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The Birthday Massacre
Err on the side of caution
I'm careful there. We all are.
They're taking in the new girls
Young, naive, looking for something to do. Just like I was.
(Two faced, too poised to shed a tear)
When they find their hearts broken, no one sees me – them – even flinch.
No memory to speak of
The club doesn't even acknowledge us. One girl is another.
(Passed in the night, we didn't hear)
And when the brokenhearted are in their secret place, they cry in the dark, where none but themselves can hear.
The fading breath of your love
I really did love you, Tamaki.
We lose control of the moment
Hardly watching myself until now, I see how I was, too late.
Another trend goes out of season
Mori-senpai never talks. He couldn't carry a conversation, so I left him.
A new love forever
But the twins could never fail me. We'd love each other forever.
Look the other way
But, then again, they treat everyone the same. Building walls to separate themselves from the world, not really interested in the conversations...
You see through me
They're obviously too wrapped up in each other to ever truly be with me.
A new trend, indifference
Tamaki is a fairy tale prince. They'll always come through. If he doesn't, what is still real in life?
You are a child of privilege
A real brat, I was. Everyone in this blasted school, too. I'm including the Hosts, of course. They were, and still are, the worst of all.
Your reputation leads you
Like I had heard, he was charming. A perfect prince, catering to my every whim.
(All traits of life will disappear)
But he was always the same. Like a robot, he – almost systematically – made rounds, every girl, every customer he did this.
You're falling into season
And I started realizing: I didn't care. I wanted attention, and where it came from mattered not; it could've been from a machine. He gave me what I needed, what no one else had offered.
(Their every word is insincere)
So what if all he knows to say are sweet nothings! Not one Host had to mean what they say in the club for all I cared!
There is no time for reason
I wasn't thinking then.
We lose control of the moment
I should've felt ashamed, I suppose, but I wasn't in control of myself.
Another trend goes out of season
I was lost in a dream, or something of that sort.
A new love forever
This would've lasted forever, until Tamaki and I graduated, then it would've all dissolved. Who knows, I might've gone into depression.
Look the other way
Then came a blessing in disguise, from the unlikeliest of places. I – no one – could've seen him, her, coming.
You see through me
When I pretended, when I was accusing Haruhi, I could've done better. I'm glad I didn't, or I might have been trapped.
A new trend, indifference
Tamaki had moved onto her instead of me, like I had moved from the other Hosts to him, I had thought, I had convinced myself.
Remember our childhood
That was what I had thought of. The way my parents had moved on to my little sister when she was born.
It's not quite the same
But that wasn't the way it was. Tamaki had never loved me; he had always been looking.
A pale hue of new blood
And when someone new came, the commoner, he latched on, wondering if this was it, if he could finally rest.
They all know your name
Of course the scholarship student was different: he, or she, was known by all, and therefore Tamaki, thought he didn't know all.
We lose control of the moment
If something was different, if he knew he was a she, that moment might have been changed.
Another trend goes out of season
But that's the way life is, a series of actions, each affecting each other in tiny ways to change the outcome.
A new love forever
Maybe Haruhi will have more luck than I did with the Prince.
Look the other way
Or maybe she won't in America.
You see through me
Something inconsequential will happen, and before she even sees it...
A new trend, indifference
And Tamaki will move on, just like he did with the rest of us.
Control
Ayanokoji is the girl who throws Haruhi's bag in the fountain and is later E J ected (pun) from the club.
I'M SO TERRIBLY SORRY FOR POSTING FOUR DAYS LATE! I NEVER MEANT FOR THIS TO HAPPEN, BUT I WAS CAUGHT IN HURRICANE SANDY AND I WASN'T ABLE TO PUT THIS FOR YOU! I hope you understand. I'd like to thank BittersweetChocolates09 for being the most frequent reviewer.
This chapter was very different from what I imagined, but then again, each chapter evolves, first being idea, putting idea into word still in my head, typing and then reaching a dead end, than backtracking and skipping and filling in each part and random ideas in the middle of typing that change the whole course of the chapter. It was one of the twins at first because I was thinking of the girls who sent then love letters, then their mother reflecting on how distant her son's are from the rest of the world, then Ayanojoki.
I'm terribly sorry for the last paragraph. It should have been posted when I was typing that pointless mess. Sorry again for being late.
I don't have enough time to think of something witty here like I usually do, so this is it.