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I smiled down at the miniature doll that had been slipped into my bag earlier today... without my knowing.
It was a tiny Belzeneff voodoo doll. He had a round body, made completely of hard thread, and his head was placed expertly on the top, still made of the same hard thread. He was brown, very much like the original, and he had tiny yellow eyes. He was rather cute, and i was more than happy to add him to my collection.
Killer and Shadow's gonna love Belzeneff Jr. he was adorable.
But to keep him safe, for now, I stowed him carefully in my bag in the black silk hanky I'd found him in. He'd also had a red ribbon around it, with the words 'Thank you...' in beautiful cursive writing. I knew it was from Nekozawa, but I wasn't about to harass him over it.
"Want a lift home Saori?" I looked up from my bag to see Kyouya stood above me.
"Why? Aren't you still pissed off at me?" For the last few days he'd been sore about when I slapped him... I did apologize, to him, and he accepted, but... men.
"Not entirely. Plus I kind of upset you... call it a peace offering?"
I looked at him for a moment. It was raining outside, the twins had already taken Haruhi home, and I didn't fancy getting a cold.
"Okay then."
I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder, the stood up ready to head down to his limo. He smiled at me.
"Come on then."
We walked down in relative silence, in fact, it was only when we got into the limo that we started to talk... about the most awkward things too...
"I have a question, has Renge brought out the last comic yet? I'll be glad for a different topic to talk about."
I sighed heavily and pulled out a note I found in my desk earlier today.
"Apparently not. She's not doing one with me and Haruhi, but carrying on with me and Takashi."
He tutted, shook his head and looked out the window, mumbling something.
"What was that?" I scooched over to him a little more to try and catch what he said.
"Nothing..." he mumbled.
"No, tell me." I prodded his side, grinning.
"It's nothing Saori." he snapped.
"No, seriously, tell me!"
"Oh, for gods sake!"
He whipped his head around to face me, and the first thing I noticed (apart from his intense stare) was that his cheeks were slightly pink. So not a Kyouya thing.
"Do you like Mori sempai?" he asked suddenly.
"W-what?!"
I sat there, mouth agape, looking at him. I must have looked a fool.
"I asked you if you like Mori sempai."
"W-well yeah, he's... he's a really cool guy, and he sticks up for me and-"
"No. You didn't understand my question. I want to know if you like him as in more than just a friend."
I paused for a moment wondering if I could/should tell him or not... fuck it, let truth reign and such.
"Yes." I said... barely above a whisper.
"I thought so..." he spat, turning away from me.
I sat in shock. What the freaking hell?
"Why did you want to know?" I asked very quietly.
"It doesn't matter Saori. It really doesn't." his voice was now suddenly softer and... sadder. It was the Kyouya that I had seen before on the beach, but this Kyouya didn't seem as happy.
"It does. Please tell me."
"No. Anyway, we're here."
I hadn't noticed that we had arrived at my house, and now I had to get out without him telling me what the matter was.
"Kyouya, you could tell me real quick;" I paused. Should I tell him I like him too, or would that make me seem like a ho? I could hint it, he's clever... "I like you, you're a good guy. You can tell me."
He looked at me, almost as if studying me, smiled slightly then shook his head. He got out of the car and I slid over to get onto the path too.
I was walking inside when I heard him call out;
"I like you too."
* * *
I was sprawled on my bed, with My Chemical Romance blasting out of the speakers on my stereo.
I had the notepad Kyouya bought me in one hand, and my favourite biro in the other. It was my favourite because I'd had it for three years and not once had it ran out of faltered. It was magic.
I was trying to sort through my emotions.
From what I could figure out, I liked Takashi, and I liked Kyouya.
Liking two boys is trouble, but from what I could tell from what Kyouya called out, he liked me too.
And where did that leave Takashi?
I liked the guy, he was sweet, and tall and dark and handsome... and his eyes held his soul... no, STOP! Back on track girl. He was good looking. He was clever, and when I was with him, I felt safe and protected and special. He didn't argue with me, he just let me get on with things and cheered me up when I was down.
Kyouya on the other hand, was a royal pain in the ass. Yes, he was also fairly tall, and dark and handsome, but he could be really cold sometimes, cold as his steely gray eyes. Of course, he was extremely intelligent, and he knew how to push all my buttons... but sometimes, I'd get to see the real him, the Kyouya that showed emotion, I'd feel privileged because of this. He could cheer me up, and he could also make me want to kill people (a.k.a. Him.) but he was a good guy, as much as he denied it.
I also didn't know if Takashi liked me back. He was really nice to me, but he was really nice to Honey... in a not incestuous way. However, he did smile more at me, and he'd hug me and...
I'm a dumb shit.
He likes me. Duh...
I also know Kyouya likes me. He said so himself.
So I liked two guys, two guys liked me. Love-triangle anyone?
Getting up, I walked over to the stereo and turned it down so you could just hear it, then I picked up my cell. If I thought someone liked me, I was going to find out.
I punched in a number, and waited for a moment before I heard a reply on the other end.
"Hello?"
"Haruhi. I have boy troubles."
"Oh." she paused. "I'll get my dad. You're gonna go on loudspeaker."
"Okay then." I waited for a moment, heard some clattering, an 'oomph' (I think she tripped) then I heard Ranka in the background.
"Saori sweety, what's up?" he asked. I heard Haruhi mutter something about boy issues... and he said 'oh'.
"Well... I like two of the guys in the club, and I think they like me back. But I can't be sure, and I have no idea how to go about it. One of the guys knows I like the other guy, and now he's pissed... and, and, and, I don't want to say anything because I'd look like a ho."
There was a pause, before they both asked.
"Who?"
I sighed. I had to tell didn't I?
"Takashi and Kyouya." I mumbled. I heard Haruhi gasp, and then burst out laughing.
"Oh this is brilliant!" she cried out.
"Shut up!" I shouted, so did Ranka. Then he sighed.
"Sweetheart, I don't know what to say... You like both these boys, and... which one knows you like the other?"
"Yeah, and Kyouya knows."
"Well, do you think these boys like you?"
I paused, thinking.
"I think Kyouya likes me, but I can't be sure. I don't know about Takashi."
Haruhi cut in again.
"Mori sempai likes you, Honey sempai told us so."
"W-what?"
"Mori sempai does like you, he just hasn't said so. It's fairly obvious though, even I can tell."
"Right, 'cos you're always so intuitive." I snapped. She just added to my angst. Both the guys liked me? Holy crap.
"Well, what are you gonna do?" they both asked.
"Flee Japan and hide in my bed back in England... that sounds good."
"Not so much. Why don't we think this out?"
"Like how?" I asked.
"Well... which do you get on better?" asked Ranka.
"Takashi" I said with no thought included. It was obvious, he never annoyed me, always cheered me up, ect. Kyouya seemed to make it a daily ritual to annoy me at least once. "and Kyouya..." i said as an after thought. He was always giving me a lift home, or making me smile when I was down, no matter how much I was pissed off.
"Right, which do you enjoy spending time with?" he asked.
"Both." Sure, Kyouya had ups and downs, but I still had fun with him sometimes.
"Okaaay... Which do you most enjoy spending time with?"
"...Takashi."
"Which treats you nicest?"
"Both treat me nice." I muttered.
"Well..." he said slowly "Think about it for a week. See who treats you best, see if you can get them to tell you if they actually like you, and then think about who you might like best." I could almost imagine Ranka smiling... but he had a point.
"Plus Valentines day is coming up. See of any of them gives you something."
"So see who spoils me more?" I chuckled, feeling slightly lighter than before.
"Great idea!" squealed Ranka.
"Thanks Ranka, thanks Haruhi, I'll see what happens."
They said bye, then I heard the phone click. Hung up, so I was done.
Laying flat on my back, I sighed...
This was going to be a long weekend.
