Title: Just You and Me
Chapter Three: Just a Flutter
Kaoru's eyes widened with shock as he realized who the girl was and in his head he wondered, why this had not dawned on him before.
"Hey Kaoru, you alright?" He heard Hikaru say.
He should have known. The magazines had said something about her family being big in the fashion design industry, he just hadn't acknowledged the information right. Even if he had, who would have guessed Yumi would be the girl his brother was engaged to.
Hikaru waved a hand in front of his brother's face. When that didn't work he shook him by the shoulder which seemed to reanimate him.
"What?" Kaoru asked as he turned to look at his brother. Hikaru just shook his head. Their mother turned to them and introduced them to the woman in the navy blue suit. Her name was Megumi Takada, a former model and now a well known fashion designer. She was also now one of the current owners of Autumn Designs and Yumi's aunt.
"I am sorry Kumiko could not be here. My sister had a prior arrangement she could not get out of," Megumi said. Yumi rolled her eyes at her aunt then turned to the twins. She smiled and waved at Kaoru. He smiled back at her while his brother watched the interaction between the two with mild suspicion and a raised eye brow. After all the introductions were made they went into the dinning room for dinner.
(One Week Later)
He stared at her picture in the magazine and sighed. Why had his brother been the lucky one, engaged to her? He didn't even appreciate her, he was too preoccupied fighting with Tamaki to win Haruhi's affection. The irony...Haruhi was as clueless as ever, thinking it was all just a ploy to keep her from studying. Kaoru sighed again and tossed the magazine over his head where it landed on the floor along with a few others. All of them featured a model by the name of Yumi Yamamoto who was slowly gaining recognition all over Japan. But why did he care?
Maybe because he liked her? Loved her? No, it was too soon for love. Hell, he barely even knew her enough to say he felt either of the two...Or was it like in those love stories in books or movies where people decide after three days that they're in love? Kaoru rolled over on the bed, burying his head in a pillow as he sighed again. This wasn't a book, this wasn't a movie. This was reality, not fiction, the place where... He groaned and turned to look up at the ceiling. He was giving nothing way to much thought, or maybe he was just thinking too much. With ever one it was, it was giving him a headache.
Kaoru got out of bed and went downstairs to the kitchen to find some asprin. Just as he reached the foot of the stairs the doorbell rang. He continued to the kitchen, found his asprin, and filled a glass with water. The doorbell continued to ring, increasing his headache. Where the hell is everyone today? He thought as he went to answer the door. Kaoru opened the door to see Yumi on her way to her car.
"Hey Yumi!" Kaoru called. She turned back to look at him and her solemn expression turned to one of bright happiness that made him smile. She walked back up the steps to meet him at the door of the mansion.
"Hello Kaoru-chan," She said. "Is your brother here?"
His widened. How did she know who he was? He expected her to think he was his brother. Upon seeing his shock, Yumi pointed to his jacket. Kaoru's name was embroidered over the left pocket.
"It was a lucky guess," Yumi responded with a chuckle.
"Hikaru's not here...He had some homework to do at school today. I'm not sure when he'll be back."
"Oh," She gazed sadly at her feet for a minute before looking up with a smile on her face. "Well, better luck next time then."
He probably should have told her the truth, but for some reason, Kaoru just couldn't tell the girl that her fiancee was out with some other girl, even if they were accompanied by Tamaki. He had refused to allow his precious daughter to go out unchaperoned with some hooligan.
"See you later Kaoru," Yumi said as she turned back once again in the direction of her car.
"Hey, do you want to come in? I'm on my own right now," Kaoru said quickly before she could leave. "We can watch a movie or something." He could almost feel the blush on his cheeks. Why the hell did that keep happening?
"No, that's okay. I'm supposed to be at a photo shoot in a half hour," She replied. "But here's a thought, why don't you join me? It gets lonely with no one to talk to some times."
"Sure. Let's go."
She linked her arms with his just as she had done that first day and the two hurried down the steps, right after he locked the door, to the black car waiting in the driveway.
(Far off in a commoner mall)
"I will not allow you to be so indecent with my daughter!" Tamaki said, loud enough for the entire store to hear and allow people to stare at the three. Maybe even the whole mall hear him.
"Tamaki," Haruhi said with her forhead in her hand. "It's a sweater, and would you please keep it down. People are starting to stare."
Now there was an understatement. The manager had just been waiting to kick them out since the moment they arrived. The only thing the two males had been doing since they had arrived was arguing, occasional teasing from Hikaru, and Tamaki's yelling about his precious daughter being harassed by a certain red-headed miscreant. All this left poor Haruhi in the middle wondering how many places she would be banned from entering by the time they left. She let out a deep sigh. Right now she was wishing she could crawl under one of the racks and hide like when she was little and her father was being...strange we'll say.
"Would both of you please keep quiet for a moment?" She took the clothes that Tamaki and Hikaru were holding. "I'll be in the dressing room."
"Do you need some help my precious daughter?" Tamaki asked. He sunk back after recieving a death glare from Haruhi.
"What are pervert," Hikaru said with a laugh.
"It is normal for a father to help a daughter dress."
"No it's not, well maybe when they're little. But you're not her father my lord."
"Says who?"
The two began to glare at each other just as Haruhi came out of the dressing room wearing a light green strapless sun dress with cherry blossom petals scattered around the skirt. She rolled her eyes upon seeing the two and spun around in front of the mirror. Well, it certainly didn't look too bad, but it really wasn't her style. She preffered a simpler look.
"Hey Haruhi," Hikaru said into her ear. "Tamaki's ogling you. I bet he's thinking perverted thoughts."
"I am not!" Tamaki said from behind them.
Haruhi shook her head. "Let's just say you both are thinking perverted thoughts. Now can you two let you so I can change." There, that should keep them busy. She thought as she went back into the dressing room.
When she came back out, ready go, she found the two still arguing about which one of them was having perverted thoughts. Haruhi sighed as she grabbed an arm from each of them and dragged them out of the store before the manager came to kick them out. The past hour had dragged on forever and Haruhi was already feeling tired, much like shopping with her father who was constantly trying to get her in to frilly pink dresses.
She dragged the two into the nearest restaurant in the food court and sat down. Her feet hurt like hell but at least the two were finally quiet. They ordered some food to eat and ate in almost complete silence. When they were done, they went back to checking out nearly every store in the mall. She would never understand what the two of them found so darn fascinating about the place and every thing in it.
Author Note: I think they may have come out a bit out of character. But any how, tell me what you think and thank you for reading. Please review!
