My Coffee Bean {Ouran}

{12}

~Perverts~

A nurse led us to a separate room away from the other students. I was confused more than anything. I understand why Ootori would set up a private room for Haruhi, but why for me too? I'm not hiding anything, so there's no reason for this. 

I'm not saying I don't appreciate it; I much rather have my examination in private, but how would Ootori know that? Did I accidentally show my discontent for the publicity of it? That's the only logical explanation I could think of. But even if that was true, why would he do that for me? Why would someone that blackmailed me into joining the host club do something as nice as take my feelings into consideration? 

"Are you okay, Kofuyu?" Haruhi's hand gently laid on my shoulder. "It looks like something is troubling you." 

"Oh, no, don't worry about me. I was just thinking about something, nothing important," I answered. The nurse stopped in front of a wide door and pushed it open for us. 

Haruhi and I stepped into the private clinic room. The two doctors greeted us with a big smiles and one said, "Hello, Miss Ikehetta and Mr. Fujioka. We've been made aware of your situation," the doctor spoke directly to Haruhi. 

The other doctor, motioned off to the curtains behind us and said, "Please step behind the curtains and disrobe. We'll begin your examinations shortly." 

"Sure," Haruhi agreed. She went to the further of the two curtained-off rooms, so I went into the other. I did just as the doctor said and pulled off my sweater. I carelessly threw it into the chair that sat in the corner and began working on the buttons of my black shirt. 

I definitely felt more comfortable undressing in here rather than with the rest of the students. I had more privacy this way. I dropped my shirt on top of my sweater and hooked my fingers on around the waistband of my skirt. Before I pushed the hem down my hips, however, I felt a presence behind me. At first I thought it was the doctor, but when I turned around, I was met with a strange man from earlier. 

"What the hell?" I muttered. I was going to call for help, but the man quickly turned towards me and covered my mouth with his hand. Panic filled my chest when I felt his hand grab my shoulder. 

"No, it's not what you think-" he continued to frantically whisper, but I wasn't listening anymore. I had to get this gross man off of me, but nothing came to mind. I couldn't think of anything, and it didn't feel like he was letting go anytime soon. 

"Kofuyu!" Suoh shouted and from behind the curtain. I couldn't tell where his voice was coming from, but in what seemed like a blink of an eye, he had kicked the man away from me which led to the perv crashing into the wall. 

"One: good looks that attract the public eye," the Hitachiins stated. By then, Haruhi peaked into the room. She was still dressed, minus her tie and blazer. 

"Two: more wealth than you can imagine," Ootori continued right after the twins. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. What are they talking about?

"Three: chivalry that will never be able to overlook," Mori-senpai said. I felt the familiar fabric of my favorite knit sweater being draped over my shoulders. Ootori was the only one close enough to reach me, so I had to assume it was him, but he wasn't looking at me. It almost looked like he refused to. 

"That's what makes up the Ouran Host club!" Suoh finished dramatically. I pulled my sweater as close to me as possible. The one day I don't wear an undershirt, and I regret it this badly. "No, it'll be fine, Kofuyu. You're wearing a black shirt," I told myself. What an idiot. 

"Please, don't hurt me! Spare my life," the pervert cowered before us. Everyone stared at him in silent confusion. He continued, "I'm a doctor. I have a small emergency clinic that I run in the next town over. My name is Yabu."