Hi, guys! So here is chapter 2 of Pirouette!
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club. I only have the rights to my original characters and the plot of this story.
The hallways were empty as it was already late in the night.
It was silent in the building except for the single faint sound of music coming from the dance room no. was playing in the background as two graceful ballet dancers were gliding ever so gracefully unto the perfectly polished oak wood flooring.
The male one of the two lifted up his partner as she stretched her limbs and moved them with impeccable grace and smoothness mimicking how silk would billow against the wind.
As the song came to an end, the two drew their faces closer and closer until the male grabbed the female's waist and then put a hand on the cheek for the final pose.
The final note of the song was heard and the two separated themselves from each other. The two briefly caught their breaths and took off their pointe shoes to rest their tired feet.
"So, do you think we can win tomorrow's competition?" the guy asked to the girl as she wiped her sweat with a towel. She then looked at him and gave him a small smirk.
"Do you even have to ask that? I didn't win countless awards in my 15 years of existence for nothing." she replied with a bit of arrogance in her voice but nonetheless, her tone was slightly playful, noting that she was just joking with him.
"But this will be your first pas de deux, right?It's completely different from ballet solo. You have to put your complete trust to your partner." he stated and went closer towards her.
The girl's eyes then softened as she too, went closer to him until there were only at an arm's length.
"I trust you, Kazuya." she replied and leaned her head on his shoulder.
Kazuya then wrapped his arms around her slender waist and drew her closer to him.
"You lost weight again. I know that the girls are required to be underweight but..."
She then sighed and buried her face closer to his shoulder, inhaling his calming scent of mint and coffee.
"You sure worry a lot..." she mumbled and placed a soft kiss on the nape of his neck. The guy then smiled and kissed the top of her head in return.
"How can I not? You are the girl I love..."
The female then closed her eyes and detached herself from their embrace.
"Kazuya, I love you too but I..."
"..."
"...You know that I already have a fiance and... I'm tired of keeping you and our relationship in the dark." the girl whispered with melancholy in her voice.
Kazuya then gave a sad smile as he cupped her cheek with one hand and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.
"I know... I clearly know it, Setsuko."
"On pointe!" the ballet instructor exclaimed and at once, the dancers stood on their toes, wearing their satin pointe shoes.
The ballet instructor then motioned for the pianist to play the music and soon, the sound of the classical piece being played by the pianist filled the dance room and the dancers immediately danced with the music, all the while counting as to not miss a single step.
The ballet instructor eyed each one of them with critical eyes, noting any slight miss in their movements or footwork. Her eyes then landed on her favorite student who was as graceful as ever with her head held up high and an emotionless expression plastered on her face as she danced through their difficult and complex dance routine.
"Setsuko, come over here." she stated.
The raven haired girl then looked at her instructor questioningly but came towards her nonetheless.
"What is it, Madame Vivienne?" she asked the 40 year old former prima ballerina.
Vivienne then glared and pointed at her ankles. "Go to the infirmary now! If your ankle is sprained, at least notify me about it so I could let you skip today's practice! Don't you know how a simple sprain can grow worse with negligence and eventually ruin a ballerina's life?!" she lectured sharply towards her best student.
Immediately, sounds of hushed whispers from the other dancers filled the dance room as they murmur with one another.
"Wait, Fujiwara-san sprained her ankle?!"
"She looks perfectly fine to me..."
"Wow, look at that... the child prodigy is finally being scolded. Serves her right! She's too stuck up for her own good."
"I'll double your training regimen if you all don't shut up this instance!" Madame Vivienne exclaimed with her sharp and crisp voice that made the dancers' eyes widen in shock as they continued to dance their routine.
She turned her attention back to Setsuko and crossed her arms. "What are you waiting for? Head over to the infirmary to have your sprain treated. I forbid you to return to this dance studio in your pointe shoes until you have your sprain healed." she stated and then went back towards the other dancers to guide and check their positions.
Setsuko stared at them and bit her lip to stop her incoming protest. She knows that her ballet instructor was right. Madame Vivienne may be strict and a perfectionist but she cares a lot for her dancers. Even a single blister in their feet and she would immediately tell them to go to the infirmary.
Setsuko then gave a sigh of defeat and went inside the locker room to remove her pointe shoes and her black leotards. She then put on her Lobelia uniform and loosened up her long, wavy hair which was in a tight bun earlier and let it cascade down her back.
After slipping on her white school shoes and grabbing her black Chanel bag, she went out of the locker room and proceed her way down the hallways as she gave a call to her chauffeur to ready the car, clearly ignoring the orders of her ballet instructor to head to the infirmary.
When she was finally at the front gate, she spotted her chauffeur waiting for her. He opened the car door of the white limousine with his gloved hand and guided her inside where she sat on the cream leather couches.
The chauffeur closed the door and made his way towards the driver seat.
"Where are we headed, Setsuko-sama?" he politely asked.
Setsuko stared into the car window as an idea popped into her mind.
'Might as well visit my good for nothing fiance while I have the time..' she thought to herself. Her mother had been harping on about how she never visited her fiance's school and how he had involved himself in host club. Seriously, she wouldn't even bat an eye if ever her fiance had a hidden girlfriend behind her back.
"To Ouran Academy"
So, that's it for the second chapter. How is it? Please leave me a review or message so that I can hear your thoughts. Have a nice day!
