Welcome to the shortest chapter I have ever written in my life! But unfortunately that's not really something I'm happy with. It wasn't until I realized how late it has been since I've updated I decided to start on the chapter, which is a really BAD thing to do.
I will try better next time my faithful readers! But over all Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Black Butler, OHHC (Ouran Highschool Host Club), or any of the characters mentioned
~ - Haruhi's POV - ~
I was tired.
Exhausted not only physically, but unfortunately mentally as well.
I was in quite the daze, dancing un-conciously the well taught steps I was more likely forced to memorize and practice until I could practically do it in my sleep. Time would pass by and before I knew it I would snap out of my idle reverie to meet the eyes of another fan girling guest wrapped up in a trance of her own, staring intently at my eyes with a smile and an uncontrolled blush.
This time though, when I brought my attention to the new guest infront of me I had a distinct interest in her since she practically showed no interest at all. Was that normal? The girl was probably trying to get another host jealous I suppose, but her eyes were lowered with no sign of rivalry spark anywhere. I had the certain instinct to ask her what was wrong.
"Are you alright?"
She looked up and focused her eyes into mine with the same monotone expression. I was a little surprised when she responded for I wasn't quite sure she would.
Her voice was soft,
"Am, I?"
Her brows furrowed in confusion yet in hard thought, as the bow tied to the back of her long bright hair bounced rythimicly with our small paced movements. I cleared my throaght a little bit to get her attention again as I decided it was better to just change the subject.
"U-um.. so do you have a favorite song?"
She nodded slightly with the same unexpressional emotion as she answered my question, "Would you like me to hum it for you?" her voice replied softly yet again.
I nodded with a smile "Of course, I'd be delighted to"
"Okay-."
She hummed gently. She hummed an old nursery rhyme I haven't heard in ages yet remembered clearly. It was Hickory Dickory Dock which I found to be quite unusual.
She ended the last note as the song in the background ended as well. Pairs that danced stepped back and bowed, those watching clapped happily enjoying the performance. However I stood there un-able to really move as I processed what happened.
This girl was surely weird but how did I not notice her before? Lifting her head from her curtsey she began to walk away. I had to at least get to know her name. Crowds began to infest the dance floor as she walcked away slowly. Rushingly I attempted to call after her but at that moment was then caught back by the other girls whom were desperately trying to get my attention. Fortunately, I was able to get passed them discreetly when Tamaki had called everybody's attention for the closing nights toast.
Although, no matter how long I searched the crowd, I couldn't find the girl with the bow in her hair, the girl who liked the old nursery rhyme. I didn't even get to know her name either.
End of Chapter 12
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