Oh my god you guiz the absolute worst thing for a writer is when the have the beginning and the end but you have nothing to put inbetween... And I'm just talking about the single chapters.
But srsly guiz, I missed you all.
{Umehito. Think for a moment, about what you are trying to do.}
"No. I've thought for weeks on end about this. No more thinking for me, mister. No siree."
{Please, hear me out.}
"No, hear ME out. I've been living with this...this…this thing for ages, why should I let myself go on with the grief? The sooner the three of us forget about all of this, the better."
{Three? You are not soaking me with that vile concoction. I'd sooner go dormant before you give me any of that.}
"Beelzenef, you're over-reacting-"
{No I'm not, Umehito! Face it, potions are not your strong-point. Dealing with having a strong connection with someone else- who is human- is not something you're used to. Why can't you just listen to me for once? Maybe, just maybe, Having Haruhi in your life would be good for you? What's wrong with having someone in your life that is precious to you?}
"What about ..her?.. What she feels.. " Nekozawa said weakly. He straightened up. "Stop trying to change my mind. I'll give this to Haruhi, and then I'll take it once I'm sure that it worked for her."
{If I had limbs, I would hit you.}
Nekozawa read over the instructions once more. This potion has no effect on recipients who have not been "included".
"I only put a lock of Haruhi's hair in here... should only have an effect on her.." Acquiring the lock of hair from Haruhi was a simple task. All he had to do was bid on the Host Club website for the extensive set of locks of hair from each host, and viola. He bribed one of his classmates to pick it up from Renge, and threw away every single one except for Haruhis'.
{Umehito.. I have a question.}
"What?"
{Earlier you told me… but I want to know now. Why didn't you just use the herb to make her grow old again? I mean.. It would've had less complications… And you could've used the memory tablets to-}
"I'm not having this conversation."
{You always screw up up when it comes to spells that have been written for you, so- Oh my god.}
"What?"
{Oh no, Umehito, you pathetic little bastard.}
"What? What is it?"
{You didn't. I can't believe it, you are so-}
Nekozawa took the puppet off of his hand. "That's enough out of you." He said, he wriggled his fingers a bit, then took the dropper from his neat little line of tools for potion making. From the small boiling pot, he squeezed in the liquid, then dropped it into the bento box he had on the table. He squeezed out the contents of the dropper on each item of food, taking in more from the cup and repeating the process. The bento box consisted of mainly of spicy tuna, and a few fresh and yummy-looking strawberries. In one of the other small compartments, he folded a small piece of paper, a 100% off coupon for the most deluxe ramen stand in town. Haruhi loved ramen from the stands. Or, at least the younger Haruhi did.
He placed a pair of chopsticks in the box and put a lid on it, then tied it up very elegantly with a light purple cloth. He glanced at his watch, 12:30. Just in time.
"No lunch today, huh?" Hikaru said, poking Haruhi's face.
"I could've sworn I had it in the classroom.." she said, slouching in the chair.
"Aww," Kaoru said, "Here, have my B pasta." he handed over the bowl of the charmingly decorated pasta, the sauce spread over neither too thick or too thin.
"You're too nice.. although.. I do love food from the cafeteria here.."
"Really? We think it's quite bland." The two twins said blatantly. Haruhi stared at the pasta questioningly.
"It's almost a shame to eat something so exquisite.." Haruhi said. She took the fork that Kaoru handed her, "Itadakimasu." she said.
"I'm sorry to interrupt you, but Fujioka-sama?" said a man that was dressed in a classy and simple tux. Haruhi looked up, to see him holding a bento box with a note attached to it. "This is for you." He said, placing it gently onto the table.
Haruhi stared at the bento box. "Should I open it?"
"Haruhi-kun, could it be that you have a secret admirer?" a girl from the host club asked.
"Well, I don't think it's anything like that, but it would be rude not to open it." Haruhi told her. Haruhi untied the wrapping gently, gazing in the contents. Everyone gasped. "It couldn't possibly be..."
"Haruhi, I think it is." Hikaru said.
"Spicy tuna?" she cried. There was another peice of paper in the third compartment, and Haruhi unfolded that one. "I.. I haven't wanted to eat ramen in so long.. and this is the best stand in town.. " All of the customers in the background couldn't help but let out squeals of delight, watching their wittle Haruhi get all flustered from a coupon.
"Excuse me, sir, who is this from?" Haruhi asked the man, but he was gone. She looked at the note that fell from the knot in the cloth, and unfolded it.
You told me a long time ago that you loved to eat ramen, before everything.. "changed" in your family. Now, I hear that you've made it your mission to eat spicy tuna. Please the present, huh? Anyway, sorry about all of the trouble I've caused you these past few weeks. I hope that this will make up for it. Enjoy the bento, Fujioka Haruhi-san.
- Nekozawa Umehito
"Who's it from?" Hikaru said. He was munching on one of the strawberries that he sneaked from the box.
"Hey, you could've asked!" Haruhi said.
"Too late now." he said, swallowing the fruit.
Haruhi sighed "It's from Nekozawa-sempai... it's weird though... I don't ever remember telling him-"
"It's WHAT?" Hikaru screeched. He nearly started choking, trying to self pump the strawberry out of his stomach, coughing and gagging.
"Hikaru! Hikaru, breathe!" Haruhi and Kaoru cried, rushing to his side. "What's wrong?"
"That..that... effing... demon... trying to drug.. Haruhi..."
"What?"
"Don't you get it? A free bento, the nice help to hand it to you, the coupon? The kid just wants some- oh god, the effing thought."
"Hikaru.."
"Ugh, my head hurts now. I'm going to go splash water on my face."
"I'll go with you." Kaoru said, helping his brother up. The two of them walked out of the cafeteria without another word. Haruhi looked off at them sadly, she kind of felt like it was her fault. She stormed out of the cafeteria as well, gripping the note tightly.
Again. Those painful bursts of flashing images in her head. They keep coming back. There's there people, so much bigger than her. Smiling, and carrying her in the air, holding her hand and walking, letting her grip onto their backs. They were all so familiar though.
But Nekozawa was there... She knew that for sure. This was the final straw, she was going to get some answers out of that boy. He had been avoiding her for too long during her hunt to get Dara-chan to speak again. But goodness gracious, he sure was bipolar. She had finally found the black magic clubroom, and banged on the door harshly.
"Sempai, please open the door!" she cried, continually banging on it.
"Ha-... Fujioka-san?" She heard him say. She turned to see a shaking and slightly nervous Nekozawa, without his puppet." can I help you?"
"You sent me that bento, right?"
"Oh.. er... I that... it didn't work..."
"What didn't work, exactly?"
"Nothing, nothing. Please excuse me, I've got to go in for something." He said, trying to shoo her out of the way. "Would you like to come in?"
"Sempai, please tell me what's going on."
"What?"
"Sempai, I know that you-" there was another flash in her mind,
"And they all lived happily ever after. The end." said the boy with the dark hood. He said something else, but Haruhi was drifting off to sleep, and she couldn't make out what he was saying. She remembered cuddling with Dara-chan... then nothing.
"I know...I know that you.. that you... you.. and me..."
"What?"
"You and Beelzenef.. and me.. and Dara-cha-"
"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about." He said. His heart started to beat extremely fast, and the kids that were already in the hallway were beginning to stare. " Now, if you'll excuse me."
"No."
"Then, I'll leave."
"No, that's not the point, I-"
Meanwhile, Hikaru and Kaoru had made their way towards Nekozawa's club room. The people in the cafeteria told them that Haruhi had stormed off in a raging mass of fury, so naturally, they had to go and see. "Are you feeling alright, Hikaru?" Kaoru asked.
Hikaru nodded "Tche. Stupid Neko Neko sempai... trying to poison Haruhi.."
"Maybe.. maybe he actually wasn't? I mean... a lot of weird stuff has been happening between the two of them for a while now... maybe they're friends now?"
"Yeah right, friends. " Oh Haruhi, I hope you enjoy the o-bento box i made for you with all of my heart, and your favorite, spicy tuna and strawberries, and i hope you don't mind me adding in the free ramen coupon, I just want you to know that I really, truly, 100 percent honestly-"
"Why are you being so stubborn?" Haruhi hissed, still standing guard in front of the door. Hikaru and Kaoru stopped in their tracks, not even announcing their arrival.
"Fujioka-san, please stop. You're causing a scene."
"I'm not causing a scene. All I'm doing is-"
"You know what, I think I'm just going to go now. Good day, Fujioka-san." Nekozawa said, turning around. He could feel the burning tears swelling in his eyes.
"Wait a minute!" Haruhi said, calling after him.
"Please, don't follow me."
"Please, don't go!" she said, walking faster. "Sempai!" No response "Sempai!" no response "Onii-chan!" She yelled.
Everyone froze in both shock, and terror.
So far so good?
It's the first time im updating this series ( that includes the prequel) as a fourteen year old... It's weird... I went back over IKSTHIATYO (you all should name your children that. Every. Single. One of them. ) and never realised what a completely immature 13 year old i was ('_') not that I've changed much, but dang, you guys put up with every singly one of those author's notes? And all of the random crap I seemed to have put in the story?
I applaud you all.
Hehe... But come on, you all know that you loved the cucumber song.
