Dear Princess, know you not your own true evil?
The clock has long since stopped ticking.
Woe, woe! The carriage will never turn its wheels again.
Your face split in half, tearing down the pumpkin's fleshy fibres.
Oh, sacred fruit! It is infested with maggots. Its seeds cannot flourish.
How much harder is it to straighten the windy spokes than to fashion a new carriage?
Dear Princess, know you not your own true evil?
Delay no further the witching hour,
Let the clock tick again.
When new couple Mori and Haruhi finally decide to come out of the closet with their relationship, things in the Host Club quickly begin to go downhill. Tension is high for the first few days until a true disaster erupts. When Hikaru goes so far as to kissing Haruhi, Mori's finally had enough. Bonds between the once-inseparable Hosts split apart, causing complete and utter chaos. With the introduction of such a drastic change, old traumas begin to resurface. Have the Hosts finally hit an obstacle too great for them to overcome? Can the newly formed couple stay together under all the pressure? Will anything ever truly be the same?
Much shorter chapters. Much more frequent updates.
Mature, but not the sexual kind.
A/N: Hi! I'm back at it again with another OHSHC fic! It's about finished, so it won't really interfere with Surveillance... It's like a happy birthday present to myself, honestly. I really love these guys, and Haruhi and Mori are my favorite ship. I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it~
And also, as I said with Surveillance, I am Gracie_Fullbuster, yadda yadda yadda, enjoy the story!
Posted: November 16, 2017
Updated: November 16, 2017
~Reginna Grace