Wow I'm back already. Maybe someone hit me on the head when I wasn't looking. Anyway I noticed the dividers didn't work on the last chapter, no idea why since I did put them in, so I put in my normal dividers and made sure to put a lot of space between sections in case they don't work again. (I hope that helps.)
Most people said I should keep the guessing so that is what I have gone with…kinda!
This chapter is a bit short but what can I say, I felt it was finished.
don't push button push BOOM: You know what? I think we're both hallucinating! Not only have I actually updated but I updated twice in a short frame of time. Something is definitely wrong with me!
Azura Ray: Hmmn, I'm not entirely sure about the female host idea but I think your right about keeping them guessing longer and frustrating Kyoya. Its fun! Yes Hailey will meet Nekozawa…eventually. o_o;
Yes, the plot is cliché but I wanted it to be believable as you said. As this being the only hp-ohshc crossover with Harry cross-dressing…lets face it…I just wanted to put Harry in a dress! XD
Akua: Ah I thought it would be ironic if they found out about Harry the same way as Haruhi in the manga but your right it is a bit silly and unoriginal in my part. I've not been very creative lately. Something went wrong with my dividers, I don't know what, but I'm hoping they'll work this time. I'm glad you think I captured the host club because I've been having a lot of trouble with that. The mistakes were mainly because I was so irritated with word picking up on things like the honorifics and names that I gave up. Sorry. This one should be better.
So onto the recap.
"Oi Tamaki, Perrill-san left her bag!"
"Wonder what's in it?"
"How could you even consider rooting through a young lady's bag…?" As Tamaki went on with his speech full power.
Haruhi watched as the twins and Tamaki thought over the forgotten bag in interest. As far as could see she now had a choice to make.
First of all she could tell the host club of her suspicions on Harry and they could search the bag for incriminating evidence together. She could offer to take the bag back to Harry and search it herself protecting Harry from the host club's ever growing nose or she could do the honourable thing and just offer to take the bag back and do just that, take the bag back. Yes, it was fairly obvious what she would do, surprisingly enough though Kyoya beat Haruhi to it and offered to return the bag.
For a few seconds everyone was shocked by this seemingly kind gesture before they dismissed it as Kyoya being Kyoya and obviously up to something.
"I'll go with you."
"Eh?" everyone turned to look at Haruhi.
"Ah, ok, Kyoya and Haruhi will go together to return Perrill-san's bag!" Tamaki replied once he had collected himself and then drifted off into his own little world crying out about how kind and generous his 'daughter' was.
Kyoya and Haruhi escaped the music room and walked together side by side in stony silence. They got all the way to the entrance of the building before they realised their error.
"Kyoya?"
"Yes Haruhi?"
"Where are we going to find Perrill-san?"
Her reply was silence.
"Do we know where she lives?"
More silence.
While Haruhi questioned Kyoya just inside of the school buildings entrance pondering their question Harry was stood outside the school gates pondering his, should he go back for his bag or leave it to the, most likely, unmerciful twins who he was still wary of.
Sighing Harry stood and walked back towards the school, collided with something solid and 'gracefully' fell into a sitting position. He looked up to glare at the very solid what's-his-name and promptly decided the name thing was getting silly.
Haruhi watched in fascination as Kyoya smeared that aren't-I-nice-I-did-you-a-favour-smirk onto his face.
"Thank you for returning my bag, Fujioka-San and…"
As far as Kyoya was concerned, that was just taking the mickey.
"Ootori Kyoya, I believe I have informed you of my name before?" It was safe to say he was at least mildly irritated and for once Harry decided to try and remember the name. Not to say that he couldn't pretend to forget every now and then just to annoy the guy after all Kyoya did seem like he needed to be knocked down an almighty peg or two.
"Yes, Ootori-San." Kyoya blinked in surprise at actually hearing the strange girl say his name, perhaps she was ill? Unbalanced and unsure but none the less feeling like he had accomplished his goal of getting some form of acknowledgement, Kyoya turned and walked away. He was unwilling to question the girl in front of Haruhi and reluctant to admit that he wished too.
Haruhi watched Kyoya walk away for a while before turning back to Perrill-san. She was desperate to pry in some way but she was unsure how to approach the subject. At long last she decided blunt was best.
"Why do you wear dresses, Hailey-kun?"
She watched him freeze, eyes wide and could not refrain from smirking. As she saw him recover from his shock and prepare to deny anything she had implied.
"You know, I suspected you were male but I wasn't sure until I saw your reaction."
He froze again. Haruhi walked off after Kyoya, grinning, looking every bit like a cat with cream.
Harry could only be glad Kyoya was too far away to hear.
I wanted to continue this longer but it just seemed to come to a natural ending so I left it. It probably could have been better so sorry.
