Holy crap, it's been a while since I've written anything. I know that a lot of you are disappointed that the chapters are so short, so here's a somewhat long one to make it up to you (I have my reasons for not making it longer)! Seriously, you all have no idea how much I appreciate your reviews.
Disclaimer: Host Club characters belong to Bisco Hatori.
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Chapter 7
The Kendo Competition
A limo pulled up in front of Haruhi's apartment. Out of it came Tamaki, Kyouya, and the twins. The self proclaimed king knocked on the door which was answered by Ranka.
"I'm guessing you're here for Haruhi?" The group nodded. "Well then you're out of luck. Mori's family came by earlier to pick her up."
The twins looked at each other with curious looks on their faces, Tamaki was dumbfounded, and Kyouya remained his usual composed self.
"Where did she go?" Tamaki asked.
"Isn't it obvious?" Kyouya said. "She went to the kendo competition."
"What? Let's hurry and get there!"
The place were the kendo competition was being held at was huge. All around Haruhi saw flags of different countries. On the way in, many people greeted Mori and his family.
"Taka's pretty famous in the kendo world." Satoshi whispered to Haruhi.
When they got to their seats, she saw that there were two people already there. "Haruhi, this is Mamori, Mitsukuni's mother and Etsu, Mitsukuni's father." Mana said.
"Mitsukuni has told us a lot about you." Mamori said.
"How is Hunny doing?" the female host questioned.
"He's gotten over the illness, but he still needs to stay home because his immune system is vulnerable."
"I'm glad that he's better."
"He's happy that you're learning kendo."
"Speaking of which. You never learned how a kendo competition works." Hiro said. First off, a kendo competition is called a shiai. It lasts for five minutes. There are three referees who decide whether or not points should be given using flags. You only get points when the attack is made firmly and properly to a target with ki-ken-tai-chi."
"That means spirit, sword, and body as one." Haruhi interjected.
"I didn't know you were doing in depth research." Hiro commented. "See where Takashi and his opponent are at? That is called a Shiai-jo."
The referee waved his flag, signaling the start of the match. At first, Haruhi could only see a flurry of sticks. "Takashi isn't that aggressive whenever we practice." she thought. With a swift movement, Mori swung his shinai and struck his opponent. The referees paused a moment before swinging their flags, indicating a point for Mori.
After excusing herself, Haruhi went to find the bathroom. In the hallway was Mori. "Takashi, congratulations on your match."
"I'm glad that you came."
"Takashi..." She began to move closer to him, but was interrupted.
"There you are Haruhi!" Tamaki said. "Do you like making your father sick by not telling him where you went?"
"Damn rich bastard." she muttered. Seeing that the other hosts were there, she hurried into the bathroom.
Leaning against the wall, she tilted her head toward the ceiling. "Why do I feel like this every time the others come when I'm with Takashi?" She sighed. "Mom, I wish you were here to tell me." She paused at the door. "I'm sure that it's nothing."
When she came out of the bathroom, the other hosts were gone. "They got tired of waiting." Mori said.
"Don't you have another match?"
"Not for a while."
"Is that your girlfriend, Mori?" The owner of the voice had an accent that was definitely not Japanese. Upon looking at the uniform, Haruhi saw that he was from America. He had strawberry blond hair and had brown eyes. "You never told me you had one." he said as he patted Mori on the back. "Oh, my name is Steven Bly."
"I'm Haruhi Fujioka."
"So how long have you known Mori?" Steven asked.
"A year and we aren't dating."
"Sorry, my parents do say that I presume things too much." he chuckled. "Well, I'll be seeing more of you later. I'm going to stay with Mori for a bit after the competition is over." He waved goodbye, leaving Mori and Haruhi alone.
"I never knew you had an American friend."
"I met him a few years ago."
A bell sounded indicating that the next match would start soon. "I have to prepare for my next match." He smiled, ruffled her hair, and then walked away. She stood there until he was out of sight.
When she got back to her seat, the other hosts had made themselves comfortable in whatever seats they could find. The twins looked bored, a bad sign for the female host. Tamaki was busy talking to a girl and Kyouya was watching the match.
"Mi lord, it was pointless to come here." Kaoru whispered.
"Why do you say that?"
"Because Haruhi is preoccupied with the Morinozukas' and Huninozukas'." Kyouya replied fixing his glasses. The group paused and looked at her.
"Hikaru's been moody since she's been spending a lot of time with Mori." Kaoru said. "We should leave."
Haruhi was surprised when she saw them leave. Usually they would stay longer.
"Did you see Takashi?" Mana inquired.
"Yes, and I met his friend Steven."
"Steven is a very nice and funny young man." Mana commented.
Haruhi did not bring up the fact that Steven thought Mori and her were dating. Tamaki and the twins would make a scene.
Dating was a foreign word to her. Arai had asked her out in middle school, but she was too oblivious to realize it. "Maybe I'll found out what it means some day." she thought.
A while later, Mori became the winner of the tournament. Everyone stood and clapped. "Good job Taka!" Satoshi said.
"Haruhi, why don't you come out with us to dinner?" Mana asked.
"I'd like that."
And that's chapter seven! I know, not as long as it should be, but I don't want to cram too many things in one chapter. I hope that you liked Steven.