A/N: This is going to be awesome. Recently, I've been having a writer's block with my other fics, but I get a lot of ideas for this one. Heheheheh..
Disclaimer: I don't own OHSHC. I do own my OC's.
Not a real episode. Nope. Nada.
Playboy
[Third Person]
Ever since Kyoya had told the host club about Kaede's former self, the guys (and girl) were on a quest to make her happy once again.
They constantly had conspicuous meetings practically right before Kaede, who had gotten the vague idea that they were going to do something stupid. After host club hours, everyone except the dark haired, intimidating girl met at a commoners' café to make plans. They constantly moved locations, but nothing would hide them from the infuriatingly smart Kaede.
"She's onto us!" Tamaki cried after finding Kaede outside the door of their most recent location; the fast food place near Haruhi's apartment. To their despair, she walked in, spotting them immediately.
"Hey guys," she greeted casually. The host club struggled to meet her casual greeting. A telepathic message rose above the group: Act natural!
"Hey Shirai," Kyoya matched Kaede.
"What the hell are you guys doing?" How. Did. She. Know. SO EASILY?! "But, since I know whatever you're going to do will be super idiotic and won't work unless the world fell into ruins... I'm not even going to question it."
"We've been working on this for some time now, and we haven't started on our plan!" Hikaru exclaimed, losing hope. The host club was walking with their heads down to their mansions after that encounter with Kaede.
"Don't worry, Hika-chan; the plan will be applied tomorrow," Honey said, with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Haruhi looked in horror at her [moronic] friends. They were too eager to make Kaede "happy" again. Although, it's probably to try and stop scary Kaede from coming out and murdering them.
So much for striving to make girls happy, Haruhi thought, it looks like this is for their own amusement. Haruhi, though, wasn't worried. If this plan was to backfire, the boys would be dead. But, as a girl and Kaede's closest friend, her actions would have been deemed forced because of the guys. It wasn't actually far from the truth, anyways.
It was clear Haruhi hadn't been briefed thoroughly of the plan, for when she spotted a familiar blue Shirai Company cellphone in Hikaru's hand, she freaked out. "You guys stole Kaede's smartphone?!" she said. They have moved locations to a luxurious Chinese restaurant.
"It's for the good of all of us," Tamaki answered solemnly. "Now, Kaoru, will you do the honors?"
"Yes, boss," the red head took the phone in his hands and turned it on. All of them, even Haruhi, leaned in to see the screen. "It's... locked." They all fell out of their chairs, except for Kyoya.
"Here, let me see it," he said, taking the phone. He typed four numbers, and it unlocked.
"How did you know how to open Kaede's phone?" Haruhi asked, dreading the answer.
"It's the first four digits of her social security number."
"How the hell do you know that?!" They ignored Haruhi and went on with their ridiculous plan. Kyoya did the honors; he looked into Kaede's contacts to find any friends of hers.
"None?!" they all cried.
"Wait; let's check her voicemails for any friends, then," Kyoya proposed. They all nodded, and found five voicemails from the same number. "These are all during school and host club hours; she must've not had the time to reply to her friend."
"C'mon, let's call the friend; maybe the person will make Kaede like the way she was!"
~Plan Start~
[Kaede]
During host club hours the next day, I was requested by Tamaki-senpai to stay as a girl and help clean the host club room. I, who did not have anything against sweeping and dusting, readily obliged. I had known from the start that they had stolen my phone, which had miraculously appeared on the table the day after I reportedly "lost" it.
I sighed, taking a break and drinking water after sweeping for an hour. It was now after club hours, and I was starting to be annoyed at the work they gave me. I plopped onto my favorite couch; the one where I had spent my days resting when I was sick. After being satisfied, I walked to the broom to begin sweeping again. Before I continued cleaning, swift hands covered my eyes. "Guess who?" a familiar voice asked in English. Recognizing it immediately, I swerved and slapped the guy so hard he fell to the ground.
It was Justin Permit; my worst enemy.
I had slapped him so hard he was unconscious. I inwardly patted myself on the back. The rush of adrenaline had been nice. Now, though, I was crossing my arms and glaring dangerously at a greatly intimidated host club. "What is the meaning of this?" I said, dangerously soft.
"W-w-w-well... w-w-we thought if you met one of y-y-your old f-friends, then y-y-you'll be happy," Tamaki-senpai stuttered.
"Idiot," I said, my long bangs creating a demonic, scary effect. "That guy is not at all my friend."
"Really? That hurts." Justin was up again, getting enough strength to sit up. He had a big red welt on his cheek, and a bump on his head.
The hosts' eyes widened, realizing that Justin wasn't actually bad looking, but most likely coming to the conclusion that they were way more handsome than him. Haruhi, though, was confused. She didn't know how to speak English as well as the hosts or me, who doesn't have any trace of a Japanese accent when talking English. "Get out of here," I growled angrily. "You have no right to be here, standing in front of me."
"Oh, so I'm a commoner now, is that what you're saying?" the guy said in English, standing up. The hosts gasped as I ran lightning speed, taking Justin by the collar and pinning him hard against the wall.
"You can't affect any people in this room, and Haruhi is protected from you," I said. "I will say this once more: Get out!" I practically threw the boy in the direction of the exit.
He was pushed as the doors, with the help of my guards, closed.
I turned to the host club, who were all looking very frightened at my dark aura. "What...in...the...world?!" I shouted, glaring at them. "Don't get my phone and call one of my worst enemies!"
"Wai...what?" Hikaru said.
"We never told you-" Kaoru continued.
"About using your phone and calling the guy!" they finished together. I sighed.
"I knew all along you guys were doing something weird, but I didn't want to believe you would call Justin!" I yelled. Ootori, though, seemed unfazed. Actually, he looked a bit mad.
"Is he your ex-boyfriend or something from back in the states?" he asked, looking vexed. I grabbed his collar and pulled him close so I could glare right into his eyes. He flinched.
"That horrible playboy was never my boyfriend, and never will be," I growled. Ootori seemed somewhat uplifted by that statement, but didn't look in the least calm. For goodness' sakes, I was pulling him close by the collar and growling at him. I released him, sighing. "I'm going."
I exited rather dramatically afterwards.
[Third Person]
For a second, it was silent. But then, much to Haruhi's surprise, she found everyone except Mori and Kyoya cheering. "One step closer to making her happy again!" they cheered. The commoner girl sighed.
"How the hell is she even near happy?!" Haruhi yelled. The four people continued with their happy dance.
"Because! We can know what happened and why she's like this now!" Tamaki cried. They twirled like morons.
"First, we should ask Justi-chan!" Honey chimed.
"Wait, what?!"
[Kaede]
I lay in bed awake, thinking about what the host club had done. What were they thinking, bringing Justin? Out of all people... I sat up, looking for my old kicking dummy.
I took it out, the worn thing, and began... killing it. "Ugh!" I groaned, finally ripping the body into pieces. I swear, my guards inched away from me after that.
I buried my face into my hands, willing myself to cry. At this frustrating moment, colliding with my past in America, I still couldn't cry.
[Third Person]
The next day, since it was Saturday, the host club had enough time to find where Justin was staying at. They were all dressed in commoner clothes, Haruhi in girl ones, and rode in Tamaki's limousine to his hotel. They never thought that he would be rich.
"Whoa...," Haruhi said, looking around the shiny place. "I didn't think that Justin would be rich too!"
"Let's just go," Kyoya said, leading the way inside. At the counter was a girl, thankfully, who looked rather stressed. "Hello, may we find where Justin Permit is?" he asked charmingly. The poor girl, bombarded by cute boys, could only nod and write the number on paper. "Thank you."
They all followed Kyoya to Room 194, Haruhi asking on the way, "How did you know his last name?"
"Sources," was all he said. They quickly reached his room.
"Justi-chan's room is loud," Honey said. It was true; some weird dub step music was playing, and it was loud.
Kyoya knocked on the door. "Come in!" they heard him say in English. When they opened the door, they saw half naked girls wrapping themselves around Justin.
"What the...?" Tamaki said, his eyes widening at the dirty sight.
"So... I see the bodyguards Kaede seduced are here in my hotel room," he sneered, "Should I be graced to your presence?"
Mori stepped up with a dark aura. "Don't talk about her that way," he said. Justin rolled his eyes, and spotted Haruhi in the group.
"Oh, did they send me a cute one?" he said, eyeing her. "Come, my dear." He waved her over.
"No way," Haruhi retorted in choppy English. Justin raised his eyebrows, standing up from his position. The girls whined, for they wanted more of him.
"I love the ones who rebel," he said, coming closer to Haruhi. Tamaki started to try to protect her, but he was cut off by a familiar low voice.
"Touch Haruhi, Justin, and she'll be the last thing you ever touch," they heard Kaede's low, cutting edge tone. She was in a defensive stance around the innocent girl. She glared daggers at the girls, who ran, squeaking. Then, she gazed in Justin's eyes.
The guy whimpered. The host club watched in amazement as the playboy fell weak to the ground. "D-don't s-stare i-into m-my eyes," Justin said weakly.
In that split second, the club remembered that moment when Kaede had gazed into Justin's eyes. She had revealed to him, they realized, both of her eyes.
From the day they knew her, they had never seen her right eye. But, after seeing the effect it had on Justin, they were even more scared of her.
"What are you guys looking at?" Kaede asked in a hoarse voice, finding Tamaki and the twins staring at her.
"N-nothing!" they cried. After the encounter with the disgusting playboy, they found themselves being treated to fast food by Kaede.
"I can't believe you guys went to his hotel room," she sighed, brushing her bangs with her hand. "With Haruhi, too." She looked worriedly to Haruhi. "Are you alright?"
"Yes," she squeaked. Tamaki was still enraged by it.
How dare that guy touch Haruhi?! he thought.
"Why were you guys there?" Kaede said, popping another fry in her mouth.
"Actually, we were looking to find out why you were so different after coming back from the States," Kyoya replied truthfully, for once not in his notebook.
"Here," Kaede said, putting down her coke on the table. "I'll tell you the story with Justin."
"Really?" they all asked eagerly.
"Well, if I don't tell it, who knows what you guys will do?"
Story Start
My first friend in the U.S. was a girl named Rei. Rei was sweet and kind, and helped me get accustomed to life in America. She was very trusting and was a bad judge of character, so when she introduced Justin to me as her boyfriend, I immediately knew something was going to go awry.
Rei tried to make me go on a double date with her and Justin, pairing me up with one of his friends. I rejected, not wanting to associate myself with the likes of him. I tried planting seeds of doubt in her mind, asking her questions like "Where was he this weekend, instead of with you?"
I always asked her what was good with the guy. She responded, saying, "He's nice, popular, plays football, and has a 4.0 GPA."
I answered back, "Is that all you know about him?"
"..." She didn't reply back to that question. When I found some information on him, I knew it was off. He wasn't normal. I knew he was a rich kid disguising with the commoner kids (no offense, Haruhi) from the time I saw his ridiculous profile.
Curious, I changed my mind and met up with her and Justin for the double date, wanting to know who he really was. It was the wrong thing to do. He took interest in me.
"Who is this?" he asked, eyeing me like he did every girl.
"My friend, Kaede," Rei answered, oblivious to his perverted action. "Kaede, this is Justin."
"Whatever," I said nonchalantly, pulling Rei away from Justin. "Do you truly know him?" I hissed.
"Yeah!" she said enthusiastically. "His favorite color is red, he loves ducks-"
"No, I mean what matters," I interrupted. Her eyes widened. "You don't know a thing about that guy." I kept on going. "Did you see the way he looked at me? How can you possibly trust him?"
She slapped me, right then and there.
"I don't know what you have against my boyfriend," she threatened, "but stop it right now!" With that, I glared at her.
"I don't have time for a friend who picks scum like that over me," I growled.
"Well...!"
"What can you possibly say to defend him?"
Rei ignored me for the rest of the night, ditching me to go around with Justin. Except, at the end of the double date, somehow, I found myself alone with Justin. Right there, he made a move like what you guys saw in the hotel room.
Rei interrupted at that part, and she ran away, crying. Afterwards, she blamed it all on me. A rift split through us, and she ignored me, which wasn't hard, considering we went to different schools.
Actually, what bothered me the most was that they kept dating after that.
Story End
Kaede
"Whoa, wait. That's why you're so emotionless sometimes?" the twins asked incredulously. I shook my head.
"No, but it built up to more. Rei eventually found out about Justin's fortune and used it against me," I said, standing up. "I was already a cynical person, but I couldn't believe my closest friend turned out to be a worthless, disloyal person. Being the merciful person I used to be, I retaliated too late and just decided to move to Japan."
"Can you tell us the whole story?" Haruhi asked, squirming. She was the only one who was concerned to dig up my weird, dramatic past. I didn't really mind, but it was a ridiculous tale to tell. My past was just an unnecessarily dramatic middle school life, and it's so dumb it's embarrassing. What's more dumb is that I let it get to me.
"Not today," I told her. "But I'll tell you this: Rei got another boyfriend, one she loved profusely. Let's just say that he broke up with her and confessed his love to me the next day." They all gasped. "All in all, I moved to another country because of Justin and that dumb b-"
"-But, Kaede," Haruhi said, "Why did you mean earlier, 'You can't affect any people in this room, and Haruhi is protected from you?'"
"I just thought that I'd like to protect the life I have now from that jerk," I replied. I hid my face, as they looked at me (except Kyoya) with touched faces. I walked out of the restaurant with my fries before I could say anything else sappy.
A/N: What was that? One step closer to knowing what happened to her, right?
Oh, if you read my other fanfic, you'll realize that the other girl also had something against her friend's boyfriends. What can I say; I don't really like untrustworthy boys dating my friends.
Thanks, mutemuia, justaislinn, and Just-a-Rando for reviewing!
Justaislinn: I do realize the plot currently is static, but I hope with this chapter it'll start progressing a bit.
Please review!
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