The fifth chapter! This will be the last chapter I release before the weekend ends. I might release one chapter during the school week but school isn't a walk in the park so I may not. Enjoy!
I slept straight through to the afternoon the day after the dance. I was exhausted from all that waltzing and devil torturing that even my alarm couldn't wake me up. When I did get up however, I sat up in bed, thinking back to the night before. It had ended pretty suddenly with the final dance going to a cute couple. The girl of the pair was actually declared 'Princess of the Dance' or something silly like that and was supposed to get a kiss on the cheek from Haruhi. However, one thing led to another and Mr. Fujioka slipped and leaned right into a full on kiss. While the other girls sighed and squealed romantically, I burst into hysterical laughter.
Luckily, I didn't have to see the twins after dancing with them but although I had almost wanted to.
What are you thinking, girl?! I thought frantically. These are the two that kept pestering you for an entire week! You can't possibly be showing interest in them!
Still, the more I thought about a certain twin, the more I understood him. Although he had been challenging me to difficult dances with him, I could see that he might've just wanted to help me learn faster. If that was the case, then his tactic worked because I felt like I could dance with anyone now! Even if that wasn't the case then he probably just wanted to get my attention. I had experience in the past that if a boy wants your attention, they'll do anything, even frustrate you, for it. Trust me, the time I almost threw a cup of steaming coffee at a group of boys at the beach had taught me that.
After thinking the night over, I decided that I needed a friend to share my thoughts with. I grabbed my cell phone and dialed Kimi's number.
"Hello?" came Kimi's voice when she picked up.
"Hey Kimi-chan!" I sang into my phone, "I have a new juicy chapter for my story in the works and I was wondering if you wanted to come over for a sneak preview."
"Oh I'd love to!" Kimi beamed, "I'll be over as soon as I can!"
"Oh, Kimi," I sighed as I hung up, "You're adorable."
Just then, the door to my room opened and a maid popped her head in. She said that my father requested my presence in his study. This was pretty rare and at the time, I hadn't seen my father in about month! He was always on the other end of the house, working his tail off on his company. Miyazaki Artillery Co. was all he cared about though so I was surprised to hear that he actually knew of my existence. The doors to his study were quite large and intimidating. I hadn't seen him in a long time and I was a little nervous of what he might say. When I opened the doors, I saw him sitting at his desk, scribbling away with papers strewn all over. Even when I walked straight up to his desk, he still didn't look up. He just kept writing away for a few minutes until he finally spoke.
"What are you wearing?" he asked gruffly.
"A tank top and jeans," I scoffed. Since when did he care about what I wore?
"A girl of your status should be wearing something more sophisticated," he responded brutally after writing a little more. He almost sounded like Kimi, minus the cute face and happy smile.
"Why did you call me here?" I sighed in irritation as I started examine my nails.
"Have you met Kyoya Ootori yet?" my father answered with a question.
"What does he have to…?" I started to ask when he repeated the answer with more harshness in his voice.
After blowing at my bangs nervously I responded, "Yeah. What about him?"
"As you know, our company provides fire arms for the Ootori private police force," he lectured, "I want you to make a good impression on him and try to get close to him and no one else. It would benefit our company greatly but if you choose someone of a different family then you might lose me my company."
Of course. I thought. My dad never actually cared about me. This is just about his company.
"I don't think that's going to happen, Dad," I retorted sassily, "Kyoya already speaks to me as if he knows a dirty secret of mine or something. He's actually a little creepy."
My father scoffed, then wrote something down.
"He probably knows about your mother and where you came from," he fumed, "Well so much for that. Senka, what am I going to do with you? If you can't marry someone of a partnered company without letting information about your mother get out, then we're screwed."
"You're screwed but I could care less," I said mockingly, "Well if that's all then I'll be going."
"SENKA!" my father roared as I walked for the door.
I won't lie, a cringed a little but I continued walking. Even after I closed the door, I could still hear him yelling my name. The servants and maids were all listening in nervously and gasped in anxiety when I emerged from the office. I was just glad that encounter was over and when a maid came and told me Kimi had arrived, I forgot all the useful information my father had spouted and ran for the door. The two of us sprinted to my room and Kimi quickly devoured the first half of my new chapter.
This one was written from all the inspiration I had gotten at the ball. Dancing with the devil that night had given me some good inspiration for the chapter. I hadn't fully finished it but I had gotten to the part where Kazuli had gotten into a dance and was whispering blackmail to the man she was dancing with. Now I wonder where I came up with that idea…heh heh.
"I love this chapter so far!" Kimi said, "You must've gotten some great ideas from the ball."
"Yep, I wouldn't have gotten that inspiration without you," I said, winking.
"No problem, girl pal! That's what friends are for!" she beamed in response, then proceeded to begin braiding a strand of my hair.
Kimi didn't like have long hair but she love styling others'. She would always toy with mine and try to discreetly do something with my bangs but I never let her get away with it. My bangs were what made me feel comfortable. If they weren't around, what would I have to blow at when I was nervous?
"Speaking of what friends are for…" I uncomfortably mumbled, "Can you keep a secret?"
"You can count on me," Kimi said seriously as she braided through my hair.
"Do you pistol promise?" I asked jokingly as Kimi finished a second braid.
Kimi smiled, rolled her eyes, and made the promise I invented, "Cross my heart and hope to die, shoot a bullet in my eye!"
"Good! Now this may just be a hunch…I mean I'm not actually sure…I could change my mind later but…" I mumbled as I twiddled my fingers nervously, "I might…just a little…sort of have a tiny crush on Hikaru Hitachiin."
At this, Kimi burst into laughter and let loose the braid she was tying. I got mad at her and asked angrily what the big deal was.
"I'm sorry, Senky-chan," she said between laughs and snorts, "It's just that a week ago you wanted to murder him and his brother and now you're saying you like him!? Wait, does this mean you can tell him apart from his brother?"
"I suffered through their dance lessons long enough to learn how to tell two devils apart from each other," I huffed angrily, "Stop laughing ok…it's just a little crush. I mean he's cute and all but how is my crush any different from the thousands of other girls' crushes on him and Kaoru?"
"Well if what you say is true about Hikaru being hard on you during lessons then he might've been opening up to you a bit," Kimi thought aloud as she started over on a braid, "And he might think that you're haughty attitude is cute."
I blushed at this and Kimi let go of my braid again as she let loose another cackle.
Once she regained her adorable poise, she said, "Well I have a good plan to see if you actually like him. You don't seem to be sure if you do so how about this? We keep going to the Host Club and sitting with them and you get to know him and his brother better!"
"I thought I escaped the clutches of the Host Club a week ago," I groaned as Kimi attempted to redo my braid again, "Besides their incestuous act is really boring."
"It's the only option you've got," Kimi sighed, finishing a third braid, "You're already pretty close to them through dancing lessons so they might open up to you more if you keep going to the Host Club!"
"…fine…" I finally grumbled, "I just hope it works…besides I'm not even sure if I like him or not….it could just be teeny crush…"
Kimi giggled again as a blush developed over my face.
So there we have it, da feels are developing :D! Next time: Ootori and an Otaku! Reviews welcomed. I hope you all are liking this! It's my first fanfic that I'm actually proud of :)