lumigo avko9504: Yeah, I know you weren't really expecting that. That's the reason I did it, mostly, 'cause I wanted to introduce Gakushuu in a non-ordinary way, I guess. I try my best with the Ouran-Assassination thingy, I want to include both of them and don't overload it at the same time, so I think it's a good way to kinda write about both sides, or something. As for the rest of your review, I already wrote you a private message, so... that's it, hope you like this one better.
When Tamaki-kun said they were going to the beach next time, Nagisa never thought that 'next time' was meant to be 'the next day'. Seriously, those guys didn't understand the meaning of classes or what the hell? And how did they manage to make the Chairman give them permission for all the stuff they did? Probably bribery, if she had to guess.
Damn those rich bastards...
So now Nagisa had to call Karasuma-sensei and tell him she wouldn't make it to her training that weekend, 'cause alas! It was Friday, and they would get back at Sunday night.
Fan-fucking-tastic.
"Should I bring these?" she asked to Rio, showing her one the many shirts she had stolen from Karma, and her favorite pajamas. Rio and Nagisa were having a video chat when Honey-senpai called to tell her she needed to be at the school's entrance doors by eight o'clock so they could get to the train station and have a night ride to Okinawa.
Just too inform the public, the call was made at seven pm.
"It's your pajamas, of course yes!" said Rio, rolling her eyes.
"But I'm gonna be with six other guys. And they are not the 3-E." Nagisa looked at the shirt before folding it and shoving it into her suitcase anyways.
"Are they hot?" asked bluntly Nakamura, and Nagisa's head went up so fast her neck cracked a bit.
"Rio!" she shouted, her face all flustered, and Rio just laughed. It never got old. "I don't know, maybe! It's not like I waste my time looking at them, y'know?" said the bluenette, resuming her task of folding clothes. They were staying one night, but would be there all weekend. And as she couldn't pose as a girl, she would have to use all the clothes she had stole from her friends. The problem was, all of them were like, three sized bigger than her, so all the boy clothes she had looked baggy and enormous in her.
"Yeah, right. Tell that to yourself, Nagisa." laughed Rio. "And for Kami's sake, bring girl clothes too, you're not gonna be with your so called costumers all day!" she ordered, and Nagisa mumbled a 'Yes, Rio'.
In the end Nakamura had to go, as her mom was calling her for dinner, and Nagisa finally finished packing her things. So now she only had to call Karasuma-sensei, whom she had seen like an hour and a half ago, and tell him they would meet again next Friday. Or Monday, who knew what her sensei could plan to make up for the lost time.
"Hey, Karasuma-sensei." she said when the called was picked. "I'm not gonna make it tomorrow... nor Sunday."
"Can I ask why my better student won't be coming for training?" asked Karasuma-sensei in the other side of the line, and Nagisa sighted. He wasn't mad. That was good. He wouldn't crush her next week. Too much.
"My club, they organized this trip, and I'm kinda forced to go. I have a feeling Kyoya-kun would find a way to deport me if I don't..." she answered, picking her personal hygiene stuff from her bathroom and into her bag.
"What was that? I didn't hear you."
"Nothing." she sighted again. "I'm gonna do my exercises though, I promise."
"Very well. Maybe we'll reschedule so we can meet up during the week, that way you won't get behind." said Karasuma-sensei, and she made an 'ok' sound, because she was already expecting that much. "See you next week, Nagisa."
"Bye sensei, and tell Bitch-sensei I say hi, will you?" and the call was over. Nagisa giggled a bit. It was fun to tease Karasuma-sensei, specially with Bitch-sensei. It was a little bit of payback for all the times he destroyed her during one-on-one combat training.
Nagisa then took her suitcase and her bag, she needed to hurry or she would be late. And Kami knew how Kyoya-kun would react if she was late. He really was a control freak.
She bid her goodbyes to the guard at the reception desk, telling him she would be out for the weekend, but to let the 'weird guys who sometimes came there' in if they passed by. Nagisa would tell them she wasn't gonna be there anyways. Though, that meant thy would probably spend the whole weekend at her apartment... oh, well, she would make them pay anything they break.
When Nagisa heard they were going to Okinawa, of all places, she didn't know how to feel. She had memories in that place, even if it wasn't exactly the same place. A lot of them were good, but there were some pretty bad memories of that island. Takaoka wanting to kill her friends was one of them. And well, there was that one memory where he tried to kill her as well, and she almost went crazy with her bloodlust.
'Don't worry, Nagisa. Nothing will happen this time. There is no assassination target, nor someone wanting to kill all the class. It will be fine.'
Of course, just by thinking it she knew she was wrong. Nagisa had that habit on jinxing herself like, all the time...
When she spotted the huge steel doors of Ouran Academy, Nagisa was able to see some figures waiting by the limos. The other hosts, and the costumers.
Obviously she was the last one to arrive. But what did they expected? They warned her about the trip with an hour to prepare herself! An hour! How did that made sense inside their fucking minds, huh! 'Cause for Nagisa it was all bullshit, plain and simple.
"You're late, Nagisa." noticed Kyoya-kun, and Nagisa rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, sorry 'bout that. As I have known about this trip for only an hour, I know you'll understand." she answered cynically, and then turned to Honey-senpai. "And you" she pointed her finger towards him, and the blond squealed. ", what were you thinking when you told me I had to be here an hour ago!?"
"I'm sorry, Nagi-chan..." he said with his head down, and Nagisa's expression softened. Damn that boy and his impossibly high cuteness...
"It's alright, just... try not to do that next time, 'kay?" she said, and his head shot up, nodding a bit too frenetically for his neck's safety.
After she said hi to everyone else, which took some time as all the costumers wanted to say hi to her personally, they were finally able to step inside the limos that would drive them to the train station. Of course they would use a first class, totally reserved train, better than those the classes A to D used to their class trip to Kyoto. If only those snobs could see her now... no offence to Gakushuu and Ren, of course, those weren't snobs even when they tried to be.
'They are too nerdy for that.' she smirked to herself at the thought.
Why would anyone try to be a snob? That was another thing, and Nagisa still thought they were idiots. But again, she thought a whole lot of people she knew and was friends with were idiots, so she kept up with them. What could she do, she was apparently, and according to Karma's words, a magnet for idiots.
Anyways, she was sitting with Haruhi in a corner of the wagon they were using, both of them trying to blend in as much as possible with the walls so they could have a calm trip. They made it, for the most part, as almost everyone was asleep—Kyoya-kun was a real workaholic, just like Gakushuu. Nagisa actually thought they would get along pretty well, with all that of knowing everything about everyone to outsmart them and all...
'Yeah, I'm not gonna let those two meet. Ever.' she ended up making a mental note about it, plus a note in her phone, so she would remember it no matter what. She had thought a Karma-Kaoru-Hikaru combination would cause world destruction, but she was wrong. If the Shadow King and his counterpart at Kunugigaoka ever met, she would have to use that bunker Bitch-sensei talked to her about.
But back into the real world, Nagisa was listening to some music to pass the time. She was surprisingly awake too, and as the only other being with it's eyes opened was Kyoya-kun, the bluenette figured out she wouldn't bother him unless the world was falling, and even that scenario didn't seem likely.
The games in her phone were all trash, because well, she didn't really have time to play them, so she had to contempt herself with Sudoku. Her mind was too tired to even think about things in general, let alone numbers. Why did she had that game again? Nagisa was sure there was a logical reason, but maybe she should just delete it.
The bluenette was just about to delete that impossible-for-Nagisa game, her finger was half an inch from the screen... and then it hit her.
Korosensei had once told her that if she played a funny game with numbers in it, her learning process would be easier. As always, he was right, but that only made things more painful.
Why did he have to die? Why did he had to leave them? Leave her? He wasn't dangerous, he wasn't going to explode, and in a year the only thing he did was make sure everyone in the 3-E was alright, even when his contract only covered that he couldn't harm them. That yellow octopus could have just let them die when his old apprentice kidnapped them, or when they thought Takaoka had poisoned half the class.
But he didn't. He cared for their well being, he was always there to help them when they needed it. And yet in the end they had to kill him anyways, 'cause the E class wasn't going to possibly give the Ministry that satisfaction. If Korosensei had to die, it was gonna be them the ones to kill him.
Even if it sill hurt as much as it did the moment she pushed the knife.
Nagisa didn't want to do it, but she ended up opening her hand bag. She there had Korosensei's life advice manual. The bluenette brought it to every trip she had, it didn't matter that it weighted a ton. She felt safer with it. It relaxed her to read her sensei's words, it made her feel somehow closer to home.
So she spent hours reading random pager of the manual, even if she knew there was no way she would ever finish it. It would take her years to do so, and by then she would have to read it again, 'cause she would totally forget about what she red in the beginning.
Sometimes a costumer, or another host would wake up, and see her reading that abnormally big book. But when they asked about it, Nagisa just laughed silently, and when they fully woke up the next day, they all thought it had been just a weird dream.
In the end, Nagisa only slept two hours and a half, so when they finally got to the beach, the first thing she did was to fall on the sand and close her eyes. She was asleep half a minute later, and it was Takashi who took cared she had an umbrella over her so she wouldn't get sunburned.
"Why is Nagisa-kun so tired?" wandered some costumers, and the ones who had seen her at the train, though that maybe their weird dream hadn't really been a dream. Huh, they would never know.
"Hey, Nagisa, come over here!" the bluenette excused herself from her current costumers, who waved their hands as a goodbye gesture. She wondered what did Tamaki want now.
The tall blond was sitting under the same umbrella she had used to sleep, staring at the ocean. He seemed strangely serious, so Nagisa got a bit worried. Had someone died or something? Kami, please, don't let it be someone's death. She didn't have the patience to deal with that right now.
"Tamaki-kun? What's wrong?" she asked, sitting by his side in the sand, looking at him with concerned eyes. When he didn't answered Nagisa started to get really scared. "Tamaki-kun, you're really scaring me, please answer."
"How do you know when you are in love with someone, Nagisa?" his voice sounded a bit distant, and his gaze was still lost at the ocean.
Nagisa's shoulders automatically relaxed. So that was it? She really had thought someone had died!
"You scared the crap outta me! Don't do that again!" she said, sighing in relieve. "And... I don't really know, Tamaki-kun, I've never been in love with someone, if I'm honest." she admitted, looking at the blue sky. "But for what I've heard, you just kinda know it. It's not something you can properly describe, everyone has a different way of being in love, Tamaki-kun. But... I guess it would be something sweet, like everything you want is to be with that person, to make her or him happy at any cost. That person would complement you, and would make you happy." she tried to answer, but Nagisa was no expert. She had never experienced love before. "Why do you ask?" the half-french blond tensed. So he didn't want to tell, huh? "It's ok if you don't wanna tell me, but if you feel something about someone, you should just... I don't know, tell that someone about how you feel, and see how it works out. Maybe the answer will be no, but maybe it will be yes." she said, and then she stood up. Her next group of costumers would be coming soon.
She was about to leave when a hand grabbed her wrist.
"Thanks... it helped me a lot." Nagisa heard him whisper, and she smiled.
"It was a pleasure to help you, Tamaki-kun." she flashed him a bright smile, and then she went to the tent where Kyoya-kun was staying, the killjoy. She grabbed some sweets and asked Kyoya-senpai where were her costumers, and he told her she was actually free for another hour.
Nagisa's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. Was she really free to do what she wanted for an hour? Oh, joy!
The bluenette went straight towards Mori-senpai, as he was the only one she could actually distinguish from the distance. She heard Honey-senpai and Haruhi were doing some shellfish hunting, or as Honey-senpai would say, 'hellfish'. Nagisa didn't know if she should laugh and gush around him for being so cute or be worried about him not knowing how shellfish was spelled. Maybe a little bit of both.
Nagisa was pretty sure there wasn't any shellfish around the area, but then again, it was the Host Club she was talking about, so she was expecting everything by now.
Just for the public to know, there was shellfish all over the place. And it had all been Kyoya-kun's police force doing. The worst part? She wasn't even weirded out by it anymore.
...
And then Haruhi make the centipede version of the flying cat! Oh Kami, why did she do that! Poor centipede...
"Hey Haruhi, be a little more gentle with little Bryan next time, would you?" she said with sarcasm, before kneeling down with Honey-senpai to help him in his task of hellfish hunting. It sounded so sweet...
"It's not like I killed him... wait, how do you even know it was a male? And if he didn't like the name Bryan?"
"Well bad luck then, I just named him that." and with that the topic was closed.
After that, the male hosts started that stupid game of founding out what Haruhi's fear was, and Nagisa decided they were all just plain stupid, so she let them be and hanged out with her costumers. It was simpler and it wouldn't give her a headache.
"Hey, Nagisa-kun, why aren't you wearing a swimsuit? Don't you wanna come and play with us into the water?" asked a girl, Suzume Asaraki. She was a first year, and one of Nagisa's regulars.
"Well, you see. I would love that, but I'm a bit sick, and I don't want to make it worse. The doctor said I could come here, but that I was't allowed to get into the sea." Nagisa wasn't really sure if her amazing lying skills were a good thing. Probably not. But it was pretty useful for assassination... ah, a dilema.
What would Korosensei think? That was a thing Nagisa did often when she wasn't sure of something, it helped her a lot. He would say it was a great skill for assassination, but to not use it when it wasn't necessary.
Yeah, that didn't help her. At all.
The table was dead silence. After that little incident at the risk, and Haruhi almost drowning and all, everyone was kinda scared to talk or do something. It didn't help that Tamaki-kun and Haruhi were sitting next to each other.
"Awkward." coughed Nagisa, and everyone's gaze fell on her. "Did I say a lie or something? No, so stop looking at me." she said a bit sharply.
'She's got a point...' thought the other hosts, and then Mitsukuni talked.
"Let's dig in everyone! These are the crabs we caught, and I bet they taste delicious!" he said in an attempt of making everything a bit less uncomfortable, and that was all Nagisa needed to grab the closest crab and start eating.
"This stuff is delicious, Honey-senpai, Mori-senpai. Thanks! Although, you should have told me, I could have helped you." she said, but the seniors dismissed her, assuring her that it wasn't any problem.
Nagisa ate like, half the crabs in the table. Haruhi was busy eating the other half, with the help of the other hosts. And they were all watching them carefully, afraid that suddenly one of the girls would just throw up.
"Hey, don't you think you've had enough, Haruhi, Nagisa? Give it a rest!" said Tamaki, looking how their stacks were accumulating quite fast.
"Don't worry, Tamaki-kun, I kinda need the energy, because I burn most of it with my physical exercises." Nagisa calmed Tamaki-kun down, but the blond then looked at Haruhi, who didn't look back.
"I thought you weren't speaking to me, senpai." she said with indifference, and everyone was able to see the hurt look in Tamaki's eyes.
"Ok, fine! I get it! It seems you refuse to admit that you were wrong. See if I care then." and then he left the table with Kyoya-kun.
'And then they were five.' Nagisa thought, chewing her delicious crab. Oh Kami, it tasted so yummy...
"Y'know, Haruhi, what you did was pretty stupid." said then bluntly Nagisa, and Haruhi turned to look at her. "I mean, there was no real problem with a girl fighting two guys, Kami knows I can do that easily. The thing is that it was you fighting those guys." explained Nagisa, and Haruhi sweatdropped.
"Gee, thanks Nagisa." said sarcastically the brunette, but Honey-senpai interrupted her.
"What Nagi-chan is trying to say, is that you scared us, specially Tama-chan. You don't really know how to defend yourself like Takashi, Nagi-chan or I do. It was reckless, and Tama-chan was just a bit freaked out by it. I think you should apologise, 'cause you did scared us quite a bit." he explained, and the twins nodded.
"Yeah Haruhi, it wouldn't do you any bad to learn some martial arts." said Hikaru.
"But we wouldn't force you or anything." finished Kaoru. Both of them were looking at the first year with bored expressions, but the worry was visible in their eyes.
'Honey-senpai ir right, they are worried.' thought Haruhi, finding it kinda sweet.
"Guys, I'm really sorry." and suddenly they were all surrounding her, gushing about her cuteness. And Mori-senpai was right besides them, eating crab along with Nagisa.
And then Haruhi felt like she was gonna throw up, so the moment ended and they rushed to help her find the nearest bathroom. Yey!
In the end, Nagisa went to her designated room, which was next to Mori-senpai's room. She needed to do those exercises she promised Karasuma-sensei she would do. That's why she didn't find out about what happened with Haruhi and Tamaki-kun until the next morning, when Kyoya said it as a passing comment during their breakfast conversation. There was no need to say, Nagisa almost freaked out, and stayed with Haruhi for the rest of the day. If she needed to be honest, the bluenette felt kinda guilty for not being there. Haruhi had become a close friend to her, and she didn't even realised she was having a bad time with the storm.
But what was more important, and what made Nagisa regretted about telling Karasuma-sensei about her trip, was the call she got that evening. They were supposed to leave Okinawa in an hour, and they sent her that.
"Hey... guys? I have something to tell ya'." she said then. They were all sitting in the living room, waiting 'till it was time for them to go.
"What is it, Nagisa?" asked the twins, and the bluenette bit her lip, nervous. How was she supposed to tell them these?
"I... could you guys wait for me? I gotta do something here first. I got a call, my sensei wants me to pick something up before I leave Okinawa." she explained, and it was half true. She needed to pick up a package. The problem was that it was located somewhere inside the base warehouse of a local gang.
'Yeah, fan-fucking-tastic.' she thought ironically, wandering how the heck was she gonna make it without being caught by neither that gang, or the hosts.
Yeah, I know, I know. It was a sloppy chapter. Sorry about that, but I think there was no other way of doing it, specially with that little plot-twist in the end. I guess I'm compensating next chapter, so... yeah, that's it. I do hope you like that Tamaki-Nagisa moment. Don't forget it, it will be important in the future!
See you next chapter!
Patolemus.