Chapter 6-Our first date is so embarrassing!
(a/n):Hello and welcome back to 'A Phoenix's Ashes Will Be Reborn!' Happy spring break (mine starts after tomorrow) and good luck to everyone taking the horrid PARCC exams again! (I almost passed out after reading some of the Geometry questions) And I've been going over my previously published chapters and have noticed that the chapters are kind of short. Do you-the readers-wish for slower updates and longer chapters or short chapters and quicker updates! Moving onward-I introduce you all to Chapter 6!
Mortification was an understatement as Chika stared into Haruhi's luminous amber eyes full of confusion and surprise. Reluctantly relinquishing hold of her generous bust-he picks himself off the floor and helps Haruhi up-silently thankful that the fresh flowers were not crushed or misshapen in any way from their abrupt visit with the floor. Tucking a stray lock of honey-brown hair behind his eye-Chika takes a few breaths before asking- "Fujioka-sempai-could you meet me at the Black Rose Restaurant for a date this afternoon?"
Blinking-an attractive shade of pink manages to penetrate Haruhi's usually neutral expression as she watches him shift uncomfortably in front of her-taking no notice of the rest of the class who watched with bated breath-even the teacher who just so happened to be a female engaged and in her early twenties. Haruhi had always felt a strange attraction to the younger brother of her sempai and an unusual spark in her spirit whenever he came near or when his name was mentioned in any form- which had never-NEVER happened when it came to Kyouya. Not even when he moved to second base with her in her apartment bedroom while Ranka was away. Her answer of "Sure. When and where should we meet?" greatly relieves Chika.
Swallowing relieved-Chika informs her "In front of the Academy at the end of last class. I will also have my driver give you a ride home."
Smiling-Haruhi bids him goodbye as the bell rings-signalling the beginning of class and calls out to his retreating form- "Oh! And call me Haruhi. Just Haruhi is fine." She sniffs the beautiful flower arrangement-marveling over how sweet he was despite his unusual.. 'rivalry' with his brother. But maybe she could get him to see that Honey was strong to openly cherish his eccentric habits without fear of judgement. The gift was a good start. Much more favorable than the extremely odd gifts both Kyouya and Tamaki seemed to dispense like the ATM at the corner next to the trademark red telephone booths such as anti-curse straw dolls or useless jewelry that she hardly wore.
Next to her-Kaoru was having quite a difficult time physically restraining his unpredictable older brother from standing up from his chair and running after their kouhai (underclassman) and beating him out-or trying to-not for the innocent gift or the spontaneous date. No. It was for not so innocently molesting her in front of the whole class! Not that this would expose her gender for the secret was already out though she continued wearing the more comfortable male clothing. He was ready to plead guilty in court for attempted/actual murder in the first-degree if it meant that no one would EVER touch Haruhi but it would lock him away for an eternity-almost like Rapunzel. But alas her happiness came first and this sin would never be forgiven. Hikaru redirects his attention to copying off Haruhi's notes and passing silent messages back and forth to Kaoru.
~snore~snifff~yawn~~I definitely need more than seven hours of sleep~~~
Haruhi leans against one of the various sturdy Greek-style columns serving as the foundation for the inner courtyard that made up the front of Ouran Academy-wearing one of the beautiful red roses from earlier- pinned to her hair as the rest were kept carefully in a plastic case half-filled with water beads in her book bag. The sound of thumping footsteps broke her train of thought. She smiles gently at Chika who runs a few fingers through his silky hair still damp from a shower he took during his last period of gym.
"Did I make you wait?" Haruhi shakes her head. "Not really. Domo Arigato for inviting me. I have been told claims that I have rejected others- yet have no memory of it whatsoever."
Sweatdropping-Chika remembers how dense his hopefully soon-to-be girlfriend was which was why he had chosen the most specific words that would label his intentions. "My driver is here." He opens the door of the silver Rolls Royce and gestures from Haruhi to the open velveteen lining of the interior. "Ladies first." Haruhi blushes again-resembling the ruddy rich pigment of her hair flower as she accepts his offered hand and kisses him on the cheek gently before entering the vehicle.
The Black Rose Restaurant was a very elegant and unusual restaurant for it was mostly outdoors with plastic mushrooms as stools and animal-themed waitresses and waiters bring food over. Haruhi stares after a plate of rare ootoro and one of petit strawberry tarts as they both look over the laminated menus shaped like pies. They dine for about an hour or so-beginning with mini quiches and creamy fried calamari which were followed by French Onion Soup. Chika got his finger stuck to the exasperatingly sticky melted cheese to which Haruhi takes pity to and carefully detaches his appendage with her blunt teeth and soft tongue. Chika shivers slightly-not wanting to imagine where else she could use her tongue on. His uniform slacks constricted further with every naughty thought that passed by unfiltered and completely inappropriate for a first date. The third course-oily pan-fried noodles and pot stickers (fried Chinese dumplings) only enhanced his lustful teenage mind as he witnessed her little collarbone more with every bite she swallowed.
The last course was a dessert that they both shared on the same plate which was chocolate lava cake topped with strawberry ice cream and whipped cream. Noticing Haruhi's obvious enjoyment-Chika chuckles lightly as he also notices a small smear of the frozen strawberry dessert. Without thinking-he leans in further and licks it off-his soul relaxing at her rather soft skin and the warm body temperature she was emitting despite it still being early spring. So he did have an effect on her…
From a hidden part of the nearby block were trees tall and sturdy-containing seven questionably insane youths-well only the tallest one and the shortest were considerably normal. They were all dressed in slicked black suits and dark sunglasses while carrying walkie talkies for Tamaki boisterously insisted that all spies donned these ridiculous and indiscreet costumes. Said Host King was now experiencing a nose bleed as he watched his daughter being licked by his kouhai and enjoying it! The vice president was also furious at her reaction. Though he and Haruhi had not been together for very long they had their fair share of dates and even he had never managed to make her heart race that fast or that pretty blush grace her cheekbones. This had to be a joke. The cool and lolita types were quietly and vibrantly cheerful over the events that occurred over a simple dinner date since their blood relation was never fully at peace with the world. The twins were happy that Chika truly cared for their best friend and if anything bad happened..well...they'd borrow a trusty shinai from a certain first-year who was enthusiastically snapping photographs with a 'commoner's'' film camera and adding it a a collection to present to both of them.
"NO!" Tamaki had finally come out of his inner mind theater and the portable corner of woe to announce his actions. "MEN! WE MUST KEEP THAT UNRULY BEAST OF A STUDENT AWAY FROM OUR PRINCESS! IN ANY WAY POSSIBLE WE SHALL PREVAIL! FIRST-WE SHALL-" The Suoh heir's speech was abruptly cut from the swift hit to the head from Satoshi's shinai. "Shut up-" he snaps-still not looking at the fallen form of a person he dared call 'sempai.' "Haruhi-sempai would be furious to know that you insisted on stalking her on her date.' Though Mori's younger brother was not type AB blood-cross him the wrong way and your life is forfeit. Both Hikaru and Kaoru gulped nervously and pictured their funerals with the sky cloudy and blood red roses planted over their graves. That will not be them-they prayed for the first time to the gods. Take tono or the hypotensive devil instead.
What should happen now? Shld I include another chapter with Yoshio or with Chika's parents? And explain Yorisiha's unexpected relationship with Ryouji/Ranka?
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