*smiling slightly insanely with wide unfocused eyes*
burn... yes, my pretty...
*watches Honey doll dancing around a small stake with rising flames, and laughs as the Tamaki doll starts to burn and malfunction*
"Mommy! Daughters being mean! Tell her to stop! Shady twins - HELP ME MOMMY!"
your mother can't help you now! Neither can your little friends! BWA HAHAHA!!!
*Honey doll dumps petrol on fire.*
BWA HAHAHAHAAAA!!!!
~Meanwhile, the host club are watching from a considerable distance~
Kyouya: I told you saying 'I'm Tamaki-licious' was a bad idea.
Tamaki: *sob* T-T
*the rest just watch, slightly afraid*
Honey: why is my doll burning Tama-chan?
Honey-doll: Yay! Fun~ Fun~
Guys: O.o O_o =,= 0_0
Oh.... thanks for the reviews, and thanks for the Honey doll, he was really nice :) teehee...
I'm tired and stuff, hence the insane little intro thing up there... ignore it.
So... even Danno thought Kyouya cares about me.
I thought he'd gotten over me... I was obviously wrong.
I thought I'd gotten more able to read him, tell when he's faking... so, all along he's still liked me.
I feel like a bitch, I can get really 'affectionate' with Takashi, and whereas everyone leaves us to it, I have noticed he will look over.
So, he's just put a brave face on?
I walked out from the doorway, and saw the twins not far off, and they gave me the thumbs up, and I nodded... yes, in all physical sense I was perfectly fine.
Emotionally, I was a mess.
I should probably look like I'm enjoying myself though.
So I'll eat cake. Cake's happy, even if it is a comfort food.
I'd eat cake all the time when I was young, and that's what got me chubby, but I did manage to lose it, and I wasn't planning on heading for the plus sizes. So one slice.
I picked up a slice of strawberry cake, and sat at one of the tables that lined the walls, and started eating. I was half way through when a bright pink person bounced over to me and sat down. She started giggling, and I just looked up at her.
I knew that bow too well.
"What do you want Renge?" I asked, trying to sound nice, but I just sounded flat and bored and sharp.
"Well, I thought it was you Saori, and I wanted to know if you knew why Kyouya's acting all moody."
"Huh?"
"Well, look at him." she said, pointing to one side of the room where Kyouya was sat, mask off and looking very disgruntled. "He's miserable... a girl must have broken his delicate heart for him to look that bad."
"Hmm... they must have." I said quietly, still trying to shovel cake into my face.
"You're his best friend right?" she asked, looking at me.
Uh....
"No... Tamaki is." I said, finally putting my fork down and looking at her properly.
"No. I think he likes you more. You should go talk to him."
She stood, and before she walked away, she turned back to me.
"Oh, and you have frosting... just there." she said, pointing to the corner of her mouth.
"Thanks." I replied.
Sticking my tongue, I got rid of the sweet substance and stood.
I wish I hadn't eaten the cake now.
The prospect of talking to Kyouya now made me feel sick... but the cake that was settling in my stomach just kicked it up a notch.
* * *
"Kyouya?"
"What do you want Saori? Can't you see I'm busy?" he spat, glaring at me.
"I... I'm sorry." I whispered, taking my mask off and looking down at the floor. "I really am..."
"Oh? For what? Enlighten me. Are you sorry for being the bigger person? For being able to let things go and move on? For just telling me to get over it, when I really should, but like the idiot I am, I keep holding on... even when I know nothings going to change. What's happened has happened."
He looked away from me quickly, back to his laptop, and started punching the keys in angrily with his fingers. He kept having to hit the backspace key, and he eventually got so annoyed that he slammed the lid shut.
"What am I meant to say Saori? I'm sorry for thinking he might just hurt you again, I'm sorry for not being able to look past the fact that he might have changed. I'm sorry for not being able to move on, okay?"
He put his mask back on, and went to push past me, but I quickly grabbed his arm.
"Kyouya! No, don't be sorry... I'm sorry. Sorry for rubbing it in your face, and being so harsh when I told you to get over it and... and everything!"
I could feel tears prick my eyes, but I was determined not to let them spill over.
And he just looked at me, staring silently... sadly.
"I am sorry though... sorry I let myself become so close to something that has no merits for me. Nothing at all. Please excuse me."
His voice cracked at the end, and he quickly brushed me off and walked away.
I'd done it... I'd been a total bitch, and broken his heart. Hard as that was to imagine, this being Kyouya.
And he'd been hiding it for months.
He was right... I wasn't worth anything... I didn't bring merits, I only caused shit.
I put my mask back on, and walked out quickly... but not before Takashi saw me, and saw the tears that were falling down my face from under my mask.
So I ran.
* * *
I'd called granddad to pick me up, and I'd jumped in the car to get him to bring me home.
When we finally got back, I'd ran upstairs and taken the dress and mask off, wiped away the makeup, pulled my hair down, and got in my old gray sweats and pulled out one of my dads old gray sweaters, then pulled it on.
Grabbing my mobile, I dialed a number I had neglected for a while.
"Hello...?" asked a very sleepy voice.
"Lisa? God, I'm glad you're awake!" I cried, feeling a mix of sad and happy tears run down my face.
"Saori? What the hell? Is it really you?" she asked, sounding much more awake.
"Yeah... Lisa... I need to talk to you." I said.
"Go right ahead hun, I'm here for you."
So, curled up on my bed with a pillow, I told her the whole sad, sorry tale about liking both guys, and both liking me. Then I chose one, and now the other (after months) has finally come clean about still liking me, even though it looked as if he was over it. I told her about all the in between bits, about Danno, and the other guys, and everything...
And about how I was starting to wish I'd never come to Japan... it's all just been too much.
"Sweetie, for as long as I've known you, you have ALWAYS wanted to go to Japan! Always! And now you're there, you have a boyfriend, and by the sounds of it, you have some really, really good friends! Sure, there's drama... but everyone has it..."
"I want to come home..." I muttered, feeling completely worn out.
"you're staying there... just keep holding on."
"'Kay."
We chatted for a bit more, before I told her how much I loved her (as a best ever ever ever friend) but if I didn't go now, my bill would be too big to pay, and grandma would be pissed.
"Love you too babe, see you soon!"
"Bye..."
I hung up, and for a moment, I felt so light... as if all my stress had been lifted.
But then I remembered that I would still have to face Kyouya tomorrow, and everything came crashing down...
And I cried myself to sleep that night.
