HOLA MIS AMIGOS! I just got back from Spain like... an hour and a half ago, and I had my reviews, so wala! Here is the chapter!
I'm sorry it took ages, but I had a 29 hour coach trip through spain and france and england, and then i went hyper cos all ive had for the last day and a bit is sugary sweets, cookies, coka cola, and... sweets. I havn't sleapt all that time and im prolly gonna crash soon!
To update, i want 140 reviews... if possible.
Hope Y'all enjoy!
We were back at club... again.
I was gossiping... again.
I was missing my mum... for the first time.
And considering I'd been here for months now, and not heard from her... it was pretty bad. I sighed and walked off, leaving about ten baffled girls behind me.
I'm sick of doing the same routine every day.
I'm sick of going over the same things with those idiot girls.
I'm sick of my mum blanking me!
"I'm sick of it!"
I stomped my foot ( like I was a child again) and stormed over to one of the unoccupied sofas. I threw myself on it and screamed into one of the pillows.
"Ladies, I'm afraid we're going to have to shut early... one of our members are having a mental break down."
I heard chairs scraping and footsteps across the room. After all the muttering had died down, I felt someone tap my shoulder.
I grunted at them.
They kept on tapping my shoulder, more frequently and harder the longer I ignored them. I tired of the incessant tapping, and rolled over glaring at the person above me.
"What's wrong Saori?" it was Kyouya. The light was glinting off his glasses, and he looked pretty damn annoyed at having to shut club before time was done.
"Leave me alone Kyouya. I'm not in the mood..." I rolled back and grumbled into the pillow.
"Look. You can't be on a period, as you were two weeks ago. Now talk to me."
His voice was harsh and brittle, and I really wasn't in the mood to argue, so I got up, kicked him in the shin so he'd shut up (for about a second) and stomped off.
"AH! For God's sake Saori! What's up?" he shouted, while the others watched.
"I'm sick of everything! I'm sick of going through the same routine over and over, I'm fed up of everything being different and I have to keep catching up with everything. Nothing here is normal.... I'm just..."
I broke off. Unsure of what to say.
"You're homesick." piped up Tamaki.
I stared at him. So did everyone else.
"you need a holiday. And lucky for us, spring break is coming up."
"Whatever..." I muttered, sitting back on the sofa. "Kyouya, sit down... let me look at your leg."
He glared at me, but complied, then pulled his trouser leg up so I could see. There was a small bruise, but that was it.
"I'm sorry." I muttered.
"It's fine. But you need a vacation. Hell, I think we all do."
* * *
Stepping out of the limo, I let the heat from the sun wash over me. I was wearing a long white skirt, with a red tank top. Slinging my bag over my shoulder, I walked ofrward and squished my toes into the sand on the beach.
"This is beautiful."
I grinned at Kyouya, who nodded at me. Of course, this wasn't a real vacation. Because they'd shut up club to sort out the plans for the holiday, they'd brought along all the guests to make it up to them.
"Saori, do you want to come swimming?" asked one of my regular gossipers.
"No thanks, I haven't even got a swimsuit." I replied.
Of course, the twins heard and grabbed my arms, tugging me away somewhere.
"We suspected that you wouldn't bring one, so we picked this out for you!"
Kaoru held up a white swimsuit, surprisingly, it was a one-piece, and it was pure white. It still looked slightly revealing, but I could hide my tummy.
"It's a lot more modest than the one you wore the other weekend, so we chose this one."
"It's really pretty~"
They were grinning at me, and I couldn't help but smile back. They had thought (a little bit) about what I would like. So this was a sweet gesture.
"Let me get changed."
They shouted 'YAY' then took me to a changing room. I got into the swimsuit, then I walked out.
I found the twins smiling at me, pointing to a rack full of sarongs so I could cover my legs up when I wasn't in the water. I picked out a green one, then tied it around my waist and, arm in arm in arm (one on each side), walked out with them.
"Saori, come and play in the sea!" shouted Tamaki, who was splashing about with about five other girls. I sighed, took of the sarong and laid it down next to Kyouya (who was sitting under a parasol in the shade) and then pulled my hair out of it's ponytail.
I ran over to the shore, where the waves were breaking the sand and let the water run over my feet before wading out to meet them.
For about an hour we batted a ball to one another, laughing and joking, then we played 'lets drown Tamaki'. It was fun! I haven't heard a boy scream like that... ever.
We were all enjoying ourselves, and I didn't notice how fast the day hod shot by.
"Saori, wanna go watch the sunset from that hill?" asked three of Haruhi's customers, apparently, Haruhi was busy, so I was second choice.
"Yeah, sure."
We spent about ten minutes walking up to the top of the hill, laughing and joking, but when we got to the top, we stopped talking because the view simply took my breath away.
"It's beautiful..." I murmured.
"Hey, come up here guys, there are chicks!"
I turned to see who had shouted, and saw three guys coming up the hill, a few cans of beer in their hands.
"Crap..." I muttered, about to get in front of the girls when one of them stepped forward.
"This is a private beach, you guys shouldn't be here." she said.
"Oh yeah?" he stepped forward, grabbing her arms and pulling her towards him.
"GET OFF HER!" I lurched towards him, slapping him sharply in the face so he stumbled back, but his two friends went to grab me, before they yelped and whirled around.
Haruhi was stood there, apparently she had thrown something on the boys, and she was telling them to clear off.
"Haruhi, no!" I stepped forward, but one of the guys shoved me down, smacking my head against the rocks (no surprise that happened) and then one of the guys were yelling, before tossing Haruhi into the choppy water below us.
"Haruhi!" I saw a flash of blond, then Tamaki had jumped in after her.
Soon after, Mori and Honey ran up the hill, Kyouya and the twins behind, all looking furious when they saw the boys manhandling the girls, and me slumped against the rock.
"You bastards!" yelled the twins in unison, pouncing on the boys and near enough ripping their heads off. The three girls I'd been on the hill with were shepherded off by Honey and Mori, and Kyouya picked me up bridal style and carried me back down to the beach.
"Did they hurt you?" he asked, his voice low and dangerous... almost like a growl.
"A little, one pushed me, I tripped and banged my head."
"Why did he push you?"
"I tried to stop him getting to Haruhi." I mumbled, curling up a little tighter in his arms.
"You're stupid... but your stupidity probably gave Tamaki more time to get up there... thank-you."
"For what?" I looked up and met those steely gray eyes.
"For preventing them getting to Haruhi sooner. She still owes me around six million yen."
I snorted, and shook my head, smiling slightly though, and I felt Kyouya's chest rumble with a small chuckle.
When we arrived to the beach, Haruhi was out of the water and Tamaki was yelling at her, so she was yelling back.
"Just don't talk to me!" yelled the blond.
"Fine!" responded the brunette.
And they both stormed away...
