Okay, so here's chapter two of this one… sorry it took so long. I know it's kind of a weird little story, but a couple of you like it, right? So read this chapter, love it, and review, please! Only about 38 people have seen it so far, so if you like it tell your friends!
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My heart was pounding in my chest. It's probably like confessing to someone I like...or doing a risky bungee jump with an old rope. It's just as nerve-wracking. Go already! Be brave, Samayu...
I'm Samayu Yojin. I'm definitely not bragging or anything, but I have had a girlfriend, as in a friend who's a girl, during the fifteen years since I was born.
I looked down at the bag of cookies in my hand. I spent all of last night making them. It took me five tries. I have a gift today. It should be fine...
I stared at the two girls. It'd taken me two weeks to muster up the courage to make my move. They were the kind of girls that kept to themselves. I'll just ask them..."Do you want to try these? "...and not what I usually would say. Then, I'll make them my friends! "Hey..."
They turned towards me. Oh god. What do I do?!
I threw a cookie on the ground. I'm so stupid. I should really just turn around and leave without saying anything- "There. Bow down and eat it. You deserve to eat it this way. You're welcome, beggars."
Silence.
What am I saying?! I did it again!
I turned around and ran for the hills.
Yeah...it's a bad habit of mine. Because of my extremely warped, arrogant, stupid personality, I have never had a girlfriend. And on top of that, because of my bad mouth, all clubs rejected me...except for just one place.
I turned a corner at full speed.
The person who accepted me is—
BAM!
I crashed into somebody on the other side of the hall who had been carrying an armful of flowers. He dropped to the floor and the flowers fell everywhere.
—the guy I just crashed into."Tamaki!" I exclaimed.
The only thing is...
He stared at me. His eyes slid over to rest on the tiny ponytail on the right side of my head. He reached out suddenly and grabbed it. "What's up with your hair?!
...he's gay.
"Ow!" I squealed.
"I just gave you a nice haircut! Why did you mess it up?! What a waste!" he scolded me, attempting to yank the ponytail holder out of my hair.
"What?! No!" I yelped, slapping his hand away.
His name's Tamaki Suoh, and if he comes within six inches of a girl, he wants to fix her faults. "Well, you've got good timing," Tamaki told me as I helped him gather up the flowers. "I'm heading to the club room with these."
Oh, and that club he just mentioned? That's my club. Tamaki is the president of the Maidens' Club. I still think it's a strange club, though. By the way, this club has only two active members, and there are seven hidden ones, which means they're members by name only. Tamaki likes to see girls happy, so he started this club. Hence, all club activities are intended to "make girls happy".
Tamaki hummed as he unlocked the club room, cradling the flowers in his left arm. And I'm starting to think...well, he does kind of...look good with flowers around him.
Tamaki looked over at me and noticed me staring at him. How embarrassing. "What's wrong?" he asked.
I jolted, stumbling over a few words before blurting out, "A gay with flowers looks creepy." Augh! What am I saying?!
Tamaki smiled. "Really...you're so funny!"
"What's funny about that?!" I snapped.
"What? It's a compliment!" Tamaki yelled, dumping the flowers unceremoniously into a vase.
Argh! I did it again! I'm such a nasty person. He not only let me join his club...
"Besides," Tamaki beamed. "We're friends."
...but he also calls me his friend. "Humph. What kind of answer is that?" I grumbled.
Tamaki started humming again as he arranged the flowers. Taking a step away to admire his handiwork, he asked me, "How does it look?"
"Not special at all," I frowned. I couldn't have just told him it looked nice? I'm so stupid!
To me, Tamaki is...a precious friend.
I sat down at the table and sighed as I opened one of my textbooks. "Oh, by the way...it's really just you and me that are in this club."
"Yeah," Tamaki mumbled. "We had some people that wanted to join, but..." he trailed off.
Okay, I'll admit, losing some people was partially my fault. Telling girls they have to kneel down and lick my shoes is probably not the best way to get new club members. But I wasn't about to take all the blame. "Well, you too!" I said indignantly. Tamaki had chased after every girl who came within a foot of him, telling them that he could "fix them". He probably could have worded it a little differently.
That's why the image of this club isn't so good among the students here.
"What should we do?" I asked, resting my cheek in my palm.
"It's fine now," Tamaki told me. "Because it's fun this way."
"It's not fine—!"
Tamaki suddenly leaned over the table and covered my mouth. "Shh!" he whispered, pressing a finger to his lips.
"Ah, this must be the maiden's club," I heard a girl's voice say from the hall.
"Oh, is it?" I guess there were two of them. "I didn't know."
"Do you think they'll make us pretty?"
My eyes widened. I wonder if they want to join the club!
"Ah, but you shouldn't join them. It's useless. Didn't you see who's in it?"
"Oh, is that arrogant girl in it?"
"Yeah. That's what you'd get if you join. She has a bad mouth. She's clumsy. Her hair's always messy...Even that gay guy is more of a girl than her."
I snapped. I shook Tamaki off and bolted for the door, throwing it open and glaring at the two girls outside. "Hey, can you repeat what you just said?!" I growled. The girls screamed.
"Oh no. You were there?" one of them asked nervously.
"Yeah, I sure as Hell was! You guys are a load of—!" Believe me, I was about to unleash everything I had on these girls, but Tamaki came up behind me and clamped his hand firmly over my mouth, meaning the rest of my words were just a big string of undistinguishable mumbling.
He smiled at the two girls. "Sorry about that." And he pulled me back into the club room and shut the door behind us. I heard one of the girls sigh, "Oh, no."
The other one didn't sound as concerned. "I heard about him, though. He's handsome, but he's gay."
I thrashed around wildly until Tamaki let go of me. He put his hands on my shoulders and screamed, "You are an idiot!" I jumped a mile high. No, really. He startled me so bad our heads knocked together.
"Ow..." I mumbled. Tamaki released me and I stumbled into a chair, rubbing my head.
"What's the use of yelling at them when they just said that you're clumsy with a bad mouth?! You're so stupid! It's like telling them, 'Yes, it's just as you said', right?!"
I stared at him. He hadn't even been fazed. Is his head made of stone...?
Tamaki sighed. "Well...it made me upset, too."
I started shaking. "Yeah...how can I just sit back and say nothing?! I'll show them!" I whirled around, filled with a new kind of determination. "I'll be more girlish than you, Tamaki!"
Tamaki was obviously dismayed. "Excuse me?"
"Argh! I don't have time!" I stood up and dashed out the door. "I have to go plan a strategy! Bye!"
~Tamaki's Point of View~
I stared after Samayu in amusement. I really didn't know what to think of her. I guess I understood why she was so upset, but why try to be something she obviously wasn't? She's not really an unkind girl; she just has a difficult time opening up. She's just scared.
I sighed. "She really is...stupid."
~Samayu's Point of View~
I sat on my bed, staring at the wall and fuming. My pillow was in my lap, seeing as how I'd strangled it and screamed into it countless times already this afternoon. I was so angry. Tamaki's the first person who has ever called me a friend, and they called him...a gay. It upsets me more when they say bad things about him!
My door swung open and two of my brothers, Hikaru and Kaoru, came in.
"Samayu!" Hikaru chimed.
I sighed. "What, Bro?"
Kaoru looked at me sympathetically. "Why are you moody?" he asked.
I groaned and buried my face in my pillow again. No way would they understand.
Hikaru grinned. "Hey, why don't we play some video games? It'll cheer you up." Hikaru is the kind of guy that plays video games 24-7. He's a master. He calls me his apprentice. It's lucky he's so good looking, or else he'd be classified as a nerd for sure.
Kaoru mimed swinging a baseball bat. Baseball is his favorite thing in the world. Not because he likes the sport – he just likes destroying things with his baseball bat. "You can come play some remote control ball with me."
That's a game we invented where we throw old remote controls that don't work anymore at each other and try to smash them to smithereens by hitting them with the baseball bat,
That's not girlish at all!
Males dominate my family. As long as I can remember, I've only had males around. I grew up with absolutely no female influence. That's why I'm not used to girls, and that's why I long for a girlfriend... That's right...I need someone feminine...
The only person who popped into my mind was Tamaki. Oh, by the way, Tamaki's family is dominated by women. That's why Tamaki's girlish. Actually, more than that. He's gay.
That's it! I'll make Tamaki my mentor! He's not really a girl, though, but... I know! I should make a list.
I was finally pulled out of my mind when Kaoru and Hikaru started poking me.
"Samayu? Hello?"
"Say something!"
Tamaki stared at my list with an expression that made him look like he was choking. I had been pretty enthusiastic about my list when I'd started it, but I'd run out of ideas by bullet number five. So, my pathetic little list consisted of this:
1. Be nice.
2. Don't say anything nasty.
3. Smile all the time.
4. Don't get upset.
5. Above all else, act like a girl!
"What do you think?" I asked tentatively.
Tamaki snorted and broke down entirely into a wild fit of laughter. "What do you mean by 'act like a girl'?" he gasped.
I blushed. "Don't laugh!"
"Ah..." Tamaki's laughter died down and he looked at my expression. "Are you getting upset?" he asked curiously.
Well, what did he think?! "Augh!" I groaned.
That only set him off again. "Augh, huh?" he choked out amidst another bought of laughter.
No, Samayu, hang in there! I smiled sweetly at him. "So, what should we do today, idiot?"
He lost it again, this time so much that he dropped to his knees and started banging on the floor with his fist in hilarity.
"How dare you!" I shrieked, offended. It was an insult – how on earth could he find that so hilarious?! I can't do it...
The next day, my class had P.E. It's the one subject I excel at, having been playing everything from football to baseball to soccer with my brothers since I was four years old. And yet I still can't enjoy it, because nobody wants to come within a foot of me, so it's always too easy to win. I really wish somebody would challenge me for once. I'm not that scary, am I?
"Okay, everyone, pair up with another person and stretch," the Phys Ed teacher ordered, meeting a cacophony of groans from a bunch of girls.
There was a fair amount of scuffling to partner up with anyone who wasn't me, and in the end the only other person left without a partner was a girl staring at me like I was infected with the plague. This is my chance! If I talk to my partner nicely, she'll be surprised that I've changed so much. I'll tell her it was thanks to Tamaki, and maybe people will say nice things about the Maidens' Club!
My partner threw a final glance over her shoulder to make sure there was absolutely nobody else around for her to partner up with. There wasn't. "Hey, Yojin...I really don't want to do this..."
Okay! Now smile...well, I managed that much, at least. And say something nice, like "That's fine" or "I understand"...
Instead, what came out of my mouth was, "Did you wash your hands? Don't touch me with dirty hands." I'm so hopeless! No!
The girl burst into tears and ran to a separate pair, who assured her they'd be a group of three and gave me death glares.
"I can't believe she's being nasty with a smile."
"I think she's crazier now that she's in the Maidens' Club."
I'm not going to give up!
After school, while I was trying to figure out some of my homework, Tamaki came up behind me and put his hands on my shoulders. "Samayu, can you go shopping with me today?" he asked eagerly in a sing-song voice.
I looked up, surprised. "Huh? Shopping? What are you going to buy?"
"Oh… some fabrics, lace, maybe a few accessories."
Wow. Fabrics, lace, and accessories? How girlish! His hobby must be sewing. I sighed. Will I ever catch up to him?
Tamaki smiled fondly at me. "You know, you're really something." He reached out and placed his hand on my head. "Don't be so tense. We're friends, right?"
A kind hand...A kind voice...
"I want to help you," Tamaki told me.
Tamaki is so kind...
I looked away. I know he's gay, but he's just so darn cute! "I'm okay."
"Oh? Is that so?"
I can't stand it when people say bad things about Tamaki because of me. It's just not right! So, I have to make it!
"Let's go, Samayu!" Tamaki beamed.
As we made our way to his car, we passed a gated off piece of the school grounds. It was so beautiful- a rose garden. "Wow..." I breathed, staring through the chain link fence. "They're beautiful."
Tamaki laughed, as if he were shocked I knew how to acknowledge beauty. "Yeah. It's the school rose garden."
"But students can't go in," I pursed my lips, reading the sign the school dean had posted that said "Do not enter".
"You know, I got the dean's permission to go in there for a day," Tamaki told me, grinning.
My eyes widened. What kind of connections does he have?
Tamaki smiled at me. "So let's have tea together. I'll bet you anything it's very nice to have tea in the rose garden."
Tamaki is amazing. He comes up with things that I would never do. Tamaki...in my mind, I call you my mentor, but...
I'd never been inside the fabric store before. It's not a place I would enjoy by myself, but it was fun wandering around with Tamaki. When he stopped in the lace aisle to examine different rolls of the frilly stuff, I shrugged and picked up a roll myself. It's so pretty...
I caught Tamaki staring at me. He smiled and went back to minding his own business. I put down the roll and picked up another. Oh, this ribbon's nice. But how would I use it? On my hair...? I held it up to my head experimentally.
"Stop that," Tamaki ordered. I blushed and put the ribbon back. Tamaki seems so sophisticated. I should imitate him. Act smooth. I attempted to lean casually against a shelf, which only resulted in me squealing and leaping backwards as about twenty rolls of ribbon fell off of it and clattered to the floor. I apologized frantically to anyone who would listen and hastily restacked the ribbon as neatly as I could.
Tamaki kept two rolls of lace with him and walked up to the woman behind a counter who was apparently supposed to cut fabric for people. "Excuse me, can I get these? Five yards, please."
The woman smiled. It's hard not to smile at Tamaki. "Of course. "
Tamaki speaks softly. I should imitate him...I pulled a roll of black lace off a shelf and walked up to the woman. I was going to ask if she could give me just a couple feet of it (because despite what Tamaki said, I thought it would look cute in my hair) and tried to talk smoothly, like Tamaki had.
I got the tone right, but... "Excuse me; are these really the only ones you have?" I am such a hopeless case!
To make up for my rudeness, I bought nearly twenty yards of fabric in total. I guess I need to take up sewing.
Tamaki and I stopped at a little coffee shop next to the fabric store before he took me home. Over tea, he asked me, "So what are you making with all that fabric?"
"Hm? Oh...I don't know," I mumbled. "What about you, Tamaki?"
He smiled. "It's a secret."
A secret? What? Why are we so different?
"Oh, Samayu."
"Yeah?"
"What size do you wear?"
I choked on my tea. Spluttering, I asked, "Excuse me?! Why would you ask me that?! That's rude, you gay!"
"Gay? You're the one who's rude. Sorry I asked such a weird thing. Oh, and Samayu... don't come to the club for a while."
"What?!How come?!"
"Don't be upset," Tamaki smiled. "I just have a lot of things to do."
Going to school without going to the Maidens' Club...is so boring. Not to mention lonely. Boring and lonely. I sat in my desk with my head down, trying not to think about Tamaki. It wasn't working. Usually, I just go to the club after classes. Because I looked forward to seeing Tamaki, I could stand being alone in the classroom. I sighed. No. I should use this time to act more feminine and surprise Tamaki. I can sew something with my new fabric...
I sighed, pulling the folded roll of red fabric out of my bag. I had marked it with pins last night in hopes of making a skirt, but I hadn't sewn a stitch so far.
A girl in my class came up to my desk and handed me a graded sheet of paper. "Hey, here's your assignment."
Remember...to smile... I beamed and told her, "Thank you so much, bitch!"
Days passed. I was a wreck. My brothers were all freaking out because I was so depressed. My life just seemed so empty.
After a week and a half had passed, when the school day came to an end, I began to have my doubts. It was bound to happen, I suppose. I mean, by now I couldn't walk without my knees wobbling. I was in need of some serious help, professional or otherwise. I wonder if Tamaki hates me now. I haven't seen him for days. Is it because I'm rude? Is it because I'm such a loser? I...I want to see him. Oh, frick, I was crying. "Oh..." I sighed, brushing the tears out of my eyes. I want to see Tamaki. Tamaki...
I stopped in the middle of the hall and looked towards the stairs. Just one glimpse is enough. He's a second year, huh...then...I'll be fine. As I made my way up the stairs to the floor the juniors are normally confined to, I found myself wishing that we were in the same year. Why couldn't I have been a year older, or him be a year younger?
There were a lot of students in the hall. I looked around, hopelessly lost. Which class is he in? I'll need to ask someone...
I approached a couple of girls. "Um..."
They looked at me, not trying to hide their obvious distaste to see a first year in their hall.
"Um, T-T-Tamaki..." I stammered. I was afraid to say something that would make girls in the junior class hate me, too.
They stared at me. "How creepy," one of them said before they walked away.
Tamaki... I sighed and looked around, hoping to see him. No such luck. I guess I'll ask someone else. This time, I walked up to a boy. He didn't look too amused, either. "Um, Tamaki..." I trailed off. This guy was giving me a death glare.
He raised an eyebrow. "Tamaki? Oh, you mean that gay guy."
Something inside me went off. I felt like a bomb. "What..."
I kicked the kid as hard as I could in the ribs. He staggered backwards. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
"Don't call Tamaki a gay guy!" I yelled. "You freaking moron!"
"What?! How dare you!"
"You are!"
Oh dear, our scream fest had attracted a crowd. A girl pointed at me and said to her friend, "Yikes. Who's that girl yelling over there? A first year?"
"Oh, I know her. She's in that Maidens' Club."
"She sure doesn't look like a maiden."
Oh, no. I couldn't cry now! Not here! Of course...I'm like this because...
Tamaki came running out of nowhere and hit me over the head with that wooden framed paper fan of his. Tamaki!
"Augh!" he yelled. "You are such an idiot!" He grabbed my ear (I'd only ever seen that in movies. Let me tell you firsthand, it hurt) and barked, "Come here!" Then, noticing the array of his classmates that had gathered to watch our little scene, he smiled and said, "Excuse us. And by the way, the Maidens' Club is having a spectacular show after school. So please come if you'd like to. "
All I could think as he dragged me into an empty classroom was his name. I was just so happy to see him. Tamaki...
He shut the door and released me. "Really now...what were you doing?" he asked.
I couldn't take it. I was so upset. I rammed into him and just held onto him, hugging him and trying to keep from crying. Tamaki...
He sighed and wrapped his arm around me. "Stupid. I told you that I wanted to help you. But you went and acted like that."
"It's because I got so mad when he called you gay!" I protested.
"I'M MORE UPSET THAT PEOPLE ARE MAKING FUN OF YOU!" Tamaki shrieked. "I hear about you everywhere! But, you were trying to do something by yourself, so it made me act like that, too."
"What?"
"Hm? Didn't you know?" Tamaki smiled and reached for my face, cupping my chin in his fingers and tilting my face up to be sure I was looking into his eyes. I'd never seen anything so sexy. "We're going to shock them with something."
There were students in our club room. A lot of them. They were all talking. I could hear some of them complaining.
"Really now."
"What's up with the show?"
"Yeah, how long are we going to wait?"
That's when Tamaki pulled me into full view of everyone. And believe me, I caught every person in the room's attention...because I was beautiful.
A group of girls were staring at me with wide eyes. "Who's that?!"
"Is she a celebrity?!"
"Are they shooting a drama here?"
"She's a member of the Maidens' Club," I heard one of our members in name that Tamaki had strategically placed in the crowd call.
"No way. It's that girl?" (I'm assuming he meant me.)
"She totally changed."
"What's this all about?"
I did look drastically different, mainly due to the flowing brunette wig that made my hair look like it was down to my hips and the extensive makeup artistry that Tamaki had done to me. And the dress. The dress Tamaki made for me to wear was so wonderful. Although I was still confused. What's this all about? I have to know!
Tamaki was standing next to me, probably making sure I wasn't going to try to run for it. "Samayu," he whispered. "Smile."
So I did, and everybody in the room gasped. I heard whispers of "So cute" rippling through the crowd. Tamaki looked smug as he led me through the room and out of it.
"What's going on?" A girl asked her friend.
Another of the hidden club members informed her, "They're having a tea party in the backyard."
I paused for just an instant. In the backyard...? In the rose garden?!
I had guessed right. Our third hidden member stood at the gate to the rose garden once we arrived there and held it open for us. "Welcome."
I imagine that Heaven looks like how the rose garden did that day. There were roses of every color everywhere you looked. The remaining four hidden club members were standing around in the garden, beaming. And a circular table with two chairs set for tea fit for the Queen of England herself waited underneath an arch with roses curling up the sides.
Is this...is this what he...was planning? I wondered as Tamaki pulled out one of the chairs for me. I felt so awkward, but I suppose it must have been romantic, because there were girls pressed against the fence watching us almost crying with envy. A few tried to slip into the garden after us, but the club member at the gate shut it before they could get in. "If you're not a member of the Maidens' Club, please do not enter," he said sweetly.
Tamaki handed me a cup of tea. "Here you go."
I sat there, paralyzed. The girls watching through the fence were going to get the chain link pattern pressed into the skin on their faces for sure. "Tamaki...?"
He smiled. "Yes?"
"What is this?"
He looked even smugger than he had ten minutes ago, which I hadn't thought was possible. "I told you we'd shock them."
Heck, I was shocked, and I was the one wearing the dress and having tea. "I can't believe this. It's too much..."
"It wasn't easy. I had to sew your dress, and I needed to borrow some stuff from my sisters' friends. That's why I asked you about your size and went to the fabric shop. I couldn't see you for a while because of the preparations. I did this because...they picked on my friend." He crossed his arms and smirked. "It had to be spectacular! So I had to do something big."
I was deeply touched. I'd never felt like this before. So happy. Tamaki...Hey, maybe I can tell him now...when I'm all girlish...and smiling..."Tamaki..."
"Hm?"
I beamed. "Thank you..."Can I tell him just with that?
Tamaki's eyes widened. "Oh, my! Say that again!"
I did it! "Ah...I mean, who asked you to do this? And how much did you spend?" I'm such an idiot.
Tamaki stared at me and sighed. Turning around, he threw his hands in the air and said, "I give up. You're really hopeless."
No! Tamaki! I opened my mouth in wordless protest. I was seriously going to cry.
He turned around and grinned. "Just kidding," he laughed, coming back over and sitting across from me. "Here, drink your tea."
I… not only worry about becoming friends with a girl. I also worry about my friendship with you, Tamaki.
I wish I could tell him that.
So, that was chapter two! I thought Tamaki was kind of appropriate in this chapter for his character… spastic, weird, and insanely thoughtful. I wish I had a real life Tamaki Suoh (teehee). Anyway, if you liked it – or only read it – PLEASE review! Reviews are my oxygen! I mean, you don't want me to die, do you?
I love you all and thanks for reading!
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