-Chapter 14: I Wish I Was A 19th Century Immigrant Confusing The French With My Excellent Cross-Dressing-
The twins held up my outfit for today's hosting.
"Hunh?" I cocked my head towards it and was irritated. Why the heck would they expect me to wear something so… so… scandalous! The piece was a Balinese outfit with a weird headpiece and a traditional Arabian outfit. It was a dark green color with lots of gold chains under the top. The outfit had a long and decorative skirt but the top was what annoyed me.
"You idiots! You can't expect me to wear this! It's skimpy!" The top the twins had procured was like a bra with two large sleeves that wasn't being held up by anything except my (fake) breasts. I didn't like it. Not one bit.
"Oh, come on," Hikaru started.
"It's not like anyone's gonna see anything!" Kaoru finished.
"It's way too scandalous!" I complained. They gave me a look and grabbed me by the arms, dragging me off to the empty changing room.
"The boss demanded that you wear it. You'd look cute! So stop whining and just put it on!" Kaoru remarked as Hikaru shoved the outfit into my hands.
The curtain flapped down behind them as they left the changing room and I stared at the outfit in my hands. I disrobed and slipped the outfit on, noting how soft and smooth it was. Not bad, actually. They had given me slippers but I left those in the corner, preferring my sneakers. Plus, no one would see my feet. The skirt covered them up. I tugged on the top of the dress as it managed to stay up with my fake breasts. This was gonna be weird. I secured the necklace around my neck, and stared at myself in the mirror. It seemed to accentuate my fake bust by making my waist look small. The chains somehow managed to hide behind the chains and were hardly noticeable. I carefully placed the headpiece over my head, tucking in all the hair except for my bangs in the front. I looked at myself in the mirror again. This was weird. And just... wrong. I gulped, knowing I couldn't get out of it.
I carefully took a step as the skirt fluttered around me. The jewelry clinked lightly with all the pieces adorning it. I managed to take a few more steps before exiting the changing room. The skirt swished around me and I looked down to see that there was even a long slit along the side. Those darn twins. That stupid Tamaki.
The room had been a small set up to make it seem like the entrance was a desert palace of some kind. There were white pillars that appeared to be made out of marble and expensive looking draperies all over the place.
I walked towards the rest of the group, slowly, carefully, trying not to expose my leg.
"Wow! That's some outfit, Sasaki!" Haruhi exclaimed. Tamaki was too shocked to see such an outfit on his other precious daughter to even function properly.
"Uhm, thanks?"
"Yeah! It sure looks good!"
"The twins did an excellent job with her outfit this time. It's quite the eye-catcher." Kyoya said, peering over the top of his notebook. My eye twitched at that, and I stomped over to the twins, slapping them with a hard backhand.
"PERVERTS! AND I THOUGHT TAMAKI WAS THE BAD ONE!" They stumbled backwards, clutching their faces.
"Oh, come on toy," one said, smiling devilishly.
"You know, you really look amazing in that."
"Is that how little you think of me? Just some doll you can play dress up with and toss aside whenever you feel like it? I'm not some toy you can play with!" I turned on my heel and went over to the Shadow King.
"And you! You call yourself a gentleman? I get it. You're a high-hormonal teenage boy, but that doesn't mean you should go ogling people! Here I thought the great Shadow King was better than that." He blinked at me a couple of times, confused.
All the hosts had been a bit stunned at my reaction, causing them to pause and be silent.
"What?" I snapped. Tugging at the top of this costume, I glared at all of them. I couldn't take their silence anymore. I stalked off to the exit and slammed the door behind me. I needed a breather.
As I was walking, I passed a little boy in the hall, who looked lost.
"Hey, lady?" he asked. I turned to him, an annoyed expression clear on my face.
"Uhmm, do you know which room I could find Suoh in?" I snorted.
"Those jerks and their king are at the end of the hall, up the flight of stairs, on the first door to the right." I turned back around and stomped away. The headpiece with it's scarf began scratching at my face, so I yanked it off.
I made my way into the school's gardens. The sun was warm and bright against my face. I sat down at the base of a large tree, seeing how I couldn't climb it in this heavy and scandalous garment. I had also somehow managed to keep my top up all this time. It was actually pretty nice, even though it's exposure made me feel vulnerable.
Heh. I was a pretty darn good crossdresser if they couldn't see my fake chest in this get-up. It seemed so obvious to me, but they were probably too busy noticing my reactions. Right. My reaction.
I sighed and grabbed fistfuls of grass in my hand, thinking about what I had done. I snapped. And I don't even know why. I'm sure the twins were just having fun like they always do. By why oh why did it feel different? Which twin was it, anyways? I thought for a moment, but realized I couldn't tell. Usually I could tell them apart but something just didn't click in my brain this time. Maybe Hikaru? Usually it's Hikaru. And that darn megane. K-boy. Why would he say something so off? He usually made no remark about anyone's costumes. Why now? It was most likely my fake boobs. The boy had probably never encountered them before. I smiled a bit at the thought.
A soft breeze flew past and I took off my glasses for a moment. My eyes hurt. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. I held the breath in for a few seconds before letting it back out. No matter, I should still say something about my snapping at them.
I stood up, and started walking back towards the school, headwear in hand. The gardens were so peaceful at this time of day. Absolutely no one around. Like something out of a dream.
But why should I apologize to them? I stopped walking. They were the ones who made those perverted remarks. And it's the twins' fault that I'm wearing this thing in the first place. I scoffed and stalked off, back towards the club room. I was at the foot of the grand staircase and sat down, thinking about this again. I craned my neck upwards, looking at the intricate paintings on the ceiling.
Oh, how I wish life were simpler. I remember the days when I didn't have to deal with this kind of drama. It was to just survive. Thriving wasn't part of the plan. Survive to live until the next day. When I had died, I guessed my will was so strong to survive, that I just kept on living.
I just wanted to stay out of the drama, but this group of people seemed like the kinds who were always involved in some sort of situation. Like something out of manga that D was always talking about.
I just wanted to have a simple life here. Pass my classes, hang out with my fencing buddies, and not have to live on the streets like I used to.
How I wish I was merely a painting, never having to deal with the struggles of living a life. To be forever captured in a moment. To be painted on a canvas and watch the fools pass me by.
I heard a slight cough behind me. I jumped up, turning to see Mori at the top of the staircase, still in his costume. He was mighty handsome without his shirt on. He looked me in the eyes for a moment before walking back through the club room entrance. I scrambled after him- almost tripping over my long skirt on the stairs.
Walking back in, I saw that the club was wrapping up. I shut the door with a little more force than I intended. My costume clinked lightly as I began walking over to my usual table. Kaoru turned when he heard me. Getting up from his seat, he made his way over to where I was. I sighed a bit, not wanting to have to deal with any more drama for one day. He grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me to the back room.
Closing the room behind us, I gave him a look and put a hand on my hips. Which felt kind of weird, because part of my hand was touching my skin. I don't like touching my skin. He took a deep breath before speaking.
"Sasaki, I'm really sorry for the things Hikaru and I said before. Err... It wasn't right, but we didn't realize it would hurt you so much!" he explained. I stared, not saying a word. "I understand if you're still upset, but I hope you can forgive us." He bowed deeply. I waited, wondering what would happen.
When he didn't stand upright, I sighed a bit.
"K-Kaoru. You can stop apologizing now." I touched his back lightly and he twitched slightly before standing upright again. He put a hand behind his head, and smiled sheepishly. I gave him a small smile.
"Look, I'm no good at this, so we'll just get right down to it. I'm sorry for lashing out before. I appreciate the apology. But honestly, choose something more appropriate next time. I hate this kind of stuff." He had a guilty look on his face and blushed a bit as I gestured to my pretty skimpy costume. He blushed even harder as he looked down at the whole thing. Admittedly, I had a pretty decent body for the costume. My stomach was getting quite toned and my arms were developing visible muscles. I didn't harbor Kaoru for the fact that his brother didn't apologize with him. After all, it seems as though Kaoru was the one who made the remark, not his twin.
I threw an arm on his shoulder and put some of my weight on him. He looked away, seeming to turn even redder. I paid it no mind.
We left the storage room, and saw that the other hosts were dealing with some kind of plans at the usual table. Except, in my seat, was the little boy from before. My seat! No no no no no! That's my seat, not his! He stared as Tamaki waltzed around the table in his fantasies again while the others sat, still in costume. Kaoru went to sit next to his brother and I went around to the other side. Hikaru gave his brother a worried look, but Kaoru smiled at him, visibly relaxing his twin.
I towered over the little boy in my chair, casting a shadow over him. He turned around, eyes going wide as I gave him my best death glare I could muster.
"Scram kid. You're in my seat."
He frowned at me, saying "There aren't any other chairs." The hosts looked at me, except for K-boy who kept typing, as I stalked across the room, costume clinking lightly. I grabbed a chair from a table and dragged it hard across the waxed marble floor. It screeched and groaned against the friction I was putting it under. The boy peered over the back of my chair as I made my slow way back. Each step was slow and painful for anyone who had eardrums. Like screaming banshees or moaning animals who were in terrible pain. As I got to the table, I slammed the chair down next to my seat. I felt like the wood buckled under my arms, but it was made of stronger stuff.
"Here. Is. Your. Seat." I said through gritted teeth, my pupils seemingly smaller in my eyes. He looked at me, a bit of fear in his eyes, before scrambling off my chair and onto the one I had brought over. I brushed invisible crumbs off my chair before sitting down in it and crossing my legs.
"Now. Where were we?" I asked, pretending nothing had happened.
Kyoya had stopped typing, leaving the room dead silent. Honey was hiding behind Usa-chan, Haruhi's eyes had gone large, Tamaki was in an awkward yet statue-like pose, the twins had shocked expressions on their faces. Even Mori-senpai had a slightly surprised look on his face. And thus, they continued the meeting about Tamaki's little apprentice. I stayed silent the entire time.
-The Next Day-
A piece of paper slammed down on the desk in front of me and I looked up from staring off into space. The girl who had put the paper down gave me a silent snarl while I merely stared blankly at her. She seemed basic. Probably another one of the host club's followers. Girls always seemed to be giving me silent death glares whenever they thought the other hosts weren't looking. Honestly, I could care less about them. I picked up the piece of paper. Yes, they were good looking. Yes, they were suave and gentlemen. But I had better things to do than sit down and deal with bitches. If I wanted a guy, I would cross that off my bucket list later on in life. Haruhi had it right. Focus on your studies, then play later.
I saw my grade and made an irritated face. These guys just had money so they can do as they please. Honestly, don't they know any better?
"Oh, Junzo-san. Can you come here for a moment?" The bell went off just as the teacher finished saying this. Everyone began packing up their things to head wherever they needed to go. I waited until they all finished passing by my desk before getting up.
"Yes, sensei?"
"I'm glad to see you're improving in this class. When you started out, I saw you struggle immensely. Just remember, in order to keep up, you have to get better grades than this. I think this is a topic you should review more." I nodded curtly, and shoved the paper into my bag with all the fake interest I could muster. He sighed a bit and I swiftly walked back to my seat to grab my water bottle on the way out.
I turned the corner down the hallway and stopped. I sat against the wall, sliding down and curling up. I had a bit of time before heading to the club. And I needed to be alone.
An 85.
Admittedly, it wasn't bad, but not up to expectations either. Also, I had to show the megane all the progress I had been making on each exam. The dude had expectations that I was unable to reach. How can you expect to get a 100, every. Damn. Time. It seemed alien to me. Like, was he a robot? He seemed to have no emotions. He was always manipulating people to his advantage. Therefore, untrustworthy for anything except work and information. With a price. Always a price. There's always a price to pay. You should learn this quickly, my child. Don't trust anyone but yourself. Not even me.
I slid my head into my hands as I thought of the person I called my 'mother'. As I had grown up, she taught me things a normal kid wouldn't know about. How to find which places throw out the best scraps. What you can and can't eat. How long things can stay vegetating before they'll make you sick. How to shoplift. How to pick all sorts of locks with a hairclip and needle. Where to avoid the authorities. I've had the urge multiple times to steal because it can be so easy to do so in this new life. And I have. On many occasions.
I felt tears start to form at the corners of my eyes. I pulled my face into my knees even tighter and stayed there. Those were the good ol' days. But she would always pull me away from bakery stores. We never had the money to afford it. Every night was at a different person's place. And the outrunning authorities. Then the drugs came. Then the beatings. And then… I felt the salty water roll down my cheeks. I tried to blink the incoming tears away, and managed to control them a bit. A hand touched my shoulder.
Immediately, out of reflex, I jumped up and bared my teeth, putting my hands into fists. I backed a few steps away from the person who touched me. His golden eyes pierced into mine. Looking away, I wiped the remaining tears on my sleeve and put on a brave face.
"Are you okay?" Kaoru asked me, a look of worry on his face.
"I'm fine." I said, voice not cracking. He put a hand on my shoulder, and I flinched slightly.
"Just talk to me. Please. You were crying. That's not-"
"I said I'm fine! Yeesh!" I lied. He gave me a soft smile- a look of hope. It seemed fake. I moved around him and grabbed my bag, striding towards the staircase that led to the clubroom.
"Come on, Sasaki! You're not yourself. Just tell Kyoya-senpai you need the day off." he yelled after me. I stopped in front of the door as Kaoru caught up with me.
Twirling around, my bag almost hit him in the side, but merely gave his side a feather light touch.
"Shut up! Just… shut up." He stopped talking. I pinched the bridge of my nose. "I'm fine. There's nothing wrong. I'm just… really tired." He stopped, halfway from reaching out to touch me. We stood like that as I pointedly stared at his arm. He put it back down and I turned back around, opening the door.
He followed me in and joined his brother at their usual table. They immediately began a conversation in hushed voices. I rolled my eyes and stalked off. Haruhi saw me and followed me to the back room. I shut the door lightly behind me before slamming my bag down on the table. I wanted to kill someone. Preferably through a swordfight. Why this anger was raging through me, I don't know. Probably everything.
I turned as Haruhi opened the door, shutting it behind her. I sat down on the floor and put my back against the wall of cabinets. She kneeled next to me, not saying a word. But I wanted to be alone. She looked a little surprised as I scooted away from her.
Without saying a word, she got up, heading back out the door.
"We open in ten minutes," and she shut the door behind her. God, I needed to talk to Dopamine. I pulled out my phone that the twins had given me so they could text me. D had also put her number when I wasn't looking. It was a simple thing, but I hated using it. I asked her if she could come over tomorrow and she texted back immediately with a single thumbs up emoji.
I smiled at the screen for a few minutes, lost in thought. That girl was a bubbly bundle of energy. But she was my rock. She was the person who I could rely on. Before I became good friends with her, I was just talking to my cursed cat doll. Tucking the phone in my back pocket and getting up, I brushed off my fake uniform before heading towards the door. I put a hand on the handle and paused. Put on your armor, Sasaki. It's just a few hours. And it'll be interesting with the new apprentice. I pulled down on the handle and stepped into the brightly-lit club room.
Tamaki dragged his chair from the other side of his table and placed the elementary apprentice in it. I wandered over to my table, watching the drama unfold.
"Now, you have to watch very closely on how I woo our beloved quests. Tell them the truth! Make sure it comes from the heart!" The blond struck a dramatic pose and I sighed, grabbing a cup of tea as Haruhi passed by. She smiled and set down the tray, wringing her wrists. Her eyes searched mine, but I stared into my cup.
"How do you think today is gonna go?" I smirked, sipping my tea.
She sighed and gave me a tired look, not saying anything.
I told her, "I think this kid is gonna cause us more trouble than he's worth. I'm going to try and stay out of it."
She replied, "I think he'll be pretty good. I think he should be the dog of the club. These tea sets are really heavy!" I slid my hand under the tray and held it up with ease.
"Oh, Haru-chan. They're super light!" I chided, lifting it up and down.
"That's easy for you to say." she remarked. "You work out! Of course they'd be lighter for you!" I handed her the tray and she walked over to each table, pouring tea for the arriving guests and their perspective hosts.
Tamaki's first guest came up. Poor girl. Being the test rat is gonna suck. I turned to see two girls sitting down at my table. I began to try and start up a normal conversation starter, but they seemed more interested in the newest addition. We all watched as Tamaki wooed his guest with words about being a mermaid.
The boy stared intently at the pair, saying "She looks like the carp in my pond at home!" Tamaki tried to repair the comment, but the damage had been done. The Shadow King's eye twitched slightly and he slammed his black notebook shut. There goes another decrease in sales. I giggled behind my hand at the scene they were all making.
Haruhi made her way over and tried to console the boy. But he saw through her like a piece of glass. I was unable to hold back my laughter. They were so silly! Little apprentice Takaoji gave accurate descriptions of everyone there. Twincest, crossdresser, baby, tall.
He even saw me and cried out, "Homo!" I bared my teeth at the boy, but he wasn't wrong.
I looked at Tamaki, posing elegantly in a chair. Tamaki looked back at me and nodded, I made my way over to a fancy looking rope on it. He had said to me that he would give me a signal to pull the rope if things got out of hand with the little boy.
As he snapped his fingers, I pulled down as hard as I could. A rumbling noise could be heard from above and I looked up just to see a cage fall, capturing the little apprentice like an animal. And he basically was an animal. Causing havoc among the hosts and their club.
"Let me out! You can't keep me in a cage like this!"
"Not until you learn to behave." Tamaki scolded. I watched as the little kid managed to inflate Tamaki's who again. K-boy then explained how each host here has a different type.
My eyes were drawn back to the bars trapping the boy in. The metal bars. So brittle, so cold. And you can't get out. You can NEVER escape. I turned away. It scared me. Something about that thing scared me. Trapping you inside it's impenetrable walls. I back away, clutching my chest. Why couldn't I breathe? I... I can't...
I ran to the closest thing that might comfort me. The curtain. It was a large curtain, good for hiding in. I closed it around me, crouching on the floor and curled up. It was dark, and the closeness of the fabric comforted me. I stayed there for what felt like minutes, but turned out to be hours. It was a really good hiding spot. Honestly, I don't remember what happened, I think I fell asleep. I just remember opening my eyes, letting out a hiss.
I grabbed my neck, where my scar was. It felt like someone was sticking needles into my skin. And it hurt. I'd thought it was all gone when I had woken up. The scars usually hurt when I had dreams and woke up. It then usually took a long time to try and get back to sleep.
"Hey, has anyone seen Sasaki? We were supposed to walk home together." Haruhi's voice chimed out.
"No."
"Last time we saw her was when we all gathered for that group pose." The twins replied.
"Sasa-chaaaan! Where are you?" Honey-senpai called out.
"I'm sure she just stepped out for a bit. She probably went to powder her nose like the lady she is!" Tamaki envisioned. I rolled my eyes at that.
I tried getting up in the darkness, but my neck seemed to tell my body no. Now was not a good time to get there. I just sat there, in the darkness, until the pain finally subsided. After what seemed like five long minutes, I moved my hand away from the scar and shakily stood up. I untwisted myself from the curtain and stepped out into the setting light. It cast pink shadows through the window. So beautiful. Haruhi was walking towards the backroom, thinking I was hiding out there. No one had looked in my general direction yet. So I quietly tiptoed behind the person closest to me. He had his back to me, and seemed to be busy writing down something in his black notebook. I got as close as I could, then blew into his ear. He flinched a bit at this, and turned around to see me.
I smiled and started, "I was going to try and scare you, but I don't think that would work." He nodded, agreeing.
"Plus, the Shadow King doesn't have nightmares. Nightmares have a Kyoya." He looked like he was about to say something, but I hurried over to Haruhi before he could say anything. She had put her handle on the doorknob and I lightly tapped her shoulder. I don't think she was expecting that. The girl jumped a bit, and turned to see me giving her a little smile.
"Gosh, you scared me there! Where were you anyways?"
"Oh you know," I said as we entered the room. "Here and there. Around." We grabbed our bags and headed out the door. "What did I miss?" She scoffed and began to rant.
"The guys want to dress me up like a schoolgirl tomorrow so that we can find out more about Shiro Takaoji. I say it's okay if we could just walk in there, but you know the host club." I nodded, knowing what she meant.
"Any chance they'll get to dress up, they will." We crossed a street as the light changed. She went on about the host club and then her grades and classes. I let her vent, not feeling like saying much.
As we got closer to our block, I yawned.
Haruhi commented, "You should go to bed early. Come over for dinner then straight to bed." I smiled and nodded in agreement.
"However," I started. "Kyoya will be coming by tomorrow after school and I should clean up the place before then." She gave me a smile and I watched her as she headed up the steps to her apartment.
I unlocked my gate and closed it behind me. Looking up at the sky, I stopped to watch it for a moment. Neck craned upward, the sky was a light pink color. The weather here was always so beautiful. Perfect cherry blossom trees, bright blue skies, and breezes only when needed. Like something out of a fairytale.
I unlocked my door and headed inside. I had lied to Haruhi a bit. Inside was dark, and I didn't feel like turning on any lights. The fading sunlight cast it's remaining light through the windows. My place was so bare, it didn't require cleaning up. I just didn't want to burden Haruhi. We already spent the whole day together. She was probably tired of my company and glad to be rid of such a weird person.
I heated up some leftover rice from the previous night and sat down in the plain kitchen. One of the lightbulbs flickered above me, casting a quick darkness on my food. After doing the dishes and wiping down the table, I slowly made my way upstairs. My movements got slower and slower, until I stopped altogether in front of my bedroom. My green eyes were far away. Thinking. Remembering. About what, I don't remember. Mechanically, I walked into the bathroom and got ready for bed. I didn't have any homework today, which was nice. I didn't feel like doing anything except sleeping. And forgetting.
- The Next Day -
You know when you really hate being involved in something, but have to be dragged along by several handsome dudes because you know them? No? It's a weird experience.
Haruhi stepped out of the changing room in a different school uniform. Honey stepped out of a different one.
"You guys look so cute!" I gurgled. My mouth was full of cake. I swallowed the cake and asked, "So, what uniform is that for?"
"Weren't you listening to me Sasaki? I already told you this yesterday. This is the uniform for the elementary school." Honey-senpai fit his uniform perfectly, but Haruhi kept trying to pull down her skirt. It was pretty short. I wonder which of the three troublemakers was to blame for that costume idea.
"Well, I think it's adorable." I kept munching on my cake.
"Ooh! Is that cake, Sasa-chan? Can I have a piece?" He started towards the plate in my hand.
"Senpai, I will punch you in the face if you take my cake. Do. Not. Touch mine." His eyes started to go big and tears formed. I sighed and handed him my plate. Those were eyes you couldn't say no to. He gave me a big smile and the tears immediately vanished.
"Thanks!" and skipped away with my cake in hand.
I stared longingly after it while Haruhi patted me consolingly on the shoulder.
"I'll treat you to some after this." I lit up at that. "As long as you promise to make sure that no pictures get taken of me in this outfit." I saluted the crossdresser and marched towards the door where the others had started to gather.
We sent Haruhi and Honey-senpai ahead of us to try and "blend in". As we made our way over through buildings and across neatly trimmed lawns, I stared at everything my eyes landed on.
"I had never known that Ouran had other buildings."
"Of course," Hikaru remarked. "We used to come here when we were in grade school. Ouran isn't just a high school. It's a whole facility."
"I had no idea." I mused. It was amazing to see such large buildings. And honestly, a little daunting. I had gotten used to the enormity of the high school, but other big buildings freaked me out a bit. I was comfy next to buildings, on top of buildings, in their shadows. Not in them. Not facing the grand, looming fronts. I gulped a bit and followed the rest of the hosts inside.
As Haruhi rounded a corner, Tamaki whipped out his phone as he was facing her back. Seeing this, I snatched the phone out of his hand and stuffed it deep inside my pocket.
"Nice try, Senpai. Haruhi told me to keep an eye on you." He looked like a sad puppy but nodded forlornly.
I followed all the hosts into a classroom.
"Hey! If you're just gonna barge in here like that, then why did we have to wear these stupid disguises?" I gave her an innocent smile and shrugged while the twins spoke.
"Don't worry about it. Besides, there's no one here to catch us." I felt a presence nearing the side of my uniform pocket and slapped it away, not even seeing the blonde's single tear of sadness.
Footsteps could be heard from outside in the hallway.
We all ducked under desks while the twins whispered, "If a teacher finds us,"
"We'll have a hard time explaining why we snuck in." But Haruhi shushed them. As the Haruhi checked to see if the coast was clear, I wandered over to a walk filled with pictures. It was quite cute. I hopped onto a desk, swinging my feet back and forth while staring at the photos. Kyoya came over to see what I was looking at.
"Oh look. He's in his photo." I pointed and he nodded, putting a hand in his pocket. The rest of the hosts came over to see.
"So he's in the classical music club." Classical music? I wonder how many different instruments those kids play.
"It looks like he's enjoying himself. Nice to see him with a smile on his face." Haruhi remarked.
"Guess he must be pretty good at piano." I mused.
We left the classroom and made our way over to what I assumed was the classical music club. I sighed, not seeing the point of why I was here anymore. I had done my job. At this point, I wandered off, somehow ending up in a random garden. I really was bored of the whole scenario. Admittedly, what Tamaki was doing was nice, but still. I didn't feel like joining in. Plus, I had to mentally prepare myself. Kyoya was coming over today. And when he saw my grade... He was not gonna be happy. Plus, I was about to... The megane and I had made a bet last time. Every time I got a grade below 90, I would have to do something for him, since I didn't want to squander my money away like he could. Every time I got a grade over 90, he would give me $20. We shook on it. So it was binding. I smiled, remembering the pact.
Then, my mind started wandering towards how we used to make pacts amongst others. Spit in your hand and then shake. It was gross, but worked. Those binds were kind of like peace treaties. My mind far away, I jumped a bit when an arm slung around my shoulder.
"Heyyy Sasa! I found you!" I shrugged the pixie-like girl off of me. I began walking back towards one of the buildings, hoping it was the one the high school was in. She skipped alongside me and hummed a bit.
"How did you even find me, D? I thought you were gonna meet me at my house?" She shrugged and I punched her for this answer. She pouted, and wrapped an arm around me again. I didn't shrug her off of me.
"Well, I felt like you needed me~ " She drilled her finger into my cheek. "Plus, you did invite me over. You just didn't say where."
"I didn't mean at school, baka!" She just smirked and skipped toward the door, holding it for me. I patted her on the shoulder as we made our way inside.
"Woah! This place is huge! Do you really go to school here? It's so fancy schmancy!" The girl zipped down the halls. She seemed to admire everything. From the most obvious to the minute observations. God, I should've kicked her out. She'll probably cause a huge explosion if she met the twins or Tamaki. I walked down a hallway, D skipping ahead of me.
"So, where are we going?"
"To get my stuff. Then we leave."
"Ooh! Will we see Haruhi?"
I shrugged, and said "Maybe. If she wants to leave now."
"You never tell me what you do in school anyways! It's always fencing with you! I'm supposed to be your girlfriend." She pouted a bit as we rounded the bend and headed up the flight of stairs to the room.
I turned to face D upon arriving in front of the doors.
"Stay. Here. I'll be back in a minute." And I stepped through the door, eyeing her as I closed it. Everyone seemed to be doing their own thing. Tamaki was tutoring Takaoji, and a peaceful piano played in the background as I slid along the wall. I needed to sneak past, undetected. Otherwise, hell would probably break loose. I had a hand on the doorknob and turned it slowly. I was truly thankful the doors here were well-oiled.
I slipped through a crack quietly and slowly closed the door again. I peered out, slowly shutting the door so it wouldn't make a sound. I turned around and saw Haruhi hanging up a suit.
"Ah! Haruhi. I'm heading out. Wanna walk home?"
"Sure. Are you leaving right now?" I nodded.
"Right. Let me go tell Tamaki and then we can go."
"Why the need to tell Tamaki?" I questioned as we grabbed our bags. She sighed and muttered something indistinguishable under her breath.
"He wanted to give me a ride home and has been trying to convince me all day." I chuckled at that. "Classic Tamaki. Speaking of which-" I opened the door for both of us and stopped.
The Host club was peering curiously at the new person in the room.
"Who are you?" Honey-senpai asked. "
They aren't a student here,"
"Since they aren't wearing a uniform." the twins said.
"How did you even get in here? We have top security around each entrance." K-boy said, adjusting his glasses.
"Well, to answer your questions consecutively- my name is Dopamine. I'm not a student here. And getting in was really easy. Have you people ever heard about something called 'walking'?" She gave them a cute smile and I just stood there.
Haruhi walked past me towards the group, not giving D's presence a second thought.
"Hey Dee-chan. What are you doing here?"
"Well, I got bored waiting outside and I was too curious! I mean come on! You know how much of an introvert she is!" D complained, gesturing to me.
Snapping back to reality, I made my way over to the gathering. I pulled D's cheeks and pinched them tightly.
"I was almost done! Why couldn't you wait 20 more seconds?"
"I was boooored!" D whined. I sighed and rubbed my eyes underneath my thick glasses.
"Come on." I said, grabbing her hand and dragging her towards the door.
"It was nice meeting all of you! Bye bye~" Haruhi shut the door behind the three of us.
I released D from my grip and punched her in the arm. Hard.
"I didn't know you knew such lovely boys!" she exclaimed, massaging the spot where I hit her. We began walking down the hall.
"I just... don't want you to get involved with them."
"Why shouldn't she, Sasaki? I think it's fine that the club got to meet her."
"It's hard to explain why. There's just this feeling that... I just... It's like... Damn." D patted me in the shoulder comfortingly.
"It's alright, man. I think I know what it is." I gave her a bit of a smile and the three of us continued on our way home.
Oh my lovely readers,
I am so sorry the slight differences in consistent editing that you may or may not notice when reading these chapters. I've been working on this story for over a year now, and needless to say that I forget the little details. Rest assured! There will be more updates coming soon (because I get bored/distracted easily)!