What Is Love [Tamaki Suoh] But A Kiss On A Rainy day? [part 1 of ???]
Here's the first someodd pages and i'll get up the rest ASAP. I've been having trouble getting things to publish on my regular computer so it might be another while before i get anything up, but keep an eye out for my new stuff. I'm thinking about having my friend update me from her computer every so often.So much drama. It’s like that’s all that happens in a teenaged girl’s life. It’s like we can’t escape it. All we really have is our girlfriends…and that’s all we really need, but sometimes…you just wonder what it would be like to have a guy by your side. Unfortunately, all guys seem to cause is pain …and that’s what I believe; men are only good for making you cry, but then again, that’s just how a teenager’s life is. Drama, Lies, and Tears; Welcome To Your Teenaged Years. Well, let’s just say that I’ve had some…interesting relationships. Or should I say relationshits? My first boyfriend was a guy named Damon, who was two timing GAZILLION timing me for six other girls and…two guys… My next was named Brian, who turned out to be gay. After him was Alex who was more interested in other people than me…and bi. Both of them were, at one point, Damon’s lovers. I guess they were the two guys…Weird. After them I didn’t really get any farther than the first date with guys, and then I eventually just gave up all together. I just got tired of trying, I guess. I mean, come ON! I see these ugly bleached blondes (not exclusively blondes though) who started putting out at like TWELVE and always have a guy on their arm. I just never understood how such…homely…girls could be so popular with guys. I’m not ugly or anything, but I’m no Miss America…but you’d think that I might have one successful relationshit. But I guess that’s my problem. I go into things with my whole heart all at once and end up getting my it smashed into little, tiny pieces. It’s hard to cope with, but hey! I’m no push over and I’ve got a few lovely things called pride, dignity, and self-respect. Confidence pending. But, this time, I finally get to start over. I’m moving to Japan because I got accepted into a super rich private academy; Ouran Private Academy. I’m glad to have that on a college resume, but I’m also glad that no one there knows me or my shitty love life. I always remind myself though…You DON’T go to high school to find a husband; You go to find your bride’s maids. I had arrived late Thursday night and was so jetlagged that I barely remembered getting into my new apartment and promptly falling asleep on top of all my bedding. All I knew was that I woke up Friday Morning in a posh room of my lavishly furnished, big-ass apartment. My dad owns a HUGE gaming company so we’re like WAH! CHA-CHING! $$$ I’m not some prudish snob that acts like a total prick though. I was never really into being loaded, so getting to live in an apartment complex with normal people was a really cool opportunity for me…of course, my dad and brothers felt the need to make my apartment all like…“Rawr! I have more money than chu!” My uniform hadn’t arrived yet, so I was a tad bit screwed. I quickly searched my closet and put on a plaid miniskirt and a form fitting button down top with a black and red striped tie. I added my black converse high-tops to the mix and swiped on some mascara, white eyeliner, and sheer lip gloss before I grabbed my school bag and guitar and headed out. I decided to take my black Harley Davidson motorcycle to school since it was better on gas and I like to be good to the environment…and maybe I was hoping a little bit that some of my new male classmates would see me and maybe think that it was cool? Hahaha…can I blame this one on hormones? As I parked my baby (teh motorcycle) in the student parking lot, I put my iPod in and was enjoying “Hime” by Miyavi. (me: god I love him! J-Rockers with cute kittens are the definition of SEXY!) I had my excuse for my clothes and any possible lateness already planned. “I woke up and realized that my uniform hadn’t come yet so I had a mini panic attack and just wore something that I had laying around. I’m REALLY sorry and I wont let it happen again, EVER!” It works every time. And I mean EVERY time. God, I bet you’re thinking that I a bad girl or something. Well, I’m kind of punk-y, but I don’t believe in labels; they are for soup, not people. In all honesty though, I’m really a hopeless romantic and a bit of a spaz. Overall, I’m not like the kind of person that you want to deck right off the bat, but I’d never claim to have a type-A personality. I got into the building and got my schedule from the main office. The woman, who I believed was a secretary, scoffed at me and my guitar before giving me my schedule. I hate it when people prejudge me based on my clothes because I’m actually a nice person, but if you look at me I might come off as a little Grrr-ish, and that’s totally not me! I’m up to make friends with anyone who decides to be friendly, no matter how the dress or what music they listen to, ect. After that, I was just wandering around, looking for somewhere I could write quietly until class started. I was a second year in class A. It didn’t sound too menacing… I was a bit apprehensive though, but it was my first day at a new school; it’s normal to feel a little out of place. (me: okay, I know this intro is long, but I’m getting there and I PROMISE that there’ll be plenty of the host club real soon. I just have to get it going. You have to read this anyways or you’ll be all like “WTF?”) Third Music Room. That’s what the sign above me said. Why in seven hells this school needed three music rooms? I did not know. I was quiet inside though, so I thought that it would be safe to go in and hang out there for a while. If some people that needed it showed up, I’d leave if I was in the way. I wasn’t trying to get in the way, exactly the opposite really! As I opened the door I was attacked by rose petals after an assault from a blinding white light. I stood dumbstruck as seven voices chimed, “Irashaimasen.” Wow. Six totally HOT guys and a … girl? Yup! Six totally hot guys and a chick in drag. Hey! I’m not one to judge! That’s her life choice, not mine; it’s not my business to judge her based on her preferences. I stood in the doorway looking like a complete idiot, blinking. Then my two brain cells decided to rub together and make a spark. “Oh, I’m sorry. I thought this room was empty! My apologies; please go on with your…whatever this is. Bye Byes peoples.” I mused and turned to leave. (me: chill. You’re NOT gonna like this, but it’s all coming up to the big YAY! Kay?) I never did find that quiet place to study, but soon found myself chatting with my teacher as the rest of my classmates flied into the room. Some smiling warmly at me, others looking at me with “what are you wearing” looks. Well, it looked like the guys were cool with me, but the girls were a totally different story. That, however, didn’t bug me one bit. I never got along with girls very well, but guys were really quick to warm up to me. that’s why I’ve only had a few boyfriends; I always end up as the kid-brother (older brother in some cases) or just another one of the guys. I didn’t mind, but it was hard to get a boyfriend when most of the guys I knew didn’t even consider me a girl. I was sexless to them. It was starting to look like an oh to familiar way of life…that was something I didn’t want, but would take if I had to; I didn’t want to be like an outcast or anything and I definitely wasn’t going to sacrifice everything I stood for just to be viewed as a girl rather than just a friend. The teacher smiled at me after the bell rang and told me to introduce myself. I smiled back and stood up in front of the class. “Hey, everyone! I’m the new girl from America! Name’s Ivy Forrest, don’t ask, and I really hope that everyone’s as nice as they seem!…Oh! And don‘t ‘san‘, ‘kun‘, or ‘chan‘ me. It‘s just Ivy, coolness?” I said cheerfully and smiled as I was given my seat. I followed the teacher’s finger with my eyes. “Sit by Tamaki-kun and Kyouya-kun, Ivy-san.” she said as she pointed to a desk in front of a blonde boy with purplish eyes and next to a dark haired boy with glasses. Lucky me! I get to sit by two hotties! I smiled warmly at both of them and gave a small wave, “Morning, guys!” I bubbled. Gotta be friendly. Gotta be cute. Gotta be alluring! The blonde blushed slightly and smiled back at me. The one with the glasses smiled to, “Nice to meet you, Forrest-san. I‘m Kyouya Oohtori.” he greeted politely. I frowned jokingly, “Ah! Meanie!” I whined as I stuck out my tongue and pulled down my eyelid, “Just Ivy! Say it with me! I-vy!” I laughed playfully. He laughed too. “Okay, Ivy-san.” he answered with a smirk. Was this guy FLIRTING with me!? …Wow…I’ve really got the mojo here! “Oh, now your just messing with me, Kyouya-kun!” I giggled. I then turned my chair so I was facing him and Blondie more or less. “You’re quiet, Blondie. Do I get a name?” you asked with a friendly smile. He seemed to snap into Happy-Go-Lucky-Probable-Player Mode. “Oh, I’m sorry, princess. How rude of me! I am Tamaki Suoh!” he stated overzealously and kissed the top of my hand with a GORGEOUS smile. Despite how attractive he was, his antics were a little… Um…yeah. My eye twitched a little bit. “Princess? That’s a new one.” I laughed, “Hey, is she gonna teach us anything, or what?” I asked randomly. Kyouya laughed slightly and pointed at the board. I turned, expecting to see an angry teacher with her hands on her hips, glaring at me, tapping her foot. To my surprise, there was just an assignment on the board and our teacher was like M.I.A. “Answer your question?” he asked lightly. “No one actually does the assignments, do they.” I stated more than asked with a bland expression. “No, not really.” Tamaki answered with a “Jesus-I-Never-Realized-How-Lame-We-Are” Look. “Oh, wow!” I laughed, “So I could just stand up on this desk and scream and no one would really do anything about it?” I asked mischievously. “It’s Doubtful.” Tamaki laughed. I was glad I got him to talk to me. He seemed a little ditzy, but I was sure that he was a nice guy. “But I wouldn’t recommend it!” Kyouya added quickly, noticing my smirk. Kyouya was nice too. I was starting to really like both of them…they seemed like I’d seen their faces before, but I couldn’t place where. I sat there and a bland expression took over my face. “I suddenly feel very cold.” I stated dully, “I’m being glowered at, aren’t I.” Tamaki and Kyouya noticed a group of girls glaring icy, ICY daggers at me. They both got these identical looks of “Oh-Fuck”-ness and I turned around and met the eyes of the girls. “Hi~!!!” I mused with a wide grin while waving vigorously at them. It really wasn’t a friendly “hi”; it was one of those “hi” wave combos that sent the telepathic message of “Back the fuck off before I rip off your eyelids with your own eyelash curler” that only girls could pick up on. I sighed and looked back to the two boys. “Well, I guess I should leave y’all alone before Japan’s entire female population wants to have my head on a pike.” you said with a tinge of remorse in your voice. Tamaki just stared at you, blushing for some unknown reason. Kyouya looked at you, slightly amused, “They’re insane, but harmless…unless you take PE.” he said in a dull tone. My face lost all color and memories of PE back in America popped to the front of my mind. It was always the same game, but it never got old; dodge ball. Me and my boys KILLED at dodge ball; we were a force that could make even the most steroidal jocks wet their pants out of fear…guess that wasn’t good for the love life either…Hahaha. “I don’t take PE…but what would they do?” I asked nervously. “Your boobs would have their own blog.” Kyouya stated as if it was a perfectly normal conversation. Tamaki turned tomato red. Unfortunately for him, I noticed. “DUDE! You were totally imagining that, you perv!” I yelped and almost fell out of my chair…scratch that. I did fall out of my chair. “I-it’s not like that! I wasn’t being a pervert!…” Tamaki started rambling on and on. I tuned him out after I decided to make sure I still had feeling in my ass. “You broke my butt.” I stated with a completely straight face…and it was short lived. I couldn’t help but start cracking up at the “What the fuck” look Kyouya was giving me and Tamaki’s tomato face. And of course, the impeccable timing of the “Get your ass to your next class” bell set in. We said our goodbyes and headed to our next classes and agreed to meet up and have lunch together. I was actually pretty disappointed to not get to see them until lunch; I thought they were a riot…and I was curious about Kyouya’s Note Book of Doom, or so I had named it. He wouldn’t let me see it, so naturally I assumed it was porn and started ranting about how school was no place for Playboy. The three of us had laughed so hard that we had tears in our eyes. My “At least tell me what kind it is!” comment even earned us a few other nearby guys that decided to join in on the hilarious conversation that had turned into mindless chatter about god doesn’t even know what. Tamaki had evened out to a steady hot pink for the entire conversation too. Was it the prospect of having a girl mindlessly rant about porn…or perhaps something else? What, I don’t know. Hahaha. (I had been informed about the host club and such too. And upon asking, the scoop on Haruhi was begrudgingly given up. [me: I really just don’t feel like getting into it and I can do that because I HAVE THE POWER! Lmao.]) I was met outside my classroom by Tamaki. “Yo, Tamaki-kun!” I practically sang as I noticed him, “Kyouya-kun ditching us?” “No…he went to gather the rest of the Host Club; we want you to meet them. I didn’t know if you knew where the cafeteria is.” he said as pink smeared across his face. I looked at him and raised an eyebrow, “Are you uncomfortable around me?” I asked casually while making total eye contact. He jumped. “What makes you ask that!?” he yelped. Unbeknownst to me, he was mentally kicking himself for making me think what I did. “You’ve been blushing like every time I say something directly to you. I mean, is something up, Tamaki-kun?” I elaborated. He blushed again and looked down. “No, nothings wrong …It’s just that…even when you’re being really casual…you’re really intense. I’ve never met a girl who’s so comfortable with herself and personable all at once…” he admitted shyly. I looked at him intently with my emerald green eyes. I then moved my gaze forward as we began to walk. “Yeah… sorry. That’s a bad habit of mine; the eye contact. It’s just a thing with me; I can’t tell what people are really thinking if I can’t see their eyes…I’ve been told that it’s intimidating before” I laughed light heartedly. If I knew one thing about guys, it was that they tend to stray away from serious conversations, no matter who they are, and if you laugh and act relaxed, they’re more apt to open up a bit. He looked at me and smiled slightly. “It’s not like that. I don’t mind it at all; I like it…it’s just so unusual…wait! That didn’t come out right! I mean…” I cut him off and giggled. “Tamaki-kun, don’t freak out if something sounds wrong. I’m not too easily offended…and just for the books…you don’t have to think I’m comfortable with myself. I’m really not…I’ve never told anyone this…but I honestly have like zero confidence…that’s why I smile and laugh a lot! You know? It’s like yeah, I’m a loser, but I don’t give a fuck because dork is the new cool!” I laughed with my hands behind my head. “You’re really something else, you know that!?” he laughed and love tapped (< <
His smile was breath taking and those eyes of him were so …so…wow. Was this guy for real? I mean he was the essence of a prince…WAIT! Hold up, Ivy! What exactly are you thinking? Uh…You just met this guy, nutcase! I shook my head to drive the thought out of my mind.
..::F.F. to later on at Host Club::..
(Nothing really happened at lunch except introductions and boring stuff of the sort.)
“Ello, Loves!” I laughed in a completely bastardized British accent as I entered the host club room. It was before they opened, so there were no rose petals and blinding going on when I opened the door.
..::With Kyouya and Tamaki (Out of my earshot)::..
“Tamaki, I hope you can maintain your usual grace with Ivy here today. You were embarrassingly awkward this morning. It isn’t becoming and your customers might suspect something.” Kyouya said in monotone as he clicked away on his laptop.
Tamaki blushed heavily, “No I wasn’t…So maybe I was a little less graceful…there’s just something about her…and those eyes!” he admitted with a heavy sigh.
Kyouya raised an eyebrow. “Now is not the time to start gushing about some girl that you just met this morning.” he sighed.
..::Back to Normal P.O.V.::..
I had decided to hang with Tamaki while the boys (and Haruhi) all did their thing. I was VERY close to designating Hikaru and Kaoru (who I could tell apart easily) and teaching them to start an entertaining convo rather than practically dry humping each other (me: XD God, that’s horrible! Hahaha, Hikaru and Kaoru fans, don’t worry, I think they‘re fucking awesome too!), but I had strategic reasons to hang with Tamaki.
As I sat and chatted pleasantly with Tamaki (who really seemed to be in his element) and his customers, one of the girls made a rather snide comment to me. The girls that had actually been pleasant all gasped. Tamaki tried to calm the situation, “N-now that wasn’t really necessary…” he tried, but I silenced him.
“Excuse me? I didn’t catch that; I don’t speak pompous bitch.” I growled at her.
She smirked arrogantly and repeated herself.
That time a stood up and glared evilly at her. There was a sharp crack and then a slam. I had smacked her clean across the face, leaving a big red splotch, and then promptly stormed out of the room. I hated girls like her…I hated it when people looked down on me just because I wasn’t the most graceful swan in the world.
..::Host Club (Tamaki‘s P.O.V.)::..
Ivy had just stormed out of the room and I was completely awestruck. I smiled at the girl, “Get out.” I ordered coldly.
“W-what?” she stammered. She was actually surprised that she was getting kicked out!?
“I don’t believe I stuttered. Get out. I don’t want to look at your face, you ugly thing.” I repeated venomously. I was furious and I didn’t know why! I mean, I know it was because of what she said to Ivy, but…why was I getting this upset?
After about a minute, it sank in. I quickly ran out of the Host club room to go find her. I wasn’t going to let some arrogant whore’s nasty comment drive her away from me! I couldn’t!
..::Normal P.O.V.::..
I was seated under a tree in the courtyard IMing my best friend, Crystal, who was still in America, on my cell phone (full keyboard).
(Crystal) DatsMISSBitch2u: r u kiddin me!? Dat BITCH!
(Me) BurnMexxxBreakMe: Crystal…im practically in tears…wht do I DO!?
DatsMISSBitch2u: idk kiddo…get a name n ill internet stalk her. >=3 Muahahah!
BurnMexxxBreakMe: lol nice Crys. Jesus I jst cnt believe she said tht 2 me in frnt of Tamaki…
DatsMISSBitch2u: Tamaki?
BurnMexxxBreakMe: a new friend of mine. Get ths. All my new bros r in a host club…lmao. I send u a pic whn I get 1. Lol
DatsMISSBitch2u: u betta! If theyr wrth it I mite jst come visit. Me-ow! 0>=3
BurnMexxxBreakMe: Owie! I just got sutn in my EYEEEE!!! Owiiiieeee!!! Fuck it! Now it looks like im cryin n my eye is actually THROBBING!!! RAWR!!!
DatsMISSBitch2u: roflmfao! Real sexy babe!
DatsMISSBitch2u: Rawr. Lemme ttyl. Teach jst cot meee! (TT_TT)
BurnMexxxBreakMe: kk. Lylas.
(Me: Yeah, I know it’s totally diff time zones, but lets just pretend, kay? Lmao. You know you love my bullshit!)
No sooner had Crystal said goodbye to me was I engulfed in a blur or bluish fabric and blonde hair. I panicked a little bit; it looked like I was crying and I SO wasn’t! damn whatever in my eye!!!
“Ivy, I’m so sorry that I just let her speak to you like that! Please forgive me! Ivy, please don’t cry!” Tamaki.
I hugged him and laughed a little while blushing like crazy as I was finally able to blink the whatever out of my contact lens. “Tamaki-kun, I’m okay, really! I had a whatever in my contact and it made me tear up. Don’t worry kiddo!” I tried desperately to clam him down, but had no luck.
He just continued to cling to me and apologize. I didn’t know what the big deal was! Did he feel that guilty about something he couldn’t control? Jeez, this guy’s one of a kind; actually manning up to things? Things that he really doesn’t have to man up to no less! Wow, I was impressed!…impressed and blushing even more (if even possible).
I looked fondly at the whimpering blonde with red still lingering on my face. “Tamaki-kun…” was all I managed to say…I didn’t really know what to say either.
He shook his head vehemently, “No, I don’t like that! I don’t like hearing you call me ‘kun’!” he whimpered into my shoulder.
“What is this? Why am I actually happy that poor Tamaki’s here worrying about me when he should be a host club? Why does this feel so…good? What the fuck is this feeling!?” I asked myself in a complete confusion. Before I knew it, I was returning the embrace and actually crying a little bit. “Thank you…for being so good to me, Tamaki…but you should get back to host club; your job takes precedence over me. I’m fine anyways! I’m just gonna head home to get a head start on my homework, kay?” I said with an incredibly fake smile. I just wanted him to stop worrying about me!
“I don’t want to…” he whined while looking at me like a dejected puppy.
I smiled, a little more believable this time (though I was still blushing), and patted him on the head, “But you have to; it’s your job! Besides, I’ll see you on Monday in class!” I retried, but he just continued to give me the puppy eyes. What was with this guy?
..::Later That Night::..
I had managed to get Tamaki to let me leave, but he insisted that he at least walked me to my limo. I didn’t have the heart to break it to him, what I was really going home in, I mean …or should I say what I was going home on? When he saw my motorcycle he started freaking out and forbade me to ride it, but I had already gotten on, started it up, and put up the kick stand. I had finished with a “Ciao (chow), Tamaki!” and that was that. I was a little disappointed that I wouldn’t see the host club all weekend, yet I would have been happy if I could have just seen Tamaki, and I know that sounds horrible; I don’t know why, but it was true…so confusing!
I was laying on my bed and hashing it out with Crystal. She was such a good friend and she had been like my diary since I was in pre-K and she was in Kindergarten. She generally could figure out what I was feeling before I could; it was uncanny, but great all at the same time.
“So he thought you were crying and wouldn’t let go of you…and then kept looking at you like a stray puppy when you tried to get him to let you leave, huh?”“Yeah…I don’t get it…no guy has ever actually made me that nervous…Crystal, I was blushing like crazy and I couldn’t stop! I think I’m broken or something…”
“Hahaha! No, not broken, kiddo, just coming back around. You’ve gone so long icing over your heart that it makes sense that you wouldn’t recognize the feeling. I think you might have a bit of a crush on him…and from what you’ve said, he sounds like a really nice guy…Ivy…give love another chance. You can know someone without loving them. You can love someone without knowing them. Sometimes two strangers fall in love at first sight and it’s real. Destiny has strange ways…but this Tamaki dude sounds like a real prince! Don’t let that go, Ivy! I’ve made that mistake before. I’ve let a real keeper go. Please don’t isolate your heart anymore…I know you’ve had it tough, but that’s how it’s supposed to be! You have to get your heart broken a few times because when you find the one you truly love, you’ll be able to appreciate them that much more!”“…No…I gave up on love a long time ago. I can’t handle another broken heart, Crystal! I know that you’re right…but I’m just too damn terrified to let someone have my heart again! Every time I lost a little piece of it…and I can’t afford to lose anymore or it…”
“…Close your eyes, Ivy. Clear your mind. Let everything slip away from you. You don’t need to think right now. Listen to what your heart is telling you, not your head.”“…” Whenever she had me do this it always worked. I did as she had instructed and everything was silent for a few minutes, “It’s all jumbled up this time, Crystal…my god, I really am broken…I can’t understand it at all…I tried to let everything go…but I could still see his face…”
I heard her laugh a little on the other side of the line, “If you can think of a reason to love someone, you’re loving with your head. If you take away the romance and excitement, the good times and the bad, everything about them and everything about you…and you can still see their face…that’s loving with your heart.”“B…but…why?” I was so frustrated that I was about to cry. My voice showed it to; it was cracking and weakening like crazy.
“How do you think I ended up with a conservative CHICK!? Love’s not choosey, kid! The heart wants what the heart wants!”Did I forget to mention that Crystal’s gay? Well, yeah, she is...well, bi, but she’s with a girl at the time. It’s never bugged me either; she’s too nice of a person to be judged on that. Unfortunately, a lot of people didn’t view it like that…like her dad. Her mom and step-dad were really supportive though; so was I. I thought that it was great how she wasn’t afraid to love who she loved, no holds barred. She had taught me a lot since we were little and I never could have imagined just getting rid of her because of something so trivial! The thought was absolutely preposterous! Obviously, I was very open to freedom of choice and tolerance of differences. She used to tell me when we were younger that if there were more politicians like me, there‘d be no war.(me: yeah, I’m a die-hard liberal in the real world too, baby! lmao)
She really was amazing. Most girls, whether they are or aren’t, don’t react well to being called a dyke. Some guy had thrown that at her and she had looked at him dully and just said “Yeah, so? Dude, it’s really ignorant that you’d even sink so low as to say something like that. Your ignorant, fearful comments are unwarranted and superfluous.” and that was it. She just walked away. You’ve really got to admire a person that can keep such a clear head.
We chatted for a while longer and then hung up. Crystal had a date with Cassandra and I was sleepy, so we said goodbyes and left it at that. Just before she hung up, I could have sworn that I heard her mutter to herself something that I probably wasn’t supposed to hear, “If he hurts you, kid, he’ll end up dead and they’ll never find the bodies; just like the other ones…”
I wasn’t sure if I’d heard correctly or if she was joking or something. I wasn’t even sure if I had heard it at all…just something that I thought I heard. I tended to have a little voice in the back of my head (not in a psychopathic way) that would say things like that. Sometimes the voices in my head tell me to kill people, but they mostly just tell me to sleep late. Hahaha.
I found myself doodling unconsciously. Then I started writing, although I was in such a daze that I didn’t know what. When I looked down at my sketchbook, red erupted onto my face. It was an angel with huge, white wings, but the face…the face was distinctly…Tamaki’s. But that wasn’t what really made me go red…I was so embarrassed, as I read the lyrics that I had written lightly next to the drawing my jaw just about dropped.
When I see your smile,
Tears run down on my face.
I can't replace.
And now that I'm stronger, I have figured out,
How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul.
And I know I'll find deep inside me,
I can be the one.
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever.
I'll be there for you through it all.
Even if saving you sends me to heaven.
Seasons are changing,
And waves are crashing,
And stars are falling all for us.
Days grow longer and nights grow shorter,
I can show you I'll be the one
I will never let you fall.
I'll stand up with you forever.
I'll be there for you through it all.
Even if saving you sends me to heaven.
'Cause you're my, you're my,
My true love, my whole heart.
Please don't throw that away.
'Cause I'm here... for you!
Please don't walk away and,
Please tell me you'll stay... here!
Use me as you will!
Pull my strings just for a thrill!
And I know I'll be okay,
Though my skies are turning gray
I will never let you fall!
I'll stand up with you forever!
I'll be there for you through it all,
Even if saving you sends me to heaven!
I will never let you fall!
I'll stand up with you forever!
I'll be there for you through it all,
Even if saving you sends me to heaven!
..::Next Morning::..
I had just showered, gotten dressed, pulled my long fiery hair back, and put on my basic white eyeliner and such as I left my apartment to take a jog and go get coffee at the café on the corner a few blocks away.
I had on tight, black shorts, a form fitting, hot pink tank top that said “STOP STARING!” across the chest in black glitter, and a pair of hot pink and black Nikes. I had my iPod in and was enjoying a song that Crystal had written (she was the one that inspired me to start playing guitar). It was called “Bite Me”.
You can talk your shit
Say whatever the fuck you want!
Go ahead and tell me who I am.
Maybe someday
You’ll believe it!
Back off, back off!
You got a problem
You can just
BITE ME!
I’m not your entertainment
I’m not you toy!
You can yank on those strings all you want
But they ain’t gonna do shit!
Back off, Back off!
You got a problem
You can just
BITE ME!
I had jogged a few miles and was ready for my 8:00 A.M. coffee. As I entered the cute little café, I noticed the one and only Haruhi leaving the counter with some kind of latte. I walked up to the counter and smiled brightly at the guy behind it. I have this thing about being nice to people who are going to be waiting on you; Dude, they can hawk one in your drink!!! Narsty much!?
“Morning!” I bubbled.
“Morning…What can I get you…?” the guy said absent mindedly. He was not making eye contact with me at all. I followed his line of view and sighed. “Yeah, uh, I’ll just have a vanilla Chai.”
He got you your drink and then smirked at me. I smiled back before punching him in the nose, sending him flying back, “MY EYES ARE UP HERE, YOU PERVERT!” I yelled at him. All the women in the café were giving me looks and thumbs ups of approval.
The manager abruptly came out and observed the scene. “What’s going on here!?” he exclaimed.
“I-I don’t know, sir! Some nutcase screamed that he was being a pervert and decked him before she left!” I stammered innocently. Score! Thank you for these naturally innocent looking eyes! Hahaha.
I then pulled a chair up to the little table Haruhi was sitting at with a book and sat backwards in it. “Haru-chan, what’s up?” I asked cheerfully.
She smiled at me and laughed a little, “Hahaha. Hiding. The Host Club’s been prowling! Hahaha.” she giggled while taking a sip of her coffee.
I laughed too. “Why are you hiding from them? It’s Saturday! Shouldn’t you want to hang out with friends?” I asked curiously.
She smiled thoughtfully. “I love them, I really do, but they can be such a handful! I day with them can be a bit too much like work.” she explained lightly, “What’re you doing here? Aren’t you a little high on the ladder to be at a place like this?”
I gave her my trademark lopsided grin, “I hate my Miss Money Bags lifestyle. I live in the apartment complex a few blocks away; the rest of my fam is still in America.” I answered just as casually.
“Y-you live alone?” she asked me in disbelief.
“Yeah, but it doesn’t really bother me. I actually prefer it. Nice and quiet, you know? And it’s not like I don’t keep in touch. I was just chatting with my best girlfriend, Crystal, last night, and my brothers and dad webcam be as much as possible.” I giggled, “We have family dinners on Tuesdays!”
Haruhi and I both started laughing at the thought (sight) of having a laptop sitting at the dinner table and having a family meal that way. It was definitely a funny sight to behold, but it was fun and it made sure that me and my family stayed close. I had two older twin brothers (hence why I can tell Hikaru and Kaoru apart), Alex and Tristan, and a younger brother, Scotty. I was the only girl in the family since my parents divorced. Except Crystal and Crew; we considered them family too because they were just fucking awesome like that. Our families had always been really close since we had been neighbors, so all of us were like one big happy family. It was truly one of the best things in my life…and it still is! Every so often Crystal’s family would eat at my house for the webcam dinners. Cassandra was a recent addition to the family and didn’t seem to quite feel at home yet, but everyone did whatever they could to make her feel at home; Cassie was really shy. I wasn’t surprised that she ended up with my obnoxious party hound that is Crystal. Hahaha.
Our girl time was unfortunately cut short by two familiar voices. “TARGETS ACQUIRED!” rang out the voices of Hikaru and Kaoru as they burst through the café’s doors.
My eyes lit up and I ran to hug my little devils. “You two are just too fucking adorable!” I squealed as I death hugged them.
They laughed and hugged me too. “We try!” they mused. They reminded me so much of Alex and Tristan, I couldn’t help but love them!
Honey was the next one to maul me. “Honey!!!” I cried happily as I spun him around. I had had my caffeine and morning jog; I was fueled up until at least midnight…factoring in that it was the host club I would be with…I figured I had until about 10 before I crashed and burned.
I then attacked Mori. Hey! I was doing my rounds and this nutcase gets her hugs! Is that so wrong!? Huh!? Hahaha. Weekends are my favorite part of the week so, yes, I am always this energetic on Saturdays.
The next and last ones to enter the café were Tamaki and Kyouya. I Tackled Kyouya first. He laughed and hugged you, “It’s good to see you too, Ivy!” he said while grinning.
Haruhi noted his change in demeanor around you. “I guess there’s just something about her that makes people feel comfortable; like they can just let loose with her. It’s nice to know that she doesn’t judge; they guys are so used to being what their customers want…she must be such a relief for them.” she thought to herself as she watched the strange scene playing out before her.
I raised an eyebrow at Tamaki. “You just gonna stand there and look like a sunburned dork?” I asked playfully, “Where the hell’s my hug!?” I laughed as I glomped him.
If I was in a group of people I was able to be my normal perky self around guys I liked, it was only when me and said crush were alone that I was more inhibited. I noted that that’s how I was around Tamaki…and to be honest, it scared the hell out of me. I didn’t really like him…did I?
Haruhi cleared her throat and raised and eyebrow at all of us. “Can you guys possible make more of a public scene?” she asked exasperated, “…Never mind…PLEASE don’t answer that.” she sighed and laughed a little, probably at the thought of me and the twins randomly laying down on the floor and screaming just for the hell of it, or something to that effect.
..::Several Minutes Later::..
I had pestered the host club into trying the coffee at the café before we left. Today was gonna be FUCKING AWESOME! Now I had two caffeinated twins, a latte-inated Honey, and a WIDE awake Tamaki. Heehee…oh the fun I will have. Muahahah! 0>=3
I had Kyouya’s left hand and Tamaki’s right as we all walked down the sidewalk. I let go of them, skipped a few steps, and then spun around with my arms outstretched. “WHEEEE!” I squealed happily.
“You seem a little more zealous than usual, Ivy…” Haruhi commented while covering her face with her hand.
I turned back to her and grinned ear to ear, “Well, I just have the feeling that today’s going to be a wonderful day!” I mused, “I mean, I get to hang out with all of you guys, so why wouldn’t it be great!?” I added.
All the guys blushed light pink at the overwhelming happy radiating off of me. I was in my element; with friends on a Saturday! I really meant what I said too; when I got to hang out with them I really felt important…like people actually cared… and even if I was deceiving myself, I was going to enjoy it while I could.
I froze and turned around. “We have to go to my apartment. I need to get a group picture of everyone to send to my friend-sister.” I stated, realizing that NOW was my photo op.
..::Apartment Time (lol)::..
I set my camera’s timer and put it on top of my entertainment system (part of it, not al the way at the top. XD). I checked to make sure everyone was in the picture and told them to smile. I pushed the button and then quickly ran over and draped my arm around Haruhi’s shoulders while giving my trademark smile and a rock on sign with my right hand. Click. Flash. Click. Done.
I went to check the picture and gasped when I saw it. “Woooow! This came out really good, guys! The boys back home are gonna LOVE this!”
No more than a few minutes later, we were all decorating my hot pink and black living room furniture. “What shall we do today, my lovelies?” I asked, faking and Australian accent this time.
The twins perked up significantly (if that was even possible after them both downing two super mocha-latte espressos EACH…that’s a LOT of caffeine for the twins people!). “We’re all going to the beach. Pack an overnight bag, ladies!” the mused happily.
..::20 Minutes Later::..
Haruhi had just returned from her apartment (which I found out was like three doors down from me) with her bag. I had just come out of my bedroom with mine. I looked at the guys, “Do any of y’all pass as 21 or am I handling the booze cruise supplies?” I asked with a smirk.
Kyouya smirked at me as he shut his cell phone. “Already taken care of.” he answered mischievously.
Looks of blatant terror from everyone bounced from you to Kyouya. I guess the thought of either of us drunk was a bit disturbing…Heehee…guess we’d find out, huh? Hahaha.
..::One Plane Ride and a Limo Drive Later::..
We all arrived at one of my families private beaches in Japan. I had suggested it because I knew that the surf was good this time of year. That was all that came to mind when I heard the word beach; surfing and sunbathing.
Everything had been left in the Villa’s foyer; no maids or butlers were there because we had made a surprise visit. We all just changed into out bathing suits in the ground floor’s bathrooms and hurriedly headed out to the water and the warm sun.
I had convinced Haruhi to wear one of my bikinis. It was a light pink Prada one; rather stringy, BUT it looked ADORABLE on her. I had noticed Hikaru turning bright red upon seeing her; I’d have to do something to get them together. That was my curse; I could make lasting relationships happen without so much as straining my little finger…but that was relationships for OTHER people. I could never get it right for myself.
I was wearing and equally stringy, white Chanel bikini. It was my favorite. It matched my chunky sunglasses and, what can I say, I just love Chanel! It had the double C’s on a silver charm hanging down from the middle of the suit’s top and tied at every available place (it tied on either side of the hips, once in the back, and once like a halter top). I was carrying a Roxy tote bag with my sun block, towel, tanning oil, ect. and a long, pink surf board with the Playboy Bunny on it.
My piercings were a bit out of the ordinary today. I had in the Playboy Bunny belly button piercing and a simple pair of silver studs in one hole in my earlobe and one hole in my cartilage, on each side. I have my eyebrow and lip along with like five more in my ears, but decided not to wear them because they were inconvenient. The Belly Button Bunny was “cute” so I decided to wear it…or did I have a subconscious reason for it other than its cuteness?
Haruhi and I put out our towels to lounge and sunbathe on, while the guys just kind of tossed theirs on beach chairs and headed for the clear, aqua water. I smiled when I noticed Hikaru helping Haruhi get fully sun blocked. I was busy sun blocking and tan oiling myself up as well.
Tamaki smiled at me. “Need some help?” he asked innocently. I nodded and he helped my get my back. Oh so glad that I wasn’t facing him! Oh so red faced. I think Hikaru noticed because I saw him snicker something to Kaoru who nodded and laughed a little.
Hikaru Hitachiin, Thy name is Ivy. I had a feeling that him and I would be royally interfering in each others’ love lives this weekend. An INCREDIBLY strong feeling.
The boys were playing in the water and Haruhi and I were lounging in the sun. We were both laying on out tummies and enjoying the warm sun. “I saw Hikaru helping you with your sun block~!” I sang with a smirk.
She blushed, “S-so? He o-offered!” she stammered, “Tamaki helped you cover yourself in coconut oil!” she retorted with a fierce smirk.
“Ouch, Feisty.” I giggled while smiling at her, “Seriously though, am I sensing the lo~ve vibes between you and Thing Two?” I asked (using the reference of Thing Two for no other reason than that it rhymed.)
She laughed, “Wouldn’t he be Thing One since he was born first? …But in all seriousness, I doubt it…I mean…I do like him, but I don’t think he sees that in me. If anything I’m just another one of the guys or a kid-sister.” she sighed.
I looked her straight in the eyes. “Haruhi, I’m good with sensing compatibility with people, so you can trust me when I say this. He’s definitely into you, but he’s shy about it. The way he looks at you though…oh, Haruhi, I wish you could see it! He looks for a chance to do ANYTHING with you! Any way he can help you, he’s got it covered! Let me tell ya, girlie, they way he looks at you is so far from the friend zone, it’s almost painful to see you two not together!” I sighed dreamily. It was so CUTE! I though that they’d make an awesome couple!
Haruhi smirked, “Well, with the way Tamaki stares at you, I could say the exact same thing.” she mused.
I smiled sadly and adjusted my sunglasses, “He doesn’t feel that way about me. I wouldn’t be surprised if all of the guys were only talking to me because they felt bad for me, being the new girl and all.” I sighed.
Haruhi looked at me sternly, “Don’t ever say something like that again; especially not in front of any of them. They may be shameless flirts, but they’d never do something so horrid. I’ve seen how you can get them to loosen up around you, Ivy. They all really love you and I do to!” she said seriously.
I smiled broadly. “I’m glad…because I feel the exact same way. Just knowing that they think of me as something is enough for me; I don’t need Tamaki to like me…as long as I just get to enjoy life and have you guys in it with me.” I said with the most genuine smile I had ever had spread across my face. I truly meant what I said. Just hanging out with them really was enough.
“I’m telling you, Ivy; Tamaki is head over heals for you… he probably just doesn’t know how to say it and is afraid that you don’t feel the same way.” Haruhi said absently as she rolled over and closed her eyes while removing her sunglasses.
I did the same, “I wish he’d hurry up and admit it then … because I’d really just like to hear him say it.” I sighed and smiled to myself.
I was amazed at how open me and Haruhi were able to be. Talking about something so fragile as a crush…it felt really good to know that Crystal wasn’t the only one I could talk to if I needed advice.
..::A Little While Later::..
“Are you guys just gonna cook yourselves all day or are you going to come surf with us?” was what Haruhi and I woke up to. Hikaru was standing over us with an eyebrow raised.
We both sat up and stretched. “It’s so warm!” Haruhi mused while yawning. You know what else is warm…nay… correction…burning hot, Haruhi? That look he’s giving you!“You guys surfing?” I asked and stood up. I was starting to tan a little bit and it was looking good. Happy, happy, joy, joy!
He nodded and laughed a little, “Milord needs help from someone a little more professional than Kaoru and me…I think he died a little on the last one…” Hikaru sighed with a slightly amused look plastered across his face. Oh that little… wonderful, wonderful opportunity giver!
Haruhi smiled warmly and shook her head, “I don’t know how to surf, so I’ll continue basking in the warmth!” she giggled. You little Fox! Oh no you don’t! You ARE surfing with Hikaru if it KILLS you in the process!
“That’s not a problem. I’ll teach you. Come on.” he said with a smile and helped her up.
I jogged ahead to go save Tamaki. Once I had paddled out I realized just what I had gotten myself into as I watched Tamaki wipe out, resurface, and spit water out of his mouth. I couldn’t help but giggle a little bit.
“Thank Hikaru. He sent for a professional.” I giggled and waved the love sign at the guys.
“Hikaru! That’s mean!” Tamaki whined while splashing at a laughing Hikaru. Haruhi was on his board with him. CUTE!!!
I balanced on mine and then stepped onto Tamaki’s. He turned bright red at how close we were, but I was in full surfer mode. I pushed my board towards Hikaru and Haruhi, “Watch this while I work my magic!” I laughed.
Haruhi grabbed my surf board and held onto it. Note: She did NOT get off of Hikaru’s surf board. 0>=3 I win.
“Okay, Tamaki! You ready for this!?” I asked enthusiastically.
He looked a bit panicked and shook his head “no”.
“Well, too bad!” I mused. I smiled at him and patted him on the head, “Don’t worry! You’ve got the best surf teacher in the world! I will make a surfer out of you yet!” you bubbled with a love tap.
“She’s totally flirting with him.” Haruhi thought to herself while still clinging to Hikaru for balance. He wrapped an arm around her waist and smiled brightly at her. She blushed slightly.
Tamaki was clinging to me, screaming something to the effect of “Please, God! I’m too young to die!” I had pulled him into a standing position and taken us straight into the tube of a huge wave. “Open your eyes, Tamaki! This is an amazing experience!” I yelled over the roar of the water.
..::Tamaki’s P.O.V.::..
I had opened my eyes and loosened my grip in, Ivy a little bit. Sure, the inside of the wave was beautiful and amazing (and terrifying), but I was more enthralled with the beautiful and amazing girl that I was lucky enough to be holding on to!
Her red hair was almost brunette from the water soaking it. Her teal eyes seemed to me glowing! The vibrant aqua water paled in comparison to those sparkling teal eyes of hers! She was laughing, but focused as we exited the inside of the wave. All I could say was “Wow.”
..::Normal P.O.V.::..
The wave had carried me and Tamaki all the way to shore and I plopped down on the wet sand, letting the water swish against me as the waves came and went. “Tamaki! Did you see it! Wasn’t it beautiful! You’re not dead either, so we can practice until you can stand on a board yourself!” I mused in a dreamy daze.
I was too busy watching Haruhi cling fearfully to Hikaru who was doing some oh so unnecessary turns on a wave to notice Tamaki just staring at me. I lost sight of them after that because they had entered the tube. I couldn’t wait to hear what Haruhi thought of the inside of the wave…well…if she took her eyes off Hikaru long enough to see it. I laughed light heartedly to myself.
I turned to look at Tamaki who had simply remained silent. When I turned, I met his gorgeous violet eyes. “Tamaki?” I asked in a bit of confusion.
He leaned closer to me…and before I knew it, his lips were pressed delicately against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and began to kiss him back. He ran his tongue against my bottom lip, before he slid it into my mouth. I greeted him happily with my own. I heard someone whistle and laugh; Hikaru. I honestly loved him to pieces, but I didn’t feel like dealing with him at the moment. I flipped him the birdie with one of my hands and heard Haruhi stifle a laugh and then silence. I was pretty confident that Hikaru had stuck his tongue ten inches down her throat more or less, but I wasn’t completely sure…and at the moment I could have possible cared any less about anything else.
After a few blissful minutes, we reluctantly pulled away from each other. I gazed dreamily into Tamaki’s beautiful violet eyes and wondered how I had gotten so damn lucky. “I really like you, Ivy. I have since the first day I met you. You’re so beautiful.” he whispered in my ear. A chill went up my spine and I let out a soft noise of enjoyment.
“I felt the same way.” I answered breathlessly.
..::Later That night::..
Haruhi and I were hanging out in my room to chit chat and such. I was curious about what Methods Hikaru used to get her to stop giggling from me flipping him the bird, but I didn’t ask yet; I had better plans. She didn’t comment on my steamy kiss with Tamaki yet either. I was slightly fearful; any girl that would fall for a guy like Hikaru must have a mischievous side.
You looked out the window and gasped. “I forgot how beautiful the sunsets were here! Let’s go back out on the beach and watch it! I know this great spot that Alex and Tristan used to take me to watch it when we were little.” I breathed as I took in the wonderful sight.
Haruhi nodded in agreement and we both threw on comfy sundresses. Hers was a loose, frilly, pink one and mine was a form-fitting, simple, white one with sunshine yellow flowers on it. Generally, I hate dresses, but I had a few cute exceptions and this one was one of them.
We both raced down the beach laughing. “I’m gonna beat you!” she called from a few feet ahead of me. By now, the guys were tiny specks down the strip of sand.
The two of us skidded to a halt and I leaned against a big rock to catch my breath. “You win!” I panted.
Haruhi and I made our way up the side of the sandstone giant and sat down on top of it. While we were staring out at the sun melting into the water, I heard someone coming up behind us. I went on instant alert; their steps didn’t sound a graceful and poised as the host club members’. I glanced over to Haruhi, but she didn’t seem to notice anything.
“He~y! What’s a couple a pretty girlies like yous two doin’ all alo~ne?” a male voice slurred slightly in a vulgar tone.
I turned to Haruhi and whispered so only she could hear. “There’s only one. I’ll distract him and you book; it’ll be easier if I only have to protect myself.” I hissed as I pulled her up with me.
As I turned around I went into a roundhouse kick and sent the guy flying back into the sandstone. Haruhi had bolted and I had taken a fighting stance. This S.O.B. was going DOWN! After a few blows were exchanged I thought I heard footsteps.
I made the mistake of turning my head for a split second to see who was coming. Definitely a big mistake. The guy took advantage of my lapse in attentiveness and grabbed me around the throat. He was holding me over the edge of the sandstone. All that was separating me from death was a good eighty foot fall and sea water. Oh joy.
I felt myself begin to fall. I heard Haruhi scream the word “Die” and a heavy thud. I heard one of the guys scream my name…Then I made impact. Then there was nothing.
..::Several Minutes Later (Tamaki’s P.O.V.)::..
I had just laid Ivy down on the sand. She wasn’t moving …She wasn’t…breathing. “Ivy? Ivy, wake up! Everything’s okay now! I’m here now, Ivy, so please wake up!” I whimpered as I held her tightly.
Haruhi let out a sob and Hikaru pulled her into his arms and tried to comfort her. My vision was beginning to get cloudy with tears. I was fighting hard to hold them back, but a few managed to escape and roll down the sides of my face.
I gave Kyouya a desperate look. He always knew what to do in high pressure situations. “Mom” wasn’t just some meaningless nickname I had given him; he could always bring things back when they got out of hand, just like a parent.
He took her from me and laid her down. He checked her vitals. Everything was completely silent except for the waves crashing in the ocean…but that all seemed so distant now. So far away.
He sighed before leaning down and giving her Mouth-To-Mouth. I made a note to learn; I wished that I could have been the one to do it. I’d take any excuse to have my mouth on her! …God, I shouldn’t be thinking like that, damn it! I was jealous that I couldn’t be the one to bring her back to us though. I wished I could be the one she woke up to rather than Kyouya. But that could never happen; I had no idea how to save her. I couldn’t perform the same miracles Kyouya could.
I coughed and opened my eyes. Once my vision focused, I noticed Kyouya kneeling beside me and realized that he must have had to give me Mouth-To-Mouth. I blushed a little bit at the thought. “I think I just died a little.” I joked miserably, more referring to my resuscitation embarrassment than my life threatening fall and drowning incident. I did die a little; Kyouya basically had to kiss me! Damn it! I wasn’t even alive to enjoy it!!!
He just laughed a little and patted me on the head, “Yup, but you’re back now.” he mused with a relieved smile.
I stood up and scratched the back of my head, “Well… that just knocked about ten years off my life!” I laughed playfully. I always laughed things off. If anything was ever wrong at all, you could find me cracking up and joking around like it was nothing at all. It always made me feel better. I was like a kid; I could start laughing/crying just to be dramatic and end up being genuinely amused/upset by the time I was done …and that’s what I depended on.
Tamaki glared at me, “You almost DIE and all you have to say are stupid jokes!? What you did was one of the dumbest things I’ve ever seen! You’re a GIRL, Ivy; you can’t go up against a man!” he yelled at me.
I stared at him in shock and disgust. My eyes got a lot colder as I began to speak. “How DARE you.” I growled as I took a step towards him, “My being a girl has absolutely NOTHING to do with the situation! At a time like that, there’s no time to wait for a man to come to the rescue! What did you want me to do!? Just stand there and let us me and Haruhi get beaten and raped!? I can defend MYSELF, Tamaki Suoh!” I screamed and then promptly stormed off towards the villa. I paused and looked down, “Besides, I’d sooner die than let anything happen to Haruhi; she’s too precious to me and worth so much more than my pathetic existence.” I mumbled before returning to my fast paced walk.
I had my legs dangling off the widow’s perch on the roof of the villa, sulking. I was furious with Tamaki and I didn’t want to end up taking it out on any innocent bystanders. Someone sat down beside me, but I didn’t bother to look and see who it was.
“Ivy, I know you’re upset, but you shouldn’t sulk about this. I don’t completely agree with what Milord said, but being passive aggressive isn’t going to solve anything. You should apologize.” it was Kaoru.
“Why should I say sorry!? He’s the one that owes ME an apology!” I snapped irritably.
“I never said he didn’t. Listen, I know that plenty of girls can defend themselves, but you do need to realize when you’re outmatched…and, don’t get me wrong, I’m not siding with anyone here. You need to apologize for worrying him… and he needs to apologize for being sexist. Sound fair?” he reasoned.
Kaoru was by far the most mature and sensible when it came to things like this. I give him that much. I looked at him and frowned, “Kaoru, he’ll never admit it. We’re both too stubborn. Besides, I’d say we’re about even; he hurt my pride, I made him cry.” I stated dryly.
He sighed, “So you’re just going to leave things like this? You’re going to throw what you’ve got with him away so easily? Ivy, he’s in love with you! That’s the only reason he said it! As a man, I can tell you that we’re all very sexist towards the women we love…it’s not because we’re trying to hurt their pride…it’s just because WE want to be the ones to protect you. Only a man that truly loved you would try to control you like that; would try to keep you from fighting. It’s just how we are…we like to feel useful, and protecting the women we care about is the best way to feel useful.” he said with a half smile.
I looked at him seriously, “I get that, but being sexist doesn’t do that! I’m not above saying that I’m sorry, but I’m not going to speak to him until he confronts me in a PROACTIVE way. I’m not just going to be chastised by someone my own age.” I stated firmly.
“Understandable.”
..::Later::..
The tension at dinner was
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