Rivals

Chapter Two

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The Hitachiin twins suffer a pregnant moment of awkward silence until Kaoru slowly rises from the edge of the bed and leaves the bedroom in silence. Right before the younger twin disappeared, he whispered, "Fine then, Hikaru. I hope you two have fun without me." Hikaru shifts on the bed to slide off to stop his younger brother. By the time he turns around, Kaoru was nowhere to be seen. The older Hitachiin twin sighed, pulling out an outfit to wear for the date.

Meanwhile...

"Haruhi, my precious daughter! You will not go anywhere with those shady twins. You know they are bad influences, Haruhi!" Haruhi shoves ear plugs in her ears, brushing past the lecturing blonde eighteen year old host club king. Tamaki's type of lecturing is the sound of an over dramatic father. Haruhi sighs, picking up her tan purse off of her dark brown wooden vanity dresser. The natural type host searches through the small purse. She reels out a pocket size blue hair brush, placing it down gently on the counter. Tamaki watches from afar, frowning as his 'daughter' prepares to apply light pink eye shadow to her eyelids.

"Haruhi!" Tamaki barks from the closet, alarming the focused girl. The blond male shoots up from his sulking area in the closet abruptly, sending the mushrooms flying everywhere. One of the small mushrooms sails through the air, knocking the cosmetics out of Haruhi's loose grip. She turns her head sharply, glaring dangerously at the idiotic blond. Tamaki's face pales, laughing nervously at the irritated commoner. "What do you want, Sempai?" Haruhi controls the volume but not the annoyance and anger. Haruhi is usually serene, blunt, carefree, and natural. Tamaki feels like he's one of those victims that are in the wrong place at the wrong time.

"Why are you fixing yourself up? You're already beautiful. Those twins aren't that worth it," Tamaki tries to reason, crossing his arms as he turns around. Haruhi shakes her head, sighing as she bends over to pick up the cosmetics off of the light brown wooden floor. Haruhi prepares to apply the eye shadow then decides against it. She pulls the dresser handle toward her and scans over the small amount of hair accessories.

Tamaki frantically rushes over to the brunette girl. "Hey, look it's almost noon!" Tamaki snatches the hair extensions from Haruhi, "Come on, you can fix your hair in the limo." Haruhi rolls her brown eyes, grabbing her purse as she exits her room. Tamaki throws the extensions back in the drawer before tailing behing Haruhi. 'Those twins do not have the right to lay eyes on my precious Haruhi when she is dressed up. That's only for me to see.' "Sempai, would you hurry up already?" Haruhi's slightly low voice breaks the blond out of his selfish thoughts. He grins brightly at the petite girl, nodding. Haruhi locks her front door and Tamaki offers his hand as they approach the stairs. She swats his hand away, causing him to retain his sulking until he can find a corner or a closet.

They walk carefully down the snow patched slippery steel stairs of the two story apartment complex. When their snow boots reach the snow blanket concrete ground, they notice the limousine is already waiting patiently. The frosty white long car starts to gather many eyes off the street. Haruhi climbs in the limo before Tamaki, enjoying the blasting heater. It's snowing lightly outside of the dark tinted limousine window. Tamaki, Haruhi, and the driver drove in silence to the Hitachiin residence.


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I received one review! I'm working on chapter eight now. This story is actually funny to me. Anyways, I'm thinking about posting Chapter three... but I wanted to know everyone's opinions so far. That is all. :)