I'M SO SORRY! Again, I've been very busy over this month. My birthday is today (well I should say it was a couple weeks ago and I began writing on my birthday which was the 19th and it's the 8th of September now. It was actually supposed to be uploaded on the 20th of August) and I'm doing a lot with family, and also I've been busy with singing and I had camp and now I'm finally able to get to this story and stuff. But I promise you guys, I will not abandon this story. Here's chapter 5~
If I owned Ouran…you'd know but alas I do not so I am obligated to say I do not own Ouran! I only have rights to Kazumi and all the other random OC characters that show up
The early morning sun streamed in through the gigantic windows of the Kaoru's bedroom. Hikaru, whom which preferred to sleep in Kaoru's room instead of his own, threw his pillow over his head, desperately trying to block the sun's rays from hitting his eyes and to get a few extra hours of shut eye. His efforts for extra sleep however failed when the shrill ring of the singer's cell phone erupted through the quiet room. Kaoru rolled over, draping an arm over the older twin.
"Hikaru, answer your damn phone" he moaned angrily, voice muffled by the comforter pushed against his face. Hikaru pushed his brother's arm off of him before he sat up. He grabbed his phone, flipping it open.
"What?" Hikaru groaned.
"Hikaru, its Kazayo." His manager beamed from the end of the line. Hikaru formed his fingers into the shape of a pistol, 'shooting' himself in the head three times before going back to the call.
"Its 8am Kazayo, what the hell do you want?" he growled. Kaoru's eyes snapped open as he sat up, resting his head on Hikaru's shoulder all the while looking up at him.
"I have good news" Hikaru suddenly became intrigued by the conversation. He sat up a little more, listening to his manager for once in his life.
"Tell me"
"We contacted the girl you chose. Her name is Miss Kazumi Tetsuya. Her and her friend Miss Haruhi Fujioka will be joining you on tour. They've accepted" Hikaru's eyes lit up.
'So her name is Haruhi,' he thought happily. He cleared his throat
"That's fine. I could honestly care less" he huffed, trying to play cool but his sly manager could see through his façade.
"Very well then Hikaru. Reminder that you leave in a week" Hikaru's eyes widened
"The hell?!" he yelled "You said we left in two weeks!"
"Yes but we have decided to begin your trip early" his manager said smoothly "a few meet and greets here, a few signings there. You get the jest"
Hikaru fumed at his words. He was just ripped from a week of freedom. Jesus, he was done with this whole fame thing.
"Fine" the pop idol spat through gritted teeth
"Wonderful, oh and one more thing" Kazayo began "You and Kaoru are to meet with the girls for a luncheon tomorrow afternoon to get to know them. All for now" the man chuckled as he hung up. The ginger fell back on the king sized bed beside his brother.
"Well crap…" He sighed running his hand through his hair "looks like we're gonna meet the girls early" he mumbled to his brother. Kaoru huffed
"How early?"
"Like, tomorrow early"
Kaoru shrugged his shoulders "can't be helped I guess" Hikaru looked towards the mirror image ginger.
"How are you so calm? This Kazumi chick could be a freak!" He yelled
"What about the friend?" Kaoru questioned. Hikaru paused in his thoughts
"W-What about her?"
"Couldn't she be just as freakish?"
"Well-" Hikaru began…but stopped. Haruhi didn't seem like a weird or at all off putting person when he first met her. Sure she was off putted by him but that didn't change his opinion of her. Kazumi, on the other hand, seemed a little unstable which kind of ruined his whole opinion on her. The boy was instantly thrown deep into thought at the memory of Haruhi. This could easily be one of the best tours of his life if he played the charm card on Haruhi, making her putty in his hands. He looked back to his twin, smirking wildly
"Maybe this tour won't be so bad after all"
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"A WEEK?!" Haruhi screamed out into the silence of the house. Kazumi, yet again, had arrived at her apartment in the later hours of the morning with some sort of enraging or stupid news. This time, it was more alerting than anything. Kazumi winced at the loud shrill Haruhi let out.
"Yeah…Mr. Yamaguchi called me around 8 this morning saying that he has decided to start early…" she whimpered out of fear. Puffs of smoke blew out from Haruhi's ears. She didn't even want to be going on this stupid trip, and to know she only had a week to prepare was INSANE. The brunette rubbed her temples roughly "anything you wanna add Kazumi? Or can I go bang my head against a wall somewhere?" she fumed
"Um well…" The raven haired girl began "Mr. Yamaguchi wanted us to meet Hikaru for a luncheon tomorrow" she sped through her sentence so fast; Haruhi couldn't even begin to comprehend what she had just said. It took a minute of decoding her friend's sentence out in her head before she understood. Before she could scream again, Kazumi was gone; running up the street back to her own apartment to escape the wrath of Haruhi. She wanted to spend as little time possible with that Hikaru character. Every fibre in her body was telling her to cancel on Kazumi and just focus on her own life…she couldn't. She felt like she owed one to Kazumi…but what? Haruhi mentally rolled her eyes before trudging off her room again. She rummaged through her closet; looking in every nook and cranny until she found her suitcase. It was bright blue striped with orange and yellow lines running all over the top of the case. She started throwing random objects she felt she had to bring with her onto the brightly coloured suitcase, mind over flowing with thoughts of Hikaru and their backstage meet as she did so. She couldn't stand that pompous ginger. She couldn't believe he had the nerve to come on to her like that. Was he out of his mind? She was brought out of her thoughts, realizing she had thrown almost all of her clothes onto her suitcase, creating a mountain of shirts, socks, pants, underwear, and weirdly coloured bras. She began taking the mountain apart, sighing of anger that she let some singer invade her head. As she packed, no, as the day went on, one thought never left her mind.
How would the luncheon go?
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Hikaru didn't waste any time when it came to roaming his closet looking out sharp outfits for the luncheon. He wasn't going to look like a slob when he met Haruhi again. He was planning to woo her; sweep her off her feet. He glanced at the grandfather clock across the room.
"10:15..." he mumbled. How had it gotten that late already? He had spent his day thinking about Haruhi…as per usual. Obsessed wasn't the word for this though, oh no. love sick. Love sick was defiantly the right word. Hikaru had turned into a love sick puppy dog, lost in the world trying hard to get back to Owner Haruhi. Hikaru slid down the wall of his walk-in closet, stuck between deciding over a bright blue or deep purple dress shirt. Is this seriously what his feelings had come to? Going out of his way to look good for someone? On his past dates, mainly ones set up by either Kaoru or Kazayo, he would show up in whatever, treat his date like princess when in reality he just wanted to treat her like trash, then leave and never call them again. Why was this girl different than any other? Why was he so smitten with a tomboy who obviously could care less about him? He couldn't wrap his finger around it.
"Hikaru," Hikaru looked up, seeing his brother leaning against the doorframe of the closet's entry; fire-y red hair sticking out in all different directions, voice groggy and eyes droopy. "It's 3 am. I woke up and you weren't beside me. Get to bed" Hikaru blinked a few times. 3am? It was just 10:15pm... had he really passed all this time thinking of Haruhi and picking out outfits? That wasn't like him. He stood from his position, staring into space.
'What is with me?'
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"Mr. Hitachiin is waiting for you. This way to your table, follow me please" the hostess of the restaurant smiled lightly towards Kazumi and Haruhi. Haruhi forced a friendly smile on her lips towards the young lady as they walked passed the fancy looking families eating their lunches. Ocean Place was obviously no commoner's restaurant. Many faces looked up toward the girls, some in disgust others in confusion. What was a dirty commoner doing in such a high class place? Haruhi's glance met a few of the looks; she felt dirty inside. The brunette looked forward, noticing the familiar face of Hikaru's manager Kazyao standing to greet them.
"Ah, ladies how do you do?" he smiled gently as he shook both Haruhi and Kazumi's hands delicately. Behind him, Haruhi could see another figure standing. She cringed as the figure revealed itself from behind Kazayo. Hikaru. He felt Kazumi wriggle in excitement beside her. The tall manager ushered the Hikaru towards them. "Girls," Kazayo started "I would like to formally introduce you to-"
"The names Hikaru, but I'm sure you ladies already know that" Hikaru purred smoothly, as well as cutting off his manager midsentence. Hikaru kept his gaze locked on Haruhi. He had finally found her and he wasn't about to let her slip away. Haruhi and Kazumi had spoken about it beforehand; when they met Hikaru, they were going to act as if it was a first meeting. They wanted to start over…or at least Kazumi did. She wanted to pretend she wasn't the stupid fan girl who fainted at the sight of him. Haruhi took in a sharp breath as she let a fake smile play on her lips.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Hikaru"
AHHHH PLEASE DON'T SHOOT ME IM SO SORRY IT TOOK A MONTH TO UPLOAD! I STILL LOVE YOU GUYS! I PROMISE I WONT ABANDON THIS PROJECT BUT I WILL SAY THIS: I am involved in so many activities such as Piano, Vocal, Musical Theatre, and much more. I will try hard to keep up with this story through my activities and studying I promise!
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