Haruhi stared at Tamaki. How was she supposed to explain what happened?
"Come to think of it," Hikaru spoke, "why are you here?"
Kaoru was interested, too, of course. He didn't really think his fascination needed to be said since his brother said something, though.
Haruhi looked away from the Suoh.
"Haruhi," he pressed in a much more confident tone.
She continued to ignore him, his judgement feeling like an anvil on her shoulders.
He paused, seeing her lip tremble. "You didn't."
Even someone as oblivious as Tamaki could tell. Haruhi hated herself for that.
"You've gotta be kidding me," Hikaru spoke in a whisper, shocked someone as strong as Haruhi Fujioka would attempt something like that.
"Come on, guys," Haruhi spoke up defensively. "It was stupid and it won't happen again."
"You can't promise that," Kaoru pointed out.
She turned to him, not expecting the interjection.
"Emotions are inconsistent," he elaborated. "They fluctuate depending on the state of mind and what's going on around them. Haruhi, you can't promise you won't feel like that again."
"No," she agreed, "but I won't do that again."
"People do stupid things when they're depressed," Tamaki added, albeit slowly and quietly.
Haruhi felt rage boil in her stomach. She took a breath in an attempt to extinguish the flame, then exhaled. She looked over at Tamaki. "It won't happen again."
She then threw away her trash and retreated to her room. (Her whiteboard had a tiny red marker attached to it.)
Tamaki watched her go. He skipped mealtime and followed her quietly.
Kaoru's gaze shifted to his untouched pumpkin pie. He stared at it for a few seconds before he stabbed a fork in it.
Hikaru looked up at him once he stood. "Are you okay?"
He offered his brother a small smile. "I'm fine."
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Sorry this one's short! The next one is supposed to be MUCH longer, so it'll make up for it! If I added the long bit to this, it would sort of make everything unbalanced. Consider this a prologue for the next chapter.
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