Disclaimer: I do NOT own the characters of Ouran High School Host Club. They're by Bisco Hatori and this happens to be a Fan fiction of mine. Story is by me. If it is similar to a story of yours, it is purely coincidental.

Hints

By Shicho/Mazuinayu

Chapter 6: The hints that I want to have fun as long as it's with you

"What shall we do now?" Haruhi Fujioka asked as both she and Hikaru Hitachiin left the fast food restaurant.

Hikaru stared at her with his amber-coloured eyes; he stopped to think.

'I don't want this to be a repeat of what happened in Karuizawa...'

He bitterly remembered when they didn't have any plans for that day, he didn't want to give the impression he was boring; which he wasn't.

He grinned at her causing her to cock her head to one side in wonder.

"Let's play a game!" he said cheerfully.

"Huh?" Haruhi blinked as a frown formed on her face, "I don't like your games..."

"No, no. No frowning. And ouch! My games are harmless!"

"..."

"THIS one is!! Honest!"

Haruhi still seemed doubtful; it showed as she toyed with the hem of her top.

"...Okay. As long as you say it is..."

"Come here!"

Hikaru pulled her by the hand and she soon found the both of them on the ever-so-famous and ever-so-busy cross road of Shibuya.

"Why are we here?"

He positioned her at the edge of one road but careful enough to make sure she wasn't going to fall onto the road.

Honks and rumbling of vehicles as well as chattering of pedestrians were heard all over.

"Hikaru?"

"Pick a number from 1-12."

"Huh?"

"Pick a number from 1-12!"

"Isn't it always 1-10?"

"Just do it!"

Haruhi became quiet as she thought.

"Okay... Done."

"Alright! Close your eyes!"

She backed away.

"...What was that for?" Hikaru asked; puzzled by this.

"Don't push me to the road."

"What do you take me for... I won't!! Okay?! Promise!"

"Really?"

He extended his left hand that had his little finger out.

"Pinky promise."

Haruhi stared at his gesture and stifled laughter by placing her hand over her mouth.

Hikaru pouted and took her left hand and forced her to do the pinky promise and this made Haruhi laughed out loud.

He turned red at this but continued on with his game.

"Close your eyes."

She did as he was told.

"Think of your number."

"Okay.."

"Now think of the clock."

Haruhi's brown eyes flew open;

"HUH?!"

"Hey! No peeking! Close your eyes again!"

She did so again.

"Think of the clock." He instructed again.

"Analogue or digital?"

"Wha- ARGGH!! Analogue!"

"Okay."

"Now think of your number and its position on the clock."

"Uh-huh..."

"Turn yourself towards the number you're thinking of; with your current position as number 12."

"What if i chose the number 12?"

"... It's up to you whether you still want to choose that number I guess..."

Her body started to shift. She took a small step to turn herself to the left.

"1." Hikaru counted.

She turned again.

"2."

She turned a 90̊ angle from her original position.

"3."

She turned again.

"4."

She stopped.

"Is it 4?"

She nodded.

"Alright. Open your eyes then!"

She opened her eyes and blinked.

"Huh?"

"We're going there then!"

She stared him then stared forward to where she stopped turning.

And turned pale.

"Ka..."

"Karaoke!"

She turned to him with pleading eyes.

"No changing numbers. Let's go!"

"COME ON HARUHI!!" Hikaru cried into the microphone addressing the short hair girl; "IT'S YOUR TURN!"

"No way." She said as she sinks into the couch.

"You brought this upon yourself you know." He said twirling the microphone cable around.

"I'm no good in singing. I can't keep to the tempo nor carry out a tune." She explained before she took a sip of her glass of cola.

Hikaru pouted and gave a puppy dog eye look but she ignored him completely.

He sighed then put the song on pause then sat himself next to her. Arms outstretched on the couch head.

"You know what karaoke is about?"

"Huh?"

"Do you know the purpose of karaoke?"

"To sing?"

Hikaru shook his head.

"It's deeper than that."

"Oh?" Haruhi stood up and studied Hikaru.

His eyes were fixated on her even though his head wasn't towards her but was from the side, his amber colour eyes seem to glimmer.

'He seems serious,' she thought, 'This isn't the usual Hikaru.'

"Karaoke is where people come to sing..."

"That's what I just.."

He held his index finger in front of her.

"To express themselves, even though they sound bad. Why do you think they soundproofed each room? No one wants to hear other people they just want to hear themselves without having anyone to criticize them."

He shifted his body to face her.

"They only let the people who want to listen to them in their room. It's a gesture to show that they are welcome in their hearts."

He blushed slightly and looked down.

"I... welcome you to my heart..."

"But you are good in singing. And I know you welcome anyone into your heart."

What a dense girl.

Hikaru sighed.

"Not just anyone, you know..." he muttered.

"Huh?"

"Welcome me into your hea- I mean room!"

"HUH?"

"I want to hear you sing! It doesn't matter how bad you think it is! If you want, we can sing together too!"

Haruhi fell silent and it was rather awkward in a karaoke room without any songs playing.

"...Okay."

Hikaru face lit up and it reminded Haruhi of a cat's expression when it's being called.

She giggled at the thought.

"What? What is it?"

"Nothing, nothing at all." She said with a smile as she picked up the remote control.

"So so, are we going to sing together?" Hikaru said as he looked over Haruhi's shoulder at the karaoke folder.

Eh? This song...

"No, no. I don't want your beautiful voice ruined by mine." She stated as she keyed in the code with the remote control.

"Uh... Okay... But this song..."

"Hmmm? Well I don't know any current songs. I can only remember songs I grew up with."

Suddenly the speakers in the room were blared with music and the television screen burst with funky colors.

"But the Doraemon theme song of all songs?"

"I don't see any other songs I know." She said as she picked up a microphone.

Haruhi started bobbing her head to the music and her free hand was rolled determinedly into a fist.

She started off key as she struggled to read the words that flashed across the screen.

Her voice was bland, no emotions whatsoever and it didn't suit the song as she tried to sing it as pitchy as the original singer had.

Her timing occasionally went off but she tries hard to regain composure and eventually she seemed to enjoy herself.

Hikaru leaned further back into the couch rooting for Haruhi with one hand behind his back pinching himself to restrain himself from laughing.

Too.. cute... Too cute!

End of Chapter 6

I just ended semester 3! Yay!

I enjoyed this chapter. Can't you just see it happening??

If you don't know what Doraemon is... Just wikipedia it D I grew up with it!

Mazuinayu/Shicho out!