The Prince and The Popper, Chapter 4
They say that everyone has a look alike somewhere in the world, but I don't believe in that kind of stuff. My name is Yuki Mikamura, and a trip to the supermarket proved me wrong when I met my look alike. Now I owe my brother 20 bucks.
"This is it?"
The twins asked as, Kyoya gave a nod, closing his laptop. Tamaki had his face and hands pressed agents the window, looking out at the two story house.
"It's a bit bigger then Hauri's home but it's still so small." Tamaki said, as Haruni gave him an annoyed/angry look.
"To ordinary people this is big." She mumbled as Tamaki and the rest of the Host club got out of the car. They then stared at the small mansion, some Host looking at it in aw.
"Kyo-chan. I thought only Tama-chan 2's father worked?" Hunny asked at he looked up at his under classmen. Kyoya pushed up his glasses as they reflected light, he studied the small mansion in front of him that would have been well out of the price range with only one person working, and supporting a wife and two children.
"That's the amazing power of the commoners Hunny-senpai!" Tamki shouted, sparkles and roses flying around him.
"My dear long lost brother has graced these poor commoners with wealth with their pitiable lives!" The Host club just tuned him out as Mori was the first to notice a black Roles Royce pull up the street.
The car stopped behind them, catching the whole clubs attention. Haruhi's eyes widen and jaw dropped in disbelief as a man came out of the driver's door, dressed in a gray chuffer uniform. Kyoya looked down at the license plate and sure enough, it was smeared with mud and unreadable.
'Is this the man who took those two?'
Kyoya thought as the man smiled at them, or more precisely at Tamaki.
"Ah! Yuki. I thought you were helping your brother learn humility at that war game. Why did you bring your friends over?" He asked as Tamaki, whom stood stunned for a moment, as was the whole Host club.
"Ah. No matter. Come help your grandmother into the house. I'll get her luggage." He instructed, as he went to open the trunk.
"Y-yes Sir." Tamaki stuttered, as his heart started to beat faster as he quickly approached the Rolls Royce unsurely. The windows were heavily tinted black but Tamaki couldn't help but think of an old woman that was as cold as his own grandmother was inside.
Slowly, he reached for the latch and opened the door slowly, as if some rabid dog would come out and suddenly attack him. He was right about one thing.
BARK! BARK! BARK!
Tamaki froze as, what looked like a mess of black yarn jumped at him. Out of reflex Tamaki caught it with both of his hands, felling an unusual heaviness to it.
'What is this?'
Tamaki thought, as he looked more closely at it. A pink tongue slipped out of the yarn and licked Tamaki's face making him yelp as he pulled it away.
"AGH! This yarn just licked me!" He yelled as the Host club watched in amazement at the panting ball of yarn, they could have sworn that something was moving under it.
"Ha ha ha! Doodles got you again my boy?" The chuffer asked as he held two large gray suitcases, one in each hand.
"Doodles?" The whole host club asked, minus Kyoya and Mori, stunned as then took a second look at the mass of yarn again.
WOOF! WOOF!
"It's a puppy!" Hunny yelled happy as the yarn dog's tail wagged happily, an aged giggle came from inside the Rolls Royce. Every one's eyes turned, but only Tamaki could clearly see who it was inside.
His eyes wide in shock as he looked at the elderly woman, who still looked very beautiful even in her advanced age. Her hair was gray with strips of white randomly placed, as her hair fell in slight waves to her shoulders in a bob cut. Her bags framed her sparking blue eyes that held knowledge, wisdom, life and joy. Her skin was a healthily pale that still looked soft despite the wrinkles. She wore a soft peach colored, shear wrap around her shoulders around her sleeveless white dress that showed off her still shapely figure, and flared from her waist down to just below her knees, as she had a pair of white slip shoes adorned her feet.
It wasn't until the man they thought was the chuffer spoke, did Tamaki realize he was staring at the old woman.
"Yuki? Why are you here? I thought I told you to help your grandmother." They all turned their attention to the man as he stood on before Yuki who had just opened the door.
"What are you talking about Dad? I've been with-" Yuki muttred off as he looked behind the man he called dad to see Tamaki and the host club staring in shock.
"Dad?"
The whole Host Club questioned as they turned their attention to the blonde standing in the doorway of the small Mansion. The man was first to recover from the shock.
"Yuki? That boy-"
The man moved his fingers, making Yuki look down and nod once.
"I'll take care of it Dad." Yuki said as he let his father threw and walked up to Tamaki, the little dog barked happy, wigging his tail as he stood in the blonde's grasp.
Yuki came up beside Tamaki and sent him a short glare, making him take a step back as he saw Yuki move his hands in a strange way before offering it to the old woman and helping her out of the car. Then the old woman did something slimier with her hands before wrapping them around Yuki's upper right arm.
Yuki shook his head, as he helped the old woman walk towards the house, but before entering the gate he looked back at the Host club.
"There's no sense in staying out here, so either come in or let go of the dog and leave." He told them as Tamaki set the dog named Doodles on the ground. Doodles quickly made his way over to them happily barking at Yuki's heal.
Kyoya was the first to take the invite, pushing his glasses up.
"Shall we join them?" He asked out loud, but the rest of the club quickly followed Yuki and the elderly woman into the little mansion.