Twin Devils

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Italics: Haruhi's thoughts

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"What on earth happened?"

Kaoru had called an emergency meeting for the Host Club, which meant that we all rush to school early and hold council in the abandoned music room 3. The rest of the group, even Kyoya, had show concern as to why we would be having an emergency meeting, and all of them had thought something was wrong with me.

What was wrong with me? I caused this, I guess. We had all gathered in the room, huddled around Hikaru. "What on earth happened?" Tamaki asked again.

Hikaru's face looked even worse in the morning light, his eye slightly purple and swollen, his nose and lip puffy from where they had been hit repeatedly. Tamaki stood over the beaten twin like a mother fretting for a child as he cleaned up Hikaru's face. Kyoya sat in the back like a recluse, writing in his little black notebook, casually lifting his head back to glance at us every now and then. Kaoru stood loyally at Hikaru's side, brushing his hair back and placing his hand on his brother's shoulder. Hikaru had to constantly look up and comfort his twin, squeezing his hand and muttering that he was all right. Honey and Mori were running around apropos to Tamaki's orders, fetching towels, water, ice, or bandages. Tamaki looked back at me, "Well. I'm waiting for an explanation."

I wished that Tamaki had sounded more idiotic in that instance, because then it would've been easier to swallow the guilt, but he sounded so grown up and rational that it brought back the memories of that night when I'd heard the pops of skin hitting skin. "Well, you see…"

Kaoru reached out and took my hand, stepping away from his brother, "Haruhi came home late last night after her date with Jaga. Hikaru was taking out the trash when he saw Jaga holding her against her will on the front porch. He rushed out there and attacked Jaga. These, all the marks and bruises, are proof from the fight."

Tamaki stopped what he was doing to look up at Hikaru with a faint awe. He put down the supplies he'd been holding, "You really went out and did all of that, Hikaru?"

Scoffing, Hikaru shrugged, looking away, "Well, I did say I was taking out the trash, didn't I?"

"That was really brave of you," Tamaki nodded. "You took some serious damage during that fight."

"Please. You should see the other guy," Hikaru said.

Tamaki shook his head, "This is no joking matter, Hikaru."

"I'm not joking."

They each stared at each other, then Tamaki sighed, beginning to wrap Hikaru's knuckles in bandages, "Don't get me wrong, I admire your spunk and your tenaciousness, but those are the same things that are going to get you in serious trouble some day. If you don't be careful, you're going to wreck yourself, and none of us want to see that happen. You might think that you're protecting the people you love, but what happens if you get hurt? The people you love will have no one to look after them. You have a good and sound mind, Hikaru. It's time to start using it."

Hikaru opened his mouth, and then slowly closed it, not knowing what to say exactly against that. He closed his eyes, turning his head away, "Well, blame Haruhi for being so helpless. It's not my fault she was drunk out of her mind."

The room instantly turned instantly quiet, to the point that one could hear a pin drop all throughout the school. Kyoya's pen scratched against the paper as he halted, mid sentence most likely, looking up with a strange glint in his glasses. Honey and Mori paused, Uca-chan hanging limp from Honey's hands and Mori's arms filled with medical supplies. Kaoru's hand tightened on mine, color draining from his face, and he looked over at his twin, looking like he wanted nothing me than to wring his brother's neck, "Hikaru! We weren't supposed to tell them that?"
Hikaru huffed and shrugged, "They were going to figure it out sooner or later."

Tamaki was still in front of Hikaru, slightly bent to work on his hands, his expression hidden for the moment. He had turned so stiff, back to us and I could see that his skin was very pale. Slowly, he muttering, "My Haruhi… was drunk…" After a few seconds, he spun around, eyes slitted and snarling at us, "YOU SHADY TWINS DARE TO LET MY PRECIOUS HARUHI DRINK AND BECOME INTOXICATED IN THE PRESENCE OF THAT CREEPY MAN?!"

I winced, covering my head with my hands. My brain felt like it was split with every single loud noise, like lightning was shattering every brain cell slowly and painfully, or like there was a frat party of death going on in there where everybody was wearing spiked boots and was playing who could make Haruhi's brain burst first. I was very thankful that everyone had also left the lights off, because I'm pretty sure that I couldn't make it with all that florescent light. Before Tamaki could let loose another volley of shrieking rants or rages, Kyoya tugged him back by the arm, putting a hand over his mouth. "Shut up, you idiot. Haruhi will already have a vicious hangover well into tomorrow. Don't go shouting and make it all that worse. Do you want her to get better or worse, moron?"
Tamaki looked shocked, stepping back, "Right… Sorry Haruhi…"

Kyoya slid his glasses up the bridge of his nose, "And Hikaru. We do have the matter to discuss of your 'activities.' It would look very bad if a member of the club was involved in a fight or skirmish of any kind, so I will have to ask you and Kaoru to not participate in any club dealings today and to simply lounge in the back room out of sight of the customers. If one was to see you with those marks, we'd be bound to have a riot on our hands. Kaoru will tend to your every need and stay with you until that wound heals up, since we can't just offer one twin without the other. And to the rest of the club," he turned with a flawless flourish. "Business must go on as usual. And if Jaga is to arrive, he will be permitted to see any of the hosts, but only under a supervision. And we will be having a talk about what to do with one Miss Haruhi Fujioka after the club is closed."

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That day, the Host Club held business as usual, minus two devilish twins of course. The spare chit chat was buzzing my head already, not being able to focus on my work. Tamaki noticed made the announcement about after an hour, "Please, forgive me princesses. But I'm afraid we have a member of the Host Club that is sick, and has a terrible headache. So if you could please lower your voices. And don't be upset about it ladies. The quieter you speak, the closer we'll have to lean in." He smiled and some of the ladies swooned. Now the ladies were quiet because they cared for the health of a club member, or they wanted to be close to a hot guy. Either way, I was very grateful.

Even though the noise was reduced heavily, I was still having trouble producing stimulating conversation on my own, and that was shortly noticed as well by Kyoya. Every half hour he sent over a chilled glass of water and told me to drink it slowly to get rid of the hangover. I nodded to him, very appreciative. Slowly sipping the cold water, I paid more attention to my clients. "Sorry ladies, I feel better now. What were you saying?"

"We were asking what was wrong with Hikaru and Kaoru?" One said, putting a hand over her heart as she furrowed her brow with concern. "They're both alright, aren't they?"

"Yes," another added. "We come here to see you, Haruhi, but we are curious and concerned about the two of them."

"The host club just isn't as jolly without them. It's like you can feel their absence in the air," the other agreed.

I tilted my head to the side, putting my best gentle smile. "Oh, they're fine, ladies. I can assure you that. Whenever I got sick, the twins spent all night taking care of me. Hikaru got sick because of me and is having to rest in the back room. Kaoru refused to host without him, and has been back there with him to take care of him. I know that he'll be fine though. Hikaru is very strong, and Kaoru won't rest until his twin is better. I'm sorry ladies. I can't help but feel responsible that they're sick."

The clients looked up me, eyes swimming with emotion as they swooned. "Oh, that's okay, Haruhi. We still love you!"

I shook my head, smiling at them. Kyoya walked over and put a hand on my shoulder. "Do you mind going and checking on the twins?"

Looking up at him, I nodded, getting up and making my way to the back room. As soon as I got there, there was instant relief from the noise, and the throbbing in my head subsided. I looked around, and I saw Hikaru lying on the couch asleep. I walked over, smoothing back his hair. Kaoru walked over, smiling, "He's starting to get better. Nothing we can do really except rest right now. Here, I got you a drink. It'll help with the hangover."

We sat at the table, and pushed an orange drink across the top, nodding to me. I raised an eyebrow. "What's in it?"

He smiled, "Secret recipe."

Taking a chance, I gulped some down. Peculiar taste, but my headache was slowly beginning to ebb away. Kaoru set two identical cans of soda on the table, looking at them. They were a weird flavor, like orange puma or something, and I looked at him, confused. "Um, what are those?"

He chuckled, "Some weird soda I found for Hikaru and I. Weird right?" He moved his chair closer to mine so that I could see.

I shook my head, chuckling, "How do you know that Hikaru will like it?"

"We kinda have the same taste for stuff," he smiled fondly at the sodas. "Benefits of being twins."

"But, what if there's only one, or something?" I asked.

He looked at me, "Then Hikaru gets it."

I blinked, "Seriously? That's what you happens every time? Hikaru gets it every time?"

"Yes," he looked Hikaru's sleeping form. "He is quite possessive and he likes things for himself. So I'm used to letting him have things."

"Oh." I gazed up at him. "That sounds kinda sad, honestly."

He smiled, scooting closer, "No. Not really. He usually gets what he wants. But if it's something I want," he brushed some hair out of my face. "Then I take it, no matter what."

I was shocked, looking up at him. He smiled, leaning down towards me. His lips parted slowly, hand moving to the back of my neck and tilting my head upward. Slowly, he was leaning down to meet me half way. Our breath clashed in the same space, and I found myself closing my eyes. We were about to kiss.

Suddenly, Hikaru grunted in his sleep, shifting, sending us to awkwardly jump apart. He face was a bright red, and I'm sure that mine was the same way. I got up and nearly sprinted out of the room.

What's wrong with me?

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The club ended, the swooning girls ushered out by the bell, and the members gathered around Kyoya who stood above them. "First things first," Kyoya reached down, putting his hand on my shoulder, squeezing it lightly. "Haruhi is our priority. We can all agree to that one. So we must protect her. But before I make any suggestions, why didn't you call me when you were in trouble with Jaga? I could've helped you know."

I sighed and shrugged, "I don't know. I'm sorry senpai."

He shook my head and released a breath. "Anyway-"

"WAIT!" Tamaki butted in. "WHEN DID SHE GET YOUR PHONE NUMBER?"

"Moving on, idiot." Kyoya said, sounding bored. "Here's my the idea. We need to protect Haruhi, which means that we need to be around her twenty four seven, right? So… one of us needs to date Haruhi. That's my idea."

It was just straight quiet, everyone gazing at me in shock. That's when we heard crazy otaku laughing. Renge. "Yes!" she shouted. "Yes, I've been waiting for this! The perfect one must date Haruhi! YAOI FOR THE WIN!"

"But," Tamaki blanched. "Renge, what are you doing here."

"BUTT OUT, HALF BAKED PRESIDENT! DON'T GET IN THE WAY OF MY HOMOS! Now, let me break it down for you guys. I'll decide who Haruhi ends up with." She gazed around. "Well… It can't be Tamaki, because he's an idiot. And Honey doesn't act his age. And it can't be Mori because he can never love anyone more than Honey-senpai. It can't be Kyoya because he's MINE. CLAIMED. It can't be Hikaru because he'll get wrecked again. Soooooo… HARUHI'S DATING KAORU!"

I looked at Kaoru, and blushed again. I never had these feelings before.

What's wrong with me?

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