Hello again one and all! This is the first of a series of mini-stories that I will attempt based on theme words. I am aiming for humour in these!
Disclaimer: No, I still don't own Ouran.
It was an unusually quiet afternoon in the Host Club. Their 'regular' princesses were attending a special event being hosted by the principal. Haruhi was currently entertaining Kasanoda while the other six members sat together eating cake in silence. The reason for the silence? The Shadow King. Kyoya was not impressed by the suddenly arranged special event as he had not had time to come up with a contingency plan. Instead of making a profit the club was running at a loss on this particular day. While he knew that it didn't make a difference in the long run, it messed up his lovely notebook. He had days and days of accounts in the black and now he would have the blemish of one day in the red. So he sat there, slowly steaming at the ears while trying not to notice the looks he was receiving from his friends. Subconsciously he rested a hand on his notebook and started to stroke it. He was really annoyed that his perfect notebook would now be ruined by a whim on Tamaki's fathers part. He glanced at the blond sitting across from him as he thought this. Tamaki averted his gaze. He didn't want to face Kyoya's wrath at that moment in time. Kyoya quickly scanned the faces of the others who all did as Tamaki had except for one - Kaoru. Kyoya looked straight into the eyes of the younger Hitachiin and sensed the challenge there.
"Do you have something to say, Kaoru?"
Four pairs of eyes suddenly snapped up from examining the tabletop.
"As a matter of fact, I do" Kaoru replied with a smirk.
Kyoya held the younger boys gaze, urging him to say something further so that he had an excuse, any excuse, to let loose his anger.
"Do you and the notebook want a room?"
Four jaws hit the table. None had seen that comment coming, not even the identical boy sat next to Kaoru. He had been the only one to notice Kyoya's hand on the notebook and couldn't resist remarking on the fact. Kyoya didn't know how to reply, so he simply stood and exited the room.
"You've done it now, Kaoru" Hikaru dropped his head to the table as he thought of many, horrifying ways in which Kyoya would now punish his brother.