I'm not feeling well today, but of all times, I felt the urge to type a story out. I need fluff. So, I'm making some, and I want to share that fluff with you guys. Please read my third chapter. I hope you guys are well, or at least, if you're sick too, I hope you feel a little better after reading this.
Thoughts of Haruhi and Kyouya will be marked in the story below.
In this story, someone got sick. (Surprise, surprise! Hahaha.) It's Kyouya's everdearest Haruhi.
Yes, I Have To. Just Because.
Wrapped in the fluffiest blanket that Haruhi could find in her apartment, she blew her nose for the hundredth time that morning before throwing it in her third trashbinful of used tissue paper. That was when she heard it.
That one special knock was knocked at the door, a certain thump-thump-a-thump-a-thump that was used only by a certain person, that one special person that is Haruhi's significant other.
Kyouya had the keys to her apartment, as always , but he decided it would be more courteous to knock first. True, he is her boyfriend, but still, he knew better than to nonchalantly invade his girlfriend's home when she was feeling rather unwell.
The twins must have told him. Or... Tamaki! Haruhi should've known it was impossible to hide something like this from Kyouya. Even if it was just for a few hours, Haruhi thought. She trudged about her little apartment and looked around. It was not as perfectly clean as she would usually have it, but it would have to do.
Haruhi opened the door and saw Kyouya with an obviously* worried expression.
(*writer's note: When it comes to Kyouya, what is obvious for Haruhi to see is usually not-so-obvious to other people.)
"Kyouya," Haruhi sighed, "You didn't have to come here during your office hours, it's unnecessa... Aaat.. Aaaatch.. Wait-" She suddenly hurried back inside. Kyouya heard a loud atchoo and another tissue paper going down the wastebasket. He smiled to himself.
Obviously, my dear Haruhi, I had to come. I want to come, anyway. I bet you wanted me to come, too.
[Sigh] After he heard me sneezing like that, he now probably thinks that I really did want him to come. Even if I would never admit it. But he has so much work to do, just like me. I could never tell him to leave his office for a while just to cuddle with me, even if I wish he would. (Haruhi laughed at herself for thinking this. I mean, cuddle? Admitting a secret wish like that could only mean that she was really sick.)
He sighed at her stubbornness and let himself in and closed the door behind him. When Haruhi came out of her room, she was pleasantly greeted by a familiar scent wafting about in the air.
"Here, this will help with your cold." Kyouya lovingly offered her a mug of soup. He naturally guessed beforehand that Haruhi, being the practical person that she is, would happily use a mug instead of a bowl for drinking soup especially if she was on her own (just like him). It was more convenient and comfortable and less prone to spilling, after all.
Haruhi smiled softly and laughed a little, upon seeing her boyfriend be in her home as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Was it really a Monday? Yes, it was a Sunday when we had dinner last night, Haruhi mused. She sat beside Kyouya, but he, instead, lifted her her a little and brought her closer to him so that she was being hugged by him from behind, as they sat together on a floor carpet. Haruhi, after seeing the mug and grinning at it, tried to hide her eagerness as she peered into its insides. The fifth time she sniffed the warm liquid, a flash of recognition finally spread over her face. Within the light blue ceramic confines of the mug was it.
"Kyouya... I know you know this is my favorite soup, but you didn't have to get this for me, really... The only place where you can buy this is more than fifteen miles from your office!"
What is fifteen miles from miles from my office? (Kyouya)
Then again, what is fifteen miles to Kyouya? (Haruhi)
Seeing Haruhi's beaming face and sparkling eyes after one sip of the aforementioned soup, Kyouya remarked. "You say that I didn't have to get it for you, but I'm glad I still did." With that, he gently pinched her chin and teased her.
Haruhi gently giggled, and moved to distance herself a little from him. "Okay. But you do have to move away a little... You might catch my cold."
Kyouya continued to hold his arms around her and refused to let her go. "I already foresaw you reminding me that. I took some vitamins before I headed here." He hugged her a little tighter and laughed near her neck. Haruhi felt those familiar shivers go up and down her spine. Truth is, it was only Kyouya who could make her feel thrilled like a schoolgirl with a crush, even with the simple and seemingly little things.
"So then, tell me. You rarely get sick. What happened?"
"That's alright, you know... I do get sick sometimes. Nothing to worry about."
Kyouya raised an eyebrow. "Have you been working too much on your current case? If so, why didn't you tell me?"
I just wanted to be with you last night, Kyouya. We rarely went on dates these past few weeks. Having a break from everything just to talk and eat and be with you for just a little while... It was an opportunity I couldn't pass.
Haruhi blushed a little. "I'm sorry, Kyouya." She sneezed again. A pang of guilt passed through Kyouya as he gazed at his beloved.
It's partly my fault, anyway. I knew you were a bit busy recently but I still asked you out to that restaurant last night. And we ended up going home so late that you probably didn't get enough rest. I wanted to be with you so badly, and I knew we both have our schedules filled most of the time.
"I'm sorry too, Haruhi."
"Um... Kyouya?" Haruhi snuggled a little closer to Kyouya "I'm sorry too about you having to go here to my apartment today. I know you were going to have a meeting this afternoon, and..."
I know that you always prepare in advance for your business affairs, but you know that I still don't want to get in the way of your work, Kyouya.
"Tamaki and the twins called me earlier to tell me that after working more than ten days straight in your firm, you finally took a day off from work because you had a serious cold. You don't absent yourself from your office unless you really need to. That is more than enough reason for me to go here and see you."
You probably feel that you're "getting in the way" of my work. I don't want to hinder you either from your career in law, Haruhi, so I can understand your concern. But don't mind me. My "detour" to your apartment today is more than worth it. Besides, you may not be aware of it, but I now prepare for my business activities a little earlier since you became my girlfriend-so I can instantly go to your side in case something comes up and the Ootori company can still be perfectly working fine. Of course, you're always my first priority over everything else. I can build all the companies I want in my entire lifetime, but I'll never find another Haruhi, Haruhi.
Haruhi shook Kyouya from his deep contemplations when she asked, "But seriously, Kyouya. Did you really have to?"
What? Yes, I have to! Because I love you so much, Haruhi. (Kyouya)
Kyouya, you bastard. I love you so much too, and I can't help but worry. (Haruhi)
Kyouya paused for a moment before replying. "Yes, I have to. Just because."
So stop worrying already, my dear Haruhi.
Alright, Kyouya. I understand, if you say so. Haruhi was going to smile but her face suddenly crinkled up instead. "Aatchooo!" There goes two more tissue paper sheets. I should really go to the grocery soon to buy a few more boxes of tissue paper. They're supposed to have a sale on toiletries for today, anyway.
"Haruhi? I'll go with you to the grocery. I think you need to buy more tissue. This is your last roll, isn't it?"
Haruhi, surprised, looked up at Kyouya.
Deep chocolate eyes looked straight into intense silver-ash gray ones.
Haruhi thought of kissing Kyouya, but she didn't because she didn't want to risk Kyouya getting a cold.
Kyouya thought of kissing Haruhi. A short kiss on her lips shouldn't do them any harm, what was a cold, anyway? Haruhi had always made sure that Kyouya eat healthier foods and more fruits since she became his. That should be a good reason to Haruhi later in case she asks about his health, as she most likely would. And so he did. He kissed Haruhi.
I love you. You probably hear me, don't you? You're the only person in this world who can best "read" my thoughts. And that's just one of the many, many reasons why I am so deeply in love with you. (Kyouya and Haruhi)
Haruhi felt like she might be getting a whole lot better pretty soon.
Watch out for more chapters in the near future. Of course, I'm still all for the Kyouya-Haruhi pairing. It's the closest I can get to daydreaming and pairing Kyouya with myself right now. Lol. Hahahaha!
(Let me look around for a quick minute in case somebody sues me for claiming Kyouya to myself. No, dear, I'm not claiming him to myself. If I could do that, I wouldn't have been writing fanfiction about him here, I would have been too busy living happily ever after with him.) XD
If you have time to drop me a review, that'd be great. I'm now feeling that feeling many writers feel when they feel that they would like to feel what their readers are feeling about the piece that the writer has felt so strongly to write.
Guess what? After writing this chapter, I feel that my fever has come down a bit. How cool (pun intended) is that? XD
Another note: I had to change the title of this chapter to Just Because since I discovered that chapter titles in the drop-down selection cannot include punctuations. The original title can be found near the top of this page, below my first batch of Writer's Notes.
