The Night the Host Club Attended Mardi gras
Part One -Tamaki
Oh shit, that was an AWESOME party. I was so wasted. What did I do last night? Why is Kyoya in my bed…WITHOUT ANY PANTS ON? Get a hold of yourself Tamaki there is a logical explanation for this. Fuck logic, it's me we're talking about.
BUT KYOYA, WHHHAAATTTTTTT! He's my best friend. We didn't…no we couldn't have… I don't see any condoms. God, I'm going to smack myself later.
"KYOYA, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY BED?" I ask shaking him violently.
That's when I see those eyes, those piercing gray eyes of the beast staring machetes through my face. Kyoya is NOT a morning person. Oh God, don't kill me, please.
He punches me, grunts, and rolls over. Damn you, Kyoya.
Two hours later…
"HARUHI IS WHERE? YOU, IDIOTS! HOW COULD YOU HAVE LET THIS HAPPEN?" I scream at those idiot twins.
"She's in jail, boss," says Hikaru.
I pace holes in the floor, while frantically thinking of a way to get Haruhi out of jail; how could my precious little girl be in jail. Jail is not a good place for her. What if something bad happens to her?
The theater of Tamaki's mind…Smoke fills the air as the figure of a young girl comes into focus. She's wearing a gray jump suit and smoking a joint. She's pinned against the wall by another female inmate with a paddle, Haruhi giggles...
"Tama-chan, it isn't the twins' fault, we were all there last night," Honey-senpai says.
"Yeah," recites Mori-senpai. DOES HE EVER SAY ANYTHING?
"We have to bust her out of jail. She's only a little girl. What if she turns bad? What if she gets sold for a pack of cigs? What if she becomes someone's bitch?" I say very quickly.
I sit on the floor and sulk.
"You mean someone's bitch who isn't you, boss?" says Kaoru.
I glare over my shoulder at him. Evil smirks form on the faces of the Hitachiin twins. What are those little devils thinking? Should I be worried?