--50-short stories prompt: issued by Demi-kun--
Username: Thatz
Pairing: HikaHaru

Disclaimer: I do not own OHSHC it belongs to Bisco Hatori


1. Pencils

Tap.

There it was again.

Tap. Tap.

How many times did she have to tell him!

Tap. Tap. Tap.

"Please stop, Hikaru. I can't concentrate."

"Ne, Haruhi. You shouldn't talk while the teacher is. It's rude." Says the boy who's tapping his pencil on his desk. And worst of all, he wore a knowing smirk. He knew he was pissing her off.

"Please stop, Hikaru." She hisses back.

"Whatever you say, Haruhi." He sang.

Eyes focused back on the blackboard. The only sound was of notes being taken and the drone of a teachers voice. It was the most peace she'd had all day. Maybe now she could-

Tap.

Why did God hate her?

2. Butterflies

Butterflies. That's that feeling the host club girls always described to her so often. She could even remember the symptoms by heart: blushing, light-headedness, and a strange fluttering in your stomach.

She never planned on experiencing such a downgrading feeling. Why would she want her mind to melt into a pile of goo every time she saw the one she loved? It was ridiculous and physically impossible to have butterflies in ones stomach. Why were they so easily trapped by these poetic lies?

But, then he came along and finally made her understand.

3. Stuck

Never did Haruhi think she'd quite literally be stuck to Hikaru. Stuck with him for a few hours, yes. Stuck, as in unable to be removed from, no. So you can imagine her embarrassment when the two of them found themselves walking into the castle-like school hand in hand.

This was Hikaru's idea of fun. But, she didn't find running up to her and latching his hand onto hers fun at all. Especially when she'd found they were both physically incapable of letting go.

"See Haruhi, that wasn't so bad was it?" The red-head smiled holding up a small tube of glue after they'd entered the building.

And she had to agree: No it wasn't.

But now, what were they going to do for the rest of the day...

4. Tame

"One minute...two minutes...three minutes passed! One hundred more yen for the jar." Kaoru stopped the watch with all too much enthusiasm. "You're getting good at controlling your temper, Hikaru."

Hikaru smiled. He was one hundred more yen closer to his goal. But, how much longer could he do this? How much longer could he watch her fall for someone other than him? Especially when that someone didn't even know he'd captured her heart.

It hurt.

"Ne, Hikaru, if you keep this up you can take Haruhi out for Ootoro soon!" Kaoru announced. With false energy Hikaru slung his arm over the younger brothers shoulder.

"I can't wait!"