I do not own the Host Club or anything else just Emiko-chan :3
Chapter 7: Not So Fast
Emiko P.O.V
Later that Night
"I'm sure you're new friends will enjoy these samples."One of the maid's smiles as she walks out the door Aka walks in. With her bird nose high in the air she stalks her way towards me. "Hello, Aka." I say finishing a rose on one of the samplers. "Miss Emiko, Kyoya Ohtori sent this over for you."Looking at her I see she has a box wrapped in light purple. Rubbing my hands on my apron I thank Aka. Resaving the gift Aka starts to walk out of kitchen. "Wait, Aka." Turning around she replies with a yes mam. "Don't you want to stay and see what's in the package?" With a humph she turns around. "It is my job to be a server not one of you're so called 'house friend'. Whatever sent is between you and him." Shrugging my shoulders I place the box on a kitchen counter. Tarring off the pretty paper I see a large black box with a gold colored logo in the middle. Lifting the thin black lid I'm stopped by a high pitched screech, "Oh hurry up and open it I want to see!" Pulling my head away from the gift Aka beams looking at me. Her eyes hold the spirit of anticipation and wonder. Slightly smiling I lift the whole cover off. A note was the first thing I saw. Before I could get my hands on the piece of paper Aka had begun reading.
Dear Miss Emiko, since you don't like the school uniform you must wear something Oran like. In order to be in the host club. So here is a boy jacket, white dress shirt, tie, and a black pleated skirt. Please don't let Mori's attitude today make you dread the host club. He get's that way when he is sleep deprived. We shall talk more tomorrow at 3:00pm sharp. Hunny will meet you after lunch along with Takashi.
Sincerely
Kyoya Ohtori and the Hitachiin family
"Oh the Hatachiin line is the finest of the designers in Japan. Maybe even the world." Aka looks at me with puppy eyes. Giggling I pull out the light purple jacket. It's normal just like the guys but the thing that draw's my eyes is the skirt. Like Kyoya said it's black and pleated yet there are loops for a chain on the side. Smiling I keep on digging into my gifts I pull out everything in the note. Except there is another letter stuffed at the bottom of the box. While Aka was admiring my new school cloths I stuff the note inside my shirt. "Miss. Emiko these are beautiful." Agreeing I place them back into the box. Straitening up Aka walks way. "I believe we can keep this a secret…"winking I understand and bid her a good night.
About two hours later I retire to my sweet. Changing out of my day cloths the note I forgot about falls out. Quickly changing into some longer sweat pants and a white tank top I pick up the note. Flicking off the bath room light I head towards one of the windows. Opening one of the curtains light seeps through the room. Plopping my bum on the edge of the bay window I examine the letter. Nothing fancy just a plane envelope with my name on it. Taking one of my fingers I rip a straight line on the top. Unfolding the note I begin to read.
Emiko, I'm sorry for pinning you down earlier. You're right. Any master would be ashamed if a match ended like that. You did the right thing by holding out your hand. It was my sleepiness that got in the way of the match. Like everyone said I'm not myself when I'm sleepy. Please forgive my actions. We won't talk much tomorrow, but I would like it if you would sit with Mitsukuni and me at lunch. We can start over. Forget anything ever happened. Please Emiko…I want to know you.
Takashi
Sighing I turn towards the moon. "He knows doesn't he…" Thinking about Takashi during the match I couldn't help but see his skill. One of those moves was one my father showed me ages ago. If everyone is right about Mori…like him not talking all the time. Then how will I get a response from him? Could we share some sort of communication I'm not aware of?
Next Day at lunch time
"I like your outfit Emiko-chan!" The little third year grabs a hold of my hand. As he skips along I stop. Looking towards the spot I ate at yesterday. Hunny stops for a second. "Let me just tell Takashi that we will have lunch outside under the tree today. Kay?" A Cute smile crosses his face and I smile for my reply. "I'll meet you under the tree Emi!" Dashing off to his cousin I walk over to the grassy area. "Another, warm day." The breeze quietly blows through my pony tail braids. Setting down my bag I stretch reaching for the sky. Light warms my face and I kick off my shoes and knee length socks. Facing the tree I let myself fall backwards. Rolling around in the thick grass I let out giggles. "Emiko?" Sitting up I know that voice. "Mitsukuni?" Laughing himself he takes a seat a few feet away from my face. Scooting over I lean my back agents the tree trunk. Turning around Mitsukuni waves his arms at the figure in the distance. "Come on Takashi I'm starving!" The little boy rubs his tummy. As the figure passes out Hunny's lunch I pull out my own food. "Another bento lunch!"I say with joy. "I can just smell the spices." Again I take out a coke and chop sticks. Opening up the plastic container I see it's one of my favorite meals. "Salmon and Spicy Oriental Rice! MMM!" Looking around I see that Mitsukuni and Takashi are staring at me with crazy eyes. "You like Oriental?" Stuffing my face with the savory salmon I reply with a yes. "Oriental is my favorite food." Shooting up Hunny beams. "Takashi likes Oriental too! Its his favorite!" Nodding I ignore the yeah the big teen says. Even though he wrote that note and had everyone apologize for his behavior it still won't cut it. I have learned that men aren't to be so easily trusted. Ones in host clubs, especially.
"What else to you do Emiko?" Realizing I ate all my food I sigh looking at the two young men. "I need to get to the Music room and set up things." Knowing the two haven't finished their food I state I'll go alone. "You guys should eat. I'll see you later." Letting out a fake smile I slip back on my shoes and stockings. Picking up my bag I begin my walk out of the small garden. Hearing footsteps behind me I feel a hand grab onto mine. "Emiko, what's the matter with you?" Yanking my hand out of Takashi's I face him. "You hurt Mitsukuni." Peeking around the student I see that Mitsukuni is having a field day picking flowers. "He seems alright to me." I take another step towards the direction I was headed. But yet again I was grabbed by Takashi. "Just answer his" cutting him off my temper arrives into play. "No, Did you ever think it might be to personal? I'm not breaking down my wall for someone I just met. That goes for everyone. Not just Mitsukuni. Everyone." With a force I yank away my hand. "What's the matter with you?" he ask. I roll my eyes. "Oh, so the boy who only says one word things talks? Let me tell you something Takashi Morinzuka, Life isn't fixed by letters and people apologizing for your actions. True you did say you were sorry. But you didn't do it in person. It's going to take a whole lot more to gain trust and forgiveness with me." And with that I walked away to Music Room 3.
An: Okay Im tired lol but here is a semi long chapter. But it's a chapter :D Thank you guys for the reviews :3 I really appreciate them! The next chapter will be a flash forward to a month later!
What will happen?
Is a trip involved?
Will Emiko ever let any of the host members in?
And Why is Takashi so talkative with Emiko and no one else?
Could Love at first sight gotten to him?
Find out next time on I Want Chapter 8 Bonding time!
