Letters written in ink
Chapter two
The gown
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Haruhi walked hesitantly into the third music room when the school day was over. She had not seen Kyouya at all during the day, and her mind was still reeling from what he confessed yesterday.
The girl stopped just inside the doorway, and looked around the room silently. The large spacious room was lit up, but no one was inside, sitting down. This puzzled Haruhi. She walked further into the room then stopped when she saw a letter on the table.
Upon reaching said table, she frowned when she saw that her name was written in elegant script on the pale purple envelope. She ran a hand over the envelope, curiously before she ripped it open.
Glancing at the stiff, expensive paper, she saw more of the elegant writing on it. Reading the first two lines of the paper, she knew this was from Kyouya. She flushed but continued to read.
Dearest Haruhi,
I don't expect you soon to love me,Nor are my own feelings is the ornate entranceTo a world we crave and cannot know where this will take us,Nor whether we will ride for long,But pleasure is the overtureThat flows into the larger come with me with open mindAnd heart, and we the time will proveWith laughter and with joy unfettered,And, perhaps, someday with love.
-Kyouya
When Haruhi finished reading the letter, she clutched it close to her chest, a small smile present on her face. She put her head down, flushing pink, her mind racing, trying to sort out her thoughts about the raven haired boy. She was so deep into thought she didn't notice when someone came into the room, or when a hand landed on her shoulder.
"Haruhi?" the voice asked, sounding concerned. This startled Haruhi, causing her to jump forward and let out a small yelp. The girl spun around so quickly her neck hurt.
"Tamaki-sempai?" Haruhi questioned when she saw who startled her. Her breathing was labored, and her face was flushed. Adrenalin pumped through her veins still, making her hear the blood rushing under her skin.
"Im sorry Haruhi. I didn't mean to scare you, I thought you heard me come in" Tamaki said, quilt in his voice. He watched her wave his apology off.
"Its alright sempai. I was off in lala land" Haruhi said looking down at the crumpled letter in her fist. She smiled a bit when Tamaki asked "What's lala land? I've never heard of it…"
"Its like a figure of speech sempai. It means that my mind was elsewhere." She said, reaching for the envelope that had fallen to the floor. Before she could reach it however, Tamaki grabbed it for you.
He looked at the ripped paper curiously and confused. "This is Kyouya's handwriting." He said looking at Haruhi. "What did he give you?" He asked next, causing Haruhi to blush.
"N-nothing!" She stuttered quickly, grabbing the envelope from the blondes hands. She stuffed the letter in it, then stuffed the two in her jacket pocket. Tamaki pouted but stopped when Haruhi asked "Where is everyone else?"
Tamaki looked around then said "I suppose there all still getting dressed up for today's theme." He looked around then walked over to the door to the hallway to grab a large bag. "The theme is mostly just dressing up to get ready for the Christmas holiday. This was actually Kyouya's idea…I had suggested us all dressing up as reindeer" He said handing the bag to her, a small pout on his face.
He started to grin though when Haruhi looked at the bag curiously. "Open it up Haruhi! Mommy picked this out for you, and daddy thinks it will look wonderful on our daughter!" He exclaimed excitedly, clapping his hands together like a little kid.
Unzipping the bag, Haruhi almost gasped out loud when she saw what was inside. She pulled out a layered and embroidered full ball gown skirt that was a shimmering purple. The dress had a Sweetheart neckline and a lace up corset back. The dress also had gorgeous detailing in sparkling beading and tiny sequins. Lifting the dress more, Haruhi noticed it was also strapless.
She looked at Tamaki with awe in her eyes. "This…this is… This must have cost a fortune! I cant possibly wear it" She said looking back down at the dress with longing in her eyes. 'I would love to wear something like this before I died' she thought, running her hand over the expensive satin fabric.
Tamaki waved her comment off and said "Go put it on Haruhi. Our guests will be arriving soon. Oh, and I believe the twins have a wig for you also" He shrugged and heading off to the changing rooms that were through a door to the far right.
Haruhi sighed but followed after him, careful not to let the dress drag along the floor. She gasped when she felt a pair of arms wrap around her from behind. "Haruhi" the voice breathed, and Haruhi instantly knew who it was. She relaxed her shoulder and said softly "Kyouya-sempai…you must have spent a lot of money on this dress…I don't know if I can wear it…I might accidentally ruin it" She tilted her head to look at him, her chestnut eyes wide.
Kyouya smiled and shook his head. "Its alright Haruhi…I want to see you wear something like this…You may never get a chance to wear this again" The young Ootori said softly, making Haruhi look down.
Kyouya sighed but said "I scheduled you a appointment to meet with my family's best doctor later tomorrow afternoon. But we'll talk about this later, go get changed" He pulled away from Haruhi and went to nudge her along but frowned when she didn't move. "I read your letter…" She said quietly looking down, her face beginning to burn. "Is what you wrote true?" She asked now looking up at him, her expression guarded.
Kyouya sighed but nodded. "It is…But like I said before Haruhi…we can talk about this later. Our guests will be arriving soon" He spoke to her softly, a small ghost of a smile forming on his face as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
Kyouya watched Haruhi nod and walk towards a empty changing room, the dress he picked for her held in her arms still. He smiled and thought 'Part one of my plan in progress'.