Takashi waited until the twins were well away before grabbing the 'fake' Haruhi's wrist and started to pull her along behind him down the hall, away from the class rooms and prying eyes.
He kept glancing down at her as they walked, his mind wondering from why she was acting so trusting when she didn't know him to theorize about who she could be.
So far the only answer he could think of was that the girl currently walking with him was the same one that he had been supposed to meet for that marriage interview, Hanna Fuji.
Though he couldn't fathom why she would switch places with Haruhi unless she had simply been curious about him. Or perhaps it was to see what sort of relationship he had with the people around him.
He made a low annoyed growling sound in the back of his throat. He had half a mind to tie her up and do strange and slightly perverted things to her. Just to scare her away and make her lose interest.
But first thing was first, he wanted to know how far she was willing to take this stupid charade of hers. And what she had done to the real Haruhi. So he dragged her down the halls and around the nearest corner and found an empty class room and tugged the door open then looked back at her, and made a split second decision and stepped into the room, and then jerked her in behind him.
Then closed the door and locked it as he released her wrist and hooked a finger in his tie to loosen it a bit as he growled at her. "I hope that you know that even if we are discovered here together, no one will lift a finger to save you."
She looked at him with those damned wide innocent eyes of hers- eyes so much like Haruhi's that he found his anger draining away a bit before he reminded himself that this wasn't Haruhi.
This girl wasn't the girl that he had come to know and befriend. She was someone else. A stranger.
And she meant nothing to him.
She blinked at him and tilted her head to the side a little bit and asked, "Do I need saving, senpai?" Takashi gnashed his teeth in an uncharacteristic display of temper and felt the need to shout. Hell yes she needed saving!
Especially if she knew what was going on in his mind at the moment.
He moved away from the door and took a step toward her, just to see how she would react and was more than a little bit puzzled when she didn't react. Even Haruhi reacted when he was close to her. Even if it was just in passing, the girl would scramble out of his way as if she were worried he might step on her or something.
But this girl- She just stood there, unasuming, trusting him not to do anything to hurt her. Damn her. It was like she knew that he wasn't the type to physically harm a girl. Never had been and would probably never would be.
But that didn't mean that he couldn't bully her into telling him what she was doing and where Haruhi was.
He moved toward her until he had her backed into a desk and framed her face in his hands and tipped her head back and blinked at just how similar her face really was to Haruhi's.
It was as if they could have been identical twins...
Frowing slightly he ran his thumbs along her cheeks and felt her skin warm under his palms until her face was flushed a lovely shade of pink. "Did you really want to be alone with me so badly?" He asked in a curious tone, now knowing at least part of the reason for this girl's ruse.
Her body language was giving her away like a neon sign. Vivid and flashing, right over her head. The letters spelling out to him what she wanted. "I wanted to see you..." Hanna admitted before sighing and grasping his wrists in her small hands and pulled his hands from her face. "But since you already know that I'm not her, this meeting was pointless."
He frowned again, not understanding what she meant or what she intended when she pushed against his chest and walked over to the door and without unlocking it, broke the doorknob with a quick jerk on the door then slipped out of the room before he could so much as do more than gape about what she had done to the door.