Four weeks before the Ouran High School Prom!
--fanfic by lu.e3--
Yep, it's that eventful time of the year again. Add Ouran, the Host Club and Haruhi…it's just BOUND to be chaos!
Chapter One: Setting the Scene!
Fujioka Haruhi opened the door to the Host Club. It was the end of school but she still had to stay afterwards for the club activities. Why did I have to break that vase? She thought, if not for the billionth time. "Eh?" The girl dropped her books to the floor in astonishment. Each of the host members were holding a tightly rolled piece of paper, adorned with a frilly pink ribbon.
"Haruhi?" Tamaki looked at her stunned form in delight, "Are you jealous? Are you jealous?"
"What do you mean?" answered Haruhi, slowly picking her books up again.
"Ah, it's only that you are stunned to see me with such an item! Don't you think it looks like a love letter?"
"Well no, and anyway you get love letters almost every day sempai,"
"Well, well," Kyouya said in an amused tone, over Tamaki's noises of disappointment, "Don't you want to know what they are?"
"Because, look Haruhi, you get one too!" the Hitachiins chimed.
"Huh?" Haruhi looked at the roll of paper dropped into her hands. It had chocolate smudges all over it. "Is it a cooking recipe?" she asked Hunny who had given it to her.
"Nooo," Hunny protested, wiping his hands clean.
"It's an invitation!" cheered the Hitachiins.
"To another pointless club party?"
"Haruhi, our parties aren't pointless!" Tamaki had sprung into life. "Our parties are about bonding, and about having fun! It's an invite to a…"
"Prom." Kyouya smiled at her and his glasses flashed.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" A thousand girls suddenly rushed through the door and flooded the Third Music Room.
"Agdhbfbwicknsakcndkj!" Tamaki drowned under thousands of girls trying to reach him.
"Why do we have so many customers today?" asked Haruhi, unnerved.
"It's because," Kyouya paused.
"Tamaki, Tamaki, will you come with me?" All they could hear were these words repeated shrilly over and over again.
"Harahi, do you know what this means?" Hikaru appeared over her shoulder.
"When you have a Prom, it's all about partners," said Kaoru appearing over her other shoulder.
"Partners?" Haruhi had her wide blank eyed stare.
"Yep!" grinned Hikaru and ruffled her hair.
"It's always busy during this time of the year," commented Hunny.
"Mmmm.." nodded Mori. Girls suddenly queued up behind Haruhi, and started attacking all the other members.
"Will you come? Will you come? Will you come? With me? With me?!!!!!!!"
"Hikaru…"
"Kaoru…"
The twins were gazing at each other. (Imagine roses and sparkles in the background.)
"The girls are asking for me…"
Kaoru turned away, and a tear was glinting in his eye.
"Kaoru!" Hikau's voice was full of concern, "Don't feel hurt… You know I will never leave you!"
"You will keep your promise?"
Hikaru nodded and drew his younger brother more closely to him. "We'll always go as a pair. And nothing will come in between us. Not even this Prom." He whispered.
"AHHHHHHHH!!!!" A thousand girls, forgetting their requests earlier, were crying their hearts out. "BROTHERLY LOVE!!!"
"Hunny-chan, I brought you this cake!" A girl presented the club's cutest member with an enormous cake. Hunny's eyes went big and round.
"Wow, wow, wow," and then with an enthusiastic mouth, he ate it all in a few seconds.
"Hunny-chan!" the girl protested, half laughing and half annoyed, "You didn't see the message on the cake!"
"Hm," Hunny looked awfully sorry.
"Oh," the girl faltered under his arrestingly cute expression. "All it said was "Will you come to the Prom with me?"" She giggled nervously.
"But…" He tugged at Mori. "Does that mean you want to go with Takeshi too?"
"Uh," the girl was uncertain.
"It's just that Takashi is always with me all the time!" Hunny said cheerfully. "Well, you know," he whispered in her ear knowingly, "My mum and daddy want to make sure I don't eat too much at the Prom!"
The girl giggled. "Yes, there is a lot of food!" Meanwhile there was a lot of loud whispering going on behind the leaves of the pot plants where Mori stood directly in front.
"No, you go first…No, you…shhh he'll hear you! What should I say? How…"
"Maa, Takashi, lots of people find you intimidating!" said Hunny, "But I don't!" And he gave his friend a big hug.
"WAAAAA!!!! CUTE!"
"Ah, ha, ha…" Haruhi was overwhelmed by all the enthusiastic faces.
"Haruhi, will you go with me?"
"Or with me?"
"Ah," Haruhi tried to calm down all her fans. "You all want to go with me. I just don't want to hurt any of your feelings…I don't know who to choose." The girls' hearts melted at these kind and honest words.
"h!" A thought hit Tamaki like lighting. People still think Haruhi is a boy. And I…
"Hohohohohoho" A high powered engine rumbled underneath their feet, and Renege appeared pointing at Tamaki in full dramatic style. "The Lonely Prince!" she cried, for in front her were thousands of girls wanting Tamaki and yet he was still partner-ness. (It was customary for him to have a partner already in the first few seconds of getting a party invite).
"Yes!" Tamaki grabbed onto that opportunity. "Everyone wants to be my partner. They all want me. But I feel so lonely deep inside."
"He did it better in that movie," muttered Haruhi, as she passed Tamaki doing his full on acting.
"Haruhi!" Tamaki stopped midway and made an attempt to talk to Haruhi but a foot was stuck out for him and he fell flat on his face. The Hitachiins were grinning evilly down on him.
The door snapped closed as the last customer left.
"Kyouya," said Haruhi surprised. The guy had been lurking behind the doorway.
"I find it easier when I get out of the way during Prom times," he said smoothly.
Why didn't I think of that? Thought Haruhi, with resentment.
The girl sighed. "I still don't get this Prom thing. It is just a pointless party isn't it?"
"NOOO!" Tamaki looked absolutely scandalized. "It's a time of extravagance, fashion, love…"
"Don't go on," muttered Haruhi, "It already sounds like a complete waste of time and money."
"ArghhhH!" Tamaki grabbed Haruhi's shoulders and sobbed as he spoke, "Does this mean you don't want to go?"
"Well," replied Haruhi, looking thoughtfully at her invite, "It does say that it isn't compulsory…"
"But!" protested Tamaki.
"It's one of those things that officially say it isn't compulsory," said Hikaru, with a evil grin.
"But, actually is," finished Kaoru, with an identical grin.
"SO YOU HAVE TO COME!" cried Tamaki, throwing his hands up in the air excitedly.
"Yeah, Haru-chan!" followed Hunny. Mori gave her – three silent nods.
"There'll be ootoro…" added Kyouya, with a faint smile, "And I'll decrease your debt."
"Ha, ya," said Haruhi waving her hand around, "Do you really think I'll be persuade by the same cheap tricks?" her voice trailed away.
"There'll be lots of rich dishes, about 100, they say," said Hunny brightly. The host members stared at Haruhi with knowing smiles. Haruhi reluctantly gave a tiny nod.
"HA!"
"Ah, well…" she sighed, "It won't be much of a big deal…" And she trailed out of the room…leaving all the other host members to stare after her.
Well of course, we just know how wrong that thought was!
Well! I hope people will like this. I just had my own prom, and I thought, what if there was an Ouran Prom? What if it was completely plausible? I couldn't stop myself imagining what could happen. xD