Tamaki's Lil Sister

Chapter 17

"Would you rather fuck a dragon... or a horse?" I questioned Haruhi as we were waiting for her to decide she had done enough revision to count as satisfactory. She snorted at the sudden and weird question.

"What?!" She paused from scratching the page with her pen, and looked at me with that look she gave me every time I started messing about.

"It's a simple question, Haru, just answer it." I shrugged.

"If it's so simple, you answer it first."

"Dragon, duh!"

"Why though?"

"Cause they aren't real, dumbass." Haruhi just looks at me more confused, and shook her head. "And even if they were, it's a dragon! Who in their right mind would fuck a horse over a dragon?!"

"Why do you do such weird stuff?" She began packing away her papers into the correct files.

"Nah, I'm not weird, I'm limited edition!" I proclaimed, swinging back and forward on my chair. "Hurry up! I'm bored!"

"I got that from the weird questions."

"Ah, you know me so well, when I get bored. I just distract the person causing the boredom. Therefore, more confusion, which causes less boredom for me!" I pulled her up from her chair, and began dragging her towards the door. "Now, let's leave!"

"Fine, I'm coming, stop dragging me!"

By the time we made it to Music Room Three, it was empty. The lights were turned off. There was nobody there, even though we were only a few minutes late.

"Huh. There's no one here." Haruhi frowns.

"Well no shit, Sherlock. You'd guess the empty dark room would clue me in on this." I raised my eyebrows at her.

"Does this mean we get to go home early?"

"Wait, what day is it?"

"Uhh, Tuesday."

"SHIT-" I yelled suddenly remembering what Tamaki had said a few days ago.

"Watch your language, jeez!"

"It's the flower thingy in the garden today! The cherry blossoms are blooming, and there's like, a tea party or something." I grabbed hold of her wrist, and started running towards the stairs. "We're definitely late."

"Kyoya's gonna add more onto my debt."

"Nah, I'll tell him it's my fault."

"But it's my fa-" she began.

"That's what friends are for. Making excuses so their friends aren't indebted to a crazy glasses-wearing teen any further." I released her wrist as soon as we ran into the garden. We stand panting for a moment, then I give Haruhi a gentle push towards her table. Kyoya looks over with a smirk, and I glare back at him whilst I stride over to my table.

"Sorry for being so late, ladies! Traffic is horrible." I blurt out the first excuse that popped into my head.

"Traffic?"

"We're in a school."

"Yeah, the... traffic... that doesn't matter! I'm here now, princesses, eh?"