HUNNY P.O.V
My head pounded and I slump down in my chair, and rest my face against the cool wood of the desk. Tears swim in my eyes, but I blink them back. Haru-chan wouldn't want us to cry, but how can we not? She's gone... How could this happen? Why must it happen to Haruhi? Why couldn't this happen to anyone else? All of us in the host club would gladly take her place, that was one thing I knew for sure. I would give up anything to get her back... It hurt so much, thinking of my dear friend. I close my eyes, and slowly inhale and exhale, trying to calm myself. I need to be strong now. For Takashi. I glance behind me to see how he is doing. I expect to be met the familiar sight of his normal emotionless mask, but instead see him falling apart. His jaw quivers, and his shoulders are slumped. His hands are shaking in tight fists in his lap. I hesitate to look into his eyes,but eventually i look up into his grey eyes and i am met with eyes swimming with unspilled tears, and poorly masked emotions. He stares blankly into the distance, as mixed emotions cross his face. Anger. Denial. Hurt. Fear. Pain and loss stayed in his eyes though, as did the tears swimming in his eyes, threatening to spill down his cheeks. He notices my gaze fixated on him, and bows his head. I make a small anguished noise, and my teachers eyes dart to mine.
"Haninozuka-san?" She questions."Yes?" I mutter in a small, flat voice. "Are you all right,dear? You look a tad pale…" She looks on in concern and I nod my head sharply, then briskly turn away. She doesn't know yet, obviously. She hasn't heard the news of the loss of the princess. " Haru-chan…" I whisper, small tears dripping off of my cheeks. From her perch in the seat next to me, a nameless, faceless regular of Tamaki's watches me. "Hunny-sempai? Whats wrong?" the girl stares at me with wide,concerned eyes. "Nothing. Mind your work." I wince at the sharpness in my tone, and then turn away to watch Takashi again.
He is still slumped down in his seat with his head bowed, and to any on-lookers he appears to be asleep. The girls behind him titter, giggling at Takashi's sleeping form. I examine him more closely. He's not asleep. His breathing is much too ragged and shallow for him to be sleeping, and his shoulders are squeezed in, as if protecting himself. I close my eyes, and turn away. I cant bear to watch him like this. I lost my onee-chan, But Takashi lost something much more than a big sister. He lost the one person he loved. He hadn't even had the chance to tell her that he cherished her so very much. Takashi was so silent, always watching and waiting, but he waited to long, and then she was gone. Suddenly, the bell rings, and i wince. Opening my eyes to face this harsh reality. I stand and turn to walk beside Takashi.
But he's already gone.