I'm soooo sorry 'bout this being late! I blame it on my wrists! Edit:...And my writing buddy
Last chapter had some twists... They will be explained this chapter, I swear. I also swear I don't own OHSHC, or Butterfly Wings (Owl City [yes, I love Owl City, got a problem with that?])
And now it's time for the… -deep announcer voice- PONDEROUS QUESTION OF THE DAY! ...If jealousy was a food, would anyone love to eat it? (sponsored by babbitrulez XD)
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I don't know how long I stayed there on the floor, listening to their steady breathing. I felt weird, me being wide awake while they had no trouble sleeping whatsoever. I'd be sure to give them a shock when we got back to school. It was what they deserved. And yes, I decided all that while listening to them breathe (A/N: like the stalker I am).
We all boarded the jet later that day, after I spent hours catching up with Raiden. He seemed gloomy the whole time, but we still laughed and enjoyed most of it. I told him to text me anytime he needed a friend.
The ride back was pretty awkward, because I tried sitting next to Keiko, my sister, Kasanoda, then Tamaki, then Mori... but I ended up sitting next to Kyouya. He was doing some fancy stuff on his computer, and I needed something to take my mind off of the hot ginger guys looking my way.
"They'll 'straighten up' on their own, you know," Kyouya said in his know-it-all voice. Mason, who was on his other side, agreed. I bet she didn't know what the flip he was talking about.
"What can I do to speed it up?" I would do anything to show them... show them... that I mean business. ...Yeah. Keiko's stolen monkey bared her teeth and chomped on a banana.
"There is one club..." Kyouya started, closing his laptop. "But I don't think it would be a wise decision. We can't risk losing our customers, now can we?"
I turned my head very slowly to make sure my words got through with the creepy meaning intended. "How about you just tell me the club's name so I don't tell the ladies at school about this little trip?" I know they would go nuts, and maybe stop visiting the Hosts entirely.
Asami smirked. She knew my methods of making people talk (not including: Yoshi! Lean on him).
Kyouya let out a small cough. "They (A/N: that 'they' is implied as the twins...) aren't fond of the Black Magic Clu-"
"NOOOOOO!" Tamaki popped up out of nowhere. His eyes were bigger than Honey's and full of tears. He was... adorable! Asami snapped a picture with her phone.
"What's so bad about the Black Magic Club? It sounds cool," I said, putting my finger on my chin. It really did sound interesting.
Tamaki got on his knees and held my leg. A week ago, if you had told me I would be on a jet with a hot guy with his hands on my thigh, I'd have thought you were insane beyond any measures. But here he was, kneeling at my side. "You don't mess with black magic! A princess of your demeanor is- is above such things!"
Hikaru sneered at me. "The Boss has had some bad experiences."
"Maybe the Gardening Club would suit you a little better, Yoshi," Kaoru said cautiously. It was him, he and his brother, which I was trying to hurt. I would not take his advice, no matter what. "Tell her, Bossa Nova."
Kasanoda grumbled something about that not being his name.
"Yes, yes," Tamaki said with gusto, "Gardening Club! Such a wonderful-"
"Black Magic Club it is." I couldn't help cutting Tamaki off, with his annoying 'girly princess' talk. He slumped over and went into the bathroom, turning the knob to 'occupied'. Oh great, another emo corner.
Haruhi groaned. "No cultivating mushrooms in there, Sempai."
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I had to go to the bathroom, so... I did. … There were tons of mushrooms in there, along with Tamaki-sempai huddled in a darkened corner. "… Tamaki-sempai…? How the heck did you get surrounded by all these friggin' mushrooms? And why are you hanging out in the jet bathroom?"
"…No reason…"
I temporarily forgot about going to the bathroom and ran to get my sister.
"Yeah, so I—"
"Sorry, Bossa Nova!" I interrupted, smirking at the redhead.
"That's not my name..." He rumbled, a little louder than before.I pulled Asami to the bathroom and showed her the vast sea of mushrooms.
"What the-? How did…?"
I simply pointed at the sulking Tamaki-sempai.
We dashed out to the middle of the jet aisle.
"ATTENTION, EVERYONE!" I shouted.
"NOBODY EAT THE MUSHROOMS!" Asami continued.
Everyone stared at us with wide eyes, other than Michi and Mori, who simply stared like their usual stoic selves, and Kyouya, who's eyes were hidden by a glare on his glasses. Stupid glasses glare.
"…Why?" Haruhi asked.
"Yeah. We're not eating…," the Hitachiins stated.
"Speak for yourselves…!" Ren and Honey exclaimed, smiling as they sat at their small table with cakes of all sorts.
"They were cultivated by Tamaki-sempai…," Asami and I said.
"…" Silence.
"In the bathroom...," we added.
"Eeeewww…"
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Once the plane landed, everyone went their separate ways towards home. Asami and I went back to our mansion and finished our homework with no more memorable events. …Except when we ordered a triple extra large pizza with pepperoni, cheese, black olives, Italian sausage, clementines, cantaloupe, frog legs, cheese puffs, and hot sauce from Subterfuge Pizza. You probably thought we liked it, right? …Wrong. It was terrible. T to the E R rible.
Sooo… Then we went to sleep and the next day we biked to school. The limo was too predictable and boring sometimes.
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"Woah!"
That was Class 1-A's reaction when I walked into the room on Monday. I growled and took my seat.
Jun leaned over towards me. "What... What happened to you?"
That morning, I had put on heavy eyeliner, repainted my nails to the richest, shiniest black, and I was wearing spiked wristbands. Chains hung from my khaki skirt's pockets. It looked pretty weird, metal chains on a private school preppy outfit. The boy's one adapted to fit a girl at that. ...Of course, I still put in my black bow. "It was time for a change, Jun."
Asami leaned over. "For the record, I don't approve." She wasn't lying, either. That morning, she had tried to tug my wristbands off.
Kaoru stared openly at me with a disbelieving open mouth, as did his brother. It was their fault I was dressing like this. After school, I'd join the Dark Magic Club and taunt them with the possibility of cursing their dishonest, snobby behinds. The ungrateful little brats. They had been at my parents' place, too! Arg.
Tanaka-sensei stepped in and eyed my new fashion with utter distaste before starting the lecture.
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School that day had been a toughie. People kept staring at me; girls with disgust, guys with wonder. Since that week we were starting the Izanami Club, maybe I could bring a little dark magic to the group of women who invite.
The only known way into the Black Magic Club was through the Host Club doors, so I had to grudgingly go there. The girls decided to come along. Keiko's revulsion showed as she walked beside me with her head turned away. She really disliked my additions to the uniform. But hey, she was the one holding a monkey's hand.
"Hello, ladies. How is everything going today? Swell I hope?" Kyouya greeted us at the door. He was wearing some type of t-shirt and a pair of... were those jeans? On Kyouya Ootori? It looked downright weird. Of course, with Mason being a jeans-and-tee-shirt kind of girl, she loved it. She attacked him, grabbing his legs and screeching like a poor fan girl.
"What is all this?" Ren asked, looking around.
Tamaki jumped up, his eyes closed in happiness. His black and gray skater-hat caught me by surprise. "We've gone casual American! It was Kyouya's idea! Do you like?" When he opened his eyes, he saw me and gasped. Kyouya regarded me with a curt nod. I looked around and spotted the twins, who were both wearing English Egret skinny jeans and tees. I almost gagged at them; Kaoru was trying to show the girls a trick on a skateboard, but he fell and skinned his elbow. Hikaru gasped and bent over Kaoru, kissing the scrape. Oh god, I could hurl.
A pleasing smell suddenly tickled my nasal passages. It was... cheesy... and... garlic...-y...? ...Sure. Ren squealed happily, pointing at the open Perfect Pan boxes on the counter. Ah. Pizza. Traditional American food.
Mori was in the corner, shirtless (surprise, surprise), with a football in his hands. He tossed to Honey, who giggled and threw it to a girl. It dropped to her feet, and she just looked at it. Pansy. Girly-girls like her made me sick.
As Asami and I slinked through the room, loathing washed over me. Girls stared me down like I was a ragged, dirty, uncivilized animal. People can be so cruel! Who cares what they think? I heard my sister's voice saying. She gave me a supportive smile. I knew she'd accept me any way I was, because we were, in fact, forever.
A large Gothic Victorian door seemed to be where I was headed. I knocked once, and when it opened, I knew I was where I was aiming to be. A cold breeze flitted out, and a little puppet of a cat peeped through the door. Odd...
"Nakamura-san... I've been waiting for you..." The voice, I know, didn't come from the puppet. Kyouya had told me of Umehito Nekozawa, the leader of this club, and his puppet Beelzenef.
If my sister thought that was kind of creepy, she didn't show it. She nudged me, urging me to speak.
I took a deep breath. "Nekozawa-sempai, I'd like entrance to the Black Magic Club." I heard muffled gasps behind me: the whole room was all of a sudden deathly still. I looked over my shoulder and saw Kaoru's face. He started slowly shaking his head and mouthing the word 'no'. Perfect.
The door opened a little farther to reveal a hunched over, hooded figure. Dark green hair shielded the guy's eyes."Very well, Nakamura-san."
I put my hand on his shoulder. He didn't recoil. "Let me be your duchess of darkness, and under your wing, may we rule this school. And may we curse anyone who crosses us." I shot piercing glare at the twins. They recoiled as I thought of the frosting on the cake. "Let me be your apprentice."
"Yoshi," Kaoru whispered. How in the world...? He was right behind me, on the verge of tears. "When you were at the door, Hikaru had put on my clothes. H-he was mocking me. He didn't want me to go out with you. I'm sorry."
The whole room did a collective gasp, and some girls broke into tears.
"AH-HA HA HA HA HA HA!" The same powerful motor grinded beneath my feet, and the same platform rose up, revealing Renge once again. The monkey hopped out of Keiko's arms and perched on Renge's chair. Keiko's eyes filled with tears, and Michi patted her back, face still stoic. "The little devils have caused some trouble!" Little devils indeed. I wasn't mad. I wasn't mad. Hikaru loved his brother, and I could understand and respect that.
I still stood between the two men, getting chills down my back from Kaoru's closeness and the constant draft from the Black Magic room.
"Please. Forgive me. You can join the club, fine. Ignore me, okay. But please forgive me."
I clenched my jaw. He was begging for forgiveness, of all things. I had to make it seem like it didn't hear him, or possibly didn't care. I did forgive him though. Asami knew I would. It wouldn't ever be like he didn't hurt me, but it would be a start.
Nekozawa watched the scene silently and patiently. I caught a glimpse of his crystal blue eyes. "Would you like to shrink into the shadows too, milady?" He referred to my sister, who was still beside me. I hadn't realized, but her hand was in mine. I squeezed her fingers.
"I want to be with my sister." Then I realized: where was Bossa Nova? That's not his name my sister warned. We hadn't seen him all day! Oh well. He'd find us.
He looked taken aback, and for a second I saw his eyes fill with pure longing. "I... know how that can be..." His voice wasn't as sinister. Unless I was mistaken, I even saw a tear well up in his eye. He quickly recovered. "Well, Nakamura-san and... other... Nakamura-san... I permit your entrance to the darker side of life." His laughter crisp and sharp, he finished by whispering, "Come back tomorrow; same time, same place."
The door closed with a whoosh, sending extra chills over my skin. I had, like... goose bumps on my goose bumps. Kaoru gingerly placed his palm on my arm. (babbitrulez AN: Hehe. Gingerly... A ginger... Ah... Laughter...)
"You... you look cold."
I turned around to face him, and soft song lyrics poured from my mouth before I could stop myself.
"If I was a raindrop
Would you be my thunderstorm?
It's cold so surround me
With rainclouds to keep me warm."
He hugged me, somehow continuing the words that I couldn't.
"I feel like I'm falling
So darling, don't let me go.
The thought is appalling,
But should I slip away -"
"Into the stormy sea
Will you remember me?"
I wanted to hold him eternally because, hey, I'd never pass up an opportunity for a hug. I mean, an opportunity like him. As I clutched Kaoru harder around the middle, I heard Hikaru gasp.
"It... it was you singing..." His eyebrows furrowed as he looked at me. "And all this time... I... I...thought you didn't get it... ...didn't get us..." He looked the same as he had after he pushed me into the pool: Sorry. I reached my arm out for him to join our hug.
"C'mere." I clutched his side and hugged him. Really hugged him. I thought he was going to complain about my spiked wristbands or something, but he didn't. He hugged right back. "Aishiteru, Kaoru. Aishiteru, Hika-san."
Some girls 'aww'ed. I just hoped it wouldn't turn into-
"GROUP HUG!" Asami yelled. "NYAAAGH!" she continued, basically attacking me then motioning for everyone to join in. First it was only the Izanami members (plus Jun) and the Hosts... but the customers contributed, too. Mason dragged Kyouya right to the middle and squished her face next to his. He tried to play it off like he was all apathetic and stuff, but I saw him blushing. Tamaki was off to the side, hugging Haruhi like the little pervert he was. She sighed and patted Tamaki's head.
"Uh, boss?" Hikaru said, annoyed, "That's not how a 'group hug' works..."
"Yeah. Note the word 'group'...?" Asami, Kaoru and I added.
Heck, even Mori was a part of it; Honey and Ren perched on his shoulders, hugging each other over his head, while Michi wrapped her arms around Mori's mid-section. Honey's Usa-chan and Ren's Tora-chan looked like they were even embracing.
Keiko and Jun were snuggled against Renge and her monkey. Renge looked pretty PO'd that she wasn't close to Kyouya at all.
I let go of Kaoru and gazed around: We'd brought together a room of completely different people because of forgiveness and, dare I say it, love. My sister nuzzled me, "Aishiteru, Yo-imotochan." Yes. Definitely love.
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Blame babbitrulez for this being late! Sh had it for more than a week and a half. ...So... yeah... I'm working on ch12 RIGHT NOW to make up for this. ...See you so
Edit: I'm not fixing those errors. It is a reminder to me to not stay up past 1 am and type. That it all. See you soON.