I do not own Ouran High School Host club or any of the characters.
This is a slow building fanfiction, with a touch of lemons towards the end. Most of it was written on my phone at 11pm to 2am so if there are any mistakes I missed when proof reading drop me a line and I'll fix it! Hope you enjoy this :D
Sometimes my dad is insane. This was regrettably one of those times.
"Haruhi" my dad whined at me, "daddy told you we had this fancy party over a week ago!" He whimpers tears in the corners of his eyes. I sigh trying to keep my cool.
"I don't have the time or money to have found a dress in that time! Why do I even have to wear a dress anyway?" My voice rises slightly.
"Because silly, all the women are wearing dresses" he makes an o shape with his mouth before tutting at me. "So you better think of something before tonight!" He stomps out of my room.
I groan as I flop ungracefully onto my small bed. I glance over to my bedside clock. 4 hours before the party. Why I even had to go was a mystery. And how was I supposed to get a dress when I didn't have any spare money.
A certain object on my bedside seems to stare at me.
My tiny phone.
I flip the thing open and with only a moment's hesitation press the contacts button.
Now who to ask...
Tamaki was out of the picture. I dread to think what I'd end up wearing.
Kyouya would end up charging a loaning fee and probably increase my debt so also no.
Honey, as sweet as he is I suspect the dress would be equally as sweet. He doesn't appear to have a good grasp of fashion.
Mori... I doubt he has a spare dress.
Which really only left one option.
Bracing myself at what was to come I tap the tiny green icon and wait.
"Why hello Haruhi, to what do we owe the pleasure?" A silky smooth voice purrs down the phone.
"Hikaru, I'm sure I rang Kaoru's phone... Oh never mind. I have a favour I'd like to ask" my voice falters and I squeeze my eyes shut. The twins, although logical choices would probably try to trick me into something. And suddenly I had a very bad feeling about this.
"His phone was ringing I was closer so I answered it" he replies in a very straight forward manner. "You should also know we don't really do favours but what is it?" His grin and curiosity clear even though I couldn't see him.
"Well, my father's friend invited me to go with my dad to this fancy party, I have to go but I need a dress!"
I breathe out heavily. The other end of the phone silent for a moment. Before Hikaru clicks his tongue. "The limo will be there in 15 minutes, I'll meet you there" A mechanical click tells me he'd hung up. To prevent me arguing probably. I sigh. Praying Kaoru would keep his brother in control.