Yes, I have updated. Unfortunately it's taken a while because my friend Allison is forcing me to help her find the love of her life named Klyde. I worry for her sanity because Klyde is evidently a NYC male model with blond hair and color-changing eyes, but he is a character that someone else made up in a story about Allison. Yet, she seems to think that he is out there somewhere waiting for her.

That and I'm behind in the required Science Fair that I am required to take part in.

Vivien G- I feel bad for Azami as well, but trust me, it becomes less sad her eventually.

Chapter 3

I was sitting at the chosen spot of choice for an explanation, but Azami was nowhere in sight. I'd been sitting here for an hour, and I was late honestly.

Still she wasn't here. I was here, but she wasn't. What if she decided that she'd just not come? What if she was afraid that her mother would beat her for talking to me?

She ran down the hall.

"Alright Fujioka. Explain everything. Now, before my mother realizes that I'm not home. She'll be… distraught."

"Well, yesterday while I was walking to the supermarket, I heard screaming and yelling, so I decided to look for the source. And it came from your house and that's how I found out. That's really all."

"And you told that Hitatchiin twin. How stupid could you be? He's going to follow me for the rest of my life. Why the hell does he like me anyway?"

I shrugged.

"At least I didn't say anything about you going to Lobelia before."

"You heard that?!"

"Well, yeah. Your mom was screaming her head off. She was like, 'How dare you quit Lobelia!'"

"If you tell a single soul about that, then I will murder you with my bare hands and-"

"I get it. Don't tell anyone."

She turned to leave and stopped suddenly. Then she turned back around to face me. She looked me up and down.

"Is there a reason that you cross dress Fujioka?" She didn't wait for an answer. She just left.

I muttered to myself that she was just mad that I told Kaoru about her and that it was nothing else. Azami Watanabe. I never realized she was living in that shack. Pile of sticks with a roof, she told her mom.

She was quite rude. Why would she come here? Was she one of those Benibara obsessed girls from Lobelia?

I wasn't really paying attention to where I was going as I walked home. I just kept walking. I was crossing the street and thinking about how Azami was uh… troubled. No, that isn't the right word, but I can't think of what else to say.

Suddenly I was being pushed. Someone had shoved me away while I was walking. I landed on my knees right in front of the sidewalk. I got up and looked to see what had happened. There was a crash exactly where I was just a few seconds ago. My knees were stinging but I was alive.

Nobody seemed to know who had pushed me though. Nothing made sense to how I got over there. Some people said, "There was a girl right there." Others, "What happened to the girl?" One person yelled that the mentioned girl had been crushed by one of the two cars running her over.

People checked, but there was nobody under the cars. I looked around and saw a girl in all black running down the sidewalk. It had to have been her. Then she stopped and crossed the street there and continued running.

I looked back at the crash and decided to keep walking home. I just kept walking but kept my guard up. Getting kidnapped by Lobelia and Ouran students teaches you that it is very important keep watch of your surroundings.

I made it to my apartment without any more mishaps. They can be very dangerous. Especially car crashes.

I unlocked the door and stepped inside quickly. Then I closed the door and locked it quickly. It is unnerving to know that you were almost hit by a car on the way home and it scared me a little.

I dropped my stuff on my bed and sat next to it silently. Someone then knocked on the door.

I got up and unlocked/open it immediately. Clearly I haven't been kidnapped to learn that much. Luckily, it was just Kaoru. No Hikaru. Again.

"What Kaoru? I just got home."

"Could you help me get Azami to like me?" I laughed at his question, which was impolite, but she hates me about the same as she hates Kaoru.

"How can I do that when she hates me?" He sighed and started to walk away. "Maybe she'd like it more if you left her alone." I said quietly. Evidently he had heard it.

"I'll try that Haruhi. Thanks."

He left silently. Am I bad company? That's two people that I know that have walked away without saying anything other than what they wanted. And evidently a girl saved me from getting hit by a car and didn't want to see if I was okay.

I feel very cared for. To get my mind off of this, I went to the supermarket even though I didn't have to buy anything. I did not buy anything whilst being there, but ended up stopping by Azami's house.

I knocked on the door hoping that Azami was there and no one else (like her mother). Azami opened the door and slammed it in my face.

"Go away Fujioka!" She is very straight forward with what she says. It says exactly what she means.

I knocked on the door again. She opened it and scowled. I think she was waiting for me to say why I was here.

"I- uhh… just thought I'd stop by?" It was more of a question than a statement.

"Well Fujioka, you can leave now. Goodbye."

She slammed the door in my face.

"If you keep slamming the door like that it'll fall off its hinges." She opened it again and gave me a questioning look. "I was just saying." She scowled again and slammed the door even after my comment. "I know what it's like to lose family. It's hard."

Azami opened the door for the fourth time.

"I know that. My father and my sister are dead. You don't have to tell me that it's hard. I doubt your life is like mine, so stay away."

She shut the door, but didn't slam it.

"Sorry." I walked away.

I didn't get far really. Just to the stairs of the apartment complex. Someone grabbed my wrist and stopped me. I looked and saw Azami. I realized that she was wearing all black, but I didn't say anything about the car crash.

She left before me though so it probably wasn't her.

"I- err… sorry." She let go of my wrist and started to walk away.

"You hungry?" I called after her. She stopped dead in her tracks like she didn't think I'd say anything to her.

She looked over her shoulder and I realized that she probably just had trouble trusting people and that was all.

"Yeah." She said quietly. "But my mom will murder me if-"

"Come on." She hesitantly followed me into my apartment. "My dad's out of town, so it's just me."

"Why exactly are you telling me this?"

"I really have no clue."

I made a simple meal and then Azami left. She seemed awfully tense, but I guess I would be if I were her. I don't really blame her.

The phone rang. So I answered it.

"Haruhi! It's Daddy! I hope you haven't missed me too much Haruhi…" The call went on like this for about twenty minutes and then it was over.

I threw the phone on the counter and collapse on my bed. I fell asleep the second my head hit the mattress.

Hope you've enjoyed it. That sentence makes it sound like it's over. It isn't over.

If you know a NYC male model named Klyde, tell me so my life will be easier.