PSL WITH CRYINGLY

[fufufromouran]

This was going to be embarrassing on a number of levels.

To be fair, Umehito Nekozawa had done all he thought he could do in regards to his feelings. But the mighty Beelzenef would not heed his dark prayers, and so the unwelcome sensations lingered in his heart. At times, he wondered if it was a curse laid on him by a stronger force. He didn't tell his family, his servants, or his other club members of this problem, as he didn't want to burden them - nor did he think they could understand. He barely did.

But at the very heart of the matter, he understood this - there was no way they would be together. They were as different as night and day - and he hated day. She deserved someone who could freely bask in the light. So he had decided if he couldn't get rid of his feelings, and if they couldn't be a couple, then he could at least put her under the protection of Beelzenef.

Certain members of Ouran High School had access to the school before it properly opened for classes and clubs, and Nekozawa's family had such privileges. Under the cover of stealth, he made his way to the currently empty classroom that he knew the girl would be in. He knew exactly where her desk was, and as he approached it, he slipped out a small Beelzenef doll, along with a piece of paper. If you wrote someone's name on Beelzenef's back, you were cursed, but writing the name on the front earned you his blessings. The paper explained this - while also explaining why she deserved it, such as her grace, her beauty, her kindness, her charm...

... To an outsider, it just looked like a boy slipping a love letter into a girl's desk.

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[cryingly]

"Please just call me Miwako or whatever! Neko-kun can even call Miwako tuna and she wouldn't mind.", she said, before bouncing her way off towards a breakfast bar. There wasn't much aside from a bathroom, kitchen, and storage room, but she would make do with what she had. From the kitchen she pulled out a silver tray filled with different kinds of teas, caviar, crackers, candy, cakes, and assorted cheeses (all pre-prepared by a maid who was here before).

"Please sit down. Miwako can model off the clothing if Neko-kun wants that.", she said, sitting down on a large classical couch. She placed the tray on the glass table before her.

[fufufromouran]

Nekozawa followed her, amused by her obvious excitement. It was such a strange contrast to his slow, dark movements as he trailed with her. he couldn't but smile - her giddiness was infectious. "If you so wish it... Miwako." Without the confinements of the school around them, he felt far more relaxed. Maybe it was because now there was no chance of students staring at them.

"Thank you." He decided caviar and tea would do for now, and Beelzenef took it upon himself to meticulously hold the tea cup. He sat down next to her, keeping up his unusually chipper smile. "... I must admit, I am intrigued to see the fabric that came from my visage. Please, honor me with their appearance."

[cryingly]

"Really? Neko-kun wants to see? Aren't there too many? I guess I'll do my favorites then!", she said before bouncing up from her seat and rushing towards the models. She grabbed one in the middle and dragged it off to the bathroom before slamming the door. Inside she changed quickly, placing her hair in two ponytails.

In less than ten minutes, Miwako stormed out the bathroom, wearing a long black trench coat, a white shirt covered in crosses, and a mini skirt. She wore thigh highs that were covered in black roses, and the platform shoes she had on before. She walked in front of Nekozawa and spun around a few times before stopping.

"How does....Miwako look?"

[fufufromouran]

During those ten minutes, he nibbled on treats and sipped on tea. He had allowed his mind to wander on just what would happen during his stay in this studio, and exactly what it meant. After all, she 'had' a crush on him, and it was still unclear what her current feelings for him were. Was this an occasion between friends? Should he give up on his own feelings? Or...

... And there she was. He looked up, and sucked in air. So much for giving up on his feelings - he felt like he was falling for her all over again as she showed off the amazingly gothic outfit before him. It even caused him to speak without thinking. "You're... You're the princess of darkness!" he blurted out, embarrassed immediately.