Me: Hi, this the second chapter to my OHSHC Fan Fiction and it's in the POV of Hikaru. I don't own these characters except for Pandora and don't make any profit out of this story.
Although...if I did own them...mwahahaha! :)
Tamaki : Save us! Please!
Me: *Tightens rope and wacks him on the head with a frying pan* Shut it, Blondie, you're mine now! *Evil grin*
Honey-sempai: Umm , Enjoy?
Mori-sempai: … T_T
As Haruhi didn't have the will to cook for me and five other ravenous guys, and apart from herself, not one us barely knew how to make a sandwich (What was with cutting the block of cheese into slices?), we decided to dine out and discover more American cuisine. We ventured out to a restaurant around the corner from our apartment block, which seemed fairly popular with the rest of the neighbourhood.
I didn't really know what to expect from Boston, since it was so different from Ouran. As we walked to our destination, Kaoru and I stared in wonder at the endless path of chewing gum engraved onto the pavement we walked upon, and I ended up walking into a lamp post twice from not concentrating on where I was going. Kaoru just laughed, as always, and dragged me from my stunned spot behind the lamp post and carried on walking.
Kyouya walked beside us looking bored, with his mobile pressed to his ear and was talking about something medical, for which made my head hurt when I tried to listen in from the mass use of scientific vocabulary. Honey-sempai was in front of him on Mori's back, sulking because they didn't let Usa-Chan accompany them and refused to talk to anyone. I wasn't too worried – I was sure he would instantly perk up once he saw all the cake at the restaurant.
Tono and Haruhi were in front of the rest of the group, leading the way since they had been there once before. Their hands were entwined as they talked about couple-y stuff, and I tried not to listen in. However much I tried not to, I couldn't help but still feel a pang of jealousy towards Tamaki. I was happy for them both, I really was, but that still didn't change my feelings for Haruhi. They were gradually fading, ever so slowly, but they were still there all the same. A dim glow in the back of mind, for which I wasn't sure would ever truly extinguish.
I just felt so, so lonely right now, even with Kaoru by my side. I tried to put it out of my mind, but I guess my body language thought otherwise when Kaoru said quietly to me, "Hikaru, it's all right you know, to still feel like this. Anyone would."
I started to discreetly walk slower, until Kaoru and I were a reasonable distance behind the others. Thankfully, they didn't realise, all immersed in their own sh*tty little perfect lives. "I know, it's just, oh, I don't know, why...", I made no sense, but I think Kaoru understood me all the same.
"I know brother, please, just, don't let it get you down okay? You put up such a good front in front of everyone, but I know your breaking inside. It pains me to see you like this.", he said sympathetically, taking my hand in his. Not romantically or anything, just comforting.
We rounded the last turn the others had just made and saw the Restaurant in our view. There were glass tables scattered outside, and the whole place was buzzing. Kyouya would have naturally booked us a table anyhow, so didn't give it a second thought. I squeezed his hand lightly, "Your right. I'm, moving on.", I said, then added to lighten the atmosphere, "Hey, I bet there's some chicks who like a twin thing, 'ay, Kar?", grinning mischievously and giving him a nudge.
He flashed me one equally as devilish back, and sniggering like the psychopaths we were, we made our way into the American/Italian pizza house.
For a commoner's Restaurant, I had to admit the food was exemplary. Honey had somehow coaxed everyone to have dessert first (Involving pictures of Haruhi back in Middle-School), and everything was going well, until something strange happened, something that knocked me off my feet completely unawares. One by one the Host Club ordered, and Kaoru and I were left to say ours. Like always, we spoke at the same time, but, instead of saying the same thing in unison like always, we ordered two different things.
This was the first time something this had ever happened, and Kaoru and I looked at one another with horrified expressions on our faces. It was a scary thought, to think that we were drifting ever further apart from each other, and I think Kaoru had thought this too. Actually, after what had just happened, I wasn't even sure what he was thinking any more.
"Kaoru...", I murmured, holding up my hand at the same time that he did and saying, "Hikaru..."
Realizing we were once again in unison, we laughed it off. I think it was more of a front though than anything though, to cover up in front of the others. Possibly, though we would never admit it, something to delude ourselves that we weren't separating, that everything was going to be okay.
When the desserts came (Honey-sempai had apparently changed his order when we weren't looking to the whole chocolate fudge cake instead of just a slice), Kaoru and I shared ours between us to try the different flavours. What scared me the most though, the thing that really got to me, was that I barely liked what he had chosen, and I think he felt the same for mine too. We ate them both anyway, so the rest wouldn't notice.
I caught Haruhi occasionally looking my way, a worried expression hidden in a false smile. The eyes gave it away, those big, beautiful brown eyes she beheld so intricately; they were too pure to be dishonest by her true inclines. In some ways, by the single way she would look at me, I believed that she knew everything there was about me, every thought I had ever held. Although, I didn't really think she knew just how much I really loved her, that I'd let her love for Tamaki rise over my own feelings, so she could be happy. I think that was the best gift I would be able to give her, happiness. She wouldn't ever be truly happy with me, I knew that, so I think this was the best way to go.
Halfway through the main (Kaoru and I had made sure we had the same this time – Carbonara Pasta) I noticed a couple of girls seated near us kept glancing our way, then pretending to look at the menu for cover even though they were already eating. I nudged Kaoru, then flicked my eyes in the girl's direction, motioning for him to look. He quickly cottoned on, and looked back to me, flashing that devilish smile, mirroring my own.
My twin spiked a piece of the pasta with his fork, and expertly raised it to my lips, leaning in towards me whilst doing so. I complied, opening my mouth and slowly taking the pasta from him. A speck of the sauce was left at the side of my mouth, and Kaoru licked his thumb, brushing over it. You could hear the girl's intakes of breath and muffled squeals from a mile off.
"Hikaru, Kaoru...", Kyouya tutted disapprovingly from the other side of the table.
He didn't usually care about such things, I guess the shadow king himself had a heart after all.
"If you're going to do it, at least do it whilst club activities are on. Such a waste...", he added darkly.
Just forget I said anything. Please.
By the time the silver plait clock on the wall had struck the nine, we were all leaned back on our chairs, with tight belts and satisfied smiles on our faces. Kyouya had just called for the bill, when the most beautiful woman I had ever seen came over to our table. It was a different kind of beauty to Haruhi, who in her own way was also graceful and charming. No, this girl, she was...wow.
Her long blonde hair fell down her back in slight waves, and her bright blue eyes captivated me; both were shimmering than any star I had ever laid eyes on. As she walked over to us, you could here a slight clipping noise from the red heels she wore with tight black trousers, and a spotless white blouse. The material clung to her curves, and her hips swayed as she drew nearer. I only realised she was one of the staff here when she spoke up, but even then I wasn't really taking in what she was actually saying. Her voice was like soft bells chiming in a small village; pure, sweet, and absolutely breath-taking.
The Goddess (How could she even be possibly Human?) was talking to Kyouya, exchanging receipts and bank cards. I was unconsciously becoming more jealous as the seconds ticked by, until when she stood back up to a proper stance (Roughly just a little shorter than my own tall stature), and looked me straight in the eye. Everything around me blurred out as our eyes made contact, a mixture of passion, desire, and maybe even a bit of downright lust wedged in the package as well.
She smiled at me, only briefly, but it made my heart race even faster than before. And then, she just left, disappearing behind the staff-only kitchen doors, the whole moment vanishing into nothingness. I could feel my aching heart sink back down a thousand feet or so, right back down to reality.
I looked around the table at my fellow companions, all of who were oblivious to the past recent events. I didn't get it – the most beautiful, glorious, magical GODDESS had just appeared before us, and not one of them seemed even remotely interested. I shook my head, dumbfounded. Even Kaoru, my own brother, was just pushing his chair in neatly, ready to leave. The rest soon followed in pursuit, pushing their chairs in and starting to make their way to the doors.
Grumbling inwardly, I joined the others, and we stepped out into the cool breeze of the late summer evening. The sun was just now setting, and the sky wore a whole range of beautiful colours. I couldn't help but be reminded of the Goddess I had just met.
Kaoru, now ever faithfully by my side once again, kept flashing me curious looks towards my starry-eyed, zoned-out expression, but otherwise didn't comment.
The apartment block we were living in was a fairly modern assemble to the otherwise older, dull street. Its walls were still white for one thing, making it stand out from the other grey city buildings, the wall's stained by the city's pollution. The glass shined and reflected your face slightly as you walked by, which proved to be quite appealing to your average group of girls on a night out. As you walked in through the automatic glass doors, you would be met by a security guard in a black uniform, who would dip his head ever so inwardly as a sign of greetings, and a secretary behind a glass desk reading the latest vogue magazine in their spare time. The lobby wasn't overly large or as grand as some I had seen back in Japan, but it had a nice feel to it all the same. I was still getting used to it – after all, this was my first day here – but I knew, somehow, I was really going to enjoy it here. Just the simplest of things I liked, the way how when you walked through the lobby with its not-quite marble flooring, your shoes would constantly squeak and make a funny noise. The first time Kaoru and I had entered the said building, we had spent the first ten minutes seeing who could make the loudest squeak, much to the others dislike, as they covered their ears with mock-death faces. It was funny.
As we walked in now, Kaoru and I grudgingly didn't carry on from where we left off, seeing the others glare at us morbidly. Their faces almost made me want to take a step back, just to be on the safe side.
I don't know how, or why, but I think fate was on my side that night, nudging me along. I didn't purposely do it, how was I supposed to know anyway? What I did know though, was that somehow, fate had made my shoe laces go undone. It sounds stupid, but I believe that with all my heart. Maybe it was just chance, a coincidence. But I don't think so. Not one bit.
As I noticed my shoe laces had worked their way undone once again, I bent down to tie them as the rest made their way up the stairs to the upper floors, and told them I'd catch them up. No way was I going to get a black eye by letting Kaoru trip me up on the stairs (again).
It was about that time that she walked into the lobby.
I had just finished with my shoes, and was wiping non-existent dust off my knees (why did people do that?) when I saw her for the second time that night, the Goddess. She saw me too from across the lobby, and I was about to say something when her bag suddenly split open, spilling her belongings across the slippery floor. My first thought was, /Why do women feel the need to carry around so much useless sh*t everywhere?/, my second, more rational was (or from a man's point of view), /Oh, right, yeah, this would probably be a good time to help her, instead of standing like an idiot gawking at her gorgeous t*ts...no, I did not just think that! Bad Hikaru! ...Oh, yeah, helping, got it! /
The Goddess was already on her hands and knees scrambling for her scattered possessions, blushing madly behind her make-up. I jogged over and collected some of the items that had decided to train for the marathon instead of the sack race – it still amazed me how on earth the inanimate objects had travelled so far on their own accord.
We were too busy collecting the stuff from other ends of the lobby to interact, but I saw she gave me a quick grateful smile once she realised I was helping. When I finished gathering all of it from my half, I walked over to join her. She stood up, also finished by the time I came over, and I passed the belongings over. Our fingers touched whilst doing so, and immediately my heart started to pound so hard I thought it would come flying out of my chest.
"So, is this a hobby of yours, Stalking random women?", the Goddess joked to me with a teasing smile.
She spoke to me. Me, Hikaru Hatatchin! I know, I'm over-reacting, but you'd understand if you were even in the very presence of this phenomenal being. I couldn't really think of anything to say, so without thinking it over properly like the retard I was, I ended up spluttering, "No! Err...No, I..."
"I'm kidding!", she said, lightly mock-punching my arm. "I'm Pandora.", she said warmly, the bells of her voice chiming their most sweetest.
"H, Hikaru", I managed to stutter out. God, she must've thought I was such an idiot! I could barely even form two words around her – correction, ONE word around her. There was something about, something that just knocked me off my feet.
Literally. We were walking towards the stairs, and I mustn't of tied my shoes properly, because all of a sudden I was down on the ground in a rather ungracious manner. Pandora looked down at me, and started to walk up the stairs, laughing. "See you around, Hikaru", giving me one of those prize winning smiles.
And you know what? I really, truly hoped so.
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