Here's chapter 11!
Bisco Hatori owns Ouran, not me.
Chapter 11: A Flash From The Past.
"You are the most worthless child ever." A hand smacked him across the cheek. It stung a lot, but Tamaki didn't show it. He stood there stoned-face.
Shizue Souh glared at him. "You're a flithy child, it disgusting. I can't believe your father fell in love with a French women!"
Tamaki just stood there quietly. It was true, his Mother wasn't Japanese, but he couldn't understand why that was a bad thing. But he didn't want to get slapped again, so he kept his mouth shut.
Even at the age of six, Tamaki was already very pretty. Shizue hated it. He looked like his mother, with his blonde locks and beautiful violet eyes. She clenched her teeth together and turned away from him.
The young boy watched his Grandmother leave the room. As soon as the door closed with a click, he fell to his knees. Tears welled up and cascaded down his face. He clenched his small fists and slammed them against the ground.
His Grandmother was always going to hate him, he knew that now. She had already told him he was moving to Japan. He loved his Mother dearly, he didn't want to ripped apart from her at such a young age.
"It's not fair!" He cried. And there he laid, crying on the floor until his Mother found him hours later, asleep covered with tears.
Tamaki woke up shaking. He rolled onto his side and took a couple of deep breaths to calm himself. Why did I have that dream? He thought to himself.
He slipped out of bed. Takashi was out studying with Honey, so he didn't have to worry about being too loud. He pulled a pair of slippers over his feet, and walked out of his room. He made his way down the stairs quietly, just in case others were sleeping as well.
When Tamaki made it to the floor under his, he started to read the numbers on the plates that were nailed into the doors. 200, 201, 202, 203, ah 204! He knocked on the door softly, hoping Kyoya was awake on the other side.
Luckily for him, Kyoya was awake. He cocked his head to the side and listened for the knock again. When he heard the knock, he got up and opened the door. Tamaki was standing there looking a little guilty.
His pajamas were crumpled up and his cheeks looked slightly damp. He hugged his stuff bear tightly. "Kyoya, can I come in?" He asked quietly.
Kyoya nodded and stepped out of the way. The blonde walked into the room and sat on Kyoya's bed. The black-haired teen sat down next to him and grabbed his hand. "Is there something wrong, Tamaki?" Kyoya wiped his thumb against Tamaki's cheek. "You look like you've been crying."
Tamaki was actually surprised. "I had no idea..." But he could feel it now, his cheeks were wet.
"I'll ask again, is there something wrong?" Kyoya didn't want to sound rude or pushy, he just wanted to know what was wrong with Tamaki.
Tamaki took a deep breath. "I had... a bad dream, I guess you could say. But it was more like a flashback. For some reason, I had a dream about my Grandmother."
"You don't like your Grandmother?" Kyoya asked, a little confused.
"No, no! I love my Grandmother... It's just..." Tamaki stopped for a minute. He took another breath. "...She's hates me..."
"What?! Why would you think that?!" Kyoya couldn't even think why Tamaki would say such a thing.
"Because... she's told me before that she hates me..." Tears welled up in his violet eyes. "It even hurts to say it..."
Kyoya wrapped his arms around Tamaki. He didn't say anything, it wasn't his place to. Tamaki was grateful for that.
"I mean, when Hikaru says those kind of things to me, about how I'm a slut and all that, maybe it's a little true. I do want people to love me. I do want attention from them. So maybe it's all true, but do I care? Yes, I do. But I don't at the same time. My father loves me, and my mother loves me. But the hateful things and the hateful words she's said and done will never leave me." Everything just spilled out. Tamaki couldn't stop it anymore, he just started to bawl.
Awhile later, when Tamaki finally fell asleep, Kyoya just laid there. He stared at the ceiling for a long time, thinking of the things Tamaki had said.
He guessed, in a way, he was kind of like Tamaki. He always tried to impress his father, but it never worked. His father always hated him, no matter what he did. His elder brother was already a doctor, and Akito was finishing medical school. But Kyoya didn't want to be a doctor, which always made his father angry.
He rolled over to watch Tamaki sleep. He was so beautiful, even with his face damp and red. Kyoya kissed the blonde's forehead and closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep.
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Haruhi also was having a bit of trouble falling alseep. She just laid there, listening to Renge's sleeping breaths.
The other day, she realized that she may have some feelings for the other girl. But on the other hand, she also like Hikaru. They both made her feel happy and warm.
Sure, Hikaru pissed her off a lot, but so did Renge. But they both always stuck up for her, no matter what was happening to her. She smiled a little bit, remembering something from a while ago.
Haruhi stood there with disgust all over her face. She watched as a group of guys all ganged up on two girls.
"Hey ladies, wanna come to my place?" The leader ask, leaning in really close. "We can have all sorts of fun." All of his friends laughed.
One of the girls was almost crying, while the other stood in front of her. "Go away, you guys are just jerks!"
The guys just howled with laughter. "You guys are just jerks!" One of them mimicked.
The leader tried to grabbed the one in front's breast. She smacked his hand away. "Go away!" She screamed at him, which just made the guys laugh harder.
Haruhi couldn't take this anymore, she stormed over. "Hey!" She shouted. "What do you think you're doing?! She told you jackasses to go away."
"Whatddya call us?" The leader growled. He was much taller then Haruhi, looming over her.
"I called you donkeys." Haruhi said bluntly. She stared him in the face. The smell of booze was strong, Haruhi tried her best to not turn away in disgust.
Of course, all of his friends thought it was funny that he got called a donkey. One of them fell over in a fit of laughter. The leader had gotten really red in the face. "You think it's funny, do ya?" He tried to shove Haruhi over, but it was all in vain. Haruhi stepped out of the way and stuck her foot out.
He fell with a mighty crash. All his friends stopped laughing for a minute. They stared at Haruhi, then one of them cracked his knuckles. "Do ya think ya can take all of ussss on, ya little bitch?" He slured.
The girls that were the victims earlier had snuck away. One of them saw Hikaru talking to Renge and Kaoru and ran over to them. "Are you Haruhi Fujioka's friends?" She asked panicked.
Hikaru nodded. "Yeah, why do ask?"
"She saved me and my friend from a bunch of drunk guys. But now she's over there all by herself!" She pointed over where they were.
All three of them looked over. Haruhi trying her best not to get hit by the flying fists. Hikaru was the first one running, with Kaoru and Renge not to far behind.
"Get away from her, dickwad!" Hikaru punched the one closest to Haruhi. Kaoru tripped one of the others, while Renge kicked him in the groin.
A few minutes later, the four of them laid on the ground exhausted. Hikaru glanced at Haruhi. "Are you okay?" He asked, panting.
Haruhi nodded. Renge reached over and smacked the brunette's arm. "Ow!" Haruhi rubbed her arm. "What was that for?"
"Idiot!" Renge rolled over on to her side. "What if you got hurt? What if me and the boys weren't close by? Did ya think of that?!" She scolded.
Haruhi stared at them for a minute. "I guess not." She looked up at the sky."I guess I'm lucky to have you guys, then!" She laughed.
Renge rolled over and muttered something about boys under her breath. Haruhi stared at her for a moment, before closing her eyes. I guess I don't need to know who I like more right this minute... After that thought, she fell into a peaceful dream.
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Woo, all done! I'd like to thank all of you who has reviewed my story so far. Thanks!