In which the Host Club forcibly takes a nineteen year old trick or treating and she wonders which God she could have possibly pissed off.
In an upscale apartment somewhere in Japan, a lone brunette sat swaddled in blankets with a large textbook settled in her lap. She was frowning softly as her eyes scanned the page, drinking in the information she needed to remember in order for the test next week. A sudden shrill ringing shocked the girl out of her focus. She jumped and slipped right off of the couch. Groaning loudly from the floor, she reached up to the coffee table sitting in front of the couch and snatched the phone up.
"What."
"Busy-Bee!" Fumiko hummed, ignoring the clearly annoyed tone of voice her cousin had taken with her. "What are you doing?" Fumiko was probably smiling brightly. Izzy sighed into the floor, she had a feeling Fumiko was about to really irk her.
"I'm trying to study for my test."
Fumiko let out a huff. "That's all you're ever doing when I call you," She whined. Fumiko couldn't even recall the last time she had seen her older cousin. She knew college was pretty busy compared to high school, but that didn't mean she didn't have to lock herself away in her apartment and ignore life! Her cousin needed to get out.
"What do you want, Fu?"
"Oh! Yeah. That's right. We were wondering what you and Mori-Senpai are doing on Friday."
"I don't know. Going to class?"
Fumiko let out another noise, although it sounded more like a horrified gasp. "Izzy! Don't you know what Friday is?!" Fumiko demanded shrilly. When she heard her cousin mumble 'no', she shook her head. "Friday is Halloween!" Fumiko reminded Izzy with that same shrill voice of hers. Izzy sighed heavily for a second time, massaging her temples as she tried to figure out what Halloween had to do with anything.
"...So? I've never celebrated Halloween before."
"Oh my God..."
Izzy blinked as the dial tone blared in her ear. She pulled the cellphone to her face, frowning when she realized that Fumiko actually hung up on her. "Was hanging up necessary?" She mumbled to herself, not even taking notice of the front door open.
"What are you doing on the floor?"
She squeaked out and looked up towards the door, laughing nervously as Morinozuka Takashi stared down at her. "Hello, amore," She smiled at him as he tilted his head to the side. He moved closer towards her, leaning down low enough to help her up.
"...Aren't you supposed to be studying?"
It was literally two hours later when there was a knock at the door. Both Mori and Izzy glanced up, frowning. "I swear to God, if this is that kid from down the hall again, I'm going to wash his mouth out with soap..." Izzy grumbled as she pushed herself up. She had had it up to here with that foul-mouthed fourteen year old who had the biggest crush on her and usually hit on her with vulgar pick up lines.
She swung the front door open and as quickly as she opened it, she slammed it shut. Mori blinked at her, watching as her back tensed. "Who was it?"
"No one!"
"Izzzzzzzzzzzy!"
Mori regarded her blankly as she sighed heavily. "Please don't make me open the door, Takashi. I'm never going to get anything done if you do," She glanced over her shoulder, a panicked expression taking over her face. Oh, but she knew, she knew, that she was going to have to let them in. If not, they would cause such a ruckus that someone would complain.
"They'll eventually get in on their own."
Izzy groaned and rested her forehead against the door. What in God's name had she done to deserve this? All she wanted was to study for her upcoming test. Slumping her shoulders in defeat, she opened the door and quickly hurried back to her spot on the couch. "That was rude, Izzy..." Kaoru grumbled as he stepped into the living room of the apartment. Izzy only offered a blank look. "I told you she would slam the door shut. She has no manners, honestly..." Hikaru scoffed, shaking his head.
"Izzy!" Fumiko squealed, breaking off of Kyoya to run and jump on her older cousin. The brunette squeaked out from under her blankets and Fumiko's body. Haruhi snorted in humor as Izzy stayed under her blankets but began to childishly whine.
"Let Uncle join!" Tamaki practically squealed and jumped onto the pile. Izzy let out another squeak and quickly began to shout in Italian. Although none of them knew what she was saying, they knew she meant business when she started to scream in her first language. The tall blond quickly scrambled off of the pile. Fumiko rolled to the seat next to Izzy and the brunette popped up from underneath the blanket. She ran her fingers through her bangs, pushing them out of her line of vision as she fixed them all with a glare.
"What the hell do you guys want?"
"Izzy has gotten so much meaner since she left Ouran. How do you deal with her, Mori-Senpai?" Hikaru and Kaoru whined in sync with one another. Izzy scoffed and rolled her eyes, folding her arms across her chest.
Mori looked at her, a twinkle of amusement dancing in his eyes. "Her bite isn't as bad as her bark," He reached over to settle his large hand on her head. "She's harmless," He added on thoughtfully as she rolled her eyes. His hand slid down to cup her face and she smiled before shaking her head.
"So," Haruhi clapped her hands together. "You guys dragged me here for a reason, remember? Go on, tell her why she's going to glare at you again," Haruhi motioned for them to reveal the real reason why they had showed up unannounced. Izzy quirked her eyebrow while Mori only tilted his head to the side. There was always a reason why they did the things they did.
"Fufu told us some horrible news!"
"Did someone die?"
"Well, no."
"Then it's not horrible, is it?"
Tamaki shot Izzy a look and she grinned sheepishly and opted for him to continue. "She told us that you've never celebrated Halloween before. Is that true, Izzy? Have you really never celebrated such a fun holiday?"
Izzy blinked, she had been expecting them to come here for a different reason. Not because she hadn't celebrated some silly holiday that was popular in America. "Well, no. I've never celebrated it. Halloween is a pagan holiday, I'm catholic. Instead we celebrate All Saints Eve and Carnevale. It's the closest we'll get to it."
Tamaki sprang forward by the time she was finished talking, yanking her to his chest in a suffocating hug. "You poor, poor soul. What kind of childhood is that?" He began to stroke her hair in what he thought a soothing motion. However, all it did was cause the back of her head to look like a bird's nest.
"Would you get off of me!" Izzy demanded, freeing one of her hands to go in for an attack. Tamaki pouted and cried animated tears as he laid on the floor after Izzy viciously slapped him away. "My childhood was fine, thank you," She huffed girlishly. "Listen, I grew up with a different culture than the rest of you, alright? That doesn't mean my childhood was a wreck."
Kyoya hummed in what Izzy assumed was agreement. "You're probably not going to like this next part then," He continued to hum in a casual voice. Izzy looked at him, he didn't have to tell her that. They both knew she was not going to like the real reason they were here.
"I tried to talk them out of it..." Haruhi rubbed the back of her neck. Izzy wondered blankly her brunette best friend really tried it her all. "But you know how they are once they get an idea..." Haruhi added on. Yeah, she also knew Haruhi was when they got an idea.
She turned towards Tamaki and the twins, waiting for them to lay it on her. "Izzy, get ready! Come Friday, we're taking you trick or treating!" the three of them seemed to have rehearsed that perfectly because they said it together with ease. The living room was quiet, Izzy was at a loss for words. And then Mori broke it by laughing. Well, it was more of a snort. Like the type of snorting laughs that usually came from Haruhi when she thought everyone was being particularly stupid.
Izzy looked at her boyfriend, eyes narrowed. He didn't even bother to mask the laughter as she continued to glare at him. Shaking her head, she turned towards Kyoya. "Why do you keep letting them come up with ideas?" She asked simply, eyebrow twitching every now and then. Kyoya only smirked at her and casually shrugged. He left them to come up with these ideas because he loved seeing her being tortured.
"I'm a grown woman. I am not going trick or treating."
"Yes you are."
"Excuse me? And who–"
She was stopped by Mori before she could go off in a wild rant. "I think it's a good idea," He stated simply, fingertips brushing through her thick hair. She snapped around to look at him as if he grew another head in the span of two seconds.
"Good idea? No, it really isn't! You're supposed to be on my side."
"You've been stressed out lately. Spending time with them and having fun will be good for you. You need a break," He held up her heavy textbook and placed it back down on the table. "And everyone misses you as well," Mori stated seriously. She knew by the tone of his voice that he would not budge on where he stood when it came to this silly situation.
Izzy childishly pouted, folding her arms across her chest for added affect. Fumiko was grinning, glad that Mori had been on their side. If anyone could get Izzy to do something, it was Mori. And vice-verse. They really were a good couple.
"You are such a traitor."
The days leading up to Halloween seemed to go horribly for Izzy. It was just one bad day after another. She had gotten caught in the rain, twice, one of her Professors had misplaced her paper, she had spilled hot coffee into her lap, ripped one of her favorite shirts and lost her cellphone.
By the time she was finished with her classes on Halloween, Izzy just wanted to lay under her blanket and just sleep the whole week off. Or maybe take a hot bubble bath. She had completely forgotten she even had plans later that day. The brunette sluggishly kicked off her wedges, climbing into her bed and just collapsing. She didn't even bother to dig herself under the blanket. She simply laid there, eyes closed as her shoulders began to slump.
An hour or so later, the bedroom door opened and the bed sank with added weight. She awoke out of her light slumber immediately, glancing over her shoulder to see Mori. "Hi, love," She mumbled sleepily into the mattress.
He greeted her before laying his body over hers, his face snuggled into her neck. He was careful not to put his full weight on her lest he wanted to crush her. "Still cranky?" He asked, lips brushing against her neck. They didn't have any classes together but they made it a point to see each other in between classes.
When he had seen her earlier after his third class and her second, she had been nearly in tears with a torn shirt. For a moment he had assumed the worst and she had to physically pull on his arm to restrain him before he ran off to beat up some poor, innocent bystander. She had told him about not only her horrible day, but horrible week in general.
"No," She sighed into the mattress. "I'm just tired. I'm glad this week is over and I can just sleep all day and relax tomorrow and Sunday," She continued to speak, smiling tiredly when she felt his fingers trail under her shirt to draw imaginary patterns in her side.
He hummed against her skin and pressed his lips against her neck. She stiffened from under him. "I think you're forgetting something today," He spoke against her skin, causing her to shiver. She made a noise, what had she forgotten? The day was over, she didn't have any plans to go see Hisa or her Aunt. "Trick or treating."
Izzy groaned into her pillow, forgetting all about the silly Host Club's mission to take (force) her trick or treating. Honestly, was it really a big deal? She didn't even like candy like that! And why on God's green Earth was Mori going along with this?
"You have got to be kidding me," She huffed. "I'm not getting out of this bed. I don't care what you or anyone else has to say," Izzy hissed, glaring at him from the corner of her eye. "Not even God himself will get me out of bed! I don't care! Stop touching me!"
"...Why aren't you wearing shoes?"
Izzy simply glared daggers at Mori, who carried on as if she wasn't glaring holes into the side of his face. "Izzy has arrived!" Tamaki squealed, flinging himself at the brunette. She expertly slipped to the side, watching with no remorse as he crashed into the wall and slid to the floor. She leaned over to peer at the blond, frowning.
"How many times do you have to kiss the floor before you realize you'll never get me with those flying hugs of yours?" She asked with a blank face. All Tamaki could do was sob.
"Izzy!" Hikaru and Kaoru took the distracted girl by surprise, seizing her by her shoulders. She blinked, squeaking when they hefted her up and ran her to the back area of the room. "Your costume is in there!" They sung out, shoving her into the backroom.
"Oh! Izzy is here!" Fumiko clapped her hands as the twins shut the door. Haruhi turned towards Izzy, offering her a smile as she turned to glare at the door.
"You guys are dressing up as well?" Izzy asked with mild surprise. Well, Fu dressing up didn't really surprise her. The fact that Haruhi had agreed is what surprised her. She would've thought that Haruhi would have put up more a fight.
"Everyone is dressing up," Haruhi shrugged, turning back around. Izzy frowned, wondering what in the world Haruhi would dress up as. From where she was standing she could only see that whatever Haruhi's costume was, it was blue. Heaving heavy shoulders and realizing she couldn't get out of this, she moved towards the outfit that was left for her. She looked it over and blushed heavily. They could not be serious. This...this was so inappropriate..
Just as she was about to turn around, Fumiko tapped her shoulder. "It's only for one night, Izzy. Halloween is when we can dress up something out of character and it's alright. Just have fun, okay?"
"How the hell am I supposed to have fun in this!?"
"Izzy, if you don't come out right now we're going to send Mori-Senpai in there after you," Tamaki called through the door. Fumiko and Haruhi had emerged nearly five minutes ago dressed in their costumes without Izzy in tow. Fumiko was dressed as an undead Geisha with smeared makeup and rips and tears in her once beautiful white and black kimono. Haruhi, on the other hand, was dressed as Alice from Alice in Wonderland complete with the signature blue dress, black headband, white and blue striped stockings paired with black Mary Janes.
"No! I refuse! This isn't fair, Fu and Haruhi's costumes weren't as revealing as this! What the hell are you guys trying to prove? Who goes trick or treating in an outfit like this?" She hissed through the door. Tamaki blinked, turning to the twins. What costume had they given her? He glanced at Mori but his former upperclassmen seemed as clueless as everyone else but the twins. Hikaru sidled up to the door, a Cheshire grin gracing his face.
"It's because you're older. Haruhi has the cute costume and Fufu-Chan has the scary costume. So, that left you to have the mature costume. You have the right physique for it."
"Our Mother gave us these specific costumes after we told her about today. We didn't pick them out, she did," Kaoru pointed out, chuckling when he heard Izzy begin to mutter in Italian. They can hear her shuffling around and waited for her to come out.
"I'm not coming out."
Tamaki sighed. "Well, I suppose it's time for Mori-Senpai to kick the door down then, isn't it?" He sounded like he really didn't want to command such an order but Izzy knew better. "Mori-Senpai, if you will..."
"W-Wait! I swear to God, Takashi, if you kick this door down you are going to have Hell to pay!"
"Then open the door."
"I hate you, I hate you so much, Takashi."
"No, you don't."
The giant smirked when he heard the brunette curse in Italian. He had spent enough time with her to know when she was being particularly vulgar in her own language. He had also spent enough time with her to know that when she began to curse in her Italian, she had lost the battle.
The door swung open almost violently to reveal an evil-faced Izabera. "I hate all of you," She hissed with venom dripping off of every word. She was dressed as a witch. The dress was slick, clinging to her body like second skin. The neckline plunged low with criss-cross stitching, revealing what she deemed as too much cleavage and there was a very long slit up the side of the dress. She had a pair of black heels on with a pointy witch hat.
"Wow," Fumiko blinked. The twins really weren't kidding when they said Izzy had the physique for that outfit. Izzy began to tap her foot, cocking her hip out and folding her arms across her chest. Fumiko almost snorted. Folding her arms didn't help. She glanced at Mori, and with a giggle, realized he was probably thinking something similar along those lines.
"I am so beyond offended," Izzy huffed as she glared at the twins specifically. "You guys dressed me as a witch, of all things! Excuse me but I am catholic! You're lucky I don't have a bag or I'd be beating you with it!"
Tamaki laughed nervously, he had been a victim of her beatings many times. "But my niece, you look lovely!" He exclaimed loudly. He was dressed in white and gold as a King. Kyoya had pointed out that Tamaki shouldn't have been something so...Tamaki but the blond had ignored him. "Right, Mori-Senpai?"
Izzy only glared at Tamaki but turned to Mori. The giant eyed her quietly for several seconds, his eyes revealing nothing. Izzy titled her head to the side, curious as to what he would say. Finally, he chose to open his mouth.
"You're not going out like that."
One way or another, they managed to convince the couple on the outfit. Izzy had only relented after the twins had given her a black cloak. Even after that, Mori was clearly put off by the revealing attire. Not that she looked bad in it. She looked good in it. Too good. Nonetheless, they took Izzy on an adventure, going house to house asking for candy. Granted, the people giving out candy were a little surprised to see a bunch of teenagers at their door but they got their candy anyway.
Although there was one point where two teenage boys expressed interest in both Fumiko and Izzy's costume. Haruhi had been busily yelling at the twins and Tamaki for whatever reason. Fumiko had blushed heavily as the blatant attention she was receiving while Izzy simply shoved her Halloween basket at them. "Trick or treat."
"Oh, I've a got trick for ya."
And then Mori swooped in, effortlessly lifting Izzy and giving the two boys a dark look. Izzy only blinked in question as she was literally carried off. Being more refined than the former Wild Host, Kyoya simply grabbed Fumiko by her waist and calmly led her away, shooting a death-like stare over his shoulder.
The night continued on as they gathered candy and got into shenanigans that only the Host Club could get into. A little girl dressed as a Princess had claimed Tamaki as her King and her Mother had chased the blond, shouting for the 'pedophile' to get away from her daughter. Several young girls had approached Kyoya, who was dressed as a vampire, and had asked him if he was willing to bite them. Izzy always thought it was so funny to see Fumiko lose her cool over Kyoya.
Hikaru and Kaoru had played a prank on Izzy, popping out of the darkness to scare her. She chased them for two blocks before finally capturing them and hitting them over the head with her Halloween basket. Without having Hani around (he hadn't been able to come home in time for Halloween) Mori kept an eye on the girls. And Haruhi, well, she remained unaffected by all of the wackiness.
And although she really didn't want to admit it, Izzy had more fun then she thought possible on this silly holiday. Although she didn't really eat candy, she found herself picking through the basket. By the end of the night, she had discarded the heels. Instead, Mori carried her piggyback to her apartment without any complaints to keep her off of her aching feet.
The Hosts were sad to be separated from their big sister and Mori so soon but she promised to spend more time with them on Sunday after she slept Saturday away. They had really missed spending time with her ever since she, Hani and Mori graduated. Knowing Kyoya would get her cousin home safely, she left with Mori. She was quiet the entire time Mori carried her back home, opting to pepper the back of his neck with candy-coated lips. If it bothered the giant, he didn't show it.
She dropped face-first on her bed as soon as they made it back to her apartment. While she did have fun, she was now utterly exhausted. Her basket of candy was placed next to her while she carelessly tossed the heels aside somewhere. Her feet were killing her, why the hell hadn't she worn flats? Seconds later, Mori's heavier body settled on top of hers as he did earlier when she came home from classes. "Cranky?" He asked, but she could hear the joking tone in his voice. She snorted and shifted into a more comfortable position.
"I actually had fun," Izzy stated into the pillow after several long seconds of just listening to him breathing. He hummed, knowing she had fun even if she hadn't admitted it. "I wish Hani had been home from school to join us. He would've eaten all my candy by now.." She laughed, realizing just how much she missed her friends.
Mori chuckled, rolling onto his side and pulling Izzy along with him. She felt his fingers tamper with the criss-cross stitching keeping her dress cinched closed. Teeth nibbled at her earlobe and she tried to sidle away but we restricted by a strong arm locking around her waist. Laughing, she rolled onto her back and pulled the front of his shirt to get him to come closer. With a smile, she boldly caught his lips. Her lips tasted like candy, exploding against his lips in a sugary backlash. He bit down on her bottom lip, liking the sound of her moaning underneath.
She dug her nails into the back of his neck as the kisses became deeper, hungrier and more passionate. Her nails scrapped against his neck and up to his jaw. Just as his hands pulled at her dress, Izzy leaned away with a funny look on her face.
Mori frowned, noticing the odd look immediately. Before he could question the brunette, she rolled from underneath him. Izzy sat up, glancing around her bedroom. Her eyes landed on the Halloween basket filled with candy. She slipped to the side of the bed and grabbed the basket of candy before searching through it and popping a piece of chocolate in her mouth.
Mori only regarded her blankly. He moved towards her, sitting on the side of the bed next to her as she continued to unwrap the pieces of candy and popped them in her mouth. He could've sworn she wasn't a big fan of sweets, last time he checked. She glanced at him, hazel eyes sparkling in amused mischief. But she said nothing as she ate yet another piece of candy. Noticing his blank expression, an amused grin spread across her candy-stained lips.
"Happy Halloween, mi amore."
TeeBeMe: Well, I did say I would try to get a Halloween oneshot out. Did you guys like it, I hope so. I'm sure that now Halloween is probably celebrated in Italy but it wasn't a popular holiday until recent years, which is why Izzy has never celebrated it as a kid. Anyway, I was shopping for a costume and I noticed that like all costumes for women are just so slutty (not to mention expensive as hell) and it made me think of Izzy dressing up as something slutty, lol. I couldn't do that to Haruhi or Fumiko. They're just too...I dunno, innocent.
I kinda liked writing this, it's a break from all the current soap-opera drama happening in We Own The Night. Maybe I should make this a collection of different oneshots. Is it a good idea or nah? lol, if it is, send in some prompts you'd like to see written, yes? Review! Review!
