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Ch.21
Mori and Haruhi sat talking on the couch for another hour, then Mori asked," What do you do for fun?"
"Well, I go to the library and the park in my free time. They're both about three blocks from here."
"Would your dad mind if we went out together?"
"I don't think so. He likes you."
"Where is your dad?"
"He went to work last night. He should be home soon… unless he got another job, but he promised he wouldn't do that."
"Then let's go."
Mori waited by the door, still in his school uniform and Haruhi went to get dressed. She put on a pair of black jeans and a sweater. The weather was forever getting colder and she did not want to get sick. Together, they walked out of the apartment and made their way down to the library.
Mori looked up at the sky," The clouds are gathering. It might rain. Should we go back?"
"No. We'll be there before it starts raining. Doesn't Honey miss you."
"You forget that we are about the same age. He can survive without me for a couple of hours."
They continued walking. Halfway there, Mori silently reached down and held her hand in his. She blushed. This is what a healthy relationship should feel like. They arrived at the library five minutes later. It was a grand three story building with checkered tiled floors, red carpet, and marble pillars. A winding staircase in the middle of the room was surrounded by red stained glass paneling. Classical music drifted out of the speakers. Mori followed Haruhi up to the third floor. She walked toward the back of the floor, past the computer stations, past the desk, and even past the sitting areas.
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see Takashi."
He smiled at her using his name. Haruhi stopped at the desk in the back of the room behind many book cases. A lady that looked at least 90 years old was hunched over a computer typing a letter per minute. She took one look at Haruhi and smiled a toothless smile. She nodded her head to the left and Haruhi grabbed Mori's hand and dragged him along behind her.
"What is all this?"
Haruhi shushed him. They stopped at a door that read V.I.P.
"I didn't know the library had a V.I.P. club?"
"Only the V. know about it."
She pulled out a key and went inside. It was like a series of music practice rooms. On both sides of a long hallway were 24 solid black doors. Each one had a name plaque. Haruhi went to the end of the hallway and got out another key. The door read, Fujioka Haruhi.
"We are allowed our own private reading and study rooms. Rent is a small fee, but it's worth it."
The room had a recliner, mini fridge, a table, an espresso machine, and a small microwave.
"This is amazing! I could actually live in here for a couple days."
"I know how you feel Takashi. I actually did once. I ran away from home and….. that's a story for another time. Did I tell you that this room is soundproof too?"
Mori sat down on the floor, leaving the recliner for Haruhi. He wanted to ask her about her running away, but didn't want to push her. She had already shared so much with him in just one day. There was a stack of books in the corner. They each picked one, forgetting all about their troubles.
Haruhi glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 5:30. Mori was asleep at her feet with a book over his face. She shook him awake. Together they put everything back in its place and left the room. As Haruhi was locking her door, Mori leaned over her and kissed her on the cheek.
"I had fun today."
"Really, all we did was sit in that little room and read for hours. You fell asleep."
"I just got to spend the day with you. That's all I need."
She turned around and hugged him. That hug slowly morphed into a kiss. Getting more into it, they leaned against the door. At that moment, they had forgotten where they were. All they knew was each other. They didn't even notice when a door opened five feet away. Kyoya came out of that room with a stack of books in his arms. The second he looked up, he saw two of his best friends, one of whom he'd had intense feelings for and a guy he'd known for years, making out. Mori's hands slowly crept over her body from her neck, to her back, to rest on her butt. He didn't know whether to run between them and push them apart or walk away and pretend that he hadn't seen them at all.
He decided to do the latter. Just as he was turning his back on them Haruhi called his name.
"Kyoya?"
He had no choice but to turn around," Hello Haruhi."
"Hi… How much did you see?"
"Oh, nothing at all. I just left my room."
Mori had Haruhi's lipstick on his lips.
"Have a nice day you two. We missed you in the club room today Mori. Also… That's a nice color on you."
He turned completely and left through the door at the end of the hallway. Haruhi looked at Mori. He looked solemn and slightly angry.
"Takashi?"
He didn't answer. Before she could question him again, he followed Kyoya and left her standing by her door alone. What just happened? Haruhi stood there for a second waiting for him to come back, but he didn't. She made sure the door was locked and ran after him. He was nowhere to be found in the main library.
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