"Where the fuck have you been?" Hikaru's eyes narrowed, as the words spat out at her.
Her large brown orbs widened as he stared back at him, shocked. "What's come over you, Hikaru?" With a small forced laugh, she tried to walk away, but was restrained by a strong hand on her wrist, pulling her back.
"Answer my question." He growled, his grip on her wrist getting tighter.
She winced, before answering. " There was a car crash on the road and the bus couldn't pass. Quit it, Hikaru!" Haruhi said, her voice this time more stern, expression austere.
"What's his name?" The redhead asked, twisting the skin on her wrist.
It finally hit her. Is that why he was acting so odd? Afraid of what he might do to her client, Haruhi hesitantly shook her head, trying to pull away. "That's none of your business, Hikaru."
Wrong move.
He replied by striking her cheek with his free hand, receiving a gasp from the brunette before him. Her mouth opened to speak, but was interrupted by strong fist hitting her eye. "H-hikaru.." Her soft voice cried out, but she was pushed her back, causing her to fall onto the floor outside their door. His normal mischievous eyes looked at her blankly, before the door closed in front of her.
Tears flowed from her eyes, as Haruhi covered her stinging cheek and bruised eye with a hand, leaning onto the wall for support as she stood up on shaky knees. She had been strong her entire life, right? Even after her mother died, she made sure to be strong for herself and her father, right? So, it's okay to cry this one time... right?
After a few moments, she took deep breaths, trying to calm herself down, she slowly began her way out onto the sidewalk, crying silently into her hands. No cell phone, no food, and it was dark outside. With no direction in mind whatsoever, the lawyer began to walk.
She had never felt so lonely before.
"Mon ami!" A tall blonde greeted happily as waved, skipping happily towards his friend.
"Same as usual, aren't you, Tamaki." A man with glasses chuckled softly, running a hand through his neatly cut black hair.
"You too, Kyouya. Should we get going?" Despite his childishness, he was still the heir to the Suoh family.
Nodding, the two entered the car. They had seen each other at parties and spoke to eachother on the phone, but it had been a while since the two had actually had a conversation.
In the limo, they chatted about how their businesses were doing, if they had spoken to the others, and such.
"I heard from Kaoru that Hikaru and Haruhi are getting pretty serious, hm?" Kyouya said, wondering if his friend still had feelings for the girl.
Tamaki nodded with a smile, with a tinge of sadness, as Kyouya saw. "At least she's happy. Oh! Here we are ~ " The blonde thanked the driver, before the two headed into the restaurant.
"That was delicious, wasn't it, Kyouya?" Tamaki sighed happily as the two exited the 5-star restaurant, only to see it was starting to rain.
"Yes, that was. It was good speaking to you again, Tamaki." Kyouya nodded, before pulling out his phone to call his driver.
Noticing what he was doing, Tamaki shook his head, taking his phone. "Non, non! I'll give you a ride, you don't have to wait in this rain, you'll get a cold." He grinned, gesturing to the open door of the limo.
Kyouya smiled, before nodding and entering the vehicle, glad to see that his friend's kindness was still the same.
"To Kyouya's!" Tamaki said to the driver, as the car started. He looked out the window, a small frown on his face. "I hate the raaain~" He sighed, watching the droplets of water roll down the window. Tamaki was surprised to see a figure walking out in the rain, with no umbrella. "Oh, foolish people these days. What were they thinking, walking I the rain like that?"
The car stopped at a red light, allowing the man to take a look at the person outside for a moment. Kyouya glanced at Tamaki, after hearing a shocked gasp. "What?"
His question was unanswered, for Tamaki threw the door open, and began running out towards the person. "Tamaki-san?" The driver asked, and looked back to Kyouya, who quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and looked out the door to see the man outside, covering the girl that was walking with his jacket. Kyouya sighed, leaning back into his seat. 'Sometimes, he's a little too kind.' He thought, hearing a honks from the cars behind.
After a few moments, Kyouya looked back out to see him coming back, the girl in his hands. What was he thinking, taking random strangers off the street into his limo, just because it was raining.
"Kyouya, scoot over!" Tamaki yelled. Though he went a bit too far sometimes, Kyouya always complied to Tamaki's instructions, since they were always for good. He scooted over on the seat, watching the figure walking towards the car.
As he neared, Kyouya couldn't stop looking at the girl whose face was buried in Tamaki's shirt, soaked by the water.
Entering the limo, he gently put her down on the seat, still holding her in his arms. "Back to the house. Wait, Kyouya, do you want to get dropped off first?" Tamaki spoke quietly this time, and Kyouya could hear soft sobs from the girl.
This time, it was his question that was ignored.
"Haruhi...?"
Hurrhurrr.
Tamaki and Kyouya enter c: I know, they're both pretty short chapters, sorry :v