A.N- I do not own Ouran or the characters from the anime, I only own my characters. I'm sorry that it took me so long to update, I really appreciate the people who are still reading this story. sorry this is a reallllly short chapter.
I walked out in front of Ouran, ready to just go home and collapse into bed. I opened the door to the limo and got in, shutting it behind me.
"So how was your day?" Takume asked, turning around to look at me. In response, I collapsed onto the seat. He chuckled and said "I'll take that as a 'Great Takume! Ouran is so amazing!' He teased.
"Shut up, I had to sit on a plane for 13 hours and then I had to go to school for a day!" I complained tiredly. He started driving towards my apartment.
"If it makes you feel any better, my first day didn't go very well either." He said sheepishly.
"You went to Ouran!"
"Duh! How old do you think I am?!"
"29 at least..."
He laughed as he continued to drive. "As flattering as that is, I'm only 18!"
"Your only 18!" I shouted, surprised. It did make sense, when he was talking about ouran, he did make it sound like he was in school there yesterday.
"Shoot!" I shouted suddenly.
"What's wrong?" He asked, concerned.
"I just realized I have no idea what I'm going to do for food!"
"do you want to go, to dinner with me?" he asked, kinda shyly.
"Like on a date?" I asked, confusedly.
"NO!" he shouted, rather suddenly. "I was just thinking, since I know this great restaurant, and I would hate for you to go starving if I could take you for dinner. How old are you?"
"16. Why?" I said, confused by the question.
"no reason, just wanted to know."