Hello~! Is someone still reading this? Thank you, and sorry for the wait TT^TT It may sound like an excuse, but… I got a little stuck. I try to add as many original parts as the original story line lets me… There's where I lost inspiration and got lazy. I'm really sorry.
Oh, if you go to my profile you'll see links that may help you get an idea of how Sakura and Tsubasa are supposed to look like. :D I might draw them someday. SOMEDAY.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club; all rights go to Hatori Bisco. But, I do own Sakura and Tsubasa.
P.S.: I changed 'sempai' to 'senpai'. Not really important, but it was bothering me.
Indications:
"Otaku": normal speech
"Otaku": Hitachiin twins
"Otaku": Hiroyuki twins
'Otaku': thoughts
WARNING: Honey-senpai's language when acting.
3. Attack of the Lady Manager!
Haruhi POV
"Haruhi, stop moving your head!" Tsubasa glared at my reflection on the mirror. "Ah, I'm sorry." I tried to keep as still as possible while she finished tying my hair ornaments. "Finished!" she said with a smile.
I turned around to face her. We were doing a New Year theme, wearing kimonos and all. Hikaru and Kaoru's had stripes; Mori-senpai's was plain, Tsubasa's was yellow at the top, and it changed to orange at the bottom; Sakura's was green, and it changed to pale yellow at the bottom; Tamaki-senpai's, Kyouya-senpai's, Honey-senpai's and mine had a flower design.
A happy New Year…
"Haruhi, Tsubasa, hurry up~" the twins called us, peeking into the changing room. Tsubasa stared at them before gasping and taking my hand.
…from the members of Host Club.
"Let's go, Haruhi!" Another hosting session. Oh, the joy…
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Host club time~~~~
"Welcome. Best wishes to you."
"Why are you so beautiful, Tamaki-sama…?" "All the better to remain in thy eyes, my love."
"Why is your voice so clear and true?" "The better to impart my feeling unto you, my love."
"Why do you look upon me with such wet eyes…?" "The spring of my heart surges upon the sight of your fresh smile, my love." 'He is seriously crying…'
On the other side, Tsubasa was pouting. She was glancing sideways at Sakura, and turned her head when said person caught her. Sakura sighed. "What's the matter, Tsubasa?" Some of the clients turned to look at her. "I… I…" she was facing at her lap, her bangs covering her eyes. " 'I'…?" repeated the other girls. Then, she lifted her head and glared at Sakura, who had a blank expression. "I wanted the green kimono!"…'Hah?'
"The… green kimono?" the girl who asked tilted her head to the side. Tsubasa quickly nodded a few times, with tears prickling at her eyes. Sakura frowned. "Tsubasa, we already talked about that." "But~" Tsubasa turned to look at their clients with a pleading look. The girls looked at each other, before Murokaji-san, I think, tried to calm her down.
"I think the yellow kimono suits you best, Tsubasa-chan. It matches your bright personality, really!" the other girls started to nod at her words. "Besides," Sakura continued. "We agreed on switching kimonos another day, didn't we?" she smiled softly. Tsubasa frowned while she thought about it.
"If onee-chans think that our outfits are alright as they are, then…" she wiped her tears away as she smiled brightly. "I guess it's okay. Who wants a handmade New Year's cookie?" she exclaimed lifting the cookies tray. Sakura giggled at her actions.
I sweat dropped. What was the childish personality thing about? I sighed before walking towards Kyouya-senpai. The girls were fawning over him, too. "Haruhi, guests for you. Your guest service is pretty stable lately, too." I smiled, happy. "Yes! Maybe the reduction in my debt by 1/3 has affected it." "Keep it up." He looked through his clipboard. "…Well," he smiled closing his eyes.
"I have no intention of telling you about interest rates or that kimono's rental fee… So don't worry about it and work hard…" I sweat dropped. 'He's so evil for the New Year. It suits him very well.' I shuddered.
"Haru-chan, Haru-chan." I turned around. "I lost one of my straw sandals…" Indeed, Honey-senpai was wearing just one sandal. He was getting teary eyed. "Where did you drop it? Didn't you have it just now?" 'How can you lose a sandal when you're wearing it?' The guests started to cry with him. "Honey-kun, don't cry! We'll help you find it!"
Then, Mori-senpai held Honey-senpai's sandal and helped him to put it on. Honey-senpai hugged him while crying and the girls were amazed by their 'good relationship'. I backed away. 'Seems like… Everyone's in tears. How can they have so many tears?' I bumped into Kaoru, who was talking to Sakura. "Oh, Haruhi. Sorry." Something fell from his sleeves, it was… 'A tear's bottle? Really?'
"You…!" Hikaru covered my mouth before I could say anything. "Ok, ok, be quiet." Sakura was making a 'shh' pose, with a finger over her lips; Tsubasa was in the same pose. "Tell you the truth; this is common knowledge among hosts." "Tamaki-senpai doesn't need it to cry, though." Tsubasa shrugged. "We'll give you something good if you don't tell anyone, okay?" Sakura said, nodding to Kaoru.
"Here you go, some high-class Japanese teacake that commoners would never be able to buy." I finally escaped from Hikaru's grip. "Who will fall for that trap…?" I took a good look at the teacake. Whoa, it really looked good! "…You'll give it to me?" I asked. "Of course." The girls nodded.
"Haruhi-kun, you like Japanese teacakes?" One of my clients asked. "No… I'm not into sweets very much, but…" I smiled at the memories running through my mind. "I was thinking that I might place this before the grave of my late mother as an offering." ...I shouldn't have said that.
In a second, Tamaki-senpai was before me, giving me a lot of Japanese teacakes. "Here, child. It's all yours… Don't tell your mother though." He had tears in his eyes. 'But it's for my mother…'
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Sakura POV
'Poor Haruhi… We will have to look for her under so many Japanese teacakes…' While I mentally pitied Haruhi, Tsubasa grabbed my sleeve, and made me look towards the door. A girl with a big, pink bow was staring at us. Looks like the twins noticed, too. "Huh? Aren't you a new face?" Kaoru asked. The nameless girl flinched and backed away a little. "What's wrong? Just come in." Honey-senpai also invited her. "Come~" Of course, Tamaki-senpai had to talk. "Hey! Be softer to the new guest!"
He walked towards the girl and extended his hand. "Here, don't be scared, princess." I sweat dropped. "I think he's the one scaring her…" Tsubasa mumbled, and I nodded. Just then, something really unusual happened.
"Welcome to the Ouran Host—" "DON'T TOUCH ME, YOU FAKER!" Our eyes widened… she slapped Tamaki-senpai. She just slapped the king of the Host club! And called him a faker! Tamaki-senpai was shocked. "Fake…?" The girl continued yelling at him.
"I cannot believe you're recognized as a prince in this club! A prince shouldn't sprinkle his love so easily! It makes girls' hearts tremble if you smile with sorrow, but why do you look so stupid!?" Tsubasa tried to get her attention. "U-um… sorry but… who ar-" Of course, she was ignored. "It's as if you're a light-headed narcissist! Useless! Too ordinary!"…'Excuse me? We spent hours just to get his act right!' Tsubasa and I pouted, both angry at her. Who did she think she was to start criticizing our work!?
Tamaki-senpai looked like he was being stabbed. "You're the worst!" And now he was shocked beyond expectations. He slowly fell to the floor. The twins were amazed by this. "Ooh! A new technique! Slow motion by himself!" We were still pouting and glaring at the girl.
Suddenly, Kyouya-senpai put his hand under his chin. "Can it be… You are…" The girl gasped with tears in her eyes. "Kyouya-sama…!" "…Huh?" Tsubasa said. "I wanted to see you so badly…" 'I don't like where this is going' I thought. "My only prince…" and hugged him. All of us watched the scene unfolding before us with wide eyes. And I'm not overreacting when I say my mind went to a screeching stop there.
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After club activities~~~~
"Fiancée? Kyouya-senpai's!?" I couldn't believe what she was saying, even if I had just heard it. "Yes. I'm Houshakuji Renge. I'll be in first year class A from tomorrow on. By the way, I've grown up in France since I was 10."
Tamaki-senpai was sulking in his corner of woe. "See, he's angry." Hikaru said. "All because Mom was hiding something from Dad." Kaoru added. "Whatever. But will you keep that couple status from now on?" Kyouya-senpai asked. Tsubasa rested her chin on my shoulder. "Nee, Sakura, are you okay?" Her voice was filled with worry. I looked at her. "I think so. I mean, it can't be helped if he has a fiancée, right?" "…If you say so." She wrapped her arms around me from behind. That little gesture of comfort made me smile.
Meanwhile, Renge was still talking. "It was really love at first sight. Being affectionate to the backyard's plants, which nobody paid attention to…" Wait. "Kindly stretching his hand out to the injured kitty…" Wait a moment. "Sakura, what she's saying sounds too familiar…" "You noticed too? But from where…?" We closed our eyes in deep thought. "…I cannot imagine that at all…" The twins sweat dropped.
"It must be the wrong person…" Haruhi concluded. Talk about blunt… "Wait, Haruhi! You should be more polite to Kyouya-senpai." Renge snapped. "NO! My eyes are justice!" The guys and Haruhi started to panic. "Kind to everyone, and never asks for anything in return! Loves the solitude, but actually hates the loneliness!" 'That's definitely not Kyouya-senpai…' "The throbbing love simulation game," "Ah!" Tsubasa gasped, and we looked at each other. "That's…!" How did we not think about it before? After all, he did resemble Kyouya-senpai.
"You!" Renge pointed her finger at Kyouya-senpai. "Who looks like Ichijo Miyabi-kun from UkiDoki Memorial!" Five seconds of assimilating process… and the boys were horrified at the discover of Renge being an Otaku. Haruhi was just confused. "So… Renge plays UkiDoki Memorial too, eh?" She looked at us. "Yes! It's the best heart throbbing game ever!" Tsubasa's eyes shined, but I sweat dropped. 'Ugh, she found a fellow UkiDoki player…' Don't get me wrong, I've played that game a few times too, I'm just not that crazy about it.
"I see." Kyouya-senpai said. "A girl with a lot of interest in characters. She replaces me with her favorite character, makes me her fiancé, and gets lost in her wild fantasies…" That meant she really wasn't his fiancée! I sighed out of relief. Tamaki-senpai wasn't so quick reaching that conclusion, though. "Her wild fantasies…? Isn't she your fiancée…?" "I don't remember affirming that fact even once. Ain't I right?" Haruhi and the twins sweat dropped. "You should have told us earlier."
Apparently, Tsubasa and Renge had finished their conversation, and the new girl was ready to give us her full attention again. "From what I see from the report, you're managing everything in this club, Kyouya-sama?" Honey-senpai answered. "Yes~. Kyo-chan is the store manager-san." "The store manager-sama! It suits him very well!" I sweat dropped for the umpteenth time that day. "But we aren't a store…?"
Renge clasped her hands together in front of her with shiny eyes. "It was my dream to be a draw-girl for the store…!" Hikaru and Kaoru had bored expressions. "We don't need one; we're a host club." Hikaru said, yet Renge didn't listen. I was starting to think that she had short attention span, no matter how rude it may be. "I've decided! At the same time I'll prepare to be a bride." "We're not a bakery." Kaoru stated. Again, it fell on deaf ears. "I'll be an administrative assistant for the Host club!"
Hikaru and Kaoru shared a mischievous glance. "Sakura does that already." Renge stood still for a moment, and then turned her head. "…What?" I got closer to them. "Exactly what we said." Scratch that, I actually used the twins as a shield: the aura around the girl with the pink bow got really dark, and she was approaching us. "You both better prepare yourselves." I threatened. She was getting closer… just to walk past me. The three of us blinked and looked behind, blinking again.
"Is there something wrong, Renge-san?" Tsubasa asked calmly. Considering Renge was invading her personal space, I was proud of her. "It's Houshakuji-sama to you!" My sister blinked twice and tilted her head. "Hah?" 'It can't be that she confused us, right?' She pointed at Tsubasa. "Offering your help as an excuse to get close to Kyouya-sama, it's unforgivable, Sakura-san!" she yelled. "…Excuse me!?" We exclaimed.
"For starters, Sakura has been helping Kyouya-senpai since the beginning of the club, whether you like it or not. I haven't heard any complaints about it, so she must be doing a good job." She crossed her arms. "Second, Kyouya-senpai should be the one to decide if he needs help- Are you listening to me!?" She shouted. Renge was covering her ears. "I don't want to hear your sad excuses, Sakura-san." A vein popped in my twin's forehead. "Oh really? Guess we'll have to do this the hard way…"
Alarm! Alarm! We held Tsubasa back before she could do anything to Renge. Kaoru held her against his chest, Hikaru covered her mouth and I held her back by the waist. Luckily for us, Renge hadn't been paying attention to that last part. However, Tamaki-senpai and Kyouya-senpai did. Tamaki-senpai coughed to get our attention. Tsubasa stiffened, and we all turned to look at them.
"She's the daughter of one of the important business of my family: Otori family." Kyouya-senpai said. Tsubasa slapped Hikaru's hand away and raised an eyebrow. She had a red face, and I don't think it was just because of her anger. "And by that you mean…?" She urged him to continue. "Please take a good care of her." Tsubasa gave up on the situation, and we could let her go.
"…As you heard," Tamaki-senpai said as he and the twins patted Haruhi's shoulders. "Haruhi." Then they proceeded to run away with comical tears in their eyes. Even Honey-senpai and Mori-senpai did! "This is part of your host training, Haruhi! Father will be cold-hearted!" She stretched her arm out to grab someone, but was soon left alone.
"Err…" She started to sweat profusely. "Of course, if something goes wrong, your debt will be doubled. I'll make a note of it." Kyouya-senpai said without even looking at her. She then turned to us, and we flinched at her begging stare. Tsubasa covered her mouth. "So sorry, Haruhi… For you to be imposed with such a task…" I wiped my imaginary tears with a handkerchief. "I'm so glad I got to know you, Haruhi…" Then, we made a run for it. "We'll never forget about you!"
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In front of the first cooking room~~~~
Tsubasa POV
"Haruhi-kun, Haruhi-kun. Should I put more sugar in the cream?" Renge said while I patted my sister in the back. Just one look at how Renge was making cookies and she hid her face on her hands. "Tsubasa, the chocolate…the chocolate will…"
"Ah, yes… How's the chocolate going?" I heard Haruhi say. I sweat dropped. It's basic knowledge that the chocolate will separate if you try to melt it with the direct flame… 'Well, basic for anyone who isn't Renge, it seems.' Yep, that was mostly the reason why I was practically restraining Sakura from barging into the room. Being as baking-crazy as she is, you can guess how much it hurt to watch them…
"What a beautiful scene… Very cute…" Tamaki-senpai sighed. The reason why we weren't inside the room and preventing Renge from disintegrating the chocolate was because Tamaki-senpai believed that Haruhi should spend more time with girls to realize that she was one too.
Though… I was starting to suspect the real reason was to see Haruhi wearing an apron… 'Of course that's the real reason! Not that he would ever admit it.' I turned to my sister. "Sakura, why don't you go to get the cookies we did for New Year? Try to calm down a bit, too." She hung her head. "I might as well do that…" There she went.
"By the way, what's that process?" Kyouya-senpai asked. "She said she'd make cookies for Kyo-chan~" Honey-senpai answered. "I'm not so sure about the outcome…" I said looking inside. Renge had just used her bare hands to grab the chocolate… 'What a disastrous girl she is.'
"I'm sure she mistook Host club with Bakery or something…" Kaoru said. "Poor Haruhi." Hikaru looked inside the classroom too. "Dummy! Are all your eyes knotholes!?" Tamaki-senpai snapped. I raised an eyebrow. "Care to explain, please?"
He smiled with closed eyes, in a dreamy state. "In the room which is full of sweet fragrance… Cute cookies, which are just baked. And two fellow classmates, who are getting along very well." I felt the irresistible need to burst his bubble. "That's great and all, Senpai, but you are conscious that Renge doesn't know that Haruhi's a girl, I hope." He froze for a moment before lifting his finger in the air. "Worry not, Tsubasa! Everything is well planned. This is one big project to make Haruhi realize she is a girl!"
I felt two pairs of arms go around my waist. The twins, of course. "He's such a liar." I nodded. "No need to make sure of it. He doesn't even see us as good female company for Haruhi." I clicked my tongue. "How rude of him." I could hear the smirks in their voices. 'Where's Sakura anyways? It shouldn't take that long to get some cookies.' She was missing such a great show, too.
Tamaki-senpai continued ranting. "The gentle atmosphere that only girls can possess will aid Haruhi to realize she is a girl…" Renge appeared behind him. "You're too noisy, fake king." She then ignored the sulking blonde, smiled at Kyouya-senpai and showed him her just baked… I gulped. Those were cookies!?
"Kyouya-sama~ I've learned how to make peasants' cookies from Haruhi-kun~ It's Renge's first time to cook, so I was a bit scared~" She said. "Well…The colors are okay." Kyouya-senpai stated calmly. 'You're wrong, Senpai. Not even the colors look edible.' I thought with a grimace.
"I know, I'm bad at it! But I'm sure…" she entered dreamland. Like the boys, I took one cookie to give it a chance. Who knows, maybe they actually tasted good. "If it's Kyouya-sama, he'll say 'Anything you make is delicious'…" I bit the cookie. And I nearly cried from the pain. "My teeth… I broke my teeth…" I caressed my jaw. "Tastes nasty." Hikaru grimaced. "What is this, a rock?" Kaoru said. "It doesn't taste good~." Honey-senpai whined. Renge glared at us with a look that could rival with Medusa herself. Poor Honey-senpai hugged me in terror. Tamaki-senpai was still pouting. 'Sakura help us!'
Right on cue, Sakura came back. "Sakura! Thank God you came! You know, Renge-" I stopped. She looked pissed. And she was empty-handed. "Sakura, where are…" I gulped. "Where are the cookies?" I asked with a nervous smile. She narrowed her eyes and pinched my cheeks, hard. "Owowowow!" I let go of Honey-senpai. "Vat if dish fo'?! Owow!" I tried to ask. She chuckled. " 'Why don't you go to get the cookies we did for New Year' you said. Of course," She pinched my cheeks harder. "You couldn't have remembered you forgot to bring them, right? You couldn't possibly have known I had to look everywhere before coming back here, isn't that right?" Crap, now that she said it…
I gulped. Sakura could be very, very scary when she wanted to. "Owowow! I'm shory, Shakura! Det me gwoo~!" I pleaded. "Hmm, should I?" 'Yes, yes you should!' She finally let go, and I rubbed my cheeks. I looked at her with teary eyes. "That's mean…" She rubbed the back of her head. "Um, yeah…" She clasped her hands. "Sorry, Tsubasa." I looked at her with narrowed eyes. "… You had fun with that." "Just a little." She admitted. "Sakura~!" I whined. "Yes, yes, I'm sorry." I was going to argue with her, but Renge interrupted me.
"Everyone's characteristics are bad! (Except Kyouya-sama)" She yelled. "What… do you mean, Renge-san?" Sakura dared to ask. She turned her glare to the whole group. "You lack any negative aspects. And girls find that dreadfully dull! Girls are weak for beautiful men involved in trauma! And that goes for you both, too!" She pointed at us. I didn´t like where this was going…
"Girls will be bored with your so called dummy actions soon enough! Are you trying to make Kyouya-sama's store go bankrupt!?" She had a serious expression on her face. "We'll be renouncing your characters starting today! You first!" Renge pointed at Honey-senpai, who flinched in surprise. "Having cuteness outside and inside is the same as toddlers! …Thus, change it to having a cute face, but actually being a beast!" Honey-senpai looked like he wanted to hide under his covers.
"Morinozuka-senpai! Take care of Haninozuka-senpai by staying with him all the time! And dignify the speeches you make once in a while!" Then, she turned to the twin boys. Sakura and I could only listen how the girl with the pink bow changed the characters we had so much trouble coming with in just a few sentences.
"Twins, suffer from the fact that people can't difference between the two of you! And be in a basketball club!" It was Haruhi's turn next. "Haruhi-kun! You'll be a super poor honor student, but you're being bullied!" I hid behind Sakura when Renge turned to us. "Girls! Everyone things you have the best relationship, but in reality you despise each other for always being compared!" We were so shocked we just stood there with wide eyes.
"And you, Tamaki-san! Be an institute's idol, and people always compliment your appearance, but actually you have a huge complex… Lonely Prince!" She finished. Tamaki-senpai looked dazed. "…It suits me very well…" He said. "…Hah?" How did that suit him? At least we were back to reality.
"Kyouya-sama, you're perfect." Renge squealed. "Please always be affectionate…" Kyouya-senpai put a hand over his heart. "My pleasure." He replied with a business smile. Not that Renge noticed.
"Kyouya-senpai… Do something with that princess." The twins sweat dropped. "Well…? Haruhi's supposed to be taking care of her. And see," We turned around. "Renge-kun, Renge-kun! Does this look like a lonely pose…?" Tamaki-senpai was leaning against the wall with a concerned face. Renge clapped happily. "It's pretty nice, Tamaki-san! If it were raining, it would be even better." We all sweat dropped at the King's actions. "Club president is in it."
"Even so, we can't let her do as she pleases all the time…" Sakura was going to stop Renge, but Kyouya-senpai put a hand on her shoulder. Surprised, my twin looked up at him with surprise. "Kyouya-senpai…?" He smirked. "Well, let's see. It should turn out to be pretty interesting."
"That's scary in itself." I mumbled.
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Somewhere in the campus~~~~
Haruhi POV
*Another basket was made. The crowd, mostly composed by girls, cheered loudly.
"Kyaaaa! Indeed Hitachiin-sama is Ouran's ace!"
"The one who just made a shot, is that Hikaru-kun or Kaoru-kun?" "Doesn't matter, they're both so wonderful!"
A girl approached the twin with the number 16 in his shirt. "Erm... Kaoru-kun, here's a towel…" The boy stopped before sipping his drink. "… I'm Hikaru." The girl apologized. "Ack! I… I'm so sorry…" "It's all right, I'm used to it." Hikaru coldly brushed the girl off.
PII
"Kaoru!" Hikaru heard. Kaoru, with the number 61 on his shirt, was holding his knee in pain. "Get a stretcher! Bring him to the nurse's office immediately!" The coach instructed. "Kaoru…!" Hikaru ran towards his twin. "Hikaru-kun, you can't go with him, go back to the game!" The coach told him. "SHUT UP…!"
"Hikaru…" Kaoru called. "Calm down. You can't feel my pain." He put his hand on Hikaru's cheek. "Okay? You're not the one who's injured…" Hikaru started to cry. "Kaoru… Can't… It hurts. It hurts, Kaoru-…"
Your pain is my pain. It doesn't matter even if nobody understands us. We can live as long as we have each other.
It started to rain. "…I envy you…" A new voice said. "You have somebody to support each other…" The twin guys looked up at Suoh Tamaki. "Suoh-senpai… But Suoh-senpai is the idol of the institute…" Tamaki smiled wryly. "Idol… Heh… I'd prefer being alone," He lifted his face and hugged himself. "To being praised for my appearance…"
Injured hearts cross each other.
In a corridor, a group of girls was chatting happily.
"Tsubasa-chan is amazing! Your project was so well done!" Tsubasa smiled happily. "Hehe, thank you, but you're praising me too much." She brushed the subject off with fake modesty.
"She's right. Such a shame it wasn't chosen for the exposition." The brunette froze for a moment. "The chosen one was Sakura-san's, right?" Another girl asked, then turned to Tsubasa. "Your sister is amazing, too!"
Tsubasa narrowed her eyes for a moment before showing a big, sparkly grin. "Right? Just what you'd expect from my big sis." She had a proud look on her face. Suddenly a pair of arms hugged her from behind. "Thank you, Tsubasa. I didn't know you thought so highly of me." A girl with exactly the same face as Tsubasa said.
"S-Sakura-san!" the girls exclaimed. She smiled at them. "I'm sorry, but I really need to borrow Tsubasa for a while. Is that okay?" They looked at each other before running away. "Of course! See you later, Tsubasa-chan!" The twin girls waved at them.
A few seconds passed. "I feel sorry for you." Sakura said with a smirk. Tsubasa's eyes widened. She turned around to face her. "What do you mean? Anyway, I don't need your pity." Tsubasa said crossing her arms. "It's funny, really. No matter how much we try, people will always compare us." Sakura said with an empty smile.
"And you're always going to be the better one." Tsubasa said with sarcasm. Sakura smiled with her eyes closed. "Glad to see you know that already." She patted her mirror image in the shoulder before walking away. "Do your best anyway, little sister."
Tsubasa balled her hands into fists and frowned. "I really… hate…"
Some hurt each other to heal their own injuries.
A brown haired guy ran until he bumped into a tree. He turned around and faced his pursuers.
"You can't get away from me anymore, you poor bitch." A childish voice said. "You should have known what would happen when you went against me.
Passing through and injuring each other, what darkness lies in teenagers' hearts…?
"…Stop it, Mitsukuni…" Morinozuka Takashi said. "You're the one who suffers every time you hurt somebody else…" The small upperclassman made him shut up. "Don't admonish me, Takashi. Do you want to be punished again?"
The ending waiting for them is the light of salvation?
Fujioka Haruhi stared into the cold eyes of Haninozuka Mitsukuni.
"I hate somebody living beyond his or her means." He said with an evil smile.
-or-…
Suddenly, his eyes grew big and watery, filled with tears. "Waaaaah! I'm very sorry, Haru-chan~~!" Honey-senpai jumped to hug me. "I'll never do that bad thing again~."*
"CUT!" Renge yelled in her Medusa Mode (as the twin girls called it). "THERE! FOLLOW THE SCRIPT!" Believe it or not, that was all an act. With cameras and all. "How many times do I have to tell you?! Don't read it in such a bland manner!" She turned to the group of people who had been recording us a few seconds before. "Camera! Stop filming for a while! Rain, be more painful!"
"…What is this, a film crew…?" I sweat dropped. "I heard she hired them from Hollywood." Kyouya-senpai informed. 'Rich otaku…' The director was dismissing the girls who had acted as extra staff. "When did it change from character reformation to a short film shoot…?" I wondered. "She said something like an opening theme…" Hikaru answered.
The twin boys, Honey-senpai, Mori-senpai and I exchanged glances, with the same thought in mind. 'Can it be Uki Memo Live Action?!' The twin girls shook their heads. "Took you enough time to realize." Where they psychics to know what we were thinking?
"Sigh, this is so dumb. Why do we have to play basketball? And we got wet, too." Hikaru complained. 'But it seemed a rather serious play…' I thought while drying myself with a towel. I hoped I wouldn't catch a cold… "Look at this script, it's stupid." Kaoru handed me said script.
"-It appears as if Hikaru is leading the relationship, but actually Kaoru, being more mature spiritually, is the seme…-" I read. I could feel Mori-senpai reading over my shoulder. "It's true, so it's no use! There's no point in changing our characters!" Honey-senpai looked surprised. "Eeeeh, really?!" He asked.
For my part, I turned to Sakura and Tsubasa. "What does 'seme' mean…?" They stiffened for a moment. "Eh, umm… Sakura, you explain it." Tsubasa said with a red face. "What?! Well, umm…" She looked up in thought, then patted my shoulder. "You know what, if you don't understand this, leave it as it is." Tsubasa nodded. "That may be for the best." I decided not to ask again if it made them so nervous.
"Haruhi! How was my acting?" Tamaki-senpai ran to where I was. "It was superb, in some sense." I handed him a towel. 'I wonder how he can be so enthralled.' The girls excused themselves and left us alone. "I found my new possibility! It's not so bad behaving like this for a while…" He said with an excited face.
"Is that so…" I could find a hundred reasons as to not continue with it, but mostly because… "I think you're good enough as what you are now." Because, 'If there were any more negative aspects, it'd be troublesome. Being yourself is still better.' But I didn't say that out loud.
"Haruhi-kun, can you help me for a bit?" Renge called. I turned around the corner, following her voice. Renge's oblivious smile didn't match the likely passer-by-class-D-students' dark aura. "I'd like those people to be in the film, too." If I remembered correctly, Class D was full of Yakuza's kids… Not that I had anything against them. "What's the matter, a scholarship student?" The one with spiky hair asked.
"There should always be bad guys in the climax! The club members unite upon being hurt by true villains!" Renge explained lifting her fist. "Wait, Renge-chan…" I tried to stop her. I mean, the villains were crying from hearing her words! "The story ends wonderfully when the villains reform themselves after Kyouya-sama's touching line!" she didn't listen to me. "Renge-chan…" I sweat dropped. Why was everything related to otome games and why was Kyouya-senpai the hero?
"Maybe it's convenient for you… But if you only see people 2-dimensionally, don't you think there's so much that you miss?" I tried to talk her into leaving the class D students alone, but her face told me she hadn't quite understood what I meant. "I don't quite understand what you're talking about." Renge grabbed one of the students by the arm. "Well, anyway, please come and stand by…"
"Uwah, asshole. Don't just say whatever you want." Said student shouted. "Don't act so big-headed just because you're from class A!" He pushed Renge towards the Light's metal structure. "Watch out…!" I cried.
CRASH
I put myself between Renge and the metal bars, protecting her. My back hurt, but her safety came first. "Haruhi-kun! Haruhi-ku…" Renge called me. "Are… you ok…?" she asked with concern in her voice. "I'm all… Ouch…" I tried to answer her, but my eye hurt. I could hear someone coming our way. "Haruhi?! What was it just now…?" It was Tamaki-senpai. For some reason, the two students looked scared of him.
I turned around to answer him, but my eye hurt so much that it teared up. Suddenly, Tamaki-senpai punched the long haired student. Wait, he of all people hit someone?!
"Who did it?" he asked. The student looked really frightened. "We, we didn't mean… to…" he tried to say. "Would you like to be expelled together?" Tamaki-senpai threatened. The other student tried to argue, but Mori-senpai appeared behind him, and he shut up in fright.
"Teacher, this way~." Hikaru and Kaoru yelled. "There're scary class D people~." Even the twin girls tried to help… or at least I thought so. The class D students ran away. Tamaki-senpai came to my side. "It… hurts…" I whined. "My contact lenses… moved…" Trying to take the contacts off without a mirror was pretty difficult, but not impossible. I sighed in relief when it finally came off. Tsubasa and Sakura hugged me. "Thank God you aren't hurt."
"Ca… Camera! Did you get that? Just now?!" Renge said.
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Sakura POV
'After all that has happened… This girl is impossible!' I thought with rage. Tsubasa and I were hugging Haruhi, glad that she wasn't hurt anywhere. That Renge, Haruhi just protected her, and all she could think about was that stupid movie of hers!
"This is it! It's perfect! Now, the only thing we need is Kyouya-sama's touching…" she was interrupted by Kyouya-senpai smashing the camera's lenses with a rock. Needless to say that the cameraman became desperate. "Kyo… Kyouya-sama…" Renge was surprised by his actions. Actually, we all were. Did he have an idea of how expensive those cameras were?!
"I'm very sorry, but we cannot leave any evidence of the club members' violent acts." He had a cold look on his face, opposite to the business smile he had showed Renge until that moment. The girl burst into tears. "Why? Kyouya-sama, you should have said, 'Don't worry about it…' and pat my head gently… If it's Kyouya-sama…"
"But that's not the real Kyouya." Tamaki-senpai smiled. "Well, it's ok, actually. It was rather fun." Hikaru sighed. "Right~" Honey-senpai jumped on Mori-senpai's back. "There're various reasons to fall in love." Kaoru brushed the subject off. "Well, as long as she realizes live isn't a game." Tsubasa crossed her arms. "Making that movie was quite entertaining." I smiled.
Haruhi crouched down in front of Renge. I think it's fun to know the person little by little through looking at their personality." Haruhi smiled at the crying girl. "… I'm sorry… for causing trouble…" Renge quietly apologized.
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Back at the club room, some days later~~~~
"We bought the video!" the guests told us. Saying we were surprised was an understatement. "The scene in the rain is the best~!" some said. "I was blown away by Hikaru-kun and Kaoru-kun's deep relationship!" others squealed. "Sakura-san and Tsubasa-chan acting as bad girls was exciting, too!" Now that was just weird.
We backed away from the Otaku-nized customers. "…Kyouya." Tamaki-senpai didn't need to say anything else. "Do you think I'm such an idiot as to break the camera without taking the data? The sales are going just fine." He turned to my twin and I. "Of course, thanks to you two, the violent scenes have been edited. Good work." Kyouya-senpai wrote something in his notebook. Tsubasa face-palmed. "So that's why you asked us to edit the video…" I sweat dropped, blushing in embarrassment. 'How could I not notice?'
"Aren't you happy to have more money for the club?" He asked, glasses glinting. "He said something interesting by this." The twins sweat dropped. "How can he have planned it so well…" Haruhi mumbled. I laughed wryly. "…I finally realized…" we heard a voice say.
"The kindness to protect me that time with all your might… The depth of your love admonishing me occasionally." Tsubasa slumped her shoulders. "Not her again…" she whispered. "This is what you meant by fall in love with the person little by little through looking at their personality, isn't it?" Renge grasped Haruhi's hands in hers, and… Tamaki freaked out.
"Kyouya-senpai…" Renge wanted to drag Haruhi into her Otaku world. "Nothing wrong with it, is there?" he calmly ignored the situation. Tsubasa and I sweat dropped.
Let's hope there won't be anything wrong.
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Finisssssssssssshhhhhed! Once again, sorry for the late, late update.
I'm not planning to do any of the manga's extras/bonus/omake/whatever you like to call it, unless I find a way to fit the girls in it, or you readers ask for them.
BUT, I might add little drabbles as bonus, like some 'Behind the scenes' part for some chapters. If there's anything you'd like to know about Tsubasa and Sakura (as long as I'm not planning to tell it in a later chapter), I could tell you this way.
Please, tell me what you thought of it, as well as anything you think could help me improve the story. *bows* All ideas are welcome! :D
Next chapter (not sure when that's going to be) we're going to the doctor! Or the doctor comes to us… Wait, aren't they rich? Like, they have their own personal doctors at home, so why…? Anyway, please look forward to it!