As it turned out, I didn't even have to wait until tomorrow for Haruhi to attack me with questions, because just as I was about to lay back with a book, a knock came at the door to my room. Setting the book down on my bedside table, I got up and answered it. To be honest, I really shouldn't have been suprised to see that it was Haruhi in her pj's, pillow and notebook in hand.
"Hey!" she said, coming into my room.
I closed the door. "Haruhi, what are you doing?" I asked her, though deep down, I already knew.
"I've invited myself over for a sleepover!" she declared, jumping onto the unoccupied bed that was facing mine. "That way, we can talk all night!"
"You do know that sleeping in someone else's room is prohibited, right?" I asked her.
She shrugged. "Who really cares? Besides, it's not like you have a roommate to say anything about it, anyway." Which was true, I had to admit. Normally, each dorm room had two occupents, but seeing as there was an uneven number of girls, I somehow got a room to myself. At first, I liked it a lot, but now I know better. There are always some disadvantages to good things. In this case, it was Haruhi sleeping over whenever she wanted to.
I sat back down on my own bed, preparing myself for the long discussion ahead of us. "So, what do you want to talk about," I asked, just so I could get her started. The sooner it was over, the better.
She smiled at me, obviously glad that I asked. "What did you think of tonight?" she asked me.
Weird was what I wanted to tell her, because I still couldn't get that shocked face and stunning green eyes out of my head. But what I really told her was, "It was okay, I guess."
She nearly went bullistic on that. "You guess? YOU GUESS? Oh, come on! I know that there's much more to that sentence than 'I guess'! "
I sighed. "It was awesome," I said, trying to make it sound like I really meant it.
I guess it did, because Haruhi smiled triumphantly. "There, see! I knew it would." She opened her Night Class scrapbook, staring at a page filled with pictures of Aido-sempai. "Tonight has to be the best night ever!" she exclaimed, laying back onto the bed, clutching the scrapbook to her chest. "We are so lucky to have soooo many hot guys in our school!"
"Yeah," I agreed. That much was true.
Haruhi sprung up again, so sudden that I jumped with suprise. "Wait a second, I almost forgot!" she exclaimed, eyeing me suspiciously. "Mitsuki, which guy did you find the hottest?"
Green eyes sprang into my mind again, but I shock the image out of my head. "They were all pretty hot," I said slowly.
"I know, right?" Haruhi fell back, giggling. "So very hot..."
I sighed in relief, glad that she hadn't pressed me any further than that. Leaning back into my pillow, I pulled up the covers. "Haruhi, you wanna' turn the light off when you're ready to sleep?" I asked.
I heard a gasp. "Don't tell me that you're going to sleep already!" she asked in, what sounded like, disbelief. "We haven't even started talking yet!"
"Yeah, but I need a good night's rest," I told her. "Don't forget, we have that big exam in World History tomorrow."
I heard another gasp. "Oh my God!" I heard Haruhi say. "I completely forgot!" With that, I heard footsteps running towards the door, then the slam of it as Haruhi left the room. Smilling, I got up and turned off the light. Leave it to Haruhi to forget about an important test. I knew from experiance that she would be staying up all night now, studying like her life depended on it. I couldn't help feeling a little guilty about it, but it had happened so many times that we were both used to it by now. Anyway, tomorrow, Haruhi would be thanking me for reminding her, and she would be getting another 100%, so I wasn't all that worried.
I smiled as I opened the window slightly. It was the only window in my room, facing my bed, so that I could feel the cool breeze as I slept, and when I woke up, I would be greeted by a beautiful tree, whose branches almost touched my window as if to say hello. I always slept with the window open, because it would always get too hot in my room, and I wouldn't be able to sleep otherwise.
I crawled back into bed, and curling up under the covers, I let myself drift to the sounds of the night.
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"That wasn't so bad," Haruhi said the next day, yawning as she stretched her arms.
"Yeah, I expected it to be much harder," I said, collecting all of my textbooks, as well as Haruhi's. The bell had just rung, dismissing our World History class, and since we had Break next, neither of us were in any rush. "I think I'll be able to pass this one."
Haruhi rolled her eyes at me. "You always pass everything, Mitsuki," she said,
"Yeah, but I came pretty close to flunking that French report," I rememinded her.
"Who needs French anyway," she said. I couldn't help smiling at that, considering that that was the class that Haruhi did best in.
I got up, leaving the textbooks on the side of my place. "Come on, we better go before we waste all of our Break in here," I said.
"I don't mind that much," Haruhi said, giving me a lazy look as she leaned back in her chair.
I was about to say something when I heared a gasp behind me. I turned fast enough to see that a girl had tripped on her way down towards the door, and was about to fall to the ground, along with her books. Before I knew it, I had my arm around her waist, the other hand gripping the table for support. The books scattered all over the floor with a loud crash.
I exhaled the breath that I had been holding in. Letting go of the table, I flexed my fingers a little. They were sore, but that was about it. Lucky that I had fast reflexes, I thought to myself. Someone could have gotten hurt. Then I remembered the girl in my other arm. Quickly, I helped her back onto her feet. "Are you okay?" I asked her.
Yeah," she said, looking at me. I was shocked to see that it was Yuki Cross. Bending down to pick up her books, she said, "I can't believe how clumsy I am today."
I bent down and started to help her pick up her books. "I don't think you're clumsy. Just tired," I told her honnestly. " To be honnest, it doesn't suprise me. Being a Guardian must be harder than people think."
She smiled a bit. "Yeah," she said. "But I'm glad that I can help out this way. Even if it hurts my sleep cycle," she added, yawning.
We both stood up. Handing her books back, I noticed a bandage around Cross-san's neck. Come to think of it, I've seen her with it a couple of times. "Cross-san," I began.
"Please, call me Yuki," she told me with a smile.
"Okay," I said, smiling back. "Um, Yuki-chan, I don't mean to pry, but why do you wear that bandage?" I asked.
Her hand flew to her neck. "Oh, um, it's just a little scratch," she said hastily. "It's nothing, really."
I nodded. "Okay," I said. "Well, um, see you later, Yuki-chan."
"Yeah. Bye, um," she said uncertainly. It took me a moment before I understood.
"I'm Mitsuki Satahiro," I told her. "But you can call me Mitsuki."
She smiled. "Okay. Bye Mitsuki-chan, and thank you!' she said, and with that, she left.
I turned around, and picked up my own textbooks. "Hey Haruhi," I began, but stopped when I noticed that she had fallen alseep. Smiling a little, I took her textbooks, too. Making my way to the door, I looked at Haruhi one more time. Then, loud enough for her to hear me, I said, "Oh, look, it's Idol-sempai!"
"Where?" Haruhi shrieked, jumping out of her chair.
I laughed. "Come on, sleepy head, or else we'll be late," I said through stiffles of laughter.
Haruhi just pouted at me, crossing her arms. "That was NOT funny," she told me.
I just laughed harder, leaving the room as the bell rang. I heard Haruhi cry for me to wait as she tried to catch up. "Mitsuki!" She said, finally falling into step with me. "You could at least wait for me."
"And risk being late? I don't think so," I told her, handing back her books.
She sighed. "Anyway," she said, changing the subject, "Was that Cross-san walking out of the room?"
"I thought you were sleeping."
"Mearly dozing," she said.
"Huh," I said as we entered the classroom. "Well, yeah, it was her. Why?"
Haruhi shrugged. "Oh, no reason," she said. Then she eyed me suspiciously. "Did you two talk?" she asked.
"Yeah," I said slowly. Haruhi was starting to weird me out with all of these questions. "Again, why do you want to know?"
"I told you, no reason whatsoever," she said, sitting down in our usual spots.
I thought for a moment as I sat down next to her. Normally, there was always some reason as to why Haruhi was digging about something, so this was pretty unusual. Looking at her as she opened up her precious notebook, something clicked. "Haruhi, you don't have anything against Yuki-chan, do you?"
She looked at me for a moment, suprised by what I had said. "Yuki-chan? Since when do you call her Yuki-chan?" she demanded.
"Oh, um, she asked me to call her that," I told her hesitantly, wondering how Haruhi might react.
"So you're getting all buddy-buddy with the Guardian, now are you?" she asked in an accusing tone.
I groaned. "Oh come on, Haruhi! I can't believe that you're one of those girls!"
" 'Those girls"?" she asked.
"One of those girls that dislike Yuki-chan because she's a Guardian," I told her.
"Of course I don't like her!" Haruhi said. "How come she gets all of those hot guys all to herself? It's not fair!" I was going to say something when I noticed a picture that was on the open page of Haruhi's book.
"Hey, Haruhi?" I asked as she was in midsentence.
And then y- What?" she asked, startled by my quick change of subject.
"Who's that?" I asked, pointing at the picture.
She looked down, and then squeeled, probably glad that I had asked her a question on her favorite subject. "That's Tamaki Tsukorrou! His family runs one of the biggest blood banks on this continent."
"You mean THE Tsukorrous?" I asked, astounded. The Tsukorrous were a very well-known family through out these parts, and they were very respected. Not to mention rich. "What is someone like Tsukorrou-sempai doing in a small academy like this?"
She shrugged. "Who knows. All I wanna' know is if he wants to get together some time."
I nudged her. "How are you ever gonna get a guy if you can't stay faithful to your crush? What about poor Idol-sempai?" I asked.
She sighed. "I know, but I can't help it," she said. "They're all just so hot."
All I could do was nod as I looked at the face of the green eyed wonder that stared out of the snapshot. I was shocked by how much I wanted to see his face again, if only for a moment. Was I turning into... a fan girl? I shook my head at that thought. Just because I ... might like one of the Night Class guys, it didn't make me a fan girl. Though I didn't really like the feeling either.
"Hey, Haruhi?" I asked hesitantly, the part that wished to see this... what's his name again... Tsukorrou-sempai winning over the part that didn't. "Would it be okay if I, um, come with you tonight? To the Moon Dorm's gate, I mean?"
Haruhi stared at me for a moment, visibly shocked. Then she shrieked and hugged me tight. "Oh, yes, of course you can come!" she shrieked mutedly, so as not to disturb the rest of the class, which had started. "I knew I would convert you! I knew it I knew it I knew it!"
"Calm down," I said. "You sound like a catholic priest or something."
She grinned sheepishly. "Sorry," she said.
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So that was how I found myself leaning on a big tree for the second time in a row, listening to the "Kya"s of the many fan girls. Yuki-chan was once again being pushed like a ragdoll, and Kiryu-sempai looked just as scary as he did the day before. The only thing different was that I knew what to expect this time, and who I was looking for.
So as the big doors of the gate opened, I stood up straighter, readying myself for the last look I would allow myself of Tsukorrou-sempai. I ,unlike the other girls, was going to keep my distance from the forbidden boys.
Slowly, almost painfuly slow, the procession made its way down the path. Kuran-sempai, Ichijo-sempai, and everyone else emerged from the crowd. I counted them off, placing names to faces that Haruhi had showed me repeatedly, until finally, finally, there he was.
I leaned back onto the tree as I watched him walk behind the rest of the group. He really was beautiful, from this point of view at least. But something seemed off today. I could see his eyes search through faces in the crowd, as if searching for someone. I smiled at the thought that he might be looking for me, even though I knew that that wasn't possible. No guys liked me. I was the averagely tall bookworm with shoulder lenght black hair and the average blue eyes. Nothing particularly special, or remarkable.
I watched as he left with the others, and decided that it had been enough. Time to go inside and get some sleep. I began to walk back, the squeals of the crowds growing fainter, when I felt eyes staring into my back. I'm not sure how, but I just did. So I turned around, ready to see Haruhi glaring at me for forgetting her. But when I didn't see anyone in particular, I turned and left. I must have just imagined it.
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I had already changed into my flannal pj's and was just about to settle down when I heard a knock on my door. Cautiously, I opened it.
"You are in SO much trouble!" Haruhi told me, glaring murderously.
I sighed, knowing that this would happen. "Look yell at me all you want, but I'm going to sleep. G'night." And before she could say another word, I closed the door in her face. To be honest, I didn't feel like dealing with her now. All I wanted to do was sleep. Or read.
But my clock said that it was 10 o'clock already, so I decided that sleep would be the best thing to do, and I went to the window to open it as I normally did.
And was shocked to see the green eyed boy standing right outside of it.
Second chapter!
Well, I'm super glad that this one's a long one...I'm a big reader, ya know (sorry to those who aren't...)
God, how ironic that the green eyed boy is, like, heir to a blood bank! Cuz he's in the night class and all? *coughs* Um, yeah.
Anyway, THANKS FOR READING! I always get so astounded that people actually want to read my stories. *shrugs* Who knew?
Anyway, hope I get to see you lovely folks in the next chapter.
*goes back to Cross Academy to kidnap Kaname*
X3
