I suppose this may be considered as a short chapter. I didn't realize how short it really was. But it is. The next chapter is quite long, though. So there's that. But I'm still working on editing it, because I'm thinking whether I should edit it down or not. Put some of it into a new chapter maybe.. Whatever. I might be asleep soon. Should be doing homework. But I went outside instead earlier, and danced to Gangnam style for about 20 minutes, through my headphones so only I heard it, in the rain, and I'm hoping my dance made someone's night xD

Everyone: Yes, I realize how much of a dick I've made Kyoya out to be xD You are welcome haha I love making people upset. Shall be dragging some of the drama-ness out for quite a few chapters. Whatever. You'll live.
MarinaStryke: Well... I MIGHT have known her. Maybe I did something to her at some point. But only if she'd deserved it. Anyway, I haven't even exchanged a glance with her in at least 4 or 5 years. She's technically my neighbor. Technically. Around the block neighbor. And I have someone who lives down the street from me as my trainer. I go once a week for half hour sessions and am supposed to be biking or walking during the week, but I keep forgetting to or getting sick. Or tired. I'm really trying to update. But my SUPA American History class keeps giving us these insanely boring history books turned novels to read and I have to finish them, but I fall asleep after every line...

Chapter Ten

The sky grew darker and the wind picked up, dark grey clouds quickly moving in overhead. Tamaki's blond hair was whipped into his face, covering his narrowed violet eyes. Both hands were shoved into his pant pockets as he hunched forward slightly, otherwise not affected by the changing weather. His mouth was pressed into a thin line, ignoring the concerned looks from those families running home to shelter from the oncoming storm.

Tamaki didn't seem to notice the wind or the rain that started pelting harshly across his face and arms, matting down his hair. He continued on, storming down the street until his body was absolutely numb and frozen, then entered the little shop with tiny, bright lights. The warmth of the room hit him immediately, his face flushing but never smiling.

The room was empty of people. He looked around, walking to the desk and knocking. A moment later, the back door opened and a disgruntled Jayy walked out, yawning and mussing his hair. He rubbed his eyes and stared blankly at the strangely serious Tamaki.

"Hey, you're the crazy guy that was hanging with the others, huh. What's with you? It's raining out. Or have you not noticed that you're soaked?"

Tamaki didn't seem affected by the comment, his expression unchanging. "May I speak to Drew?" His voice was harsh, low.

Jayy slipped into the back once more, Drew replacing him behind the desk a moment later. He smiled pleasantly when he noticed who it was, but the smile faltered almost immediately. "Uh, hey, Tamaki. What are you doing here? Where is everyone?" "I know Virginia is here." His voice was flat, emotionless. "She doesn't have to come out, but I would like her to hear what I am about to say. I spoke to Kyoya and I feel it is very important she know this and, whether or not she thinks this is important enough to come out of hiding, I believe she should contact Kyoya about the matter. He is very hurt and he's run off somewhere alone." He took a deep breath, hesitating before he continued. "Virginia, I know you're listening. And I don't believe you would ever want to purposely hurt Kyoya. I know how you feel for him. I also know that you know why he's hurt. He saw you here, earlier." Once again, he stopped to breathe, but this time he looked at Drew when he began again. "I don't know why you did it or what was going on or through your head. Kyoya saw Virginia in your arms, in front of everyone. Kyoya loves Virginia more than anything. And if this is real, we will never forgive you. But, Virginia, please, if you could put this game on hold for even a few minutes, I'm sure Kyoya would be very thankful. At least, I would be. Kyoya is my best friend and I don't like him being hurt. Please, I'm begging, try and make this better." His voice finally cracked, a sob slipping passed before he covered his mouth and took another deep breath.

The room was silent. Not a natural silence, more of every person in the building not breathing or moving. Afraid of what may happen if they break the silence. Suddenly, a bumping sound came from the back room and a row or swears were just barely audible, followed by coughing. It was Virginia's voice, but it wasn't normal. There was something wrong with it. It sounded… broken.

Tamaki nodded, knowing he'd gotten through to her and to them. He bowed his head, returning to the apathetic expression on his face, though this time his eyes were more lax, blocking off tears. He turned, heading back to the door, back to the storm outside.

"Hey, do you want to stay here? Until the storms blown over, anyway. We have tea…"

Tamaki turned, a thankful half-smile on his face. "Thank you, but I must go find Kyoya."

"Er… Virginia will find him. She's already left. You know, there is a window back there, and I guess it's large enough for her to crawl through. But, she'd been getting ready to leave since the moment you mentioned Kyoya running off. You know them both better than I, so you should know she couldn't let him get hurt. Stay and warm up. Don't want to be sick, right?"

Tamaki smiled sadly, following into the back room.