Chapter Three
Dear mom…I thought I knew that the longest ride of my life is going to happen today. I don't know but I can't make myself not regret my actions even though it's the only decision I have left thereof. Now, I have to suffer this cold awkwardness that is suffocating me along with the air circulating within this premise. Why do I get the feeling that after I stepped in, I'm indebted a thousand folds more? But even so, if it's the only way I can get through this then I think I just shouldn't bother about it too much. After all, I can endure this suffocating destitution than having to vomit in Tamaki-senpai's car. I'm totally sick. My stomach has been swirling from a while ago. This motion-sickness must be another symptom from my cold…
"Haruhi…" a voice called out to pull her back to the reality—which is inside a running Maybach. She turned her gaze to the guy on the other end of the rear seat and surprisingly he was handing a box to her.
"Hmm?" Haruhi couldn't figure the sudden offer but in the end, she took the box anyway. "What's this?"
"Open it."
"This looks like the pendant from the accessory you gave me as souvenir from France."
"Those earrings and bracelet are the Georgian-inspired version of the first set I gave you. One of the earrings' hook had tangled itself to the body of the bracelet during the travel so I had it repaired at a trusted establishment that takes care of our antiques. I completely forgot to follow it up to you until the antique gallery reminded me this morning."
"Ttthhiiisss sstt-sttuff and the previous one are aannttiquesss?" Haruhi's face blanched out from staring at the jewelry that rests on top of her palms and twitchingly faced her senpai as if her neck was solid rock.
"Was that unforeseen? I assumed you already became aware of it because of its Victorian design. Very well, put them on already." He demanded.
"N-no, I can't possibly wear it" Haruhi protested in full apprehension.
"Just do it. It's free of charge since it's yours. Besides you are quite plain above waist level." Kyouya gave her the cold and indifferent tone she has already seen before. It wasn't convincing enough to make her put on the earrings but boreal enough to send chills down her spine—a warning from her body that she should not go against that tone.
Within a minute, Haruhi carefully detached the pieces from the black box with her fingers that were joggling a little from hesitation. The surmount can obviously be detached from the dramatic elongated dropping design of yellow gold that holds all of the subtle pinks and pale yellow greens of topaz and chrysoberyl stones of different sizes. It looks so ethereal and surprisingly versatile as it is detachable from the dropping design but Haruhi can only guess that the order meant was for her to wear it just like a mass of chandelier that it is. She sighed at the thought of arduous security she has to provide for it all night long. It feels like it's dragging her ears down too. The bracelet was as protuberant as well. Remarking that the one she had at home was delicately a slimmer version which was easier to take care of.
"Uhh..Well, thank you…again…for the accessories Kyouya-senpai…and for the ride too." Haruhi tried her best not to stammer but she couldn't concentrate on talking while she tried to lock the bracelet with so much difficulty.
"You're quite welcome." He replied lackadaisically as he stared out the window resting his chin like a ball on his palm. When he heard that the girl beside him has successfully clicked the lock shut, he added "So you hate riding with Tamaki so badly…that's in a way, intriguing…"
"N-no I… I just think your car is already upfront and…it got suddenly windy too." Haruhi intellectualized by recalling facts of probable causes.
"I see." Kyouya responded with finality. His eyes never left the window as true enough he may be slightly intrigued by the manner Haruhi shoved off Tamaki this time…he just couldn't bring himself any more interested to interrogate more.
With his acceptance, Haruhi was relieved. She can't think of other viable reasoning, let alone to evaluate whether her answer was convincing enough or not…it's just her luck that Kyouya didn't show interest at all.
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"What is the meaning of this?!" Tamaki was wailing again soon after he realized that the host club and ninety five percent of the guests are casually embellished. "You traitors! You purposely made me look out of place!" he agitatedly pointed fingers back-and forth to the twins and occasionally to the seniors.
Kyouya and Haruhi, on the other hand has just stepped out of the car… being last who followed the black Lamborghini that was also tailing the directions lead by the Suoh's vehicle.
"Stop blaming us! It's your fault your brain didn't recognize what we were wearing! You deviated on your will!" Hikaru disapproved.
"Yeah! Besides, nobody really cares. Look…there are even gramps and grannies who looked like they're fresh from mountaineering!" Kaoru quickly added support to his twin implying to the older couple who were chatting near the glass fireplace.
"Probably the reason why Haruhi's increasingly repulsed by you today!" Hikaru laughed teasingly.
"What?! You little!" Tamaki outrageously protested while Hunny and Mori holds him back from clobbering Hikaru.
"You're incoherently flamboyant…are you running for congress?!" Kaoru continued the banter as he and his twin manically laughed, walking out from their leader's pointless cries and headed to get some drinks.
"Tamaki, is there really a need for such clamor? You're an embarrassment instead of a proxy." A cold-blooded comment given by Kyouya who have just adjusted his glasses and pressing more to massage his forehead with the same finger.
"You heartless betrayer!" Tamaki snarled with his face inches away from him…with reference to the Haruhi-related-chauffeuring incident they had earlier. He didn't realize he almost stepped on Haruhi's feet on the process and fended her off to Kyouya's other side. As soon as he took notice of the swiveling ombre mulet skirt, he followed it to the other side, thus, it immediately went back to where it was…and he followed again. Haruhi and Tamaki are mutely circling the man wearing glasses which is obviously declaring her avoidance from him.
"Stop. You're nauseating me." Kyouya put an end to Tamaki's miserable dilemma of Haruhi shunning him away. He stepped out from the hypothetical loop they've made and walked beside the two senpais while waiting for the drinks the twins are making them.
Much for Haruhi' dismay, Tamaki grabbed her hand detaining her in place. She froze and was wishing so despairingly that she didn't leave her armor of paperbag in the car. It definitely could come in handy for whatever her reflex might make her do.
"Haruhi? Is there something wrong? You're hands are cold and your face seem blazing red. Are you feeling alright?" Tamaki asked with overflowing concern. Not letting go of Haruhi's hand, he bumped his forehead to hers. "You don't seem to have a fever."
Haruhi immediately wheeled her eyeballs to the floor, thinking she might explode as his gaze came too close while their temples are glued. Her heartbeat is almost damaging her ears, her back is sweating, her stomach is in a whirlpool…nothing of which seems to be apparent to the others (for which she's very thankful of). Except for one thing,
"WAAAHH?! YOUR TEMPERATURE HAS SUDDENLY INCREASED? WE SHOULD CALL AN AMBULANCE! THIS IS TERRIBLE! YOUR FACE IS IN FLAME!" Tamaki is hysterically in tears thus attracting a bit of attention—all especially due to the last words he said. Both of them propelled from each other…a normal reflex from both Tamaki's shock and Haruhi's agitation.
"NOO! I'M OKAY!" Haruhi looked side to side seeing people eyeing her in concern and confusion. She's cupping her cheek to examine if her face has really betrayed her. She then made a run for it. "As I thought, I think I'm ill! Going to the bathroom!"
"Haruhi! It's okay, don't be afraid! Daddy will go with you!" the tall blond darted a chase trying to catch her in his arms… making Haruhi almost crying, "Please don't come close to meeee!"
"Hmm…What do you think Takashi?" the seniors took a moment to deliberate watching from a distance. The tallest companion didn't seem to voice a response. Pretending he did, the smallest boy continued brooding over the two. "That's right…", he started muttering to himself, "…Like I thought. Haru-chan has been acting weird since then. I don't know what happened between her and Tama-chan...but…it may be 'that'." He shared his thoughts to his towering ally.
"Oh it is 'that'. If you want proof, look…" the bespectacled underclassman couldn't help but take part of the conversation. "…Hikaru is in a terrible mood." Kyouya continued as he pointed out to the twin who was spilling the drinks from his shaking one-arm grip while his brother is attempting to help him resolve his short temper.
"Wow that looks great Kao-chan and Hika-chan! What do you call these drinks?" Hunny-senpai asked to lighten up Hikaru's mood.
"These are alcohol-free cocktails! We made a pair of each combination! You can try this strawberry and grenadine flavored mix Hunny-senpai! Hikaru made the same glass for Haruhi! That one is sweet, and it's your favorites too!" Kaoru cheered up and handed the drink to his senior.
"And I'll drug this idiot's glass with poison to make sure that blockhead shuts up for goo—AWWW!", something stopped Hikaru while he was flickering a small packet of powder he pulled out from his prank pocket. He just got his head knocked by his twin's fist making him sooth it with his fingers. That was a heavy fist.
"Knock it off Hikaru. You are kinda making yourself obvious." Kaoru stopped his twin from starting an annihilative scheme.
"But why not?" Kyouya inquired, "to all of us, it's already obvious. Well of course, aside from those two who're running all over the place. I personally think it doesn't make any difference."
"How naïve Kyouya-senpai…" Kaoru started his persiflage. "For Hikaru to make Haruhi turn around, he has to do it insidiously. It's no good if he overwhelms her with his jealousy right away."
Hikaru himself was shocked with his own embarrassment caused by his brother who had just betrayed him by making him the prey of these gossip-hungry vultures of club members. He has positioned himself for revenge, balling Kaoru's head with his trembling hand. The twin didn't seem to care and continued his speech,
"Because at any rate, if he were to confess now, he definitely is rejected!" Kaoru ignored the sharp arrow stabbing Hikaru's chest at the moment and added some more while his brother is strangulated with shock from his knifelike words. Thus, "From what I can see, there's no way Haruhi thinks of Hikaru as anything more than a friend…"
"Kaaaaoooorrruuuuuu!" Hikaru's eyes are twitching as he pulled his brother's face to his. His arm evidently convulsing as he said through his gritted teeth "No matter how you look at it….you're saying too much!"
"You're jittering so bad Hikaru you spilled Haruhi's drink. Go make her a new one!" Kaoru ordered.
"Damn it." Hikaru turned away being careful not to hit people with the tray he's holding.
"Ne, you're really hard with him Kao-chan…" Hunny observed as the four of them surveyed Hikaru who was a couple of meters from them.
"Yes, I'm brutally caressing him…that's the whip of love I suppose. Leave him to me!" Kaoru justified making a peace sign. Few seconds passed and the four of them caught a glimpse of Haruhi running away from Tamaki again and right now they're at the second floor bumping over people. Kaoru sighed, "But more than that, the problem is Haruhi's demeanor towards the boss. Look, she's obviously agitated and awkward around him", pointing out to the two.
"Yes she is!" Hunny giggled for the affirmation of his suspicion.
"She has mentioned something like she is "ill". Apparently, Haruhi is unaware of it herself…"Kyouya shapes a hook with his index finger and brought it up his chin to flash a scholarly look. "But given that she is slow…Haruhi isn't as stupid as Tamaki. There is a possibility that something will make her realize it."
Kaoru shifted his gazed down longingly and wondered of his brother, "…you know…I'm definitely on Hikaru's side but…I won't disregard Haruhi's feelings….so if Haruhi…has something for the boss…and she becomes aware of it herself…I know I can't make myself go against her choice…" he looked at his brother at a distance who is still trying his best to make Haruhi a seemingly unique drink.
"Kaoru…" Mori spoke for the first time, holding sympathy for the younger member.
"BUT!" Kaoru recovered right away, spirit's burning with flames as he clenched his fist up in midair, proclaiming, "That's why I certainly think that there's no need for a floater to give her hints on purpose!" he turned to face back his senpais and extended a 'number one' sign with his point finger. "Especially YOU Kyouya-senpai! DON'T! Just because you're the boss's ally doesn't mean you can give her unnecessary advice! And that applies to advices towards the boss too! With that said, let us leave everything unfold in a natural process…" Kaoru ended with a conclusion.
"Who said I was an ally of a moron? In addition, I think the one who's making an unnatural blueprint out of this is you. Anyway, do whatever you want…" Kyouya sighed indifferently, "There is a more important investigation I have to take care of so I'm busy anyway… please excuse me." He clutched his dark blazer over his shoulder and walked away from the scene.
Hikaru has already cooled down and came back with a new cocktail…only to find the three club members growing a big question mark on top of their heads.
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Haruhi has finally escaped the chase from Tamaki when Kyouya called and asked if he would rather help him out accommodating some of their fathers' business partners who have just noticed their presence. Letting out a sigh of relief, she leaned over the veranda, being thankful of the peaceful ambiance she is sharing with two dainty old women having leisurely talk while seated on the woven wicker chairs. She touched her ears, consciously checking on her solid gold jewelry. At first she thought of how unmatched it was to her but then again, her 'sickness' didn't fail to boss her thoughts towards inadmissible matters. Nevertheless, this time, she decided to succumb to it.
So this jewelry is a match to what Kyouya-senpai gave me before, huh? I already knew his taste is grand but I never would've assumed he'd pick out extravagant antiques for souvenirs. I wonder how much this cost. I can never get out of debt zone, can I? I remember the time he gave it to me with the chocolates nonetheless, Tamaki-senpai was enraged. Hmmm...Him again? Seriously brain will you cut it out?! But anyway, Kyouya-senpai was obviously teasing him for some reason. He didn't bring him his Eifel Tower miniature—which, by asking for one, clearly affirms that he didn't go to France with the rest of the second years.
None of us knew until we saw him that Monday morning walking along the hallway aimlessly whilst the rest of the school is having regular classes inside the classroom. The second years were supposed to start their class on the afternoon, considering they might still have their jet-lags. When we got out of the room to walk towards our next class for the morning, Hikaru and Kaoru atrociously grabbed him by the collar and made him explain his presence. He was stupid enough to say he didn't know that they were supposed to be going to school after lunch and if we saw Kyouya already. We were all suspicious of him starting that for he could've known where Kyouya-senpai was if they really went home together, right? And it just so happens that Hunny-senpai and Mori-senpai passed by us while going to their next class as well. The five of us were shocked when Hunny-senpai said that he thought Kyouya have just messaged him that Tamaki has severe diarrhea so he went home a day earlier. The idiot even confused the announcement as Kyouya-senpai having the diarrhea. Now that was very very very suspicious. He ended up having to sit-in on Hunny- and Mori-senpai's class before lunch break because the twins chased him off as a lying scoundrel.
We all had lunch together at the clubroom but everybody was upset because they can't shake off the feeling that Tamaki-senpai lied about going to France. Everybody was worried of him, and that time I didn't know the story behind yet. Kyouya-senpai arrived and extinguished the dark cloud inside the room before it could've eaten Tamaki-senpai alive. Everyone was excited with the souvenirs…and yes, just like what I've said earlier, the idiot was unreasonably excited about the souvenirs as well. That moment, the boys were sure he didn't really go to France at all and they ignored him pretending to be all excited with their gifts. Although I wasn't pretty sure back then why they were so sensitive about Tamaki-senpai going to France but surely, Hikaru and Kaoru were wheeling me to be interested with the books they've just received, thus making sure I'd ignore Tamaki-senpai too. We went to the window side of the club room leaving Kyouya-senpai and Tamaki-senpai on the couch having tea.
I couldn't quite well hear their discreet conversation but I couldn't help but hear parts of it—not that I could understand any meaning of it let alone I'm interested. But it was obvious to me that no matter how busily Hikaru, Kaoru, Hunny-senpai and Mori-senpai babble about their presents, they too are uncomfortably eavesdropping.
I heard Kyouya-senpai mentioning he met a blond woman. I guess he mentioned she has a son too. Those were just the things I was able to comprehend until Hunny-senpai asked out loud if the woman was in good health. Everybody waited for the answer but I was surprised of how they all we're relieved of their uneasiness after hearing it. We were not close from where the two of them were seated so I couldn't make myself sure if Tamaki-senpai was in tears.
After knowing about Tamaki-senpai's family and looking back on how the club was anxious and worried of him going back to France….there is really a lot of things I don't know about Tamaki-senpai. He's always so cheerful yet he carries such a heavy lump of darkness inside. If I were in his place, could I stop myself from hating my grandmother? But like Kyouya-senpai said, he has already overcome it. And the host-club will be his safe place no matter what. I'm often told I am insensitive but I hope he really is alright.
"Haruhi", Kaoru called out breaking her serenity. "What are you doing alone outside?"
"Kaoru? Where's Hikaru?"
"He's right there with Hunny-senpai. Mori-senpai unexpectedly bumped on his uncle who happens to be part of this society." Kaoru answered discreetly as if to gossip.
"Oh. What do you got?" Haruhi asked about the drinks Kaoru was holding in both hands.
"These are what Hikaru and I made. Have a sip of both then pick which one you like!" Kaoru offered Haruhi both the drinks from his left and right. Currently, Haruhi is having a taste of what he made. He intentionally mixed something that was a bit bitter. Then Haruhi tried the one from Kaoru's other hand. That was what she picked. The strawberry-orangey flavored drink.
"I'll take this one. Thanks!" She continued sipping her glass.
"Hikaru made that one. I guess he earns one point! Kaoru retorted making an impression that it was another competition both of them had come up with. He took his sip on the glass he claimed to be his after Hauhi's refusal.
"Yeah? I never would've guessed. I thought between the two of you, he'd make something prank-tasting than a sweet one." Haruhi shivered giving her matter-of-factly comment.
"You're cold? Then why are you hanging out here? Come one let's join the others. Good thing you're not on the other veranda facing the lake." Kaoru patted her on the head and pushed her shoulders so that they were both walking towards the sliding door. "Sorry we couldn't give you a jacket. We had to put on easy to wear button-up shirts to make it easier for Hikaru's injury."
"Don't worry about it. Really. It's a good timing. It doesn't make me seem overdressed. Where are they?" Haruhi was simply propping her head out looking for Hikaru and Hunny.
"Overdressed? Hahaha! Honestly, you're not the one who's to be worried about that! Come on. This way." Kaoru pulled her free hand towards the left where two boys are seated on a woven lounge waiting for them.
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Finally, right before the sun could set, Kyouya had Tamaki for himself. The conversation they had with a few guests has just ceased fired leaving both of them by themselves amidst the crowd. Kyouya had been drinking the beverage he picked out from the tray the twins presented earlier and for some reason, he couldn't make himself finish the unusual flavor.
"Tamaki", he spoke right away, taking the chance before an interruption comes forth again. "Is there something you might consider of making me aware about?
"Hmmm, well…I… thank you for yesterday. You stopped me from going to France." Tamaki answered in a forlorn mood.
Kyouya raised an eyebrow making Tamaki aware that being grateful isn't exactly what he was wanting to hear. He took a sip again from his flute glass.
"Uhh…yesterday…Lady Ec… no, I thought—" Tamaki stuttered seeming confused how he would start.
"Is that where you've been this morning? She hasn't come back to France yet?" Kyouya picked him up from his loss of words.
"Yes. Yes, I actually brought a bouquet of flowers with me."
"Did you see her then?"
"No. Not really. Her butler said she didn't want to see anybody too since last night. I honestly didn't expect she'd abandon her flight as well."
"What exactly did she say to you, Tamaki? Why the sudden rush to France? You said your grandmother has forgiven your mother?" Kyouya asked with so much curiosity.
"Where'd you hear that? I didn't say that my grandmother 'exactly' absolved my mom. I haven't seen her ever since she made me accompany Lady Éclair. Remember the afternoon of Ouran Fair's first day? Actually, Lady Éclair proposed a way for me to see my mom again. She said that if I were to marry her, the Suoh family would absolutely forgive my mom. I thought about it, and I can see why she came up to that conclusion."
"Shima-san told me."
"Oh yeah I could've mentioned it to her that way but…"
"So marrying yourself off for business relations just in case your mother will be forgiven afterwards was sane enough for you? You aren't even guaranteed of the prize yet you jumped on the chance right away. Really, Tamaki, stop being your usual thoughtless self on matters like these."
The scolding made Tamaki scratch his head, muttering "…but it was really convincing."
"Tell me, rumor has it that your mother has been hiding, right? So how come a famous family knows where she resides when no one in the world does, especially the Suoh's? Truly, if your mom was to hide, she'd be discrete so that there's not even a single prominent family that would learn of her whereabouts. And believe me when I say…I know hard it is to find her."
Tamaki felt like crying not only because his friend has outsmarted him but also because he was moved that Kyouya really intended to search for his mother when he was out for their fieldtrip. Thinking back from long ago, he totally forgot about that incident when Lady Éclair's blinding offer clouded his mind. He hugged his friend who almost spilled his glass with his sudden assault. Tamaki is really in tears now, loudly mumbling incomprehensible crying noise and burying his face on his best friend's shoulder like a lost child who's found his mom.
"Tamaki, you moron, get off me" Kyouya said calmly, faking a smile to people watching trying to conceal his obvious outraged protest.
"Well well well, what do we have here?" just as Kyouya expected, interruption wasn't far of its way when Hikaru and the rest of the group found the two of them once again.
"Looks like mommy and daddy is having a moment" Kaoru added to his twin's teasing.
"Whatever." answered back the cold voice. "Could someone just help me un-cling this pathetic idiot. You are indisputably harassing me with unutterable shame. Remove your messy face at once before it ruins my shirt!" Kyouya painstakingly tried to break free from Tamaki's embrace.
Everyone laughed with Kyouya's failed efforts until they heard an unfamiliar ringtone buzzing.
"Whose cellphone is that?" Hikaru asked but everybody seemed to be oblivious. It rang some more until one of them figured it out.
"It's coming from Tamaki's pocket." Mori senpai pointed the fact.
"Oh yeah?" Tamaki looked questioningly as he slowly released his grip of Kyouya then panicked as soon as it sunk in that it was really his. "Oh yeah! It's mine!" his hands rummaging throughout his body searching for that pocket.
"How come you don't know it's yours?" Kyouya asked as he was fixing his collar and dusting of his shoulder.
"Because, I got a new one! I still have the same number though don't worry… Help me out guys, where is it?!" Tamaki fidgeted. His ears following where the sound comes from before it disappears.
"Hold on boss, you idiot stop moving!" Hikaru suggested as Mori, Hunny and Kaoru held him to place.
"It's in the inside pocket of your coat Tama-chan!" Hunny exclaimed.
"What happened to your old one boss?" Kaoru inquired.
"Oh. It's my dad calling. Uhm, Lady Éclair threw it in the aquarium, my phone." Tamaki made sure to answer the question before finally picking up his phone saying hello. He excused himself just a few feet away to make himself hear more from the other line.
"Oh man. Now that he's mentioned…that woman is quite evil, you know." Hikaru opened up.
"Talk about stingy." Kaoru translated though made it a bit more vague.
"What happened to her? She got back to France right?" Hunny asked and Mori blandly agreed.
"Apparently, she did not. According to what I've researched last night, she did not pursue his flight back and is still checked in to the same hotel. Tamaki himself gave her a visit this morning but she refused to see him."
"Was that where you came from too Kyouya-senpai? Weren't you together with Tamaki-senpai this morning?" Haruhi tried to confirm.
"I had another business to take care of…the Newspaper Club's Monday article, to be precise. Have you forgotten about how you obviously showed yourself as a girl during the ball? I had to make sure that the article doesn't involve anything related to that. Unless of course, you want to spill the beans…I can always make a call to Akira Komatsuzawa." Kyouya almost made it sound like a threat with the way he pushed aback his glasses and tilted the light to cover his eyes. Although, between him and Haruhi, he still didn't hear exactly whether or not she'd quit the host club. The last time...she aimlessly talked back to his father instead to him.
"Oh yeah. About that. But…but the host club is still on right? I mean, since the boss is back already. He didn't really mean what he said first nor did he come back just to finish the fair, right?" Hikaru addressed everybody warily.
"I worried about that for a moment too. But isn't it non-verbally agreed that we are to move forward?" Hunny suggested. His eyes were half closed and looking down as if drowning with his own thoughts and emotions.
"Kyouya-senpai, what should we do?" asked Kaoru.
"Well, we already did something, didn't we? Evidently, Tamaki is at the same stance as us since he chose to stay here. Let's just keep it at that". Kyouya reassured them.
"Whhhhyyyy that rotten deceitful old scumbag!" Tamaki had an outburst which had the rest turn to his direction.
"What is it boss?" Kaoru asked but didn't wait for the answer. Hikaru already creeped his arm around Tamaki and snatched his phone out of hand. "Mind if we explore this new model?" the prowling twin managed to ask for consent. "Looks like you have voicemails. Oooopppps!" the brothers said in chorus as they tapped on the play instead of exit. Accidental or not, it's a mischievous mystery. Thus, the message voiced:
"Tamaki? Are you already having fun? Oh, I forgot to tell you…the party is an informal event. I hope you're comfortable with what you're wearing. But since you didn't pick up, I assume you're already playing with your friends. Okay son, I have to set off." Bleeeeep.
"So that's why you're squeamish" Hunny chuckled over the accidental discovery that he heard.
"Tamaki, do you know where your father is going?" Kyouya asked.
"No I don't!" Came a quick and bitter reply. It made Kyouya fall into deeper thoughts once again.
"Look! There's a lot of voicemails from Kyouya-senpai too!" Hikaru pointed out.
"All not more than two seconds. Except one...this is seven seconds." Kaoru manipulated the phone and positioned it between his and Hikaru's ear to hear a message that was nothing more than a blistering thud. "Aww! That thump broke my eardrum!"
"That's what you get out of prying too much." Kyouya snapped a canny remark.
"Yeah right." Haruhi whispered a sarcasm thinking that if it's because of being nosy, then Kyouya must've heard machine guns and nuclear bomb explosions already. Subsequently, Kyouya being as snoop as he is, picked up Haruhi's subtle mumbles as if he's just been inside her brain.
"You said something Haruhi?" He asked giving instantaneous chills down Haruhi's spine.
She froze a bit feeling stupid as to forget about his ability, to pry inside people's heads, when she was just scorning about it. "Uhhh…nothing…I said it's getting chilly, don't you think?" she sweat-dropped hoping her escape from Kyouya's frosty and accusing inquiry was a success.
"Cold you say? Then Haruhi…you must take daddy's coat! After all I'm sure that feeling of chills is due to Kyouya's frightening face…" Tamaki took off his coat, reached it out to Haruhi, which she pretended she didn't see, while he continued his ceremonial speech walking in circles and wavering around the rejected piece of clothing. He failed to notice that Haruhi walked out on him already, excusing herself to everyone but him. "…he's just being defensive because his voicemails were heard by his own children—who he never wanted to worry about him getting kicked out of the house. And so, there he was…calling for me over and over during the misty morning to seek shelter and reverse the abandonment he felt over the night of which I have failed to take-!"
"Shut…him…up!" Kyouya fervently pointed to the twins, who happened to be the pole Tamaki has been circling around, before the idiot continues to shower him with shame in front of the public.
The pair automatically grasped the situation their Shadow King was getting into and immediately jumped on Tamaki, tangling three able arms to his, and with the help of two tinier set of hands, closed Tamaki's mouth with ease. The tall blond was startled with the arm-draping and the sudden shoulder-riding that he's now giving to the mini senpai that was fastened on him care of the assistance from the tallest member of the group. When the four of them accomplished the forceful seizing, they didn't disregard the possibility of the original matter.
"Your dad kicked you out of the house?" the twins chorused a whisper not wanting to add more as the other guests might have heard a bit of their ruckus already. Some have been peeking on them occasionally while still in conversation with acquaintances.
Kyouya said a blunt and plump "NO." answering the twins with the mark of finality in his tone. He walked himself near them and pressed a finger on Tamaki's forehead—who's like a starfish restlessly trying to break free. The fidgeting stopped as the exalted 'death glare' has locked itself straight through the pair of indigo eyes. "You imbecile. How many times in a night must you make a scene and subject me to your drunken fool's paradise?! I already told you I wasn't." he took back his finger to push back his glasses on the bridge of his nose. "Oh man, you're giving me a headache." He walked away, excusing himself, clearly needing a breath of air. Everybody froze in fright on Tamaki's behalf—sincerely feeling the shame from the standpoint of their vice president and feeling the terror from stance of their president.
"Maamaaa! Don't go! Waaiiii—" The tall blond was trying to reach out but immediately silenced by a pink stuffed bunny hovering in front of his lips. The small senpai mentally demanded, "Stop it Tama-chan! You're summoning the demon lord!" An exclamation all four weirdly heard inside their heads, wondering if it was imaginary or simply blutoothed.
"Whew. I thought I was a goner" Kaoru sighed.
"This habitual chagrin you're causing him is becoming a talent." Hikaru addressed Tamaki as he sweat-dropped and sighed in relief as well. Recalling the time when their idiot leader forgot all about the slumbersome Kyouya while they were merry-making at the mall, only to page him as a lost, penniless, and seemingly mentally-deranged child. "Geez, why don't you make a channeling medium or a sutra for summoning the demon lord, will ya?"
...
Haruhi washed her face at one of the restroom's sinks which were the shape of giant clams but with the color and texture of white pearls. She picked up her bracelet in between both vessel sinks that were resting on the black marble countertop. For a moment, she thought of her senpai and the last whisper of information she had a glimpse of before she faded into the crowd. The senpai who was as black and white and sleek as the room that she's in.
So, Kyouya-senpai's father was gravely upset to kick him out of the house? Oh boy, does the last encounter with his dad have something to do with this? If so….I seriously wanna die. Guilt hit her. She clutched the cloth on her left chest, feeling responsible and dejected over the bad conscience. She paused to think of what to do…or if her 'doing something' will be appreciated by their sole Shadow Leader.
She went outside the restroom to immerse herself back with the group. She found them at the lakeside patio where they can still see the final reds and oranges from the sun that was sinking deeper into dark blues and violets. Mori, Tamaki and Hunny are making themselves comfortable with some tea and cakes at the wooden deck that was elevated for about three steps from the ground. The lower level had woven lounges circling the cubic brick firepit. The twins were throwing sticks and stones on the fireplace thus sharing a single chaise lounge out of the four cozy seats. She carefully walked the black slate pavers that were artistically flooring the ground, the three steps and the deck. They were surrounded with low bushes and a couple of floor lamps that gives Haruhi a clearer vision despite the darkening horizon.
"Haruhi come over here!" The twins chorused a gleeful greeting while patting the cushion space in between them.
"Later." She replied. Hikaru's eyes followed her but Kaoru decided to let it go.
She walked straight to the wooden deck atop the elevation. Initially, she took notice of the tree behind it that was decoratively lit with small and colorful pieces of Chinese lanterns. Then, she considered that being under a roof outdoor will be warmer even if it's still in open air.
Each of the three sat on a comfortable chocolate wooden chair shaped like half-moons and with orange cushion. She took the vacant chair thus completing the cross as she sat in between Hunny and Mori, and incidentally facing Tamaki whose cheeks are working up a blush.
"You should try this strawberry and pecan pie Haru-chan" Hunny slid a small slice of confection from his side of the table to the new guest of their gathering.
"Uhm. Alright. But just a little…"
"Haruhi! Look, I got these bookmark giveaways with such heartening quotations! Keep it! It's all yours!" Tamaki excitedly advertised thus carelessly shoving it at Haruhi's face whilst she was about to take her bite.
As she failed to consume the tiny slice, she held her fork down in cold irritation, "On second thought, I knew I didn't really have an appetite. I just wanted to look at the tree. Excuse me." She stood up again thus cruelly snatching the said bookmarks that Tamaki had been extending to her—eyeing him with her version of the death glare.
Haruhi walked down to the tree realizing they were missing one member. Guilt came gushing back so she looked back on her shoulder to dole out her question.
"Hey guys, where is…" A cold hand rested itself on her shoulder making her pause midst her query. She was taken off guard and her heart stopped for a second but she was tankful she'd already called out Mori and Hunny's attention, just in case whatever is this sudden figure clutching her bare shoulder and tipping her most sensitive nape. She swallowed the lump in her throat and started to slowly face the unknown companion.
"Kyouya-senpai…"whew "please don't do that again." Don't freakin' scare the air out of me. Geez. Haruhi rubbed her nape and exhaled a deep breath discharging the light panic she felt.
"Why are you standing alone here? Come, let's join the rest." Kyouya smiled his refreshing smile, leading Haruhi back to the deck while his hand remained parallel on her back.
She tilted her head to see his face and she stiffened in that position before she could even take a single step. Her eyebrows twitching as the panic was deliberately relived within her. She could almost see the utter shock that the three men on the patio might have shared. Who is this person?Better yet, what kind of joke is he pulling this time? That mood is totally suspicious and why do I get the feeling that this had happened before. She felt the urge of motion as the hand on her back gave her a delicate but forceful push.
Before she knew it, she was already gracefully led back on the half-moon chair that still has her warmth. Kyouya pulled back the seat for her and carefully tucked her in for comfort. She had the blankest stare on her eyes. Mori was motionless by virtue of him observing. Hunny stopped chewing—leaving a lump inside his cheek. Tamaki on the other hand, was attracting flies again with his mouth dropped open as wide as his eyes. There was dead silence among the five until,
"Haruhi, you're cold right? Please put this on." Kyouya enveloped her exposed skin with his blazer…and that of all…killed the great blond leader right on the spot.
Tamaki dropped his head, banging the table as his apprehension drowned into the abyss of his confoundment. Hunny tried shaking him, attempting to attach him back to his consciousness and Mori was occasionally poking him.
The refreshing smile was back on Kyouya's face as he witnesses the resuscitation before his eyes. He casually gave that smirk to Haruhi as well. His eyes are obviously laughing, or so she thought. Why not? Kyouya's plan of vengeance has always proven itself effective. As he validated his accomplishment, he walked down the steps and joined the twins who were still playing with the firepit.
Right away, Haruhi liquefied from the state of frost she had been during the Shadow King's presence. "What's the big deal? By the way, did he really…" she started an imperceptible whisper to the tallest senpai.
"It's not true." Mori answered right away as if reading her question already. The glint in his eyes and his faint smile gave the right amount of reassurance to her remorseful feeling. He continued to poke Tamaki who seemed to have recuperated a little.
"Yeah? Great. I was dead worried." Haruhi smiled jubilantly. Her heart was secretly rejoicing as it cut the feeling of guilt inside her into half…although she had to wonder why Tamaki has died once again.
...
It was time to set off as the Hitachiin's limo parked in front of the house. A lady moved out from inside and all of them paid their greetings.
"Hikaru, Kaoru! It's half past seven. You ditched your doctor's appointment!" Yuzuha Hitachiin reminded as she received warm kisses on both sides of her cheeks.
"No we didn't" Kaoru opposed.
"You're not taking it seriously, are you?" the mom insisted.
"Of course we do. In fact, we went there 7:30 on the dot!" Hikaru slyly claimed as he recollected the early morning shenanigans they pulled to the poor doctor they intentionally disturbed. Yes, they could go that far just for prank's sakes.
Yuzuha rolled her eyes at the thought of her sons' dirty tricks. She took notice of Haruhi instead, thinking she looked like a delicate doll with the pieces she's wearing. "Oh my, look at you Haruhi dear!"
"YES, right?" The twins darted to their mom. Apparently, they have told her that Haruhi was a great dress-up playmate since she looks good with anything you make her wear. But of course, Yuzuha has already proved that one during the last time Haruhi went to visit their house.
Hikaru and Kaoru were slowly stepping inside while their mom was still giving her last say.
"Mori dear? Thank you for taking Hikaru in your home. I heard." She winked at him as they shook hands.
"Anytime." He smiled back.
"You too Hunny…for keeping Kaoru company. I bet he was lonely" she shifted to his direction replicating the same gesture of thankfulness to Mitsukuni.
"He sure was!" Hunny giggled and took her hand to shake.
"Haruhi come on in!" Kaoru called out from his seat.
"Mom, let's drop Haruhi home on the way" Hikaru added.
"Sure. But I would have to drop by at the office and pick up your easy-to-wear clothes first, Hikaru. It will just be for thirty seconds. Just very short. Will that be okay with you dear?" Yuzuha thoughtfully asked Haruhi.
"Oh no, you should take your time ma'am! I hope I'm not being rude but I sort of left something from the other car as well." Haruhi tried to courteously decline and smiled to them for their considerate offer.
"You could just get it now, duh." Hikaru commented aloud, particularly addressing no one. Kaoru subtly elbowed his twin's chest signaling him to stop before he bawls out more.
"Now, now kids. I know you both like to stick around Haruhi but she might also have somewhere to go after this." Yuzuha explained.
Muffling whispers were heard as Kaoru and Hikaru argued, speaking in gritted teeth as they tried to speak at lowest as possible.
"We could drop her off anywhere anyway. Why not make her retrieve her stuff already."-Hikaru
"Yes. But why are you so pushy?! Just let her be!"-Kaoru
"You too are pushy Kaoru. I don't understand how come you're so restrained"- Hikaru
"You don't understand because you're an idiot about these things Hikaru"-Kaoru
"Oh yeah? So you're so smart then…?! Bring it on Einstein!"-Hikaru
Kaoru face-palmed thinking about their pointless argument thus ignored his brother and invited their mom in. "Goodbye everyone! See you!" He pulled his twin's shirt making him wave with his able arm, and so he did.
Only when the car fled from the driveway had Haruhi initiated a conversation.
Was she referring to…. "So Hikaru ran away from home?" Was it THAT worst? She asked softly for she was still hesitant of her own question. Her soft voice came like a whisper that almost no one could hear.
"Yeah, but don't worry about it anymore Haru-chan! Why don't we have one last round of tea inside?" as the only one who fully and clearly heard her, Hunny tried to deviate her thoughts.
"Hmmm" Mori agreed. He too, caught a bit of her voice and wanted to comply with Mitsukuni's motive.
"I have no objections" Kyouya supported as he grasped the situation right away.
Tamaki, though hearing nothing from Haruhi's voice, conceded with the plan of another tea-time…thinking that's equal to more Haruhi-time.
...
All of them stepped back inside as led by Hunny, followed by Kyouya and Mori. Haruhi was still in deep thought about it as evidenced by her wrinkled forehead. She follows Mori, leaving Tamaki a few steps back to finish the convoy.
Hunny dined again with Mori tailing him. Both of them conversed a little to some of the ladies who were also enjoying the sweets. Kyouya did the same…only that he preferred discourse among the businessmen who in turn enjoyed the young boy's intellectual opinions.
Haruhi just waited for them to finish their round. She busied herself pretending to look around the house. She seems intently surveying the intricate details of every design and decors just like the other guest even if she wasn't really paying attention to any of it. Tamaki had been shadowing her all along, although she failed to recognize his presence.
This time, Tamaki successfully feigned a casual conversation to Haruhi as he spoke softly and offered her a drink. "Water for the miss? You look so interested with this artwork."
Haruhi accepted the drink for it made her aware of her drying throat. "Thanks. No, not really." She took a sip and shrugged under the wrapping blazer that she's clasped with her hand.
"Then…what could be matter?" Tamaki asked with his gleaming princely smile.
Haruhi hesitated. She knew how unfitting her train of thought is for this warm, happy and newly revived companionship all of them have just put an effort on. Despite that, she really just couldn't make herself brush it off too. Especially when someone she knew that could've done something about it, is asking her of the matter.
Tamaki waited for her response. His smile unwavering and continued to become more enchanting. Haruhi pouted with the thought of being somehow charmed, thus started to spill her worries instead. But before she could,
"Haruhi…Are you angry with me?" Tamaki asked sincerely, his eyes were almost tearful.
"Huh? No!" Haruhi protested, wishing to the heavens her face didn't betray her again for she could already feel her cheeks heating up.
"That's a lie! You're angry! It's as if your face always boils up when I talk to you." Tamaki gave a sullen look.
"Well, not particularly. Anyway…" Haruhi attempted to continue again. She placed the half empty glass of water over the tray carried by the waiter who just passed them by.
"Not particularly?!" Tamaki cried over the affirmation of her superficial hatred.
"Anyway….."She made herself continue, throwing a raised brow but ignoring her whimsical senpai. She touched her ears to feel the jewelries again as it had become her habit during that afternoon. "More than a month ago….when the second year's field trip has started…Hikaru and Kaoru got in to a fight." Haruhi suddenly seemed forlorn.
Tamaki's eyes widened. He became aware of the heavy mood. He looked at her more intently this time, listening to what she's about to say.
"And it's not one of those mock fights. It was serious to the point that they wouldn't even speak with each other and avoided each other at school. When I asked them about the reason, they wouldn't answer me. But the senpais might know something about it though." Tamaki was out of words not only because Haruhi, for the first time, showed vulnerability, but also because he was dumbfounded being unaware of this said fight. He immediately caught the connection between that circumstance and Yuzuha Hitachiiin's thankfulness to the senpais earlier.
"That time, I couldn't help them." Haruhi sighed. "I couldn't asses how much I should interfere. I'm not even sure if it was alright for me to keep bugging them with questions since neither of them wanted to talk to me about it." She looked away from the blonde's gaze.
"Haruhi…" Tamaki whispers consolingly.
"But they already made up as you can see." Haruhi came around with a feign smile that her generous chocolate eyes couldn't mask. It absorbed Tamaki once again. He found himself unable to speak. Thus, she felt the need to say some more, "Come to think of it….all I've ever done was study. I didn't even know how to deal with the situation…There was nothing I could do about it."
"That's not true Haruhi" He held his hand over her shoulder, hoping to make her feel he doesn't take it the same way.
"But it is. Even now. When I figured you deserted the thought of France once again, probably because of your mother or grandmother…Since I was the only one unaware of it 'till the end, I don't know whether I should ask you about it, comfort you or feel sorry that we held you back" Haruhi looked almost inconsolable and that surprised Tamaki. Although she couldn't question it for she herself didn't expect her burst of emotions. She thought of faking another smile but she knew that it couldn't make up for this anymore. All that was left for her is to give up her guard and surrender her vulnerability to Tamaki. Haruhi was almost tearing up, "I don't know where I should ground my stance."
He hugged her. Tight. He was moved with Haruhi's sudden revelation…although he couldn't make himself aware of it. All he knew is the need to comfort her and make sure she wouldn't feel as useless like she's currently feeling deep inside. He docked his chin atop her hair and thought of lavenders and honey as he breathed her warmth inside his system. They stayed for a little while, neglecting the other guests, neglecting everything, just reconciling with the moment as their feelings melted to their embrace.
"I'm sorry. I was silent about many things. I'm sorry I just can't bare imposing sadness to anyone hearing about my problems. Tell you what… when everyone is smiling and laughing, that's when I have the best time...maybe that's what stopped me from going to France. But I'm certain…I chose to stay. You made me stay." Tamaki spoke through her hair, giving her a hint of something he's oblivious about. He figured his words come out smoothly as long as Haruhi's eyes weren't spellbinding him.
Haruhi hugged him back. Then, contemplated on what he just said. She is confused on how to evaluate it. As much as she's unaware of, her brain has already been corrupted with shojo-manga dialect but her state of comprehension couldn't consolidate it altogether. Suddenly, it hit her again…the scene of the falling-down-the-bridge with her senpai. What the hell is wrong with my hands?! Why do they always move this way?!
"You're suffocating me" Haruhi estimated the awkwardness down to that conclusion, even though it was her who's burying her face to Tamaki's chest.
"Oh haha! Sorry!" the easily-guilty Tamaki loosened his cling.
They pushed themselves away from each other. Haruhi had her brow raised again and Tamaki was scratching his head. Both blushing and embarrassed.
"Hahaha! But wait a minute Haruhi…how is it that you know about my family situation?"
"Oh. Kyouya-senpai told me. And the rest too. Sorry about that." Her gaze was still blunt and dubious.
"Oh I see. Don't be sorry. From now on, I'll be telling you myself." He patted her head and flashed a `grin which slowly dissolved Haruhi's forehead wrinkle in to nothing.
She would've said her infamous 'Not to be rude senpai but I'm not really interested in that information' but what could she do when right now she found herself wanting to know everything she could? She fell silent and just stared blankly upon his efforts of easing the growing tension between them.
"Uhhhhh..Silence means okay then? So…errr…where should I start?" Tamaki faked a laugh, not really sure if his efforts are welcomed by the other party.
"What's your mom's name?" Haruhi asked. Her blank expression almost makes it seem as if she didn't realize that her mouth was already talking. Seeking for something she innately wants to grasp of.
He smiled a little. Feeling gratified of Haruhi's curiosity. "Anne Sophie. It's a pretty name, don't you think?"
"Where did you live?" Haruhi fired some more. She grabbed two glasses of drinks from the waiter who happened to pass by and held out one to Tamaki.
"At a mansion, near Paris." Both of them simultaneously sipped their glass and jolted with the bitter taste of what they thought was alcohol. They mentally noted to return the drink to the next waiter who'll pass by.
"Hmm…what were you called, Tamaki?"
"I was just 'Tamaki' but some people called me René." Tamaki saw an upcoming waiter and signaled Haruhi to give him her glass. He managed to return it gracefully to the waiter passing by. "It was my name in France, René Tamaki Richard de Grantaine." Reaching for another pair of drink that he ascertained was iced-tea.
Haruhi accepted the beverage and sipped on it. She thought of things she wanted to learn about. Hesitantly, she wasn't sure if her question is to bring about sadness or joy but she had the feeling that Tamaki might love to talk about his mother, thus she made herself ask, "So how was your mother back then?"
She was correct of thinking so as his eyes gleamed in starlight shine. He started to share about how he'd play her piano every time she's feeling ill; the way he never leaves her side and take care of her during those moments; and the way his mom always tells him to live with the moment and be sure to bring about happiness to everyone he could possibly reach. Haruhi could see he's enjoying himself more than he usually does when he starts talking. She was unaware that her lips had subtly curled up on the edges planting a smile on her mouth. All of a sudden, something warm and heavy has latched onto her nape once again. She froze from the ticklish sensation…a reaction she preferred rather than throwing her drink towards her unstoppably chattering companion.
"Kyouya-senpai" Haruhi sighed, stressing out the last syllable.
Tamaki, though ecstatically articulating his childhood and was gazing up as if talking to the heavens, stopped his monologue as he sensed the disturbing presence of a newcomer. What the….Who's this bastard disrupting my intimate conversation with Haruhi?!
"It's time to go. Hunny-senpai and Mori senpai are waiting downstairs Haruhi." Kyouya breathed just inches from Haruhi's left ear. He smiled his evil smile to Tamaki who was so appalled by his peculiar affinity to the girl. Another mission…accomplished.
"Kyouuuyaaaaa! How dare you ruin my momennnnttttt?!" Tamaki blurted out at the sight of mommy holding on to their daughter's shoulder.
"You know Haruhi…talking to a moron makes you a moron too." Kyouya steered her to the direction of the stairs. Before they could walk away, he picked out his wallet and took out the single golden coin he had in it.
He looked back and handed it to Tamaki, "here…buy yourself someone to talk to. Though I'll be charging you if you could…because I'm sure my lucky coin is the only reason somebody will take interest of you."
Yes, he wasn't satisfied for just one or two revenge plots. He walked Haruhi down, thus she undoubtedly obliged.
...
"Haruhi, will you be alright?" Mori asked, mentally conveying his apologies since he'll be driving Mitsukuni home. Although he'll be more than willing to give Haruhi the ride at all costs, he was already aware that Kyouya had already taken the responsibility from him.
"Yeah. Will-You-Be-Alright? You better watch your back Haruhi…" Tamaki restated the question, suspiciously going around circles and eyeing Kyouya head to foot.
"Of course, why not? Thanks a lot Mori-senpai! Good night Hunny-senpai! Have a safe drive, both of you!" The two senpais got inside the black car.
Kyouya went inside his car already, leaving one door open for Haruhi. Tamaki's car had already been waiting open for him but he reached out to the girl whose eyes are still glued at the starting-up Lamborghini.
"Haruhi…." Tamaki reached for her free hand making her glance his way.
"Good night senpai" She said with a smile. Her deep brown eyes were smoldering him once again as the rounded chocolate pair became more pronounced under the moonlight.
He pulled her a bit, placing his free arm on her posterior, feeling how loose the big blazer is to her. He slightly bent his head to finally anchor a kiss on her forehead. He instantly felt guilty about it though. What the hell! It's my limbs! They moved by themselves!
"You better watch your back Haruhi…." Kyouya propped his head from the door, making sure to snarl at Tamaki for the last time.
The tall blond shrieked hearing his own words twisted and used against him. Haruhi on the other hand was left with a poker face…stabbing him with her blunt stare. She slowly slipped away from his grip, went inside the car, and slammed the door as she had made herself comfortably seated. The Ohtori's car started up, and dominated the driveway first.
Morinozuka was the next to follow the lead. As the convoy has exited the tall gate and reached the intersection, Mori honks at the leading car. As soon as Kyouya opened his window, Mori gave him a salute. Telepathically, he was saying…I somehow promised her dad to take her back home safely. Be sure to manage. Thanks. A conversation heard despite the absence of words, Kyouya got the message and saluted back at him thus closing their windows once again. The black Lamborghini swiftly flashed ahead of the two cars and disappeared into the night.
And so, it's the part two of Haruhi's longest-ride-ever…or so she thought it would be before she got preoccupied with the phantom sensation that is melting her forehead. She could almost feel the flow of phantom sweat right down her temples.
"Kyouya-sama, her flight will be arriving in five minutes. Hotta will be meeting us with another car at Yoyogi Koen's entrance." Tachibana broke Haruhi's contemplative state, making her blink for the first time since then, thus reminding her that it was supposed to be her longest-ride-ever part two.
There was no response heard. The Ohtori's car had reached the Yoyogi Koen's gate so Tachibana made a call to his fellow.
"Kyouya-sama, Hotta will be arriving in two minutes." he added.
Kyouya, stepped out of the car and leaned to the side of the rear fender. The opened door reminded her of the chill her senpai is giving her yet again.
What's going on? And what's wrong with this guy? Every time we're on this car, he always seem indifferent…making me feel gravely indebted all the more. I knew there was something freaky going on with his fake-host attitude going on at the party….
Car lights lit up to them, signaling its arrival. Kyouya checked his wrist watch as if verifying the tidiness of his subordinate.
"Kyouya-sama, at this time, her plane has already landed."
Kyouya docked his head down his opened door, "My apologies Haruhi but I hope you don't mind Tachibana taking you home. I don't want to bother you waiting while I had some place to go." he voiced his back-to-normal callous tone. "Tachibana, take care of the matter." finally, he finished with an order to his most trusted confidante.
Haruhi just stared at him as he closed the door and got inside another black car. She didn't bother to respond for she knew he didn't mean to hear it anyway. Consequently, Haruhi's longest-ride-ever-part-two didn't really live up to its name.
AN: Similar to the manga? Yes a little bit...
Like I said, I was hoping for this to become a season two so I figured consolidation is the key to make it more real!
Hope you guys consider. :) We're moving out from the manga soon. I'm just drawing out some of their feelings and emotions. :)
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