A Turn of Events CH1
The sound of giggling and screams filled the room as the girls in Music Room 3 as they swooned of the extravagant men who tried to woo them with their charm. The theme of the day was animals. The 'men' of the group wore animal ears and tails, since the king had done some research and saw the many girls had a thing for men who were part animal.
"Oh momma, are our children not the cutest! Look at the twins in matching cat ears and of course Huni-Senpai is wearing adorable bunny ears with Mori in mouse ears." Tamaki praised his makeshift host family while he stood next to the vice captain Kyouya.
"Yes very cute daddy." Kyouya drawled on, using the name that he knew would make the king happiest, "But why do I have fox ears, that makes me think that you believe that I'm cunning and sly." Kyouya said giving Tamaki a side-glance that was blocked out by the glare of his glasses.
"OF COURSE NOT MOMMA!" Tamaki yelled backing away from the dark haired man, if it was possible his dog tail would be as far as possible between his legs. Tamaki waited for the man to stop looking at him for him to make a quick break to look for the final member of the host club.
"Haruhi, where are you my dear sweet child!" Tamaki called as he glided through the room. Haruhi was in the back making tea to bring to the girls in the room. She didn't answer knowing that she was almost done and there was not need to have him walk back to just walk with her back to the main room.
As she was walking back towards of the front she heard the music door open and the other host greet the person that had walked in, rather rudely.
"Boys are not aloud in here during club hours." The twins said in complete unison, "are you trying to be a pervert and get all the girls."
"Maybe he is trying to join the club, he looks oddly like Haruhi. Manlier though." Huni-Senpai said looking at the tall man. He looked to be about Tamaki height, his hair was perfectly styled as if he had just walked out of the salon and into this room. He wore a button down white shirt with a perfectly tailored black blazer over it. His slacks matched his blazer in color and tailoring. He finished his outfit off with shiny black shoes and a tan trench coat and a big red wool scarf. Haruhi could hear the man sigh and then what sounded like a lighter getting lit.
"HEY! You can't smoke in here, or on campus!" Tamaki yelled at the man who sighed again and took of his cigarette. "Don't ignore me!" Tamaki kept screaming which got the girls to join in and start yelling with him. The twins and Huni shortly joined after.
Haruhi sighed and collected the tea and walked towards the main room. She had to see the person that was getting the other host as well as the ladies in a tizzy. Haruhi had her head down as she walked into the music room trying not to get the person's attention.
"Ah Haruhi, so you are here. He didn't lie then."
The sound that followed was the sound of glass shattering, metal clanging and liquid splashing. Haruhi stood in front of the mess of shatter cups and spilt tea looking at the man who had talked to her. He was a little older then when she last saw him, but the same all the same.
"Ichiro! What the hell are you doing here?" Haruhi yelled walking towards the man. The man smiled and flicked his lit cigarette and Tamaki and walked to meet the disguised female. Haruhi just stared at the man for a second, not knowing what to say. The man who had been named Ichiro just smiled and put his hand on the girl's head.
"The short hair doesn't fit you at all. Also why are you in some kind of stupid male prostitute club?" Ichiro asked looking around at the men who were all wearing animal ears. The room was completely silent; everyone was staring at the pair of brunettes near the door.
"My hair is fine. It's a host club Ichiro and I'm here because I have a debt to pay for breaking a very expensive vase." Haruhi said staring up at the tall man. Ichiro chuckled and reached into his pocket.
"How much of a debt do you have to pay back?" Ichiro asked as he pulled out a checkbook and a pen. Haruhi stuttered over her words and tried to grab the checkbook.
"She has about 79 million yen to pay us." Kyouya said walking up to the man, his hand extended to shake the other mans hand. Ichiro ignored the hand and wrote on the check and ripped it out and placed it in the hand that Kyouya had been offering him. Kyouya put on his fake host smile, the light in the room causing his glasses to glare again.
"There, that's an even 80. Now Haruhi can leave this club and do what she is suppose to do." Ichiro sighed grabbing Haruhi's wrist and walking towards the door. Haruhi protested and tried to break free.
"Ichiro stop! I can't just leave like this and you can't go around throwing money at people like you own the place that was rude you should of shook Kyouya's hand at least." Haruhi yelled as pulled her arm away from the man. Ichiro growled and turned to look at Haruhi with a glare on his face.
"Damn it Haruhi! I don't have time for this. I got it that you were upset about mom's death, but this is ridiculous. It has been ten years. It time to grow up and take responsibility for your part of the company. I can't run it alone Haruhi!" Ichiro yelled at the Haruhi. Haruhi had her head hung, bangs covering her eyes.
"Yes…big brother." Haruhi sighed as she looked at her brother Ichiro. Ichiro sighed and started towards the door again, hands in his pockets this time. Haruhi slowly started after him.
"Hold on one minute! Haruhi Fugioka doesn't have a brother or a company! We were at her house and there was not enough room for you and Ranka never mentioned anything about you!" Tamaki yelled pointing towards the boy. Ichiro sighed and looked at the blonde with a sneer on his face.
"First off I am Haruhi's brother get over it. Secondly Ranka is in no way related to us. He took care of Haruhi after my mother died because our father said she looked too much his wife to be around her. Thirdly Haruhi is not a Fujioka, Ranka is but Haruhi is a Yamamoto." Ichiro finished his sentence and looked at the host. Everyone was silent, not making a peep.
"Yamamoto as in the bank technology family who billboards for cell phones and computers are all over big cities?" Mori asked, finally breaking the silence. Everyone looked at him and then back at the siblings at the door.
"The very same, tech giants and the second richest family in all of Japan. Shortly after the Ootori family." Ichiro smiled, a very host like smile and turned quickly, his sister following him out the door quickly.