I'll Always be by Your side (OHSHC: Takashi 'Mori' Morinozuka x OC)

Chapter Twelve: Under the Sakura tree

"Welcome!"

Tamaki, Kyoya and the twins were wearing modern waiter outfits, while Taka, Mitsu, Haruhi and Carala were in kimonos.

Haruhi was dressed as a boy, wearing dark colours like Taka and Mitsu, but Carala was wearing a white kimono with red flowers and with her hair in a French braid and then tied into a bun.

"Takashi looks like a knight!" Mitsu exclaimed.

"Samurai." Carala corrected. "He needs a sword though."

"..You look like a priestess." Taka said.

Carala brought a kimono sleeve over her mouth in a mysterious way. "The most gentle priestess could be the one to stab you in the back, forcing a knife through your body and splattering blood on her kimono. Laughing slightly to herself as she pulls the knife back out, making you scream in agony as your blood drains out of you. Smiling sweetly as you slump to the ground with a petrified look on your face, as the world fades from your eyes. But in the morning, no one suspects her, but curiously notice how her kimono is redder." She smiled a sickly sweet and wicked smile.

Everyone who had been listening shivered. Carala seemed to be hiding something in her sleeve, and the red flowers on her kimono seemed darker after her story, more redder.

Takashi, however, seemed unaffected. Instead, he went on with the plan he was given by Kyoya.

"Would you like some tea?" He asked in a deep voice.

The girls nodded rapidly and followed him to where Mitsu was, making tea.

Carala wandered around, and when people said she looked like a priestess (because she really did) she would tell the exact same story.

"Basa senpai." Hikaru motioned towards her, and Carala leaned in.

"The plan seems to be going well. Go stab Kaoru now."

Carala nodded, and delicately walked up to Kaoru.

"Kaoru kun!" Carala called to him cheerfully and childishly, in a way that she would usually call him.

"Yes, Basa senpai-" Kaoru turned around and was suddenly 'stabbed' by Carala. There really was a 'knife' in her sleeve, and when Kaoru's 'blood' bled out, it stained both their clothes. (The knife was blunt and when stabbed hard, it triggered red blood like liquid out.)

(Third point of view)

"Kaoru!" Hikaru ran toward his twin. Basa pulled out her knife, making Kaoru collapse to the ground, his blood splattering everywhere. Kaoru cried out in pain and blood dripped out of the corners of his mouth. He coughed, and more flew out, staining the green grass red.

"Behind us!" Kyoya ordered the girls, to protect them from the knife that was in Basa's hand.

"Kaoru san!" Many girls screeched in terror. "Why would you do that, Basa senpai?!"

Basa smiled a sickly sweet smile. "I'm really tired of you, y'know? Being like this, it's been so long-" She held out her blood stained sleeve. "That I have seen such a beautiful colour.

"Y-You bastard!!" Hikaru lunged towards the older girl, about to punch her, but then Basa lazily moved aside, then grabbed his fist and placed her knife dangerously close to his neck.

"Are you volunteering to dye my kimono? How sweet of you." Basa's eyes were clouded in bloodlust.

"..Tsubasa." Mori walked towards her, his face lowered, glaring down at her.

"Using my last name, even after all we've been through?" Basa smiled at him, how she used to so cheerfully. "I thought we had something..Morinozuka." Basa lunged towards him, knife in hand.

Mori seemed to stand still for a second, then suddenly catching her arm and forcing her to a tree, with her knife still in her hands, raised high.

"...Tsubasa Carala." Mori said slowly. "You're not her. The real Carala I loved was better than this."

Tears sprang into Basa's eyes, but they were angry tears. "This is the real me, Takashi!" She yelled angrily. "Not like you would ever know! I'm just the same, boring outside and inside!"

"The real Basa senpai wasn't boring, s-she was always so kind, so cheerful!" A brave girl shouted.

"Y-Yeah! She was always so caring, she was everybody's friend!" Another yelled.

Soon, everyone joined in.

"..See?" Mori loosened his grip. "You're not boring, you're beautiful, both outside and inside." He let her arm down, and kneeled on one leg in front of her, his head lowered. "But you choose..would you stay as you are, or come back to being our Cara chan?" Mori was easily vulnerable if Basa stabbed him.

For a moment, Basa raised a trembling knife over her head, but then threw it to the ground.

"I..I'm sorry everybody..I was..it was all..." Basa clenched her teeth as tears rained down her face.

"A JOKE!" She, Kaoru, Hikaru and Mori (in his regular voice) shouted.

"Wh-What?!" Even Haruhi thought it was real. Her heart was beating loudly in her ears and felt a rush of fear when Kaoru was stabbed.

"I'm sorry, everyone! Me and Taka wanted to do something dramatic because we never got enough space in the manga, so we did this!" Basa smiled her signature smile.

"Wh-Wha?! Basa senpai!" Tamaki spluttered.

"I'm really sorry, Taka, Kaoru kun! For stabbing and almost stabbing you guys!"

"Nah, I'm fine." Kaoru got up, 'wincing' at his wound.

Soon, everything was back to normal, chattering how wonderful the play was. Others talked about the physical exam.

Carala and Taka were sitting against the tree peacefully, away from everyone else.

"..Had fun?" Taka asked.

Carala chuckled lightly. "Yes. Helped my self esteem a lot."

"..You seemed to be happy, being yourself for once." Taka said after a long silence.

"What, stabbing people?" A mischievous smile formed on her lips.

"No, tricking people, being more moody than cheerful. It suits you more."

"..It was an act. That's all they know."

"But it's not."

"Don't tell them."