Iori and Tamaki
I tapped my fingers on the table in front of me, examining the people sitting on the couches in the Mondenkind break room. Most of them I recognized, but there were a few unfamiliar faces too—the little loli boy with the blonde hair, the glasses-guy with the sharp eyes, the black-haired silent guy, the pervy twincest kids, and that grinning blonde idiot.
Sorewa, Naraba, and Naze were hosting some kind of party. I personally saw no point in it at all. All we were doing was wasting time—time I could have been spending with my precious Nebula. But no. We had to sit here with a bunch of strangers waiting for our hosts to show up so we could do something stupid, no doubt. Finally, Sorewa walked in with a hat and asked all of us Masters (plus Azusa, Ami, and Yukiho) to put some kind of object in it.
When the hat came to me I stared at it before taking a dumbbell out of my bag and dropping it carelessly inside. Sorewa stumbled under the sudden weight, stared down into the hat, and then shrugged and moved on. When the collections had ended, Sorewa passed the hat to the glasses guy, who held it indifferently.
"We are going to be playing a game!" she announced. "It's called Seven Minutes in Heaven!"
I swear the whole room screamed. Some of them screamed in annoyance, some of them in shock, and some of them in excitement. There also a few who were totally silent (meaning me, glasses guy, that Makoto, and the silent guy).
Sorewa beamed, obviously delighted, and explained how the game was going to work.
"Well obviously, not all of you could play at once since these are the only boys we were able to find on the streets. They just happened to be in town for some kind of vacation or something. Isn't that lucky? Anyways, these boys will take one object from the hat and go into that spare room with the girl whose object it is. They will then proceed to do whatever they want inside said room, preferably make out."
A few of us groaned. Me, glasses guy, Makoto, and silent guy were still quiet.
Sorewa gestured to glasses guy to start, then she gasped and waved her hands wildly. "Wait, wait! Introduce yourselves first!"
Glasses guy blinked and shrugged, then he stood and straightened his shirt before addressing us.
"My name is Otori Kyoya. Nice to meet you." He sat again.
The loli boy stood next. "My name is Haninozuka Mitsukuni, but you can call me Honey~!" he cheered. "Hey, Sore-chan, do you have any cake?"
"Sorry, Honey," Sorewa laughed. "We have week-old pie if that'll tie you over."
"Yay! Can I have it?" Honey asked. Sorewa giggled and gestured to Naraba to go get the pie. He obeyed. "Oh, and that over there is my cousin, Morinozuka Takashi. You can call him Mori. He doesn't talk much so I introduced him myself." He pointed at the silent guy.
Sorewa nodded at Mori and then looked at the twins who stood simultaneously.
"I'm Hitachiin Kaoru," one of the twins announced, "and that's my brother Hikaru. Hey, could we just go in the closet with each other?"
"Sorry, that's not allowed," Sorewa answered. She smiled slightly, a bit amused. I snorted and rolled my eyes.
"Darn," Hikaru sighed. "I was hoping I'd be able to spend some time alone with you, Kaoru."
"Hikaru, that's a little naughty…"
The twins sat down again, holding hands, a slight smirk on their faces. Sorewa looked like she was about to pass out. She cleared her throat.
"R-right. You're the last one," she told the grinning idiot.
"Of course, my name is Suoh Tamaki!" he announced with a grand flourish. "How wonderful it is to see so many beautiful ladies in one place~!"
I almost just burst out laughing. Makoto looked extremely displeased. She squirmed.
"Can I go home now?" she muttered.
"Seriously," I agreed. "I'm not interested in all this romantic stuff, so there's no point to this for me."
"No, no!" Sorewa complained. "You have to stay here! Trust me, this is going to be fun! OK, you…Tamaki-san, right? You go first."
Glasses guy, or Kyoya, handed the hat to the grinning idiot, AKA Tamaki. He took it and fished around for a bit. I snickered.
I feel bad for whoever gets stuck with him, I thought. Poor girl…
"Whose dumbbell is this?"
I almost died. "Wait, WHAT?!"
Tamaki waved the dumbbell—MY dumbbell—around in the air slowly. "I chose this dumbbell~. How lucky, my lady is both beautiful and strong, no doubt."
I stood. "Yeah, strong enough to break your neck if you try anything funny," I hissed. "That's my dumbbell. Just put it over there on my bag and meet me in the room." I paused and shot him a glare. "And AGAIN, I repeat, do NOT try anything funny."
Tamaki stared after me, a smile frozen on his face. Then he cleared his throat and stood. "Right, of course not. I'll be right in, darling~!"
"Hey, Boss, is it really alright for you to be going in that closet with a girl other than Haruhi?" Hikaru asked innocently. "Boy, when I tell her about this, she'll come running to me for sure!"
Tamaki blushed and glared at the twin. "Don't breathe a word of this to Haruhi! She has enough to worry about without having to be concerned about what Daddy does when he's gone. Besides, I don't plan on getting involved with this girl. She…" He broke off and looked at me. I rolled my eyes. "…scares me."
Hikaru just shrugged and started talking to his brother.
Tamaki sighed and faced me with a smile. "Right, then, and what is your name, darling?"
"Iori," I answered curtly. "But you should call me Minase until we're further acquainted."
Tamaki nodded. "Alright, then, Minase-chan~. Here I come!"
He walked into the room behind me and Sorewa closed the door. I then retreated to a distant corner of the room, sat down, and proceeded to do nothing.
"…Minase-chan," Tamaki said suddenly. "…You have a very large forehead."
I blushed and threw something—likely a can of something—at his face. He yelped.
"N-no, you've misunderstood! It's quite becoming, really…! I like it!"
"You're stupid!" I paused. "But…thank you."
Tamaki grinned that stupid grin. "Why, it was my pleasure, Iori-chan."
"Minase!" I snapped.
"R-right! Minase-chan!"
The two of us sat in silence for a while. Sorewa's voice called through the door.
"I don't hear any make-out noises~!"
"W-what on Earth makes you think I'd want something like that?" I stammered.
"Well, if you don't do anything at all, I may just have to get Hotaru to beat you with a baseball bat."
I flinched. "That's…that's cheating!"
Tamaki blinked. "That certainly doesn't seem very fair. But, I wouldn't mind if you wanted to—"
I cut him off by slapping his face. "Don't touch me," I ordered, stalking off to a distant corner. I would have preferred silent guy or glasses guy or even one of those twins to this guy.
"Ow…" Tamaki whimpered. He heaved a great sigh and sat perfectly still. The two of us continued to sit as far away from each other as possible until it was time to leave the closet. We conversed a bit, but I wouldn't let him anywhere near me. I didn't need some guy I didn't know getting all up in my personal space. The door opened and Sorewa looked at us sadly, Hotaru (and her baseball bat) positioned behind her.
"Such a shame," Sorewa sighed. "I didn't want to have to do this. But you two were aware of the consequences." She flicked her head to Hotaru, who advanced, lightly bopping the bat on her hand. I gulped and raced out the door past her. She whirled towards me, then just gave up and went after Tamaki while I hid—or rather, guarded myself—behind Joseph. I heard Tamaki trying to negotiate with her.
"Now, now, based on that outfit you must be a nurse, right? You wouldn't want to hurt an innocent man…w-wait a second, not the face! I-I NEED MY FACE TO WOO HARUHI~!"
When Hotaru had finished, she walked out of the room, smiling slightly, and sat next to Naraba (who had since returned with the pie for Honey). Sorewa settled next to Naze.
"Right, then. Who will go next?"
