i DO NOT OWN OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB !!!!!!!
.............................EXCEPT MAYBE IN MY DREAMS
{SIGHS} OH WELL
BY THE WAY i'M iRISH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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It was a normal day after school and the host club were in the third music room waiting for club activities to start. The twins were sitting on one couch with their faces propped up on their hands, the rest of the host club were trying not to get noticed by them, after all it was dangerous to capture the Hitachiin twins' attention when they were bored.
"Kaoru, I'm booooooored!" whined Hikaru.
"Me too, Hikaru," Kaoru replied," Where's our toy when we need her?"
"If you two are referring to Haruhi,? Kyouya said from across the room, "I believe that it was ye two who bullied her into going to fetch more commoner coffee for her."
"Oh yeah," they said together," But why does she take so long?"
"You sent her five minutes ago and the nearest commoner shop to the school is 2km away."
Having no response to such an argument the twins got up from the couch and walked around the room in hopes of finding some entertainment.
Unfortunately for poor Haruhi, they did.
It was Kaoru who first saw Haruhi's bag in the corner of the room. He stopped in his tracks a malicious smile spreading across his face, Hikaru followed his gaze, an identical expression forming on his face. As if by some unspoken agreement they both, in complete harmony with each other, swiped the back from it's previous position and put it on the table.
Kyouya was watching these events unfold and decided to give them a piece of advice
"I wouldn't do that if I were you"
Hunny had by now tuned in to what was happening and decided to join in the conversation.
"Is that Haru-chan's bag?" he questioned, "Coz if it is she's gonna be ma-ad"
"Ah," was Mori's only contribution.
The twins just ignored them and continued to extract books folders and pens from her bag
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Meanwhile
Haruhi was walking in the gate of Ouran when realization struck.
"My bag!" she exclaimed, "I left it unattended, shit."
At that she dashed off in the direction of the school building.
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Back at the third music room Hikaru and Kaoru had successfully emptied Haruhi's bag poking around inside in hope of finding at least one thing of interest.
This time Hikaru made the discovery in an almost hidden pocket in the lining of the bag. He reached into it and drew out two long, wood, decorated…Drumsticks?!
Him and Kaoru were still ogling the sticks when they felt a draft of cold and heard her say, voice breaking with fury,
"Hikaru…Kaoru….How….Dare….You"
Hikaru and Kaoru tried their best to seem unfazed yet they couldn't help but notice how the temperature had dropped by more than a few degrees.
"Haruhiiii it fell and everything just rolled out," they whined in unison.
"In neat piles?" she said anger evident in her voice. The twins shrugged and she began repacking her bag. She was almost finished when….
BOOM
The door burst open to reveal Tamaki, glittering in front of a backdrop of roses as he ran forwards to glomp Haruhi.
Cries of "My daughter, I'm home" filled the room but suddenly, Tamaki stopped. Haruhi was glaring at him, eyes flashing with an aura dark enough to match the Shadow King's. Hiding behind the twins Tamaki whispered
"What's wr…wrong?"
She's mad because we went through her bag." Hikaru began.
"But we don't think that it's her's." Kauro continued.
"Because we found these," they said in union displaying the drumsticks to Tamaki. His eyes widened, they were solid wood with flame engravings with paint and signatures on each.
"You don't play these barbarous instruments, do you?" He all but shouted
Haruhi rolled her eyes, "they were a gift from a friend," she said.
Hunny, who was inspecting the signature's asked, "Who's Travis Barker?"
"A famous drummer," answered Haruhi.
"And who's Alex"
At that moment a blur of black fell from the ceiling, grabbed haruhi with one arm around her waste, the other clamped over her mouth and jumped back about ten metres from the host club.
"That would be me!"
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wHY HAS hARUHI GOT DRUMSTICKS?
WHO IS THIS STRANGER WHO KNOWS HARUHI?
WHO WILL HARUHI BE WITH IN THIS STORY?
MORE IMPORTANTLY, WHY AM I WRITING THIS RATHER THAN STUDYING 4 MY MOCKS???
[P.S. SOZ ABOUT NY PAST CONFUSION OVR MY STORY I MIXED UP THE DOCUMENTS WITH 1 MY FRIEND PUT ON THIS SITE AS WE'R SHARING AN ACCOUNT. SO IF YOU WERE READING A TWILIGHT FANFIC SORRY!!!]
