A/N: This is the last chapter I'm posting until exams are over. DO NOT FRET! I will post another chapter before 2011!
"Oh, so you're new to the Club! That's cool, I just came by today because I heard that Takashi would be wearing a really cool costume." Satoshi was sitting on a couch drinking tea and munching on a cookie while Yasuchika was sulking on the other side of the couch, icing his head and pouting.
I'll admit it. I liked this kid. He was just so cool and awesome like Mori. I reeeeeeally wanted to hug him, he was like an adorable little big brother! (If that makes any sense.)
He took another gulp of tea. "Man, this tea is really good! It's chai right? These cookies are fantastic too! Yasuchika, you really need to try one!" He held out a cookie to his cousin.
"You know how much I detest sweets Satoshi. Especially those from this Club." Satoshi's expression darkened a second, then in a flash he lunged at Yasuchika and had him in a headlock. (As if giving him brain damage wasn't enough.)
"Apologize!"
"No!"
"Apologize!"
"NO!"
"C'mon Yasuchika! This is stupid! Apologize for being rude and I'll let you go!"
"…"
"What was that?"
"Uh…Satoshi," I patted his shoulder. "You can let go now. He passed out." Hunny looked mildly surprised.
Satoshi flipped out. "OMIGOSH YASU I'M SO SORRY! ICE! I NEED ICE!" He pulled Yasuchika onto the couch and began fanning him with his jacket. Mori handed him some ice (where did he come from?) and he placed it on his cousin's head. Yasuchika woke up after a moment.
"Ugh…what…?" He was silenced by a glomp from Satoshi.
"YASUCHIKA! I'M SO SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN TO KNOCK YOU UNCONSCIOUS!"
"GAH! Satoshi it's fine! LET GO! Augh! Stupid Satoshi." He managed to heave the taller boy off him and scooch to the end of the couch, still icing his head. His aura was seeping evil and he was muttering about 'Satoshi' 'stupid' 'head' 'concussion' and 'baby chicks'. (Wait what?)
Satoshi sat back. "Serves you right. You need to be more respectful to our senpais. Especially your brother." Yasuchika growled in response.
I broke the awkward silence. "Um…so what do you think of the costumes now that you see them?"
"It was exactly as I imagined! Takashi displayed great discipline in wearing such intricate cosplay for hours on end. His sheer determination is astonishing and it shines through to all his peers and makes him strong! His whole persona when he wears this outfit gives him a gentle look to match his natural disposition, and as always, his silence enhances his costume and makes him look cool. Taka is the ultimate samurai!" Wow, this kid is intense.
"Ah, question! You do realize that 'the ultimate samurai' is currently in a mouse costume," the twins asked.
"Yeah."
"And you still think he looks cool?"
"Taka makes the costume look cool. No one else but him could possibly make a mouse costume appear so noble and strong despite the animals' small stature and character! He makes a meek and shy mouse bold and strong. It's astounding," he said, adding in a dramatic fist pump. I swear I thought I saw him tearing up at his own speech. I looked at Mori-senpai to see what he would do. He was still munching on the cheese, but his eyes were smiling.
Tamaki was also tearing up at the speech. "Satoshi, you completely understand my sentiments." Satoshi snapped out of his sparkly Tamaki-like mode and gave him an odd look. He turned to Yasuchika.
"Sorry Yasuchika, I didn't mean to knock you out."
"Sure…"
"I didn't!"
"I know, I know okay?" I had an odd feeling that Yasuchika suffered from migraines often…
"So Takashi looks cool right?"
"…I guess…" He hadn't moved an inch to look at his costume.
"So then tell me why you hate Mitskuni-senpai's costume? They're both animals!"
"BECAUSE HE'S DRESSED AS A FREAKING BUNNY THAT'S WHY! HE LOOKS LIKE AN IDIOT AND HE MATCHES THAT DAMN BUNNY HE ALWAYS CARRYS! IT'S DISGUSTING TO LOOK AT HIM! HE'S A DISGRACE TO OUR FAMILY'S NAME!" Grr…NOW he's gonna pay. I fucking HATE that phrase!
I stepped to the front of the Hosts who were crowded near the couch. "Hey. What's with the attitude? The only reason Hunny-senpai is dressing like that is because it was for today's cosplay! We all looked equally ridiculous in our costumes!" Everyone looked stunned, but mostly Yasuchika. I'm guessing he doesn't have many people stand up to him like that.
"It's nothing of your concern if I hate my brother or not. He annoys me. His love of cute things, his sweet tooth, EVERYTHING! He's an alien!"
I crossed my arms and smirked. "It sounds to me like your jealous of this 'alien'." I didn't know if he was, but it sorta sounded like it to me. He sprang up from the couch.
"WHY THE HELL WOULD I BE JEALOUS OF HIM? I'M NOT JEALOUS! I HATE HIM! I HATE ALL THINGS ASSOCIATED WITH HIM, SO NOW THAT INCLUDES YOU TOO!"
"Wow, I'm heartbroken," I said sarcastically. "You know, if you hated him so much why did you come to see him today?" He blinked in surprise. Heh, he looked like Hunny when he did that…
"Well…that's because I heard from Satoshi what outfits you people would be wearing today! I had to see if it was true." He stuck his nose up triumphantly. Cocky bastard.
"You couldn't have asked him to take a picture of the costumes?" His smile faltered. Heh. Gotcha there. He pushed past me.
"Whatever. What would you know? You're just like all of those other stupid fangirls!" FRIGGIN HELL! BITCH YOU'RE GOING DOWN!
I stepped in front of him and slapped my hand onto his shoulder to stop him from walking. "Hey! Last time I checked, I wasn't drooling over any of the Club's Hosts AND I'm a working member of the Club. I'm not a fangirl and I would appreciate it if you never referred to me as such."
He smirked and removed my hand from his shoulder. "Struck a nerve, have I midget?"
Oh Goddamnit Nappa*. I snapped. "I'M NOT A SHRIMP!*"
He grinned and patted me on my head. "Yeah. Sure. Whatever floats your boat. If your father could afford one." Everyone in the Club got deathly silent. Shit just got real. All the Hosts plus Satoshi stared in shock at what I did next. I knocked his hand off my head, punched him in the nose, then swept his feet out from beneath him. When he was on the ground, I flipped him onto his stomach, put my knee on the small of his back, and pinned his arms, forcing him to become an unwilling contortionist. I leaned down, close to his ear.
"Okay BASTARD you listen and you listen well. I can forgive the fangirl jibe and the short joke, but I'll have you know my father is DEAD. Get your damn facts straight before you go around insulting people you don't know. Say anything else like that again and I will skull fuck you, shoot your kneecaps with a paintball gun and chop off your dick with a merlins spike." I got off him. "And for the record asshole, I own eight boats."
I chanced a glance at Hunny, realizing for the first time that I just took down his little brother. Oh shit. I looked at him though, he Mori and the rest looked like statues until Hunny said, "Koto-chan, that martial arts was AMAZING!" He gave me a big thumbs up. What?
"But…I just took down your brother."
"Yeah, and those moves were so cool!"
"You're not mad?"
His face fell a little, but he said calmly, "Even a trained master can't resist fighting when something dear to him is at stake. The memory of your father is precious to you and the pain is still fresh. I can't blame you for your actions because I would have done the same." He grinned at me. "Besides, Chika-chan knows better than to provoke someone he doesn't know."
Yasuhika looked at his brother. "You're an idiot for trusting her, I…" Satoshi hit his head with his shinai. (Ouch.) "Shut up Yasuchika, this is your fault anyway." He shouldered his shinai and turned to me. I must have had a dumbfounded look on my face because he said, "What? He deserved that. And that was a nice punch. Taka thought so too." I looked at Mori. He nodded in approval and returned to his provolone.
My conscious caught up with me though and I began to feel a bit bad. I offered my hand to Yasuchika. "Hey. You okay?" He reluctantly took my hand and I helped him sit up. I'm trained in first aid, so I checked him for signs of shock or brain damage. He tried to stand up but I kept him sitting.
"Don't move a sec, I wanna see if your head's okay." He tried to move away but I grabbed his shoulder. Kyoya came over and checked him. Yasuchika was NOT happy.
"Ugh! Get off! I'm fine!"
"Well I see no evidence of any injury, so that is now true." Well thanks Sherlock.
"Keh, stupid Club…you're all weird. And YOU!" He pointed at me. "I never want to see you ever again! You're almost as freaky as Mitskuni."
I chuckled. "I'm not freaky and neither is Hunny-senpai."
"Yes you are! You're an alien, just like him! Did he summon you from his home planet or something?"
"Umm…kid, I'm not an alien."
"YES YOU ARE! How else could you be so short and like cute things and pink and cake?"
"A) It's called genetics. B) I only like some cute things. C) I hate pink, and I have no idea how you got that idea."
"But you like cake right?"
"Yeah, so?"
"THAT PROVES YOU'RE AN ALIEN!"
"THAT PROVES NOTHING! I LIKE SWEETS IN GENERAL!"
"BUT YOU LIKE CAKE ESPECIALLY DON'T YOU?"
"WHO DOESN'T LIKE CAKE?"
He smiled triumphantly. "ME!"
I smiled. I think I'll mess with his mind a bit… "SO? MAYBE YOU'RE THE ALIEN HERE!"
He gasped. "W-WHAT? I'M NOT AN ALIEN!"
"I think you are." The twins had caught onto my plan and were beginning to snicker.
"NO I'M NOT! YOU HAVE NO PROOF!"
"YES I DO! YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE IN THIS ROOM WHO REFUSED TO EAT SWEETS AND DRINK TEA!"
"I-I DON'T LIKE SWEETS!"
"THAT'S WHAT ALL ALIENS SAY!"
"I'M NOT AN ALIEN!"
"I HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME!"
"THEN WHY ARE YOU ACCUSING ME?"
"WHY WERE YOU ACCUSING ME?"
"BECAUSE YOU'RE WEIRD!"
"I COULD SAY THE SAME THING ABOUT YOU!"
"NO YOU CAN'T!"
"YEAH I CAN! AND STOP YELLING AT ME!"
"I'M NOT YELLING!" He took several deep breaths. I don't think he was used to talking, let alone shouting this much. I was fine actually. My voice didn't hurt that much and I wasn't winded at all. I smirked.
He rushed to the door. "THIS ISN'T OVER! I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOUR ALIEN FACE AGAIN! STAY AWAY FROM ME." He slammed the door.
Hikaru and Kaoru burst out laughing at our argument. "HA! Ha that…"
"…was so…"
"RIDICULOUS!" They fell over laughing.
Hunny came over to me, smiling. "That was really funny Koto-chan. How did you do that?"
"Reverse psychology…I think…I dunno I just started shouting nonsense crap to confuse him."
Satoshi bounded over. "THAT WAS AWESOME! Taka thinks so too. Right?"
"…" He was still working on that mozzarella. Tamaki came over and started rambling about my amazing speech skills (yes, those were his exact words) Haruhi just smiled at the scene and Kyoya as usual was furiously writing something down on his clipboard.
I excused myself, grabbed Hunny and took him into the hallway. I had to tell him this, it was really bugging me. "I'm so sorry."
He blinked. "For what?"
"For hurting Yasuchika and yelling at him. I won't apologize to him, because I think he got what he deserved, but I can at least apologize to you for harping on him like I did. I won't do it again, I promise." I bowed to him.
He smiled gently. "Koto-chan, I'm not mad. His battles are not mine, so it didn't bug me. Besides…you did it for me right?"
I looked up. "Yeah."
He helped me in a vertical position and gave me a hug. "That makes me happy. Sometimes I'd like to tell him all the things you did, but I don't because I must exercise control. And he would hate me more if I did."
"…So you're not mad?"
"No."
I hugged him back. "Thank goodness. I thought you would hate me for that. I think I'll bring you a cake." Chocolate strawberry sounds good.
"REALLY?" I KNOW! ALL THIS TALK OF CAKE IS MAKING ME HUNGRY!
"Sure. When do you want it?"
"This Sunday! We can meet at my house! Chika-chan will be at Shi-chan…"
"Shi-chan?"
"Oh, that's what I call Satoshi." Really? Why not Sato-chan, oh wait, no that sounds weird. Shi-chan is cool. "Anyway, Chika-chan will be at Shi-chan's house on Sunday, so you won't have to worry about seeing him okay?"
"You're not getting rid of him are you?"
"Nope! He goes to his house every other week, so this is normal."
"Oh, okay…"
"So you'll come at 8?"
"Make that 9. Ichiru and I will need sleep after making this cake."
His eyes got huge. "You're making the cake? For me?"
"Sure, why not? I haven't made a cake in a while." Plus cake baking + chocolate + strawberries +snitching, which therefore = a very happy Kotone! (Happy as in pleased, not as in sugar induced super-crazy-happy-uuber-lovey-cute-Kotone. Though it has happened before.)
He hugged me again, squeezing really tight this time. "Thank you soooooo much Koto-chan!" He pecked my check…in a nice, friend to friend kind of way. I blushed anyway. Apparently someone or should I say two demon someones didn't think so, because they fell out of their hiding place in the supply closet, holding a camera.
I rolled my eyes at the twins and grinned evilly at the two. "It's clobbering time*." I cracked my knuckles. They both turned white.
"Y-you wouldn't would you?" They were scrambling to untangle themselves from each other as I loomed closer.
"You're right I wouldn't," I said conversationally to them. "I've just always wanted to say that."
*I don't own TeamFourStar or Dragonball Z or Dragonball Z Abridged or Nappa or Fullmetal Alchemist or the Fantastic Four.
A/N: Real quick you guys, I want your opinion, do you want a cameo appearance of Shiro Takaoji the elementary school kid? If yes, it will be cool, but you won't see him for another 4 or 5 chapters…so take your pick and leave a comment!