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Chapter 6 Anything but her
Tap tap tap…Kyouya never noticed how annoying the sound of his pen could be. In the silence of his room he tapped it against the hard wooden desk where his homework, calculations and money records were laid out in front of him, he stared blankly. He could not focus. So many things were running through his mind and destroying the Ootori concentration he'd perfected since he was young. How could Haruhi be so distracting? Kyouya thought irritably rubbing his eyes as he removed his glasses and put them on the desk. Ever since he'd watched her drive away with Tamaki in the limo she'd been in his head non-stop. It was becoming very irritating to say the least. Pushing back from his desk Kyouya stood and stretched his arms behind his back. Something no would have witnessed him do at school.
"Very irritating…" He mumbled rubbing the back of his neck and seeing Haruhi's small face turn yet again in his memory. Saw her eyes lift to him standing there like a lost fool at the window. He'd wanted to kick himself several times for watching her leave, for showing that much emotion.
Walking over to his bed he threw himself down and laid there staring at the ceiling as he reflected on what'd he'd seen these last few weeks. Tamaki's first act out of character was the admittance of feelings beyond friendship for Haruhi. That was a move even Kyouya hadn't anticipated. And then even more surprising was what Haruhi had to say about the entire thing. From Kyouya's notes on the girl she should have been embarrassed and maybe even angry that the man would try to 'claim' her. But she didn't, she just seemed a little surprised, and a little amused. She had a lot of surprises in her, he'd noticed.
For example her fear of storms. Kyouya had known about it and documented it. But never had he seen her so frightened. He never could have guessed how badly it affected her. He probably would never forget the way she shook so violently, the way her eyes filled with tears, and the screams she let out. And he would defiantly not forget how helpless he felt as she shook in his arms, as she screamed into him, and how cold her tears had been on his skin.
"Damn it…." He rubbed his face again and sat up putting his elbows on his knees and holding his face in his palms. HE closed his eyes and tried to empty his mind of everything, but Haruhi, Tamaki and these last few weeks. He was going to pick this apart moment by moment till he found some way to remove her from his brain.
The first incidence had been the admittance of feelings and the causal shrug of Haruhi. He then analyzed his feelings of that part. He remembered how cold he had felt from head to toe. He'd been shocked, and it had shown. He remembered a glance from Haruhi. Blinking at the floor between his feet he figured that was the first step of Haruhi's curiosity in his behavior. Then the time they spent in the limo, and him driving off after wards when Tamaki pulled her from the limo. That was foolish of him, it must have left her very confused. Then he remembered a week later he'd walked away from her several times when she looked like she was about to approach him. That must have added he was sure. But then something else came to him. Something he tried to dismiss right away but could not. He was avoiding time during school to speak with Haruhi, anytime there was a crowd or another person around them. He would only speak to her when they were alone, time when he could let off a little bit of something he'd been shoving down and hiding away from some time now. He was acting so strange so that he could spend time with her alone. He wanted to suddenly slam his fists into the ground but thought better of it. He must change his behavior immediately.
Kyouya stood, tried to walk off his sudden anger and it worked finally. It left him standing in the middle of his room hands in his pockets, and staring at the floor. He couldn't deny it anymore, not to himself at least it was eating him alive, and affecting his behavior subconsciously now. Even though he knew it was best if Haruhi just opened her eyes and let Tamaki be the 'one' for her, he wanted Tamaki to be happy he was his best friend, even if he wanted to deny it at times. He chuckled lightly with something between a grin and a smile and spoke it aloud, finally.
"I don't want anything but her."
A/N: there ya go :D hahaha I kinda love the final confession if not the entire chapter :D but yea ^^ please review and thanks so much for reading I love all my readers so much!!!