Long live the summer. I'm REALLY sorry for the insanely late update. I actually had this chapter written for a few weeks now and I'd been meaning to upload it but school got in the way, but there's no need to worry about that now (; Anyways, enough of my pathetic excuses, just go ahead and read the chapter and remember to review! :D
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The familiar headlights of the Hitachiin's limousine pulled up in front of Haruhi's apartment. She excitedly climbed in and waved goodbye to her dad.
"So, fancy dinner again tonight?" Haruhi asked, eyeing her somewhat dressy cotton dress and Hikaru's crisp, clean suit.
"Mm, actually, I decided to go about a bit casual. I know this amazing pizzeria, you up for it?" he asked her,
"Yeah, sure!" Haruhi beamed. Its so easy to please her, thought Hikaru. The limo pulled up in front an Italian-style pizza cafe. The couple slid into a far booth in the corner and situated themselves accordingly. The waitress came for their order, and they ordered a large pepperoni cheese pizza with soft drinks. Unbeknownst to the two, a familiar head of red was spying on them from the other side of the café, a perceptible scowl marring his usual smiling face.
They look so calm next to each other, Kaoru thought. He watched as Hikaru took a piece of his pizza slice and smashed it on Haruhi's face as she laughed and smashed a pepperoni on his nose. Kaoru felt his blood boil and his face go red.
"Damn happy couple. Don't even care about others' feelings." He muttered.
But of course Hikaru and Haruhi were much too involved in their childish antics and laughter to mind others. Hikaru bet Haruhi he could east 5 whole slices of pizza, and yes, they were huge. He was working on his fifth, when he let out an unceremonious belch and Haruhi cracked up that she was lying on her back in the booth. Some nearby customers were offended, while others simply chuckled. Kaoru's anger and irritation simply grew more.
After a while, the two leaned back in their seats and sat in the comfortable silence. Then Hikaru spoke up,
"So, Haruhi…I was just wondering…but are we considered an item now?
Haruhi stared at him, considering this. To be honest with herself, she didn't really have any special feeling s for Hikaru and only agree to go out with him because she didn't want to hurt him. Seeing him now, and having had so much fun, she'd almost had to give in, but she just couldn't do that. She couldn't agree to be his girlfriend if she didn't really like him. That would just be too cruel. She stalled a little longer, and took a sip from her soda. Hikaru sat staring intently at her.
"Haruhi…?" Hikaru began, but then she looked up at him and gave him a reassuring smile,
"I think its too soon to be called something like that. Let's just wait it out a little longer, okay?" although unsatisfied, Hikaru complied, and the rest of the night continued without any awkwardness. And before the two split ways, Haruhi stopped him,
"I'm sorry, Hikaru, I know you're disappointed, but i… I just don't want to rush things and I'm still not sure – "she was abruptly stopped when Hikaru leaned in and gave her a slight peck on the lips. Haruhi felt her cheeks flare up and the words her mind had conjured up disappeared.
"Don't worry about it Haruhi. I'll wait as long as I need to. " and with that, he turned and left, leaving a very dumbfounded Haruhi.
