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kinkfestTitle: As She Is
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Rating: PG
Warnings: n/a
Prompt: Ouran High School Host Club, Kasanoda/Haruhi: sexual confusion, awkward gender roles - When I think about you, I touch myself
Word count: 467
When he'd thought she was a boy it had been confusing. Then when he'd discovered that Haruhi was really a girl - it was still confusing. She didn't act like any girl he'd known before - not that he had any real experience with girls.
Kasanoda had felt his heart flutter and had knots in his stomach at the sight of Haruhi, whether she was a boy or a girl. Of course it was marginally more societally acceptable that she was a she but still - the fact remained that he hadn't cared. He'd still fallen for her.
How awkward would it be to admit that either way he'd touched himself thinking about Haruhi? It certainly wasn't something he was going to bring up on their first date - if it ever happened.
He was incredibly nervous but he knew if he didn't at least try to ask her then he would regret it later. Who knows what might have been? Better to get a flat out rejection and know there was no hope so he could move on than always wonder if she might have liked him.
His hands were shaking as he approached her. He was very glad she was alone. He didn't think he could cope with cries of 'Casanova!' or 'Bossa Nova!' from the other Host Club members at this moment.
He gave her a hesitant smile.
"Hi," he began then stopped, unable to form the next words.
She smiled pleasantly back and he felt his heart skip a beat.
"Err... Can we...? Um... I mean... Um," he paused. He had to get this out. He took a deep breath while she looked at him, mildly curious.
"Can... we... go to the park together this afternoon?" He started slow then the last words came out in a rush.
She looked thoughtful for just a second then, remarkably, she simply nodded.
"Sure."
His heart threatened to leap out of his chest but it resigned itself to thumping very hard.
"Uh, thank you. I mean..," he smiled. "I look forward to it."
"Should I bring something?"
"Oh... no... Just yourself," he blushed slightly, still nervous. "I guess I can bring some snacks, make it a picnic."
"That sounds nice," she said, giving him more positive vibes.
"Good. Good," he sighed, smiling again.
"You don't look so scary when you smile like that," she said plainly.
He just blushed more.
"Th-thank you..."
Now he had to plan. He quickly excused himself, giving her a time to meet up. He busied himself, gathering together picnic-type supplies.
Then in the midst of it a thought struck him. If they really got together, would he kind of be the girl? It was another confusing thought but he was excited either way to find out what this afternoon would bring.
Author/Artist:
sagemurakenRating: PG
Warnings: n/a
Prompt: Ouran High School Host Club, Kasanoda/Haruhi: sexual confusion, awkward gender roles - When I think about you, I touch myself
Word count: 467
When he'd thought she was a boy it had been confusing. Then when he'd discovered that Haruhi was really a girl - it was still confusing. She didn't act like any girl he'd known before - not that he had any real experience with girls.
Kasanoda had felt his heart flutter and had knots in his stomach at the sight of Haruhi, whether she was a boy or a girl. Of course it was marginally more societally acceptable that she was a she but still - the fact remained that he hadn't cared. He'd still fallen for her.
How awkward would it be to admit that either way he'd touched himself thinking about Haruhi? It certainly wasn't something he was going to bring up on their first date - if it ever happened.
He was incredibly nervous but he knew if he didn't at least try to ask her then he would regret it later. Who knows what might have been? Better to get a flat out rejection and know there was no hope so he could move on than always wonder if she might have liked him.
His hands were shaking as he approached her. He was very glad she was alone. He didn't think he could cope with cries of 'Casanova!' or 'Bossa Nova!' from the other Host Club members at this moment.
He gave her a hesitant smile.
"Hi," he began then stopped, unable to form the next words.
She smiled pleasantly back and he felt his heart skip a beat.
"Err... Can we...? Um... I mean... Um," he paused. He had to get this out. He took a deep breath while she looked at him, mildly curious.
"Can... we... go to the park together this afternoon?" He started slow then the last words came out in a rush.
She looked thoughtful for just a second then, remarkably, she simply nodded.
"Sure."
His heart threatened to leap out of his chest but it resigned itself to thumping very hard.
"Uh, thank you. I mean..," he smiled. "I look forward to it."
"Should I bring something?"
"Oh... no... Just yourself," he blushed slightly, still nervous. "I guess I can bring some snacks, make it a picnic."
"That sounds nice," she said, giving him more positive vibes.
"Good. Good," he sighed, smiling again.
"You don't look so scary when you smile like that," she said plainly.
He just blushed more.
"Th-thank you..."
Now he had to plan. He quickly excused himself, giving her a time to meet up. He busied himself, gathering together picnic-type supplies.
Then in the midst of it a thought struck him. If they really got together, would he kind of be the girl? It was another confusing thought but he was excited either way to find out what this afternoon would bring.
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Date: 2009-12-15 10:57 am (UTC)