Sorry this doesn't have any particular song, but I was in a rush to get this out. Sorry for the hiatus, things have been pretty hectic, what with exams, getting results back and kicking back a bit.
Also, I might get some work done on this on my holiday. If I do, chances are they'll be set wherever I am at that time, so they'll probably be fluffy one shots, before we get back to tha main story.
Anyway, enjoy this chapter! ^^
As I sat at my desk in my bedroom and ran my hands through my hair in exhaustion. Man, oh man, oh man. Not only my FAMILY is cracking jokes, SCHOOL friends got wind of it.
Taniguchi was surprisingly absent though. Maybe it was HIM who had the 5 minute relationship with Haruhi? If so, AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA damn that's funny.
Although, Haruhi IS pretty weird...only a person that doesn't really care for that would be able to get past that, I guess.
...That doesn't make me feel any better.
In any case, the amount of rumour mongering is horrendous. Seriously, I DON'T THINK WE'VE HAD SEX YET. And if we have, it's been in my dreams. At least I think they're my dreams. They keep reoccurring though, and at the very end, it first started with a kiss, but it's now like...she wants more. It kinda makes me happy like any high school guy, but it also...well, creeps me out. What if I can't...deliver in real life?
Damn, the world would be screwed.
I swivelled my chair around to the door. She'll be bursting through it for my nightly tutoring right about...
WHAM.
Now. She was standing there with her characteristic grin again, but with a heap of books.
"Don't tell me you're going to try looking through my books for strange things."
"How did you guess?" She looked confused.
I sighed. "Whenever you have that grin...things go down badly."
"...I was...grinning?"
"Oh never mind, let's just get down to it."
So there we were, she sitting next to me with her head on her hands, pointing out any mistakes I made. It was a good system, although if she sat really close to me I'd get distracted by...other things. Mostly though I concentrated on my work, because if I didn't, I'd receive a swift whack on my head. It made me worried...if we got MARRIED, who'd be the woman in the relationship?
Wait, shouldn't I be worried about that now?
Oh well. Afterwards she'd usually linger around for more than a little while, just us talking about stuff. This time, however, was more important.
"Hey, you know bout those rumours about us?"
"Mmmn?" She was munching on some biscuits she found in the kitchen, lying on the bed staring intently at the ceiling for some reason.
"Who the hell has been perpetuating them? I've been relatively secretive about this, what about you?"
"Well no one else outside of the SOS Brigade is worth gossiping to, so it's not me."
"Then who? Have we been acting more than just a normal high school couple around school?"
"...No? I don't reckon we've been caught out in anything more than light kisses... Well, this is certainly a mystery, ain't it? TIME TO GO SEARCHING!"
"Hey hey whoa whoa, caaaalm down. If it is at all possible. We need to think this through." She was already at the door, rearing to go.
"Fine..." She walked over to me and sat in my lap. I wrapped my arms around her torso and rested my head on her left shoulder, thinking.
"Look, we know that that someone HAS to be one of my enemies, there's no way they'd make up something like this otherwise, and try to get it to the teachers as well. Making out, yeah, that's a joke, but having sex every night? AND without protection? BDSM? I'm the bitch? Hell no."
She looked thoughtful. "Well, YOU DO follow my orders, and I do want to fuck yo-"
Wait, I AM the bitch in this relationship?
"Hey hey, not cool. I'm the MAN here."
She immediately got off, and pounced me, her hand at my neck. "What's that?"
Geezus.
"Fine fine...but you'll have to do all the work when we are doing it."
She fell silent at that point. If she doesn't fall for that...I'll become A HOUSEHUSBAND. DO. NOT. WANT.
She sat back in my lap. "...Fine. But I'll still fu-"
"THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT. The point is, that we HAVEN'T done it. We haven't shown anything out of the ordinary for a normal couple, yet these rumours are going faaaaaaaaaaaaar faaaaaaaaaaaaaar beyond that." I rolled my eyes to further exaggerate.
"Just because it targets you. Geez, what's wrong with BDSM? I mean, seriously, you in handcuffs, me having a whip? That'd be cool!"
"No it wouldn't! It'd give pleasure for you but definitely not me! Getting whipped and being chained to something, hell no. I've already had enough trouble with you bossing me around in club activities."
"Whatever. You never seem to enjoy things anyway. Well, we'll settle this in the morning." She kissed me lightly on the cheek, but I tugged at her shirt sleeve, and pulled her back down again.
"Woah woah, what do you MEAN I never seem to enjoy anything?"
"You seem so damn LETHARGIC all the time it's hard to tell WHEN you are enthusiastic about something concerning me, or the Brigade!"
I sighed and poked her. "Well it's usually because it involves being the errand boy, you know."
"But you should be PROUD to do your duty to your brigade leader!" Haruhi puffed out her chest.
"Hey hey, what did I say you were to me when we're alone?"
"...Don't remember." She scratched her head.
Facepalm. Geez Haruhi, CAN'T YOU REMEMBER?
"Starts with a g, ends with a friend, and has irl in the middle."
"...Crap, can't think of any other words with those criteria." She feigned ignorance. So she DID remember.
"Must I remind you what that word means?"
"...Maybe?"
"What the hell do you mean, MAYBE."
"Well, depends on which way you're going to remind me." She poked her tongue out at me.
"I was considering a long lecture on mutual relationships."
"Theeeeen no you don't." She played with my face and contorted my cheeks a bit.
"Heeeey, not cool." I grabbed her hands in mine. "I didn't tell you about the other option though, but you'll probably rip me apart beforehand anyway."
She immediately frowned. "Heeey, no keeping secrets from me."
"Why not? A man with someone like you has gotta have SOME secrets, geez. Hard enough just getting along with you."
"Oh REALLY? So you want the perfect, submissive wife who doesn't do jack, is that it?" She put her hands on her hips, dragging mine along with them.
"Well, no, because...well, it wouldn't be fun." I wrapped my hands around her torso.
"Wait, so you're saying it's FUN being with me?"
I pondered my next reply. "I guess...to some extent yes."
She blushed. "Oh come on Haruhi, you SERIOUSLY have got to get over compliments."
"But I never expect them from you!"
I raised my eyebrow and stared at her in her eyes. "Really?"
Her slender neck bobbed once.
"Hmm. Would it be easier to explain it in actions then?"
"Probably." Her supple lips curved into a slight smile.
Now normally I would be enjoying the moments that followed. I mean come on, you have a hot girl in your lap that doesn't mind if there's a bulge in your pants and you both are feeling quite hot. But this time my eyes weren't closed with passion, more like wide open like spotlights at the window. It seemed like that our rumour monger had been spying on us, that sick voyeur. Well, not really, considering that I bet 98% of guys look at perverted images/videos, but still.
My eyes were scanning across the room; from Haruhi's hot face and breath as I gently caressed her sides, all the way across to the window. But there was nothing; not even a trace of any outside activity.
By this time, I'll assume you've already readied yourself to read this next bit over and over again. Then either go "Awww." Or make sounds which I shouldn't replicate. But, there is a God, Haruhi to be precise (according to Koizumi) so I shall regale you with the night's last activities.
Usually, she just sits in my lap and sleeps for a bit. Granted, the warm summer night with the refreshing breeze through the window did make one sleepy. However, the previous week we'd been deprived of any time alone together. Rather, I tried to distance myself from the rumours. So right now, this was pretty sweet.
She was letting me all over her. It was a welcome change from her normal demeanour. I paused a moment to survey her entire body.
"Hmm, interesting." I smiled mischievously.
"Eh?" She looked quite flustered by this point, her arms around my neck.
"A ponytail, hm?" I was actually quite shocked I hadn't taken notice of it before. Too consumed with more interesting objects around chest height, I guess. I played with it a while with my left hand.
"Well, you DO have a ponytail fetish."
I winked. This time I let her push me down. Always doing everything got pretty boring, and tiring after a while. She took my hand from her hair and slid it underneath her shirt, onto her back. Tracing circles gently, I watched her expression as she shuddered with each slight movement.
She leaned in and we kissed. Slowly, and delicately. Something didn't seem quite right, but I wasn't going to complain. I welcomed it. I cradled her with my right hand, as I felt around for a clasp with my left. There wasn't one.
"Woah, no bra?"
"Yeah, so what?" She poked her tongue out at me.
"Haruhiii. You know I like to fiddle around with that puzzle."
"Pfft. You care more about the breasts. I can prove it." She tapped my pants.
"Well, you've found me out."
"Indeed." She licked inside my ear and breathed, "Well, I need to get going now."
"Bawww."
"Yeah, well, my parents and YOUR parents will get really suspicious of our intentions if I don't get home before midnight."
"Alriiight." I caressed her bosom once. She snickered. "Alright, ENOUGH fondling, I needa go."
"Fine. See ya tomorrow."
"Yup. Love you~" She kissed me lightly on the cheek, gathered her books, and skipped out.
Geezus, never thought I'd hear that from her. I got up and stretched. Time to hit the hay. Yawning, I got ready for bed. I stepped out near the window again, watching the full moon. Hm. I heard a slight rustling below me. I grabbed at it. THIS must be what's been spy-
Something fluttered beneath my hand, escaped my grasp, and all I was left with was a feather. Damn, just a bird. Oh well. Always tomorrow, I guess.
