"Haruhi! Haruhi! Haruhi!" the Hitachiin twins bounded into host club's club room, jointly clutching a cream coloured piece of paper. The unruly entrance earned them a slightly irritated look from Kyoya, but they ignored it. Instead running over to where Haruhi was sitting around a tea table with a small, but adoring, group of girls.
She looked up questioningly. "What is it?"
"We've adopted you!" Hukaru and Kaoru announced in unison, gleefully waving the piece of paper in the air.
There was a second's pause, before every girl in the room started screaming.
"How romantic!"
"Brotherly love!"
"The Hitachiin triplets!"
As one, the Hitachiin twins made a dive and grabbed the very, very, irritated Haruhi into a suffocating hug. A moment later, the fangirls had stampeded over and were squeezing the three even closer together.
Kyoya momentarily contemplated closing down the host club for the rest of the day. Of course he had known about the adoption beforehand, but it really was getting annoying having so many screaming people in the same room. However, a quick glance around told him that the news had almost immediately brought in 80% more girls than they had had a moment ago. He tapped his pen lightly and stepped backwards to lean against the wall.
For entertainment, he turned his gaze to the 'Prince'. Who was currently frozen in the middle of the room, so white and still that he could have been a statue. The only movement was a dribble of tea, which had escaped from the cup hovering an inch in front of his lips, and trickled its way down his arm.
It was almost 10 entire minutes before Tamaki managed to react.
"NO!" Tamaki exploded violently, jumping over the entire crowd of girls and landing directly in front of where the Hitachiin twins were still smothering Haruhi.
His face contorting into an un-identifiable shape, he grabbed Hikaru and started pulling him off of Haruhi. Hikaru however, was putting up a fight. They remained suspended for a few seconds, Hikaru's feet being held completely off the ground by the furious Tamaki, while Hikaru's hands remained wrapped around Haruhi's waist.
Tamaki suddenly reverted from angry, to crying. "Mother!" he dropped Hikaru's feet and ran over to Kyoya. "Mother! Tell those lecherous twins that they aren't allowed to adopt my wonderful daughter!" Tamaki sobbed, grabbing the hems of Kyoya's pants and looking up at him pleadingly.
"I believe that it is too late for that, Father." Kyoya replied coolly.
Tamaki disappeared into his corner of despair.
"Excuse me!" Haruhi's voice, uncharacteristically angry, suddenly emerged from within the pile of people. "If all of you lovely ladies could please excuse us for a moment. I would like a word with my fellow hosts."
Still giggling and sighing, the crowd of fangirls reluctantly departed the room. Kyoya noted down that they should be expecting an increase in customers tomorrow afternoon.
"Now." Haruhi pushed herself out of the twins grasp and rounded on them. "You can't adopt me. I have a father."
"Oh, that." Kaoru waved the piece of paper in her face again. "He already agreed."
"Yeah." Hikaru added, "We just sent mother over to ask him. And he said yes right away."
Haruhi was stunned… Well, she knew that she should have been stunned. But she had long ago learned to expect both her father and the host club members to act in utterly irrational and crazy ways. "He said, yes?" she asked.
"Oh, I may have had something to do with that." Kyoya said suddenly. Haruhi turned to glare at him. Kyoya met her gaze evenly. "I simply mentioned to him how advantageous it would be for your future to be better affiliated with a wealthy and powerful family."
At this, the twins both turned away from Haruhi to look at Kyoya with the same expression of surprise. "How does that benefit you?" all three of them asked.
Kyoya smiled, "A request from your mother to my father that was passed down to myself. That is all."
Haruhi turned to stomp her way out of the room, two ecstatically happy Hitachiin twins following on her heels.
"Where is she going?" Honey turned to whisper to Mori, speaking up for the first time since the news had been revealed.
"Probably to talk to her father."
