Prologue only, just to give a taster of more to come. Thanks for reading, please R & R! AC xx
"Every day I wait for your kisses René," Marielle tilted her head so that her auburn hair fell down in front of their faces like a curtain, making their own private place in the club. The man, known by his friends as Tamaki, chuckled softly and returned her affections.
"I'm sure you do," he replied in French, his literal mother-tongue. It was no secret that he was by far the richest man this side of the Seine and his paramours gifted with only the best designer clothes and jewellery. After all, there was no restriction of money ever since he had been able to win over his grandmother. And even though she had hated to admit it Tamaki had Suoh blood and a similar corporation in France was booming in no time.
"There's an urgent message for you Mr Suoh." Marielle sighed irritably and disentangled herself from the mass of limbs that she and Tamaki had made. He raised his eyebrows ever so slightly, prompting the worried servant to go on.
"One from your grandmother," he switched to Japanese, certain that the Caucasian girl who had been on his master's lap wouldn't understand. "Concerning you being the head of the Japanese corporation."
5 minutes later
Kyoya looked at the person who was calling him. Ahh...Tamaki. Just his luck that the most talkative person he knew should call just when he was nearly buried under a shed load of work. But Kyoya knew that he would always answer a phone call from anyone in the Host Club, especially his best friend.
"She's kicking me out. From next month I'm no longer head of the Japanese section of the Suoh Corporation." A silence followed his hurried statement and Kyoya filled it.
"Your grandmother's not senile yet Tamaki. Surely she gave more information." There was an even longer gap.
"If I marry a Japanese woman I won't lose my position. But Kyoya...all the girls in Japan obsess about my blonde hair and say kya and kawaii all the time. And you know the girls that came to the Host Club...no one I would want as my wife." Kyoya had to admit that Japanese high school girls could sometimes be intimidating but some things just had to be done.
"Here's a proposition. Find a girl who needs to be your wife and while you're married draw up a contract naming you chairman of both Corporations for as long as you please. It shouldn't be too long. A few months at the maximum." Tamaki seemed to whine, or something which sounded very close to it.
"That's so mean! So after a few months I just divorce her?" Kyoya sighed; in spite of the fact that Tamaki could be a lion in the boardroom he was actually so sweet in real life. Bit tsundere.
"She'll be in on it as well Tamaki," he consoled his friend. "And don't worry, I'll find a girl who's deserving. When you fly into Tokyo next week your future wife will be there awaiting you, I promise." Kyoya could feel the warmth and gratitude in his friend's smile even though they were 6000 miles apart.
10 minutes later...again
"Ok, got it Kyoya. Find a girl who can be bribed into this marriage. See ya." Hikaru disconnected the call and shrugged to his brother.
"Where does he expect us to find a girl like that?" Kaoru mused. "It's not as if we actively mingle with poor people." His brother grunted in agreement while looking at his watch anxiously.
"Where is she? Haruhi was meant to be here a few minutes ago." Suddenly a figure in a thin, long black coat started running down the street. Kaoru muffled his laughter behind his hand while Hikaru glared at him.
"Sorry I'm late," she panted slightly but Haruhi was fairly fit from years of walking whenever possible. "There was a sale at the grocery store; everything at least 20% off. Would've been stupid to miss a bargain that big." Haruhi noticed her friend clasping his hand over his mouth and she widened her eyes for an explanation.
"You looked like a witch, running with your black hair and coat flying behind you," Kaoru leaned forward. "It's getting hot. Why are you still wearing black?" Haruhi snorted sarcastically.
"Otherwise I would be naked! Black is the only colour that goes with everything and I can't afford a million different coats. Heck I can't even afford law school and my own accommodation." Her face softened. "I know the rest of our class live on their own now. I'm not saying I would leave my dad if I had the choice...but it's worse that I don't even have the option of moving out." Hikaru grinned wickedly.
"I have a...position which would definitely give you some new opportunities." Haruhi cocked her head to the side.
"What would that be?" Kaoru and Hikaru spoke together in sync.
"Being the wife of Tamaki Suoh."