[Here it is! Chapter 4 of Describing Colours. I stopped doing the every Saturday thing, cos AbbyinUnderland made me feel useless. She was inspired by my story and started her own called Painting Sound. It's got 6 chapters already! I think 6 anyway. Anyway, go read it. It's much better than this. I felt useless cos I started this before she started hers and she's already got loads more chapters.
Also, I forgot to mention in the last chapter. Hikaru says she was well named because Hitomi means 'pupil of the eye' and is usually given to girls with beautiful eyes. I just had to use the name :D
Searching for David's Heart is a real story by Cherie Bennet. I do not own the story or Ouran.
I had a book open under the table. I ran my finger over the Braille, taking in every word it told me. It was my favourite book. I was still listening to the teacher, but I was too absorbed in the book to listen properly. One of the benefits of being blind meant that I could read, but still keep my head up and make it look as though I was listening. Searching for David's heart. It was such a sad story. I was glad I had gone past the sad parts and wasn't due for any more soon, otherwise I would burst out into tears. I sighed, put my bookmark in place, and closed it.
"Sochiko-san, please answer the question." A girl mumbled the answer. I guessed this was Sochiko. I wondered what her first name was. The teacher sighed and went back to teaching again. The bell rang two minutes after. I stood up quickly and rushed to pack my things away, determined to speak to her.
"Sochiko-san? Are you there?" I heard someone laugh cruelly.
"She left as soon as the bell went Suzuki-san." Her voice was laced with hate. I didn't know who it was until I heard Hana speak.
"Rika-chan! Don't be so mean! Honestly."Someone grabbed me and pulled me out the room. "Sorry, Hitomi-chan. Rika-chan was way out of line. She saw you with the Hitachiin twins and she's jealous. I'm not surprised really, not many people get whisked off their feet by members of the all famous Host Club." I let Hana ramble on, smiling at the sound of her voice. I tried to imagine what she looked like, but I quickly gave up, knowing that I would probably just ruin her. That's when I heard two voices that made me groan.
"Hikaru, I found her!"
"Good work Kaoru!" Hana stopped talking and went quiet as two pairs of running footsteps came up to us. "Hey Hitomi-chan, fancy seeing you here! And what's your name beautiful princess?" Hana giggled and told them her name. I just groaned inwardly. How could they pretend they'd just ran into me, when they had obviously been looking for me.
"Hey, guys? There wasn't any need to come looking for me. I was gonna come anyway. I just said I wouldn't, because I'm like that." There was a silence where the twins put their arms around me, but made sure they weren't as close as they were earlier on.
"Nevertheless, we shall escort you and your pretty friend," Hikaru said on my left.
"To music room three ourselves." Finished Kaoru on the right. I shuddered. It was creepy how they finished off each other's sentences. Also, they were still a little too close for my liking, but I repressed the instinct to hit them. I sighed and ducked out from under them. Someone grabbed my hand and that's when I realised I had forgotten something. They began to drag me.
"Wait! I forgot my stick!" They paused and then Kaoru spoke.
"I'll get it." He started moving away until Hana spoke.
"I'll come with you." She ran up to keep up with him. They rounded the corner and I heard Hana laughing. Me and Hikaru stood there for a moment.
"Hikaru-kun?" I heard him jump as I said his name.
"Yeah, I'm here." He said. I sighed. I knew he was there, since I hadn't heard him leave. I decided to play nice.
"Anything wrong?" I asked. Now it was his turn to sigh. He grabbed my hand and we started walking.
"I'm fine." He said eventually. "I'm just worried about Kaoru. It may not seem like it to others, but I can tell. He's missing someone. A very special someone." There was sadness in his voice.
"And who was this special someone?" He didn't answer for a minute.
"Her name is Sapphire." I noted he said it in present tense, as if to counter my use of past tense. "Sapphire Mizuiro. At first, I didn't like her. It felt like she was trying to take him away from me. But then I realised that she couldn't do that, even if she tried." I didn't know what to say to that, so I sort of changed the subject.
"Shouldn't we wait for Kaoru-kun and Hana-chan instead of going straight to the club room?" He laughed.
"They'll know where to go. Mind the steps." I silently thanked him. If he hadn't told me the steps were there, I would've fallen flat on my face. Something I did not want to happen at all costs.
"I need my stick." I mumbled. Hikaru laughed again.
"I'm pretty sure it has a name other than 'a stick'." I stuck my tongue out, hoping he was looking. I'm guessing he was because he chuckled.
"It does have another name, but I never learnt it. I don't want to. It's a stick and always will be." He opened a door and a voice cried out.
"You're late! Come and get ready!" There was a pause. "Where's your brother?" This was definitely Tamaki.
"He'll be up in a minute. He just went to get Hitomi-chan's 'stick'" I growled at the emphasis he put on the word stick." Tamaki seemed to realise I was there and I felt myself being pulled into the room.
"Who's this Hika-chan?" The voice belonged to someone who sounded about 5 years old. Someone jumped on me and put their arms around me like a hug.
"This is Hitomi Suzuki-san. Be gentle with her Honey-senpai." That was Haruhi. He was awesome. The person jumped off me and started dragging me somewhere. They pushed me onto a seat and I felt them jump onto the seat next to me.
"Do you like cake Hi-chan? I like cake. My favourite is strawberry! Usa-chan likes cake too!" I shifted uncomfortably in the chair.
"Yes, I like cake. My favourite is chocolate. Who's Usa-chan?" Someone opened the door and I heard two people walk in. I assumed it was Kaoru and Hana. Someone lifted my hand and my stick was placed in it. I nodded my thanks and waited for Honey to answer.
"Usa-chan is my teddy rabbit! Can you hold him while I eat my cake?" Something was placed in my lap before I answered and the boy was silent. His voice was replaced by cutlery banging on a plate. Voices that belonged to the host club and Hana started speaking behind me as I reached tentatively for the thing on my lap. My fingers brushed past something, which I grabbed.
"Oh!" I gasped quietly. It was soft. If you knew me, I mean really knew me, then you would know that I love soft things. I loved to hold them tight. It reminded me of my childhood, when my parents still had time for me. I held the thing to my chest tightly, breathing in its sweet scent. I could tell it was well looked after. Silently, I opened my bag and brought out my book. I felt for the bookmark and opened it. I ran my fingers along the page, letting myself be lost in the story. I closed my eyes and held the soft toy against my chest with one hand, while turning the pages and reading the Braille with the other hand.
"Darce!" he yelled. "Darce!" I read. I could hear his footsteps, growing closer, gaining on me. I ran even faster, as fast as I could. I could hear the footsteps running after me. My eyes started watering, knowing what was about to happen. I got to the street and darted out between two parked cars. I wouldn't let him catch me, no, never. I would run out of my own skin, until I became someone else, anyone else but awful me.
"Darce!" David called again. "Stop so I can –" That's when I heard the terrible noise from behind me: brakes squealing, a sickening thud, and then a silence far more terrifying than the sounds that had come before. Someone placed a hand on my shoulder, startling me out of the story. I jumped.
"Are you okay?" Haruhi asked me. I realised it was his hand on my shoulder. "You're crying." I opened my eyes and place a finger to my cheek. It wasn't crying as such. Only a single tear had escaped, much to my surprise. I smiled and nodded, holding up the book.
"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just this is quite sad." Haruhi took his hand off my shoulder.
"What are you reading?" He asked.
"It's called Searching for David's heart. It's about a girl called Darcy, who's brother dies in a car accident. Their parents decided to donate his heart to anyone who needed it, so Darcy goes off in search of the person with her brother's heart." I held Usa-chan even tighter than I already was and sensed that I was alone apart from Haruhi. "Where's Honey-kun? I want to give him Usa-chan back."
"Honey-senpai's over to your left. I'll give it him if you want. You were so absorbed in your book, he decided not to disturb you." I nodded and held out the soft toy. My mind went into rewind.
"Wait, did you just call Honey-kun, senpai?" I asked. Haruhi took the teddy out of my hands.
"Yep. He's 2 years older than me." I did the math in my head. That meant he was 18 or 19 years old.
"He's in his first year of university?" I said, unbelieving. "He sounds too young to be that old."
"He looks like that as well. When I first met him, I couldn't believe he was older than me." Haruhi coughed slightly. "I'll go take this back to him then." I nodded.
"Thanks. What time is it?" I asked. There was a pause then Haruhi spoke.
"It's about half past 4.*" I nodded and Haruhi walked off. I felt in my pocket for my mobile. The numbers and letters were in Braille and if I got a text (which was very unlikely, because anyone who had my mobile number knew I was blind) it would read out what the text said as best as it could. As best as any electronic computer thing could. I pressed the number 2 button, knowing I would get through to my house phone using speed dial. How I loved speed dial! Quick and easy to use.
"Hello?" It was Jacque who answered the phone. He was the head housekeeper and a Frenchmen. I loved his French accent. In fact, I was in a very loving mood at the moment.
"Hey, Jacque. Before I say anything else, can I just say, I love you to bits at this moment." I heard him laugh. He was used to my loving moods. I had them quite a lot.
"Of course miss. What can I do for you?" I smiled.
"Can you send someone to pick me up from school please? These crazy people kidnapped me and stole my phone so I couldn't ring anyone!" Another laugh.
"Did they really, miss?" I paused, containing my laughter.
"No. But they really are crazy!"
"Hey! Who are you calling crazy?" I froze. That was neither my voice nor Jacque's. It was the twins. They stole my phone and began talking to Jacque. After a moment they started laughing. "Hey, Tono!" They called. "Catch!" I could only assume that they had thrown my phone, because after a second or two, Tamaki started talking. A few seconds later, he was speaking in French.
"Can I have my phone back now? Or do I have to buy a new one?" I pouted. I hated things being taken from me. Almost as much as I hate people being too close to me. Mostly because when I was younger, these horrible kids in a playground stole my favourite teddy and decided it would be fun to play piggy in the middle with a blind girl. I eventually got Snuffles back. Eventually meaning after an hour. The phone was placed back in my hand two minutes later. I sighed and brought the phone to my ear. My loving mood was gone. "Jacque? You still there?"
"I'm still here. You have good friends. The car will be there in 10 minutes."
"Thanks." And I hung up.
[* I don't know what time Ouran finishes, or what time the Host Club starts, so I'm making it so Ouran finished at 3:00 and the Club starts at 4:00. I know that's probably wrong, but oh well.
In the last chapter or the first chapter, I said something happened when she was 10. I meant when she was 7. I can't be bothered to change it so it will live as 10, but from now on, it will be 7.
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