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This chapter is in Haruhi's POV and is based on the song Do I Wanna Know? by Artic Monkeys.
That came out more flirtier than I anticipated but in accordance with Hikaru's wolfish smirk that is now plastered across his face, he…um enjoyed it?
Whatever. I can't deny that as I uttered that sentence, I have never felt so confident and witty. I have to say that it is quite riveting and liberating to evoke such a reaction from him.
I often observe the guests of the club as they attempt and subsequently fail in seducing the admittedly extremely handsome members with the obvious exception of me. And I have always thought to myself why you would make such a fool of yourself in exchange for very little self-respect. But now I realise that while it can be quite embarrassing, it is also rather amusing to tease the item of your affections so flirtatiously and evoke such a reaction.
Hmm, I wonder if there is a formula for such an involuntary reaction.
And especially if the item of your affections is the one and only illustrious Hikaru Hitachiin whom also happens to incredibly renowned for coquettishly attracting clever, pretty individuals to his side.
I mean, before I really knew him when I first 'joined' the club (or some people may define my situation as being involuntary coerced in an attempt to resolve my arrears), I just assumed that he was rich, arrogantly self-aware and above of all, annoying. Yet one day I had the misfortune to barge in on Hika and some nameless girl whilst searching for the janitor as some poor soul was violently sick after dissecting a frog in biology. And to be quite frank, I saw parts of the human body that simultaneously entice me repulse me. At least, the girl was fully dressed (but only barely). Hika was half undressed and he was pulling down his boxers. For a brief moment, I stood there gaping before rapidly apologising and slamming the door shut to conceal my scarlet face.
For the next few days, I could barely stand to look him in the eye but he merely arrogantly smirked at me.
"See something you like?" he purred seductively into my ear.
A blush quickly shrouded my face, allowing me to securely conceal amongst the tomatoes growing outside.
He laughed in jest.
Usually, I am not so easily embarrassed especially since Hika is my best friend and he can be a pervert at the best of times, so I have simply grown used to debauch remarks.
"Haru-chan, let's go eat. I am hungry," he declares whilst his stomach continues to growl aggressively as if to prove a point. His lower lip juts out from his upper lip in a pout of epic proportions.
He looks so adorable at this present moment that my heart seems laden with lead at the delectable sight before my very eyes.
"Alright, let me fetch my bento box!"
At this, Hikaru's eyes seem to fill with empathy at my so called 'predicament', Jeez, it isn't like I am poor, I am middle class at best which seems rather poverty stricken in comparison to the prosperity and affluence that is so common sight at Ouran.
I ignore his rather compassionate gaze as I am simply not in the mood to discuss my 'financial situation'.
Just because I can't afford ootoro (on a side note, ootoro is the definition for all things delicious and addictive…at least, according to me), many people pity me.
But regardless, I am hungry and according to Hikaru's rumbling stomach, he is ravenous also. This is not a time for small talk. A starving Hika-san is no laughing matter! He metamorphoses into a demonic creature…it's really not pleasant.
"I wonder what my options today are. I hope they have the ootoro, if so I will get two plates and you can join in with me."
Sometimes, Hika-san is so thoughtful that my heart fills with an incomprehensible sense of pride.
"And then we can join in together for a more rigorous activity later on."
And then my bubbles burst. He had to ruin the moment, didn't he? He is such a pervert.
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