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Haruhi hummed to herself pleasantly as she walked back to the classroom that housed the rest of the Host Club. She was high on cloud nine and she most certainly did not want to come back down. She was finally in her real-life fantasy that she thought of day and night. She was going on a date with Kyoya-sempai! Kyoya Ootori! The mere thought made her giddy and her stomach come into butterflies.
She stopped right outside the sliding door to the classroom she left the Host Club in and took a deep breath to calm herself down. It was best that the others didn't see her like this, unless she wanted to be bombarded with questions and raise the suspicions of her fellow club members.
When Haruhi had her nerves under control, she raised her head and opened the door, revealing a large group of middle schoolers standing right in the doorway. As soon as they saw her, they rushed over.
"So you're the Haruhi Fujioka! Right? You were the number one student for years!" one of the girls squealed as she leaned in to get a better look. Haruhi felt sweat build up on her forehead.
"Is it true that you were the martial arts champion for five years in a row? And that you turned down the chance to spar one of the Haninozukas?" a boy asked, his eyes wide in wonder.
"And that you were a concert pianist and harpist in your first year?" another question came. They continued like that, not letting Haruhi get even the slightest word in. As the questions came at a faster rate, she felt the sweat build up more and eventually she felt as though she was sweating bullets.
Her eyes cut over to the curious Host Club, standing to the side of the group of frantic younger students. She could see that their curiousity was also growing and she couldn't have that.
"Enough!" her voice cut loud and clear over the growing volume of the middle schoolers, commanding to be listened to. The middle schoolers stopped talking, still looking up at the first-year high school student in wonder and awe. Haruhi sighed in annoyance, blowing a piece of hair that fell into her face back into place. She straightened her back and raised her head up, her posture ordering for everyone in the room to give her undivided attention. "I will only answer your questions if you sit and ask them in an orderly manner." Her eyes did not allow them to argue and the younger crowd immediately sat in their seats, giving her their full attention. Even the Host Club sat at their desks in the back. She noticed that Kyoya and Kaoru were back and also sitting. She blushed at the look Kyoya was giving her and turned her face away to hide it.
Sakura-Sensei was standing at her podium, watching all of this, but stepped away to let Haruhi take her place. She smiled at her favorite past student and sat in a chair off to the side of the room, by the window.
"Now, to answer the first few questions. Yes, I am Haruhi Fujioka. Yes, it is true that I was the champion and that I turned down the opportunity to meet the Haninozukas and spar with one of them, namely Mitsukuni Haninozuka. Yes, by my first year of middle school, I was a concert pianist and harpist, along with some other instruments. Any more questions that you simply need to be answered?" Haruhi sighed, leaning against the podium, watching them all for hands, even the Host Club. She noticed a small, brown haired, sort of mousy-looking girl raise her hand timidly. "Yes, you in the front."
"Is it true that you had straight A's in every subject in every grade since you started school?" she asked, sort of stammering over her words. Haruhi had to strain to hear her.
She nodded. "Yes, that is true." The girl nodded and slunked back down in her chair, which made Haruhi raise an eyebrow and smile a bit. So, she was shy. Haruhi could admire that, since it probably took a lot to ask a question first. She turned her attention to another raised hand. This time, it was a boy who had his black hair in a messy fashion and his glasses slipping down his nose. "Yes?"
"Why did you turn down the chance to spar Mitsukuni Haninozuka?" he asked. Haruhi frowned a bit, noticing Honey-Sempai standing up at this.
"Yeah, why?" he called from the back, hugging Usa-chan to his chest.
"Uh, well. I just… I didn't want to. I didn't feel as though I was good enough, plus I felt someone else deserved that honor," Haruhi stammered. She lied. She knew she was good enough and she knew she could actually have won against Honey-Sempai, but there was no need to let him know that. "Next question."
Another boy raised his hand, his eyes watching her closely. The way he was looking at her made her feel sort of uncomfortable. "Is it true that your grandfather-" Haruhi frowned and coughed, covering up the question.
"No more questions, then? Great!" Haruhi said in a rush. She shot a look to her old sensei and saw her nod. All her old teachers knew that her grandfather was a touchy subject.
"Well, I think we should thank Haruhi for answering your questions. Haruhi, you may go sit down," she said with a nod. Haruhi bowed her head in gratitude and immediately went to where she was sitting before. The boy from earlier had his eyebrow raised in confusion and leaned back in his seat, still watching her.
Haruhi kept her head low as she sat at her desk and slunked down in her seat, trying to make herself appear as small as possible. She could feel everyone's eyes on hers, especially the only ones that mattered to her.
Thankfully, all those eyes moved away as Sakura-Sensei called the class back into order and to the front. She sighed in relief and sat up straighter, her hand slipping down into her bag and pulling out the red phone that Hikaru and Kauro had given her, the one that the Host Club knew about.
Kyoya felt his cell phone vibrate in his pocket and raised an eyebrow as he looked down at it. Who could be trying to contact him now? He sighed as he slyly pulled his phone out and saw at text flashing on the screen. It was from Haruhi.
He looked back over to the female and saw that she was blushing, but was also smiling. He almost smiled back, but instead, he turned back to look at the text.
Hi was all that it said. Kyoya's lips twitched as he sent back a reply.
Haruhi looked down at her phone as she felt it buzz in her hand. Hello. Haruhi grinned and replied.
Kyoya looked at his phone as the new text arrived. So… You like me?
Haruhi looked at the screen as he sent back a reply. Yes, very much so. And you like me?
Kyoya smiled at the new text. Quite. Ever since I met you really… He looked back to notice that she was blushing. If she grew any redder, she could be mistaken for a tomato.
Haruhi's blush did grow as she read Kyoya's response. Same here. So about our date, shall I pick you up at six tonight?
Kyoya grew anxious as the reply from Haruhi took a bit longer. Did he freak her out with the mention of the date? He looked down as a new reply showed up. Yes. His chest felt like a band had broken and he could breathe normally again.
He looked back at Haruhi and smiled at her. Not his Demon Lord, manipulative smile, but the one that he rarely ever showed. If anything, it made Haruhi swoon mentally and look at her desk.
She then put her phone back in her bag and looked up at the front, waiting for class to end and the school day to be over. Rather impatiently. She had a date to get ready for.
~~~~ Time Skip ~~~~
Finally. Finally! The day was over and so was Haruhi's hell. She didn't mind seeing her old teachers and friends in the staff all day, but being back where there were so many reminders of a misspent school life did not make her feel any less threatened by the near future. If anything, it only served as a beacon that that was where her life was headed.
Haruhi sighed and looked around her. No annoying members of the Host Club. Good. She didn't feel like having to deal with them right now. Once again, checking to make sure that no one was around her, she slipped her other phone from her hidden pocket in her backpack and dialed the number of her grandfather's driver.
With a few quick exchanged words, Haruhi had the phone put away. The driver was on his way. Now, just to make sure the others don't see her. She had specified to the driver that he would be picking her up a couple blocks away from the school, so that she wouldn't be spotted.
Haruhi broke into a run, trying to get out of the school before the Host Club came back from talking to Sakura-Sensei. No doubt they were bombarding her with unanswerable questions about the commoner world.
Haruhi knew this was her only chance. So with a dash, she ran out of the doors of the middle school, throwing a quick goodbye over her shoulder to the security guards at the front desk. They were all gathered around, to make sure that none of the students got rowdy on their way out.
Haruhi slowed down once she reached the front courtyard, where the gates were and took a deep breath to calm her nerves. She was practically scot free at this point.
With a small squeal of delight, she remembered that she had a very important event planned for tonight. A date with Kyoya!
She ran the rest of the way to where the driver was waiting and hopped into the backseat. Kimchoni looked behind him, in the rearview mirror with a smirk. "Fun day?"
"Hardly. Now hurry and take me home. I have a date with someone tonight," Haruhi grinned as she leaned against the plush leather seats of the black car. She noticed that Tachibana, the Ootori's driver was sitting in the passenger seat up front.
"Very well. I have to hurry back to the Ootori manor anyway. Master Kyoya has a date as well. You wouldn't know anything about that, would you, Miss Fujioka?" Tachibana laughed as Kimchoni started the car.
"Shut up."
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