~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."
"Yabu?" I repeated with a slight tone of disgust.
"That's crazy. What a terrible name for a doctor," One of the twins said. I don't care which one.
"Unless you're a quack," the other reasoned.
"I know," the perv doctor sighed and dropped his head. He looked sort of pathetic kneeling on the floor like that. "I'm here because I was hoping to see my daughter. My wife left me last month, and she took my daughter with her, but I know she attends school here."
Okay, now I kind of regret calling him pathetic. He's just a caring man that misses his family. My chest felt weird. I don't recognize this feeling... wait, no, I do. Do I seriously relate with this man? The one that stumbled into my room while I was half naked and held my mouth shut?
"I don't mean to pry or anything, but why did your wife and daughter leave you?" Haruhi asked.
"Well, you see..." he paused. "I took a few too many I.O.U's, and my wife got fed up. My daughter went with her."
I know that feeling. Loving and caring for your family even after they leave you.
"And that was it. They left me forever. I know I'm terrible at managing out money, and I can't say no to anybody. I don't blame them for being tired of constantly living in debt," he continued. I heard little sobs coming from my right. Of course, Suoh was crying. "But, I wanted to see my daughter one more time, so I came here. After being pelted by rain and wandering the streets, I finally made it to your school. Once I entered, I was mistaken for a doctor here to examine the students."
Something about his story isn't adding up. He mentioned he was terrible at managing money, so his family isn't wealthy, or it wouldn't have been that much of a problem. She could be another honor student here, but I wasn't aware there were anymore other than Haruhi and me.
"You're wearing a lab coat," one brother pointed out.
"Anyone would mistake you as a doctor," the other stated as if it was clear as day.
The doctor continued on with his story, "When I tried to ask a student about my daughter, the girl started screaming, and before I knew it, there were all kinds of people chasing me!" He turned to me, but stayed on his knees in front of me. "I swear, I didn't mean to scare you! I promise." I tightened my grip on my sweater and awkwardly nodded.
"Dr. Yabu, I think you may have the wrong place," Ootori cut in. Are you looking for Ouran Public High School?" he questioned.
"Yeah, that's right."
"I figured that might be the case. This is Ouran Academy, a private institution. Your daughter doesn't go here." The perv's face paled and I rolled my eyes. How pathetic.
"Man, that's pretty sad. You don't even know what school your daughter goes to?" At least the twins agreed with me.
Ootori gave him a map and helped the perv doctor find his way towards Ouran Public High, the school his daughter attended. Even after the dude left, the guys lingered in the examination room.
"Are you sure about this? Even if he finds the school, there's no guarantee that she'll want to talk to him," the brothers said.
"Yeah, okay, that doesn't matter anymore. Can you all get out now?" I asked and motioned down with my eyes. Once they realized I was still wrapping my sweater around me, they quickly turned around and closed the curtain behind them.
"I'm sorry, Kofuyu! Please don't be mad at us?" Suoh's desperate yells came from the other side of the curtain.
"What?" I scoffed. "I'm not mad. I just want to get this damn examination over with." I dropped my sweater in the chair again.
"I'll do my best to speed things along, Miss Ikehetta," the doctor's kind voice spoke from behind me. She gave me one of those fabricated closed-eye smile and held her hands together in front of me.
"It's fine. I don't mean to rush you. You're just doing your job," I muttered.
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I got redressed then stepped out from behind the curtain. When Suoh's eyes landed on me, he rushed towards me and pulled me into his arms. My cheek was squished against his chest as he spun us around.
"I was so worried about you! My little Kofuyu! PLease don't be upset with me!"
"Why would I be upset?" I pulled my face away from his chest then pushed him away entirely.
"Oh, good! So, you're just being your normal tsundere self!" he patted the top of my head. I scoffed and decided not to argue with him. I don't get it. I'm not a tsundere. I don't act like I don't care, right? Just because I'm not affectionate or happy emotional doesn't mean i'm a tsundere.
"Hey, Kofuyu," the Hitachiins grabbed both of my shoulders. "We have a question for you."
"Okay..." I was hesitant when it came to these two, but they didn't look like they were up to something this time. There was no hint of mischief in they way they spoke or looked at me.
"Why do you always wear those frumpy sweaters?"
"You should wear something that suits your body type more."
"We could help you, you know."
I blankly stared at the two of them. Are they being serious? I know they probably didn't mean it in a rude or perverted way, but it still made me uncomfortable that they were talking about my body.
"Okay. No, thanks," I answered. "I'm perfectly happy with the way I dress now."
I hate it when I have so many ideas, but no motivation to actually write anything out :( I got three chapters worth up in my noggin.
