Hello! I did something like this last October, the only difference then was that it was Naruto and not Ouran. Last time, it was specifically slash, but I might throw in a few het stories for March (there's just something about Haruhi). I don't own any of the characters used in this story or any of its successors.
As before, every chapter of this is a new story/drabble and there are no connections between them whatsoever.
1. Grumpy (HikaruxKaoru - light)
Hikaru sat in the window seat, playing his Gameboy in seclusion. He could barely smile at the continuous whines and squeals of joy coming from the girls. Under normal circumstances, these noises would have been ideal, but he was actually worried this time–Kaoru was actually sick.
It was easy to fall into this character without his brother there, he did not even have to try to be upset when a stray girl confronted him about the matter of Kaoru's absence. It was a nice change, but not one that he would ever wish for again. There was just something completely wrong about the whole situation.
Glancing at the clock, he pulled away from the window. The Host Club would be shutting down in a few minutes, and it was his duty to see the girls off (and maybe throw in a tear or two, since Kaoru was not present to perform that specific task). He stalked slowly through the crowd.
The looks he got as crossed the room, head hung in depression, were filled with empathy and a strange passion that only fangirls were capable of expressing. Hikaru shuddered at the thought of fangirls, but passed it off as the beginnings of a quiet sob. The rest of the Hosts gave him a few, very fake, comforting pats on the shoulder as the girls left.
None of the costumers noticed his sincerity as he explained his plans for the evening and for Kaoru; a few even gave him some appreciative giggles. He was glad when the door closed behind the last of them. Tamaki gave him a smile and a thumbs up from across the room as the cleaning process began.
Hikaru growled a little, upset that anyone would be happy about his brother's illness. As he opened his mouth to yell at Tamaki, he felt a hand on his shoulder and, fuming, turned around.
Haruhi gave him a small smile. "I'm sure he'll be fine, Hikaru," she said quietly, "and I'm sure he's glad that you're worried about him."
The breath he had taken to yell came out of his mouth as a long sigh. He could not get anything past Haruhi. His anger dissipated somewhat; there was something about her that made him loosen up. Hikaru shrugged away from her hand and went back to work, leaving the rant he had ready for another time.
Kaoru would be upset if he came home grumpy anyway.
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This story was for okamiwind... a very belated christmas present.