Proximity Chapter 1

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The six boys of the host club found themselves lounging around the third music room from pure exhaustion. Everyone had a disheveled look and none of their disarrayed looks was from the hard days work at working at the host club. It was from trying to a cool and level headed when working around Haruhi Fujioka.

If someone were to walk in at that moment and saw the six hosts, the first thing they would note was the tension in the air. Not a best friend, a cousin, or twin was in any unity at all. In fact, each boy had their own designated couch or furniture that they sat sprawled, curled, or lazed in. Even though they were exhausted with no posture, they were all giving the each other the stink eye.

"This can't continue." Kaoru, the first to admit to their problem. "We can't all have Haruhi."

His counter part, whom was glaring across the mahogany tea table, snapped, "Of course not! That's why we are all here. Making sure that, you, dear brother of mine, don't run off to walk her home!"

Kaoru frowned, ready to take off his gloves. "That's not what I meant! Don't you dare put your words in my mouth!"

As the rage built between the twins, Tamaki broke out into a pitiful cry, "Daddy only wants to see his daughter home. Oh woe! My beautiful daughter shall be kidnapped and sold into sex slavery, all because you two lecherous twins can't be trusted!"

This made the other two reunite briefly, they both chimed together, "If we weren't here to watch you, m'lord, you would be here first customer!"

Tamaki looked at them aghast as if he would do no such thing. "You know, they have a point." Kyouya commented his words hitting Tamaki as if they were poisonous darts aimed straight at his heart.

"Some friend you are!" he spat almost coming off his comfy chair. Kyouya looked at him blankly as Tamaki collapsed from the lack of energy, back into his chair. The President didn't have enough energy to get up to head to his labyrinth of despair.

Hunny, who was the only one who looked sad at the ordeal, decided to pipe in, "What are we going to do?" he sniffled as he wiped a tear away.

Mori whom was sitting next to him, looked at him. His neck preened quickly to his left, the motion was like a robot. His eyes held no anger, but his action was full of it. Mori tossed Hunny a box of tissues, the box hitting the poor small boy in the forehead. This made the twins erupt in laughter, Kyouya to chuckle, and Tamaki opened one eye out of his woe room, to see Hunny had dropped his cute act. No longer holding up his cute and defenseless act, his eyes held rage at his cousin.

Kyouya stopped chuckling and remarked, "I think that is Mori's way, Hunny, to tell you to drop the cute act."

"That's it!" Tamaki stood up in a flash, instantly regretting it as he dizzied from the rush of blood to his head. "We have to pick one of us to go out with Haruhi."

"No way!" Hikaru tiffed. "We all deserve a chance with her. I'm not giving up to someone else. You can forget it!"

It went silent for a moment. The Mori spoke for the first time that night, "What if she chose?" They all looked at him.

"What a splendid idea." Tamaki said brightly sarcastic.

Kyouya agreed with his ex-bff, "Haruhi is as dense as wood when it comes to noticing our affections."

Their comments did not faze Mori. "What if we all told her she had to choose."

They all sighed, Kyouya exhaled, "Then we would have to wait until we were in our graves to know."

Hunny got the next bright idea, "What if we make her choose through elimination?!"

Kaoru huffed, "What like a game?"

"Yes! We can all compete! I know me and Bun-Bun will win!"

"Not a chance." the others said in unison.

"It's a good idea, though." Kyouya said absent mindlessly.

Then its been decided!" Tamaki stated fiercely. "Tomorrow we shall tell her of our plans!"

The rest of the night was continued by scheming.

Haruhi climbed the stairs to the host club two at a time. She was late and was going to get a scolding from Kyouya if she didn't get their at a reasonable time. Not stopping her momentum, she hit the double doors and shoved them open.

"I'm sorry Kyouya-sempai-" Haruhi cut off instantly. It was dark, no lights, not a customer.. "What is going on-"

Before she could even finish her sentence, the trap was sprang. A net lifted her up into the air to fast, Haruhi's last thoughts was about the ceiling that was approaching to fast. With a loud crack, she was slammed against the ceiling, knocked out.

The two twins that were in charge of the trap shrugged from the host clubs hiding spot as the others glared at them for her maltreatment. "You heathens!" Tamaki shouted.

"Sorry, m'lord."

Kyouya pushed up his glasses, "Well we can look on the bright side. At least we wont have to listen to her shouting at us as we kidnap her to our tropical island estate."

Hunny looked up at him, his eyebrows needed together, "Kyouya, are you really in love with Haruhi?" he asked in disbelief.

There was a few moments before Kyouya replied, the slight light from outside the doors reflected on his glasses as he looked up at the conked out Haruhi. "I'm absolutely smitten."

Haruhi's eyes opened to see a blurry world around her. She noted that everything around her seemed bright and colorful. As her eyes corrected her vision, she began to notice bright flowers were everywhere. "Tropical flowers, oh god no." Haruhi cursed the boys that had kidnapped her. Remembering what happened her fingers went to her forehead. There was a definite bump there. She sighed, what were they thinking?

Wincing, she got up from expensive bed. Her whole body, sadly hurt and she wondered if they had stuffed her in a small compartment once they knocked her out. Why had they been so rough?

The door opened a crack as she was rubbing her throbbing head, to see six pair of eyes staring at here. Instead of the curious ones she was use to, they all looked savage as if they were gonna pounce at her at any moment.

"I can see you." she announced rather annoyed.

The door flew open and they filed in. Tamaki was the first to talk walking back and forth in a exaggerated important pose. "Haruhi, as of recent events, we have decided as a whole we cannot go on working together at the Host Club if something does not change, soon."

"And what is that, Tamaki-senpai?"

He whirled around pointing at her with all his might, "You must confess your love for one of us."

Haruhi blinked slowly registering what he had said. The wheels in her brain try strain to a start, but they had a wrench stuck in the gears somewhere.

Kyouya noticed her slow to react response. "We are dead serious, Haruhi. And because of the serious of the matter we decided we are going to play a game of sorts. We will compete for your hand, and you in return will pick who is most suitable."

She blinked again the wrench taking pressure from her hard working gears. Love blah, blah, blah, compete for your hand. For you hand seemed to echo in her head over and over. "Marriage!" she shrieked in an uncharacteristic way before collapsing back on the big fancy bed. This just made her beaten up head hurt too much her to handle.

"Do you think we over did it a bit, Kyouya." Tamaki asked as his tears flooded to his eyes.

"Over did it? I think we over did it yesterday when we kidnapped her."

A/n: okay this story doesnt seem so serious in this chapter, because I plan on having a lot of humor in it. But, even though it will be about competing for Haruhi through games, it will have a lot of seriousness. Please review.