Author's note:
Hey y'all! So this is another super sad chapter... it'll touch partially on the funeral but tbh i'm not ready to write all of those scenes because of my own personal reasons.
Sayuri P.O.V
Today was the day. I got out of bed slowly and checked my phone.
Kyo- Hey. I know today isn't going to be the greatest but I promise everything will be okay. I've ordered you a dress to wear today because I know you haven't bothered to look for one. I gave it to Maho yesterday so she'll have it ready for you. Message me when you get there. I'm here for you.
I smiled at my phone. Even though these messaged weren't much most of the time, today it really brightened my spirits. As much as they could be brightened at least. I rolled out of bed and walked to my bathroom. The first thing I noticed was the top of Kyoya's uniform hanging off of my shower bench. You'd think he wouldn't be so forgetful. I turned on the faucet and splashed my face with water before I started doing my make-up.
"Sayuri-Sama, I've laid out the dress Kyoya-Senpai brought for you yesterday on your bed." Maho said just above a whisper. I jumped a little and looked up into the mirror to see her standing behind me.
"Right. Is Tamaki here yet?" She shook her head and frowned.
"No, but he should be arriving soon. Would you like me to get a pair of shoes and jewelry for you?" She asked perking back up in a smile.
"That would be very much appreciated." I nodded and continued doing my makeup. She disappeared into my closet after that. "Maho, do you happen to know what time it is?" I raised my voice a little to assure she could hear me.
"It was 10:22 last time I checked." She responded. The funeral starts at 11:30, why isn't Tamaki here yet?
"Ma chere!" I spoke to soon. "Good morning!" Tamaki announced walking into my bedroom. "Oh is this the dress Kyoya picked out!" Good morning to you too Tamaki. "It's so pretty to be black." He walked into the bathroom as I turned around and sprayed my hair with hair spray. He started coughing and backing away.
"Hand me the dress. We need to leave soon." I said looking at Tamaki with a straight face. He gave me a small smiled and nodded.
"Here." He held out the dress and closed the bathroom door. I scanned over it. It was simple but still really pretty. I would trust Kyoya to style my wardrobe. I slipped it on and sighed. Of course it's a halter style dress.
"Tamaki!" I hollered. He busted open the door with concern on his face.
"Is everything okay?"
"Yes, everything's fine. Will you tie this for me?" I stretched my neck to try and look at him and held the two straps behind my neck.
"Sure!" He bounced over and quickly tied them into a bow.
"Thank you." I rushed into my room and slid on a pair of black flats that Maho put out. No jewelry? I shrugged and looked in the mirror.
"You look stunning." Tamaki commented standing beside me.
"Yeah..." I trailed off and looked down at my arms. There were minor hints of scars up and down my arm. It's been a month and a half since I stopped completely. Kyoya's had me doing laser treatment with one of his family doctors. We both agreed that the quicker they fade away the better. I guess he was right on that part. I don't like when people notice, because then they start asking questions. It really bothered me.
"Come on. Let's go ahead and get today over with." Tamaki offered me his arm. I took it and we left the room.
"I'm ready father." I announced as Tamaki and I made our way to the bottom of the stairwell. My father turned around and smiled.
"You look wonderful Sayuri." He looked up at Tamaki. "And thank you for being with us today. You truly meant a lot to Aiko."
"It's no problem at all sir." Tamaki nodded.
"Who all are you expecting there Sayuri?" My grandfather asked causing my heart to jump a little bit. I blinked for a moment and gathered my thoughts.
"I've only invited one person." I answered politely and turned to face him. He nodded.
"Is it the youngest Ootori son that you've been seeing?" I bit my bottom lip and straightened my posture. Nobody ever asked about him.
"Yes sir." I noticed my fathers eyebrows raise partially in shock or disbelief. I couldn't really tell. My grandfather nodded.
"I suppose it's about time we leave." He gestured to the door.
This car ride was without a doubt the longest car ride i've ever taken. It felt like an eternity. It was my grandfather, my father, Tamaki and I, all in the same car. The tension was thicker than a billboard. I wondered if my other grandparent's would show up. We did live with them for the majority of my life and it would only be right for them to be there. It was their daughter. Although, they didn't exactly end on the best terms.
After what felt like eternity the limousine came to a smooth stop. I was more than ready to get out of this vehicle. Tamaki squeezed my hand as the doors opened. I shimmied out as quickly as I could and felt my heart drop. This is really happening.
"I just messaged Kyoya and let him know we were here. We have twenty minutes to greet everyone. I can stall for about five of those minutes so you can have some personal time with him. I know this is going to get over whelming, but you can do it." He smirked. "We'll go and say hello to everyone and i'll help out the last five minutes." I nodded and followed his lead.
"Oh! Look at my beautiful granddaughter!" A familiar voice echoed. I turned to see my grandparents on my mothers side making their way too me. I smiled at them.
"How have you been?" My grandfather asked me. He had rosy red cheeks and a smile that could light the entire room up. It was almost contagious.
"Um, alright. Focused on school." I answered truthfully.
"Tamaki! My boy! I see that you two are still friends. That's reassuring, you've always gotten along so well with each other." He embraced Tamaki. My grandparents on my mothers side were much more cheerful than my grandfather on my fathers side. They weren't very formal with anything and were always delighted to see Tamaki.
"She is my best friend after all." Tamaki was so enthusiastic. He was always good at putting on an amazing facade. I really envied that about him sometimes.
As happy as I was to finally see my grandparents, I couldn't ignore the lump in my throat. Today was miserable any way I looked at it. Nothing could make it better. I heard Tamaki making conversation with my grandparents but in a blurry kind of tone. I wasn't focused on anything and everything seemed to be going by as if the entire world was unfocused. The lump in my throat kept growing as I watched people carry on casual conversations around me. It's like they came for a get together and not a funeral. It was so messed up.
"Sayuri. I want you to know that we're only a phone call away dear." My grandmother kicked me out of my thoughts while she placed a hand on my shoulder. I smiled appreciatively and nodded.
"I know that. I'll always remember." I hugged her tightly and was guided along further into the funeral home with Tamaki.
"It's been so long since i've seen them Sayuri. It was like a cup of fresh water, ya know?" He smiled with a glint in his eye.
"How can you be so happy? We're at a funeral." I snapped at him. I hated how rude I sounded but I couldn't help it. He frowned and stared down at me with sad eyes. He mumbled an apology but it felt like that wasn't enough. Even though he wasn't the one that caused this, I couldn't help but become angrier at him for smiling and being so cheerful. "Forget it. I'm going to walk around." I let go of his arm and walked away. I heard his shoes tap behind me for mere second but then stop.
As I strode away there was a pang of guilt that hit my heart. I felt ashamed for acting so unkind towards Tamaki. He's just been trying to cheer me up and I can only be angry at him for that. I found myself wondering around the hallways of the huge funeral home without an exact destination. I just wanted to be isolated and lost in my thoughts. It wasn't good to be lost in my thoughts, nothing positive ever happened. The buzzing of my phone inside of my clutch was the only noise that surrounded me right now. I snatched the phone from the depths of hair ties and loose change. Without looking at who was calling I answered.
"Hello?"
"Where are you?" My heart skipped a beat. I was expecting Tamaki but instead got his other half.
"Some hallway. Don't worry, i'm fine."
"I'm coming to find you."
The line went dead. I let out a long sigh and closed my eyes. That lump in my throat was still there and it didn't feel like it was going away anytime soon.
"Sayuri. Tamaki told me you had ran off." A voice interrupted my loose thoughts. I opened my eyes and focused on him.
"Yeah, sorry I never messaged you. A lot's been happening and I just never got my phone out Kyoya." I explained making a few steps towards him. He approached me with a sad smile and starting shaking his head.
"Don't worry about that." He brushed it off. "You look stunning." Kyoya continued on. The only thing is, since he's approached me, he never looked away from my face. I threw that thought out of my head and smiled at him as best as I could.
"Thank you, the dress fit perfectly." He frowned at me.
"You don't have to fake smile. I know you're upset, and that's okay. Pretending like you're doing fine, and that this doesn't bother you..Well, it'll only hurt you more in the end." The way he said that, I knew he wasn't referencing at me thanking him with a smile. There was more behind his tone than just that. I furrowed my eyebrows and let my smile drop.
"I'm sorry?"
"I'm not dense. I know as soon as all of this is over, and you leave, only to go back to your house that will be full of people, you'll put that facade on. Because that's what you're supposed to do. You'll go back home and find many faces you've never seen before, and you're going to smile and converse with them as if this didn't just happen. Isn't that right?" The frown on his face never once altered.
"You know just as well as I do how these kinds of things work. It's for the public eye. It's for my fathers business. It's for my grandfathers name. Even though it isn't okay, it's going to have to be for the sake of our social status." I watched as his posture shifted and his eyes surveyed me up and down. He adjusted his glasses and nodded.
"You're right. That doesn't mean you have to act happy all the other times though." Before I could respond he was pulled into a warm hug. "It's okay to relax." Kyoya mumbled. If I could just stay here for the rest of the day maybe everything might go over well. "It's almost time for the funeral to start though, and we should probably show up." He let me go and started walking ahead of me.
Author's Note.
This chapter was super difficult for me to write honestly, so that's why I didn't touch on any of the funeral. I'm just not emotionally ready for that. I hope you guys understand. So, yeah. The next chapter will be about a 2 week time skip. Please favorite, and review, and do everything you guys are doing because it just makes me so happy to see any kind of feedback.