Alex-mines.
OHSHC- other people's.
Oh, and PLEASE review- I really want your opinions; like if is it boring, if I should add more detail (I should), or if the characters are OOC (I know they are…). I still want to hear your complaints, I can take it (just not too much or I might cry XD)
School was officially off for break and I must say I was surprised when Kyoya actually got ALL of the instruments I wanted… I didn't need all of them… But I'm not gonna complain.
My soul had left my being and moved to another life- THAT'S how happy I was. I was currently in heaven.
I thought that Kyoya hated me or secretly wanted to kill me when he had the chance… looks like I was wrong all along.
SERIOUSLY WRONG.
Kyoya showed me the previously empty basement that was changed into a recording studio. Just for me.
I finally felt a little special ever since that happened ten years ago. He was the only one who had acted like family since then… and we aren't even related.
This weird feeling in my chest is not what I wanted though. The gut feeling that everything will go downhill. It seemed too good to be true.
Maybe it is too good to be true. Maybe Kyoya just wanted me to feel this way so I will suffer later on… he wouldn't stoop that low… right?
I've been sitting in this room, staring at the instruments in front of me, for the last two days ever since Kyoya showed it to me on Thursday. I only left to eat or use the bathroom.
NOT KIDDING.
I've been too scared to touch the things either, the feeling was always there. It was practically saying 'Don't get used to this, this will never happen again. You better savor it.'
That's what I was doing. Savoring it through all my senses except touch (and taste). I was scared this special feeling will leave if I touch anything. This argument with myself clearly wasn't going anywhere good.
'But all good things come to an end, does it not?' And with that thought I was brought back to reality; Kyoya is only accepting my conditions so I can drop my guard and he can win.
Well, our family time was good when it lasted. My mind won this time.
I walked over to the piano and played a few notes then continued to the next instrument so I can make sure they are all tuned and sounded the way they should. Just as I finished checking everything, I had a nagging feeling that I was forgetting something- no- someone.
Did I promise someone something? What was it?
Did it include the Host Club?
Didn't Haruhi invite me over?
SHIT. HARUHI INVITED ME OVER!
I ran out of the room and into my bedroom to get ready. After changing into some public-appropriate clothes and sloppily applied my male-wig onto my head I dashed out of the house, jumping into the limo in hopes to make it to Haruhi's on time.
How did that phone call from yesterday completely slip my mind?
I'm such an idiot; forgetting about my ONE real friend here in Japan.
As the limo slowed to a stop I jumped out, running at full speed to the doors of the apartment building. '205' the number on the door read.
'This is it.' I sighed as I pushed the doorbell; taking a glance at my watch. It was one o'clock which meant I was on time, surprisingly, if I might add. There wasn't any sound so I pushed on the doorbell again as I took in the scene. 'Looks like a sweet little area.' I thought as my eyes shifted from a pink house, to an orange one, then to a yellow one, and so on.
Soon after I glanced around the area Haruhi opened the door. "Sorry Alex, I didn't hear you ring the doorbell. I guess it's broken." She sighed at the end of her statement. "Oh, please come in." She smiled as she moved to the side, giving me access to her home.
My eyes shifted from Haruhi to the interior of her home. As I stepped in a wave of nostalgia hit me like a ton of bricks. It was a small, cozy house that slightly resembled my home back in America before we were 'rich'. "It's a beautiful home you have Haruhi. I'm jealous." I smiled a genuine smile.
"Thanks, but it's not much to be jealous of. I'm sure Kyoya's house is better." Haruhi replied humbly.
"Are you kidding me? Kyoya's house feels cold and lonely. I think I would rather live here instead." I answered as I sat on the couch in the living room. Haruhi soon followed after with a tray of snacks and some tea.
"Sure, if you say so." She smiled back at me and then paused as if wanting to say something else. I motioned for her to go on. "Um… well I was wondering… why are you dressed like a guy?" Haruhi asked me curiously as she eyed me up and down.
"Oh… well it turns out that Honey-senpai and Mori-senpai live like RIGHT next door. I only realized recently when I saw them outside as I was looking out the window." I sheepishly answered.
"Why didn't you notice earl-" Haruhi began to question but then was interrupted as the front door swung open revealing a… cross dressing man?
"Oh Haruhi! I'm back from work!" He yelled as he walked in but stopped when seeing me. "Haruhi… you didn't tell me you had a friend over. Especially that it's a girl; you never mentioned having female friends! I'm sorry, I must have surprised you. I'm Haruhi's dad, call me Ranka." He excitedly introduced himself.
"How?" I began to question since I was very well aware of the wig on the top of my head and the bandages around my chest.
"Oh darling, you can't fool me! I am a professional cross-dresser, you can't hide your true gender from me!" He boasted as Haruhi sweat dropped.
"Well it's nice to meet you Ranka. My name is Alex Dancer. I am Haruhi's classmate and club mate." I introduced myself politely as I bowed in respect.
"No need to be so formal! A friend of Haruhi's is a friend of mine!" He exclaimed as he hugged the daylight out of me and then left to the next room. He reminds me of someone…
"You have a great father Haruhi." I laughed slightly as she nodded. "Where is your mother? If you don't mind me asking of course. I would like to meet her." I curiously asked but was soon met with a saddened Haruhi.
"My mother died a long time ago. I was very young but I remember a lot of things about her." Haruhi softly replied with a small smile on her face.
"I understand what it's like to lose a parent." I told her without noticing. I guess there is something about Haruhi that makes me feel like I don't need to keep up my walls. "I lost my father about ten years ago. It really hit me hard. I felt useless and broken." My eyes began to water as memories came back to me.
At the park, on our way home. I was five.
I wiped my eyes. "I won't cry. I can't cry." I muttered to myself but Haruhi still heard me.
"It's ok to cry. We all do it sometimes." She hugged me to help me stay calm.
"No, you don't understand Haruhi. I CANT cry. I promised I would only cry on that day. I would stay strong every day except for that day. I promised." I choked on my words but didn't cry as I hugged her back.
"It's ok Alex." That's all Haruhi could say to me as she tightened her hug. I then pulled away from her hug.
"Thanks Haruhi… I appreciate your concern." I sighed and then sadly laughed a little, "You know, it's funny that at first you were concerned about the pills but you found out about that as well. Guess I'll tell you what you wanted to know in the first place. I… I take the pills for my back. I was badly injured when I was smaller and it kinda left me with a big ugly scar and pain every once in a while." I told her some of the truth but refused to explain exactly how I got it.
"Can I see it?" Haruhi asked and I nodded- removing my shirt and the bandages so she could see the thing I will live with for the rest of my life. The gasp she made once her eyes set upon the sight of my back was so loud that her father heard it and walked in from the next room to see what happened.
"OH MY GOD." That was all Ranka said as he also glanced at my back. (A/N: I'm just going to call Ranka a he…or should I call it a she? SO CONFUSED.【・ヘ・?】)
"It's ok. It happened a long time ago." I smiled to reassure them that it was the truth. Then I wrapped the bandages around me again and lowered my shirt. "Not even Kyoya knows… and I live under the same roof as he does… so could you both not… you know… say anything… to anyone… about anything… that you found out today?" I asked, hoping for the best.
"Sure. I won't say anything." Haruhi answered but was still in a state of shock while Ranka hugged me tightly again.
"If you need anything… and I mean ANYTHING, come to us. We might not be able to do much… but we are the only ones that know." Ranka worriedly stated as he made me promise.
For the first time in a while I felt… wanted. I couldn't help but smile and hug them both.
'Someone cares.' My inner thought stated. I might have looked fine on the outside but on the inside I was crying. But it wasn't tears of sadness, it was tears of joy.
"I'm glad I met you Haruhi." I told her as I began to eat the food she put out for us.
"Huh?" She asked but then was interrupted once again by her father.
"Alex, could you please teach my daughter that it's ok to be feminine? Like I want to do her make-up and make her wear dresses. She needs to understand that this is necessary to be a girl!" Ranka pleaded with eyes of hope.
"Um… sorry but I'm not a big fan of dresses and make-up myself." I awkwardly replied while scratching the back of my neck. I watched as his being began to deflate. That's when Haruhi began to laugh and her father popped back up.
"See dad? This is why we are friends. We have similar views." She smiled brightly and continued laughing.
Ranka leaned over to me slightly and began to speak, "I've never seen her so happy with someone else. Please take care of her." I didn't know what to say so I nodded.
"Alex you have to sleepover! We can have some GIRL TIME!" Ranka randomly yelled out and we all laughed.
~Time SKIP~
I felt a little tired despite that I was just sleeping. I turned in my half-sleep but then I heard a groan.
Wait… I don't remember sleeping with anyone…
Slowly and sneakily I turned my body to face the other side…
Just as I was about to scream a hand went over my mouth. I glanced over to see… Haruhi?
"Shhh, dad's sleeping." She whispered as she put a finger to her lips then uncovered my mouth.
"Haruhi… why are you wearing make-up?" I whispered back as I got off of the floor. Looks like we all slept on the floor.
"You're wearing some too. Did you forget about what happened yesterday?" She asked quietly.
Then the event from yesterday came flying into my thoughts.
"GIRL TIME" Ranka yelled once again as he took out various dresses and his giant make-up kit. I had already called Kyoya using Haruhi's phone to inform him that I was sleeping over at her place.
"I'm not wearing that dad." Haruhi lazily pointed to the dresses and make-up.
"Come on Haruhi. Let your dad enjoy this moment." I told Haruhi as I watched her father on his knees; begging.
"If I'm going down… I'm taking you with me." She stated.
Next thing I knew I had my wig and bandages off, I was in a dress, make-up on, hair done, wearing heels, and taking a picture with Haruhi- who was also dolled up.
"I'm saving this picture FOR-EVER!" Ranka happily pranced around the room.
"I want a copy." I told him. 'This will be in my memory book.' I thought as I smiled looking at the picture.
"NOW WE NEED ICE CREAM AND A MOVIE!" Ranka ran to the kitchen taking out 3 buckets of ice cream, then handing each of us one as he played a movie on the TV.
"We are going to get so fat." Haruhi stated as she stared into the bucket.
"Well… might as well let myself go." I stated as I took the first spoon-full. "BRAIN FREEZE!" I yelled soon after and we all laughed.
"Ohhhhh yeahhhhhh. I remember. By the way you look nice in it. It's different… but a good different." I told her as I came back to reality.
"Thanks, so do you." She smiled at me. "I actually had a lot of fun… but don't tell my dad, he might do this more often."
"Then I'm REALLY going to get fat." I patted my stomach for emphasis. We began to laugh again but soon I realized I would have to go home.
"Thanks for having me over Haruhi. Maybe we can hang out again… at Kyoya's place? Actually that's a suicide mission, never mind." I admitted.
"Yeah… but it was great having you over. You can come over whenever you'd like." Haruhi added as we said our goodbyes and I left.
When I got home I was so tired the only thing I could think of was sleep… so that's what I did.
'Daddy?' My little-self asked.
'Yes sweetie?' My dad replied.
'I love you.'
'I love you too.'
'Forever?' I asked curiously.
'Forever and ever.' He replied once again and reassured me with a hug and a smile.
'I'm glad you're my daddy. Never leave, ok?'
'I don't plan on leaving anytime soon.'
Then a shot could be heard and daddy fell to the ground.
DUH. DUH. DUUUUUUUH.
Heyo! Sorry it is soooo late but I did want to post another chapter before the end of my spring break.
SPRING BREAKKKKK! Unfortunately I have to go back to school tomorrow… YAY. (Sarcasm)
I would have posted earlier (as in a few weeks) but we had guests for 2 weeks and I had to sleep on the couch.
Woo… the couch…
Anyway, I was seriously struggling with this chapter. I had the idea but the words didn't flow and I had to think 'Is this too much?' 'Does this sound stupid?' 'Does my ass look too big?'
Ok I didn't ask the last question but you get what I'm saying.
Whatever I'm not even going to go back and edit this… oh wait I never do -.-'
Nah, I'm just lazy this time.
So until next time…
^.^ ColorfulShadowz