The rest of the week was a blur, for the whole three days after being invited to her senpai's house. Linda didn't know how to react since this person seemed to have her wrapped around his little finger. Ritsu was all but freaking out at the prospect of her staying over at a boy's house. He insisted on sitting down with her and explaining how it was inappropriate to have a sleepover with another boy in Japan, no matter what happened in Colombia.
"Ritsu, I can 100% guarantee you that what thoughts you have in your mind will not happen. So quit thinking like that." She informed her slightly younger cousin. "Besides, didn't you mention to me that people from the 'perfect' A classes never 'hook-up' with those of us from the untouchable's class?"
"You shouldn't call our classes that."
"Really? And what else are they?"
Kasanoda didn't know how to respond because she was right, they were considered the untouchables of the school. The only reason he was even known was because Haruhi remained his friend.
"Just be careful. That host club can be an unscrupulous bunch. You've been through enough."
"I am sure Mitsukuni only wants me to come over and use his kitchen to bake something. I am good at reading people too and whatever he wants is as innocent as a kitten playing with a ball of yarn."
"Even kittens have claws Linda." He pointed out.
"I'll call you tonight, so please don't worry." She rubbed her cousin's hair which caused him to blush and smile. He wasn't used to having an older sister type person in his life.
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"Uhhhh…Mitsukuni, what is this?" Linda asked as she indicated the limousine that had parked in front of the school to take her to his home after the last class of the day.
"We need a way to get home." He chirped as he opened the door for her to hop in.
"Isn't this a bit much?" She asked while trying to figure out how to climb to the seat without making an ass of herself.
"How else do you expect us to get home?" Mitsukuni jumped into the limo and sat across from her.
"The subway, walk, ride a bike, normal means of transportation would seem proper."
Hunny giggled. "For me this is normal. Want some cake?" He asked with big doe eyes.
At this she cracked a small smile and shook her head in utter amazement. How did this 18 year old boy remind her so much of someone so important in her life?
Hunny eyed his passenger while she rode in silence. He knew there was something she wasn't telling him or anyone else for that matter. It wasn't in his nature to take on these types of problems, but for some reason he felt that he would be able to help when no one else could. Call it his child's intuition or what you will, but there was something she needed to say and he wanted her to say it.
"Ne, Linda-kun, what do you want to do first?" He asked innocently. "We can spar?"
"Mitsukuni, I may be related to the yakuza by marriage, but I have no skills when it comes to fighting. If I did…" She stopped and Hunny knew he'd hit a nerve. "How about we bake cookies?"
This made him happy. "Yea!" He screeched and jumped over to her side of the limo. He plopped his head in her lap and let her rub his hair. It was comforting enough he could have easily fallen asleep, which he did not.
After a few minutes of comfortable silence he felt a wetness hit his cheek. Hunny looked up and saw tears streaming down her face. One had dislodged itself from her skin and dropped the foot between her chin and his face.
Hunny sat up and turned her face to his with a solemn expression in his eyes.
"It's okay Linda-kun. You can cry in front of me if you want to."
She nodded and broke down into hurting sobs. Hunny placed his arm around her shoulder and rubbed his head against her. Linda took that as a sign of comfort and turned to take the smaller boy in her arms. That was what she needed, someone to just hug her while she cried.