Damn I'm sorry guys. I totally forgot where I was going with his story. Then I got my mojo back but every time I got to typing my mind went blank. (._.). Rest assured I still want to keep this story going. For you dear readers and because if I don't it'll never let my mind rest.
Thank you if you're still reading the story and the AN! (^*^)
Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran Highschool Host club
During the following days Haruhi didn't see much of Kyoya. It was as if he didn't even attend Ouran. From what the twins told her he was one year her senior. He seemed to have no friends ad was considered to be an outsider. It was no wonder she couldn't find him.
She didn't really understand why she wanted to see him again. Maybe because he was interesting. Maybe because it took her mind off other things. Such as the fact that Tamaki had a new girlfriend.
He had replaced her faster than he could say "post breakup depression". Maybe Haruhi had only been his play thing all along anyway.
The day had started out normal enough. The fickle alumni of The Ouran Academy had already moved on to the next big news. Haruhi had some time to take a breath from all those interrogations.
Then she walked in. Éclair Tonnerre. And he followed her. Tamaki Suoh. Every head turned to stare at the new couple holding hands and strolling down the hallway. Then they all turned to look for Haruhi, who hadn't missed the smug look Éclair had directed at her. She had however missed the guilty look Tamaki gave her when he breifly glanced at her.
She walked into her classroom before anybody could start talking. She hated the amount of running away she had done in just a couple of days.
As soon as the couple and Haruhi were out of earshot, the whispers began. Haruhi knew she would have to suffer through more questions.
Great.
After school Haruhi declined an invitation to the twins' house. She knew they were trying their best to help and appreciated it. She also knew that she needed to be alone if at least of a moment. It would help with her resolution to stop whining.
So Haruhi visited her sacred spot. This time Kyoya found HER there.
"Hello again, Fujioka was it?"
"Haruhi Fujioka"
"Right."
"Did you really forget my name, because I remembered yours Kyoya Ootori"
"Of course not. I couldn't if I tried."
Kyoya noticed the blush spreading on Haruhi's face. Oh, so she took it that way. He could have let it slide like he usually did but decided to clear it up. "That is because everybody in school is talking about you."
"Oh." The blush grew faster. This time out of anger. He had just reminded her about why she had come out here in the first place.
"And I usually don't care for random people's affairs but, your case is rather interesting."
"Really? You too? I came here to get AWAY from all the questions."
"I never said I would push. In fact, I'm planning on observing you guys at a distance. I might learn something."
"So my life will be a subject to study for you?"
"Not your life necessarily...just this part of it. I never know when I'll need this information."
"Do you have any idea how creepy that just sounded?"
"Some. May I?" He gestured at the spot next to her.
"Go ahead," Haruhi scooted over. "I'm guessing you were actually in school today?"
"That is correct." Kyoya looked around the maze already growing somewhat bored with the conversation. It wasn't that Haruhi was boring, it was just his natural reaction to conversations with people in general. He noticed that quite a few roses hadn't bloomed yet.
"Really? I didn't see you." Haruhi said the last part as if it was meant only for her to hear.
This caught Kyoya's attention. His gaze drifted back to her. "Why were you looking for me?"
"I just thought you were an interesting person and I wanted to be friends." Her reply sounded pretty firm for someone who was having trouble breathing. She knew his eyes were gray but now she was seeing them up close. She had to look away before her mind could wander any more. Why was his gaze so intense?
"Well, you should probably know then, that I don't need friends."
"sure you do. Excuse my cheesiness but everybody needs friends."
"You've just met the exception."
"oh c'mon Kyoya, you're lying to yourself."
"Fine then,tell me, Haruhi-chan," Kyoya said in a sarcastic tone. "what is so great about having friends?"
"Well, Kyoya-senpai" she said in a tone matching his "they remember your birthday."
When she got no response to her attempt at a joke, Haruhi continued in a more serious tone. "They're there when you need them."
Kyoya held back a smirk.
"Friends are like a sort of support when you feel like everything around you is falling apart."He tried not to laugh at that one.
"They can make you laugh even when you're sad."
"and most of all they love you."
Haruhi turned to see Kyoya with an amused look on his face. "That wasn't a joke Kyoya!"
"Are you sure? It sounded like one."
She glared at him and stood up to leave. Kyoya stood up beside her. Surprisingly enough, he enjoyed her company and didn't want her to leave. "Okay okay, I'll promise not to doubt your ideas anymore. At lest not unless it is absolutely necessary. If I promise will you stay?"
Haruhi considered it for a moment. She actually had to get home before dark but when she was talking to Kyoya she forgot about everything else. It had been a long time since someone could make her forget about everything else. The last person who had done that was Tamaki...Haruhi decided it couldn't hurt to stay for a little while more. "Fine, but only if you promise!"
"I promise not to make fun of your ideas and philosophies."
"You better not have been mocking me right then."
"I would never."
Haruhi seemed to think about something for a moment. "...Hey, Kyoya, guess what?" Haruhi grinned.
"What?"
"We just took a first step toward what could be a beautiful friendship."
Kyoya sighed in disappointment. "So I guess I'm stuck with you now."
"It'll be hard to get rid of me."
"Does this mean I have to memorize your birthday?"
"Don't forget my dad's birthday."
"I'll be expecting an expensive present for my birthday."
"We'll start fasting right away."
Kyoya almost let himself smile at that one. Almost.
