Haruhi yawned as she rolled out of bed. She walked over to the place she had laid out her clothes for the day. Before she put on her baby blue blazer, she took the time to peek outside the window. There was no mass of people outside today, which meant Gaara hadn't come to pick her up for school today.
Haruhi found this curious. He had been around her a lot these past days, more so than the other bodyguards. For him to suddenly to just stop appearing like he usually did was strange. It unnerved her somewhat. One major reason it bothered her was that he had not walked her home yesterday either.
All these worrying thoughts really started appearing for Haruhi when she left Gaara to face Kyoya yesterday afternoon. Kyoya was the last person she had seen him speaking to. She was aware of the tension between those two. She didn't know the cause of it, but she knew it was there.
Haruhi hoped Kyoya hadn't fired Gaara. She imagined that would not go to well. A sigh escaped her lips. She pulled her jacket on and grabbed her bad. She placed her hand on the door-knob and looked back to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything. After reassuring herself that nothing was left behind, Haruhi made it out the door and down the street.
Her mind wandered over many things. She realized for the first time ever that she wanted to be annoyed by someone. Alright not specifically annoyed; that just happened to be a trait she attached to some certain Host Club Members. Haruhi grumbled as those certain people entered her mind as she crossed the street. However, as soon as she was on the other side she noticed that she had digressed from the original thought.
Taking the time to get on the previous mind path, she realized she found herself willing to be noticed by someone. More than just being any particular person, it happened that she wanted to be noticed by a boy. Not only was he a boy, but he had actually figured out in the first five seconds of their meeting that she was a girl.
Haruhi took note that the only other person who had managed to do that was Kyoya. Yet, She assumed that couldn't be the cause of Kyoya's and Gaara's little grudge/ It seemed far too childish for Kyoya upset about who figured out Haruhi was a girl the fastest. Haruhi took a moment to realize she was once again digressing from the original thought.
A sigh escaped her lips as the school came into view. With a decision made, Haruhi decided to save her thoughts for later. She most likely wouldn't have a moment's peace to think anyway once she entered the building. Suddenly Haruhi herd the distinct noise of two twins stepping in unison as they attempted to sneak up on her.
"Good morning Hikaru and Kaoru," Haruhi said plainly. The footsteps came to a halt. Two disappointed groans echoed together. Haruhi looked back to see the now pouty-faced twins. The two tried to look as pathetic as possible.
"Haruhi! Why ruin our fun?" the twins whined. Haruhi resisted the urge to roll her eyes and continued her way past the fountain that stood in front of the school. She inched her school-bag a little bit higher onto her shoulder.
Then without warning two pairs of arms encircled around Haruhi's. Soon Haruhi found herself being dragged by the two overly exuberant boys. She was curious as to why they were doing this, and found herself more confused as the twins led her straight past the stairs that usually took her to the third music hall.
"Where are we going?" asked Haruhi in an inquisitive tone. The twins just laughed to themselves and held Haruhi tighter. Haruhi was pretty much used to being whisked away by random host members to places she never intended on going. It took the three a moment to squeeze through a doorway.
Haruhi was certain they looked ridiculous. Their cheeks smashed together so hard together they could feel each others teeth, Haruhi felt the twins smile. Somehow they finally managed to shove through the door and head done another hallway.
"If you really want to know Haruhi, We're headed to class early to see the new students introduce themselves," Hikaru said cheerfully. Haruhi blinked.
"What new students?" Haruhi asked. The twins just smirked as they inched nearer to the classroom. Other students eyed the trio along the way. The twins and Haruhi looked so sweet together some fan girls agreed.
"Why the Ones you met two days earlier," Kaoru answered. It finally clicked. So Haruhi's body-guards were coming to their class now? In made sense, since the bodyguards now had their uniforms, which meant they'd be around her all day. Oh well, she supposed it wasn't too bad.
The three had finally reached the destination of their classroom. The twins reluctantly released their hold of Haruhi. The girl released a sigh of relief and brushed her arms off. She wasn't bothered by the close contact, but she was happy to be able to breathe again.
She adjusted her bag that had started slipping off her shoulder on her journey here. She looked around the classroom. It was slowly starting to fill up, but it appeared her bodyguards had not arrived yet. Haruhi slowly made her way to one of the middle desk in the classroom and sat down. A second later the twins clambered around her and sat in desk beside her.
Minutes passed by and the bell rang signaling that first period was beginning. The bodyguards had still not arrived. The class was a large mass of activity. Since the teacher was still not in the class yet the students chattered amongst themselves. A click was heard at the classroom door and the teacher walked in.
"Hello Class, I am happy to say I will be introducing some new students joining the class," the teacher told the class. The chattering, which had somewhat silenced when the teacher walked in, had started up again. Haruhi's eyes shifted to the door. One by one her bodyguards stepped into the room. Some girls squealed as they recognized Gaara and Naruto from the Host Club yesterday.
Haruhi felt slightly sorry for the three. She could tell they looked extremely uncomfortable. Sakura twisted the hem of the puffy yellow dress with a face of something similar to disgust. Naruto continuously pulled on his tie, most likely because it was somewhat choking him. Gaara… Well, Gaara just looked extremely unhappy.
"Well, I would like you three to please greet the class. State your name, something about yourself, and then pick a place to sit down," the teacher said as he went over to his desk to stand off to the side. The three ninja shuffled their feet till finally Sakura sighed and was the first one to step up.
"Um hello my name is Sakura Haruno, and… my hair is naturally pink," Sakura said as she flicked her hair nervously for effect. Some hushed whispers were heard as Sakura quietly made her way to a seat behind Haruhi. Once she was seated down, she looked at Naruto expectantly.
The blonde caught sight of Sakura's look and sighed loudly. Practically bouncing over to the spot in the middle of the front of the room, he stopped. He looked up scanned the classroom and scratched his head. He adjusted his tie one more time.
"Hi! I'm Naruto Uzumaki! And I shall totally be the next Hokage! Believe it!" Naruto yelled enthusiastically. Some girls giggled and Naruto just smiled before hearing very distinct boos coming from the general area of the twins. He scowled as he headed to their direction.
This left Gaara by himself in the front of the class. Most girls turned their attention to him and sighed dreamily. He took a slow pace as he made his way to the front. Once he was there he laid his arms at his side.
"I'm Gaara. That's it," with that Gaara strolled to the desks. The class had gone silent and watched him curiously. Gaara pushed Naruto out of his way as he sat in front of Haruhi. The blonde had been arguing with the twins and was blocking the seat. Naruto looked like he was about to comment, but after discovering it was Gaara who had pushed him.
"Alright. That was…informative. I suggest when begin class," the teacher said as he went up to the board. He began writing math problems on the board and the class started chattering lightly to themselves again.
The twins stuck their tongues out at Naruto whom gave them a bitter look back. He had prompted for sitting for sitting next to Sakura. The pink-haired girl seemed completely bored and uncomfortable. She constantly was messing around with her dress. She despised yellow with her entire being. Haruhi couldn't tell how Gaara was feeling. She was currently just staring at the back of his head. Spiky maroon hair told her nothing about his current emotions.
"Gaara," Haruhi said lightly as she leaned forward in her desk. The spiky maroon shifted and soon light green eyes met hers. Haruhi leaned further over her desk. She realized she should have been listening to the teacher. She was only here because of her grades. Yet, for some reason this seemed more important currently.
"Yes?" Gaara quietly replied in his smooth deep voice. Haruhi's stomach fluttered for a moment. She wasn't sure why. She'd never felt something like this before. It felt like things were bouncing around in her tummy. She took a glance at the teacher before speaking. She didn't want to risk getting in trouble.
"I was curious as to why you…um why you guys didn't walk me home yesterday," Haruhi inquired. Gaara's lips thinned and he grew silent again. He seemed to thinking hard about something before he answered.
"I suppose it was just the talk with Kyoya that held me back. I am unsure where Naruto and Sakura were though. You can most likely ask them to take you home today if you really feel they should," Gaara replied. Haruhi listened intently. She began thinking about what Gaara said.
She started to wonder about Kyoya had talked to Gaara about again. The curious thought was eating at her. Normally she wouldn't succumb to curiosity so easily, but like a lot of things recently this was somehow different. She noticed that Gaara's head was still leaned back in his chair and he was looking at her. She decided it wouldn't hurt to ask what she wanted to know.
"What did you and Kyoya talk about?" Haruhi asked. Gaara's face darkened at the question. Haruhi decided perhaps she shouldn't have asked. She felt terrible when she saw Gaara turn back to face the front. Had she asked the wrong question? What did they talk about?
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Gaara held a bundle in his hands. It was the new clothes he had received that day. He glanced out the window from the Third Music Hall. Everyone was slowly leaving. Sakura and Naruto had gone off somewhere, but he didn't particularly care. A snippet of brown hair came into his line of vision. It was Haruhi.
He turned his head fully to watch her. She was collecting her things and giving everyone a small goodbye. She caught his gaze and smiled lightly at him. Grabbing her bag, she appeared to be heading out the door. Gaara prepared to follow her, but was stopped by someone.
Kyoya glared coolly at him as he removed his hand from Gaara's shoulder. The other boy sent a glare of his own and watched as Haruhi went out the door. Gaara turned his attention back to the Shadow King and pushed back the horrible thoughts that were begging to come to the surface. Kyoya was entirely lucky the demon no longer resided inside him.
"Where do you think you're going?" asked Kyoya icily. Gaara would have quirked a brow if he had one. What exactly was this guy up to? Gaara shifted his stance and held the bundle by his hip. His eyes narrowed slightly.
"I was planning on taking the person in my care home, is there a problem?" Gaara retorted back. Kyoya obviously did not enjoy this answer. His glasses slid down his nose slightly and he gripped his little black notebook tighter. An evil look came to his eyes.
"What you're doing is wrong and fairly inappropriate for your job," Kyoya snapped. Gaara just stared Kyoya down. He said nothing as he clenched his fist. He continued to push down his raging anger for this young man. Something inside wanted to come out and show Kyoya how he really felt.
"What exactly do you mean?" Gaara ground out. He walked over to the window again. Staring outside always seemed to calm him down. He seriously needed at this point and time. Kyoya's face hardened further and he pushed his glasses up as he walked over to Gaara. He shoved the other boy aside. Gaara looked over at him with murderous intent.
"You know exactly what I mean. Keep to yourself when around Haruhi, do nothing else but your job. As far as I'm concerned, the girl belongs to me by default. She owes a debt to me and as long as she does she's MINE!" Kyoya spouted out. This…outsider was grating on his last nerve. Besides, he could yell at him all he wanted. He didn't have to worry about losing anything from it.
It took all of Gaara's will not to lash out at Kyoya. He tossed his bundle of clothes to ground and faced the other young man with dangerous looking eyes. He knew he couldn't do anything drastic or he'd get into quite a lot of trouble. He continued to clench and un-clench his fist.
"You yell about how she's yours just because she owes at debt, but I know better. Just because I don't show my emotions openly doesn't mean I'm not honed in on others true intentions and feelings. We both know this more than about money, it's mostly about her. And no matter how rich or important you think you are, you can't own her!" Gaara snapped back. He had to find away to distract himself or else he might actually kill someone.
Kyoya growled and tossed his notebook aside. He had never been this mad before. Not since that one time with Tamaki. Gaara had hit a soft spot. Both young men were now at their peak of anger. The third music hall was now a very dangerous place to be. Kyoya needed to say something, anything, to get back at the one who wasn't even supposed to be a waste of his time. Thinking back to what he had discovered about this boy earlier that sparked this conversation, a sadistic smirk came onto his face.
"True, I don't own her. Yet I can be severely satisfied knowing that you will never have the chance to gain her interest, especially if she ever happened to find out about what you really are," Kyoya shot back. Both young men continued to stare each other down. However, a look in Gaara's eye showed that he was slightly worried.
"What do you mean by that?" Gaara asked with a new strain to his voice. Kyoya's sadistic smile grew wider. He waltzed over to where his black notebook lay on the floor. He picked it up with a certain sarcastic grace and flipped a couple pages and pointed down to them with the greatest emphasis.
"You may not be aware, but I am very thorough when I research something. I knew there was something off about you. I looked into your entire little bodyguard group's backgrounds. I had to do quite a lot of digging, and I was most intrigued by what I found. Apparently you have a fairly dark past; you even killed a few people. Normally after finding out information like this I would call the police, but then I realized something. It would be far more satisfying if I didn't and just let you suffer while you must care for a girl you seem to have feelings for, but she can never love you back. And you know that…" Kyoya said.
Gaara's face went blank. Kyoya had hit where exactly he wanted to. He hit the heart. Gaara looked to the floor. Kyoya had a cheeky look on his face. It was obvious that he had won this round. A battle of words was an interesting thing for Gaara to lose. If it had been a physical fight it was certain he would win, but this was far different. He gave Kyoya one last cold look before picking up his bundle of clothes and leaving.
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Haruhi had leaned back into her chair. Gaara had remained silent for over a minute now. She felt horrible for some reason, and she didn't even do anything. Suddenly she caught the sound of his voice, but she had missed what he had said. She leaned closer in again.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear what you said," Haruhi said. Gaara's head once again shifted to where he was looking back at her. A pained look was in his eyes. Haruhi was surprised. A different feeling floated in her stomach. This one was not so pleasant.
"I said that my conversation with Kyoya was nothing important," Gaara replied. He turned back around so he was no longer facing Haruhi. She didn't say anything back and finally started paying attention to the teacher again. She was somewhat aware that Gaara was not being entirely truthful to her, but she would ignore that for now.
After a few classes the small group now following Haruhi headed to lunch. Sakura commented that she would rather wear pants and questioned if Haruhi had an extra uniform. Haruhi commented back that she didn't and Sakura went back to complaining about having to wear the stupid yellow dress.
Naruto picked up his pace as they headed to the cafeteria. He desperately pleaded and hoped there would be ramen there. Gaara hadn't spoken since the classes had started except for the few moments he had spoken to Haruhi. When she discussed it quietly with Sakura, the other girl assured her that was normal behavior.
The twins hovered about the group and on occasion pestered Naruto. They finally made it to the cafeteria, but the fun wasn't over yet. Oh no. Tamaki rushed over to Haruhi and hugged her tightly as he twirled her about. After much convincing he set her down a minute later. Tears were forming on the edges of his eyes.
"Oh my dear daughter I must leave your side once again, but never fear I shall return home in about three days. Just three days!" Tamaki said histrionically. At times Tamaki could be such a ham. He hugged Haruhi once more and headed out of the cafeteria reluctantly.
The host king made it outside of the building and continued to look longingly behind him. He was most upset about having to leave his dear daughter behind once more. A light cough caught his ear and he turned beside him. It was mother.
"Ah Kyoya, hello. I didn't see you there. Are you seeing me off?" Tamaki asked enthusiastically. Kyoya said nothing and adjusted his glasses. He brought up his black notebook and brushed off some dust that had gotten on it from being thrown to the floor earlier. He looked back up at Tamaki.
"I suppose you could say that. How were Haruhi and her bodyguards?" Kyoya asked. Tamaki looked back over to the school and put his hand by his mouth. He gazed back over at Kyoya.
"I'm certain Haruhi was already missing me, but was putting on a show for my benefit. As for her bodyguards, they seemed alright. Nothing seemed out of place. Do you still suspect Gaara has feelings of ill intent?" Tamaki asked seriously. Kyoya tried to hide a scowl before answering Tamaki.
"Indeed I do. However, I assure you that you have absolutely nothing to worry about. If anything does happen I'll be right on it," Kyoya answered before lifting his black notebook over his face to hide his sadistic smile.
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This chapter had a lot more serious tone than the other ones. However, it was required for plot development. Kyoya was so evil (I almost felt bad for making him look bad, I do enjoy Kyoya). Oh well. What's done is done. I hoped you enjoyed this chapter. Sorry for the horrendously long wait, Schools bean a monster. RAWR! Please Review. Love and Kissess! I promise more fluff, fun, and humor in the next chapter!