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Chapter 8

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"Commoner movie night!" Tamaki announced, a DVD case in one hand

Everyone looked at him, the club was over and we were all about to leave. Personally I was tired and still a little stressed from having got over daffodil itch about a week ago. But everyone in this club, besides Mori, Kyouya, and Haruhi, had gratuitous amounts of energy.

"What are you talking about?" said the twins. Tamaki smiled.

"I've obtained a commoner horror film, and I propose we all watch it." He said. Haruhi took the DVD case from him and looked at the title.

"The Eye?" I shivered.

"Yes! In order to further our understanding of commoner culture, we shall watch this commoner movie!" he said, a triumphant look on his face. Haruhi looked skeptical.

"And in addition, we shall watch it at Hitomi-chan's house!"

"What?!" I shouted. I thought it was quite presumptuous of him to automatically assume that he could just invite himself to my house.

"Sounds good" said Kyouya.

"But…"

"I want to go to Hitomi-chan's house!" Honey said, smiling.

And so, without my consent or opinion, the decision to have Commoner Movie Night at my house was made. At least it was a good chance to learn more about commoners...

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Later that night

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Everyone was in my living room. Hikaru and Kaoru were lying on a chaise lounge. Tamaki, Haruhi, and Honey (with Bun-Bun) were in their own individual armchairs. And I was stuck on the loveseat, squished in between Kyouya and Mori.

I was extremely uncomfortable the whole film, due to the close-ups of eyes. Close-ups of eyes freak me out terribly, due to a traumatic experience from my childhood. When I was in first grade, kids in my class were throwing things. One kid threw a pencil at the little blonde boy sitting next to me and it stabbed the boy through the eye. I've had a fear of eyes ever since. I'd managed to make it through the movie so far by covering my eyes.

At least this movie is almost over…

Suddenly there was a close-up of glass flying into the main character's eyes. That was the last straw. I freaked out and leapt over the back of the couch, accidentally kicking Kyouya in the face. I darted out of the room.

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.

I was having flashbacks of the little boy in class. The blood gushing from his eye, his high-pitched screaming. I could vividly remember the scarlet droplets of blood on my white dress, how he clawed at me, begging for help. I ran into the dark pantry and sunk to the floor, knees drawn up to my face, shaking and trying to keep my lunch in my stomach. My chest ached and I felt like I was being smothered. Suddenly the pantry was flooded with light. It was Honey and Mori.

"Hitomi-chan? What's wrong?" Honey said as he walked over to me. I couldn't answer him. Honey kneeled down and took my shaking hand. Mori walked over to us.

"Takashi, she's shaking" Honey said. Mori sat down next to me and put his arm around my shoulders. Honey hugged me as best he could, Bun-Bun squished in between us.

"You don't have to be afraid now Hitomi-chan, we're here" Honey said.

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Later

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"I'm really sorry about that everyone. I'll find someway to make it up to you guys." I said. Everyone was gathered in the living room so that I could make a formal apology. Kyouya's glasses were smashed, and needed to be replaced. The twins grinned evilly.

Oh no…

"Well at the very least, you should let us stay the night." Said Hikaru with a smirk.

"No-"

"Since it's so late and all." Said Kaoru with an identical expression.

"But-"

"That's an excellent idea!" Tamaki declared. I sighed.

And so, once again, a decision was made without my consent or opinion.

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I sat up and looked at the clock. The red numbers proclaimed it was 1:24 AM.

Damn insomnia…

I got up and paced for a little bit.

It's probably because I have guests… damn guests…

I sighed and turned, mid-pace to walk down the stairs. Then into the kitchen where I found Honey snooping in the refrigerator.

"Honey? What are you doing?" I asked. Honey looked at me with watery eyes.

"You don't have any cake…" he sniffled, rubbing his eyes on the sleeve of a pair of guest pajamas. I shook my head.

The nerve of some people… snooping around where they're not supposed to…

"I don't eat cake Honey. I'm a vegan." I explained. Honey gave me a puzzled look. I sighed.

"I'm sorry Honey…"

"Well… Well, doesn't your dad eat cake?"

"Yes… but he's been on safari for the past 3 months."

There is some in the main kitchen but…

"Oh…" Honey said, he was frowning.

"We have ice cream" I said. I wanted him to smile, frowns don't suit him. Honey immediately brightened.

"Really?" he said, turning on super ultra cute mode.

"Uh… yeah" I said.

Soy ice cream…

I walked over to the freezer and got out the carton. Then I got out two bowls (the good china) and two spoons (freshly polished) and made us each a bowl. Honey took his bowl gratefully and started to eat. I took a bite as well.

I looked at him and smiled.

He's so cute!

Honey looked up at me and smiled. I looked away, blushing because he caught me staring.

"Thank you very much for the ice cream!"

"You're welcome. But you know, you really shouldn't snoop in people's refrigerators."

"I know, but I wanted something sweet" he said. And then I noticed something.

"Where is Bun-Bun?" I asked Honey. Honey gasped.

"I left Bun-Bun in my room!" he sat down his bowl and ran off to get Bun-Bun. I shook my head. About 50 seconds after Honey left, Mori came in, clad in nothing but pajama bottoms and Bun-Bun in his hand. He looked frantic.

"Mori?"

"Is Honey in here?"

"He just left to look for Bun-Bun… I'm sure he'll come back… I made him some ice cream." I said. Mori seemed to relax.

"Oh…" he said. He walked in and sat on one of the stools pushed up against the island, setting Bun-Bun on the counter. He looked at me.

"Ice cream?"

"It's soy ice cream."

"Oh."

There was an awkward silence between us.

"Why does every not-conversation between us always end in awkward silences?" I asked.

Mori just shrugged.

"And you still don't talk to me…" I said.

"Nothing to say." He said. I sighed.

"Jerk…" I muttered under my breath.

"Harlot…" Mori said quietly. I was shocked. Outraged even.

"What did you call me?!" I yelled. Mori had a small smile. I realized he was just teasing me. My rage faded.

"Would you like some ice cream?" I asked. Mori nodded. I made him a bowl and sat on the stool next to him. Mori ate some of the ice cream.

"Do you like sweet things like Honey?"

"Not really."

"Oh"

"This ice cream is okay" he said. I smiled.

"Good."

How strange… I never thought I'd be sitting in my kitchen eating vegan ice cream with Mori.

And then I laughed at the entirety of the situation. Mori looked at me.

"I never thought I'd be sitting in my kitchen eating ice cream with you." I said. It was silent for a while.

"Neither did I."

"Things always happen that you never expect." I said, taking a bite of my ice cream.

"I guess so." He said, also taking a bite. I looked at Bun-Bun.

"I wonder where Honey is… if he doesn't hurry up his ice cream will melt." I said. Mori got up, scraped his ice cream into my bowl and picked up Bun-Bun.

"I'll go find him." He said.

"Oh… okay…" I said.

"Good night." He said and he left. He winked at me and I blushed. I scraped all of the remaining ice cream back into the carton, put it away and put the dishes in the sink. I sat on the stool again and sighed.

Men…All they ever do is fuck with your mind…

I was both embarrassed and angry at Mori for teasing me like that. I sighed.

Can't live with them or without them…

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This is my longest chapter so far… please review… I read somewhere that Mori is a little flirtatious when he's tired. So... yeah...