Chapter Three
A black-haired guy with glasses
Suou Tamaki.
The son of Suou Yuzuru.
Or known as, the son of the Principal of Ouran Academy.
Or recognized as, the son of the person who had given me a scholarship, a chance to study in one of the most prestigious institute in Japan.
Or properly well-known as, the son, who I just scolded and yelled at, of the chairman.
And the son who's going to tell his father to take back my scholarship and ends my high school year.
And for shall I be known as 'Haruhi, The Blackmailed Scholar'.
Oh good grief. Why do I have to act to be all that strong in front of him even though he knew that I'm not? All of it, I mean, no matter how much I try to convince myself that he's going to lose to me and that he'll stop threatening me, but still, he is able see right through me. Through all my schemes, cutting me out in conversations, reading my mind…
And I bet he's thinking of a way to get rid of me for what I'd said last time right now.
"Oh, don't worry. I'm not letting you go that easily. But please do remember that, no matter you're a boy or a girl, I won't go easy on you next time."
I shudder. Well, it's pretty obvious that I'm toast today. For all I can see it, I have absolutely no chance of living – if God let me – peacefully throughout the day, if he really meant what he'd said yesterday. There's no way that I can find a way to escape these plans of him. It really annoys me that a boy would make me think like this, thinking about my safety although I'm in the school grounds.
Oh wait, he's not just a boy.
He's actually the Principal's son.
God, why do the bad guys have to play such an important role in my life? Can't it just be a nice, typical, smart boy that fit the part instead of the ones that I definitely hated most? And definitely not the kind that their father had given me a scholarship for my studies! My, I truly wonder where God is leading me to.
Okay, so a good smart boy will be alright for me to hang with right now. And I just need to find him…
Hold it! What am I thinking? Finding a boy? What am I, desperate?
I've got the twins, so there's no reason for me to seek out for a boy for me to hang out… and one that could protect me from him…
Okay, this is SO NOT COOL.
"Fujioka Haruhi?" a voice calls out my name and I abruptly avert my gaze to the owner of the truly fluid tone that chimes in my ears.
And then I see this black-haired boy with glasses looking down at me with a smile that I cannot translate. His voice clearly had sent me off from where I had sat. Did God answered my prayers or am I just imagining things? To my eyes, he's simply the perfect guy to fit into the ideal role that I had thought of a while ago. He looks intelligent with those glasses. He smiles, that would have made him nice, no? He's holding a black file close to his chest and a pen on one hand, while without anxiety occupies the empty seat in front of me. To think that somehow I manage to get some shut eyes for a couple of minutes in one of the four libraries of the academy.
And thanks to him, I wake up just in time for my next class.
"I'm sorry to interrupt you, Haruhi but I would like to ask you something." He pauses as I am about to huddle my books. "Where did you get the uniform from?"
His eyes dart me like an eagle eyeing its prey from above. I could feel my hairs standing due to his gaze. His genuine smile suddenly turns into a frown which I then take back those words of him being the ultimate, perfect guy for my ideal choice.
"Um… It's from the twins. They bought it for me," I stutter in every word I say. His eyes continue to choke me by the second. If only the words he says next aren't that traumatizing, I probably would have died of suffocating.
"How nice of them," He then stands up from his seat. "And do send my regards. It's been long since I made contact with them." And then he walks out from the library and goes to only God knows where.
While I, on the other hand, quickly pack my stuffs and head to class, clutching onto the thought that there will be a day that the best guy will be perfect enough to fit for the role.
I just know there will be one.
Someday.
Shit, I forgot to ask him his name!
The twins greet me warmly as I step into the class and make my way to my seat. Hikaru and Kaoru are practically engaging in a happy conversation by the way the looks of it before greeting me. They're smiling so broadly from ear to ear when they did. I just couldn't feel much warmer than to having to witness their pure childish smiles ever so often.
Oh yes, they smiled like that when the first class started. Obviously they're happy because the uniform that they gave me truly fits. And I happened to wear it as soon as I got it like I said I would.
Secondly, they smiled after knowing that I had never tasted rich and luxurious foods before and that they offered me their meal when recess.
And most of all, they smiled as they noticed that I've been watching them playing their little incest scene. Well, those smiles probably are evil and devious ones, because they knew that I never bothered to scream or disgusted by their act.
"A black-haired guy with glasses..." Hikaru says.
"…Sends his regards to us?" Kaoru continues.
"I think he is a senior. I didn't get his name though." I sigh. Why am I so careless to not get his name when I got the chance? I must've been thinking too much.
"It's probably Kyouya, Hikaru."
Kyouya?
Hikaru looks at me this time with a 'you-don't-know?' look. I face my desk then, hiding the embarrassment that I'm currently suffering. I feel my cheeks getting hotter and the fists that I'm clenching are getting tighter, restraining the awkwardness in me.
"Ootori Kyouya and Suou Tamaki are friends yet rivals at the same time. Both of their parents are each other's foes. They constantly battle one another in the business field so that their family name will be on top of the other. However, in these current situations, both of the families are tied to a draw. And none of them will back down, I'm sure of it.
It just happens that both of their children are born with brains – I do mean, intelligent – but their characters differs so much." Hikaru explains.
"Tono is smart, but Kyouya is smarter. And Kyouya is subtle while Tono is a rebel." Kaoru adds.
It's hard for me to even interpret everything in one go. But as far as I concern, the only thing that I cannot compute is this little slight information that Kaoru had said to me before the professor walked into the class and that had left me hanging in my thoughts again.
The one thing that I don't understand is that…
HOW COULD A BAD BOY LIKE TAMAKI-SENPAI IS SMART IN THE STUDY FIELD?
Somehow those words in a sentence related to him I simply can't tolerate.
The classes just pass by throughout the day and the next thing I notice is that it's time to head back home. Hikaru and Kaoru will not be escorting me out the academy today. They said that they have to attend a fashion show with their mom. I sigh. Oh how I wish I could do that kind of stuff if mother was alive. Of course, we won't be able to go to a fashion show, but we could go shopping together, instead of having dad shopping for girl clothes with me. Sometimes, it's quite humiliating to shop with him in the public eye.
I walk in my normal pace as I am not in a hurry to go home. The second day of school here is seriously unlike the first day that I'd experienced. And to think that I'm not being threatened again and is still alive. This must have been a good day for me after all. Students here start to become nicer to me and respect me in a good way. But then again, it's probably the uniform that I'm wearing.
A nice, pressed male uniform.
The transformation of a commoner scholar with the help of her rich buddies! Oh who am I to kid? I have to pay them as soon I get the money. This is not free clothing anyway.
"Haruhi?"
"Kyouya-senpai!" I manage to say his name in a childish like tone which shocks me.
"Oh, you know my name?" He smiles sarcastically.
"Yes, I do, senpai." He nods, indicating that he understood.
"Aren't you going home?" he asks.
"Yes, I'm just on my way out of the building."
"Well, you better pick up the pace, Haruhi." He says and then quickens his pace before me. Soon after the corner, he disappears from my sight. Did my walk had offended him in some way that he suddenly wants to break for a run? Or did the fact that I know his name terrifies him?
I laugh to myself. Well, of course that can't be it. I mean, we're talking about Ootori Kyouya here. The rival of Suou Tamaki, competing in the riches to become number one in the business. He could not possibly be scared for the truth that I know his name. That's a laugh, I would say.
I walk along the hallways cheerfully as I know that this is a good day for me. I'm truly positive about that. And to top all of that, I have no contact with Tamaki-senpai either.
My stroll comes to a halt when I hear a bang on a door. To be frank, it's a loud bang and I happen to startle by it. When I look to my right, I find a door that leads to a room that I am foreign with. The sign tells me that the room is actually a music room. And the loud bang on the door was coming from the said room.
The Third Music Room.
I want to run away then but something in me pulls me towards to the gigantic door. I hesitate to open them but I then I realize that I am turning the handle and darkness greets me.
Being brave at the moment, I step into the dark room while calling out for the person who had been banging the door a while ago. I move myself to the center of the room. Yes, it's pitch black and I feel the air in it is not that pleasant. Then suddenly, I hear movement from behind. I hear something rustling about and a swift movement of air welcomes me from my side. It is afterward that I feel my body to start panicking.
As brave as I am now, I'm still afraid of being alone in unknown places. To add, it's dark inside! I could not even see my hands for that matter. I turn my heels, walking back to the door where I find that the light from the outside of the door has already gone.
Someone had closed the door, I thought.
And at that moment, three things happen in a truly fast pace motion.
1) I hear a clicking sound and I know from where it comes from.
2) A sudden force pushes me hard enough for my back to feel pain to one of the walls of the room.
3) A soft moist texture diligently caresses the skin of my neck.
If only I could scream, I'll scream my heart out. But when I feel a hand covering my mouth, blocking the chances of my screams to be let out, I know at that time that it's pointless for me struggle free. The person's body is pinning me really close to me right now. I don't think I could breathe anymore.
The touch this person's giving me results in the beating of my heart to become faster than its usual rate. I feel this person's hot breathing on my skin and to my surprise; I let out a soft moan.
"Ha…ru…hi…" The voice. It awfully sounds so familiar.
Oh God, what am I doing?
I think due to that little sound, the person's lips slowly travels to my jaw line. The hand still covers my mouth, so there's no way this person will be giving a lip action any sooner. And so I thought. But frankly, I'm wrong after noticing that the hand slip from my mouth and my lips are brushed against his. And when they collided, it feels like my world suddenly spins around and my heart keeps getting faster and faster with its beating.
I feel his lips moving on mine restlessly while his vacant hands then come up to my back and start to pull me into him.
I cannot lie to tell that I didn't enjoy it. It's the first kiss that I've gotten in my fifteenth year of living. And it happens to be a stranger that I can't see yet my body melts into his embrace and his kiss. And I probably missed the fact that it's only my second day of schooling here.
His lips are getting dangerous to what I could feel. He pressed them onto mine, holding me so tight that I find myself gasping for air. It didn't take a while to breathe in back some oxygen when he pulls me into another kiss, but this time with having the opportunity from my inhalation, and I feel his tongue slowly enters my mouth.
If you say that's French kissing, then I'll say he's French kissing me.
The kiss is heavenly and lasts for I don't know how long. All I can think of is that who's the person that is kissing me right now?
It seems that somehow this person had read my mind when he slowly parts his lips away from mine. I think my lips have swollen due to the kissing.
"Haruhi…" he starts with a hoarse voice.
"Who are you?" I ask in a whisper. But then, something strikes in me like a lightning jolt. "HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?"
"Relax… It doesn't matter whether you know me or not. All that matters now is…" His nose suddenly comes in contact with mine, by the way it feels.
"…that you're getting what you deserve."
Even though we are surrounded by darkness, I can still feel his eyes stabbing into my body while my eyes grow wider and wider as the realization comes into my mind.
Wait… that couldn't be… no, no way he's…
But my wondering thoughts then fade away when he takes another shot for my lips and kiss me in a more vigorous pace than earlier. However, now I know who I am kissing in this very moment. How could I not see this coming? Sure, it's a fine day today but it's only just an assumption. I'm not the one who makes these kinds of situations. I mean, I never thought that I'll be kissing the guy that I truly hate in anytime sooner.
I guess, he's playing tricks on me. After this, he'll be like ignoring me and acts as if nothing happened. I don't think, I know so.
His hands start to wander about on my back. In the midst of making out, I would sometimes let out that little whimper which after that results in another one of his attempts to really make me knock out from my socks.
Once again, he pins me to the wall while his hand slowly jerk a fistful of my shirt out from my pants and motions his hand underneath the soft cotton material. To this act, I freeze in a sudden.
This has gone way overboard. The kissing was okay but this? This is not what I wanted to happen. But, logically, if you're alone in a dark enclosed room with a guy, anything can happen right?
I feel his hand circling my tummy and when it slowly creeps north, I know that I should put an end to this. I carelessly push him hard so that I could have some space to regain my posture and to smooth out my school uniform. I pant hard before I tuck the hanging shirt into my trousers. Luckily, by the time I'm finished with my uniform, he prances over to me very drastically.
"If you think that this is over," he says while clutching onto my front shirt, near to the collar area. "Well then, you're wrong."
At that moment, I hear the door being unlocked and he abruptly leaves the room without closing the door back. I pick up the courage and head outside. Showered by the bright light after spending some time in a dark room, makes me wince to the things around me.
The hallways are empty. Supposedly, that I'm the only student in the academy right now. And so there's no point of staying here long… unless I wanted to get crammed to a wall with him again.
Na'ah.
No way am I going back there again. I'm leaving.
A/N: I had fun writing this chapter and I hope that my writing is getting better :D I was thinking of writing a new fanfiction about Ouran, but it's still in the progress. Well, let's just wait and see what happens next. :]
