Kimi wa Host: Chapter 3
Initiation of the Plan
Tomoyo was NOT happy.
NOT.
HAPPY.
ONE.
BIT.
No matter how much she tried to look at the 'bright' side of things. She couldn't see them…
None at all…
Okay Tomoyo. The raven-haired girl thought to herself inhaling exasperatingly.
She quickly checked her outfit for any flaws. Tomoyo had wanted to wear something that would not turn any of the guys on, at this comment Sakura had pointed out Tomoyo would turn any guy on even if she wore a sumo suit (which the other girls agreed); but because Chiharu had told her to wear something semi-formal, her plan was ruined. So Tomoyo decided to go for the somewhat sophisticated look. She wore her hair down with a black butterfly clip on her right side and a long sleeved white blouse with the upper arm sleeves poofy and the ends of her sleeves flared out. Over the blouse, she wore a leather black corset. Her lower half consisted of a long black skirt that ran pass her knee high leather boots.
When she was finished, Tomoyo faced the cursed door. Of course the door itself was not actually cursed itself, after all, it looked like someone had polished the door to the point that it practically glowed! And what a shiny door it was…umm anyways…
"Arghh, this is no time to admire the craftsmanship Tomoyo!" the raven heiress muttered to herself. It was getting late and she didn't want to stand in the middle of this shady looking alleyway any longer. She looked to her left, the flickering street lights illuminating the alley. Oh how she wanted to run back home right now! Tomoyo whimpered and crouched down to hug her knees. She suddenly did a double take and remembered the note that Chiharu had given her before her mission.
"Read this if you find yourself in a pinch!" Chiharu had said smiling
She drove her hand into her purse and reached for a folded note and unfolded the paper revealing rough writing scribbled hastily on it in blue pen. Only 3 words were etched on it (and a little chibi face of Chiharu after the words).
Don't give up!!
Tomoyo crunched up the paper in her hand and threw it down, stomping on it like a mad woman. How is THIS going to help me Chiharu baka!! She inwardly sobbed. She then stood up and smacked her cheeks as if to help her concentrate on her main goal.
"OKAY! I can DO this!" She wiped the tears from her eyes.
"My name is NOT Daidouji Tomoyo for nothing!" She clenched her fingers until her knuckles turned pure white, her eyes burning with passion and power. She proceeded to grab the handle and turn the knob when the door swung toward her indicating that it was being opened from the inside.
"After you Akane-san…oh!" The boy realized Tomoyo was blocking the way of his clients.
"Ah! S-Sorry…" Tomoyo mumbled and quickly stepped aside. "No problem Miss" The boy gave her a dazzling smile (which Tomoyo would like to point out was forced). The said 'Akane-san' passed her with her long curly brunette locks and hour glass body. She roughly bumped Tomoyo's shoulder saying a "You're in OUR way" with a "humph" and held out her hand for the man to take it, which he took and offered to walk her to her car. Tomoyo looked at the brunette boy's back…
"He was sorta cute…" Tomoyo mumbled but the throbbing pain on her shoulder brought her back to reality.
Tomoyo silently cursed the girl and rubbed her shoulder to relieve the pain. As soon as she gathered her courage once again, she stepped inside and was met by a dim lit corridor. Tomoyo, practically seeing the word "CREEPY" written all over the place, thought of high tailing it outta there but her legs said other wise. She found herself in front of another enchanted looking door. It was once again wood but had what seemed like vines wrapped around it and in the center was a black butterfly (fake of course) and little butterflies adorning around it.
What is this? Secret Garden? Tomoyo thought sourly as if behind it were some woman eating beast. She hesitantly grabbed the knob and opened the door. A scent of fresh lilies invaded her nostrils and she swung the door open wide with a little jingling sound from the bells and stepped inside.
"Welcome!" Two male voices broke out and she immediately turned her head after she had shut the door. A boy with black hair and squinted eyes smiled at her from behind a counter of a bar and the other boy, one with wire-rimmed glasses and azure hair sat on a leather couch with two girls sitting, as Tomoyo put it, comfortably on both of his sides.
Tomoyo eyed him disgusted, which he didn't catch, and she bowed slightly acknowledging their welcome. The black haired boy walked up to her and asked for whom she was seeking. She handed him the card and he glanced at it for a second and walked over to the azure haired boy, whispering something into his ear.
As Tomoyo watched the boy walk away, she noticed the boy's nametag. Sooo…this is the guy Chiharu has a crush on… She thought to herself as she played with her locks. She looked around the dimly lit room to take in her surroundings. Pictures hung on the walls mostly of black butterflies or the starry sky. A huge vase of white lilies was placed at the end of the counter of the bar and one small vase was on the glass table in front of her filled with blood red roses. Tomoyo reached for a rose and took in its wonderful scent. Feeling a pair of eyes on her she looked to the 'womanizers', as she liked to label our azure-eyed lad, direction and their gazes locked. Tomoyo frowned a little and turned away, tossing her hair over her shoulder and setting the rose back in the glass vase.
Yamazaki walked up to her again asking "Miss Daidouji, would you like to see him now, or would you like to wait until his clients leave?"
She took the card he held out to her and smiled at him. "Now is fine" She said and he led her to where the womanizer sat.
Tomoyo seated herself comfortably across the blue-eyed lad, a table dividing the two. "Would you like to sit…" Eriol began but Tomoyo had cut him off. "I'm fine here, thank-you" She said, crossing her right leg above her left as she tossed her hair behind her shoulder again. Unknown to the two, Yamazaki, who had no clients at the moment, watched curiously.
The air was turning sour and Tomoyo knew it was, yet did nothing of it. Eriol, feeling a little startled by this newcomers actions, decided to turn his attention to the girl on his right; who had been calling his name for the past minute.
Tomoyo fought the urge to yawn and her polite posture was killing her back. Oh…wait…I'm supposed to find a way to get closer to him… The Daidouji heiress contemplated but then denied the idea for never in a million years would she get 'chummy' with this womanizer…
Eriol was about to talk to the raven-haired beauty when the door opened, setting off the jingling noise of the bells. It was Syaoran, who seemed, Yamazaki inferred, as if someone (or some girl) had ruffled his feathers too much. Tomoyo looked at the boy she had encountered earlier and Syaoran turned his head her way saying a quick "hello" to make up for his absentness earlier. Tomoyo gave him a dazzling smile and a nod, making Syaoran stare in awe and even Yamazaki blush a little in response. Eriol took notice and quickly stopped himself before he frowned.
Why didn't she look at HIM like that?
Tomoyo turned around to face Eriol, her expression drastically changing when their eyes met. Eriol noticed this too.
What's her DEAL? he thought, his inner self frowning even more.
"Ne Eriol-san…" The girl to his right whined, seeing that his attention was not on her but the raven-haired tramp across from them. She looked at Tomoyo disgusted as she snuggled closer to Eriol.
"Hmm..?" Eriol broke his gaze and looked at…umm what was her name again? Eriol inwardly sweat dropped having not remembering his clients name.
"Why don't we ditch these two losers and you can come with me to my suite…" She purred seductively into his ears. The girl to Eriol's left overheard and glared at her, securing her arm around the lad even more. Tomoyo didn't hear anything; frankly she didn't even CARE for that matter. All she wanted to do was sit at home and watch her midnight soaps as she cuddled on her comfy sofa.
"Sorry my princess…but I'm going straight home after this…I'm feeling a little…tired…" Eriol lied smoothly and gave her an apologetic smile.
"Maybe some other time…" He lied again, whispering it into her ear so only she could hear it. The girl in turn squealed with delight and hugged him to the other girl's dismay.
"Eriol-kun! You've been ignoring me again!" The short haired girl to his left pouted cutely at him.
"Ah…I'm so sorry Megumi-san…I promise you I won't do it again" Eriol diverted his attention from the girl who's name Eriol could not remember and gave Megumi his full divided attention. Tomoyo wanted to roll her eyes.
Suddenly, Megumi's cell phone rang and she picked it up, looking at the caller's name. She let out a gasp and quickly picked up her purse.
"Forgive me Eriol-kun! But I have to excuse myself for the night" She stood up, brushing the creases from her skirt.
"Let me escort you out at least Megumi-san….As a sign of my apologies" Eriol stood up and gestured for her to follow him. Megumi nodded and the two left the room silently. Yamazaki and Syaoran watched the door shut and their eyes quickly darted over to the two girls Eriol had left behind. A bit of anxiety could be seen on their faces.
Tomoyo felt the girl's gaze on her harden and she sat up, one leg over the other and tossed her light brown hair behind her in a swift motion.
"Let me make this clear you bitch" She started. Tomoyo inwardly sighed, preparing for a long and annoying declaration.
"Eriol is MINE...so don't think you can have him!" She eyed her again.
'Ahhh so her true colors are shown…' Tomoyo thought uninterested. She had her right elbow propped on the chairs arm rest and her chin in her palm. Tomoyo kept her eyes locked on the beautiful lilies across the room and sighed. Yamazaki and Syaoran were already prepared to calm down the two girls in case a cat fight would break out like last time. And last time it was NOT pretty. The two boys decided to interfere when things got passed the deadly 'trade-of-insults' stage.
Tomoyo started tuning out the girl when she went on to discuss her love for Eriol. She felt a yawn coming on and she accidentally let one slip, covering her mouth in the process. Tomoyo cursed…she knew what would come next…
"And his eyes are so---What? Do you think I'm boring?! Have you been ignoring me?!" The girl leaned forward at the edge of her seat, her arms folded across her chest. Tomoyo knew she shouldn't retort but she did anyways…the old Daidouji pride running through her veins and all…
"Would you PLEASE be quiet? You're so noisy…" Tomoyo said calmly as she finally made eye contact with the girl, her chin still resting in her palm. The girl looked at her shocked and then shook in anger. Tomoyo described it as a cat getting ready to pounce on it's prey. The raven haired beauty let out a sigh and sat up straight, switching the positions of her legs.
"Look...I am not here to steal that guy from you…" Tomoyo yawned again and sat back in her chair.
The girl glared at her again not believing Tomoyo's words.
"Believe what you will…there's no point in me arguing with girls like you anyways…" Tomoyo dismissed the conversation with a wave of her hand and she continued to do what she was doing earlier, staring at the lilies, her chin in her palm.
The girl stood up and marched around the glass table, her eyes dead set on Tomoyo's impassive face. Tomoyo sighed again.
"May I help you?" She said turning around to meet her gaze.
"I'll show you to be smart with me you freaking bitch!" The girl raised a hand above Tomoyo and brought it down to smack her. Tomoyo didn't even flinch at the action.
Before her hand could connect to Tomoyo's face, another hand stopped hers.
"Aizawa-san…that is not a wise idea" The chestnut haired boy said calmly, but his voice cold and hard.
Just as Tomoyo had predicted, Yamazaki and Syaoran were both by her side in a flash. The girl tried to free her arm from Syaoran's grasp but he was too strong for her.
"L-Let me go you insolent---!" The hot-headed teen yelled as she struggled to free herself.
"It seems you broke your promise Kumiko-san" Another voice broke out from behind. All eyes were on Eriol as he gently closed the door with a light thud. He walked up to the group and Syaoran finally released his grasp and made way for Eriol, walking over to stand by Tomoyo with Yamazaki.
"E-Eriol-san! It's a lie! It was that girl! She insulted me and I merely wanted to talk things through with her!" Kumiko faked tears as she covered her face with her hands, sobbing her eyes out. Eriol eyed Tomoyo, his face surprised. Fake surprise, Tomoyo noted. She looked at the sobbing girl and half glared at her. She really didn't feel like dealing with this right now.
"Lying is a sin you know…" Tomoyo retorted, examining her nails. "…well I guess you've already displayed most of them to begin with" she added. Yamazaki and Syaoran stared at her in amusement.
With that comment the girl sobbed harder. "Y-You see! She's being so mean to me!" She choked out through her sobs and cried onto Eriol's chest.
"Kumiko-san…" Eriol placed his hands onto her shoulders and looked into her tear stained eyes. They stayed like that for a long while before Eriol's lips parted.
"…You are hereby banned from Paradise…" He gently shoved the girl backwards and made his way to the cash register with the money he received from Megumi. Tomoyo stared at him a bit surprised and Kumiko had a horror stricken expression on her face.
"You can't DO this to me!" She shouted at Eriol, temporarily deafening the other three.
"Like I said! It wasn't me! These three worked together so they could get rid of me!" She pointed an accusing finger at the three.
"Hey now…" Yamazaki held his hands up in the air to try and calm her down.
"Ughh I HATE dealing with girls like her…" Syaoran said exasperatingly as he ran a hand through his hair. Tomoyo looked at the two boys amused.
She would help them out just this once.
"Now you're blaming everything on us? How childish can you be?" Tomoyo looked at her from the corner of her eyes. She stood up from her seat and crossed her arms, her eyes still on Kumiko.
"There's no use changing that guy's mind…He already saw what happened…" Tomoyo stated, pointing her thumb to Eriol behind her. "And besides" she added "I think he would choose to believe Yamazaki-san and Li-san before he would believe someone like YOU" she gestured to the said two to make her point clearer.
Why am I the only one referred to as 'that guy'? thought the Londoner, a frown letting loose on his features.
"Why you…!" Kumiko glared at Tomoyo with pure hatred. She was about to attack Tomoyo again but she noticed the three dark stares she was receiving from the boys of Paradise. She haughtily turned with a haughty scoff and marched straight out the door slamming it as loud she could, causing the room to shake. Syaoran sighed.
"Hey Eriol…What are we going to do if she tells people about our place?" Syaoran questioned, turning his head to face Eriol who was currently making himself a drink.
"Don't worry…She comes from a rich class family, if her father finds out she went to a Host Club I think she would suffer much more then we would" He said calmly. Syaoran 's mouth parted in understanding.
Eriol walked over to Tomoyo who had gone back to sitting down on the chair and offered her a glass.
"No thanks, last time I checked, drinking was illegal for me…" Tomoyo retorted lightly. Eriol looked at her intrigued. He examined thedrink in his hand thoughtfully and continued to stare at her.
"I don't recall lemonade being 'illegal' Daidouji-san…" Eriol held the glass cup up to her again. The girl inspected it a bit and sighed, taking it while mumbling a low 'thanks'. She sniffed it making sure it was alright to drink. Finally satisfied, she took a sip and realized she was indeed very thirsty. Somewhere along the short exchange of words, Syaoran and Yamazaki had mysteriously disappeared.
Tomoyo noticed his gaze on her as she drank slowly from the glass of lemonade.
"What are you staring at?" Tomoyo spoke bluntly, setting her glass down, not forgetting her manners.
"An angel…" Eriol smiled at her.
"Heh, where'd you read that from? The top ten worst pickup lines ever?" she scoffed. Eriol merely chuckled and continued to stare. Tomoyo couldn't put her finger on it but something about his stare, no, not just his stare…EVERYTHING about him just irked her to no end.
"Hmm or perhaps a devil in angel's clothing?" he cocked his head to the side thoughtful. Tomoyo glared at him icily.
"So tell me…" Eriol ignored her death glare with ease.
"What's a girl like you doing in a place like this?" He continued.
"What? Do I not have a right to be here?" Tomoyo retorted back and glared at him.
"No no, it's nothing like that…I just wouldn't expect a woman of…" Eriol paused as if to find the right words, "…your status to come here…" Eriol spoke slowly. Tomoyo cringed at the fact that he was indeed right.
"A woman of MY status? Now what kind would that be …?" she crossed her arms over her chest questioningly. Her gaze never faltered as she looked into his alluring azure orbs.
"Let's see…judging from your clothes…you seem to be a high class lady…very sophisticated, although a bit stubborn…" Eriol spoke, analyzing her face.
"Now Hiiragizawa-san…I'm sure you've had much richer customers than me" Tomoyo replied in a sickeningly sweet voice.
"That is quite true Daidouji-san, but I've never had one quite like you before" He chuckled, his voice just as sweet as hers had been. Tomoyo glared at him once again. Was there a hint of teasing in his voice? Was he toying with her?
HER? TOMOYO?
THE TOMOYO DAIDOUJI?!
"Really, I'm flattered then…" Tomoyo swatted her hand playfully at him, a rather sexy smile played on her lips. Eriol couldn't help but stare.
"Yes, of course…flattering the ladies is my job after all…" Eriol retorted lightly.
Tomoyo wanted to roll her eyes and gag at the same time.
"Tell me, Daidouji-san, following my earlier question, what brings a fine lady like you here?"
Tomoyo scanned her nails again, after her quick inspection she turned her gaze towards Eriol.
"Oh…you know…"
"…?"
"Well, I'll let you know H-san, when you stop faking formalities with me" Tomoyo looked deep into his depths.
"Whatever do you mean?" Eriol asked innocently. An impassive expression dawned on Tomoyo's face.
"Of course you know what I mean! Why the gentlemanly act H-san!" Tomoyo laughed lightly.
"Wow…they're talking so politely to each other…yet…the air around them is awfully dark" Yamazaki stated as he examined them from the seat next to the bar counter, Syaoran sitting on his left.
"Heh, it's very rare to see a person that can compete with Eriol this long" Syaoran snickered as he also watched his best friend converse with the beautiful young woman, his arms crossed over his chest. Yamazaki glanced at him confused, question in his eyes.
"You know what I mean…like…she has the exact same demeanor as him…plus she has the four S's" Syaoran continued.
"The four S's?" Yamazaki looked even more confused.
"Stubborn, sophisticated, sneaky and sinister"
"Oh…" Yamazaki mouthed and decided not to press the conversation forward any further…for now…
"H-san?" Eriol rose a questioning brow.
"Yes…H-san…your last name is too much for my elegant lungs to speak and I do not know you so well to call you by your first name" Tomoyo stated.
"And 'H-san' would indicate that we are only acquainted with each other?"
"Yes"
"Last time I checked Daidouji-san, pet names were used for people who are very close to each other"
Tomoyo's sudden sweet smile faltered and she made a disgusted look at the Navy blue haired lad.
"Tch…I'm so sick of this!" Tomoyo huffed and glared at the ceiling. Eriol blinked in mild surprise.
"Look…" She pointed an accusing finger at Eriol. He blinked again.
"I don't want to be here…but I have no choice but to do so…" Tomoyo spoke before she realized what she had said.
"…no choice…?" Eriol inquired. Tomoyo caught her mistake and mentally slapped her forehead.
"Why…yes! Well…you know…my best friend bought this card for my birthday and I just couldn't say no to her!" Tomoyo replied smoothly.
Eriol looked at her skeptically…
Tomoyo suddenly felt hot inside.
"Hmmm…I'm afraid I don't believe y---" Eriol paused mid-sentence as the clinging of the bells sounded. Tomoyo looked at the clock on the wall opposite her and gasped.
"Oh my! Well look at the time! Mother will be home soon! I must be off!" She gasped, picking up her purse. Before she could make her escape a hand lightly caught her wrist.
"May I have the honor of walking you out Daidouji-san?"
Tomoyo growled. Persistent little…
"O-Of course…" she giggled as more customers began to arrive. She didn't want to make a scene after all. The two walked silently down the hallway and Tomoyo couldn't wait to be free from this place. Eriol opened the door for her like a good gentleman would and she nodded her farewells to the other boys.
As Tomoyo stepped lightly outside, she shivered as the cool breeze passed by her. On impulse she wrapped her arms around herself. Eriol lightly closed the door behind him and the two stood there for a short time.
"Well…thank-you…ja ne…" Tomoyo mumbled and began to walk down the dark alley. She was stopped by the call of her name.
"Tomoyo-san!" Eriol came jogging up to her.
Tomoyo glared at him after turning around. "What makes you think you can use my first--" before she could finish her sentence Eriol had suddenly draped his black blazer over her shoulders.
Tomoyo blinked before frowning slightly
"I don't need this" she began and tried to shrug the blazer off.
"Oh no you don't" Eriol held his hand up to stop her.
"I insist"
"Don't treat me like your customers! I'm NOT like them!"
Eriol stared at her confused.
"I am not one of those girls…and besides, I don't want to have to repay you!"
Eriol chuckled.
"I'm not doing this because you're my customer…I'm doing this because it's the right thing to do for a girl"
Tomoyo stared back dumbfounded.
Eriol smiled.
"WHAT?! So now I'm a little girl!" she almost screeched.
Eriol sighed. What a troublesome girl she is…
"Well…I don't need your help!" Tomoyo retorted haughtily and began to take off the blazer once again.
Eriol's hand caught hers and Tomoyo stared up at him.
"You should be on your way now Tomoyo-san…I'll look forward to our next meeting…" He whispered into her ear. Tomoyo's body froze before she could even have the chance to swing one at him. Eriol brought her hand to his lips and kissed it gently before pulling back and walking back towards the club.
The sound of the door closing shut brought the amethyst-eyed lass back to reality.
"That…guy…" Tomoyo glared at the door with hatred, wiping her hand on her skirt.
"He's on thin ice with me…" She spoke slowly before making her way back home.
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