Authors Note: Yo. Hope everyone is doing good, I'm really happy because I finally broke my curse and thought of a pretty good idea for a new fanfic after I finish this one (yes it takes me this long to think of one, so I gotta start myself early) anyways I noticed that all of you scored Alternate Universes low on you're polls, but would it be different if I wrote one? Anyways I'll just see how things go.
For now I'm working on a teaser and a cover picture. Enjoy the next chapter of Just Haruhi!
Ps: Anyone recognize the very start of this chapter? Ohohoh. I'm such a creative author aren't I, and so subtle! XD
(by the way, I tried to get myself in the mood by listening to P.s: I still love you so…yea…)
Enjoy the cliché-ness...and the long chapter…to make up for me being an ass and making you wait…..20 pages….ugh…my fingers hurt.
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Sirens wailed in the background of her mind, and footsteps of the shooter suddenly took off. Many people were around them, looking horrified and as paralyzed as she was. Haruhi started to shake horrible as Hikaru swaggered some, his hand holding onto his chest as blood dripped down his mouth. He fell backwards and onto Haruhi, making her have to spread her legs and hold up her arms to support his weight. Camera's flashed all around her from people's picture phones but she didn't even notice. The world was black at the moment and the only thing that was real was the fact that Hikaru was dying in her arms.
Wait- what was going on?! Why was Hikaru in such a state?! Her mind was tottaly blank and her wide brown eyes started to shake as she tried to figure out what was going on. A pain she had never known before arose inside of her as she looked down at Hikaru's deadpan face. This wasn't just her best friend dying; this pain was that of a dying lover. Haruhi held her heart as she held in cries.
Whimpers escaped her as she fell due to his nearly dead weight. She guided his head as gently as she could to her lap as she finally broke and sobbed, digging her head into his hair. God it hurt so much, pain, please go away! Why?! Why did this happen to him?! Why did it hurt so much?! They had only been going out for three days and already- already she was sobbing over his bleeding body.
The ambulance and cop cars weren't too far away, for even she could hear their annoying tones and sirens coming down the street. Haruhi grabbed onto Hikaru's hair tightly as she sobbed into him, knowing his fate all to well. Everyone died who got close to her, and now, it would be the same fate for Hikaru.
"…Hikaru…" Haruhi whispered, hoping to get a response from him. "…Hikaru?"
The girl, tired and broken, kissed every part of the top of his head as she started to sob harder due to the fact that he wasn't responding to her. She took in deep breaths and started to run her fingers through his long locks before she tried again.
"…Hikaru…Hikaru please say something…" Haruhi whispered painfully. Hikaru's eyes stayed somewhat closed as she lifted her head off of his own. He continued to bleed and his hands were twitching unhealthily. His face was becoming paler and as she stroked her hands down him his body felt like ice to her touch.
Her pupils shook as she tried to imagine his skin, warm and healthy, hoping that somehow it would turn it into a reality. Haruhi shuddered as she cried again, this was a dream, it had to be, so why didn't she doubt that all of this was real? Why did she, after only seeing part of the story, feel as though she had lived it her whole life?
Haruhi took in a deep breath once more, letting out a shuddered sob as she pulled him to her. People stared, many women started to cry into their husbands shoulders, and a few threw up do to the blood in a trashcan. But all felt a tear in their heart as Haruhi cried out for him.
"HIKARU!" Haruhi screamed out, her fingertips suddenly grabbing onto his hands as she brought them up to her face, her eyes squinting in her sobs as her chest heaved up and down with open sorrow. Haruhi twisted up her face in remorse. It hurt, it hurt so badly.
"NO! HIKARU COME BACK! IT SHOULDN'T END THIS WAY! PLEASE!" Haruhi screamed. She felt like this was the part that had gone unwritten, and bonds that were once restricting her had burst free. Haruhi shook his body in her hands, her red and puffy eyes glaring down at him as she slapped him across the face as hard as she could.
"WAKE UP YOU JERK!" Haruhi screamed at the top of her lungs. The paramedics had arrived, and though, hesitant, reached over to grab Haruhi from off of the mans body. Haruhi screamed in protest kicking her legs and flailing her arms like a mad woman.
"NO! DON'T TAKE HIM AWAY FROM ME! PLEASE! HES ALL I HAVE LEFT!" Haruhi screamed out as sobs escaped her once again. If they took Hikaru's body that would mean there really was nothing left, and that it was all over. They could always start a new relationship, but you can't take back a life!
"PLEASE! GOD! IF YOU'RE LISTENING PLEASE GIVE HIM BACK! I LOVE HIM! PLEASE ARE YOU LISTENING?" Haruhi yelled up at the sky, her tears flying as her hair did. Haruhi finally broke the cord to her rage and energy dying as she fell limp in the man who had been holding her back's arms. She cried desperately, not even caring to hide her face in her hands as she whimpered pathetically.
"…Hikaru…take me too…why didn't you take me too…" Haruhi asked the ground as she sobbed heavily, her entire body shaking.
"…you should've…you should've taken me too…"
"AHHH!" Haruhi bolted up with a scream as she sobbed into the air. Her eyes blinked at her surroundings as she suddenly touched the tips of her eyes delicately. It was dark and the usually blue walled room was dark and horrifying. Each new shadow caused a fear to jump in Haruhi's stomach. A dream? Right?
It had to be a dream.
But it felt so real, she could still feel the horrible burning for death rising in her heart at the image of Hikaru's dead body stretched out in her open arms. Haruhi glanced at the clock, it was around two in the morning or so judging by the larger hand's placement, but somewhere in her mind, a thread snapped.
It didn't matter what time it was or what type of logic was going on in her brain, her feet threw themselves off of the bed side and onto the floor as she took off in a run out of her room and down the hall. She just had to see him; she just had to know that he was safe. All she needed was to hear his soft breathing and she could be satisfied. The girl felt her eyes water again subconsciously as Hikaru's dead eyes stared at her from across the room.
"HIKARU PLEASE BE OK!" Haruhi screamed as she sobbed softly. Why was she crying? Maybe it was just an after effect from the dream, she couldn't tell. It wasn't like her to cry over a dream, or for no reason…but…It felt like she hadn't woken just yet, and that these tears would continue to fall until reality took her in its arms. Haruhi choked back something in her throat as she skidded to a stop in front of Hikaru's room, and without knocking, threw open the door.
Instead of finding a murder scene or blood lying across every inch of the walls, Haruhi could only gaze upon a sleeping body, breathing in and out peacefully, his bright orange hair falling in whips across his face. Something in Haruhi unclenched as she let her hand slide down the wall when she fell onto her knees near the doorway, silent tears still pouring.
Thank goodness…
Haruhi cried very softly into her clothes as she did not want to wake the tired boy. He looked as beat as she was, and an eerie sadness hid itself in his dreams as well as she bit her t-shirt to keep quiet. Her tears nearly instantly stopped. She glanced up at Hikaru once more, just to confirm that he was indeed alright. Haruhi leaned against the doorway with her head before letting her eyes close a bit.
Maybe…she'd just watch him for a little longer.
How was she to know that another orange haired boy was lying on the floor, watching her as well, and cringing at her every shake?
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"Haruhi?"
Haruhi's glittering brown eyes fluttered open as she lay on the silky bed, her lazy exterior only slightly perking as the door opened a smidge. Haruhi mumbled an all clear before placing her head back upon the pillow, its soft cold fabric soothing her hot cheeks. Her muscles still hurt like hell from last night and though she looked a bit better, the bruises were twice as sensitive to movement.
A pair of golden eyes peered at her as she shivered at coarse hands touching her skin. Hikaru placed his hand, ever so lightly upon her bare shoulder. Haruhi considered flicking it away, but at seeing how dramatically he was acting she thought better of it. The girl yawned, stretching out the pain in her muscles as she leaned her head against Hikaru's chest sleepily.
"…come on Haruhi get up..." Hikaru whispered numbly. Haruhi shook her head stupidly, wrapping her arms around his stomach as she pulled her head closer into him. Hikaru tried his best to resist taking her in his arms right then and there, and could only fight back the urge by thinking of small cute defenseless dead puppies. Haruhi had sure gotten a lot more physical than normal ever since he had brought her back home from the attack.
Hikaru pulled away, rubbing her cheek with his thumb as he leaned his head against her one. Haruhi stared up at him innocently as she rubbed the sand out of her eyes quickly. Hikaru closed his own gold orbs, letting her warm breathe heat up his face as she gave a quick sneeze, making him let out a small laugh while she crunched up her nose and twitched it.
"…oh yea. Is there something you wanted to say Hikaru?" Haruhi asked gently. Hikaru nodded solemnly, not looking excited in the least about what he was going to have to say. The boy slowly sighed and rubbed the back of his orange head, pain trickling in and out of his system. This was evident on his face as he turned away, his hyper and normal self vanishing out the window.
"…Yea…I…I wanted to tell you something…" he whispered through gritted teeth. Haruhi sat on the edge of the bed, dreading whatever it was that was going to come out of his mouth. She gripped at the sheets, her heart hoping for the best, her mind preparing her for the worst. She slowly nodded, holding back a gulp.
"Well then…go on…" Haruhi whispered.
Hikaru flinched and opened his mouth to say something, still keeping his head to the side as his eyes focused on the wall. He couldn't say it. Hikaru gave up, letting his head fall as he fell onto a nearby chair and lifted his orange scruff of hair just enough so that his eyes could be seen.
"Go on a date with me…" Hikaru whispered gravely. Haruhi blinked, surprised that those words could come out in such a tone. She slowly nodded, though it was not out of happiness or glee, but was simply laced with understanding. She had been smiling minutes before, and sobbing only hours ago, but now…all she could do was turn to him numbly and hold out her hand.
"…come on…you can get dressed then we'll leave…" Hikaru whispered softly. Haruhi nodded and scratched her head quickly before started toward the closet. Hikaru followed absent mindedly as she raised a brow and slowly let out a low laugh, making him snap out of his gaze as she stood in the edge of the closet, both hands on each side as she twisted her head.
"You going to pick out my outfit for me? Well alright…just nothing too small like last time…" Haruhi whispered in such a tone that Hikaru blushed and had to rub his eyes once more. Had she really just said that?! Was he still sleeping? Haruhi laughed and ran into the closet, him following quickly as she let a happy smile beam across her face, if she could get him back to normal for just a day, she would be happy!
"So are you letting my watch you change?" Hikaru asked in his normal mischievous tone as Haruhi skipped behind the screen. He faked a pout and smirked as he sat down in one of the chairs in the closet before closing his eyes and letting out a soft sigh. Hikaru started to dig through the closets many options of outfits before once more slipping into his depressed state- the diversion not becoming a good one as Haruhi peeked up from over the screen.
"Oi! Do you something for me to wear yet?!" Haruhi suddenly called out. Hikaru's head snapped up as he looked to see if Haruhi had tripped. Quickly ducking down she waited a minute before slowly slipping her top off and throwing it on top of the screen.
She could tell his eyes were on her as her silhouette stripped off her pants. She made sure he watching, he was a boy, and any trouble could be distracted with teasing. Haruhi blushed the deepest red she had ever been in her life as she forced herself to hang up her pants on top of the screen. Hikaru was scaring her, she had never seen him so down, and her body had acted on her own. Haruhi bit her lip as she crossed her arms over her chest, damn female hormones.
"…yea…where do you want me to put it?" Hikaru asked, his voice cracking a bit at the last part. Haruhi let out a sigh, good, he was back into his nervous self. The woman looked around a little, the screen was only a one way and even if she leaned over to get them out of his hands she would still show herself. Haruhi considered just putting her clothes back on as she heard Hikaru sigh once more. Haruhi rolled her eyes and pushed her hair off of her shoulders before forcing out a girlish giggle.
"Well if you're that disappointed you can just come and give them to me in person…" Haruhi called back. Oh Hikaru owed her, big! Once he was back to normal for good, she would beat him senseless for making him resort to such matters; a pair of clothes suddenly banging on her head from above made Haruhi grunt as she picked up the material.
"Stop being such a little brat." Hikaru called out stubbornly. Haruhi giggled as she pulled the plain white t-shirt over her chest and some jeans over her now curved legs. They were still a bit tight, but that was only because they were built for models and not a growing girl's body. Though the entire outfit was simple it was comfortable, and that was what she looked for most. But…why had Hikaru picked out something so boring and common?
Haruhi walked out, still suspicious of him as Hikaru put out his arm. Haruhi slowly walked toward him as he laid his open arm gently across her shoulder, wrapped his loose hand gently to her neck so he wouldn't accidentally grace her collar and make her mad at him.
"So where are we going?" Haruhi asked gently as she touched his hand with her gentle fingertips. He flinched as she caressed the hand on her shoulder. He loved that soft hand, the way that it knew exactly where to touch to make his mind snap back to its best state.
"Haha! Wherever you want! I figured since you took all your time to take care of me when I was sick today could be all about you!" Hikaru looked down at her and laughed happily, his teeth clenching together into what seemed to be a smug grin. Haruhi gulped, feeling it rise in her throat and drop down to her stomach as her hands shook softly. Though he looked happy, his eyes showed such pain she felt like he would drop dead at any given moment.
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"Are you sure this is where you want to go? I mean, our limo could take us anywhere." Hikaru whispered to Haruhi as they stepped out of the limousine. Hikaru looked back at the limo as the windows to the front opened and a rather old looking man nodded to Hikaru and Haruhi. Haruhi smiled and walked to the window, flashing the man a thankful grin.
"Thank you so much Mr. Otoharuh…you have no idea how much this means to us." Haruhi whispered as he slowly nodded a light blush on his cheeks as he rubbed the young girls hair and gave her a sentimental smile.
"Well you remind me of my daughter Miss Haruhi, I'd do anything for you to smile at me like that. Call anytime you need me ok?" He whispered happily before letting her step away as she waved and watched him drive off.
"…I thought his name was Jeeves"
"Nope."
"He has a daughter?"
"Well he did. She moved out some time ago because she was disappointed in his career choice."
"…really?"
"Yea they haven't talked in three years" Haruhi answered still smiling as she continued to wave until the car was tottaly out of sight and hidden. Hikaru slowly stepped beside her as he looked down at the girl. He had learned something new everyday from her…
"How do you know all of this?" He suddenly asked.
"…I asked…" Haruhi whispered as she smiled and turned to look at him
"…I never thought to ask our employees about that kinda stuff…" Hikaru whispered.
Haruhi slowly nodded and peered out at the nearly empty boardwalk. She had known about this beach for a long time, for her father used to take her when she needed a get away. It was a rather calm place with calming scenery and a few shops to go into if you felt bored. Haruhi stared down the street and toward the broken boardwalk.
"Well sometimes you need to go up and beyond with people Hikaru…they aren't just commoners, there's nothing common about them at all…"
The next few minutes were the most awkward that she had ever spent with Hikaru before. The world was spinning at a fast pace and Hikaru's eyes bore into her back as he stood behind her, slowly following wherever she led. Haruhi glanced at some of the shops and smiled as an old man, wilting with age, waved happily at the two. He stood near a stand, apparently selling some type of odd smelling food. Haruhi, curious by nature, hurried over and looked down at the bubbling orange, brown and green substance. Hikaru, now curious as well, peered over her shoulder, glancing down at it as he raised a brow, sticking out his tongue.
"…what IS that?!" Hikaru asked loudly. Haruhi smacked him easily before looking up at the man with an apologetic smile.
"I'm sorry. My friend is very rude. I apologize. Now sir, may I ask what this delicacy is?" Haruhi asked speaking in her kindest voice. The man smiled happily, half of his teeth missing as he explained his 'secret recipe' to the small girl. Haruhi slowly nodded, half bent over, half sniffing the different bowls as he laughed and they engaged in conversation. Hikaru mumbled and rubbed his temple and glanced at Haruhi. She seemed to be happy talking about food and cooking, in fact, it was the most natural that he had seen her in a long time. Hikaru sighed and leaned against the wall, sensing the she might take a while.
But today was all about her…
And he wouldn't bring her down…
"Are you sure? I mean, thank you very much sir." Haruhi cooed out happily as she took what looked to be a small piece of paper in her hands. The man laughed and nodded, his hands shooing her off. Haruhi smiled and placed some money on the table before taking the two cups that he had handed her and walking over to Hikaru.
"Tell me you're not doing what I think you're going too do." Hikaru whispered. Haruhi smiled happily and held out one for him. Hikaru shook his head and crossed his hands into an x before backing up. Too bad he was already cornered against the wall.
"Just eat it." Haruhi whispered. Hikaru took it gingerly and cautiously in his hands as he turned it to the side. There was a label? He started to read, observing how it didn't say EXACTLY what the substance was, and was merely going on about the benefits of good luck that it would bring into their lives. He rolled his eyes and scrolled down to the very bottom where there lay a warning label.
Warning: May cause headaches, irritation, random changes in hormones, giddy giggles, too much energy, and fear of Splenda.
"…It actually has a warning label. Haruhi it has a warning label! SPLENDA HARUHI!" Hikaru yelled as he looked over at the girl who was happily eating at the bizarre food. A smile he hadn't seen since she had taken her first bite of cafeteria food graced her full lips as she giggled and turned to him holding out the spoon.
"Saw aww!" Haruhi squealed out, seeming about to bounce out of her skin with energy as she giggled again.
"Bu-but…war-warning label Haruhi." Hikaru whimpered out. Haruhi blinked innocently, her hand holding steady for him to eat off of the spoon as he sighed, knowing he wasn't about to win this battle. He rolled his eyes dramatically, making sure that she saw as he leaned forward and took the food gingerly in his mouth. Haruhi leaned forward as he took a bite and kissed his forehead making him nearly choke as he forced the food down his throat.
"What'd you do that for?!" Hikaru asked as he wiped at his lips quickly, a bright blush on his cheeks as he turned away.
"Well…I wanted to comfort you because you were scared of the warning label." Haruhi laughed out.
"You're such a good boy!" Haruhi cooed out as she patted his head like a small child. Hikaru twitched and hid in laughter as he realized how good the substance in his mouth tasted. Acting like he was doing it to just to please her as he took another spoonful.
"So do you want to call Jee-…Mr. Otoharuh to take us somewhere else? This place isn't exactly jumping you know." Hikaru whispered as he ran his hands down his head.
"…it's ok Hikaru. I don't want to go to anyplace where we wouldn't be able to spend any real time with each other." Haruhi whispered. Hikaru slowly nodded as he stretched by standing up. Haruhi did the same looking around before walking again, the air becoming too tense. Hikaru slipped by her side as he sighed and thought over how he was going to tell her. He stuffed his hands in his pockets before looking up at the sky and walking in step with her own small feet.
There was no way…
There was no way he could tell her…
"So there was something that you wanted to talk about?" Haruhi asked gently as she looked up at him. Hikaru flinched and laughed before rubbing the back of his head and holding out his hand. Haruhi stared at the open palm before raising a brow. He became nervous at her refusal to take his hand and quickly redrew it back into his pant pocket. Haruhi rolled her eyes and let out a heavy sigh before looking away and digging his hand into her own, intertwining their fingers.
"…Hikaru…" Haruhi whispered lowly, her voice numb and out of place as she stared down at the ground. Hikaru bit his lip as he looked for a distraction. He suddenly tugged at her hand, pulling her toward the boardwalk as he laughed happily and pointed to a photo booth, cutting off her sentence.
"Come on Haruhi! Let's go get our pictures taken!" He called out happily. Haruhi could only stare up at him as she sighed and slowly nodded, her feet jumping by themselves as she rushed toward the booth with him. By the time that they got into the booth Haruhi and Hikaru had to squish in together just to fit into the small thing. Haruhi started to laugh as Hikaru searched Haruhi's jean pockets for some change. Haruhi slapped at his hands quickly, still giggling.
"Hey stop that tickles!" Haruhi laughed out as he pulled out a few quarters and placed them into the slot. Haruhi was squished against the side, and so, in an effort to make her blush, and get into a less harmful position, Hikaru pulled her up on his lap. Haruhi fell back a bit, her cheeks red as the first flash went.
"H-Hikaru! Don't do that so suddenly!" Haruhi yelled as she laughed and leant back against him and smiled, a real laugh escaping her as he chucked as well, another bright flash blinding their vision. Hikaru smirked and slowly tipped Haruhi's chin so that she was looking at him. They were in a photo booth, alone, and still had one more picture, why not a famous kiss scene?
Hikaru leaned in, making Haruhi blush a bit as she gazed at him a bit, her back arching as her eyes closed halfway at his slow temptation; if he was going to kiss her than do it already. Haruhi's eyes closed as she waited, and seeing that nothing was happening she squinted a bright orb open.
"…what are you waiting for? Don't tell me you're getting shy." Haruhi dared as he sat there, looking rather stupid as he kept his head tilted just enough so that he could kiss her at any given moment. He glanced at the ticker and waited as he laughed.
"I'm waiting for the photo." He laughed out. Haruhi smiled at his laugh as she let out a sigh. How on Earth did she fall for such an idiot? The girl smirked to herself as relief spread over her, he seemed to have returned to normal for another moment of the day. The girl grinned and hugged his head to her chest since she was sitting on top of him. Hikaru smiled as well and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling himself into her.
Suddenly the flash went off.
"Aww me missed the picture!" Hikaru whimpered out as he heard the old machine attempt to print out their pictures. Haruhi slowly nodded before trying to move her leg so that she could escape the small prison, as soon as one leg was over however Hikaru suddenly stopped her, looking into her bright brown eyes as his own wavered. Haruhi felt her heart sting again, he was upset again.
"…Hikaru…" she wanted to beg him to tell her what was wrong, but she didn't have time. Hikaru let his head fall as he tried to regain himself; almost unbelieving that he had let her see him in such a state. Haruhi leaned forward a bit, rubbing the top of his head as she lifted his head.
"…come on…the suns setting…" Hikaru mumbled as he moved, allowing Haruhi to escape his grasp as he pushed back the curtain of the booth. Haruhi stared at his back as he walked out without another word, his damp mood returning again. Haruhi bluntly hit her head against the metal booth as she growled. Haruhi sighed and hid her head in her hands, was she doing something wrong?!
Haruhi stormed out of the booth, now angry that he was switching his moods so quickly. He told her this entire day was going to be about her, he promised her a nice date, and he told her there was something that needed to be said! So why wasn't he saying anything?! Haruhi stormed onto the beach only to be sunk into the sand at her heavy tennis shoes. Haruhi grunted and threw her shoes and socks to the side before running over to Hikaru's side, sand squishing calmly in-between her toes.
"Hikaru! Tell me what's going on right now!" Haruhi screamed out as she stood behind Hikaru. Hikaru slowly turned to her, his eyes now gray with thought as she started to breathe heavily.
"Kiss me." Hikaru demanded. Haruhi blinked out of surprise and blushed as she shook her head, tapping her ear with her palm, as if trying to believe that she had actually heard him correctly.
"…w-what?" Haruhi asked with a croaked voice.
"…kiss me…please…I'm begging you Haruhi." He whispered desperately. Haruhi blinked for a few more seconds before swallowing hard and watching as he looked up at her with pleading eyes. Haruhi considered screaming back at him, at lashing out and demanding that he tell what was going on, but the thought couldn't even pass her mind twice as he grabbed her shirt and pulled her level with him; and in under a second, their lips were attached passionately as Haruhi wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling like crying.
Hikaru was fighting past any and all urges that rid into his system as he held her to him, forcing her to never part as he kept his lips tightly in place. Haruhi shivered slightly at the feeling the kiss pressed into her as Hikaru's course hand pressed deeply into her back, forcing her chest onto his own. She was still in a half sitting half standing position, and finally, due to the weakness in her legs and the pressure of the kiss she fell, pushing him down onto the sand, not even parting.
Haruhi flinched as Hikaru nudged his head against her, parting from her lips and then coming back upon her with some regret from parting at all. Haruhi went along with it, letting her hands roam as she mentally tried to figure out what this heavy iron in her stomach was coming from throughout the kiss. It was as Hikaru nudged her lips to open with his own that she suddenly understood it wasn't a kiss to ignite her love for him- it was a kiss to say goodbye…
Haruhi pulled away for a second as she felt a tear string down her cheek.
"…where are you going?" She suddenly asked as he stared at her with sad eyes.
"….I'm sorry Haruhi…" He whispered as he rubbed her cheek with his soft touch. Haruhi slapped his hand away making him flinch as she raised her hand again to slap him across the face.
"Where are you going?! Tell me! At least tell me why you're leaving me!" Haruhi yelled as tears sprang down her cheeks. Hikaru looked away as he let out a shuddered breath and bit his lip to keep back the information. Giving her no hope was better than telling her he was engaged- it would only make things more complicated.
"It's just not working. Just look at it this way, now you can go out with Tamaki like you wanted." Hikaru whispered before he could control it. A strict slap across his face made him flinch as Haruhi suddenly shook with tears, not on the brink of sobs yet.
"DAMN IT BOY I DON'T WANT HIM I WANT YOU!" She screamed, throwing her hands down into the sand as she fell to her knees, crying softly.
"…goodbye Haruhi…" Hikaru whispered. Without another word he turned and walked off of the beach, leaving a crying girl tangled in a ball, confused, cold, and heart broken beyond her imagination.
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"Oh Kaoru we're so excited that you came!" A high pitched voice annoyingly rang through Kaoru's ear as he twitched and walked into the heavily decorated mansion. The walls were lined with passion flowers and everything else was perfectly matching, making him want to throw up. Kaoru tried to hold back gags as Hannah led Kaoru deeper and deeper into the strange place. He had just wanted to learn what exactly the girls had done to Haruhi that night- but it seemed he wouldn't get his answer quickly.
Deciding to get straight to the point Kaoru stopped right in front of one of the doors that led to the outside; best that he had a quick get away if she decided to pounce. Hannah suddenly stopped in her little tour as she turned to see angry golden eyes staring her down. She laughed a little nervously, her pink dress falling against her knees as she pressed her arm against her chest, revealing a long line of cleavage to his eyes.
Kaoru really did feel the need to gag now.
"…Look I just came to ask what you did to Haruhi." Kaoru whispered seriously as he kept his arms crossed, standing firm. If this girl thought that she would get the best of him she was dead wrong. The woman giggled lightly and a bit nervously as she pressed her knees together to hide her fear.
"We didn't do anything Kaoru darling." She whispered as she walked up to him, her long lashes fluttering as she laughed and skipped over to him. She was obviously not paying attention to the fact that he was glaring daggers into her little pink sadistic heart at the moment.
"Don't call me darling…" Kaoru growled out, crunching his fist against his palm as she bit her lip and brushed a piece of hair out of her face.
"That's right…I'm Hikaru's fiancé right? You're such a good little brother, looking out for him and all." The woman stated as she walked past Kaoru easily, opening the large double doors that led into the huge garden. Hannah walked out elegantly, her pink dress blending in perfectly with the happy looking flowers that embraced the entire garden. The grass was as green as a lime and any dark bushes were quickly covered up with either pink or yellow roses. Kaoru took in a deep breath and walked forward.
"Did you threaten her in any way?" Kaoru asked, ignoring the last statement as he followed at Hannah's heel. If he could just intimidate her a little maybe she would give him the information that he needed.
"Why ever would you say that?" Hannah asked as she plucked a pink rose off of the bush and put it to her lips, supposedly making her look cute. If Kaoru didn't have eyes for only one person, and or not know about her cruel and twisted heart, he would have thought that she was a beautiful woman. Hannah draped her eyes as she looked back at the younger brother.
"You know our family could crush yours if we wanted too…take back whatever threats you said to Haruhi and we won't have a problem…" Kaoru answered gravely. The girl sighed heavily as her hair flew out of her face. She tip toed over to Kaoru, trailing her fingers down his chest as she looked up at him with large pouty lips.
"Kaoru-…love….there must be another reason you're here than to just talk about her." Hannah whispered as she popped open the button to his shirt with what looked to just be a flick. Kaoru stood hard as stone, but inside he shuddered, this was woman just went from a sadistic whench to a seductive witch?! Gross.
"…it must be lonely…all alone…I don't know how I'd live if Haley did something like that to me…betraying me I mean…" She suddenly whispered as she kissed his collar, trails of her sticky lip-gloss making Kaoru freeze. She had hit a nerve. The girl proceeded to try and seduce him as Kaoru felt his throat light on fire. He wanted to yell curses, or insult her in some way, but for some reason- he could just think of Haruhi and Hikaru kissing, a barrier set up between them and the rest of the world.
"…she's just trying to make things harder for you two you know…not like me…I'm only trying to make it better…she wouldn't understand a twins bond…I do…I do Kaoru…" Hannah whispered into his ear as she bit his lobe. Kaoru snapped back before pushing her away. That wasn't true…Haruhi did understand, maybe not as well as he'd like, but she understood!
"…No…Hannah you just don't get it out."
'Hehe! It's ok! I'll always be there for you!'
Kaoru's head throbbed.
"What are you saying?! She can't be that perfect!" Hannah screamed throwing her flower onto the ground and stomping on it. Kaoru held his head again as images flashed past his head at the sight of the flower being crushed.
'What do you mean you have a friend?! Kaoru! I thought we were supposed to be friends! Everyone else is stupid remember?! No one deserves to be in our world but us!' His twin's face was shadowed out by the darkness of the room, but Kaoru could only shake as his brother crushed the flower that Haruhi had given him before they parted.
'But...she's…she's different Hikaru! I bet she could even tell us apart! I KNOW SHE COULD!' Kaoru screamed.
'None of them are different Kaoru! And tomorrow I'll show that to you…'Hikaru whispered darkly.
'…wa-wait…what are…what are you going to do?'
'We're going to play the whose Hikaru game!' Hikaru screamed as he stomped out of the room.
"…no…she's…she's not perfect nor is she a saint…but I don't have to explain myself to the likes of you" Kaoru suddenly whispered as he shook his head and walked through the garden, ignoring the girls protest as he tuned out her shallow voice. The flowers were not a calming sight to him and soon he started in a run for something more real- he was so sick of seeing something so fake!
Kaoru took in heavy breaths as he forced his way through the green scenery and into the dark bushes that had been hidden by Hannah's over blooming flowers. The thorns of the bushes scratching his skin but only left shallow marks making Kaoru at last feel relieved. Thorns, thorns were good. Kaoru felt his way past another set of bushes and was surprised to find that a somewhat natural and worn pathway had emerged. Kaoru looked around quickly, only natural sprouts of weeds and the occasional purple flower sprouted from the places plants.
Kaoru followed the path cautiously, his head peeking around the corner as he heard a drifty voice speaking.
"What is that sir?"
Kaoru stepped forward a bit, thinking that the soft voice was talking to him.
"Why yes Mr. Tunapolois I did enjoy this afternoon session, it was very calming."
Kaoru raised a brow as no voice called back.
"Ohoho…you're really too much…" He identified the voice as one of the twins. Haley sat in the middle of a small open field surrounded by thick dark bushes and dandelions along with other weeds. The girl was holding a wet painbrush in her hand, sitting on a wooden stool as she stared at a canvas in front of her. Pain was dripping from her arms and onto her perfectly laced white dress as she stared at the painting and added a few details to the shot.
"…Haley?" Kaoru asked timidly. The girl suddenly looked up, her long blonde hair falling off of her shoulders as she giggled and tilted her head to the side. This was the first time that Kaoru had really looked at her, so of course he was surprised at the definite differences between her and her sister. While Hannah was busty and curved, Haley was skinny and looked like she could break at any given moment, and though Hannah's eyes were dark and filled with passion Haley's held a light blue with a grey tint to them, and a childish presence filled every ounce of her body.
Kaoru stood in his place, trying to figure out how to approach this one. Maybe he could get some better answers out of the whimsical girl, but he would feel bad taking advantage of her at her weak point- after all- she didn't seem all there.
"Oh why hello there Mr. Carrottop!" The girl called out happily as she waved. Kaoru raised a brow looking around for who she was talking too before he realized she was speaking to him. Kaoru patted his orange hair slightly and waved awkwardly as well as she giggled and patted next to her before continuing to paint and talk to herself.
"…who you talking to?" Kaoru asked suddenly, wanting to make sure that she wasn't completely crazy before he approached her. It took Haley a few minutes to look up from her painting as she noticed that Kaoru wasn't sitting beside her. She blinked and then glanced back at Kaoru.
"Mr. Tunapolois." She answered clearly. Kaoru paused before looking around again, as if expecting someone to jump out from the bushes.
"…is he a friend of yours?" Kaoru asked timidly.
"Oh yes quite a good friend" Haley answered as she continued painting, looking up every now and then to get a reference at something as Kaoru slowly started her way, still keeping his borders up. As he neared her Haley's still head suddenly snapped up sending Kaoru back a few steps out of fear.
"Oh! Idea! Idea Mr. Carrottop!" Haley called out as she looked back at Kaoru and patted next to her quickly again. Kaoru was still stunned from her sudden movement and couldn't think about sitting next to the crazy woman.
"Come Mr. Carrottop! If you sit down with Haley and talk to Mr. Tunapolois as well he will grow faster!" She called out happily. Kaoru raised a brow before looking at the girl as she smiled at him eagerly. Kaoru swallowed quickly- for Haruhi.
He sat down next to her onto the soft pale grass as he glanced at the many white canvases next to her. The one that she was holding had been painted on with the utmost care, the entire dull scenery that surrounded her had been turned into a magnificent amount of twist and turns that created such a delightful wonderland Kaoru had to wonder if the picture was really based on the place he saw before him. What was oddest in the painting however was the centerpiece was a common and ever so carefully drawn dandelion….
"…Eh…" he looked up from the painting as Haley started talking to herself again- or so he thought. He now noticed that her eyes were focused on something as she chatted, and letting his curiosity get the best of him he glanced over her portrait at Mr. Tunapolois- the weed.
It's bright yellow petals seemed to reach out to the sky as Haley spoke to it, the rough and dry leaves seeming to dance in the light wind as Haley giggled and leaned her head against the painting. Kaoru looked over at her soft face as she drifted from reality and into her own world. Kaoru had known that feeling all to well.
"…it's a nice painting…good course of lighting…nice details on your main focus…" Kaoru whispered. Haley suddenly perked up, turning her head to look at him as her blonde hair dripped over the drying painting.
"…you like art?" She asked in the same head in the clouds voice that he had heard earlier. "…no on in my house likes my art…"
Kaoru gave her an encouraging smile on accident as he laughed nervously.
"Well your art…is a bit different." He admitted making her glance down at the odd painting as he once again stared. It was beautiful anyway that he looked at it. From a normal persons view the fine colors that drew and attracted the eye from the dandelion made up for it's odd context, and even from an artist point of view the point of the painting was so strange and twisted it was- intriguing.
"It's just because I see the world differently…that's why my art is different…I paint what I see…" Haley whispered, her eyes half closing. Kaoru glanced at her and rubbed the back of his head as he attempted to make light of the situation.
"Do you really see these many twirls when you look around because you might want to get your eyes checked or somethi-"
"I see it when I close my eyes…" She whispered softly as she let her eyes drift into a sleeping stance. Kaoru gulped a bit and looked away, glancing down at the grass as she continued to talk, making Kaoru fidget.
"…I heard from my gardener that if you talk to a plant it will make it grow up healthier and stronger than if you don't…" The girl whispered softly as she reached out and touched the tip of the weed with her index finger. Kaoru couldn't help but show his shock as he burst out-
"But don't you usually want to cut down weeds? Why would you purposely talk to one to make it grow?" Kaoru asked. Haley smiled gently, giggling under her breath as she seemed to float higher up upon the clouds.
"…I think this dandelion is beautiful…it's hated but it's strong and still shows it's happy colors to the world knowing that it will eventually be cut down…I just want this one to have some company before they take him away, everyone deserves a chance at happiness right? Even a little weed like this…besides…I think dandelions are much better listeners than roses too…their a bit too prickly I've found" Haley whispered all too seriously. Kaoru couldn't help but laugh a bit as he covered his mouth.
"You've seriously got a different way of looking at things Haley…" Kaoru chuckled out. Haley tilted her head again, letting go of the weed as she smiled happily at Kaoru.
"You're laugh is very comforting Mr. Carrot top. I'm very glad you came to talk to me." She laughed out. Kaoru laughed as well, having to hold onto his stomach as she giggled and leaned over, taking a plain canvas and placing it on Kaoru's lap.
"…eh?" Kaoru asked as she handed him a brush.
"Please laugh and paint with me Mr. Carrot top so that I can grow up nice and strong too yes?" She asked happily. Kaoru blinked and looked down at the canvas as Haley put the paints between them. She started to go back to her painting as Kaoru hesitantly placed his brush into the black paint.
"…yea…me too Haley…" he whispered. Haley looked over at him and shook her head, pursing her lips together as she imitated a fish.
"Haley's my mortal name. You can call me Trix" Haley answered happily. Kaoru could only shake his head as he laughed and started to sketch with the black paint.
"You're a weird girl Ha-…Trix…." Kaoru whispered. How could a girl this childish and spiritual torture Haruhi like he had seen her do? Deciding not to get too comfortable with the woman without his answers Kaoru swallowed back his fear and tried to bring it up as delicately as possible; not wanting to break her mood.
"…Trix…if you agree that a dandelion shouldn't be crushed just because of what it is…why did you hurt Haruhi like you did?" Kaoru whispered as he awaited her answer. Haley didn't seem to notice he had spoken before she looked up and let another small smile grace her lips as she giggled.
"What are you talking about silly? We were just playing a game with her. Hannah said so." Haley answered as she giggled again, shaking her head at Kaoru's statement before returning to paint. Kaoru felt his heart jolt, Hannah had tricked her into hurting Haruhi by telling her it was just a game?
"Haley that wasn't a gam-" He stopped as he saw tears spill down her cheeks as she giggled and turned back to him. She was shaking lightly, but it was almost as if her body was in one realization while her mind was denying it's pain. Kaoru looked down quickly, trying not to see. It was only then that Kaoru noticed that all of the red paints were mysteriously missing from their holders.
"What were you saying Mr. Carrot top?" Kaoru flinched at her tears and gave a heavy sigh as he held out his hand.
"Pass the blue?"
