a lot).

I opened the second drawer on the left and pulled out a random outfit I liked to call comfort clothes which is short for "I've had a crap day, don't judge me" outfit that consist of a pair of black basketball shorts and an oversized red t-shirt.

Then I hung up my uniform in my closet. I had to pee so I went to the bathroom. I tried hard not to look at myself in the mirror but I accidentally looked up while I was washing my hands. I cringed and looked away, turning off the water and heading downstairs to the kitchen. I hated the sight of myself. No I wasn't ugly and no I don't have a low self esteem. I just looked like someone I want to forget.

I grabbed a water bottle from the fridge and stood completely still for about a minute contemplating on whether or not I wanted to eat something. I sighed, grabbing a container of strawberry yogurt and pouring some of it in a bowl. Then I grabbed the sugar jar and

put two spoonfuls of sugar in it and stirred. I pushed the sugar bowl back and started eating. I needed the calories to be honest. I don't eat much but only because I'm not hungry. I have money obviously and I have opportunities to eat at school it's just every time I think about eating my stomach lurches and I gag. I made a silent promise to myself that I was going to eat lunch tomorrow at school.

After I finished eating I washed the bowl, grabbed my water bottle, and went back to my room. By the time I crawled under my covers I was painfully aware of the familiar throbbing in both my chest and my feet, but mostly my chest. I clasped my blue bunny to my chest as I squeezed my eyes shut and wished for the the numbing sensation to flow throughout my body.

I got my wish when I fell asleep.

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My alarm clock happened to be my phone so I resisted the urge to hurl it across the room the following morning when it was suddenly booming in my ear. I growled, sitting up and pressing the snooze button. I vaguely remember myself putting it on my dresser before face planting into the bed last night.

My morning went by in a daze. I showered, avoided the mirror like the plague as I brushed my short platinum hair, applied some vanilla bean lotion to my body with some deodorant, brushed my teeth over the bathtub and then got dressed in my uniform. I grabbed my bag and then my phone and earphones, stuffing the two in my pocket before rushing downstairs. I heard my knocking on my door halfway down the stairs which made my to go faster causing me to trip and fall face first down the last two stairs. I hoisted myself up and smoothed out my wrinkles before answering the door.

Not surprised at all, my best friend Kiko was standing there looking like shit. I instantly gave her a hug knowing that she needed me to. She hugged me back and I let go soon after. Kiko gave me a grateful smile.

"Thanks I needed that." Her light brown eyes sparkled a little bit from held back tears.

"I know, that's why I did it." I patted her head, giving her a smile. "Are you feeling better?"

"No, they were just so cruel to me yesterday." She shook her head and turned around ready to start walking to the car. I followed loyally behind her. "I know now that I was just infatuated with them and I don't really love them. I'm over the infatuation part, but I just can't get over the embarrassment of getting tricked by them…"

We both got into the back of the sleek black limousine and it started forward. Me and Kiko made eye contact as I started to speak.

"Listen, those guys are jerks and you knew that before you put the letter on Hikaru's desk. I told you not to go, but you went anyway." She bowed her head in shame and I put my slender hand on her shoulder. "But you learned something from that experience didn't you?"

She nodded.

"You're not the same Kiko Katsumi you were yesterday. You're stronger now. You know better than to wear your heart on your sleeve and to get to know the person before you confess your love for them."

"You wanna know what I learned above all else?" She asked, looking up at me with determination in her eyes. Her brown hair seemed to move out of the way at just the perfect angle making her look even more fierce.

"What?"

She smirked, "never trust a ginger."

We both laughed for a good minute. When we calmed down I decided to let one of the many cats out of the bag.

"So… I wanted to tell you this yesterday but you left school before I got the chance to tell you." I began to fidget in my seat. I felt like I was in a movie scene where I'm in a questioning room and the detective has a lamp right in my face. I squirmed a bit.

"I don't like where this is going…"

"Well you see there'sthisidiotblondandhewon'ttakenoforananswerhewantsmetojoinhisstupidhostcl-"

"Whoa whoa whoa, slow down." She said holding up her hands.

I blinked and sighed, letting a strand of my hair fall into my icy blue eye. "Some persisting idiot wants me to join a club he's starting next year. Apparently it's a host club-whatever that is."

She blinked once, twice, three times before she bursted out laughing hysterically. "It's basically like a strip club!"

My eyes widened in horror. "They wouldn't allow them to take it that far in the high school right?" I screeched. I felt my cheeks heat up. He asked me to join a strip club?! What the HELL?!

She continued laughing to the point that she snorted and then I laughed because she sounded hilarious… and maybe because through all the embarrassment I found the situation hilarious too.

You know when you've laughed for a good five minutes and ten minutes later you still find it hysterical? That was me. In fact I felt tears welling up in my eyes as I let out another round of laughter.

"Oh my gosh, imagine a bunch of male strippers in a high school!" By then I could hardly breathe and she was over there dying too. She gulped as much air as she could before shouting, "now I can't help but imagine you among them! Damnit!"

My cheeks heated up again. I wanted her brain off of me almost naked cause to be honest she still thought I was a guy, just like everyone else- long story. So without a second thought I blurted, "MAGIC MIKE!"

I think we both died before we even got to school. I even heard the driver chuckle as we stepped out of the vehicle and made our way toward the doors of Ouran Academy Middle School.

"Did you eat breakfast or do you want to stop by the cafeteria?" Kiko asked suddenly. I looked at my watch. We still had ten minutes before we had to be in class. That meant that I couldn't use the excuse of going to be late.

"I'm not hungry." She glared at me, obviously not liking my answer. "Honestly I'm really not hungry in the mornings." She was still glaring at me. "I promise I'll eat lunch. Don't worry about me so much, I'm okay."

She sighed, looking down at the ground. "You're just.. you're getting so skinny and you're always pale. it's beginning to look unhealthy. I'm really worried about you Rin-Chan."

"I'm fine really." I smiled at her and patted her head.

"You're lying to me." I frowned and let my hand fall, that wasn't what I was expecting. "You're keeping something from me and you're going to tell me soon because it's really starting to make me irritated."

"I'm okay." I assured her.

"That's another lie." She said through gritted teeth glaring up at me as we stopped just outside class 2A. From my peripheral vision I saw the twins walking side by side but I didn't dare stray my eyes away from Kiko as they passed us.

"Look," I sighed. "Let's not talk about this right now. I'll tell you later during lunch."

She smiled and held out her pinky. "Pinky promise? And before you do that this also requires you to be honest about it."

I hesitated and she could see it cause her smile immediately quivered. Ahhhhh! She thinks I was going to lie! I interlocked out pinkies and then we went inside the classroom. Good thing I was only going to tell her a half truth.

Unfortunately we sat on different sides of the room so that sucked, but what really really really sucked was that my assigned seat was directly across from the twins. Now, I don't hate the twins, but I knew that being the best friend of the girl whose heart they kinda broke, I probably should have. I don't like them but I don't hate them. I don't like them because they're cruel to everyone around them. I don't hate them because I understand why.

The twins are very complicated and I know that they are constantly contradicting themselves. They want to be told apart but they won't open up enough to anyone around them. They won't open up to anyone around them because they don't trust other people. They don't trust other people because other people don't care to tell the two apart it's always Hikaru&Kaoru or Kaoru&Hikaru, but most of the time they're known as the Hitachiins. People don't understand that they are two separated individuals with feelings of their own and minds of their own. I would know since I sit next to them and can hear them whisper quietly to each other. I've observed them when I know they don't see me and I can tell the difference.

I know which one is Hikaru and which one is Kaoru.

Always.

I've guessed which is which before they even talk to each other and I've been correct every time. I kind of want to let them know that I can tell the difference, but I just never felt like it was the right time.

By the time lunch rolled around I've figured out which twin was sitting three feet away from me and I've shamelessly eavesdropped on all of their conversations. Apparently Tamaki Senpai, the blond idiot that wanted me to join the high school strip club wanted them to join too and they were confronted yesterday. They agreed to join as long as he can differentiate the twins and give reason to his answer by the end of the month.

I kind of felt bad for both parties cause there's no way that blond idiot could differentiate the two and give reason behind the answer. Not only did he not stand a chance due to not being in the same class as us, but also because the twins wouldn't open up to anyone anyways so he was screwed either way.

And on the other hand there was the twins. I'm sure they would get tired of the 'Which One Is Hikaru Game' before the end of the month. It would surely get boring, Tamaki Senpai always getting the answer wrong and it would hurt them no matter how much they thought they would never be able to tell which is which and crush the tiny bit of hope they had bottled deep deep down. It's a sadist and masochistic game at the same time. The twins hurting each other and punishing the people who came up with the incorrect answer because I'm sure people feel awkward after getting the twin's name wrong.

Me and Kiko walked side-by-side to the cafeteria. I was dreading this conversation cause I kind of wanted to tell her the truth but at the same time I didn't want to. So I was just going to tell her something that's been bothering me but it wasn't going to be the most prominent reason.

I ordered the D salad and water while she got the A lunch. We sat down in our usual seats and I started to put a mini tomato in my mouth. She started shoving all her food in her mouth extremely fast my eyes widened a fraction. I felt my stomach lunch as the tomato went down my esophagus. I had to hold back a gag as I picked up a mini carrot and began eating it.

"So what's been bothering you?" She asked.

I felt her eyes searching for any hint of me being untruthful. I finished my carrot before replying. "I've just had a lot on my mind recently. My fifteenth birthday is approaching on the eighth and I'm not very happy about it."

"You're birthday is coming up?" She asked excitedly. She squealed and bounced up and down. "We're totally having a birthday party for you. Just me, you, and whoever else you want to be there. Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah…"

I tuned her out around then.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club