Host Club Sleepover
A/N: I know it sounds retarded, but bear with it, 'kay? Okay.
Disclaimer: Not anything here is mine besides the future humor, plot, and the writing mostly. Otherwise, I DO NOT CLAIM ANY CREDIT.
Haruhi's POV
Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. Why did I come? Why?
Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. My bad luck… has returned!
Everyone's here now. Kyouya-senpai and the others are here. We're going to play a game!? What game? Huh?
Flashback
One day ago in Tokyo…
"Mail! I hope there's some interesting mail. None of the Host Club has written… but I guess that's a good thing," she muttered as she got the mail. She was now graduated from law school and college. She was a very famous lawyer. "Bill, bill, bill, fan mail, law suit, law suit, bill, boss sent me mail… oh!"
At the very back of all her mail she found a fancy envelope. It was laced with gold and silver lining and those made rose designs in the corners. She turned it over and it said:
To: Fujioka Haruhi
Tokyo, Japan
From: The Host Club
She gasped. Mail? FROM THE HOST CLUB!? Ridiculous and horribly bad luck, she supposed. She ignored her gut feeling and that she regretted later.. Excited, she ran back inside to her house and took out a letter opener. It happened to be from the lawyer company she worked for. It also had gold letters on it and engraved was Lawyer Fujioka Haruhi. She cut the letter open and inside was a card. She regretted also not having thrown it away on cue. It had silver and gold lacings, ribbons, and over random decorations. She looked at the card first. She read it aloud as she opened it.
"Dearest friend,
Hiii Haruhi! How are you? Tamaki's being boring and Kyouya's being… himself. Mori and Honey can't wait to see you, soo hurry up and get this! Then get the first flight over here!
-Kaoru and Hikaru
Haruuu-chan! Konichiwa! Come on over to join us! There's cake and candy, right Mori?
Yeah.
Hurry over, Haruu-chan! There's crumpets and tea!
-Honey and Mori
Haruhi, my great daughter! For many years you have traversed for lawsuits all over and have never had time to visit me! Oh woe, but now comes the time, Haruhi, my daughter! You can come join us, and hurry! Oh woe, great fate led us here today. And yet, fate tore us apart like pages in a book! Haruhi!!!
-Tamaki, your loving father!
Haruhi. Please come join us, otherwise the money I spent on buying you a ticket will be wasted. So get over here. And anyways, Tamaki is about to bug me to death. So get over here so he can just shut up!!
-Kyouya," she laughed as she read it. "Just like always! What plane ticket?"
On cue, as always, the plane ticket dramatically fell out. Haruhi was excited and packed up to get onto that flight.
End flashback
God. Damn. It. We're going to play hide-and-go-seek. At this retard sleepover? Why did I ignore my gut feeling? WHY!?
Outside…"Haruuu-chan! Are you okay? You look kind of spaced out," asked Honey-senpai.
"I'm okay, just tired from the flight," I replied lamely.
"Then you should go rest, Haru-chan! I'll lend you my bunny! He'll sleep with you! Of course, you'll have to give him back. I'll go with you too, okay? Then I can have some cake, is that okay Mori-chan?" Honey blabbered out at once.
"Yeah," Mori said expressionlessly.
"No, it's okay. I'll just go back inside and get some rest, okay?" I mumbled.
"How is my PRECIOUS Haruhi? Haruhi, are you okay? Huh? You look kind of pale. Should I go find the doctor? Are you alright? Hmmm?" Tamaki swooned.
"'How are you Haruhi? Are you alright Haruhi? I love you Haruhi. Nyahhh!'" the twins jeered playfully. "'I love you Haaarrruuuhhhhiiiii.'"
"Ahhh!" yelled Tamaki tearfully as he went off to hide and "sulk" in the corner.
"What is this all about? I thought he would stop when you came," Kyouya claimed.
"Some things just never change," I mumbled. I turned to head toward the building. "I'll be INSIDE RESTING!" I yelled back.
Back Inside…
A monkey yelled its call and I slipped on a dumb banana. "Yeeee aaaahhhh!" I yelled as I slipped down the hall. "Ouch!" I landed roughly.
Now bruised, angry, and frustrated, I headed back towards the room. I lay down on the sleeping bag and think about what could happen. I snooped around and grabbed my cell phone and called my dad to see what he had to say. His advice turned out to be 'go with the flow and you'll be fine.' Gah! Why do things have to be so frustrating? I decided to confide my thoughts to my diary that I had been keeping secretly.
Dear Diary,
Today was horrible so far. I slipped on a dumb banana, bruised myself, and the dumbest thing is, I CAME HERE! It's going to kill me eventually. No one has really changed, but I hate one thing still about Tamaki. He's swooning over me. What did I ever do to deserve this? As much as I love the Host Club, I can't but help wonder if it was right to not quit. Or even why the people, who are rich bastards, are still so charming and idiotic? Except Kyouya. Idiotic? NO WAY!
Anyways, Tamaki's going back to his sulky ways and I have to admit I am quite surprised at this. Didn't we MATURE? Not… get more immature? I mean Kyouya and Tamaki are running businesses now. Honey and Mori are doing things all around--- big stuff you read on the front page of the news now! The twins are running businesses and still having fun. How do they manage that? I guess most of them are still the damn rich bastards as in high school. More later!
Haruhi
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