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Author's note: This author's note and chapter is completely dedicated to Catzi. She PMed me right during the middle of typing this chapter…with the suggestion of doing exactly what I was already in the middle of doing in this chapter. So apparently we're on the same wavelength, that silly 'Idea Mistress' of mine.
"Harry-kun, you're here after school almost every single day. Why not just attend here as a student?" Kaoru tapped lightly at his chin with his pen before going back to the doodle he was working on. "What do you do during the day anyway?"
"Wouldn't you like to know? I assure you it's scandalous." Harry chuckled, shrugging before taking another bite of the raspberry cheesecake in front of him. The moment he had walked into the Music room he had been captured by Hani, and forced to suffer such delicious torture for well over an hour.
"He does his class work at home, or he goes to the embassy to pick up updates from home or turn in those assignments." Haruhi interrupted before the banter could go any further. Really, who knew that her cousin was such a pervert? Maybe her father had gotten it from that side of the family too…Brits were pretty warped.
"You take the fun out of life Haruhi." He grumbled, ignoring the chuckles from the hosts who decided to listen in. Before he could say another word though, there was a light knocking at the door. It was quiet for a moment, and just as Kyouya was going to call for the person to 'Enter' they all heard shuffling; like the sound of a chair being dragged across the hall, followed by a few thumps against the door before it slowly drew open. There, like an adorable little goddess of destruction and chaos…was the youngest Nekozawa child, standing upon an ornate chair so she could reach the door-handle.
"Onee-chan! You said when you came to Japan you would visit!" The five year old hopped down from the chair, confusing the Hosts even more as she ran past Haruhi (who was the only female in the room, even if the comment about visiting didn't make sense) and hopped up into the lap of Harry Potter. "You promised Onee-chan! And I heard from the servants that you've been playing with Onii-chama for days!"
"…'Onee-chan'? Do you have something to confess Harry-kun?" Hikaru snickered, about ready to burst into full laughter before he was beamed over the head with a fork. "Ow!"
"You be nice to Onee-chan! He's going to marry my Onii-chama and live with us like an Onee-chan should." Kirimi nodded firmly, having no doubt in her mind that this was absolutely true.
"Harry-kun is a boy, Kirimi-chan." Kyouya glanced over to Hikaru who was being attended to by Kaoru. The redhead didn't look like he would have a cut, which was the best, injuries may end up causing a drop in attendance…and with that would go profits.
"It doesn't matter. Onee-chan is perfect for my Onii! He makes my nii-chama smile and he plays with me." She glared at the demon king, only stopping when she felt a soft hand touch lightly to the bottom of her chin. She looked up at Harry, a soft pout on her lips. "It's true Onee-chan, you should marry my brother so we can be together forever! I'll be really good!"
"Being good is important Kirimi-chan! But you cannot force love between two people! Harry-kun is male and therefore prefers the company of women in the battlefield of love." Tamaki declared boldly, one foot held on the couch as he tilted his hand up towards the heavens in a gracious offering. He purposely ignored the ache in his chest, which almost reminded him of guilt and deceit. "It is what must be done. A woman loves a man, and a man loves a woman."
Harry and Haruhi both snorted in unison, looking at each other with matching smirks. If you hadn't known the two were biologically related, you would have your doubts as to whether or not they were. Perhaps they were spending too much time around one another as well as the Hitachiin twins, this couldn't be healthy.
"I'm gay Tamaki-kun." Harry said flatly, kind of amused by the quick responses this brought from around the room. He could feel the stares boring into him as he gave a sweet smile. "You don't need to worry though, you're not my type."
"Onee-chan needs someone who can take care of him." Kirimi nodded firmly, wrapping her small arms around the teen's neck.
"I can take care of myself very easily imouto-chan." Harry gave the girl a small kiss on the forehead. "Now, if you're here I bet your brother or servants are looking for you, let's go find them okay?" After the two had left the room, Hikaru turned and looked at a flabbergasted Tamaki who was still staring after Harry.
"You're very good at putting your foot in your mouth Tono."
"Haruhi-chan! Harry-kun! Are you home my darlings?" Ranka called as he opened the front door, looking at his family as they sat over a game of Monopoly. He stared at the two for a moment, taking in a pouting Harry and a smug looking Haruhi.
"Come on Harry-kun, it's your only option left. Hand over Indiana and Tennessee…You have them mortgaged anyway. I'll buy them off of you and you'll be free to pass." Haruhi nearly snickered, ignoring the puppy-dog eyes that her cousin sent her way. "Those won't work. I get that from the twins all the time, remember?"
"But Sirius is the king of puppy-dog eyes! I learned it from him." Harry grumbled, glaring at the board as if it was some form of evil incarnate. "You really spend too much time around Kyouya-san you money grubber."
Harry sighed dramatically and looked the board over once more, before reaching over and tipping over his little 'doggie' and waving an invisible flag in surrender. "You win."
"Are you two done now? Because your beloved Ranka-chan comes bearing gifts!" Ranka plopped himself down on the floor in between Harry and Haruhi. "One of my lovely customers owns a theme park just outside Tokyo, and in thanks for my friendship he brought me over a number of entrance tickets!" Ranka reached into his bag and flashed them a large stack of tickets.
"Eight tickets? Just what exactly did you do to earn those…Auntie." Harry still had a little trouble squeezing that out, but hey; when in Japan, do as the Japanese do.
"Oh hush, you're a naughty boy Harry-kun!" Harry rubbed his shoulder where Ranka hit him a little too hard and pouted, eyeing the man. "Now, since I have to work the day these tickets are intended for…I thought I would give them to you two and you could go with your little friends."
"Well…I suppose it does sound like fun. Should we ask the club tomorrow Harry-kun?"
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