Hello, everybody! So here's the newest chapter of all for the love of a pen... I know it's a little later than promised... oh, and I spaced it out to make it easier to read! (It was suggested.) '
I added some cute moments ... something that probably Kyouya'd never do... Wah! I just wanted something really sweet...
Anyway, thank you for your patience! If Kyouya is a little OOC... I don't even know. sigh.'
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN OURAN HIGH. SO SAD.
ON TO THE STORY!3
She walked along cheerfully, her hands swinging slightly. Her white sundress looked perfect on her and her long brown hair swayed with the wind.
Lovely, that is what she is. Every now and then she'd look up to her companion, a raven-haired bespectacled boy. They were silent, but it was the kind of
silence you'd enjoy, where no words are needed and their eyes say it all: They're happy together.
The boy seemed busy classifying the plants around him. He broke the silence every now and then, telling the girl what king of flower she seemed
interested in. "That's a jonquil. It's a kind of daffodil."he said, amused at the girl. "Eh, really? It's pretty!" the girl said, never taking her eyes off the
flower. She bent down to look at it closely. The boy did the same and stared at the girl. "Haruhi..."
"Yes, Kyouya?" she turned from the flower to look at him straight in the eye. Her head was tilted slightly, distracting the boy. But he just smiled slyly
and reached for the daffodil behind her and offered it to her. The girl smiled and reached for the flower, but suddenly, the boy moved forward, giving her a
peck on the lips. The girl was shell-shocked, but before she can even blink the kiss was over. The boy stood up and the girl pouted childishly. Rising, her
cheeks turned pink and she started to run after him. "Kyouya, how dare you!"He laughed and ran away backwards looking at her. "So slow, Haruhi!" He
ran towards her and hugged her. Laughing, she stopped running and eased into his neck. "Mmm."She sighed. He smiled and held her closer. "If I could
spend every day with you like this... I love you so much, Haruhi."
"I love-"
Riiiiing!
Kyouya opened his eyes slowly. Ugh. Damn clock! It's only 7:00... He pushed the snooze button angrily and closed his eyes, hoping to dream
again. Slowly, he felt sleep creeping back up..
Damn! I have to see Ranka today! He jumped out of bed, grabbed his towel and ran to the bathroom. Ugh. It's not like I'd do that when I get with
with Haruhi. He thought of his dream. Well, I'm sure I'll get with Haruhi, I got the best plan... I mean, it's too cheesy. I'd probably just take her to
dinner. That's Tamaki's attitude back there... Ah, well. It's just a dream... Not necessarily it will be how things will happen...
10 minutes later, he finished bathing. For some reason, he took 20 minutes longer than he usually did when dressing up. Finally, he decided to
wear a black shirt and white pants. Drying his hair, he looked at his clock. 8:00 am. Wow, an hour earlier than usual. Haruhi must be up by this time.
Silently, he walked to the dining area. The maids whispered while working and the chefs crammed. Well, he was early today. "Sumire, tell the
chefs to prepare ootoro and wrap it up nicely."he whispered to the maid. "Yes, Ootori-sama." she walked to the kitchen quickly, thinking up of
what reason Kyouya would give ootoro to someone.
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It was 9:00 am. Kyouya stepped out of the sleek black limousine and walked up the stairs leading to Haruhi's house, a bouquet of flowers in one
hand and a nicely wrapped box in one hand. Putting the box down, he knocked gently and put on his best hosting smile. I hope she's here... Oh,
idiot. I'm getting pictures of her, of course Ranka made sure she's not here. I'll just wait for her... then just look.
"Yes?" Ranka's head popped out of the door. "Oh! Kyouya! You're so early! Come in, come in!"he said, leading Kyouya to the table in the middle
of the living room. "This is for you, Ranka-san" he said, giving the flowers. "and this is for Haruhi."he said, giving the nice blue box. Oh, so kind of
you, Kyouya! Thank you! So, what kind of pictures do you need this time, Kyouya? Just make sure the blond pervert doesn't drool over
them!"Ranka said, pouting at Tamaki's image in his head.
"Ah, yes. Perhaps pictures when she was still a little girl... About five to eleven years..." he replied. "Oh, of course! I take lots of pictures of her,
she's so cute!" Ranka walked over to a shelf and got a box. He put the box on the table and sat down. Kyouya eyed the box smiling, it contains
so many pictures of Haruhi. "Here! This is from when she turned six, and...Oh! Here's something from her elementary graduation day... This is from
her first day of school.."Ranka went on and on, telling about each picture. Kyouya picked them up one by one and smiled secretly. She's cute
here... and she looks so happy here...
Until 10 am, Kyouya just listened to Ranka's stories and looked at Haruhi's pictures. By that time, he had quite a lot of pictures. Some he plan to
keep for himself... "Kyouya, thank you for the flowers! And I'm sure Haruhi would enjoy the ootoro! Oh, if every boy was like you, I'd never worry
for my Haruhi!"Ranka said while waving him goodbye. "No, thank you, Ranka-san. Ah, I must be going. Good day."Not exactly what I planned... but
I impressed Ranka. Phase 1 complete.
Ranka waved him goodbye and he entered his limousine. Suddenly, his phone rang. "Hello, Tamaki? The beach? Well, I'll think about it. Why can't
I just say yes? I'm president, remember? I'll think. Yeah. Talk to you later." He closed his phone and looked out the back window. The limousine
was pretty far already, but he still can see the apartment. Oh, Haruhi. I left just in time. He smiled at Haruhi's figure carrying grocery bags.
Perhaps the beach isn't such a bad idea after all. Besides, the new manor his father have had built needed testing. Perfect. I'll be sure to impress
Haruhi tomorrow.
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Haruhi finished arranging the goods she bought into their proper shelves. "Haruhi, you're such a good daughter! Here, you should eat your
favorite! It's a gift from Kyouya!" Ranka said in a dramatic, Tamaki-like voice. "Eh? He was here?"she asked, her head tilted to the right. Carefully,
she lifted the blue box and unwrapped it. Her doe eyes widened and her mouth was slightly open. Silently, she giggled. "Ootori. My favorite." she
said. Ranka looked at her surprised. "Haruhi, did you mean ootoro?" "Eh? But that's what I said."she replied cheerfully. She pulled her homework
towards her and started eating the ootoro, smiling. Oh, here's the O.K. pen. Heehee, it really reminds me of Kyouya. Giggling to herself, she started
working on her maths.
The phone rang. "Hello, senpai? Eh? The beach? Well... okay. Yeah. Kyouya-senpai would probably add to my debt if I don't come. Well, see you
tomorrow." Carefully, she put the receiver down. "Dad, I'm going out tomorrow!" she called. I'm so happy. I don't know why... mmm, I should thank
Kyouya-senpai for this ootoro. It's really good.
So, what to pack?
Yay! They're going to the beach! But the pen did not do something to make them closer this time...
Nah, It'll do something better next time.
I'm so excited! I decided to make it longer now, so I can cover Kyouya's plans for the week! :D
Haruhi said OOTORI. That's an old plot. sigh. It just seemed nice. Isn't Kyouya sweet? and determined, and assured...(goes on to dreamland)
OH! OH! What do you think of his dream???? kyaaa! tell me , kay??
...pout. do you have any ideas on how the pen can intervene? tell me, please! :D
So, that's all! Next installment: Friday!
~:D~
