Hey guys! Whats up! Here is an extra long chapter for my lovely fans~ Due to the fact spring break is almost over and I will be back to my weekly updates! Hope you enjoy!
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"Yes! I won the next level!"
"No fair! How did you do it so quick!"
"I'll show you, this is what you do."
Hikaru and Katsumi were sitting in the back of the limousine, playing their new game for their game boy. They always got to the same level at the same time but this time Katsumi advanced faster than Hikaru, which made the older brother pout.
"Hikaru, are you alright? You've been kinda spacious lately."
Hikaru snapped out of his childhood daydream, realizing his club were riding in the same limousine as him and looked at Kairi, who looked worried of her older twin. He smirked; "I'm fine. I'm just a little tired that's all."
"It was very nice of your mother to let us see her latest collection before the show tonight." Haruhi commented.
"Oh yeah, it's your first time going to a fashion show, right Haruhi?" Asked Tamaki. "Why didn't you tell me my precious daughter!? I would've loved to take you to these kinda of shows! Better yet, you should be a model! You would look so cute in anything!"
"I really don't have a body of a model." Haruhi stated.
"You don't need to have a body of a model! Your cuteness overpowers every other girls! They will be so jealous of my precious daughter!"
"You do need to have a body of a model." Kairi and Hikaru commented together.
"Stop insulting your sister or you're grounded!" Tamaki yelled at them.
"You can't ground us!"
"Behave you three." Said Kyoya. "It's enough that you act like a bunch of wildering monkeys at school, let's not do it in public."
Haurhi was glad that his seatbelt restrained him from getting up to either hug her for comfort. Honey chuckled at Tamaki's pout as he cuddled with his Usa-chan. "Hika-chan, what theme is your mom doing this time?"
"I don't know, she won't even tell me." Hikaru shrugged. "It was suppose to be a surprise for 'everyone'"
"That's weird, she usually tells you everything!" Said Honey.
They felt the limo go into a slow stop and from the tinted windows, they saw that they stopped in front of a theater where the fashion show was being held. They took off their seatbelts as the door opened for them and they exited in an orderly fashion.
Once they entered…they saw hell. People were still setting up various things for the show; the catwalk, the curtains, the chairs, the lights, etc. Men were rushing everywhere with tools and women with clipboards talking to their headsets. No one even took notice to the host club of handsome men which was a first.
"So…this is what it looks like before the show starts." Haruhi commented as she looked around.
"Something is wrong." Hikaru climbed on the constructing catwalk and went behind the red curtains.
"Hikaru wait!" They followed after him, apologizing to the people who glared at them while they were constructing the catwalk. They pass the curtains and went into the dressing rooms where there were more people mainly dressed in black. There were white curtains hanging on one side with signs that said "Changing Room: 1, 2, or 3". On the other side it was tables with large well lit mirrors with stack of different colored make up such as lip stick, blush, powder, brushes, hair dryers, different hair color extensions and much more. There were also a few rows of dresses and other kinds of designer clothing each with a tag or a separate number. Haruhi already felt overwhelmed, the show didn't even start yet and she already wanted to go home.
Finally they spotted Hikaru trying to calm down an overworked woman who was pacing back and forth, talking to several people at the same time. They realized it was Hikaru's mother due to her short auburn hair, though it was shorter since it ended above her ears. She was wearing a strapless black dress that hugged her curves, a red coat with a brown belt around her hips, and wore black high heeled boots. She looked like she was in distress, on the verge to break down or cry. Hikaru finally separated her from the crowd and sat her down in the nearest chair.
"Oka-san, just breathe, tell me what's wrong."
"It's a mess. Everything is a complete mess! Due to the accident nearby, it was almost impossible to get the workers to come on time. They were three hours late! And the models who came, they were getting their make-up done but they had food poisoning with the sushi we served. We only have a few models but only a couple of them know the special choreography. Hikaru, the show is this evening and nothing is close to being ready! This is a disaster." She placed her face in her hands in despair, Hikaru couldn't think of a solution for his mother.
"Hikaru?" Kairi came to them and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Hikaru what is going on?"
"Let's just say nothing is going right. This is my mom, she's the one hosting tonight's show."
Kairi looked at his mother and replaced her hand from Hikaru's shoulder to her shoulder, trying to give her a little comfort. "It's ok. We still have a few more hours. We can do whatever it takes to help ok?" She spoke gently to cheer her up.
Hikaru's mother looked Kairi who showed her a smile. Her eyes widen for a second, soaking in the fact that she looked exactly like her son…how was that possible?
"Yes! Don't you worry Yuzuha-san! The host club is here to save the day!" Tamaki stepped up with his club, he stepped up as the troop leader to show that they were ready to help. Yuzuha turned her attention to the host club and smiled at the reassurance.
"Thank you, I gladly appreciate your assistance but there is really nothing you can do. The stage and everything else would be finished in time, hopefully. But my main problem is the models. I don't have enough to do a show due to food poisoning. Also with each group of clothing, I prepared a small choreograph to go along with the theme. It's almost impossible to get a group of models this late."
"But you have two girls right here!" Tamaki cheered as he pulled Haruhi and Kairi together, even though they were wearing male clothes Yuzuha could tell they had petite frames.
"I don't want to be a model." Groaned Haruhi.
"But I think Haru-chan would look cute as a model!" Honey yelled. "Right Takashi?!" He looked to his older cousin who smiled and nodded in agreement.
"I said no."
"But Haruhi!" Tamaki went to the rack of clothes, pulling out a dresses and came back to them. "I think you would look cute in this!" He pushed a Sakura pink ruffled dress towards her, making her hold it up against her body. "See it suits you perfectly! MY DAUGHTER WOULD BE SO CUTE!"
"No." Haruhi pushed it back in Tamaki's arms which made him pout.
Hikaru was getting annoyed. "My lord, this isn't the time to fantasize"-Too late, Tamaki went back to the dress rack to put the dress back and pulled out a few more in different color and sizes.
"Ok Haruhi what about this one? Would you wear this one?" Tamaki showed a violet one strapped mini dress.
"No that's too short!"
Tamaki gave the dress for Kyoya to hold, he rolled his eyes as he grabbed the dress and held it with one finger as a hook. It was in a different angle for Yuzuha…it looked like it was laying on Kyoya's body. In Yuzuha's mind, the color suited him perfectly! Maybe with some light lipstick maybe, definitely eye-shadow to bring out his eyes more. And completely by far, he needs a wig.
"What about this one"-
"Perfect!" Yuzuha jumped out of the chair and took the dress from Kyoya. They looked at her in confusion. What was so perfect?
"I can't believe this is happening…I knew I should've stayed home." Haruhi groaned. She was in one of the white changing rooms with Kairi. She looked at the mirror, she was wearing a pink halter style gown dress with a few butterfly designs that hugged her waist and with a cut that stretched to her upper thigh. She had a white shawl wrapped in her arms and carried a small handbag while barefooted. She sighed with defeat.
"Haruhi, can you zip me up?" Haruhi turned from the mirror and saw Kairi, who just pulled on her dress over her head but her back was completely exposed due to the open zipper.
"Oh hai." She went and carefully pulled up the zipper until it was at the top. Then Kairi turned around, she wore a strapless dress that was cut short in the front but it stretched into a train behind her into a lighter fabric. Her chest was decorated with tiny gemstones and spread down to the lower skirt.
"Do I look ok?"
"Yeah, you look great, Kairi. It suits your perfectly."
"Aw, thanks. You look great yourself, I love this pink on you." Kairi straighten the straps on her shoulders and brushed down the wrinkles from her hips.
"Are you girls done? I want to see!" Yuzuha yelled from behind the curtain.
They both gulped nervously and stepped out from the curtains. "Oh Haruhi! I knew that dress suited you well!" Tamaki cheered with joy. He was wearing a over the shoulder laced dress with a corset top and a silk skirt that reached to his knees. The girls knew he had a bra underneath and they stuffed it with god knows what to make it appear like he had breast.
"Haru-chan and Kai-chan look so cute!" Honey cheered with Tamaki. He was dressed with his normal clothes along with Takashi, they had to sit this one out due to the fact Honey was too small and Takashi was too tall.
"Yes, yes they do." Yuzuha commented. At first the dresses were too big for them but she was able to tuck in a few spots to fit them well. Hikaru was sitting in one of the chairs near-by with his arms and legs crossed. He was wearing a light teal sparkling mini dress that stopped on his upper thighs. Every so often he pulled down the edge of the skirt so nothing could be seen. He was wearing the same thing Tamaki was wearing underneath to make the appearance of a bust and something else underneath to give him more of a curve at the waist area. "You all look so adorable! Thank you Tamaki for giving me the idea! Kyoya-kun! Come out! Were you able to tie it up? It might be hard from the rib"-
"I refuse to come out!" Kyoya yelled from behind the curtains.
"Come on Kyoya! Let's see!" Tamaki begged.
"No! I am going to kill you Tamaki!"
Hikaru had a nasty idea all of a sudden. He got out of his chair and grabbed his cell phone from the table and went to Kyoya's curtain.
"Come on Kyoya-kun. There's no need to be ashamed. There's plenty of young men that cross dress as female in fashion shows." Yuzuha tried to comfort him. Hikaru put on the camera app and carefully pushed it through the curtain, he pressed the screen and they all saw the flash go off.
"HIKARU!"
Hikaru pulled back the phone, making Kyoya reveal himself. He was wearing the one strapped mini dress that Yuzuha imagined in him before. He realized he was revealed and pulled down the skirt that was way too short for him. He was overly embarrassed and Hikaru was enjoying his pain, he showed the picture to Kairi and Haruhi, they both started bursting with giggles. In the picture Kyoya was staring angrily at the mirror pulling down the skirt just like he was doing now. They were so overwhelmed with giggles they were hanging on to each other, trying to keep straight.
"No need to fret Kyoya." Tamaki reassured over the Shadow King. "It takes a real man to wear women clothing, but it takes a man created by god to pull off such beauty." With that, Kyoya hit him upside the head, leaving a nasty red bump and a crying Tamaki. "Owwie!"
I just felt so evil today! And it is 4am where I am and I work in 7 hours! I'm gonna go to sleep now.
Also in my previous chapter, I did major foreshadowing about in the next few chapters and I'm surprise none of you caught it...unless you did notice but aren't questioning it making me think you didn't notice it...Anyway thought I let you know! I hope you enjoyed it. Remember, now I am back to my weekly updates so please don't be sad! Thank you!