It was during spring break, that Tamaki decided to drag the Host Club to a private island getaway. As a 'bonding exercise' of sorts. They went to his father's private island, he planned to stay for a week. Now, how, you might ask, did Tamaki manage to get all the members of the Host Club to agree to come on his terms?
Well, it wasn't easy to say the least. Honey was the easiest to convince. All the cake he could eat. Mori, went wherever Honey did, so once Tamaki had convinced Honey, there was no issue. The twins were trickier, but he finally managed to get them to come with the promise of a beach and Haruhi. Ah, yes. Nation. He left convincing her up to Hikaru and Karou, they had their ways. Kyoyua was perhaps the hardest to win over because he was used to all of Tamaki's tricks for getting what he's wanted. Surprisingly, he agreed with much less fuss than was originally expected.
'This could be interesting,' Kyoyua thought as he shut his phone. 'Very interesting indeed.'
"Tamaki, please get on the plane" Kyoyua called down, interrupting the blonde's mental monologue.
"But Kyoyua! Haruhi isn't here yet! I can't be sure until I see her arrive safely from the clutches of those dastardly twins!"
Meanwhile...
"Haruhi!" Hikaru called as Karou knocked on the door.
"What are you guys doing here?! It's the first day of spring break!" The brunette yelled as she opened the door.
"Do you own a suitcase?" Hikaru asked.
"Well...Yeah. in the closet, why?" Karou grabbed her arm.
"GREAT! Now then, you don't have any preference as to what I pack do you? Don't worry! My mother is a fashion designer!" He called as he walked into her room and began rummaging through her closet.
"Pack? Preferred clothes? WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING!" She yelled as Karou dragged her out to the car and Hikaru followed behind, tugging a suitcase, and leaving a more for Ranka.
Dear Ranka-san, Sorry for doing this unexpectedly, but we had to borrow Haruhi for awhile. We're going to a private island for the week. Boss's orders! She'll be fine! After all, she's in good hands! Anyway, don't worry about a thing, it's bad for your skin! If you really want to contact her, call 777-777-7777. Have a nice day!
-Sincerely, The Host Club.
P.S. Don't really call that number, you'll probably get some breakup line of something. Anyway, blame it on Tamaki!
"Haruhi!" Tamaki yelled, launching himself at the boyish girl.
"Get off me! What are we even doing here?"
"Why, Haruhi," Tamaki pulled away from her and took up a princely pose, "we're here to spend time together, in a bonding experience to say. We're off to my father's private island for a week!"
She just stood there blinking.
"HARU-CHAN!" Honey yelled, jumping onto her back.
"H-honey-senpai, you're here too?" She asked, frantically trying to regain balance.
"Yeah." Mori said from behind her, holding to bags. One pink with bunnies on it, one dark blue. Huh. You'd never guess which belonged to who, now would you?
"Oh, Mori-senpai" Haruhi sighed. Looks like the was no getting out of this one.
"Indeed, we're all here." Kyoyua said wearily from the loading ramp where he had been waiting for the last hour and a half.
Haruhi blinked. Rubbed her eyes. And blinked again.
"Kyoyua-senpai? Even you're here?" She asked in shock.
"Indeed. I believe what may unfold will be quite amusing." She tilted her head.
"What do you mean by that Kyoyua-senpai?" He smiled at her butt before he could answer, Tamaki interrupted.
"Alright! Everyone is here! Come on gang, off to the island we go!" He yelled, running towards the plane with Honey and the twins close behind. Mori finished loading the luggage and followed behind them. Kyoyua shrugged and went inside as well. Leaving Haruhi to sigh and slowly make her way to the ramp. This was gonna be a long week.
Thanks for reading. This idea came to me one day in the shower, and trust me, it's far from done! I will be adding an OC later on as well. So until then, have a nice day! B-)