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Haruka impatiently tapped her foot on the sidewalk; checking her watch for the tenth time in as many minutes. The time was now seven fifty-five, and Haruka have been waiting twenty minutes. Okay she was early, but it was Natsuki's punishment, and the Executive Direct had expected the delinquent to be early to make a good impression.
So much for that.
Dressed in a light green blouse and a pair of jeans she had dug out from the back of her wardrobe, Haruka was rather pleased with herself. It wasn't that she wanted to impress the rebellious biker or anything like that – it was just that she hoped to throw Natsuki off guard.
It'd be easier to achieve her purpose if the wolf pup wasn't being defensive. Yes, that was all Haruka wanted; to achieve her purpose, the very purpose that getting Natsuki to meet her at a restaurant was all for.
If only Haruka knew what her purpose was.
She hadn't really had to time to figure it out; she was still to busy being stunned by her own impulsive behaviour. Asking – ordering – a trouble maker out to dinner with her, it went beyond all of her logic and sensibility. Yes she was hot-headed and brash, maybe sometimes she rushed into things – but not impulsively, she always had a purpose.
Except for now it seemed.
It seemed that for now, Miss Natsuki Kuga had sent Haruka out of her comfort zone, and to a lesser extent out of her mind. She had to be out of her mind – why else would she have let herself become speechless, which had in turn led to her kissing the blunette earlier? Haruka Suzushiro always had something to say
Checking her watch again, Haruka knew she'd definitely have something to say about time-keeping – it was one minute past eight and Natsuki still wasn't there. The blonde was certain she'd said 'eight…or else', and yet Natsuki was late, by over a minute! Did the blunette wish to test Haruka? To see what other impulsive behaviour she could draw out?
How dare she?! Being deliberately late so as to manipulate Haruka's emotions and moods! That rebel truly was a villain; sly and sneaky and manipulative, counting on Haruka being predictable.
That delinquent was devious.
The blunette was conniving.
The biker was…here?
The sound of a bike engine revving down and stilling reached the blonde's ear, quieting her mental tirade for the moment, waiting until Natsuki came into view so she could start the abuse verbally.
When the tough rebel wolf came into view, Haruka took in a deep breath – one meant to be used abusing the delinquent for her lateness – but that instead came out as a gasp.
Haruka had expected the biker wolf to come in her normal leathers, or her uniform perhaps, and instead she was faced with something quite different.
Black pants. A red tank top. A black jacket that looked kind of classy. Who was this person and what had they done with Natsuki Kuga. It wasn't that she looked smart, it'd take more than a change of clothes for that, but her choice of outfit gave off a more…refined air. Not smart, refined, though not quite elegant. It was the jacket that did it, the rest of the outfit was casual enough, but the jacket….
Haruka suddenly felt underdressed.
Her throat felt a little dry; the delinquent scrubbed up well, or at least didn't look so much like a threat to society. In casual clothes and that jacket…Haruka could understand why other girls seemed so envious; and also why Takeda spent so much time in the nurse's office recovering from blood-loss.
Once again, the loudmouth found herself at a loss for words – something that was becoming quite an annoying habit. Her mind seemed quite befuddled and incapable of forming a coherent sentence; though for now the blonde was going to just blame it on the surprise that the biker could look half decent.
"Yo, Suzushiro-san, are we going in or what?" called Natsuki, who by this time was in front of Haruka - and noticing that the blonde didn't seem to be moving.
Ah that voice! The voice of a vagabond – it broke the spell the Executive Director had been under, and loosened her vocal chords also.
"Are we going in? You delinquent pup! We would've been in there already if you'd been here on time! I said eight Kuga-kohai, eight! What kind of time do you call this? I arrive here early, even though it's your punishment, and you turn up late!" fumed Haruka; ignoring the look of disbelief that overcoming the blunette's features.
"It's only just turned five past Suzushiro-san, I couldn't have been that la-"
"I don't care if you were one minute late or one hour, you were late and I was early and this is your punishment! Delinquent! Truant! Tardy!"
Haruka's rampage of words came thick and fast, and the poor wolf pup felt more than a little defensive. At least she had bothered coming at all; she could've skipped out completely. Haruka was totally over reacting – and it was keeping them both outside away from Natsuki's true love…mayo.
"Hey! The longer you waste yelling at me, the less time you have punishing me," interjected Natsuki upon seeing Haruka take a breath, trying to get a few words in edgeways before the blonde got her second wind.
"And talking of my punishment – why are we at Lindem Baum?"
Haruka looked at Natsuki almost smugly, "You're paying. Phase One of your punishment…'Operation Turn Kuga Into A Decent Person" proclaimed the Executive Director – and Natsuki's face went as red as the lava exploding from a volcano; her anger tantamount to the eruption of Mount Vesuvius.
"Baka! I'm already a decent person!" roared Natsuki, her voice so loud that multiple people inside the diner jumped in fright. Haruka remained unfazed; it seemed that living with her own extreme vocal volume had left her immune to the affects of others.
"You're still paying."
~Omake~
Shizuru: Ara~ you think my Natsuki is not decent?
Haruka: Don't blame me, look at the author, she's in charge bubuke!
jle1993: *starts running to hopefully gain a headstart*
*While Haruka and Shizuru try to kick jle1993 butt...)
Natsuki:...I have to pay?
