Memory 14 –A Fangirl's Fantasy
Pairing(s): AU!Natsume x Ruka; Mentions of Natsume x OC
Warning(s): I'm pretty sure there aren't any in this one :)
Rating: PG
Summary: All Harumi wanted was Natsume's love and Natsume's money.
Based on: Prompt 023 –Lovers
Tetsuya Harumi only wanted one thing in her life and that one thing—err, person—went by the name of Hyūga Natsume-sama.
See, her love for him had run as deep as the first day she saw him. She had called it love at first sight, but her friends would call it her greediness and blame her so called 'love' on the fact that Hyūga Natsume-sama was the only son and heir to the Hyūga corporation. Harumi didn't listen to them though; so what if she had a thing for rich people and the good life. That meant nothing. She had spent too much time chasing after him in high school for her to give up her hopes and dreams of being his very rich, very wealthy lover—the very rich very wealthy part only being the bonus, of course.
So, with that plan currently in motion, Harumi had set out to get a fabulous job in the main branch of the large corporation building. She had started at 21 and worked her way up from a desk jockey to her now well-paid, well-earned job as Natsume-sama's (hopefully soon to be closer than) personal secretary at 28. Yes, she thought as she sat down in her new office chair, this was only another stepping-stone in the plan of her well-deserved love story. Hyūga Natsume will be hers—
"Natsume~!"
If only his annoying ass girlfriend would just disappear from the picture.
Harumi turned her head and glared at the elevator as Sakura Mikan skipped into the penthouse office, a bag of food held in one hand and her other hand holding on to Natsume-sama's adopted child, the adorable Hyūga Yōichi. Harumi could've sworn that it was impossible for anyone to dislike the boy; with his small smiles and his cryptic purplish-blue eyes—the boy definitely acted somewhat like his adopted father, that was for sure. And when she was Mrs. Natsume Hyūga she would love the little motherless boy with all of her heart, that was another for sure and a very large bullet on her list.
"Hello, Tetsuya-chan is it?"
Harumi only nodded firmly, not bothering to give an answer to this ridiculously annoying girl. Mikan kept going along though, not noticing the stony silence through her blinding smile.
"I've come to drop off Yo-chan with Natsume since Ruka couldn't make it—"
"Who?"
"You know, Nogi Ruka. Blonde, shorter than Natsume, pretty blue eyes?" Mikan continued without a hitch while Harumi's brain scrambled to search for a Ruka of some sort in her 'connected to Natsume' mental folder.
"Anyways, Ruka-pyon said that he would be here before Natsume's usual leave time at 7:30, but he wasn't really sure what time exactly—"
Harumi searched through her memories of high school but the only Ruka that she could conjure up was Natsume's quiet best friend Ruka. But this Ruka was a girl… maybe the male Ruka's cousin or twin? But that didn't make any sense. Harumi's mind went on overdrive and she continued to frantically search, turning to the notes that she kept hidden in her text message archives from her Natsume informers as Yōichi watched her with amused purplish-blue orbs. Mikan continued to talk and Natsume, who she knew could see all of this happening through the glass panes of the wall separating his office with the front area, ignored them all blissfully.
Then the damned elevator finally decided to ding loudly, everyone in the room turning their heads as a disheveled blonde man walked out with a small tired sigh. "Kaa-san!" came Yōichi's joyful voice, and Harumi watched as her future kid ran into the blonde's awaiting arms.
"Ruka-pyon," Mikan smiled, her talking ceased to a bright smile, "you should've called me before you came!"
"Sorry Mikan," the blonde chuckled, pecking her on the cheek as he smiled back. Traffic was a mess and everything back in the estate is…" he bit down on his lip. Harumi sat there and watched with wide eyes as the usually quiet and polite Yōichi frowned, hugging the man closer while rubbing circles into the man's back with his small palms.
"It's s'kay, kaa-san," Yōichi sniffled, "kaa-san still has Mikan-chan, and tou-san, and Yo-chan!" His smile was watery, "so don't cry, kaa-san!"
"Ruka…" the glass door behind them opened and Natsume stepped in.
His brows were furrowed and he was missing his suit jacket, but what caught everyone's attention was the concerned expression in his oddly colored crimson eyes. Natsume walked forwards until he was in front of the smaller blonde, automatically pulling the other male into a tight hug with Yōichi in the middle, now crying along loudly for a quietly crying Ruka.
"I know this is a sad time for him, but I just can't stop being surprised at how beautiful of a family they make together…" Mikan sniffled, not bothering to get close to the seemingly impenetrable bubble that the men and the small boy created around them. Harumi could just stare at them, a dull thudding in her heart.
"F-family…?"
Mikan turned then, her own eyes, smile watery as she rubbed at them, and sniffed, nodding. "I doubt that you would hear about it, but Natsume's going to propose to Ruka and their family will actually be one big family!"
"…w-what?"
"Isn't it great?" Mikan cheered, her eyes happy but her nose runny from the former tear fest that it seemed the men were still holding in the middle of the lobby. Instead of happy though, Harumi felt like destroying something.
Natsume was gay? She stared at the blonde who pulled away from the hug, still holding onto a crying Yōichi. Taking in his features one by one, she couldn't deny that he was anything less that pretty—but seriously? Natsume was gay?
If they hadn't made some sort of perfect looking family, Harumi would have been tempted to go in there and smite the blonde for even touching her man—
"Haruhi, cancel my meetings for today," Natsume's voice broke her reverie.
Harumi could only blink in surprise, "w-what?"
"I'm going home for the day," Natsume answered, stepping out with his briefcase and jacket slung over his shoulders.
"B-but—!"
Blazing crimson eyes turned in her direction and Harumi forgot to breathe for a moment. Natsume intertwined his hand with the blonde's and nodded at her, eyes narrowing in threat that she knew he would carry out.
"Just do it." Came his firm reply when the elevator doors dinged open. He ushered his family in and nodded again as the door closed on him leaning down to press a chaste kiss to his blonde's lips.
There were so many things that raced through her mind as she stood there, mouth agape like some retarded fish.
"Did he call me Haruhi?"
From the middle of the lobby, Mikan's laugh met her dumbfounded question.
A/N: and yet, here's another one :)
but to tell you all the truth, this one was written a long time ago :0 so next week's chapter might now be on time...
idk you guys, i'm getting a massive writer's block and i don't know how to fix it m(_ _)m
thanks for reading. i'll see you all (hopefully) next week :)