"Thirteen girls attended the club. Four requested to sit with Honey-sempai and Mori-sempai, three with Kaoru and Hikaru, and six with our King. All in all, a very successful beginning. I gathered some great data today." Kyoya-sempai was so malicious, so devious, so calculating. There was no way that Kaoru and I were going to be able to get out of this now. Damn those girls. Why the hell did they have to enjoy yaoi so much? You know, this was actually a little bit more fun than I had expected. It was true that we only got half as many guests as Tamaki-sempai, but that was saying something considering Kyoya-sempai didn't have anyone.
"Gentleman, I am proud to have you fighting this battle by my side. We showed those girls what the meaning of chivalry is today. I'm so proud!" Tamaki-sempai's eyes glistened as his fluttered around the table, tears stinging the corner of his eyes. I fought back a smile. I could really get used to this. Not only was it nice to have Hikaru closer than ever, but it was nice to feel like something I did mattered. I'd never really thought of myself being chivalrous, especially considering that love letter game we would play with those girls, but it really did feel good to bring smiles to those girl's faces instead of tears.
Chivalry my ass. Just because I couldn't escape this now didn't mean that I had to enjoy it. Being fawned over by a bunch of girls wasn't all that bad, but I still didn't feel comfortable here. All these people were complete idiots. I wonder what Kaoru thought. If I know my brother like I know I do, he hated it.
"Hika-chan, Kao-chan, aren't you so happy that you've got customers? It was so much fun to play with them today." Honey-sempai mumbled between bites of cake, that idiotic pink bunny's ears flopping underneath his jaw.
"We don't need to have customers to have fun. Kaoru and I do just fine by ourselves." I crossed my arms, ignoring the pout that my words were bringing to the pampered loli-boy. Hikaru really was not having fun. Of course he would be oblivious to the fact that I was actually enjoying myself a little bit.
"We've never needed anyone else and we don't really need this. The only reason we joined was to keep ourselves entertained." I couldn't let Hikaru be alone in this. He was my brother after all. If he didn't want to be here then I would follow him. Just because I was having a little bit of fun didn't mean that I was going to give up Hikaru just like that. Good, at least Kaoru and I were on the same brainwave. I really wasn't expecting him to be excited about this club idea.
"Are you saying that you don't want to be in the Host club after even one day? All daddy wants for his boys is for them to be happy and meet new people!" Daddy? Tamaki-sempai really was a first class idiot, but he was a pure idiot nonetheless. Though, there were so many reasons that the whole 'son' thing just wouldn't work out. Daddy? Really? That's almost as disturbing as the twincest. Almost.
"What makes you think that we care?" I said strongly. I faked my own frustration, knowing that was what Hikaru was feeling. Leaning back in my chair, I crossed my arms behind my head and rolled my eyes. I let my arms hang lip as I sat back in my chair, my fingers brushing the ground and closing my eyes as I heard a strangled gasp come from where Tamaki-sempai had been standing. That foolish lord rushed off into the corner of the room. I swear, this guy needed his own personal raincloud to appear above him in a moment's notice. At least Kaoru and I were still on the same track. Kaoru was always there to support me.
"Reguardless of anyone's desire to be here or not, we did have a rather exceptional amount of guests today, and would do well to remember that even more girls will adorn Music Room Three tomorrow. Our success as a club rides on our guests." Really what he means is that his heartless tax-collector soul wouldn't be satisfied unless the club had an equal or greater number of guests tomorrow. His words were true, but I couldn't help but notice that there was a double meaning in there somewhere. It could just be me, but I truly think there was more to that statement than meets the eye, especially since I can still feel an icy chill on the nape of my neck.
"Kyoya is right!" Well that was a fast recovery, Tamaki-sempai. Like I said before…bipolar, "Our princesses will be joining us again tomorrow, and now that we have officially begun hosting it is our job to make every girl that walks through those doors happy! This is our Olympian quest, gentleman. We shall set on out task like the mighty Hercules, and we will conquer!" This guy was definitely like a feudal lord readying his troops for a battle against a fierce competitor. I didn't like this whole 'brotherly love' thing, but it wasn't as if entertaining girls was that difficult. It wasn't hard to ignore how princely Tamaki-sempai was, but I felt a little bit more pumped than before.
No one would ever be able to tell us apart. I had known that from the beginning, but for some reason those words that Tamaki-sempai spoke right then reminded me of what he said before about someone being able to tell us apart eventually as long as we didn't lock ourselves away. This was a good step towards that goal. Even though Hikaru still didn't seem too pleased, there were ways to make him enjoy this.
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"Kaoru, I don't think that I can do this anymore. Those guys are complete idiots, especially Tamaki-sempai and his princely mental illness. Not to mention that every time Kyoya-sempai looks at me, I feel like he is going to turn me into stone and melt me into tar." It was so nice to be home, finished with our homework, finished with our twincest role-play plans, and playing a game with the only person I could actually relate to.
"B4. It's not all that bad. We just need to find a way to make it more fun. It's not like Kyoya-sempai is every going to let us leave the club now that he knows the club can make a profit off of us." I watched Hikaru lift a white peg and place it on his board. Damn, he was winning again. I really should just stick to reading. It was amusing that Hikaru rarely ever noticed anything in the real world, but in the virtual world of Nintendo DS and board games he was a pro.
"Um…A9. I guess so, but I just don't see how entertaining a bunch of dimwitted girls could be all that fun. It isn't like they are going to ever be able to tell us apart. I don't even think that our Host club sempai's will ever be able to tell us apart." I yawned in the middle of my words. This was so boring. I was winning, like always, but at least it was Kaoru and not any of the losers from our class or the Host club.
"You sunk my battleship. Why are you so mean to me?" I softened my voice and turned my head to the side, trying to bring a tear to my eye. Tamaki-sempai nearly cried with all of his customers and they seemed to really fawn over him even more when he did it. I guess I still had a way to go, "No, they won't ever be able to tell us apart, but at least they are trying to. That's better than everyone else we've ever met. Not even that maid we liked so much tried to tell us apart; she just guessed."
Kaoru was too damn smart for his own good. It was a good thing that I loved him so much, or I wouldn't hesitate smacking him. He had a point though. Even though those guys were complete imbeciles compared to us, they were making an effort.
"Why do you have to do that now? We finished writing the role-play for tomorrow and we aren't in front of giggling girls. It's creepy." I glared over at my reflection who was putting on the most disturbing looking pout ever. It was disturbing because he was trying to master the Tamaki-sempai puppy dog eyes. He just looked like a human with headlights for eyes.
"I figured it would be fun to get into character." I received a glare, "You know, your death glare isn't going to work anymore. I've been stunned by Kyoya-sempai's eyes. I'm surprised I actually ate dinner."
"Getting into character isn't fun. It's disturbing. As is Kyoya-sempai. If Tamaki-semapi is the prince of light then Kyoya-sempai must be the prince of darkness."
"Shadow King!" I laughed and pointed at Hikaru. I nearly had a heart attack as I said those words and pointed at Kaoru. It was true though. That's probably why we both thought of it at the same time. He had those stupid glasses that glinted in the light as if they were the spark to ignite the flames of hell itself. The way he spoke was ice cold, and he was always calculating something in that black notebook he always had on him. That black notebook. It was like he was writing down names for slaughter in there.
"Hikaru. I think I know a way that we could make the Host club more interesting." I closed the lid of the game and leaned my elbows on the table, setting my chin in my hands, grinning devilishly, "For instance, what would happen if the Shadow King suddenly lost his notebook?"
"You know what, Kaoru," I mirrored my brother's expression and movements, matching his sadistic grin with my own, "That's just what I was thinking."
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A/N – So thanks for the support guys. I really enjoy reading your reviews and getting feedback on this story. I really am starting to get into it. The next chapter may take a while to get out, but I already have planned what I basically want to happen so it shouldn't take too long I hope. No promises though. Thanks for reading and don't forget to review!