Chapter 10: Dates
Me and Haruhi woke up at 9:00 the next day so we could get ready for our dates. Haruhi did my hair so I could look spectacular or well in her case make me look like an experiment rat. It was a good thing that she was doing a good job or else I would have chocked her half way through my make over. We did each others make up which was good because we were a pro at that. When we were young mom taught us how to put make-up.
"So how do I look?" Haruhi asked.
Haruhi was wearing a jean skirt with a tangtop and shoes with black stalkings. She was also wearing a sleeveless jacket with a hood which made her look cute. Her hair was straigtened so her hair went to her shoulders and most of her hair went to one side so some of her hair covered her eye.
"You look great. Now I know that Tamaki will fall for you as soon as he looks at you," I commented.
"Sis could you please not say that. I was nervous ever since last night," Haruhi said covering her stomach as if she was going throw up.
"Well it is true," I said.
"Well I know that Hikaru will have a nose bleed when he sees you," Haruhi said trying to get back at me.
"Well I know he will have a nose bleed when I punch him in the face," I said so sure of myself.
We were done by the time it was 1:00. Two limos came by our house and everyone in the neighboorhood came to see what all of the comotion was. Tamaki was the first to come at our door followed by Hikaru.
"Wow you look amazing," Tamaki commented Haruhi.
"Thanks," Haruhi said blushing.
Hikaru was hidding behind Tamaki facing his back to all of us.
"So we will see you later," Tamaki said taking Haruhi's hand.
"Bye have fun sis," I waved to Haruhi.
"You too," Haruhi said back to me.
"Let's go," Hikaru said walking out of the apartment.
We both walked out his eyes were closed so he would not see me. He looked so cool, I have never seen him in any other tuxedo then the school uniform. He was wearing a white jacket and pants that was neatly pressed and his shirt was a really nice black that shined.
"You know this isn't a real date unless you look at me," I said stopping before the limo.
"Fine," he said.
He opened his eyes and saw me in the black giltering dress that was from Koaru and saw me in black high heels and light make up on with red lipsick. I had hoop earings to go with it since it was from my Uncle for my 10th birthday.
"Wow," was all he could say.
"So now that you saw me let's go," I said going inside the limo.
It took him a while before he got in. We were at each sides of our ends by the end of our windows. At the cornner of my eye I could see that Hikaru took some glances at me. I felt a bit ackward.
"So where are we going" I asked not looking at him.
"To this weird dancing thing that Koaru wanted us to go after that we can do something else after we get out of these clothes," Hikaru said.
"What? I can really get out of this hooker outfit." I said looking at the outfit and was so glad that I got to wear this only for a short time. "Thanks so much Hikaru," I said hugging him.
He was a bit supprised at what I did but he just patted me on the back and said, "Your welcome."
After a few minutes we arrived at this ball room dancing club. It was called the SS aka 'Scar Shikamaru'. To me it was an odd name for a club.
"I'll right let's get this over with," Hikaru said getting out of the car.
"Right," I said following him out.
We went inside and there was a lot of rich people in beautiful dresses. I looked second class comared to those girls. Hikaru kept me close to him because he saw a lot of guys looking at me and saying a lot of things that I never knew that rich kids would say.
"So when are we going to dance," I asked to him.
"Hey girl. Why don't you dance with me insead of this orange top here," said one of the guys coming up behind me.
I turned around and kicked him in the stomach. He flew back and hit one of the nearby tables. Around the table was a bunch of tough guys and there drinks splashed on them.
"Hey what is wrong with you," said the toughest on there.
"It wasn't me it was that girl," the guy said pointing to me.
The tough guy looked at me and then he had a nose bleed.
"I am sorry I will make sure that this guy dosen't bother you," he said coming near me.
"Hey punk get away from her," Hikaru said coming in front of me to make some distance between me and the tough guy.
"Oh you must be her date. Excuse me. I will just take care of this punk here," he said holding up the guy I kicked by the collar.
Him and his boys went outside to deal with him and the Hikaru turned to me.
"Man where ever you go trouble follows you," he said in a sarcastic tone.
"Well that is just the way I am. I magnet for trouble," I said in the same tone.
He laughed and then blushed. Soon a song by Bary Manalow came on.
"Oh, I love this song. Wanna dance?" I asked him.
"Sure," he said taking my hand.
We went on the dance floor and everyone was watching us. We were the best there. He lifted me up in perfect timing and we did a whole bunch of moves. It was a lot of fun.
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"Man where did you learn how to dance like that?" Hikaru asked me while we were in the limo to go back to my house to change.
"I had to learn because when your a tennis player you are to go to these elagant dances and bals so I had to learn them just in case some guy asked me to dance. Plus my Uncle didn't want me to dance like someone in the club or in a normal school dance," I told him.
"Well either you had a lot of practice or you have natrual talent but, you were good or should I say great," Hikaru comentted me.
"Thanks," I said giving him a smile.
After I smiled at him I noticed how close we were. So we both moved back from each other and we both blushed.
We finally came to the apartment place and the driver dropped us off.
"Do you want me to wait sir?" the driver asked Hikaru.
"No need. We can walk there," he told the driver. "Unless you don't want to," he said looking at me.
"No I would like to walk," I said telling the driver.
"Well you two be careful. Oh and Hikaru if you need a ride home just call me," the driver told him.
"Thanks John," Hikaru said getting out of the car.