Beigedecore: Hello again! This is the second chapter of this fanfiction, so you can judge me harshly now!~
Naru: You sound like an idiot.
Beigedecore: What did you just say!?
Naru: You must have lost brain cells since I last saw you. I won't repeat myself.
Beigedecore: *tick on forehead* Grrrr…
Mai: Hey, Beigedecore-chan!
Beigedecore: *annoyed look disappears* Oh, hello Mai~! How is Yakunan? Did she insult just before you popped in~?
Mai: *tick on forehead* Yeah…
Yakunan: *deathly aura* I am in this fanfiction too, do you know?
Beigedecore and Mai: *become pale*
Cassidy: Well, at least your fanfiction isn't being deleted… *terrifying shadows swarming behind her*
Mai: Eh? Who are you?
Beigedecore: I'll explain later, but we've got to get on with this fanfiction! *whispers* And I want to escape these two formidably scary auras!
Teabags
Yakunan stared at him. "Do I need a type?"
"Yes, you certainly do!"
There was some excited chattering, and Yakunan glanced back to see some girls occupying the lounge she was supposed to be at. She didn't bother excusing herself and went over to them, sitting down on the windowsill next to them, seeing as she wanted to have an effect on them (just to get Tamaki to stop pestering her and be satisfied).
After a few seconds, they looked around in confusion, then saw Yakunan on the windowsill with her hair fluttering softly in the breeze. It may have been their imagination, but it seemed possible that there were sparkles around her.
Yakunan was just trying to impress Tamaki so he would get off her tail.
"Why don't you join us, Himakocha-senpai?" one of them invited, her voice soft and cheerful, a light blush dusting her cheeks.
Yakunan got off the window and sat next to them. "Of course. The breeze is very relaxing, don't you think?"
'It certainly soothes my nerves and lowers my want to throttle a certain someone.' She glared briefly at Tamaki, causing him to sulk in a corner.
The three girls nodded vigorously, blushing slightly and not seeming to notice the sideways glare she had thrown at the President. "Oh, yes!" "Very relaxing!" "Especially since it is spring!"
'In this club, it feels more as though the girls are catering to us than the other way around. It is somewhat ridiculous.' Again, she gave a small smile and watched as they fangirled.
"Oh, H-himakocha-senpai," one girl asked shyly. "What product do y-you use in y-your hair? I-it is very nice."
"Just Hima-senpai," Yakunan corrected her. "And I use a product that I buy in Italy whenever I go over to visit."
They swooned. "Italy? So romantic!"
She shrugged. "I only stay for a week once a year, if that."
"Hima-senpai," one girl asked quietly. "Can you to tell us about the mansion in Italy you own?"
Yakunan shook her head. "I own a normal suburban home there. There isn't any need for a mansion."
"Really?" "No mansion?" "You don't need it?"
Again, she shook her head a negative. "No. To live, you don't need to much space."
"Is that true?"
She nodded. "Do you want to know how to live humbly?"
The girls looked at her curiously. Yakunan was dying inside - from laughter. "What does that mean?" "It sounds hard."
"Only use what you need to and do things yourself." She stated with a wise tone, smirking behind a teacup.
A type of humming sound came from the girls, and they tilted their heads, as if trying to take it in. "Like commoners?"
Yakunan's inward laughter intensified, a small chuckle escaped her. All three of the girls swooned, blushing red. "If you put it that way, then yes."
They fangirled a little, and Yakunan thought she saw hearts in their eyes and dancing around their heads. She blinked to attempt to clear her vision, wondering why she had so much that could only be defined as 'Ouran Logic'. Or maybe rich people were just like that.
When Yakunan realised they were all blushing and swooning with no sign of stopping in the next ten seconds, she made a polite gentlemanly move. It was mainly to quiet them down and satisfy Tamaki, whose gaze was pinned on her over the back of his sofa. "Would you like some tea, giovani signore [young ladies]?" she threw in some Italian to bump up her hosting. If she really wanted to flirt with them, she could rev up her performance at any time.
They began swooning, blushing covering both their faces and necks. Yakunan repressed an annoyed tick when she heard things like 'how romantic!' and 'how lucky!' "Le signore [ladies]?" she said in a questioning tone.
They saw her gesturing to the tea and all blushed harder. "S-sorry… yes please…"
"It's fine." Yakunan poured some tea, an air of sophistication around her. When she finished, she looked up. "Here."
The tea was received with different reactions when the girls saw some teabags lying on a saucer. "What are those?" they asked.
Yakunan looked at them and then back up. "Teabags." She sighed inwardly. Mai had forced her to carry them around because of her tea addiction. Yakunan begrudgingly admitted that it was rather convenient, but always grumbled and complained whenever Mai mentioned it - well, as much as someone as private as her would grumble and complain anyway.
"Tea bags?" "I think I've heard of them before…" "Don't commoners use them?" "So they don't have time to use proper tealeaves?"
A tick appeared on the back of Yakunan's head, but she willed it to go away. Thinking quickly of what could put a stop to their talk of 'commoners', she came across the perfect thing. She chuckled again, knowing that the girls would start swooning and blushing, and cease referring to middle-class citizens as commoners.
As she predicted, this drew their gazes, and their faces heated up. They started squealing and fangirling again, much to - Yakunan hesitated to think - the 'relief' of the two 'commoners' in the room.
"Damn these filthy rich jerks…" Haruhi was muttering under her breath after being forced to stay and watch the newest host.
Back at the host table, the fangirling was continuing, and Yakunan was getting tired.
"Bishounen!" a girl blushed, saying it softly. The other two quickly agreed with her, their faces getting somewhat redder than before.
"Bishounen?" the long-haired, cross-dressing host questioned, her attention grabbed. The three of them silenced, their blushes still prominent, looking a little embarrassed. Yakunan repeated the question, feeling slightly annoyed that they didn't answer the first time.
One of them, who Yakunan vaguely remembered was called Rei, answered. "Well… y-you are… beautiful…" here there was a lot of blushing, and not just from her. "And y-you are a man, s-so… we th-thought…"
Seeing that there wasn't much more of an answer, Yakunan cut her off by smiling. "I do not mind, then."
Their heads snapped towards her with their mouths dropped open, and they appeared much like Mai when she was apologised to by Naru. Then… the fangirling recommenced. Yakunan didn't mind for a few seconds, thinking about that words 'beautiful' and 'man'. She supposed, then, that bishounen meant 'beautiful man'.
At the conclusion of the ten minute session, the brunette tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, turning back to the kitchen with cups, saucers and teapots skillfully perched on her arms and hands. After putting them down, Yakunan went back out to her area, only to find the Host Club - bar Haruhi - and most of the girls fussing over the box of teabags she had left on the table. She deadpanned, thinking that rich people were either very sheltered or very stupid. Most likely a mix of both.
With a few smooth movements, she walked over and took the teabags from their hands, putting them back in the box. Tamaki picked the box up, not realising Yakunan's intention, and not noticing how her smile became slightly threatening. "What is this?" he asked, looking at it in pure (and stupid, Yakunan mentally added) curiosity.
"Read the packet." Yakunan answered, forcing down the annoyance from her voice.
He did so, and looked back at her in confusion. "I've never seen this brand before. Is this the kind that's already made?"
She gave him an indecipherable look that could have meant anything from 'what do you think it is?' to 'you are a complete idiot'. Haruhi saw this and guessed that it might have been both. "You were looking at them before. I would think you would know."
Tamaki wilted slightly, but his expression was thoughtful.
"It's prepackaged?" a girl asked out loud to her friend.
A look of realisation crossed his face. "Wow, I've heard of this before. It's commoners' tea. You just soak the teabags in hot water and it becomes tea."
"I didn't know there was such a thing." "So, it's true then, commoners don't even have enough free time to make their tea the proper way."
"Commoners are pretty smart." Kyoya commented, still holding his black notebook.
"Sixty teabags for two hundred yen?" One of the twins, Kaoru, commented. Yakunan thought he was Kaoru for two reasons, one being that his voice was higher than Hikaru's and he tended to be the less mischievous and more mature of the twins.
"Wouldn't that be about sixty grams?" the other of the pair, Hikaru, questioned.
"That's a lot less than we normally pay." They stated in unison.
Ticks were present on the forehead of Haruhi and on the back of Yakunan's head as they listened to what sounded like a ludicrous discussion by high school students. 'Couldn't the gakubu-chou [Dean] have sent me to a normal school?' Yakunan sighed inwardly, thinking of a thousand ways to kill the Dean, and none of them were under 'M rate'.
With a sigh, Yakunan picked up the teabags. "I will make tea the proper way, then," she paused. "Though I will not be able to attend you ladies as quickly if I do so."
"No, we'll drink it if we have to! I'm sure it will taste great!" one of Yakunan's customers broke in with some amount of urgency. The host in concern wondered why she had to take all the stupidity thrown her way by the hosts.
"That's right! We'll keep it! I'm going to give it a try!" Tamaki pointed his finger in the air dramatically. The girls and most of the Host Club members applauded him when he said so, while Haruhi and Yakunan had at least one tick on their head.
A second later, Tamaki pointed emphatically at Haruhi and I. "Alright, Haruhi-kun, Yakunan-senpai! Get over here and make some of this commoners' tea with teabags!"
"I hate all these damn rich people." Haruhi grumbled next to Yakunan. "They did the same with the instant coffee too…"
The older of the two patted the other's head (while ignoring the sudden fangirling that was a result of the action). Haruhi looked up in curiosity. "Huh?"
Yakunan's expression became slightly annoyed. "I don't want to explain, but seeing as you lack the brain cells," she tugged the first year over to a table to make the tea, disregarding the ticks that had appeared on her head. "It means I agree with you."
As Haruhi picked up a teapot that had appeared out of nowhere, she smiled at Yakunan. "Well, thank you, senpai."
With a curt nod, the thank you was responded to with 'your welcome', and they stood back from the finished tea. "Here, Suoh-san/Tamaki-senpai."
"Let the tasting begin." He announced, flourishing hand and posing like a demented model (he looked like a demented model at least in Yakunan's eyes). His customers and those of the twins received drinks, but they only stared doubtfully at it, shifting around.
"I'm a little scared to drink this stuff." "I'm afraid if I drink this, my father will yell at me."
The tick on the back of Yakunan's head pulsed a little harder, but she kept her temper as much under control as possible. She drew a girl's attention, a fake smile on. The girl's cheeks warmed at the sight. "I don't think you will get yelled at… just keep it a secret for me, okay?"
She nodded rapidly. "O-okay! I will!" she took a sip. "Wow, it tastes like normal tea!"
With one more smile, Yakunan nodded her head and herded the girls who were supposed to be her next customers over to her table for the last five minutes. As soon as they sat down, the questions began again.
"So, why aren't you wearing the uniform?"
The host shrugged. "The uniform is expensive, so I didn't get one."
They gasped in surprise. "So you're a commoner?"
With a nod, Yakunan responded. "Yes, I am. It isn't too hard though."
"Resourceful!" "Brave!" "So handsome!"
The last comment came to her hearing, and she blinked. "Did you just call me… handsome?"
The girl who this was directed at blushed. "Well… some of my friends say so."
It was then that Yakunan was vaguely reminded of her first case with the SPR.
- Flashback -
Yakunan watched in amusement at the interactions between Kazuya and her roommate, Mai. "So why did you go into the ghost hunting business?" the young girl was asking.
"Because someone had to do it." He answered shortly.
Mai asked a few more questions, but Yakunan had tuned out, her annoyance showing in the form of a tick on her head when she couldn't set up a few monitors properly.
"Wow, clever and handsome too!" Mai's comment pierced her concentration. She blinked twice in amused surprise and turned around to see Naru looking at Mai with a curious look.
"You think… I am handsome?"
Mai blushed and stuttered. "Well, the girls in school said so…!"
He smirked. "Then they have good taste."
For a moment, Mai just stared at him before turning around with an annoyed and incredulous look on her face and muttered something forcefully.
Not knowing that she had just witnessed the making if Kazuya's nickname, she chuckled silently, seeing how they were almost immediately having such amusing interactions. Usually, Yakunan had to wait a lot longer to see any type of funny interaction between Mai and another person, but she always had a way of opening people up and bringing out their true selves gradually.
- End of Flashback -
Yakunan's lip quirked up to one side as a slightly mischievous look sparked for just a moment on the very edge of her eyes. "Then they have good taste."
The girls blushed, and were completely silent for a moment… before they started fangirling even louder than before. Yakunan's expression switched back to her politely pleasant and slightly distant front.
After more conversations were had and more tea was drank, Yakunan hosted one more group, then finished for the day. She went around to see if there was anything she could do, as she disliked the prospect of more boredom and wanted something to occupy her time.
"So he had this nightmare that made him bolt up and fall out of bed." She heard Hikaru laughing off to one side. She looked over to the table the twins were sharing with two girls.
"Hikaru, don't tell them that story." Kaoru's eyes became damp and he frowned sadly. "I asked you not to tell anyone that. Why are you so mean to me?"
Hikaru took his twin's chin in his hand and pulled Kaoru closer. "I'm sorry, Kaoru." His voice was low and slightly husky, which caused Yakunan to give them an annoyed and slightly disgusted look. "I didn't mean to upset you. But you were so adorable when it happened I had to tell them. I'm sorry."
A small, almost unnoticeable frown appeared on her face and one of her eyebrows shot up somewhat, her expression highly critical and very irritated. Haruhi watched from the side and merely sighed, knowing that this reaction would be common amongst most normal people. Yakunan's frown became more intense when she thought she may possibly have seen red, sparkly roses appear behind them. She was of the opinion that it was stupid.
When Kaoru gave his brother a watery smile and forgave him with a sickeningly sweet expression on his face, the two girls they had been sitting with started fangirling crazily. "I've never seen brotherly love quite like that!"
Her eyebrow merely rose further, and she saw the questoinable display as not brotherly love, but 'twincest'. With one last frown, she shook and turned away, deciding that staying there and pondering over that would be bad for her health.
Smiling at some customers who had sighted her and waved, one thought echoed through Yakunan's head.
'This club is insane…'
Mai: So, who is Cassidy?
Beigedecore: She's a character in a Harry Potter fanfiction on my wattpad account~ I have, of course gotten way better at character development and rationality, so now my character isn't as overpowered as the other one! Yay~!
Cassidy: I thought being overpowered was cool! Weren't you going to finish the fanfiction on my second year at Hogwarts?
Mai: Why did her mood change?
Yakunan: *murmurs* She hates being woken up in the mornings and she has AB blood type.
Mai: Oh…
Beigedecore: I'll probably transfer my story to Fanfiction and rewrite it, so Cassidy, you aren't being deleted.
Cassidy: That's good, phew!
Beigedecore: But I'm gonna change your personality~!
Cassidy: HHHUUUHH!? You can't do that!
Beigedecore: Yes, I can! I'm the author, remember~?
Cassidy: *slumps over in defeat*
Hani: Hey, Beige-chan! You forgot something~!
Beigedecore: Huh~?
Hani: Read the next chapter and Review this one!
Cassidy: And even though I'm not in this fanfiction, follow and favourite!
Beigedecore: How did I forget again!?
Mai and Cassidy: *drag away Beigedecore, who is ranting about being forgetful and disorganised*
Yakunan: *sweatdrops*
Hani: Hey, Ya-chan, why are the two strangers dragging away Beige-chan?~
Yakunan: Don't bother about it.
