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Chapter 6: The game started
"Am I late?" she asked, sitting in front of him on the chair with a light green, soft seat.
"Slightly," the dark haired man gave her a thin smile, looking at his expensive, elegant wrist watch.
"I am sorry," she mumbled, fixing her bag that fell from the chair handle after she unceremoniously threw it there, "Hikaru and Kaoru wanted to play their stupid games again."
Kyoya Ootori pushed his glasses up and looked at her with concealed irritation, raising his eyebrows up with an attitude of patronizing superiority.
"Please do not be late for our meetings" he said shifting his neck towards the waitress, "that will result in an unnecessary suspicion if I wait for you here, and will cause significantly unpleasant problems for both of us."
"I am really sorry, senpai," she mumbled, "I will try harder. So what did you wanted to discuss with me?"
"Did you already decide on your order?" the cheerful waitress asked approaching them.
Haruhi looked at her a little bit startled and quickly grabbed the menu. She tried to find something that she would enjoy and wouldn't be too expensive. She couldn't afford everything even though the cafe was a commoner one. She realized that her hesitation was too obvious and the Shadow King actually noticed it.
"I will pay," Kyoya said in a bored tone. "Order whatever you like."
That was strange. Did he really say that? He perhaps is going to later on charge her for it. Haruhi looked at the delicious cookies in the list and chose a strawberry chocolate cake.
"What about you, sir?" the waitress turned to Kyoya.
"Coffee," he said without looking at her and checking the folder he had in his hands.
"Now can we proceed..." he was interrupted by a cheerful tap on their table. The man who found them in the closet yesterday was looking at him and smiling enthusiastically.
"It is nice to have you here today," he said. "Did you already order anything?"
Kyoya only nodded, trying to avoid eye contact with him. The man looked to the waitress's direction and waved at her.
"I hope you will be satisfied," he said leaving.
"Now I regret for getting those cookies" Kyoya snorted and then gently pushed the folder to Haruhi.
"What is this?" she asked taking the folder.
"I carefully planned everything for our future actions to ensure that my dad won't suspect anything," he started as Haruhi opened the folder looking at the long and strange schedule sheets. "But we also have to take the host club into consideration. If we make a show for my dad he might buy it. But we won't be able to convince the club that an actual relationship was blossomed between me and you. So we need to fight with two fronts; my father and the host club. We should make sure none of them suspect anything."
Haruhi's face started to burn in awkwardness. How will they manage to do all of the things Kyoya planned? It was completely crazy.
"Senpai?" she gasped, "aren't we going a little bit too far with this?"
"Well, do you have different ideas in your mind that you could share with me?" Kyoya asked.
This was too much. The whole Ootori family was crazy. The father is forcing her to seduce the son. The son forces her to have a strictly timed life according to the crazy script he wrote. This was worse than being the host club's dog. And when was she supposed to live her real life, other than pretending being a guy and following Kyoya's script of behavior?
"I will not remember all of this" she sighed.
"Memorize it" Kyoys smirked "I can bet that honour student Haruhi Fujioka has a good memory."
Rich bastard!
"Your order" the waitress placed Haruhi's cake and Kyoya's coffee on the table.
"Thank you" Haruhi smiled to the girl moving the cup to Kyoya herself. He gracefully took it off her hands and put it in front of him.
"I have a request Haruhi" Kyoya smiled sipping from the cup.
She looked at him surprised almost scared and nodded for him to continue.
"I certainly know you, but not well enough to play this kind of game with my father. I would be very pleased if you filled the form in the folder and gave it to me. it's the last document there."
She opened the folder and quickly turning to the last page took out the white paper form. She glanced at the questions and nodded in agreement. They were personal questions.
Kyoya's phone ring. His facial expression changed when he looked at the screen.
"They know we are here" he mumbled.
"Who?" Haruhi looked at him a little bit surprised.
"The host club" Kyoya snorted "They are walking here."
He turned his phone to Haruhi and he saw Tamaki, twins, Mori and Honey near the cafe. She looked very surprised. How did Kyoya got the photo. Seems like he has his own spies around here. What else did she expect from Yoshio's son.
"What do we do?" Haruhi asked grabbing her bag "Do we hide in the closet?"
"No" he said suddenly smiling "we start playing the game."
Mother in heaven save me from this lunatics!
"What do I do?" she said almost scared.
"Stick to the first page." Kyoya smirked.
The door of the cafe was opened and five very well dressed and handsome customers walked in. Haruhi's eyes almost jumped out of her eyesockets when she saw Tamaki, Kaoru and Hikaru, Mori and Honey walking towards them. They looked a little bit angry.
"Why did you take our daughter all to yourself mommy?" Tamaki screamed so loudly the other customers in the cafe turned to look at them.
"Tono is right." Hikaru snapped angrily.
Haruhi's face became so red and hot she felt she will burn in a second turning into ashes.