(A/N): Okay, um WOW! I only have two chapters up and this story almost already has more hits than my Fruits Basket one that has seven chapters. Have I told you all that you guys are awesome? Anyways, I am going to try and work on my stories in a more timely fashion but I run on a sporadic schedule at best so as always, bear with me. On wards to the story!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my sweet adorable Oc. Not that I would ever call her that to her face…
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The Ouran High School Host Club, a place where rich boys who have too much time on their hands spend their free time entertaining equally rich girls who also have too much time on their hands. This is the premise of my dear big brother's club. And I was being forced to experience their duties as hosts first hand.
"Hikaru, I thought you liked me the best." Kaoru pouted, his eyes watering as he looked up through his eyelashes towards his own older brother. Hikaru's eyes narrowed and a smirk that ought to be reserved for the bedroom took over his previously playful grin. Please kill me now. "Kaoru, you will always be my favorite." He grasped his chin with one of his hands. His other hand however was around my shoulders. He had situated himself between Kaoru and me at the beginning of the club and had aroused many squeals from the twin's fans.
Turning his head to look at me he slid his hand down my arm until it was resting in my hip. "But it's only fair that I let our new toy have some time of his own. After all, you get me all night long." At this Kaoru blushed on cue and then grinned cheekily. "Well then Hikaru, why don't you share?" I think my eardrums are going to burst. The girls around us nearly fainted from lack of oxygen. I swear they were about to die once Kaoru help Hikaru pull me across their laps until my head was resting against Kaoru's chest and Hikaru had his hands draped across my lap.
These girls are nuts. I craned my head looking to Kyouya or Tamaki for help but received absolutely none. Tamaki was to busy entertaining the 'princesses' to notice and when I caught Kyouya's attention all I got was what I thought was a smirk and what I thought was a glare. I couldn't tell because the light hit his glasses, which made it impossible to see what he was looking at behind the lenses. I was brought back into the reality of my situation when I heard a timid voice squeak out a question.
"Hikaru-kun, Kaoru-kun, who is he? We were going to ask earlier but we didn't want to interrupt anything." She had chocolate colored hair and equally dark eyes that were swimming with curiosity. The other three girls sitting next to her nodded their heads; they also wanted to know who the mysterious newcomer was. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back against the armrest letting out a sigh. I didn't think I looked that masculine, I didn't have this big of an issues in France. But then again I was working in Mr. Dresden's car shop and was in a tank top and greasy coveralls. And the guys back there could sniff out a female from a mile away.
When I opened my eyes, every one in our little seating cluster was looking at me. The girls trying to figure out the enigma before them, their cheeks dusted strawberry. Kaoru and Hikaru watched with small smirks, waiting for whatever story I was about to spin. Here it goes… "My name is Char, Mademoiselles. Your King was a good friend of mine a long time ago, my brother even..." I glanced in his direction allowing a small smile on my features before returning my gaze to the females before me. "So when I came looking for him because of, "I stopped myself before I said anything too revealing. Now was not the time to spill your guts out Char.
Shaking my head I continued. "Well, I needed someone and Tamaki was always the first person that came to mind no matter where I was. So he has kindly opened his home for me and allowed me to share his family with him." I ended smiling crookedly at the girls. Their faces went from strawberry to tomato red and then they gushed. "Oh wow! You poor thing what happened?" Their eyes were wet with oncoming sympathy tears and out of instinct I sprung forward. I always hated crying. No matter who was doing it.
So I felt really bad having made tears, no matter what kind come to their eyes. Tamaki is not good for my devil-may-care attitude. "Shh, now don't cry. It's nothing you should worry your pretty little head over. Don't even worry about little old me. Darling girls such as you needn't bother with someone as terrible as me." I reached out to grab the hand of the chocolate haired teen in reassurance. I looked each of the other girls in the eye steadily until their tears and whimpers subsided.
The girl whose hand I had grabbed pulled my hand up closer to her to inspect it. Her innocent eyes widened as she noticed all of the calluses and scars covering them. The others leaned in as well as she squealed. "Char-san! Your hands, what on earth have you been doing?" I pulled it back and set it in my lap. Kaoru and Hikaru had allowed me to sit down like a normal human so I was a little more at ease. "Working. I worked as a mechanic in France. My mother is in no condition to work so I helped out as much as possible."
The twins leaned against my shoulders and arched their brows at me, looking the perfect mirror images that Tamaki had described them as. "Your mother is sick?" I rubbed the back of my head. "Yes," Mental sickness counts right? "She hasn't been her best ever since Dad left. But she's not deathly ill or anything so don't you girls even think about crying." I glared only semi playfully at the rich girls and they giggled. The twins wailed and threw their arms around me in mock sympathy. "Poor little Char had to work day and night to provide for his family. So noble!" They rubbed their cheeks against mine and I rolled my eyes. I didn't even bother fighting them off. I had a feeling that they were used to getting their way and knew I had no choice. Besides, maybe they'll get bored?...
Who am I kidding. I'm never getting rid of them. Might as well get used to it now. "I'm sorry ladies but the club will be closing shortly." Kyouya had stalked up behind us somewhere between planning world domination and organizing Tamaki's new daily schedule no doubt. The girls pouted at the thought but made to get up. I stood as well. If I was going t be considered a guy it couldn't hurt to be polite could it?
Though I wasn't aware of it, Tamaki must have wormed his way deep into my subconscious those years we were growing up. I now this because apparently the two us were pulling a Hitachiin. Simultaneously we both reached out for the hand of the 'princess' who had been the most timid, for me the chocolate maiden, for Tamaki a dark haired first year. We both bowed down and kissed the girl's hand that we had captures whilst murmuring in French. "Au revoir, Mademoiselles." The only difference was our finale. Tamaki flipped his golden hair out of his eyes and gave a princely smile. While I winked at my own second year through the fringe covering my eyes and bowed deeper as I stepped backwards.
My initial bow after I let go of her hand was indeed intentional. The second one however that I did when the other girls screamed about how noble or princely, or whatever other random nonsensical crap they were spouting was not. It was merely an instinct to duck when I hear that kind of sound. Because it used to mean one of the idiots working at the shop had screwed up and something was about to blow.
Mori-sempai and Kyouya had to herd the girls out like sheep before they could shut the doors. "Whew! That was one of our more hectic days; you're a natural Char-chan! Just like Haru-chan!" A hyper blonde attacked me in a hug giggling cutely. I patted him on the head and hugged him back. "I don't know if that is a compliment or not, but thanks Hunny-sempai." He giggled and went off to talk to Mori-sempai.
"YOU WERE SO CUUUTTEEE!" Yet another hyper blonde rushed me for a hug. This time I didn't have to even try and dodge, because two sets of arms wrapped around my shoulders pulling me out of Tamaki's path of destruction. We watched as he crashed into the wall that had been previously behind me. "Tono's right though. You were pretty good Char." Kaoru gave me a thumbs up.
"Yeah, it's settled then." Hikaru slid his arm down to my waist. "You're our new toy." Both boys grinned devilishly at me before looking sideways to Tamaki's crumpled form. At their words he seemed to slowly come back to our world. His head seemed to spin around like that creepy girl from, what was that movie? Doesn't matter, it was spooky. His eyes sparked and then he rushed us screaming a war-cry. "Get your hands off of my little SISTER!" The twins took that as their cue to run for their lives .The ginger haired duo ran all around the club room with a rabid blonde nipping at their heels.
"Oi vey, to think I willingly spent my childhood with him." I sighed and turned my attention to the only other person whose budget was more on my level. "So, you are Haruhi. Yes? I didn't get to chat with you earlier." I motioned towards the door. "Why don't we go for a walk? I would very much like to get to know you better. Tamaki has told me so much about you." Behind me I heard the running, crashing, smashing, and probably the utter wrecking of the third music room come to a halt. "I would like that. Your Tamaki's childhood friend?" I held out my arm to escort her to the door in a mock Tamaki like move.
"Char! Haruhi? What are you doing? What about me?" A crestfallen Tamaki scrambled towards us. The twins were close behind. "You're our toys. We're coming too!" Tai made to hug me and I tripped him with my foot. "Laissez-moi tranquille Tamaki." Leave me alone Tamaki. "Nous avons besoin de quelque temps de fille." We need some girl time.
That seemed to shut him up, somewhat. He sighed. "Oui. Cest bien." Yes. That's fine. He sniffled and retreated to a table to eat cake with Hunny-sempai. The twins cocked their heads to the side, looking upset with being left out of the conversation. I smirked in their direction and led Haruhi out the door.
They stood, Hikaru with his arm slung across his brother's shoulders. "She's not like Haruhi. She fights back." Kaoru observed as he watched the heavy oak doors close behind the retreating females. "Yes, but that's what makes it fun. Besides, messing with her gets Tono mad too. Between her and Haruhi, we won't be bored for a long time." The two smirked and returned to packing up to leave for the day. Meanwhile a raven haired teen had his own smirk. She could be a valuable asset to the club; His eyes glanced at Tamaki who had let Haruhi go in record time that day. For more reasons than one. But just who is she? Logging on to his laptop the dark haired, and by popular consensus dark hearted, boy began to research his newest target. Nothing and no one was beyond his reach and this mysterious girl who could charm as well as Tamaki and had an air of mischief that could only be rivaled by the twins was not going to become the exception to the natural order of things.
"You speak Japanese very well for someone who had never visited before." Char was walking Haruhi home. The two where taking turns asking each other questions, only Haruhi seemed to be asking the majority of them. "Oui, I studied for years. As soon as Tamaki left and I had found out where he had gone to I began to read as many self help books as possible. Anytime a tourist came through the shop or I found anyone with even the most basic knowledge I would question and practice." I smiled at her. "Apparently it paid off." She smiled at me and pointed to the left. We turned and continued on our way to her apartment. "So you're staying with Tamaki-sempai?" I nodded. "I'm crashing at his place until I can get a job and can find somewhere to stay."
"Why don't you just stay with him though? He obviously doesn't seem to mind." Shrugging I bent down to pick up a stray newspaper. Flipping through I answered her, "I love him to bits, but I don't like owing anyone. But enough of that. Do you like working with the host club? Tamaki told me about your little adventures. I must say you are quite the brave lass to put up the lot of them." I grinned at her conspiratorially. "You know he likes you right?"
She slumped mid walk. "He says I'm his daughter. I don't think what you see as him liking me is anymore than 'Daddy' trying to show his affections." She managed to keep a passive face but I could see the scowl hidden behind it. "So you like him too then?" By now my grin was huge, stretching from ear to ear in Cheshire like proportions. She crossed her arms in front of her and turned her nose up. "He's my sempai. It alright for me to like him, we're in the same club after all."
She is either really stubborn or really dense. I skipped in front of her, cutting of her route. Leaning down so our noses were practically touching I narrowed my eyes at her. "Tamaki." All I did was say his name and I could see the wheels turning in her head. Her cheeks tinted pink, a light shade that wasn't nearly as gaudy as some of the fan girls.
Stubborn it is then. At least she isn't head over heels rabid fan girl on him. I might have had to kill her then. My grin turned smirk as was only natural in this situation. Haruhi tried her hardest to act like nothing had happened and that I hadn't found out her deepest, darkest secret. Maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration, but I felt it was necessary to portray the magnitude of the situation in her mind.
"You shouldn't do that to people Char; you're going to get slapped if you keep that up. And what was with saying Tamaki-sempai's name like that!" She was flustered now and was poorly attempting to cover it up. I slung my arm across her shoulder and pulled her along, continuing our trek. "Aww, I see why he fell for you Haruhi. You are just too cute. But I can assure you his affections are much more than simple father daughter type. He really likes you, and you like him too." She attempted to protest but I gave her a look that stated rather bluntly that if she even attempted to deny it she wouldn't get very far with me.
Slumping once again she nodded. "Alright, you win. I like Tamaki-sempai, if only a little bit." That last bit was tacked on for her sake, I disregarded it completely. "Now that you have come to terms with it, I must say I approve. You are just the right type of girl for Tamaki. And I think he'd pass as far as the right type for you. We've only just met of course, but Tamaki kept me up for hours last night telling me about your clubs little 'adventures'. I think I have a decent grasp on your personalities now."
She sighed and smiled at me. I grinned back and pointed towards then apartment complex before me. "Is this your stop then?" She seemed surprised we had already made it to her house. "Well then, I'll be off…" I turned around to try and retrace my steps and realized that with all of my wanderings and teasing and talking to Haruhi I had failed to actually see where I was going. Maybe if I wander in that direction long enough I'll get lucky, Or maybe I'll find a bus stop and can ask for directions…
"Char?" I was pulled out of my musings by Haruhi poking my shoulder. "Why don't you come in for some tea? I think my dad's home and I want to see if I can get some information to him before Kyouya-sempai rats me out." She had an impish grin all her own. "So that's how you get along with the twins so well? Haru-chan has a dark side." She laughed and pulled me up the stairs to her apartment.
When we reached her door she knocked on the door. "I'm home!" The door was open so she walked in taking her shoes off by the door. I mimed her actions and followed her into the living room. There was a clicking sound and we both turned towards the hallway. In came a long haired red head dresses in a very sharp light purple ensemble. "Oh Haru-chan! My dear daughter I missed you so much!" Said red head tackled Haruhi in a glomp style hug. "Nice to see you too Dad. Did you just get back from work?"
The red head stepped back holding Haruhi lovingly before her, wait, him? Did Haruhi just say Dad? "Yes, I had to stop in for a little bit but I have the rest of the night off so we can all kinds of fun together tonight!" It was then that he noticed me standing a couple of feet away trying to give Haruhi some space for family time between her and her, dad was it? I am so confused. Oh well, best to just roll with it.
"Haruhi, who is this?" He walked up to me and placed his fist beneath his chin in a thinking position. "Did you make a new friend?" Now he was circling me in a way that reminds me a little bit of the twins. "Nice bone structure, hairs a little wild but that shows individualism. He stepped behind me and grabbed my shoulders. "Not very broad but very strong. Average height," He tugged on my arm and I relinquished my hands from my pocket compliantly. He inspected my hands. "Rough, calloused, a hard worker. A lot of scars though, are you very clumsy dear?" I smiled in a host like fashion. He was blunt, I liked that.
"Not at all. But when you work with metal and are trying to maneuver small parts in even smaller places you tend to get hurt. Mechanics not the most glamorous job but it pays the bills." Haruhi's father, maybe, oh forget it. The red head smiled brightly. "I like this boy Haruhi. I like him quite a bit. Maybe you can get him to scare off that terrible Souh boy who's been trailing after you like a lost puppy." He turned to me and whispered like a gossiping old women. "It is really quite pathetic. He spends every moment he can with her, and then trys to suck up to me the rest of the time. Not very manly at all."
I smirked. "I know the type, always trailing after the one thing they can't have with out a clue. Not the brightest bulb in the bunch is he?" He nodded. "If you said his name was Souh then I think I might actually know the boy." Before we could go any further with our plotting, Harhi cut or collusion short. "Dad, Char! Would you two be nice?"
I smiled and bowed low in Haruhi's direction. "As you wish princess." I winked at her and then dropped to one knee. "Your every wish is my command; I am but a humble servant before your dazzling beauty and brilliance. Let me not go into this harsh world with out your favor you dazzling creature. If only I have your blessings, then I have the world."
I finished with a flourish, grabbing her hand and kissing the back of her hand. After a pause I grinned in her direction. "How was that? I'm not quite sure I got the ending right, but it felt corny so I thought I was close at least." Her eyebrow was twitching, either in annoyance or in attempt to hold back laughter. It was hard to tell. Then I heard a howling very much like what one always pictures a hyena sounding like.
"You DO know him! Oh that was perfect!" Haruhi's father was on the floor rolling in laughter. It was long before Haruhi joined him. I sat back and chuckled along with them. When we finally could breath again Haruhi sat up and looked at me. "For someone who is friends with Tamaki, you tease him worse than the twins." I grinned and then Haruhi's father sat up with a jolt. "You're friends with that boy? A respectable boy like you?" His astonishment was clear, if not a little exaggerated in my opinion.
"Yes I do know Tamaki uh, um…." I left it hanging trying to remember if I was supposed to know his name or not. "Oh, my apologies. I'm Haruhi's father if you haven't guessed. You can call me Ranka, it's my professional name." I nodded. Now it all makes sense. He's a Tranny! Ok, order has been restored in the universe of Char.
"Yes Ranka-san. I've known Tamaki for just about as long as I can remember. We grew up together in France. Actually though, I'm not a respectable boy like you say." He blinked at me. Haruhi decided to intervene. "Char is short for Charlotte, Dad. Char's a girl." I rubbed the back of my head in slight embarrassment as he gaped like a fish in my direction. "Sorry, it's kind of a game of mine. I like to see how long it takes people to get it right. Don't feel bad if you do though. I've gone weeks before people get it right some time."
He nodded and settled down. Haruhi turned back towards me. "You do a pretty good imitation of Tamaki. But if he started the host club after he left France, how is it you're so good at his hosting technique?"
"Who do you think he spent hours practicing on? He's always been the type that wanted to please the ladies. And he has always fancied himself a gift from god; he wanted to be sure he was doing his job of making sure every female he came across was left happy correctly. Unfortunately, I was the only female who he knew he could corner and practice those kinds of lines on for hours on end without taking him seriously and who would keep an unbiased opinion."
Ranka patted my shoulder in sympathy. Haruhi stood up. "I'll go start the tea then." I made to help her but Ranka waved me back to my seat. When Haruhi made it always into the kitchen he turned around to face me. "Char-chan, I have a question." I nodded and he continued. "Where are your parents?" My body stiffened a little but I forced myself to answer honestly.
"They're in France. At least, I know Mom is. Dad could be any where." Ranka nodded and leaned on the table, inspecting the wood work as he looked down. "So you came here alone."
"Yes. I'm staying with Tamaki until I can find somewhere to work and can afford a place of my own. He's going to protest, but I don't want to owe him anymore than I have to." Ranka nodded and then brought his gaze to meet my own. I had to force my self not to look away.
"What are you going to do about school then?" This was the question I didn't want anyone to ask me. With Tamaki I could always say I was on break or was taking classes on line. But with the Tranny before me who was staring at me like an actual parental figure, I was so screwed.
"Probably the same thing I've done for years now." I hoped that sounded better out loud than it had in my head. "Which would be what exactly Char?" Damn, it hadn't.
"Back in France, well. When Tamaki left my own life began to fall apart. My mother had worked for his mother as a maid of sorts. More of a caretaker than anything actually. When he left she moved in order to be closer to the hospitals she was receiving her treatments from. She didn't need us to help out anymore so we moved as well. Let's just say I like your neighborhood a lot better. You guys are like Tamaki's entire mansion estate compared to the hell hole we found.
Dad hadn't exactly been then best role model so not long after than he left off with some, I'll call her a 'dancer' to be nice. Mom didn't do so well after that. She'd always been a little weird, but she snapped. Went crazy in the literal sense. I didn't think she could work like a normal human being, but she tried for a while. Things weren't working out so well, so I quit school and took over. I haven't been involved in anything academic since then." I refused to meet his eyes. I clenched my fists in my shirt.
He let out a huff of air. He scooted over to sit next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. I tensed but relaxed after a minute. It was nice to feel like I had a parent to look after me for the first time in years. "You poor thing. How young were you?" I tried to unclench my hands. They moved stiffly. " Fourteen. Mechanic was the only job that would take me. Mr. Dresden, my boss, let me work for less than minimum wage until he had decided I was competent enough to actually deserve full pay. He was always tough, but he was my saving grace."
Ranka rubbed my arm like my parents used to do when I was younger. Back when I could trust them, back when they didn't probably need anti psychotics. Haruhi walked out then. She looked at me with wide sympathetic eyes, and I realized she had heard every word. She poured the tea and sat on the other side of me, resting her head on my shoulder.
I don't know how it happened, but I already loved these people like I loved Tamaki. He was the only person I had ever cared about besides our parents. In this short amount of time, over a cup of tea even, I had added to my family. I shrugged out of their arms just enough to grab my tea cup. I held it to my lips and swallowed the surprisingly warm tea in order to try and bring my thoughts out of the sentimental and emotional time. Coughing a little I rubbed my chest hoping that they would mistake the reddening of my cheeks as a result of being oxygen deprived and not of embarrassment.
I haven't been this obvious with emotions for years, I see Tamaki for not even a whole day and I'm already going soft "I'm not that bad off guys. Mom's well off because I haven't had to juggle school and work. And I'm really good at my job. I've managed."
Ranka sighed and it was Haruhi who spoke this time. "Managing isn't something a fourteen year old should have to do by herself." She took my now empty tea cup from my hands and set it on the table. "If you won't accept Tamaki's help, then will you let us help? Why don't you stay here with us? We can help you find a job if it means that much to you to work, and the apartments here don't cost all that much." I stared at her as she rattled on about the things they could do to help me.
I don't want to be a burden on anyone, the reason I came here was to check up on my friend and make sure he was happy, and then maybe find something to do. I was just going to stay a few weeks and then probably head home if I hadn't come up with something else for me to do by then. Now I have Haruhi and her father listing off ways they can help me find a life here. They were making it clear I would be more of a hassle if I didn't allow them to help. If it will put their minds at ease…
"Alright." Both Haruhi and Ranka stopped. "Excuse me?" "I said alright. It's clear I'm not getting out of this anytime soon and I have a feeling if I tried to leave as early as I had planned to Tamaki would throw a fit. Besides, I like it here." I smiled at them, feeling a little awkward.
"HOORAY!" I was tackled with a hug from Ranka. "Now my daughter has a girl friend! I'm so excited, and not only is she adorable but she can keep that wretched Souh boy from stepping out of line." Haruhi sighed, this time in annoyance.
"Dad, would you let go of Char, I think she's turning blue." Apologizing, Ranka released me. As I fell to the floor gasping ever so slightly Haruhi also gave me a hug. Hers was tamer than her father's. "It's going to be better here Char, just wait." I smile down at her and hugged her back. "Thanks for everything Haruhi." She looked up a little confused, but she let it go.
I let go and walked towards the door. Turning around I bowed low in thanks to Ranka. "Thank you very much. I should probably be going though. Tamaki is the worrying type and if I don't get back soon I'm never going to hear the end of it." Ranka waved from his seat on the floor and Haruhi showed me out. As she opened the door a pair of ginger headed twins fell to the floor.
"Hikaru? Kaoru? What are you guys doing here? Are you spying on us!" Haruhi growled at the two teens on the floor at her feet as they pulled themselves to their feet. I waved her back though. "My turn to help out, I got this." I grabbed them both by the ears and pulled them back out the door. Haruhi stood in the door way shaking her head at us.
I didn't let go until we had gotten to the very bottom of the apartment's staircase.
"...!" I threw them in front of me and then watched as they both grabbed for their by now bright red ears. "Hey! What was that for?" I was still getting the hang of which was which, but it sounded like Hikaru. "Yeah. That wasn't very nice." That was Kaoru fro sure. He seemed only a little angry; obviously he knew they deserved it. Hikaru on the other hand…
"Where did you get the idea that you could just run off with out telling us where you where going Toy?" He stressed my new pet name while sneering at me. I sighed and walked past them. They stood shocked at being ignored before rushing to catch up with me.
"Where did you and Haruhi go off to?" Kaoru, I think. "A walk, then we stayed at her house for some tea and to talk to her father." I didn't look at him as we talked; I was busy trying to remember landmarks this time. "You were gone for three hours." Hikaru, definitely. He sounded accusing, like he didn't believe me. "Yes, we were."
He growled and then spun me around to face him. "It's rude not to look at people when you're talking to them." He had my wrist in his hand and his grip was rather tight. "I'm sorry, Master. Will you forgive me?" I looked at him fiercely, my tone dripping with acidic sarcasm. He paused at my tone but decided to continue his attack on my person. "Master huh? I could get used to that. I think you should call me that from now on Toy." I wrenched my hand back from him.
"What ever you say Master, If you'll excuse me…" I began walking off towards where I thought would lead me to Tamaki's place. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to see them both standing there with their arms crossed. "You called?" They tsked their tongues and their arms encircled me. "What kind of master's would we be if we let our Toy walk home alone? She might get hurt or stolen." They held me in place, pulled tightly to their chests. I have been in a good mood and was not going to let these two hooligans blow it.
A sleek black Mercedes pulled up next to us and the driver stepped out and opened the door, ushering us in. I was pulled in with no regard for my personal feelings on the matter. They sat me on their laps sitting so close together I would have had to fight hard to get a seat of my own.
The two of them didn't talk as we rode. Hikaru stole my hat from me and set it on his head and Kaoru ran his fingers through my hair. Hikaru's hands snaked around my waist and he leaned forward to whisper in my ear. "Next time tell us where you're going." I tried to turn around and glare at him but found it would take more effort than it was worth.
"So is it because you care, or because you don't want to lose your newest plaything?" He smirked into my neck. "Guess." He was trying his hardest to get a reaction out of me. I wasn't going to let him win though, that would have been too much stroking for his ego.
"I promise not to run away or kill myself so Master won't get bored." Sighing I leaned backwards into them. I was tired which made no sense to me. I hadn't done anything all that physically taxing today yet I was more tired than I had been in months. I guess it has just been on of those days.
The tow of them shared a look. I could feel their heads move as I leaned backwards closing my eyes. They switched to each having an arm around me; Hikaru moved his arm so I could lie on his shoulder more comfortably. Kaoru placed an arm around my waist and continued running his fingers through my hair and across my scalp.
They were doing a very good job of lulling me to sleep. In a matter of seconds I was out.
Sometime latter I was being picked up and found myself looking around into an alien environment. My eyes were heavy and I closed them back, not caring where I was, the person who was carrying me was warm and soft and that was all that mattered. I felt myself going up stairs and I could hear the click of hard wood. Sometime later I was being set down on a warm plush surface. I tried to open my eyes again but a blanket was put over me and I succumbed to the darkness. Before I passed out I felt two warm kisses on each of my cheeks. "Good night Toy."
Meanwhile in the mansion of one hyperactive blonde boy…
"Kyouya! Take this seriously! She walked Haruhi home five hours ago, she must be lost or kidnapped or dying in some alleyway." Tamaki was pacing back in forth in his lavish bedroom fretting for his friend who was currently missing in action. "It isn't like her to disappear for hours on end without at least calling me!" He was practically screaming into the phone, holding it at arms length as he dramatically fell to the plush bed behind him.
On the other end of the phone Kyouya was rubbing his temples in an attempt to restrain himself from losing his cool. Sliding his glasses up the bridge of his nose he let out an exasperated sigh. "Has it even occurred to you to call Haruhi to ask her if Charlotte is still there? She may just have gotten caught up in 'girl talk' or something like it."
Tamaki stopped starring at his ceiling in complete despair. "Kyouya! You are a genius mon ami! Merci!" With that he rather unceremoniously hung up on his friend. As he reached to dial his daughter his phone began to ring in his hands. Startled he tossed it up into the air. "Ahh!" He fumbled it quite a bit before catching it as he fell over onto his perfectly sculpted face. Rubbing his chin he flipped open the phone.
"Hello? Who is this?" To say he was disappointed would be a slight understatement. "Yo boss. It's us." The twins, what do they want? "Can I help you two?" He didn't want to be rude of course, but he was very anxious for his little Char.
"No, we thought you'd just want to know that our toy is spending the night with us." Tamaki nodded. "Alright that's fine, whatever. I need to make a phone call so I'll talk to you two tomorrow." There was a moment of uncomfortable silence. "Really? Cool. Night Boss." The twins hung up and left Tamaki staring at his cell phone. As he was flipping through his directory for Haruhi's number he paused. The twin's words were finally sinking in to his skull, past his golden locks and ounce of hair gel. "We thought you'd just want to know that our toy is spending the night with us."
Toy... Spend the night… The Twins!
"Hitachiins!"
(A/N) Alright guys, that was chapter three. Can't wait to hear what you think. Oh and Konekoko, you are quite the epic person. Thank you for the help with the French, I am so thankful for your help. I like the one phrase you sent that you said was Host Clubish, it is perfect and can't wait to use it.
Thank you all for reading and possibly reviewing!
Lots of Love from Me to You,
-Rat
