A/N: Oops...I delayed this chapter a night. -please don't try understand what I'm saying- I REALLY APPRECIATED YOUR REVEIWS! -smiles- Everyone has to know how it feels like to not get reveiws, kind of feels depressing...
Even a short 'Great story! Please write the next chapter very soon!' or 'I love how -blahblahblah- did -blahblahblah-'. Ya know...it feels rather encouraging. :D Gives me urges to write more.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything here.
Key:
"This is speaking."
"This is the twins speaking together."
Enjoy this chapter of Bubblegum Talk!
--Morning: Classroom...
"Ohayo, Haruhi," the twins chimed as they each slid into their seats besides her. The Fujioka only nodded to acknowledge their presence and she continued reading the book in front of her. Ironically, it was the one that Kyouya had given her the night before.
Not being satisfied with her nod, Hikaru and Kaoru peeked over her shoulders to have a glimpse of the 'interesting' book. "Nandayo, a boring book is more interesting then us?"
"Hikaru, stop toying with my hair, Kaoru get your hands off my shoulder," she deadpanned finding that her reading time was being interrupted by the twins. The twins halted in their 'harassment' and threw a glance at each other.
"Aiya…Haruhi," they purred, ripping away from her. They made sure they were a good distance away from her to avoid the 'sprays', and she seemed fine with that. "Why don't we play?"
"No thank you."
"Awww."
Kaoru looked at Hikaru. He pouted, "It seems like she doesn't want to do anything but read a boring book, Hikaru!"
"A book that we haven't even heard before in our life!" Hikaru gasped inhumanely; he clutched his head. "What has become of our lovable omocha?!"
"Has she gone back to the 'Studious Bookworm' state?!" Kaoru asked. Both of the Hitachiin twins shifted away from her as if she was a disease-carrying human. They both gasped a loud, throwing their hands over their mouths.
"OH THE HORROR!!!"
"Hikaru, Kaoru, please!" Haruhi said in a scolding tone, pulling the book down from her gaze. "Can you be considerate when someone's trying to read?"
A long pause.
"No."
"Can you two stop bothering Fujioka?" the teacher finally asked. The Hitachiins gave each other a look as the class started.
--Host Club
"Haruhi!!!" Tamaki came bouncing towards her, as she walked in casually reading 'Hummingbird'. The Suoh grabbed the girl's shoulders and made her face him. "I tried calling you last night because I was worried about you, but Ranka-san said that you didn't come home yet."
Haruhi's attention was now snagged. Her chocolate brown eyes widened as he mentioned her father. "O-Otousan was at home before me?"
"Why yes! I asked him where you have gone, and he said that he hadn't seen you come home!" Tamaki continued, worry building up in his ocean-blue eyes. Seeing that Haruhi had her color drained from her face, he was tempted to ask more. "What's wrong, daughter? Did you have any troubles getting home? Did someone mug you? Harass you?! Tell daddy please!"
"Just for your information, Tamaki, Haruhi returned home safely," a voice spoke behind them. Haruhi was relieved that the Shadow King had decided to explain it to Tamaki in a calm way.
"Demo! Why did she stay very late at night?! I can just imagine those perverted hands upon my daughter---! Groping and--!!!"
"Tamaki, she was with me the whole time," Kyouya said coolly. His sentence seemed to whack Tamaki upside the head, and trigger something as well. The Suoh started to emit flames and dark purple energy. His face scrunched up in anger and his fists were clenched.
"Kyouya," he growled dangerously. Haruhi felt shivers climb up her spine as the now angered Tamaki approached the Ohtori. He spoke in a low hiss. "What did you do to-"
WHAM
"This," Kyouya said nonchalantly, while shoving a book into his face. Tamaki mumbled as the Ohtori kept smashing the book against his delicate skin. "I cut her debt by a half because she had helped me with my library."
Tamaki withdrew from the horrific book and turned towards Haruhi. "Daughter!" He clutched her shoulders again, he shoved his face into hers. "Did he do anything improper to you?!"
"Iie," she said unfazed. Haruhi drawled, each word she said pulling out a fresh smell of crisp strawberry and mint. "All - I - did - Tamaki-sempai - was - help - Kyouya-sempai - order - the - books - in - his - library. There's - nothing - to - be - worried - about."
And Tamaki lost it.
"H-H-Haruhi!" he exclaimed jumping back from her as if he confessed his love to her. Tamaki slapped his hands over his face and blushed deeply. The twins, who had been watching from the beginning, were giggling evilly to each other as Tamaki had fallen victim to the scent.
"Sempai?" Haruhi asked confusedly as Tamaki's face blew up to the color of tomatoes. Kyouya only looked up, observed the scene, and scribbled stuff into his clipboard. "Daijoubu?"
Looking to the clock quickly, Tamaki tried to escape from Haruhi's hard stare. What made him jumpy now, you really have to wonder? Tamaki continued nervously, "Uh! UH! Kyouya! It's three o' clock!!! We should get ready!"
The twins jumped into the conversation. Both of them were grinning. "You stupid Dono! It's only 2:30!"
Tamaki seemed to lose color at their truthful statement and he turned to face Haruhi. He felt his face burn up in red as she just stared at him. He seriously needed to say something to stop the awkward moment.
"A-A-Ano!! I'll get the designs for our next cosplay ready!"
Kyouya bluntly answered, "There is no need. Hikaru and Kaoru had already designed them and they're going to be shipped in two days later."
The king glanced dreadfully at the twins who held up the peace sign. Obviously, this was no time for peace, and he was about to scream it at them. Instead Tamaki was interrupted when Haruhi placed a hand on his head.
"Are you feeling okay, Tamaki-sempai?" she asked worriedly. This made his face steam up. "Your face is red…"
Aw, dammit.
The twins sniggered as they secretly turned towards each other. In a low whisper so that no one could hear, Hikaru said, "Dono's the next victim!"
"I wonder what he'll do to her!"
"This oughta stimulate feelings between them!"
They cackled and threw high fives at each other…
...Meanwhile the scene that was taking place near the door was turning awkward.
Tamaki's face was flushed as he tried any possible way to rip his attention away from her, (he could just walk away, but Tamaki was not at all bright). Kyouya was of no help at all, he was just looking up and down from the two to his clipboard while scribbling in it.
Haruhi, on the other hand, was just blinking at her sempai.
"Tamaki-sempai, are you okay?"
Said person only looked around suspiciously before grabbing Haruhi's wrist and dashing off to an enclosed room of the club.
The entire club room went silent after a loud SLAM. The twins couldn't help but go 'oooh'; Kyouya stayed silent; Honey paid attention to his cake more then the two; Mori was watching the cake being eaten away in less than a minute.
Other than that…
"Sempai that was much uncalled for" Haruhi said, as she stared at Tamaki who was starting to blow up. "What's the matter?"
"I-I…need to tell you something," Tamaki blurted out as he faced her boldly. He took in a deep breath in order to summon confidence, but it ended up deflating.
"What is it?"
Suddenly he felt the urge to hug her, damn those sudden urges. Tamaki, nonetheless, avoided that urge and led her towards the closed door. He muttered while he opened the door. "Stay behind after the club, I'll tell you then..."
The Fujioka heard Kyouya talk outside about it being almost three o' clock. Without hesitation she nodded and they both exited.
--Host Club: Closed
"Tamaki, I'll be leaving now," Kyouya called out as he grabbed his case. He threw a fleeting look at Tamaki and Haruhi before turning towards the door. "Make sure you lock the doors when you leave. Ja."
The door slammed, and everything went silent. The Fujioka cast a glance at the red-faced Tamaki. "Mm, what is it, sempai?"
Another spray of strawberry and mint. He couldn't take it anymore, that scent was completely manipulating him into releasing all that pent-up affection for the girl. But it was just affection, and that spray wanted him to blow up A.S.A.P.
Unconsciously, Tamaki advanced towards her, and placed a hand on her cheek. Haruhi wasn't at all fazed by the sudden contact. He always did it before, but it was the solemn look on his face that made her curious.
"…sempai?"
"Can't you ever stop talking?" he asked.
Talking? Haruhi never talked much, it was just that he was getting sick of the too alluring scent of her breath. There was no stinky odor to it, just the strawberry and vanilla mint was evident. It was too…enticing, begging him to release his certain strong desire that he couldn't keep inside any longer.
He grabbed Haruhi's head and jerked her towards him, allowing her to fall towards him. The whole thing ended up with his lips on her forehead.
Okay, so he felt like he wanted to kiss his daughter as a sign of affection. After all, everything (like hugs, pet names, etc) was useless and worthless in Haruhi's eyes. But a kiss? Tamaki would have to see about that.
He ripped away, hiding his eyes underneath his blond hair. After a split second, he glanced up revealing a dark line of red on his face. His face was twisted into one of awkwardness and they both shared an uncomfortable silence.
Tamaki then walked briskly to the door with his case tucked underneath his arms. He left the room with a 'Sumimasen' and a slam of the door. Haruhi only stared at the door and then she placed a hand over her forehead.
Did Tamaki just kiss her?
And it was bothering her somewhat.
But then she came to the conclusion that French people kiss 'Friends' and that Tamaki was a great friend who just wanted to show his friendship or companionship. And that she would have to return the kiss to say how much she was grateful for his support and all that crap.
...Stupid Haruhi. Never to know, I guess.
Haruhi shrugged, readied her case in her arms, and prepared to leave the club. As she opened the door, her chocolate brown eyes were once again greeted by ocean blue ones. He seemed flustered and had been surprised that Haruhi was still there.
"Daijoubu, sempai?" Haruhi asked, acknowledging his disorganized form. He flinched at that and gave her a crooked smile, and stepped aside allowing her to step out.
"I-I-I just have to…uh…close the door! Yeah, you know…lock it," Tamaki said stupidly, whipping out a metal key. There was a deafening silence between the two as the audible sound of a click was heard. Tamaki fumbled the key out and slipped it into his pockets.
"Well…J-Ja, Haruhi…"
He turned to stalk away until Haruhi grabbed his sleeve. "Matte," she said seriously. The Suoh stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Haruhi confusedly.
She placed a hand on his cheek. "A." Haruhi stood up on her toes. "Ri." His head was pulled down. "Ga." And she landed a quick peck on his forehead. "Tou." She ended, dropping down to her original height.
Tamaki was left standing there, his hand on his forehead, blushing madly. "H-H-Haruhi?!"
She stared at Tamaki with a blank face on. "Nandayo? Is there a problem?"
A problem? Oh yes, yes, yes. Haruhi gave him a kiss for the 'Friendship Crap' while he received it like: 'OMIGOD, MY DAUGHTER LUVS ME!!!"
"Y-Y-You----!" He was too much in shock to form his thoughts into real sentences. Tamaki cupped his face with both of his hands and hurried away leaving a large trail of smoke on the ground.
Haruhi could only blink. Did he take her 'friendship' sign too…weird? The Fujioka only placed a finger on her cheek as she thought.
--At night: Fujioka Residence
Haruhi never walked into a more deadly place than her house.
Once she opened the door and walked inside, an angry okama was standing near the door a katana in hand. He seemed ready to whack/kill whoever dared show up at the doorstep with his daughter. And if it was the Suoh, Hitachiin Twins, or any other arrogant boy--...No matter, Ranka has a chainsaw ready in his broom closet.
He looked ready for a baseball tournament, his wooden katana in hand and prepared to blow of the head of the intruder.
"Otousan?!" Haruhi cried, once the man had the weapon high and up over his head. But then Ranka saw that it was his daughter, and no blood or any disconnected heads and limbs appeared that night.
"Haruhi! You will never know how I miss you so much!!!" he crushed the poor high school student in his grasp and gave her a hug.
Quickly pulling her to the wooden table, he commanded her to sit on the cushion. He plopped onto the bamboo mat across the table from her, and stared at her testily.
Ranka's eyes gleamed dangerously, "Haruhi, please explain why you were so LATE at coming home last night," he asked sweetly. Haruhi stiffened as her cross-dressing father landed on that subject.
"O-Otousan, I thought you were out drinking and when I came home I didn't see you!"
"I came home early to see you, but you weren't there so I was searching for you until I found you asleep in your room," Ranka said bluntly. He then pointed at Haruhi. "Did the Hitachiin twins do anything informal? Like drag you off to be one of their play toys?!"
"O-Otousan..." Haruhi said weakly. "They didn't do that! And if you're going to blame Tamaki-sempai, he wasn't a part of this either!"
Her father's eyes started to shine dangerously. He was ready to dash to his closet and whip out his chainsaw, "Who was it then, hmm?"
"I volunteered to help Kyouya-sempai sort out his library."
Ranka's face lit up in happiness, as he clapped his hands together. "Kyouya-kun, ne? Now off to do your homework, dear! I'll proceed to buy ingredients for tonight's dinner!"
Tp, tp, tp
SLAM
Haruhi only smiled at her father's behaviour. as she took her case and slipped out her books from it. Well...now to do her homework.
--The next morning: Classroom
"Ha."
"Ru."
"HI! Ohayoooo!!!"
The twins sang, patting her head enthusiastically as she was still absorbed by that…ugh…'boring' book. The twins weren't giving her the usual glompage treatment…how strange…but she liked it. The Hitachiins finally learned about personal space…
…Or so she thought.
They were just avoiding any ways of getting lured by the scent of minty and strawberry freshness that was still evident in her mouth. The class day went by smoothly.
Smoothly in Haruhi's definition of: no twins bothering her, no twins glomping her, no twins having their hands all over her, no twins commenting about her not-so-silky hair, no twins trying to rip her away from the book.
It was bliss...
...sort of.
--HOST CLUB: Now OPEN.
"Waiiii! Haru-chan! Haru-chan!" Honey exclaimed, dragging the girl towards their table. She saw Mori seperating a large cake onto seperate plates."You have to try out our strawberry cake!!!"
At the mention of strawberries, Haruhi's interest started to rise. Honey pulled the Fujioka into a seat as a slice of cake was placed in front of her. She seemed to be staring hard at the strawberry half that was placed on a platform of cream. The other customers were treated to cake as well.
"Itadaaaaakimasu!" Honey cried for everyone, he then started to devour the cake happily. Haruhi had taken the first bite into her mouth and immediately found herself in bliss as she munched on the sweetness of it.
A fork appeared on Haruhi's plate and it surrendered its strawberry onto the dish plate. "You can have my strawberries," Mori muttered. Haruhi turned towards him and smiled.
"Thank you!"
A whiff of mint and strawberry floated towards Mori's nose and he smiled gently in response.
"You're welcome."
WHAAAAAT?!
Honey gave a large smile as his cousin wiped his mouth with a napkin. Mori finished wiping the cream of Honey's face, and he chirped happuly. "Arigatou, Takashi!"
Mori only nodded with a warm smile as he breathed in Honey's usual sweet breath. The girls squealed 'Kawaii' and Haruhi just continued eating cake. And you must say to yourself.
No wonder…
--Much Later- Host Club: Closed
"Ahem…Haruhi," a person said grabbing the Fujioka's wrist to stop her from walking. She turned towards the upperclassman in question, and saw a calm and composed Ohtori there.
"Nanda, Kyouya-sempai?"
He looked at her with a stoic face. "How was it?"
She blinked. Obviously she needed clarification with his question. The brunette toyed with the school case she had in her hand as she looked at him, "How was what?"
"Hummingbird."
A smile came onto her face as they had begun to walk down the lone hallways. "It's interesting, but I usually don't have time to read it except in my spare time. Hikaru and Kaoru bothers me, Otousan started to bug me a lot…"
"Maybe another trip to the library will help," Kyouya said a teasing look in his eyes. He pushed his glasses up his nose and looked ahead. Without hearing her reply he added abruptly, "Mm. I'll see you tomorrow."
And he walked off ahead of her. Meanwhile…
Behind a column were the two twins as they watched Haruhi walk away.
"And I was so certain that he'd do something to her," Kaoru said, clenching his fists. Hikaru nodded. They watched Kyouya and Haruhi disappear from their sight before they withdrew their peeking heads.
Kaoru sunk onto the floor and let out a long drawled sigh. "Man, Kyouya-sempai and Dono had already been snagged as victims…faster then what we had expected!"
"Honey-sempai already proven that he isn't affected," the older Hitachiin said. Hikaru leaned against his brother as he also sat on the marble.
"Mori-sempai isn't fazed by the scent."
"He hangs around Honey-sempai too much, so of course he doesn't get fazed," Kaoru mumbled. He shifted into a position where he could see his brother. "Does more bubblegum help?"
"But then the desire will be uncontrolla-" Hikaru's eyes widened as his mouth was hung open. "Ahhh…I get it!"
"Mm-hmm," Kaoru hummed as he nodding.
Hikaru's eyes met Kaoru's and they blinked in unison. They pointed at each other, their index fingers touching the tip of the other's; twin smiles came onto their face.
"Double the bubble gum-" Hikaru said, narrowing his golden eyes in mischief.
"Double the fun," Kaoru ended.
"Wanna try snag Mori-sempai?"
"Oh yeah…"
A/N: -ends up rolling on the floor- How sweet...If Haruhi knew the meaning of Tamaki's kiss then it'd be wonderful. Originally, I thought that Mori and Honey shouldn't get snagged. But then because of someone's request of having Mori affected -I can't resist little nudges and questions- I'm planning for both of the seniors to be enticed.
And so...-fangs pop out from mouth- REVEIW! RAWR! RAWR! -cough-
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