Hinge Factor Part 3: Fathers' Wishes: Sons Vie
Chapter 5: Sturm, with a Side of Drang
A/N: Do you know where they are going yet? 10 points to those who know now.
Disclaimer: Same one applies
The storm was quickly gaining strength. Above me the cauldron of clouds roiled black and angry as the rain pelted down, lightening flashed, and thunder exploded against the high walls of glass. All the taxies had disappeared as if part of some horrible joke. Grabbing hold of all of my courage I cast around for some place to take refuge.
Barely keeping my patience I paced the lobby of the Julliard School of music like a caged tiger. Offered countless cups of coffee I finally consented to be led to a comfortable chair in the waiting room. After thirty minutes, ten seconds, and 1 milisecond Tamaki emerged, hands outstretched, shouting,
"Haruhi! Mon ange! My angel! You are truly a genius! You purposefully made me think that you loved that stick in the mud so that I would get angry! They loved my Requiem, said that I out sturm and dranged Mozart!"
After the clouds of his excitement ebbed he saw me sitting there and was taken aback.
Narrowing his eyes, he asked,
"What are you doing here Oootori? And why are you so well dressed?"
As calmly as possibly I said, "Where's Haruhi?"
His face fell and he sheepishly said,
"Well, I'm afraid that we might have gotten into a row before my audition. Maybe she went outside to cool off?"
Barely keeping my rage in check I hissed,
"In a thunderstorm Souou?"
He gulped. Although he had valiantly tried to break her of her fear of thunderstorms her terror was too far ingrained. I threw his raincoat at him and shoved him out the door. After searching the cafes and shops surrounding the college to no avail my nerves went past the breaking point. As if an outward manifestation of my mood the storm raged on. Turning to Tamaki I said in a deadly calm,
"If you have lost my Haruhi I will kill you Souou. And I won't rely on Father's army. I will do it my self."
Just as deadly calm he replied,
"If anything has happened to her you will have no need to kill me for I will die."
Sitting on a park bench with my head in my hands I called upon anyone or anything that would listen. It appeared that something was paying attention for as I leaned forward I felt a sharp poke in my ribs. Putting my hand to my watch pocket I felt the sharp corners of a small box. Dragging Tamaki to a cabstand I hailed a taxi and instructed the driver take us to 732 5th Avenue as quickly as possible.
Feeling wet and out of place I took refuge in the doorway. Ignoring the stares of rich people as well as I could I did everything to forget my current state of dishevelment: I had left my coat at Julliard; my clothes were sprayed with mud (a taxi had sped through a rain puddle drenching me with dirty water) and I had lost my cell phone. Thinking I was homeless people largely ignored me. And after I found one person who allowed me to use his cell phone both Tamaki and Kyou weren't answering their phones. Soon after, my Good Samaritan's phone rang. Wishing me luck he walked away. Fortunately there was much to draw my attention while I attempted to figure out what to do next.
Getting even closer! Please r and r! Acta
