I sighed and looked at my suitcase. Just...why? Haruhi's dad had double checked our bags and I still had some of my stuff. Bras, deodorant, towel, glasses, shampoo, soap, the essentials. But he changed my clothing.
"Goddammit…" I curse.
A feathery black dress replaced my t shirt and ripped jeans. A delicate silver bracelet replaced my rubber My Chemical Romance and Fall Out Boy rubber ones, and instead of my Nightvale Intern lanyard, a silver necklace with a dark red rose in a glass ball was there. My studded earrings were replaced with blood red jewel ones. Even my dusty rose canvas Converse were replaced with silver flats. I run a hand through my bright red hair and sigh.
"Have to admit...Haruhi's dad knows my style." I chuckle.
I sigh and blush a little.
"Better get this over with…" I groan.
I start playing 'Radioactive' Nightcore edition and start to change into the dark angelic outfit.
I came out in the outfit provided, with added smoky eyeliner since he also replaced my regular makeup. I don't usually makeup, just chapstick. But screw it. They are my friends, and my punk rocker girl side took over. It scared me how much it related to the outfit Little Me was wearing...I shudder. I start walking down the hall. It quiet...I smile. And start singing.
"I'm waking up, to ash and dust, I wipe my brow, and I sweat my rust. I breathing in, the chemicals. Oh woah oh…" I sing like in Nightcore.
Obviously a lower voice, but still. I finally reach the double doors and take a deep breath.
Why am I so nervous? Like you care what they think. They've seen you in a dress before. But why does it feel...different?
I push my thoughts aside and open the door open.
"H-hey guys…" I wave.
I see Kyoya, the twins, Honey, and Tamaki. They all look up and different reactions flick around the room like sparks.
"Eren-chan! You look really pretty~!" Gushes Honey, running up to me and jumping up and down and grinning.
I kneel and smile. "Thanks Honey!"
I straighten my back and I see Kyoya standing there. He bows and takes my hand and...kisses it?! I pull back automatically, my face probably a deep scarlet.
"Hello, fair princess. A friend of mine should be here but I don't know where she went. Dark maiden, do you know?" He says, smirking.
I laugh a little. "Drop dead, Kyoya."
He sits up from his bow and folds his arms. "Jerk." He says.
"Bitch." I retort, sticking out my tongue.
I notice out of the corner of eyes a flash of gold eyes and ginger hair. I turn to the twins. Kaoru is elbowing his twin, wiggling his eyebrows and smirking. Kaoru whispers something into Hikaru's ear and Hikaru's already blushing face turns an even deeper red.
"Shut up!" Hikaru whisper shouts.
Kaoru just laughs. I look over to Tamaki who's in Emo Corner Mode.
"Damn what's his problem?" I ask, sitting down at the extensively long table.
"He's pissed and crying like a bitch." Kyoya whispers to me.
I laugh. Silence covers the room. I hesitate, looking over to Tamaki.
"So," I cough, "Where's Mori and Haruhi?"
"Mori went to go get Haruhi." Hikaru says simply.
As if on cue, the door come open and standing there is Mori right behind Haruhi.
"Looks like he didn't just get my suitcase…" Haruhi deduces, looking at me.
I shrug and snort. "Hey, he at least knows not to give me anything pink, bows, or sparkles."
Haruhi sports a pink, frilly dress with a magenta bow and light pink slippers.
"Dude, I just wanted to change clothes. I didn't think about my sleepwear...oh God, he better not have touched it." I shudder.
"Woooooooah!" Honey gasps.
"Haruhi where'd you get that dress?" The twins ask.
"My dad must've re packed my bags when I wasn't looking. Obviously I wasn't the only one victim." She says, looking to me sympathetically. "He's always trying to get me to wear this frilly stuff."
"That's awesome! Way to go dad!" the twins cheer, giving double thumbs up.
I notice Tamaki blushing and hiding half of his face behind a pillar.
My God, Tamaki… I think, mentally facepalming.
"You look so cute, Haru-chan!" Honey grins.
~Timey Wimey Wibbly Wobbly Skip~
We all sat down at the ridiculously long table as the clock tolls a little bit loudly, considering the...sexual tension slash awkward silence. Kyoya's ignoring it by writing in Death Note...I mean notebook, Hikaru and Kaoru shares faces locked in a grimace, and Honey and Mori look positively bored. I sit near the end of the table, but I can feel the awkward radiating and gravitating around Tamaki and Haruhi, who sit next to each other a great space away. Crab legs sit on two large plates. I grab one and silently snap it and eat the pink, floppy, wet noodle like meat quietly.
"Well this is uncomfortable." Hikaru mumbles.
"Yeah, kinda awkward." Kaoru replies.
"No shit, I could slice through the tension with a knife." I whisper to myself.
Honey looks at Haruhi, and even his seemingly happy face is disheveled by the cringe worthy awkward.
"Let's dig in Haru-chan!" Honey says, trying to help as he lifts up a crab and Mori does too. "These are the crabs we caught, I'd bet they're delicious!"
Haruhi snaps a leg loudly, making Tamaki and I flinch.
"Aaaaaah amnmnm…" Haruhi says loudly as she chews the crab meat.
She continues this, breaking many crab legs and throwing them lazily onto Tamaki's plate.
"These crabs...taste in-crab-able~! Get it? Heh heh…" She says as she chews, oblivious to Tamaki's torture.
She continues breaking the crab, getting louder and louder and eating what a small army would.
"Don't you think you had enough? Give it a rest!" Tamaki says, a little bit terrified.
"Excuse me? I thought you weren't speaking to me." She says, as she snaps another leg, which hits Tamaki in the chin.
I wince.
"You...tryin to be cute?" Asks Tamaki, sounding a little irritated.
Haruhi ignores him and gives him a side glare. Honey looks like he's trying not to scream and Mori is just eating away. This snaps something in Tamaki. He shoots up and slams his hand on the table.
"Okay fine, I get it. It seems you refuse to admit that you were wrong." He walks behind her chair, obviously frustrated.
"See if I care then, I'm going to bed. Kyoya, would you show me to my room?" He asks, walking off.
"Uh, I would also like to go to my room." I say.
Kyoya wipes his mouth and stands up. He gestures for me to follow. "No problem. Excuse me everyone."
I stand up, wave goodbye awkwardly, and leave out the doors.
We drop Tamaki off at his room first and we reach the door to mine.
"Thanks, Kyoya." I mumble and turn to open my door. Before I can enter, he grabs my wrist.
"I'm planning on doing something to teach Haruhi a lesson, in case she comes to you. However, as you seem to be closest to her, I'm telling you to be aware, not for a blessing." He explains.
"...I'm okay with it either way. She needs to know that people do care about her and she should know that her actions affect others." I agree.
He twists me around and looks at my wrist, studying it. His eyes widen a little.
"Huh...scars...like a knife had…" He stops, realizing what I had done to myself.
"Looks like she isn't the only one who needs to know that." He says.
I jerk my hand away and start rubbing my wrist. I look down, not meeting his eyes.
"Eren-"
"Goodnight, Kyoya." I say darkly, before walking into my room and slam the door shut.
Geek: FUDGE, I DIDN'T MEAN FOR THIS TO BE BROKEN INTO FIVE PARTS. I'M SOWWY ;-;. In my defense, this is a feels loaded episode and I'll probably post the last section of this tomorrow. Good night, readers. Goodnight.