Radha found this a good opportunity to pass out in Ari's arms. Not unused to this, the latter caught her friend and automatically tensed to defend herself. Rose petals flying out of music rooms in a public high school - because that was perfectly normal.
"I get the whole Kyouya-to-your-Tamaki thing, but she just had to choose now to pass out on me?"
"Hey Boss! Look what we found! A new toy!" Ari's eyes widened. That wasn't who she thought it was—it was impossible. There was no way that Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin were real. But when she turned towards the sound, there was none other than her favorite pair of red-headed twins.
"Radha—Daddy—now is probably a really good time to wake up!" Or for me to wake up from this dream... she thought to herself. Radha stirred, and slowly blinked her eyes open. Seeing the plush couches and pink walls was enough to give the small girl a sudden burst of otaku-driven adrenaline.
"Ohmygosh, it is the Music Room 3!" she squealed.
"Why yes, princess. Welcome to the Ouran Highschool Host Club!" Radha spun around, only to find herself looking into the deep violet eyes of Tamaki Suoh—the king of the club she'd only dreamed of ever meeting.
"Ari, is this legit?" The girl looked about ready to swoon yet again.
"I don't...know? Possibly...this isn't supposed to be real though," Ari replied, still a bit shell-shocked herself.
"Of course we're real! Why wouldn't we be?" a slightly feminine voice called out.
Radha found herself face-to-face with Haruhi Fujioka, and she momentarily lost her words. "You're a girl!" she blurted out suddenly after regaining her voice. "Oh, um, that's not what I meant to say! I mean, you are a girl, but no one knows because you broke an 8-million yen vase and now you're in debt and all..." Her voice trailed off as she realized that she was just rambling.
Ari groaned in a now-you've-done-it way. "How did you know all of that?" Haruhi asked, bewildered.
"You see, you're part of this anime that we watch, and somehow we ended up in your world. So, we'll be going now, bye!" Ari explained, grabbing Radha and turning towards the door.
"Ari! I want to stay!" Radha whined.
"But Radha, this isn't our world! What about the rest of our 'family'? You wouldn't leave them without parental supervision now, would you?"
"I hate it when you're right, mommy," Radha grumbled. Satisfied, Ari once again began to drag her dark-haired friend towards the door.
"Family? Is this something like Tamaki's idea that all of us are related? And you said something about an anime, too. Care to explain before you leave?" The Shadow King had finally spoken up, and he was hungry for answers.
"It's a bit hard to explain, but we watch this show called Ouran Highschool Host Club, and it's all about you guys. This one–" she said, indicating Radha, "–got the bright idea that we should have a family of friends too. I call it her Tamaki complex, actually." Ari looked to Kyouya, warning him against asking any more questions. What none of them noticed was that his gaze lingered on Radha's slim frame for just a hair longer than it should have as he listened to his 'real world' counterpart's explanation.
"Anime? So we help fund the obsessions of otaku like Renge?" Hikaru asked, horrified. The hosts' eyes flitted to the manager of the host club, who sat comfortably in a chair reading the latest volume of her new favorite manga, and they shuddered, some turning an odd shade of gray and losing all powers of movement.
Radha blushed. "You could say that," she said carefully.
"Well, I suppose that's all we needed to know. You're free to go-or stay, if you'd like," Kyouya said. Maybe it was just his natural charming-host attitude, but both the girls could've sworn that they'd heard a note of seduction in his voice.
Ari disregarded it as not being meant for her anyway. "All right then. Time to go." She took Radha's arm.
Her friend, on the other hand, was frozen in place. Ari groaned. "Don't make me carry you out." It was a threat she could carry out (no pun intended) - and she had done so on several occasions.
"Uhhhhh. Yeah, sure," Radha mumbled, allowing herself to be dragged away, but not taking her eyes off of the Shadow King.
And once again, the doors of Music Room Three were pulled open-but they didn't lead back to Brunswick High School, where the two girls had come from. Instead, they found themselves staring into the vast hallways of Ouran Academy.
"Oh, crap." Said Ari definitively. "Oh, crap. Okay. Okay. This is an alternate universe. Well, then, I suppose we could get on a plane and fly to America - but are there any guarantees that it would be the same America? Argh. I think the best thing to do right now is to turn right back around and go see the Host Club again because at least they're known entities - c'mon, Radha."
"It's so pink and pretty! Hey, wait-you're 2-D!" Radha exclaimed.
"Am I, now?" Ari looked down at her hands and examined them. "I suppose I am. Either way, we still have nowhere to go, and we don't really have a home here either."
"Well, that's what the hosts are for! I know they're going to help us!" Radha said, turning back towards the room and waiting for Ari to catch up. The brunette's mouth twitched as she followed Radha back to the club room, and she fought back a smile–Radha almost looked like a bunny with the way she was hopping around so enthusiastically.
"We need your help," Ari said simply as they re-entered the room.
"Of course, my princesses! We at the host club want to make sure every girl is—"
"Happy, yes, but happiness comes at a price. We can't afford to just give you food and lodgings for free, you know," Kyouya said, cutting Tamaki off. In response, the blonde boy settled into his emo corner of depression, grumbling about how Mommy wasn't being very nice to the houseguests.
"Senpai, would you please stop growing mushrooms and get over here? These girls still do need help," Haruhi said, trying to console him. It worked, and the Host King rose languidly to his feet, smiling.
"Yes! From now on, we need to give you only the best in Host Club hospitality!"
"Shall we make a deal?" Kyouya said, pushing up his glasses.
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