nya. so i'm really weird but somehow.. this fic started with Tegomasu.. then ended up with a crossover with Ouran. So.. tell me what you think.. I'm open for suggestions! v -r
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran Host Club or Tegomasu.. if I did, I would be hugging Massu like there was no tomorrow. XD
As the music faded away, Masuda Takahisa flashed a grin to Tegoshi Yuya who smiled in return. They both took a bow and went backstage.
"Uwaaa" Massu said as he glomped Tegoshi. "That was a good concert ne?"
Tegoshi nodded. "Ma-massu! I'm choking."
"Ah. Gomen." Massu said as he sheepishly took his hands off his friend.
Tegoshi yawned. "It must be almost two am now." He checked his watch. "Yep."
Massu looked around. "I'm hungry, let's go out when everyone leaves. I want some sushi!" He said as he did a little boogie in their dressing room.
Tegoshi laughed and said, "Hai, hai. Can't you think of anything else besides your stomach?"
"Not re—"
Massu was cut off as someone entered their dressing room.
"Ah! Gomen gomen." A startled girl with brown hair and huge eyes said as she quickly closed the door.
"Ehhhh?"
Tegoshi just shrugged.
Meanwhile, outside their dressing room, the unfortunate girl was panting.
"Waaahhh.. wrong wrong room." She thought as she tried to calm herself down.
"But.. why is my heart be—" she was cut off when Massu opened the door.
"Ack! Gomen nasai!" Massu said as he looked around to see who he hit.
"That was twice in a row for someone to disturb Tegomass." A passing employee thought as he passed by the trio.
"Massu. You made her fall." Tegoshi said as he whacked Massu on the back.
"Anou… Gomen nasai." The girl said as she stood, bowed and turned to leave.
"Chotto!" Massu said as he grabbed her arm.
"Ehh..?"
"Ah. Gomen for hitting you" Massu said as he let go of her arm. "You entered our dressing room ne?"
"T-that was an a-accident," she shyly grinned at Massu.
"Oi, Massu. We have to go." Tegoshi said as he tapped his watch.
Massu nodded and turned back to the girl.
"Ah… ne? Is that Pocky?" Massu's eyes brightened up as he saw the pink box in her opened bag.
Tegoshi slapped his hand to his forehead. "Gomen ne. He's really hungry now. We better go."
"Uwaa But.. I want some Pocky first before we get sushi!" Massu flashed Tegoshi this adorable puppy dog look that made Tegoshi shake his head.
"What ARE we going to do with you, Buta-chan!?"
"You all need me." (XD)
"Anou.. here." She handed Massu the box and ran away so quickly that neither of them was able to stop her.
"Eh… We didn't get her name." Massu looked guiltily at the box of Strawberry Pocky in his hands.
"No problem. I have a feeling we'll see her soon." Tegoshi said, patting Massu on the back.
And with that said, Massu opened the box of Pocky and ate eight pieces in one go.
"Hmm.." Massu said, carefully chewing a piece of Pocky. "Let's go! I want sushi."
"Sushi here we come!" "HAI!"
oOo
After two serving of sushi, Massu leans back and sighs.
"Eh? What's wrong?" Tegoshi asks.
"I can't stop thinking about her."
"Who?"
"Who else? The Pocky girl."
"Who?!"
"The one who entered our dressing room, baka."
"Oooh."
". . ."
"Ne.. isn't that her who just entered right now?"
Massu turned his head so fast that his drink fell on Tegoshi.
"Uwaaa!! Gomen! Gomen!"
"Baka. There she is." Tegoshi points towards where the brown haired girl was seated.
"…Eh?" Massu said, as he saw her sit down in front of a tall, dark haired man. "Who's that?" Unconsciously, Massu clenched his hands.
oOo
"Really now, I never knew that I would bump into you, Kyouya-senpai." The petite brown haired girl said, looking at her senpai with her big laughing eyes. "Oh. And this meal will be on you."
Kyouya looked at her in disbelief. "After all, you were the one who told my father you'll bring me home. You might as well feed me too."
"Very well, Haruhi." Kyouya replied. "I didn't know you were back in Japan."
"Uhm.. I only came back to Japan to watch a concert." Haruhi avoided Kyouya's eyes.
Kyouya lifted an eyebrow. "Concert?"
"Hai."
"What concert?" Kyouya continued looking skeptical.
"Tegomasu."
Haruhi suddenly got all giggly, Kyouya noted. Not a good sign.
"I never knew you were a fangirl, Haruhi." Kyouya's glasses glinted.
"Ehh?" Those words brought Haruhi back to earth. "N-n-no! M-me? Of course not."
"Hmm.." Was it just her or was Kyouya laughing at her?
Haruhi sighed. "Alright. I got obsessed when I went over to Tamaki-senpai's house last year." Haruhi glanced at Kyouya. Good. He's listening. "A.. uh.. boy caught my eye in one of their videos."
"And you've been following how he's been doing ever since."
How Kyouya did that, Haruhi will never know. She merely nodded.
"Ah.."
Are? What's this? Kyouya lost for words? If Haruhi was surprised, she didn't show it.
"So.. shall we order?"
Kyouya's words brought Haruhi out of her thoughts once again.
"Hai!" Haruhi's eyes were shinning as she ordered the most expensive sushi the restaurant was selling.
Kyouya chuckled a bit. She never changed, now did she? Haruhi was a successful lawyer, not as rich as him of course. She's almost there though.
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watcha think? any suggestions on how this should unfold:)