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A petite woman with long brunette hair entered the Third Music Room after club activities ended the next day. The Host Club rushed to usher her to sit down at a couch. The woman stared at the host across from her with warm chocolate eyes.
"Haruhi-obachan, this is Akira Onitaka. Akira claims to be the daughter of your cousin, Mei," Yoshi introduced the newest host. Haruhi Souh gave Akira a small smile. The young host looked nearly nothing like Mei, but Haruhi could see the little movements that reminded her of her cousin.
"Well, Mama?" Takuya asked urgently, peeking from behind the couch his mother sat at across from Akira. "Is Akira my cousin?"
Haruhi sighed softly before she turned to her son. "Yes. Akira is your cousin."
Takuya jumped up and dived to hug Akira. "Welcome to my family, Akira-itoko! Oh, we'll be so close from now on! We'll do everything together!"
"Takuya," Haruhi snapped her fingers together, her son immediately backing away from Akira.
"Arigato, Oba-chan," Akira said softly.
"I would have come yesterday, but I had some urgent business at my office to attend to," Haruhi apologized to Akira. "I'm a lawyer, you see."
"I know," Akira said with a small bow. "Ka-san always talks about how proud she is to call you her cousin."
"Now, Akira," Haruhi said, a small smile forming on her lips at the younger's words. "Did Mei make you dress like that or was it my half-crazed son?"
"I-It was Takuya-senpai," Akira answered quickly, a blush forming on his face. Haruhi looked at Yoshi with a raised eyebrow.
"You let him do this?" she said, causing the dark-haired boy to nod. Haruhi sighed and stood.
"Mama, where are you going?" Takuya said frantically.
"Hikaru! Kaoru! Na! Ne! I know you guys are around!" Haruhi called out. There was a loud bang as the Hitachiin adults rushed to come meet their old friend.
"What is Haru-chan?" Na said as the four of them hugged Haruhi in various ways.
"Calling us out after so long of no use?" Kaoru finished for his wife.
"Dress Akira appropriately," Haruhi said as she stepped away from the four red-heads. "I don't want to send Akira back to Mei like this."
"Of course," Ne bowed mockingly.
"We'd be happy to assist the Mrs. Souh." Hikaru continued mockingly.
"Just do it you guys," Haruhi sighed. The four Hitachiins laughed as they rushed to grab their newest doll. Akira looked frantically back and forth as Na and Ne circled around the room, eaching eyeing the host.
"Black hair, black eyes, and tanned skin," Na murmured, passing to Akira's left.
"Warm colors would look good, but nothing too dark," Ne concluded as she passed to Akira's right. Both Hitachiin women froze on either side of the scared host and snapped their fingers.
"Hikaru! Kaoru! Design 47K!" they called together as they moved forward to undress Akira. The two Hitachiin men stepped through the curtains moments later witht heir eyes closed and boxes in their hands. Na and Ne quickly took the boxes and shooed the two out of the room. With a flourish of clothes, Na and Ne had Akira ready to show the others.
"Gentlemen of the Junior Host Club and Madam Haruhi!" they said together mockingly as they stepped back into the Third Music Room. Everyone turned to them expectantly. "We have the honor to present our newest doll, Miss Akira Onitaka!"
Out from behind them walked Akira in a large pink dress. The dress had ribbons and lace all over it and puffed out from Akira at the host's hips. Wrapped around Akira's waist was a large pink ribbon, tied into a bow. On Akira's feet were pink ballerina shoes that were laced up the host's bare legs. In Akira's hair was a pink ribbon and Akira's hair was extended with light pink extensions. Everyone stared at her in shock.
"I told you appropriately, not like a china doll!" Haruhi yelled at Na and Ne, who only shrugged.
"But this is appropriate for the niece of Mrs. Souh," they said nonchalantly. They looked over Haruhi's shoulder to see Takuya's mouth opening and shutting like a landed fish and that his face was redder than the rose he had in his hand. They looked over to the other hosts to see that both of their sons were almost the same as Takuya, Ichigo and Tori were smiling slightly, and that Yoshi, the biggest shock to them of all, was hiding his face behind his journal. The laughed softly, knowing that he was blushing at their handiwork.
"Y-You didn't say you were a girl!" Takuya said, his arms flying everywhere as he ran to his cousin. "Now I really must protect you from everything at this school!"
Akira side stepped, causing Takuya to go flying onto his face as he tried to hug her.
"I may be a girl, but I am not one that is needed to be protected or dressed up," she said before she turned on her heel to go change back into her uniform. Takuya sat up with tears in his eyes as he looked after his cousin.
"Oh well," the four Hitachiin adults shrugged. "We still get to dress her up all we want after we call Mei."
"No," Haruhi said as she brought out her cell phone. "Mei has enough problems with that husband of hers than to have to deal with you four."
"Oh?" Takuya's ears perked up at his mother's words. "What is wrong with Mei-obachan?"
Haruhi sighed as she looked her son in the eyes. She quickly glanced towards the dressing room to make sure Akira wasn't coming.
"You must promise not to say a word about this," she said quietly. Takuya and the rest of the people in the room nodded. "But Mei. . ."
Oh! Cliffy! I figured that was enough and I wanted this next chapter to be big.
The base for Akira's dress is Lolita -Zusa- by Ayasal on deviantart.
I'm going to start doing this at the end of every chapter. Here is the list of characters in this story:
Takuya Souh- 17, son of Haruhi Fujioka and Tamaki Souh, Prince of the Host Club
Masaru Hitachiin- 16, son of Aileana Veddette and Kaoru Hitachiin, Little Devil Type
Makoto Hitachiin- 15, son of Aileene Veddette and Hikaru Hitachiin, Little Devil Type
Yoshi Ohtori- 17, son of Koharu Veddette and Kyouya Ohtori, Shadow Prince
Hotaru Morinozuka (Tori)- 18, son of Caitlin Veddette and Takashi Morinozuka, Silent Type
Ichirou Haninozuka (Ichigo)- 18, son of Tasia Veddette and Mitsukuni Haninozuka, Lolita Type
Akira Onitaka- 16, unfortunatly poor, sadly the child of Mei (for those of you who don't know, she's the daughter of Ranka's friend/ the pension owner), Shy Prince