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A/N: Woot. Okay, festival time is here! And the festival will be the last event of their summer. So, you know what that means... THIS FIC IS ENDING! O.O By the way, sorry I took so long to update. I've been kinda busy with other stuff… (cough)Ouran Host Club(cough)
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"ARISA." A dark aura enveloped the house and people stayed out of the hallways as much as possible.
"Hana-chan, why are you calling forth the spirits of darkness this time?" Uotani sighed, sitting fearlessly on the futon next to the source of all evil.
"MY YUKATA." Hanajima was hunched over her yukata, long hair flying in the midst of the dark flame that surrounded her. "MY SPECIALLY MADE BLACK YUKATA. THE ONE WITH VIOLET FLOWERS. HOW... DID IT GET RIPPED?" she said darkly, clenching her hands.
"You must have been careless." Uotani shrugged. "In any case, you can't wear it, so I guess you'll have to borrow one from Ayame... that guy brought a whole stash of clothes along, and for some reason, they're all women's wear. I don't WANT to know."
Hanajima looked up, her eyes glowing purple. "But his yukatas... THEY'RE..." she twitched as she imagined Ayame and Mine waving around pink and yellow yukatas, forcing them onto her.
Uotani shrugged. "You'll just have to take what you get. Now stop with the waves, you're scaring Tohru."
Hanajima relaxed, and the air cleared. "It's okay to come out." She said, still sounding miserable.
Tohru peeked her head out of the closet, before scampering to hide behind Uotani. "Are you okay now, Hana-chan?" she squeaked.
Hanajima turned around with a sunny smile. "Yes, just fine. I'm going to find Ayame-san and borrow a yukata, okay?"
As soon as the door closed behind her, Hanajima's face immediately fell and she trudged down the hallway to Ayame's room, several potted plants dying in her wake. She slid the door to the room that now only occupied Ayame and Mine (after Shigure and Hatori moved). "I need a kimono." She said quietly, not reacting to the fact that Ayame had Mine pinned to a futon, with their lips locked. The (thankfully clothed) couple jumped apart and stared.
"A KIMONO." Hanajima repeated.
"Y-Yes Hanajima-san..." Ayame said, blinking, sweat dripping steadily from his forehead. Even Mine was quiet, making no attempts to dress up the girl.
Ayame threw his (strangely large) closet open and laughed, regaining his charisma. "PICK AND CHOOSE, WHICH EVER ONE SUITS YOU! Although I recommend this pale pink kimono with the sakura pattern." he waved towards the kimono section.
"BLACK. DO YOU HAVE BLACK. OR PURPLE."
"Err... no, I don't believe we do..." Mine supplied, finger to her chin.
A nearby plant was burnt to ashes.
"B-But we do have this lovely dark blue one with iris pattern!" Ayame said quickly, gulping slightly.
Hanajima took it and bowed. "Thank you very much." Then she turned on heel and left, leaving Ayame and Mine stunned and blinking.
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The night of the festival came around and it seemed that everyone had a date. Seriously. Looking around the room, you'd be amazed at how many couples had emerged from this summer. A unanimous decision was made that Yuki and Machi were the most perfect couple, much to their embarrassment. The runner up was Kyo and Tohru, who couldn't stop blushing, Kyo yelling and denying. The hottest couple was Mayuko and Hatori, which made them want to disappear to Malaysia. The runner up was obviously Rin and Haru, but they didn't seem to care. They were too busy making out. The most adorable couple was Hiro and Kisa (duh), which made them both drown in blush, and Kimi and Momiji were second place for that. This was all announced to the house by Manabe, of course, who was yelling it into the karaoke microphone.
They had somehow gotten Machi into a yukata, a simple, cream and red one. The color of her face seemed to match her sash as Manabe made the announcement. Yuki blushed as well, but then rested a hand on Machi's head. "That doesn't sound too bad, though, does it? I think you're perfect for me." He smiled and looked down at her. Machi turned visibly redder, but then mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like "I think you're just perfect", earning her a kiss on the cheek.
Meanwhile, Kyo and Tohru were having their own dilemma. "Should we tell the others about... y-you know..." Tohru stammered, speaking of the fact that they were together.
"I-I dunno, whatever you want... I suppose you'd want to tell your Yankee friend... Although I wouldn't venture to tell Hanajima yet, she's looking kind of pissed in the blue yukata. Especially after this morning." Kyo shuddered involuntarily.
"W-Well, what about Yuki-kun?"
"NO."
"Shishou-san?"
"DEFINATELY NOT."
On cue, Kazuma appeared behind Kyo and ruffled his hair. "Congratulations. Too bad for the curse, though."
"Y-YOU SAW...?" Kyo and Tohru both turned the color of a Christmas ornament.
"The whole thing." Kazuma said with an unwavering smile. Apparently, he was ecstatic of the situation. "Now, if you'll excuse me..." He left the stuttering, blushing couple to join Hanajima, who looked like she was in the mood to fry someone. He placed a hand on her shoulder. "I think you look really nice. It really suits you."
Hanajima blushed ever so slightly, and looked down. "D-Don't be silly."
"I'm not being silly." He lifted her chin up. "You can smile now."
Kyo was having an aneurysm at this point, and was about to go separate them. Tohru grabbed his arm, but he was obviously stronger than her, so she did the only thing she could to stop him. "Kyo-kun!" She grabbed his shirt collar, spun him around, and planted her lips on a wide-eyed Kyo.
The entire room was enveloped in a wave of silence. They broke off and both turned bright red when they found the entire room staring at them in utter silence. Which was broken suddenly by Manabe's catcalls. Finally regaining themselves, everyone practically burst into laughter.
Yuki put a hand on Kyo's shoulder. "Looks like the baka neko did something right, if you know what I mean." he teased, winking.
"Shut the hell up..." Kyo grumbled.
"Oi, Tohru, why the hell didn't you tell us?" Uotani grasped Tohru's head and pulled her back towards her and Hanajima, who had appeared by her side.
"G-Gomen, Uo-chan, Hana-chan, I was just about to! But I had to stop Kyo from ruining the summer love!" Tohru said, lifting a determined finger.
"..."
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"CHIBI-SUKE!"
"Oh crap..."
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US ABOUT YOUR SUMMER ROMANCE WITH A COLLEGE STUDENT? WHY DIDN'T YOU VISIT? DIVINE PUNISHMENT!" Manabe called, before landing a Kakeru-karate-chop on Naohito's head. They had just arrived, and were slowly separating and spilling into the carnival.
"I HAD MY REASONS!" Naohito yelled back, rubbing his head. Namely, you...
"DON'T TOUCH NAO-KUN." Kagura appeared suddenly behind Naohito's shoulder, eyes glowing.
B-black Kagura... Manabe gulped. "ARI-CHAN! Kagura-san is scary!" Manabe simpered, hiding behind Uotani, who just gave him a stony stare.
"Get some balls, Kakeru."
"UWAHH, YOU'RE SO MEAN ARI-CHAN!"
"Hell yeah I am."
"But you called me by my first name, and I feel all happy inside!" Manabe grinned.
Uotani sweat dropped. "Damn it."
Manabe apparently spotted something beyond Naohito and Kagura, and his face brightened and he skipped away calling out what sounded something like "MY MEAT ANGEL!", leaving the others sighing with relief.
Kagura and Naohito strayed away together in silence, Kagura grinning happily and locking her hands into his.
"Hey, are you okay with going out with me?" Naohito asked suddenly, feeling skeptical.
"Nn? Why wouldn't I be?" Kagura asked, confused.
"Well, for starters, I'm what, three years younger than you? And I'm not exactly very masculine, or tall, or anything for that matter. I'm sure there are plenty of other guys who are way better suited for you." Naohito let all his insecurities pour out, ending his thoughts with a frown.
Kagura giggled and kissed his cheek. "Silly! You're letting Manabe get to you. I chose you, Chibi-suke, don't ever forget that!"
Naohito blushed and looked away, feeling more than just a little embarrassed. "Call me that again, and I'll break up with YOU.
"Aww, can't I at least call you Chibi-kun?"
"NO."
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"Ah, a shooting range. And look the prize is a Mogeta doll!" Yuki said as he noticed Machi stop a few paces behind him, staring intently at the doll.
Yuki grinned and put a hand on Machi's head. "Do you want me to win it for you?"
Machi looked up at Yuki, as if asking to do so, but instead shook her head.
"Are you..." Before Yuki could said "sure", Machi had slapped some money down onto the table, and loaded the gun. She rolled up her yukata sleeves, a fire burning in her eyes.
"Uh..." Yuki sweat dropped, realizing that with Machi, all his efforts at being romantic weren't going to go well. He was betting money on the fact that Kyo and Tohru with have a thoroughly unintentionally romantic evening.
Three gunshots later, Machi was happily clutching the small Mogeta plushy to her chest.
She turned around to make sure Yuki was following her, to see him leaning against the booth, laughing.
Machi blushed. "What's so funny, Yuki?"
Yuki shook his head. "Nothing, nothing." He stood straight and tapped the tip of her nose. "You are just too cute."
Machi blushed even redder and kept walking.
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"Darts, Momiji-chan, darts! Let's play, let's play, I want that big Utada Hikaru poster!" Kimi pointed, tugging Momiji along.
"Okay!" Momiji watched as Kimi paid for three darts. She missed every time.
"Uwah, I'm no good. Can you win it for me, Momiji-chan?" Kimi asked, giving him puppy eyes.
"Sure I can!"
Twelve darts later:
"Okay, so maybe I can't."
"That's okay Momiji-chan, you did your best! I'll just have to go without the poster..." Kimi sighed, giving a last longing look at it.
"Gomen, Kimi-chan!" Momiji placed his hand on her shoulders and rested his head on hers sympathetically.
Kimi had taken that moment to realize how Momiji, although childish in nature, was quite a bit taller than her. If anything, he'd grown even more over the summer. She felt her face heat up at the sudden attraction she felt towards him. She spun around suddenly and pulled him into a deep kiss, pressing her body against his. She leaned back against the booth as the kiss progressed, tangling her fingers into his hair, his hands resting on the booth on either side of her, considering he couldn't wrap them around her.
They broke off after the fact that they were in a public place crossed their minds, both significantly flushed. "Wow..." Momiji breathed.
Kimi giggled. "I just gave you your first adult kiss, didn't I?"
Momiji flushed deeper. "Y-yeah, I guess you did."
"Momiji-chan, you're such a prude!"
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"Hanajima-san... is it really necessary to go into the haunted house?" Kazuma asked as he hesitantly waited in line with her.
"Of course. Why, are you afraid?" She cast him a grin.
"Not of the haunted house..." Kazuma laughed slightly.
Hanajima looked at him seriously. "Are you... afraid of me? Is that why you came?" She asked in a low voice.
Kazuma looked surprised for a moment before he smiled and put an arm around her shoulder. "I'm sorry. I was just teasing you. I'm not afraid, and that's not the reason why I came."
"Then why? Was it pity?" she looked down.
He shook his head. "I'm not quite sure why, but it wasn't pity..."
"Will you tell me sometime?" Hanajima said in response, knowing fully that Kazuma knew the reason, but for some reason didn't want to say.
"Maybe..."
Both of them shared a brief silence.
"Anyway… We're up." Kazuma smiled. "Let's have fun, okay?"
Hanajima smiled too, in away she usually only smiled at Tohru or Uotani. "Yeah, okay."
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"Akito… What are you doing here?" Shigure smirked, well aware of who was hiding in the trees on the outskirts of the festival.
"I'm keeping an eye on my cousins…"
Akito revealed herself hesitantly, and Shigure's eyes widened. "Why…?"
Akito adjusted her women's yukata, blushing. "It's my disguise, okay?"
Shigure scoffed. "Just admit you wanted to wear it."
"I DIDN'T!" Akito said quickly. "I just…" Her face suddenly turned cold. "I hate women. And I hate being a woman."
"That time of the month?" Shigure mocked.
"NO! I JUST…" Akito couldn't finish her sentence.
"Just admit it. You secretly want to be a woman. You don't hate women. You just hate Ren."
"DON'T TALK ABOUT THAT SLUT AROUND ME!" Akito closed her ears and shook her head.
"Akito… I don't understand what's wrong… You look good in the yukata. And you really shouldn't be accusing anyone of being a slut…" Shigure said, his voice unreadable.
Akito was losing it now. She gave an enraged scream and ripped a sleeve of her yukata off. "I NEVER SHOULD HAVE WORN THIS!"
Shigure grabbed a hysterical Akito by the shoulders. "Come on, let's go home." He smirked. "And I can take that yukata off of you…"
Akito pulled away from him. "NO!" She ran across the festival, disappearing into the crowd.
Shigure rubbed his forehead. "Why doesn't she just get over it already... She knows what she wants, she just doesn't want to admit it." He smiled darkly. "But I just love that about her. And I love rubbing it in her face even more. Now I should probably stop talking to myself." Shigure gave one last laugh and walked on.
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Kyo-kun… let's go on the Ferris wheel!" Tohru squealed excitedly.
"Jeez, they have Ferris wheels here nowadays? I didn't know the festivals got so high-tech…" Kyo shook his head as Tohru tugged him along, grinning from ear to ear.
Kyo sighed. "Oi! Slow down!"
The two of them eventually got on the Ferris wheel, Tohru, staring out the window. "Look, there's Kimi-chan and Momiji-kun… UWAH, I think they're kissing!" Tohru was having a field day.
Kyo rolled his eyes. "Are you just here to spy on couples?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Kyo-kun, I bet this is no fun for you at all!" She sat back down, and leaned against his shoulder and smiled. "Look, Kyo-kun, the moon is so beautiful!" She said, pointing.
(Yuki suddenly finds money on the ground. He looks up at the Ferris wheel. "A sign…?")
"Yeah…" Kyo replied.
"You know, the last time I was on a Ferris wheel, was with my mom." Tohru giggled. "She was even more excited then me, pressing her hands against the glass and everything."
Kyo almost laughed, because he could totally picture Kyoko doing just that.
"You know, I really wish my mom could see this now. Us, I mean. At first, I thought I would be betraying mom if I loved you… but I realize… that mom would be really happy. She would have liked you, too. And I bet you'd be to embarrassed to admit your name was so similar to hers!" She laughed. "I'm… happy we can be together Kyo-kun…"
"Tohru…" Kyo was looking at the moon, his eyes unreadable, throat tightening dangerously.
"Yeah? Is there something wrong."
"No… I'm just… sorry…"
"Why, Kyo-kun, what's wrong?
"Nothing, nothing…" Kyo pulled Tohru to him in a soft kiss. "I love you… when I really shouldn't… but…" He leaned in for another kiss, never finishing his sentence.
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"Hey, Yuki? Where'd you get the money? Did you win a bet or something?" Machi asked curiously as Yuki appeared holding money in hands.
"… I wonder… if I did…"
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End chapter. There will be one more festival chapter. And then the last chapter. UWAHH SAD! TT.TT Ok. Fic advertisement time! Remember the AU fanfic I talked about a while ago? Well, I started writing something sort of similar. Same concept, just changed some details. I loved writing it, and it's pretty well written with my heart and soul. You don't have to read it, but I'd love some more readers/reviewers. So yeah, Thanks!
