(hai yes)
(senpai some sort of formal-ish title for boys/men)
Skoteinos Metamfiezomai is my beta checker person
Hikaru rested his chin on his hands. He fixed his bright ocher eyes on the wall, peering through long pastel fingers. A tapped him on the shoulder. She was young, maybe 15, with deep set eyes and dark, straight hair reaching down to her steady shoulders. She had a pretty face, but he had to admit, the yellow uniform dress didn't suit her well. Her red lips and mysterious smile clashed with the pale yellow and sophistication of the gown. He was set with an unbreakable gaze, and finally the opened her mouth. "H-Hikaru." She paused and looked down at her feet, a deep red flushing up her cheeks, painting her face in embarrassment. "I would like…" She glanced up and quickly shifted her eyes back to the ground. "To know, if… if… maybe…" Another gap in her sentence and he realized that the room had already been emptied of all other life. She's wasting my time. He thought selfishly. She looked back up at him. Hikaru showed little effort to hide the impatience on his face. This made the shrink back in apology. Half of it, he was sure, was fear.
"And you would be?" He questioned, in an unmistakable tone.
"Yu-Yumi." She said, bashful. Noticing that his face portrayed no sign of reaction, she saw room to continue. "Hikaru." She said, gaining her confidence. "I want you to go out with me." She blushed deeper when she noticed his shocked expression, but she held her ground and kept her chin up. What she couldn't hide was the pleading look in her eyes. The twinkling desperation in those eyes was enough to squeeze a response from him.
"That wasn't a question." He corrected her, pulling a straight face. He raised one eyebrow silently and stared at her.
"I didn't ask you."
He opened his mouth and waited for words to come. Closing it in defeat, he pursed his lips and waited for her to say more.
A few soundless moments passed. "Look, I don't intend to waste your time, and I don't plan on letting you waste mine." She turned to make her leave.
"Wait."
Pivoting back to face him, she looked at his sitting figure again. Examining his lean features and topaz eyes.
Hikaru noticed her scrutinizing look and moved on. "One chance." He exaggerated the one, but intended something else.
She smiled and made her way to the double doors, her steps echoing in the empty marble room. Hikaru stood suddenly, remembering. "Friday, four."
Yumi stopped momentarily then pick up her pace once more. His eyes ed on the doors when they closed. But it wasn't long before they reopened and a familiar face walked in.
"Hikaru?" Kaoru searched his brother's vacant face. "Are you ok?" He waited for a response, but Hikaru remained silent. "Is anybody home?" He teased, knocking on his brothers pale forehead. "Hmm…." He regarded his twin, allowing his confused eyes to sweep Hikaru's frozen body. Having no more patience, he grabbed his brother's arm and yanked him out of place, letting go and allowing him to stumble onto the floor. "Oops?" He winced mockingly, waiting for his brother to respond.
"Ahh…" Hikaru complained.
"Let's GO."
Haruhi woke early to "Sakura Kiss" playing on her phone. "Hai?" She answered, reluctantly pushing back the sheets from her legs.
"Haruhi?"
"Hai."
"Where are you?"
"Home."
"HOME?!"
"Ugh…" She held the phone as far from her ear as possible until the ringing subsided. Reluctantly she brought it back. "Wh—" He cut her off.
"Haruhi, this is Tamaki. And don't EVER do that again! You scared me sick!"
"We've been through this, Senpai, it's the weekend. Do you know how many times I've told you to STOP CALLING ME WHENEVER I'M NOT THERE? I'm starting to go DEAF."
Whimper Click A long beep sounded through her phone and she snapped it shut irritably.
"Rich bd."
"Haaaaaaaaaaaru-chan!" She was tackled awake (yet again) by a small man. Why is there a man in my bedroom? The world may never know… He hugged her tightly and gazed up with sparkly puppy eyes. "Will you play with me and my bun-bun, Haru-chan?"
She rubbed her eye sleepily. "I'm tired, Hunny-senpai."
"B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-but—" He stuttered. What a baby-ish 12th grader…
Haruhi sighed. "Where is Mori-Senpai?"
"He said he's busy." The boy glanced downward sheepishly and flushed. This is embarrassing to him? "So I came to ask you, Haru-chan!" Hunny grinned at her once more, making her exhale with guilt.
"Ok. Who let you in?"
"Your mom."
(Awkward silence.) "That's my dad."
"Oh…"
"Look, go outside for awhile, I'll get ready and come out in a little bit."
"Ok!" He danced out of the room, swinging his stuffed bunny in wide arcs.
Haruhi followed him to the door and closed it behind him. "In ten years." After making sure that it was safely locked and Hunny-proof, she crawled back into bed and shut her eyes.
"What now?" She was rudely awakened from her dream (Johnny Depp squee) to find another man in her room. Dad, I am SO writing you out of my will. I may just DIE from lack of sleep if you keep letting them in like this. "I locked my freaking door! If you were meant to get through, the lock wouldn't BE THERE."
"Up."
"What?" Haruhi stared, dumbfounded. If I'd thought Tamaki had any sense of privacy…
"Please?" He raised his eyebrows pleadingly.
She sighed and pushed her covers back. "What do you want?"
"I dropped my toothbrush in your toilet."
"OUT."
