Sorry I haven't updated in so long. Dx Teachers are trying to kill us with homework! I hope you enjoy this chapter. This is kind of what I though the Host Club did to get all of those rose petals flying, kinda how they did in the first episode! AGain, sorry I haven't updated in so long... D:
-Tsuki
"Hey Yuki! We need your help with something!" I paused, walking over to the twins.
"What's up?" I asked.
"Can you help us take these petals off of the roses?" They asked, showing me a bunch of bundles or brightly colored roses. I sighed. Of course they wanted to do this, it such a waste though! I wonder how much money they spend just to have the petals...
"Why? What are you guys going to do?" I asked.
"Don't take all of the petals off, just the ones with spots on them to or ones that stick out to make it look younger. We use those petals for our dramatic welcome—" (Huh, at least they admitted it)
"—and then we use the roses for the centerpiece of the tables, so it's like a win-win." Kaoru finished, holding out a rose for me. I sighed, taking it.
"Sure, sure, I'll help."
"Haruhi's helping too, so don't worry!" They grinned, practically skipping away.
"...Those slave drivers..." I mumbled, trudging to the music room and pushing open the door. "Holy..." The room seemed to be buried in roses! They covered the couches, the tables, and the floor. They were different colors too. It was really pretty, and if you took a deep breath then you could smell the fragrance of them.
"Hey Yuki, I'm guessing Hikaru and Kaoru got you to do this too?" Haruhi asked, plucking a rose of a few petals, inspecting it, before putting it in a pile, tossing the petals in a huge bag.
"Wow... I've never seen so many roses before..." I said in awe. She nodded.
"I said the same thing before they forced me to do this." She sighed. I laughed slightly.
"Well then, I'll help you." I said, walking over and seating myself on the couch. I took a rose and looked at it carefully. It would be too noticeable that it was dying in a day, but I guess it could work for now. I plucked any petals that were sticking too far out, or that had bruises, being careful not to take too many petals off. When we were done, we sat back, sighing. "Next time, let's not do what the twins say, agreed? Haruhi nodded. I looked at the bags filled with rose petals.
"This is pretty amazing though." Haruhi said. I nodded.
"I've never seen so many roses before..." I yawned. "I'm tired..." I lay down on the couch, making some stray petals fly up in the air slightly, before landing back down. I scrunched up my nose, blowing away a petal that landed on my nose. "You think it's ok if I take a nap?" I asked Haruhi, closing my eyes anyways. She 'hmmed'.
"I don't think they'd mind." She said.
-P.O.V Change-
Haruhi looked over at the couch, and sweat dropped slightly.
"She really fell asleep..." She muttered. The door opened and the other hosts came bouncing/walking/trotting/strutting in. "Hey guys. Be careful, Yuki's asleep." The twins slid over to the couch she was sleeping on, and an adoring look came over their features.
"Awww~ Like an angel~" They cooed, making kissy faces. Haruhi and Kyoya's eyebrow twitched. Haruhi pinched their hands.
"Cut it out you guys." Tamaki came over, and his expression melted to one of adoration. Yuki was sprawled out on the couch, her hands folded across her lap and a gentle expression on her face. The rose petals from earlier were scattered around her body and head, making it look like a picture from a magazine. Soon, there were camera flashes, and a vein slowly grew on Haruhi's head. "Cut it out you guys!" She grabbed the camera from them, only to have it snatched from her hand. She looked up to see Kyoya looking at the pictures.
"Kyoya-sempai?" Kaoru asked. Kyoya smirked, his bangs hiding his eyes. Everyone felt an unpleasant shudder run down their spines.
"This could turn out to be profitable." They all anime fell.
Seriously, what's with this guy!?
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"Yuki-kun! Can you sign this for me?"
"Me too!" I blinked, looking up from my book.
"Sure, what is..." I paused, seeing what they were holding out, "...it..." I took the pictures from them. They were me... as I was sleeping... in the host club room... with rose petals...
...
(...Are you alive?)
...
I flashed the girls a bright smile and signed the pictures, trying not to break the pen as they left, smiling an waving at me, giggling madly.
Those twins are going to regret this...
"Hikaru! Kaoru! What the hell were you thinking!?" I demanded, marching up to them and staring up indignantly at them. They smiled innocently, linking arms.
"We don't know what you're talking about—" Hikaru started,
"—so can you clarify, please?" Kaoru finished. My eyebrow twitched, and I crossed my arms, my foot tapping against the ground.
"You both know damn well what I'm talking about." I growled. They inched away, and I glared them both down. Well... as much as I could while glaring up at them. "You. Have. Three. Seconds. To. Run." My bangs covered my eyes as I clenched my fists, wanting to bash their heads together. I heard footsteps run away. Fast. I took a deep breath, trying to push down the murderous rage building up. I put on a fake, painfully sweet smile and headed to the Music Room.
"Kyoya Ootori." Said male turned around, raising an eyebrow slightly at me.
"Yes?" He asked. I glared, showing him a picture of me sleeping on the couch.
"You let those bastards take pictures of me, didn't you?" I growled, crushing the picture slightly in my hand. He pushed up his glasses with his index finger, creating a glare.
"They took the pictures of their own accord, I just printed them out and handed them to the guests." He explained.
"But you didn't stop them, you printed them out. So that means you're also a criminal in this!" I pointed an angry finger at him. He smirked slightly at me, looking slightly amused.
"I only did what was best for the Host Club." I rolled my eyes, turning on my heels.
"Because all you care about is money. Bastard." I muttered under my breath.
"What was that?" I furrowed my brows.
"Nothing at all Sempa — Uwah!" I turned red, stumbling back into a wall when I found he was right behind me, leaning down to stare at me with a pleasant but one of those 'you-wanna-repeat-what-you-just-said?-It'll-be-your-death-wish' smiles. I turned slightly pale, laughing nervously.
"I said absolutely nothing... Ehehe... you must've heard... wrong..." I said, my voice getting smaller as he advanced. I felt like a cornered rabbit, and I felt heat crawl up my neck and to my cheeks. He smirked slightly, leaning down.
"Really?" He was definitely amused, and I turned a brighter red.
"Y-yeah... y-you mind giving me a little space..." I trailed off. Our noses were almost touching, and I felt like he was ignoring my personal bubble for his own amusement. Bastard. I jumped slightly when I felt something warm encase my hand, and I stuttered slightly when I found out Kyoya had taken my hand in his. He kept the smug smirk on his face as he lifted my hand and pressed his lips to my knuckles. My eyes widened and I quickly tugged my hand out of his grip, pressing myself against the wall and looking to the side.
"Y-y-you…! You c-corrupting Shadow King!" I stuttered.
-P.O.V Change-
Kyoya froze. Yuki had — no... Natsu had said that to him when they went to the cruise. He was shocked, and he stepped back slightly, giving her some space.
'Why?'
"Kyoya-sempai?" He looked to see Yuki staring at him curiously. He gave her a smile, hoping it would cover up the uneasiness he felt. It didn't.
"That reminds me. The twins were looking for you and Haruhi. I think they wanted to dress you up in their mother's designs. Her eye twitched, and she clenched her fists.
"...I'm going to murder them." She muttered threats under her breath, stalking off down the hall. When she disappeared around the corner, Kyoya let out a breath he didn't realize he held in. Why? Why would that happen at such a time? He was finally getting used to 'Yuki', but she keeps showing signs of remembering the past, and now this... If only she knew what she was doing to him... Or even better, even though he might not realize it and deny it...
He secretly wished she would remember the love she held for him.
