All of the hosts had the entire pool to themselves. It was nothing like the pool at the Otori's Tropical Amusement park, however, it was lovely just the same. There was the main pool, shaped like a large oval with a round fountain in the middle. There were three different spouts in the fountain, all stacked upon the other with the top being the smallest, middle the second largest and the bottom the biggest. The water from the last fountain cascaded over the slightly raised wall and into the pool. White lights shone brightly, attached to the spouts as well as the sides of the fountain walls. Those were hidden under water, and as the sky began to darken, those lights kept the pool lit up beautifully.
About a yard or two away from the main pool was the round, in-ground hot tub. It had it's own waterfall. However, the fountain for it was outside of the tub, so if you wanted to sit under it like it was a shower, you could.
And anywhere you were in the pools, you could see the beautiful hills and mountains around the resort. It was the most amazing view at dawn and at dusk. Seeing the sun rise in the East and set in the West every day.
Misaki sat on her lounge chair, her book laying open on her stomach as she stared after the sun; seeing the last of it's orange and purple rays just before it set behind the hills. She was the only person not in the water. Kazumi and Haruhi were almost always trying to convince her to join everyone. She was most content sitting right where she was with her book and robe closed tightly around her.
Mori did not seem to care. Or at least he was not showing it through the perfectly chiseled stone of his face. Anytime she glanced his way, his eyes were always somewhere else. This broke her heart further.
Is Kyoya right? Maybe Takashi didn't know what he was getting into … He probably can't stand the sight of me now. I've been defiled and touched by another Why would he want me after what Koji did?
Misaki scowled at her lap. How ridiculous! How ridiculous she sounded! Since when did she allow herself such self pity? Mori was probably just worried. He had never been good at expressing his feelings and would often result to withdrawing. That was nothing new to her! It had been a long while since she had to deal with it, but it was nothing she had not seen.
At that moment, she decided she needed a walk. Away from everyone else so she could clearly think. Or honestly, not think at all. Let her head be filled with the beauty of the mountains and the lake! Misaki closed her book and stood, beginning to walk back inside of the resort. As she opened the door and walked inside, she had not noticed the onyx eyes following her the entire way.
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"Something's up with Misa ..." Kazumi mumbled. She had glanced over at the lounge chair the brunette had been occupying and found it to be startlingly empty.
"As is with Mori-Senpai." Kyoya murmured in agreement. The two were sitting, with good distance between them, in the hot tub. Everyone else was enjoying the refreshing coolness of the pool. "He isn't trying to show her any affection."
"He's completely ignoring her!" Kazumi said with a deep frown. "I thought they would be all over each other, not the complete opposite."
"I did fear this would happen." Kyoya said matter-o-factly. Kazumi rolled her eyes before glaring over at him.
"Yes, we were all very aware of that. Do try to be a bit more romantic!" she hissed. It grew silent between them, and Kazumi sat up straight and blushed when she realized they were staring at each other. Her eyes were directed into the water as she willed the red to flee her cheeks.
"If that is what you wish."
"Don't say it like that!" Kazumi grumbled. "It sounds so … I dunno, weird."
"Apologies, but I do tend to be a bit old fashioned." she glanced up at him again when she heard the chuckle come from his throat. "Back to the subject of Mori-Senpai and Misaki-Senpai. I believe it has something to do with Tanaka Koji. The second year who attacked Misaki-Senpai."
"Yeah, I kinda guessed. Obviously Mori doesn't know Misa very well because now is when she needs comfort the most."
"I do believe Mori-Senpai knows this, he simply does not know what to do. Can you imagine being in his position. He does not know what is going on in Misaki-Senpai's head. She might run from him the moment he tries to lay a hand on her."
"I know she wouldn't!" Kazumi said quickly.
"Yes, but he more than likely does not." Kyoya reasoned smoothly. "We as men, tend to be very insecure when it comes to women. Men want to keep their women happy, but men are too scared they'll chase them away, so they tend to do the wrong thing more often than the right." Kazumi let him talk, her shoulders slumping slightly.
"Yeah … Guess you're right." Kyoya sat back with a knowing expression; he kept himself from voicing this, though. From the short time of knowing Kazumi, he had discovered her dislike for the arrogant. And for some very strange reason, he was trying to keep her pleased with him. The thought had never occurred to Kyoya in such a way, and the emotions that came with it quickly flitted across his face. Quick enough, however, for Kazumi not to notice.
The two looked up in surprise when there was a splash of hot water and then the bright, smiling face of Honey. "Hello Zumi-Chan!" he said, sitting down close to her side, right in between her and Kyoya. Mori followed suit, slipping into the hot water and relaxing on the complete opposite side of everyone else.
"Hi Honey." she said, then glanced over at Mori. He had his head leaned back on the edge of the tub, his eyes closed. Her eyebrows drew together and a frown began to tug at the corners of her lips.
"So. What are you and Kyo-Chan talkin' about?" Honey asked sweetly.
"Nothing of interest, Honey-Senpai." Kyoya said simply, leaning back against the wall. The silence began to settle until Kazumi abruptly stood, hands on her hips.
"What is wrong with you?" she said loudly. Mori's eyes snapped open in surprise, and found, depressingly enough, that Kazumi was towering over him for a change. "I don't get it. You have a girlfriend for a day, all sweet, kisses and love and whatever. But then she get's harassed by some idiot, you ignore her. And when she needs you most you're here in a hot tub?" At this point, everyone was now staring at Kazumi, surprised by the random outburst. Mori sat there under the young woman's wrath for a few seconds longer before he stood. Forcing Kazumi to take a step back. Mori climbed out of the hot tub and walked to his lounge chair. He picked up his towel, slung it over his shoulders and continued to walk inside.
Everything grew quiet. So very quiet once he was finally gone. Haruhi's usual, very quiet voice, sounded so loud in this moment.
"Has … Anyone seen Kaoru?"
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"Misaki!" The sound of her name startled the girl so completely she almost fell off of her bench. Misaki wrapped her arms around herself as she looked back to see one of the twins jogging up the path to her bench. She sank back, offering a small smile and a wave. "Hey! You kinda just … Left. I was gonna come see if you were alright." he said, carefully taking the seat next to her.
"Oh … Yeah. I'm fine. I just needed to think." she said softly, turning her dark brown eyes out to the lake.
"I can understand that. You've been through a lot."
"I know that what happened this afternoon was a big deal, and that it could have been worse. But it did not go as far as it could. And Mori and Honey made it there in time … So. I'm not willing to allow myself to mope. Things happen sometimes." Misaki looked over at Kaoru. His gold eyes were directed at his lap, a look of sorrow on his face. "Kaoru, what is wrong?" she asked, resting a light hand on his shoulder. Kaoru sucked in a breath, shaking his head.
"It's nothing, don't worry about it." he said, looking back up at her with a tiny smile. Misaki nodded, and much to his dismay, took her hand away from him to rest it in her lap. "So … Is … Something wrong? With you and Mori-Senpai I mean."
"Even if I knew, that wouldn't really be your business, would it, Kaoru?" he gave a laugh and shrugged.
"I'm sorry. I just can't help but worry about you."
"That's sweet." she said. But Kaoru was not pleased with the way that she said it. Like she was speaking with a toddler.
"I don't know why Mori-Senpai is acting the way he is. If … If I was your boyfriend, I would not have let you out of my sight after something like that happened ..." he glanced over at her from the corner of his eye. Seeing her give a shrug.
"It really is just the way Takashi works. I'm not in any mood to question it. He will go through whatever it is he's going through. And when he is finished, we can talk about it." she paused before looking over at Kaoru. "I think he's just trying to give me space. Which is very commendable."
"Yeah, maybe." Kaoru muttered softly.
"You don't like, Mori, do you?" she asked and Kaoru looked up in surprise.
"What? No. I mean, of course I like Mori-Senpai! Why wouldn't I?"
"I don't really know. But I see you often glaring at him. Really, if there is something going on between the two of you, all you have to do is talk about it with him. Usually he is very good with listening and sorting out problems. He just … Looks so stand offish that nobody ever tries ..." Kaoru looked at the woman he liked so very much. Hearing her talk about some other guy the way that she was, was tearing him up inside.
Why can't she talk about me like that?
"I don't think he'll be willing to talk with me." he muttered with a shake of his head. Misaki looked over at him with a small frown, not understanding his meaning. "We … We should probably head back. Everyone was worried about you so we should probably go let them know you're alright."
"Yeah … Okay." Misaki agreed with a nod of her head. The two stood up and began to walk down the path that led away from the lake. They both stayed quiet, unsure what there really was to say. Kaoru was very frustrated. Misaki obviously did not view him as a romantic possibility. Somehow, he was going to have to change that.
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Eventually the rest of the group headed inside. They all separated to change into comfier clothes, and then meet in the middle. Hikaru poked his head into his room, and looked around. No Kaoru. A frown came to his face and he began to walk to Kyoya's room. He knocked on the door, waiting rather impatiently for the raven haired second year to open his door. When he did, he looked down at the twin irritably.
"What is it?"
"Have you seen Kaoru? He's not in our room and I haven't seen him around in a bit." Kyoya seemed to lose some of his irritation. He leaned against the doorway of his room and thought before shaking his head.
"No … No I haven't. Maybe you should check with Honey-Senpai. Just in case. I wouldn't worry too much about it."
"Right." Hikaru nodded, "Thanks anyway, Senpai." he then left that door and walked on to the next. He knocked and Mori opened the door. He had changed out of his bathing trunks and now wore his sleeping pants and nothing else. "Mori-Senpai … We all thought you went off to find Misaki-Senpai..." Hikaru said slowly. Mori frowned, his eyes dropping to the ground. "Well … Anyway. Have you seen Kaoru?" Immediately, Mori's eyes snapped back up to Hikaru's. And it took a moment for realization to come to the twin. Hikaru opened his mouth to speak but Mori had already shoved past him and taken off down the hall.
"Where is Taka-Kun going?" Honey said, coming from out of their private bathroom. Hikaru bit his bottom lip, but gave no answer. He turned and started after Mori. Hoping his brother had not actually done something to deserve what was coming to him.
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Kaoru was just opening the door for Misaki when it was pushed open. He quickly stepped out of the way before it smashed him against the wall. Though he would much prefer that over looking into Mori's face. At first, the quiet third year had looked surprised. However, that had been quickly replaced by the rage of seeing the redhead alone with Misaki. Before anyone could get words out, Mori had grabbed Kaoru by the collar of his robe and shoved him into the wall. He glared menacingly down at him, his lip curling back as if he were going to snarl.
Kaoru looked as scared at a kitten, his gold eyes wide as they looked up at the taller male. He quivered when Mori's grip tightened and he shrank back further against the wall. Willing himself to melt into it. Unfortunately, it was not working.
"Takashi!" Misaki scolded, her eyes wide as she watched them from a short distance away. His back went rigid when he heard her voice. Slowly his shoulders slumped and he let go of the twin, taking a step back and raising his head. Kaoru straightened himself. "What in the world is going on?" Misaki asked, her voice growing quieter.
"Uh … Hey guys." The three all turned to see Hikaru now in the doorway. He raised an eyebrow, looking at each face before he landed on his twin. "Kaoru … Can I talk to you for a second?" Kaoru looked at Hikaru, Misaki and finally Mori. He swallowed hard before pushing himself off the wall and scurrying inside. Hikaru took his wrist and began dragging him down the hall.
Now Mori and Misaki were alone. She held her breath, trying not to look over at him. But as the moments went by, it grew more awkward. When she finally turned her eyes to look at him, he was staring at the ground in front of him. Then they flickered up to meet hers. Misaki stiffened, a look of surprise coming to her face. She instantly forced herself inside of the building, speed walking in the direction of their private wing. She bit her lip when she heard footsteps not far behind and gaining on her.
It caught Misaki off guard when Mori grabbed her hand and pulled her to a stop. She gasped when he pushed her against a wall. Suddenly very aware of how shirtless he was and how lacking in clothing she was.
"T-T-Takashi!" he stood so he had her pinned, hands placed on either side of her against the wall. He took a moment, just standing there and catching his breath. Misaki did not know why he would need to do that. They had barely broken into a jog. Unless of course. He was nervous. Misaki stiffened when Mori sank to his knees in front of her. His hands rested on her hips and his head leaned against her stomach.
She stared down at him with wide eyes, not really sure what to do with herself. His hands tightened on her and his eyes closed as he held them there.
"I'm sorry." he whispered, just loud enough that she could hear. And Misaki sighed. She leaned back against the wall, looking down at him. Gently, she rested a hand on his head, letting her fingers brush through his hair. She felt him exhale deeply, causing a blush to rise in her cheeks.
"It's … It's okay, Takashi. I'm just … Well I feel a little lost. I don't know what to do. I'm worried about what's going to happen with us. Is Kyoya right? Will the both of us being in the Host Club affect our relationship like this all the time? I don't know if I'm ready to deal with that." she sighed, "And it doesn't help when my boyfriend seems to be ignoring me." though her tone was slightly playful, Mori's shoulders sank with her words. He tilted his head back so he could look up at her, his dark gray eyes full of sadness and apologies. Misaki ran her fingers through his hair again, causing him to once again close his eyes.
"Ahem." Both people froze. Though Mori's eyes snapped open. Mechanically, their heads turned to see Osamu standing just a few yards away from them. He was dressed similarly to the way that he had been when they had first seen him. His blue slacks and oil-stained t-shirt. Osamu folded his arms over his chest, an eyebrow raising. "On your feet, boy."
Mori wasted no time in standing, taking one step away from Misaki. Their faces were both very red, their eyes directed at the hard, marbled floor.
"Welp. I suppose I should have expected this." Osamu sighed. "Not that I really mind. I think you're a fine young man, Takashi. Despite that … Unnecessary display of affection."
"Dad-," Misaki mumbled, still unable to meet his eyes.
"I am surprised, of course, you did not come to me first."
"Dad, we only just-,"
"Misaki, I'm sure Mori is very capable of speaking for himself." Osamu replied. His tone was easy and smooth. But his eyes never moved over to her. They stayed on Mori. Who had actually looked up at the man and into his eyes.
"I apologize, Saito-Sama." Mori said.
"Don't worry about it, kid. I'm just giving you a hard time." Osamu said, letting his stance relax. "I am, however, concerned about the fact that you're alone with my daughter, on your knees and hugging her stomach in your pajamas..." The two blushed darkly. Misaki rubbed her arm absentmindedly. "Just don't let your Mother find you like that or she'll start planning the wedding. I'm not quite ready for that. Now. Do you need an escort to your wing or can I trust you to walk back on your own."
"It's fine, Dad. We've got it." Misaki said quietly.
"Ohhh, I'm sure you do." Osamu chuckled. As he walked by, he gave Mori one last look before he passed. Once his footsteps could not longer be heard, the couple exhaled together. They finally looked at each other, both faces red with embarrassment. Mori then offered her his hand, and after a bashful moment, Misaki slid her fingers into his.
Then they began the walk towards their wing, staying close to each others' side. Neither said anything. Both embarrassed but also content to go on in silence. When they came into the private wing, everyone was making themselves comfortable on the couches.
Haruhi and Tamaki were arguing over what movie to put in on the large flat screen TV. Kazumi sat on one couch, Honey stretched out on the same couch with his head on her lap and a pleased smile on his face. Her face was slightly red and she kept her eyes fixed on the screen. Kyoya sat on the next couch over, his laptop placed atop his lap. He seemed oblivious to everyone else. The twins lounged on a loveseat across from Honey and Kazumi's couch. There was distance between them though. They looked irritated. With each other or someone else, nobody was sure. Though it would be very odd if they were angry with one another.
Mori leaned down when Misaki beckoned him to. She kissed his cheek before letting go of his hand. "I'll be back." she murmured. Then turned and walked on to the girls' room. Once inside, she took a deep breath, letting herself relax. Then she set about changing out of her bathing suit.
Misaki found herself worrying about what she should wear to bed. She wanted to look cute without being immodest, as usual. So she put on gray sweat pants and a purple tank top. She then grabbed a blanket from her bed and walked on out of the room and into the wing. Tamaki and Haruhi had finally picked out a movie and were now on the rest of the couch Kyoya was sitting on. Though Haruhi kept a good distance between them.
Then she saw Mori on the floor, leaning against the couch Honey and Kazumi took up. Misaki shuffled over, sitting down beside him with the blanket wrapped around her shoulders. Mori glanced over at her, smirking slightly.
With a gasp, Misaki found herself off the ground and seconds later cuddled up in Mori's lap. She blushed, ducking her head down and pulling her blanket over her face. She could not see Kaoru's glare or Mori's knowing gaze in return. They were having a war without her even knowing it.
Throughout the movie, there were plenty of things going on. Honey would often ask what was going on, taking the opportunity to curl closer and closer to Kazumi when she answered. Kyoya's fingers tapping about his keyboard would start, and then stop. And then start again. Kazumi would growl at him to keep it down. Tamaki continued to pester Haruhi and she chose not to respond, willing herself to sink into the couch. It was unsuccessful. Hikaru would sometimes make a snide remark about the movie and Kaoru would roll his eyes, shifting more and more away from his twin.
Misaki and Mori stayed quiet. Not that that was unusual for Mori. She cuddled into his chest, letting her eyes drift closed. She wanted nothing more than to be right here with him. Though, she wondered how long this bliss would be allowed to last until something else happened. She was not trying to be pessimistic, but it was difficult when she had the opportunity to think.
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When the movie was over, Misaki had fallen asleep. Mori stood silently and carried her to the girls' room.
"Mori-Senpai is going in the girls' room!" Kaoru blurted out, irritation obvious in his voice.
"Oh, shut up Kaoru." Hikaru groaned.
"None of us are supposed to go in there!" the other twin tried to explain and Hikaru just shook his head.
"C'mon." The older twin then began to drag the younger off to their own room. "Goodnight everybody!" he called over his shoulder. Everyone called back their own 'Goodnights.' The rest of the boys then found their way to their own rooms, Honey lingering a little longer with Kazumi before allowing her to walk back to her room. She walked into the girls' room and went straight to her bed, plopping down. Kazumi frowned, and turned her head in the direction of Misaki's bed. Her eyes widened when she caught sight of her friend wrapped up in her boyfriend's arms. Immediately, she shot up and went towards the bathroom, calling a-
"SORRY!" Over her shoulder before disappearing inside. Misaki pulled her lips away from Mori's, forcing him to sit up with her.
"Kazumi! I'm sorry- We … Ohh ..." Mori did not seemed fazed by any of this. He kissed Misaki's cheek and jaw, starting to plant kisses all along there to her neck. "T-Takashi, stop it." she whimpered, pushing him back. The two finally met the others' gaze. Mori gave a soft huff, closing his eyes to calm himself. Then he reopened them. They stared at each other for another moment before giving one last Goodnight kiss.
"Errrrr ..." They separated quickly, looking to the door at Haruhi. The girl had an eyebrow raised, head tilted slightly to the side. Her face was also red. "Sorry guys but uh …"
"I'm so sorry, Haruhi. Mori was just going!" Misaki said quickly, grabbing his hand and pulling him out of her bed with her. Then dragging him off to the door. Mori went along without complaint, kissing the top of Misaki's head before he actually left. She watched him walk on to his and Honey's room before she closed their door, letting out a long sigh.
"OH. Be still my heart!" Kazumi exclaimed dramatically from the bathroom door. She leaned against the inside, pressing the back of her hand to her forehead and the other against her heart.
"Stop it, Kazumi." Misaki mumbled bashfully, walking quickly to her bed.
"Are you gonna be able to sleep tonight, Miza? Or are your thoughts going to be just too full of … Him." Kazumi continued to tease, sitting herself on her bed and leaning back. Haruhi jumped on her own, looking between the girls. Misaki had hidden her face in a pillow, pulling her her blankets over her head as well. "You two are so cute! Though ...I wouldn't consider what just happened to be 'cute' more like 'hot.'"
"Kazumi, please. I said I was sorry ..."
"For what? He's a young man, they have needs. I'm not dissin' on you or nothing."
"Kazumi!" Misaki sat up, looking at her friend with wide eyes.
"Needs?" Both older girls looked at Haruhi upon the question, their expressions rather blank for several moments. "What do you guys mean?"
"Well … Teenage boys are like … I dunno. They like … They think … God, I dunno how to … Say this." Kazumi paused, touching her fist to her chin as she thought. Misaki played with her long braid, face bright red.
"Young men sometimes have a difficulty controlling their … Desires towards women." she tried to explain. Haruhi blinked.
"So … Mori-Senpai was losing control?"
"Oh no no! Not at all. Takashi is a perfect gentleman. We barely crossed any lines and I hadn't stopped him in the first place so I wasn't feeling uncomfortable. He would never do anything I was uncomfortable with. At least I don't think-, no of course he wouldn't I'm being silly. Right?" The young woman had begun to babble and ended the sentence with a question directed at no one. Both of the other girls drew back uncomfortably.
"Err ..." Haruhi started.
"Miza, take a chill pill. You're fine. And Mori's fine. He's probably just … Making up for time that he missed out on today." Kazumi shrugged. Misaki thought about this a second, and then looked at her friend curiously.
"Do … Do you think so?" she asked slowly and Kazumi shrugged once again.
"What would I know? I'm just suggesting. I think it could make sense though, y'know?"
"I don't think anything that has to do with boys I could understand." Haruhi mumbled, causing the other two to laugh.
"Amen, sister." Kazumi sighed. "And what's up with you and Tamaki? It's obvious he likes you, but he calls you his … 'Little girl.' That's kinda freakeh." Haruhi stiffened, eyes growing wide.
"What! No! He doesn't like me like that we're just friends! He can be a little strange but I think that's just Tamaki-Senpai, y'know?" she sighed, looking down at her blankets. "But it's been really weird. There was a time when he was almost taken away from Ouran to marry some girl he didn't even know. I … I felt really upset then. But anyway, ever since then, his Dad has been trying to set us up! And so has Kyoya-Senpai's Dad. It's really weird."
"Kyoya's Dad?" Kazumi snorted a laugh. "There's nothing romantic going on between the two of you! I don't think anything romantic could ever come from Kyoya."
"Well, I know that, and you know that. But Otori-Sama doesn't." Haruhi huffed, rubbing her arm. "But then again, I wouldn't be so sure about all of that. Especially with the way Kyoya-Senpai has been acting around you." Haruhi said softly. "He pays you a lot of attention. And so does Honey-Senpai."
"Mitsukuni does seem to like you a lot, Kazumi." Misaki said with a nod of her head. The two looked at the blonde and she was stiff as a board, eyes wide.
"What? No! Honey and Kyoya? I don't think so. Don't try to bring me into all of this romance stuff ..."
"Well, Mitsukuni is always asking you to help tutor him. Which is completely unnecessary. I know he is extremely intelligent. I think he just wants to spend more time with you." Misaki said as if she were deep in thought.
"And he's always trying to find a way to invade your personal space." Haruhi added. Kazumi blushed, shaking her head.
"It's not like that, really. And … I mean. Wouldn't that … I mean … Be … Weird. Honey's like … He looks like he's in Grade school."
"But he's older that you. And I'm sure Mitsukuni can act mature when he wants to. You might be surprised and … Even like it." Misaki said, picking at the corner of her blanket. Kazumi turned and even brighter shade of red when she remembered her thoughts during Honey's Kendo lesson. She could not believe that she had considered him 'hot' in that moment.
"You girls are talkin' nonsense." She said with a sharp bob of her head.
"Well I don't think so." Haruhi replied simply. "Honey-Senpai is always very sweet to his customers, and he's sweet to you. But it's different. It may be Honey-Senpai's way of flirting."
"Flirting?" Kazumi mumbled, shrinking away from the girls. "I don't like where this conversation is going. What's something else we could talk about?" Haruhi placed a hand to her chin, thinking for a moment before she finally spoke up with,
"Fancy tuna!"
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"So, does Saito-Sama know what happened yesterday?" Hikaru asked while everyone was sitting around at breakfast.
"Yes. He did ask us to inform him of those specific things." Kyoya responded before taking a drink from his morning tea. "He personally saw to Tanaka Koji's removal from the Resort." Misaki listened idly as she sipped her own tea, not really interested in what was becoming of her attacker. She was just glad that it was all over and that Mori had relaxed once again. And now they could actually continue trying to be a couple in their odd situation.
"Well, we have only a day and a half here left before we have to go back to school." Kazumi sighed, leaning back in her chair. "I'm gonna miss this place."
"We can come back whenever you want, Kazumi." Misaki reminded her with a smile.
"In that case let's just move in!"
"I don't think that's what she meant, Kazumi-Senpai ..." Haruhi said slowly.
"Oh c'mon, Haruhi! It'd be fun. Living at a Resort!" Kazumi said with a grin.
"I think it would get boring after awhile … Though it is really nice here." Haruhi spoke thoughtfully.
Everyone soon joined in on this conversation. Wanting to enjoy their morning before they had to dive into the rest of their duties as Hosts for the rest of today.
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Author's Notes: Aaaaaaaahg! Chapter 10 for you all! Sorry if it seems ... Filler-ish. :/ I'm trying to work my way to a point where the good stuff starts ta happen. Promise. I just don't wanna rush the story 'cause that would NOT be cool.
I wonder if Misaki and Mori made up too quickly. But I mean. They understand each other and the situation and they're a new couple so sometimes the little things can be easy to move past, right? I dunno.
Annnnnd Review replies. First of all, thank you so much for reviewing this guys! It means a lot to me x3
Jill-Sama: I knoooow :( I'm sorry! Kaoru is actually my favorite twin. But if you take his background and add it to the fact that he likes a girl that he can't have ... It just ... Well, just like Hikaru, now that he's in this position, he doesn't know what to do. He wants what he wants. I wouldn't say he's the 'villain' though. Everything he does or is about to do is only to try to win Misaki's heart and sometimes things turn for the worst. Like the fact that Koji is a total jerk, of course ...
Mizzuki: Haha, we'll see, we'll see ;) And thank you so much!