Hikaru had to admit that this scene was beginning to come across like a movie. Though he just came to pour his heart out about a girl he liked, which was cool, she was used to being that girl that was 'one of the guys', she even preferred to dress like one, but for some reason she felt uneasy, somewhat sick. She thought it was the tension between Riko and Walker, yet it was still present even after getting fresh air. Part of her was glad that he didn't mistake her leaving the area for air as her feeling angry with him. Riko and Walker... It was so complicated, she wasn't sure what she was supposed to feel.
"Fumiko, if I may confide in you. I apologize if I've been acting strangely tonight, and, well... It's because a certain someone caught my eye, and... also my heart... a while back and while you're still here, I'd like your opinion on things."
She was taken by surprise, but it did explain a few things. Perhaps he asked her to the dance to make this girl jealous? Hikaru smiled a bit, glad that he was facing the ballroom and she was facing the rails. For some reason her smile was tight, way heavier than it should have been. She wasn't sure what she was feeling, but she didn't like it,"I don't mind, speak freely." She replied, tensing a bit as the wind blew. It wasn't bone chillingly cold, but it was enough to induce a shiver or two. She never understood the impracticality of women's fashion, it rarely ever proved to be functional, "Though I find it rather hard to believe that you of all people are having romantic problems." She laughed, slowly shaking her head at the same time. The laugh was slightly awkward, a little forced, but she also sent him a friendly wink. She watched him lean on the rails, tilting her head in a doggy manner, her eyes just as curious.
"I mean, at first I couldn't stand how aggressive they were, as if they were constantly pissed off at me just because I'm the Princely role. Since then though, it feels like they've become one of the few people I feel NORMAL around, like I don't have to pull any acts, be someone I'm not, treat them like a special snowflake just because they're rich or talented enough to go to school here..."
"I see.. I think I like them already." Hikaru grinned, anyone who had the same initial reaction to Walker as her had to be pretty awesome, but she kept her mouth shut. Someone he felt normal around? That was rare, Walker was rarely ever her definition of 'normal'. She simply nodded her head, but for some reason she felt awkward talking about this, "Well that's good, it's hard to find a person that attends this school that doesn't feel entitled to one thing or another.." She laughed at this thought, remembering her first day at Ouran. She thought she wouldn't last a week here, yet the host club kept her in line... Mostly. It had been several months and she was still here somehow, the host club seriously worked miracles.
"I wish I could just come out and say what I want to say to them, but... Well, I'm not gonna lie, Hi- Fumiko. I'm scared. Terrified. That if I tell them my feelings, they'll stop seeing me as even a friend and I'll lose what friendship I have with them. And I don't think I could stand that..."
The prince of Ouran was scared? Terrified? Why? What kind of person could strike terror in him? Even if it was simply anxiety, she never saw him in such a state. Honestly, it humanized him, and that was kind of strange. She always saw Walker as sort of extraterrestrial... though she'd never say that out loud.
"Heh... Who'd have thought... The Prince of and Sultan of the Stage completely at a loss for what to do..."
"I may be a girl, but I cannot speak for them." Hikaru stated with a light laugh at herself. She could get dolled up, but it could never mask the fact that she was horrible at being a girl, "..I doubt we're talking about a guy right now... I've never been in this type of situation, so as far as advice goes, I'm more lost than you are, Sultan." She was kind of teasing him, seeing as she was far more used to him being titled 'prince'. Though she turned her head to look at him, a weak smile on her face, "The only advice I can think of is 'You'll never know until you try'. I'm not sure if that helps you though. It kind of sounds like a bad fortune cookie.." She shrugged afterwards. She wouldn't have said that if she knew the girl in question was herself, but that information managed to slip over her head. Hikaru had never experienced love or a crush, she was oblivious to the game and couldn't register that someone out there could one day have romantic feelings for her... Well.. aside from her host club customers, but nothing would ever come from that, "It's admirable to be so sure of yourself. A prince has many subjects, their eyes glow emerald with envy every second a girl stands beside you, so I hope whoever it is has her own protection agency." She smirked, teasing Walker again. There was a pain in her chest that she couldn't describe, yet it felt almost like disappointment.. Why was she feeling this way? Despite herself? She smiled warmly at him before looking to the stars, "I've heard it's a wonderful thing, falling for someone, I hope everything turns out well for you, Oujisama."
"I kind of expected tonight to be a hassle, wasn't expecting to need it before the ball though."
Hikaru blinked in surprise as Walker exhaled. The nicotine was taunting, but she never was one to smoke cigars. She took in the sight for a moment but started laughing after, "I didn't peg you for a smoker, Oujisama." Hikaru teased, laughing again. Walker, despite being an adult legally just didn't seem to be the type, "The necklace.. It's actually a lighter as well. I started smoking a little after my grandfather died." Hikaru didn't try to hide her habit. as far as smell went, she was underage but what could anyone do if they never caught her smoking? She did brush her teeth tediously and always wore a jacket to keep her other clothing safe from smoke stains, the smell she told her mother was due to her friends she hung out with, "Isn't this the part where you thank me and you run off to go find the heroine and pour your feelings out to her so you can have that awkward first kiss with her that the movies over-glorify? I'm not very experienced in how it all works, but isn't this holiday meant for that kind of awkward and cliché gesture?" Hikaru asked, her 'hair' (The wig that concealed her true hair) slightly blowing in the wind considering it was loosely styled. She couldn't wait to throw her female attire aside and make her entrance as Hikaru.