A/N: This was an idea inspired by personal experience. I had to ask out a boy for my friend. Terror.

Disclaim: I wount be asking for reviews if I owned Ouran

My hands were shaking as I stepped forward. I was walking, walking. It's funny, it wasn't even me who is professing love to one of the Hitachiins. None the less, I'm terrified.

You see, my best friend is a bit of a coward. And a hopeless romantic. So I am the one who slipped the note on Hikaru Hitachiin's desk, and I'm the one to see his answer.

She, my best friend, couldn't come to greet them because she is "Sick" that little liar. I knew the only sickness she had was out of nervousness. So here I was. Why did I have to be such a good friend.

So I waited at the spot. It was outside, after school. Then he appeared. My breath became heavy. I think I was scared for her.

My dark hair covered my eyes, so I brushed it out of my face to get a better look at him.

He was attractive, just like his twin. Really, if either asked me out, I would say yes in a heart beat. But I never bothered to profess my love to any boy. I mean, I was frumpy and unattractive. What boy would fancy me?

"I read that letter."

I snapped from my thoughts. "Hi- Hikaru?"

"No, you got the wrong desk, sorry. I'm Kaoru." Oh, no…

"Sorry I-"

Kaoru cut me off. "You must have put it on my desk on accident." Probably. I mean, my "bestie" did make me put the note on the desk. I couldn't tell who was who.

"But Hikaru has a crush on someone else… you wouldn't mind going out with me instead, I've always thought you were kind of cute."

I could bet my face was red. Kaoru though I was cute. "Sure I would, but the note was from-"

"He Kaoru, she said she'd be fine with you!" Hikaru called out. He almost seemed sad…then he gave me an infuriating smirk.

Kaoru appeared from behind some bushes. I felt betrayed. Not because of what could of happened had my friend showed up instead of me, but because he called me cute. And he lied. Tears welled up in my eyes.

"So your really Hikaru?" I was just clearing up the issue.

"Yes he is," Kaoru stated as if it were obvious, "And do you know what?"

I shook me head. No I didn't know what. Don't cry, Don't cry.

"Your mean." Hikaru finished, "You said you'd be fine with either of us."

"But I didn't-" I tried to defend myself. And my best friend.

"You didn't what?" Hika- no Kaoru, oh who cared? One of them said.

The other began ripping up the letter. "You should make you letter more heartfelt. And why would anyone want to go out with frumpy, boring little you?"

That was the last straw. Tears were about to fall.

I didn't hear what they said next, because I was ready to scream at them.


They paused mid tear. "What?" They both said at the same time. They were trying to regain their cool look they had before.

"I- I came be- because" By this time I was bawling my eyes out. They called me ugly. "My friend who wa-is sick needed someone t- to come get the reply. I- I- I-"

I tried to stop the tears, but I am a very emotional person.

"I HATE YOU!" I screamed. I pushed past them, knocking one of them over in the process. I didn't care. He deserved it.

"So what did he say?" My best friend asked later that night on the phone. She sounded so excited.

I swallowed the lump in my throat. "He umm… he wasn't interested, sorry."

"Oh, err…. Well, goodnight." I hung up.

I flopped on my bead and buried my face into my pillow. I cried.

How could two boys be so mean?