Oh my God! It's a miracle! Can you believe it? no- not that I've decided to finally post after over a year of no updates, silly. Can you believe I finally found the notebook I'd been writing this fic in after a full year of near-fatal searching through the piles of crap in my room? I was ready to give up on my search and cry in my newly established emo corner when I finally found it in a place I never expected. The world works in mysterious ways.
Disclaimer: …No. Just…No.
Unlikely Friends
Chapter 2
"Look at this mess. It's disgusting," Hotaru commented as she picked little chunks of cake out of Natsume's hair.
"Shut it," Natsume replied, shifting uncomfortably on the edge of Hotaru's bed. The ball had been over for some time, leaving the 'couple' to discuss the unexpected turn of events.
"How'd you even manage to make this mess?" Hotaru asked mockingly, "I expected more from the infamous Black Cat. Who would have thought? Natsume Hyuuga can't dodge cake."
Natsume's face turned almost comically serious as he recalled the incident, "I can't explain it. It's like it was unavoidable. Like it was impossible to dodge."
Hotaru grew silent for a moment, the fingers running through Natsume's hair slowing as she processed his words, "I don't get it. It was coming right for your face. How couldn't you dodge it?"
"Its like I said, I can't explain it," Natsume said distractedly, "You'll never understand unless it happens to you."
"Ok," Hotaru stated, only half convinced, "I guess I'll just have to take your word for it."
The fingers in Natsume's hair picked up a quicker pace once again, and the room became pleasantly silent. After a few minutes of continued silence, Natsume became noticeably more relaxed. Seeing this, Hotaru couldn't help but comment, "Oh, what's this? Enjoying yourself?" Natsume's head snapped up, the tension returning to his shoulders, "You really are like a cat."
Natsume bolted up from his sitting position in an overly-obvious display of embarrassment and headed toward the door. Hotaru barely suppressed an amused smile at his reaction before remembering something she'd forgotten to mention, "Are you free tomorrow afternoon?"
Natsume paused on his way out the door and turned to look at Hotaru, "Huh?"
"Mikan and Ruka asked if we wanted to go on a double date tomorrow while you were out 'getting me punch.'"
"…And you agreed?" Natsume asked reluctantly, already knowing the answer.
"Of course. What better way to keep a close eye on their actions than to be with them? It might be inconvenient if something happens, but I refuse to be a stalker."
Natsume gave an exasperated sigh, "Do we really need to act like we're dating?"
"Don't really have a choice, now that its been said," Hotaru gave a tired sigh of her own, "What's done is done. We can break up eventually, but having it happen so quickly after telling them will bring up too many questions. Now go already so I can change and go to bed. "
"Right," without another word, Natsume left, really wishing he had an excuse to get out of the date the next day.
-TBC-
Aaaaaaaaaaand so next chapter is the date! Who knows when that one'll finally be posted, but, hey! Short chapter, I know, but, see, that's because it was originally part of chapter two, but I just decided to split it up because I felt too lazy to type up the rest! Yay!
Ah, but here's good news. I have a little extra scene from the end of last chapter I never typed up, instead. It's stupid, but, hey! This whole story is stupid! Who cares? On with the…Omake? I don't know what to call it.
Natsume turned in the direction of the punch bowl, "Be right back."
Mikan and Ruka snorted in disbelief. "Yeah, right, he'll be right back. Just like last time you went for punch," Mikan couldn't help but whisper under her breath. Ruka heard, and couldn't help giving an amused smile. Mikan turned toward Hotaru, "Are you sure you want to be dating that perverted prince? For all you know, he's got another five girl-" Mikan stopped, seeing the hard look Hotaru was giving her.
"I know what I'm doing, idiot, so stay out of it," Hotaru's tone was final, daring Mikan to argue. When Mikan didn't, Hotaru turned toward where Natsume was just returning with a small cup full of some sort of red fruity punch. She took the punch from his hand and turned back to Mikan, "Besides, we he and I both know he'll never cheat on me," Hotaru looked at Natsume, "Right?"
Natsume gave Hotaru a surprised glance, "Me? Cheating on you?" His voice took on an amused tone, "How's that even possible?"
"See? He'll never cheat."
"But not for the reasons you might expect."
Natsume barely suppressed a pained grunt as Hotaru discreetly stomped on his foot with the heel of her shoe.
"Um…Right," Mikan and Ruka shared a look, not understanding the couple at all. It was obvious they had missed something important.
