The fact that these girls in poofy yellow dresses were trying to be intimidating was funny enough. The fact that they were all shorter than her was even better.
Add that to the fact that they were trying to get her to stop hanging around the Host club was probably the best part.
"Stay away from them, commoner."
Sheesh. It took her a month to come up with that? Liz rolled her eyes. "Alright."
The ringleader- Mikari something or other- blinked at her. "We-well, good. And you're ugly."
Liz snorted. "Honestly, if you're going to bully me, at least make your lies believable."
"You're too tall!"
"Yes."
"And you're fat!"
"Nothing wrong with being fat. Also, I am completely healthy. You, on the other hand, should eat more. No one likes a malnourished wife."
"You really think so?"
"I think you should eat more, yeah. Maybe some cake every once in a while. I'm sure Honey will share with you."
Mikari- Hikari?- shoved her against a wall. "Stop that, you stupid foreigner!"
"That's a bit racist."
She flushed. "UGH, why won't you listen to your betters?!"
Liz laughed, until Miku or something hit her in the face.
She smiled. "Did you really just do that?"
"Y-yeah. And what are you gonna do about it?!"
Liz smiled sweetly. Sorry, Ootori, but I'm using you. "Doesn't your father work at one of Ootori's family hospitals?"
Liz walked out with a bleeding lip and Mimi's entourage and Momo walked out with a tiny bit of dignity.
Liz ditched the girls as soon as they got to the cafeteria to sit with Haruhi.
She dropped down onto the seat and groaned.
Haruhi looked at her with amusement. "Did you have a nice morning?"
She groaned louder. "All these poofy dressed weirdos are making me want to break something."
Haruhi bit into her rice ball. "What happened?"
"Some moron named Mokami or something tried to intimidate me in the bathroom."
"Is that why your lip is bleeding?"
"My-"
And then Mori was there, sans Honey, invading her personal space. He took her chin between his fingers and turned her face toward him. He looked into her eyes. "Who did this?"
"MOOOOOOE~!"
What the fuck.
Liz didn't want to hit him, as in his own weird way he was trying to help, but he was making her uncomfortable.
He wiped per bottom lip with a handkerchief- where'd he get a handkerchief?- and the squeals intensified.
Liz, not knowing how else to get him to let her go, flicked him on the forehead.
He jerked back as if he'd been shot and fell off the bench.
She laughed and helped him up. "Honestly, Mori, it's nothing. But you know not to touch my face unless I give you permission."
"And if I touch it with my lips?"
One of the fangirls surrounding the table passed out.
Liz snorted and stood up, dragging Mori with her. Is this seriously what twelve-year-old me wanted because why? "That's it, come on. You're taking a nap."
He played with her hair. "Join me?"
She snorted and grabbed the hand he was playing with her hair with. "If you're lucky. To the music room!"
As she dragged him out, the whispering started.
She heard the phrase 'secret relationship' enough that she decided this was the weirdest high school ever and ignored it.
Mori leaned his head on her shoulder.
She sighed. "Mori-"
"Call me Takashi."
She rolled her eyes. "Takashi, you're heavy."
"You love it."
"Not when I'm trying to walk. You can lean on me for your nap, but right now I feel like I'll fall if you keep- TAKASHI PUT ME DOWN!"
He shook his head and held her over his shoulder as he continued to walk. "No."
"Takashi Morinozuka, you put me down right now or I don't sleep with you!"
He froze. "Sleep with me...?"
Liz blushed and started squirming. "In the nap way! Takashi, you pervert!"
"Would you sleep with me?"
Liz stopped squirming and choked. "Excuse me?"
He began walking again. "Out of the rest of the host club. Would you sleep with me?"
"Takashi-"
"I'll put you down if you answer the question."
"... You know, it's really not so bad up here-"
"Beth."
She huffed and hid her face in his blazer. "Mhmm."
"What?"
She sighed and lifted her head. "If I had to choose someone to sleep with in the host club, it would be you. Now put me down."
He set her down and walked beside her with his hands in his pockets.
When she finally stopped blushing and looked up at him, she balked. "Are you smirking?"
He looked down at her and winked, opening the door to the music room.
She followed him in and huffed. "Idiot."
He just smirked again and gestured for her to join him on the couch.
She rolled her eyes and walked toward him, squealing when he pulled her into his lap. "Damnit, Mori-"
"Takashi."
"You're gonna remember this when you're awake and then you're gonna avoid me until you're tired again like you do every time. And I don't want you to do that, because you're my friend and it's annoying."
He hid his face in her neck. "Hm."
She tried not to squirm. "I kinda wanna kiss you right now."
And then he was on top of her.
She blinked. "That was Unexpected."
He stared into her eyes.
"You heard that, huh?"
He didn't blink.
She sat up, forcing him to move backwards with her hand. She sighed and opened her arms. "I just wanted to see what you'd do. Come here."
He stared at her some more before lying his head in her lap.
She stroked his hair until he fell asleep then wrinkled her nose.
Why is Wild Ones by Flo Rida stuck in my head?
'Cause you like the Wild Ones, B.'
Wha- Oni, when'd you even get here? Where've you been?
'It's... It's kind of a long story. You don't want to know.'
Liz relaxed in her seat. Ah. You met another one?
'Yep.'
Where was she sent?
'Death Note.'
Liz winced. Ooh. Love triangle?
'I'm not actually sure. I don't even know if she has genuine feelings for anyone.'
She shifted and Takashi tightened his hold around her hips. She rolled her eyes fondly. That's worrying.
'Tell me about it. Speaking of love triangles, Glasses and Scary? Really?'
Shut up, Oni.
'Just sayin'.'
Liz made a face. Prick.
'Heard that.'
PRICK.