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Date Posted: 9/28/2019
Trigger Warnings: Language, Language, and Language
The Next Phase - Chapter 3: You Want Me to Wear What?
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Friday, December 17:
Host Club:
"Haruhi, how did your meeting go at lunch?"
"Just fine, Tamaki-senpai. We discussed dog parks and if the company should consider owning some."
"Wonderful!" he yelled and started jumping up and down. Great. "Antoinette and I want to be there for opening day!"
I grabbed his hands to settle him down. "Of course, you'll be there for opening day, but only if we actually decide to do it. We're just beginning the research phase."
He pouted. "You mean you might not build one?"
"It's OK, Senpai. You can always take her to the one we went to."
"Yes! I can!"
And before he could ask if I would come too, Satoshi called out, "Places!"
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Paris:
This meeting is taking forever. It was supposed to be a short dinner and mixer, but it's going on and on and on and on…
"Excuse me, Ootori-san?"
One of the current owners broke into my thoughts. What could he want? Granted, I'm not taking this by force and the negotiations were fair to both sides, but the contract is finalized.
"Yes?"
"I was hoping to introduce you to my daughter. She's a second-year in high school."
Shit. A marriage inquiry here? In the middle of this meeting? What the hell is his daughter doing here anyway?
"It's just her and me now. My wife passed away several years ago."
That's why. She's his 'date'. "I'm sorry to hear that." But I don't want to marry your daughter.
He called her over and we were introduced. Can't be disrespectful. The contract isn't signed yet.
Somehow, we ended up on the dance floor. She's nice, but not that smart. Or she's hiding it. Some girls do (1). Doesn't matter. She's not Haruhi. No one will ever be Haruhi but Haruhi.
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Saturday, December 18:
Largest Bookstore in Tokyo:
I had to come back. Took two train transfers, but I had to come back. I didn't want to spend too much time looking when Mori-senpai was waiting on me. This place is amazing.
I wandered through the business section and found a book on formulating 5- and 10-year plans. It has plenty of examples and case studies.
Their animal care selection was huge. Petto Chinmi currently specializes in cats and dogs. I'd toyed around with the idea of including more animals but think it's best to stick with what we know.
I was flipping through a book on dog obstacle courses when I heard a voice behind me, "That book is fine, but this one's better."
Whipping around, I saw a man in his late twenties holding out a book.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. I noticed the book you were reading and know this one is more correct and complete."
"Thank you," I said as I took the book. A quick look and I realized he was right. I put the first one back.
"You're welcome. Are you training your dog to run a course?"
"No. I'm interested in how the course works and the competitions."
"Interesting. For what breed of dog?"
"I'm not sure. It's only an abstract idea for now."
He bowed slightly, "I'm Yoshida Naoto."
"Fujioka Haruhi," I said, returning his bow.
"I work for my father's kennel breeding Shiba Inu dogs." (2)
That got my interest. Someone in the pet industry. Why hadn't I thought about talking to a breeder before?
"Really? That must be enjoyable being around puppies so much. I'm affiliated with Petto Chinmi."
"That's the food we feed our dogs. It's the best."
He looked at me for a minute, trying to decide something.
"Would you like to have coffee with me in the store café? It's just one floor down."
I took him up on his offer. "Thanks, I'd like that very much." What a great way to learn.
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Tokyo Convention Center:
"This is beyond amazing, Tamaki-kun. This scored you major boyfriend points."
I couldn't keep my eyes still. There's so much to take in. He brought me to Comicon. I couldn't believe it when he asked. Sure, I'd heard of it, but I'd never been. (3)
"I'm so happy you are enjoying yourself, Renge-chan. When I read about it in the paper, I just knew we had to come."
Fortunately, he gave me enough time to get our costumes together.
"Hey, Kirito, Asuna! Great costumes!" someone from the nearby crowd shouted. We wanted to be a famous anime couple. Kirito and Asuna from Sword Art Online were the perfect choice. I'm wearing her uniform from Knights of the Blood Oath, and Tamaki-kun is wearing Kirito's black coat and gear. We both decided we didn't want to wear the elf ears or wings.
"Thanks!" Tamaki-kun yelled back and he waved.
This is going to be so amazing!
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Biggest Bookstore in Tokyo's Café:
This girl is sweet. It's amazing who you can run into in a bookstore. Much better for meeting people than a bar or dance club. You know right away if they share any of your interests.
"How long has your family bred dogs, and has it always been that breed?"
"My grandfather started the business. He's retired now and my father runs it. I'll take over when dad retires. As for breeds, it's only ever been Shiba Inu."
"They are sweet dogs and funny too."
Her clothes fit her like a glove. Jeans, t-shirt, jacket look like they were tailored to her. Nice figure. Are they designer?
"Have you thought about owning a dog?"
As she explained her landlord's rules, I watched her face. Huge brown eyes that are incredibly expressive. It probably is hard for her to hide an emotion with those eyes. Her hair is so short, I can see her ears. They're a little red at the top. How cute, she's nervous talking to me.
"How are you affiliated with Petto Chinmi?"
She blushed deep pink and looked down into her coffee. Has she been lying to me?
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Should I tell him I own it? Will he believe me? Will it scare him off, or will he try to butter me up for a deal?
He seems nice and he's giving me great information. Here goes. "I own it."
"No way!"
I knew he wouldn't believe me. Who would? Some sixteen-year-old saying she owns a pet food company.
"Yes. For about four months now."
"Damn. You must be older than you look. I assumed you were still in high school."
"I am. I'm a second-year student at Ouran High School."
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Ouran. That explains it. Bunch of rich snobs. But not her. Not so far.
"Ouran? That's a great school."
"Yes, it is. Going there is a tremendous steppingstone in my career. I worked very hard to earn a scholarship."
"Scholarship?" She's not rich? Then how does she own that company?
"Yes. I went to a public middle school and took the entrance and scholarship exams for Ouran. I scored high enough to earn the scholarship."
"Congratulations."
"Thanks. It wasn't easy."
"So how did you come to own Petto Chinmi?"
"It's a long story and not very interesting. I'd rather talk about the dog breeding business. The more I learn about pets, the better I'll be at my job. Do you mind?"
I bet that story is more interesting than she lets on.
"No, of course not. Where should I start?"
"How about with the challenges you face."
This will take a while.
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Tokyo Convention Center:
"Look Renge-chan. Here's the full set of bobble-heads from Full Metal Alchemist."
"And here's a calendar with pictures from the anime!"
When the Young Master told me he was taking Renge-sama to this event, I should have known it would be like this. As his personal head of security, I've seen him do many crazy things, and this is in the top 10. The costumes, the swords, the crowds. Anything could happen.
They've been out together many times. Renge-sama's head of personal security and I have worked out how to protect them together. It's not that hard. They rarely separate.
I asked the driver to bring an assistant on this trip. Somehow, I just knew both of them would buy everything they saw. He's been running back and forth to the car, putting their purchases in the trunk.
"Over there!" Renge-sama pointed. "Yoshitsugu Matsuoka is signing autographs. I have to get one. He played you on 'SAO'."
"Wait for me!"
There's no way to scout ahead in this crowd. Just have to stick with them. They're doing a great job of waiting in line and not demanding special treatment. Fujioka-sama has taught them well.
"The schedule says that Romi Pak is signing autographs and will be on the Full Metal Alchemist panel at three."
"Didn't she voice Edward Elric?"
"Yes. That will be two autographs from characters you've played. Isn't that great!"
"We need to find someone who you've dressed as."
"We'll just keep looking."
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Biggest Bookstore in Tokyo's Café:
"This has been fun, Fujioka-san, but I need to get back to the dogs."
"Thank you so much for all the information Yoshida-san. I appreciate your time today."
"You should come see the kennels and get a tour."
"I'd be honored."
"Let's get in touch in early January to set up a date. December is a crazy time for us. Puppies make great gifts."
"January works better for me as well. Here's my business card."
She handed me a card with the company logo, her name, and her title – President and CEO. Damn.
"And this is mine."
"Thank you again, Yoshida-san."
"My pleasure."
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Tokyo Convention Center:
"Oh my. Tamaki-kun, look! All thirteen stuffed animals from 'Fruits Basket'."
"You must have those, Renge-chan."
And on and on. The driver has told me that they have started putting purchases in the passenger part of the limo because the trunk is full.
"Tamaki-kun," she pulled on his shirt. "Wonder woman! I must get an autograph and see what they have to buy."
Should I send for a second car?
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Paris:
"Congratulations, Ootori-sama. The Ootori Corporation is now the owner of a new medical part manufacturing company."
So glad that's over. I want to get back to Japan.
I am not enjoying this trip. The acquisition went well, but I have no one to celebrate it with. Ono-san doesn't count. Some sake in my hotel room and boring conversation isn't celebrating.
Haru should be here. We would change out of our suits, curl up on the sofa in our hotel room, and rehash the day. She's observant and could tell me things she noticed.
We'd order dinner in and talk about the future, our businesses, our childhoods, and anything else that flashes across our minds. We'd cuddle up and talk for hours.
Then, some celebratory sex, a nice hot shower, and we'd fall asleep in each other's arms.
That's a very different scenario than I had pictured months ago. The more I think about our relationship and her traveling with me and her being a part of my business life, the more I see her as a partner rather than a wife and mother.
That's what I need to tell her. That's how I'll win her back. I should reexamine that marriage contract.
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Commoner Restaurant:
"And then you landed right on your butt."
"I'd never ice-skated before. There was no doubt I'd fall."
"Yeah, but I caught you the next time." I smiled at Yuki and she blushed.
Kaoru and I took Yuki and Watanabe ice-skating. We went for a total commoner's experience. Rented our ice skates. Bought hot chocolate from a stand. Now we're eating in a commoner's noodle restaurant. Food's not bad.
"And what about you, Kaoru? You were having more trouble than I was," Watanabe teased my brother.
"I think it was the rented skates." He's so full of shit. Skating just isn't his thing.
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Yeah, it wasn't the rented skates. I just suck at ice skating.
"I'm so glad we did that, Kaoru," Naoko said.
"Me too," I whispered as I leaned closer and kissed her cheek. Is it too soon to ask her to be my girlfriend?
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Sunday, December 19:
Morning at the Fujioka Apartment:
Now that I'm back home, I can get back to my weekend routine. Last weekend doesn't count with the moving back in and the dog park.
Up early, breakfast for Dad and Jarou-san. I leave it in the oven to keep it warm. Never know when they are coming home. After they eat, they'll sleep most of the day. Saturday nights at the bar are insane.
Next, newsstand.
"Haruhi-chan, I haven't seen you for a while. How have you been?"
"Just fine, Yoshida-san. I've been staying over with a friend for a while, but I'm back now."
"Glad to have you back. Looks like you've added some papers to your regular purchase."
I had. When Kyoya took over the Ootori Empire, I started buying the 'Yomiuri Shimbun' Sunday Edition. I had neither the time to read or the money to subscribe and receive it every day.
When I started running Petto Chinmi, I added 'NY Times', and 'Wallstreet Journal'. I've learned so much and improving my English has been a valuable side effect.
"Yes. I'm learning more about finance and global business. I thought 'The Guardian' and 'China Daily' would be helpful. It's a good thing the 'China Daily' is in English. I can't read a word of Chinese." (4)
"After a week or two, you might decide to drop the 'China Daily'. I don't know why, but I don't get much demand for it."
"I'll let you know."
On the way home, I looked at my change. There's writing on one of the bills. Just a bunch of letters and numbers. Who'd do something like that on money? Someone must not have had a piece of paper and wrote down something important in shorthand.
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Hitachiin Studio:
"You guys sent a limo. You know I hate that."
"Yeah, but Haruhi," Hikaru whined, "your dad loves it."
"Whatever."
"Right this way, Haruhi, Ranka-san." Kaoru directed us down a hall and into a huge room. "Food is over there," he pointed. "Since it's a working lunch, just eat as you get hungry."
"Kaoru-kun, it looks delicious," dad said. He was practically drooling.
"We set up a special viewing area for you Ranka-san, and the girls. They should be here soon."
It looked like an area in the Host Club. Plush sofas and chairs, expensive carpet, antique tables. Rich Bastards.
"Ranka-san, if you'll sit here, I'll get Haruhi into hair and makeup."
"What! You didn't say anything about hair and makeup! I thought these were reference photos."
Kaoru put his arm around my shoulders and led me away from Dad. "They are reference photos, but the model has to look like a businesswoman."
"Kaoru, I'm a businesswoman and I have short hair and don't wear makeup."
"The exception to the rule, beautiful." He opened a door and practically tossed me in. "Ladies, here's your victim," he winked at me. "Hair and makeup as we discussed." Then the bastard left.
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"Haruhi, you look amazing!" Ito-chan said. Why Kaoru had to put me in this stupid makeup…
"It's the hair and makeup."
"Well, I think you look perfect darling. I've always said you look better as a girl."
"Dad!"
"I'm sorry, but you do."
"Whatever."
"Let's get started," Kaoru said as he led me across to the photo area. There wasn't much there. Just several different backdrops like a street scene, a library, an office, and a blank white sheet. No furniture, just pictures of these places.
"We're going to take the same series of shots for each outfit. You'll stand in front of each of the picture for a couple shots then move to the while one. We'll take front, back, and side pics there. Then, you change, and we'll do it again."
"Kaoru, I don't know anything about modeling. What am I supposed to do?"
He put his hand on my shoulder, "Don't worry. These are reference pics. I'll tell you which way to face, and you stand naturally and let us take the pics. If there's something else I want to see, I'll let you know."
"Alright. Wish me luck."
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"Isn't my daughter beautiful?"
Yes, she is. I watched my brother put her through the poses he wants and wished. I wished I could design for her more. I'm still not ready to design an outfit for her by myself. Not that I couldn't do the design, I couldn't do the fittings.
It's better this way. Kaoru makes her figure sing. How much could I improve on that?
"She's lovely, Ranka-san," Naoko-chan answered.
She and I are still moving slowly, becoming friends first. I want to start dating, but the doc and I agree that it's still too early. Especially if I'm still having thoughts about Haruhi. It's even harder now that she's not dating Kyoya-senpai. Guess I'll call the doc tonight.
"That suit fits like a glove. She screams business power," Ito-chan said. She and Kaoru are moving right along. I can tell he's ready to get more serious. They do work great together.
She's right about the suit too. Deep maroon jacket and skirt, gray silk shirt, gray shoes, striped scarf. Looks good even without jewelry. I'm sure she wore it that way, but Kaoru added a diamond and platinum broach on the scarf. Looks perfect, but he shouldn't use expensive jewelry like that for a commoner's line.
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"Kaoru, aren't we done yet?"
"Four more, Haruhi."
Uggg. I had no idea this would be so intense. I've modeled at least thirty outfits so far. Each is quick, but it adds up.
Look at me. Click. Click. Click. Turn to your right. Click. Click. Click. Turn to your left. Click. Click. Click. Turn your back to us. Click. Click. Click. Now walk across the room, going in front of each background. Click. Click. Click. Now change.
We had fancy tuna and grilled vegetables for lunch with strawberries and cream for dessert. I took full advantage of the buffet. The photographer looked shocked at the amount I was eating, but Kaoru just smiled and called me his 'glutton'. I used to hate that name, but now it's growing on me.
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Kyoya's Apartment:
This apartment is so empty. If Haru and I were married, or at least engaged, she would have gone with me and we'd be walking in together, or she'd have stayed home and be here to welcome me.
Shit.
I want that. I want that life.
We'd walk in, take a shower to wash off the trip, order dinner, and then bed. And I can think of a lot of things we'd do in either the shower or the bed or both.
Her soft skin. Her hands all over me. Love and lust in her eyes. That ring on her finger – and one on mine. Together forever. Forever belonging together.
Fuck. I need a shower. #
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Hitachiin Studio:
"Bye. See you in school tomorrow."
As we waved Naoko-chan, Ito-chan, and Renge out the door, I could tell Haruhi was wiped out by my photo shoot.
"I know you're tired, but those pictures will really help. Thank you."
She sighed, "You're welcome, Kaoru. Are we done? I just want to go home and go to bed."
"Well…"
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More? He wants me to do more? I thought we were done as soon as the girls left, and I could take the hair and makeup off.
"Well, what?"
"Actually, Hikaru and I have your masked ball costume almost ready and wanted to do a fitting. This will be the big one, and you'll only have one to go after this."
"Oh, does that mean I can see it?"
"Yes, Ranka-san, you can."
Dad had his hands clasped in front of his face and was squealing. "Haruhi! You have to do this. I want to see your costume. Because you get ready at school, I'd only get to see pictures!"
Great. I'm so tired. I don't want to try on anymore. Now I'll be stuck standing still for who knows how long and getting poked with pins. But Dad is so excited.
I took a deep breath, "Fine, but I have some conditions."
Kaoru raised an eyebrow.
"I want to rest for fifteen minutes before we start. That means no talking, no anything. Just leave me alone for fifteen minutes."
"We can do that."
"If you poke me with those stupid pins more than ten times, I'm out of here. I don't care if I have to walk home. You're professionals, you shouldn't have to poke me that much."
"OK."
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My darling daughter is standing on a platform being fitted for her Masked Ball. Those twins know what they are doing. She looks fantastic.
"The Hosts' costumes aren't designed to hide their identity," explained Kaoru-kun. "They'll be masked but identifiable. We want the guests to be able to find you and ask for a dance."
Hikaru-kun picked up right away, "We designed all our Host costumes for roles in a winter court. Haruhi, you are the Snow Princess, but she's also a warrior. Not all frilly stuff and cute things. This is most definitely not the costume the Boss would want you in. We did that one for Renge."
I watched as they draped the dress foundation over her. White. Basically and 'A' line with a 'V' neck. The sleeves are white lace with silver metallic thread shot through them. On the skirt, snowflakes are embroidered in ice blue in a random pattern. (5)
"Ouch – that's one."
"Owww. And that's two. Are you doing that on purpose, Kaoru?"
"Of course not."
Kaoru was slipping on the next piece. "I wanted to give this a warrior feel without going overboard. This over-corset sets it off, acting like a piece of armor, but soft."
It was beautiful. Silver fabric made to look like overlapping plates of armor, but not shiny. Silver lace as accents. It's hard to describe, but it made her look strong rather than overly sexy.
"Kaoru, this is heavy."
"That's what the fittings are for. To make changes. The ribbing and overlaps need to be there for the look to be right."
"Yeah, but did you have to make it out of canvas?"
"Haruhi, that's not canvas. Don't ever suggest we'd make clothes out of canvas. That's brocade."
"Whatever. It's heavy."
"I'll find some lighter fabric."
"Thanks."
He brought out a wig and my daughter yelled, "No way in hell!" That was a little strong.
"Yes. You can't go in brown hair. It's a Snow and Ice Masked Ball."
"You want me to wear a white wig?"
"We'll use silver clips to keep it out of your eyes."
Did she just growl at Kaoru-kun?
"Hikaru? How can you poke me when you're pinning the skirt? It's at least 50 centimeters (~1.5 feet) away from me!"
"Sorry, Haruhi."
Kaoru pulled something out of a box. "That's a beautiful mask. Isn't it Haruhi?"
"I guess. I thought we weren't going to hide our identities?"
"This thing won't hide your eyes. Everyone will know who you are."
"Honey, it's basically cat-shaped eyeglasses with diamonds, pearls, and white feathers."
"Are these real?"
"Do you really want to know?"
"No."
She jerked her leg, "Ouch! Hikaru! I know you're doing that on purpose. The next pin in my leg earns you a kick!"
He smirked up at her, "Sorry, Haruhi."
"Not near as sorry as you'll be when you're doubled over in pain," she mumbled.
Would she really kick him? Is he really doing it on purpose?
"Watch it, Hitachiin. If you poke her again, we'll both kick you. Do you see the heels I'm wearing?" Wooden platforms. They're going to hurt.
"I'm sorry. It won't happen again."
Kaoru-kun came back into the room with a bigger box than the mask. "And now the crowning glory!" and he pulled out a crown.
"Are you kidding me?"
"No, Haruhi. It's not a big one. It's basically a small tiara. You're a warrior princess. You don't want a full crown weighing you down."
"No, I don't. I also don't what this heavy canvas thing weighing me down either."
Kaoru-kun sighed, "It's not canvas. I will find something lighter to use."
"Thanks."
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I'm so happy that's over. Dad and I were climbing into the limo when I remembered something.
"Hikaru, Kaoru, have you been working on the new Ouran girl's uniform. About 30% of the girls in the school and 60% of those that come to the Host Club are wearing the boy's uniform. The chairman has to approve it, remember?"
"Don't worry. We've got the idea and are putting it together. It will have a surprise debut in February."
"Good."
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Monday, December 20:
Host Club:
"CONGRATULATIONS YASUCHIKA!"
Poppers with confetti went off and I was covered in glitter. Sometimes I hate this place.
Satoshi came over and slapped me on the back. "Congrats, Chika!" He'd already told me that when I got back yesterday.
Then Renge-senpai started in, "Oooo, Chika-kun, that was an amazing victory! We can all watch it now."
Great. A large screen TV was set up with all the chairs and sofas around it.
"My amazing younger brother won his first world cup of the season. We have to celebrate with CAKE!" I looked over at the alien, and, sure enough, he had a dozen cakes ready for me. Yuck!
"Don't worry, Chika-kun," Renge-senpai whispered in my ear. "Haruhi made sure we had the snacks you like. She knows you don't like cake."
How she manages to keep track of all of our likes and dislikes, personality quirks, birthdays, and everything else, I'll never know. Haruhi-senpai is amazing.
"I'll have to thank her. I'm honored she remembered."
"Ladies, Gentlemen! Gather around and we'll watch the finals." Tamaki-senpai really is our ringmaster.
I glared at Satoshi, "Where did you get the footage?"
"Internet," he smirked. I hate being the center of attention in this place.
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Hitachiin Estate After Host Club and Internship:
"Yuki, you're a vision," Hikaru said.
"I can't thank you enough for designing my dress for the Ball."
"I wouldn't let anyone else even try, Yuki-chan."
Hikaru and Kaoru invited Ito, Watanabe, and me over for a fitting. I can't wait for Tamaki-kun to see my dress. He won't want to look at anything but me.
"Earth to Renge. You ready?"
"Yes. I was just wondering how Tamaki-kun will react to this dress."
"If he doesn't have to pick his jaw up off the floor and wipe the drool off his chin, we'll torture him for you."
Smiling at that, I had to agree.
The twins completely outdid themselves for these gowns. Absolutely amazing. Their girlfriends? are staying for dinner, but I have to study so Kaoru is fitting my gown before Watanabe.
I am completely in love with this gown. It's a full ballgown. I'm not sure I'll be able to sit in it (6). Midnight blue with pure white lace overlays covering most of the skirt, waist, and bodice. Sleeveless with a sweetheart neckline. Beautiful.
"This is amazing, Kaoru. You've turned me into a princess."
"Actually, you're the queen of the Ball. Tamaki-senpai will, of course, be the king."
He continued pinning the skirt. It was a little long despite the killer heels they put me in. Midnight blue with diamonds. Dangerously high stilettos.
"You'll be the most beautiful there, Renge-senpai," Watanabe said.
Before I could thank her, Kaoru broke in, "I believe it will be a tie between the four ladies Hika and I are dressing." He looked back up at me, "Renge, we'll be weaving silver and crystals through your hair to set off the crown. Your mask will be understated in white lace. Don't want it to overshadow the dress or your hair."
"Thanks, Kaoru. I can't wait."
As he finished his pinning and adjustments, I watched Hikaru work on Ito's dress (7). Hers was also a full ballgown, royal blue at the top, fading into white lace at the bottom. Decorated with crystals. Sweetheart neckline with off the shoulder cap sleeves. Dazzling.
"There, all finished," Hikaru said to her. Sapphires and crystals in your hair and this mask," he handed it to her. Blue overlaid with white lace to match the bodice, a white feather for fun.
"I love it, Hikaru. You're amazing." I smiled as he blushed.
Kaoru stood up and told me, "You're finished. Do you need help getting out of it?"
"Yes. Watanabe, can you help me?"
"Sure."
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I followed Renge behind the screens and began unbuttoning about a hundred buttons.
"How are things going between you and Kaoru?" Renge asked. "You seem be to quite close."
My face flushed. I knew it was red. "We've been on a few dates. He's kissed me." Why am I sharing this with her?
"I'm happy for the two of you. Each one of those crazy twins need someone to see them as individuals but understands their bond. You're perfect for Kaoru."
"Thanks. I'd like him to ask me to be his girlfriend, but it might be too soon."
"No, it's not. You've been friends for at least a year and started becoming closer months ago. He needs to get going before you get snapped up by someone else."
"That's not going to happen."
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I could hear them as I stood outside the screens. She wants me to ask her to be my girlfriend! I've wanted to but wasn't sure how she felt. Now I know. I need to plan the perfect time.
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Renge and Watanabe came out from behind the screens and I said, "Yuki-chan, you're finished. I hope you like it."
"It's the most beautiful dress I've ever worn, Hikaru-kun."
The smile I gave her was probably pretty goofy. I worked hard to make something unique that flatters her.
"Renge, can you help her out of the dress? And be careful of all the pins."
"Sure, Hikaru."
"Naoko, you're turn."
She stood up on Kaoru's platform and he helped her into her dress. She didn't have any problem standing up there in a slip and a bra.
Kaoru outdid himself. Silver with crystals, it hugged her waist and flared ever so slightly down to the ground (8). Good choice. Her body type can't handle a full ball gown. Her sleeves were off the shoulder and down to her wrists, buttons in front, and a straight neckline. In white, it would make a brilliant wedding dress.
"Kaoru-kun, can you put this necklace on for me. It's the one I told you about."
Kaoru's hands ghosted across her shoulders as he draped it around her neck and clasped it. He's got some game.
"It works perfectly. When you described it to me, I knew exactly what neckline you needed."
"He's right, Naoko," Yuki said, "it's perfect."
The necklace was a wide choker of diamonds set in platinum. It set off her neck and the dress set off her shoulders and chest. They work well together.
"I was worried this mask might be too ornate, but with simple hair, you can pull it off."
Kaoru pulled the silver filigreed mask out of a box. As always, he's right. It set it off without being overpowering. He's much better as accessorizing than I am.
"I love it, Kaoru-kun. I look like a dream come true."
"Just what I was aiming for."
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xXx
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Hitachiin Dining Room:
"I'm thrilled to finally meet my sons' friends." When we decided to have the girls stay for dinner, we didn't realize our mother would be in town.
"Kaoru, what are you looking at?" I jerked in surprise.
"Sorry, I shouldn't be on the phone while at dinner, but I just got the pictures of Haruhi back."
"Pictures?" Mom asked.
I told her about the photo shoot yesterday, and she held out her hand for the phone.
"These are good, Kaoru," she said, swiping through them. "That girl could be a professional model."
"Never in a million years could I get her to do that."
"Let me see," Hika asked, holding out his hand.
"Mom's right. I always thought she'd look amazing in front of the camera."
We continued dinner with small talk so Mom could get to know the girls, when out of the blue Mom started talking about her upcoming fashion show.
"The new fall line is edgier than normal. Hikaru collaborated with me in choosing the colors."
"I'm sure it's amazing, Hitachiin-san. I'd like to be there," Yuki said.
"Me too."
"That's a wonderful idea, girls. VIP tickets and seating."
"Thank you."
"Oh, Kaoru," Mom said. She's using that tone. I probably won't like what's coming.
"We should announce your new line at my show. It's coming along and sure to be ready for the summer."
That's a great idea. I should be launching the line in May. "Thanks, Mom. I like it, but how?"
"We can put some of Haruhi-chan's pictures in the program with the announcement. Two-page spread at the end."
"I'm not sure, Mom. The contract Haruhi signed doesn't allow the pictures to be made public."
"That's easy to fix. Ask her."
Shit.
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xXx
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Tuesday, December 21:
Ouran Dining Hall:
"I can't believe this is the last day of classes before winter break."
"I can. These tests are killing me."
Everyone is excited for the beginning of winter break. All these rich bastards are talking about the fancy trips they are taking and the amazing sights they'll see.
Dad and I have nothing planned but our small traditions. Everyone would probably think them as boring and simple, but we enjoy them.
"Mitsukuni, Taka, Chika, and I are going skiing along with our parents. We were thinking about the Alps but decided on our lodge in northern Japan. It hasn't been used in a few years."
"That sounds fun, Satoshi-kun," I answered, almost like a reflex. They sometimes forget I'm a commoner and don't go on crazy trips.
"I'm so excited about leaving for Italy tonight, I can't sit still," Hikaru said. The twins and their Mother are going to see some fashion shows and do some research. Sounds like they'll be going to several afterparties.
"Haruhi-senpai, what are you doing for the first part of winter break," Chika asked.
"My father and I have a few traditions we'll be following. We like a slow, peaceful break. It will be the first time Jarou's included. Not sure how that will work."
"Why?"
"One of our traditions is going to see my Mother. I doubt he'll be coming along. I think he still resents her shrine in the living room."
"What an ass."
"It's fine, Ritsu. Dad will never move it. That's all that matters."
"Is that it?"
"I'm sure I'll be working some. I've decided to build a serious 5-year plan and need to get that drafted before the Board meeting in January."
"Don't spend all your time working and studying, bookworm," Kaoru teased.
"Yeah, but you remember to crack a book. We do have homework due when we get back."
"Sure," he laughed.
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"Here's my donation, Chika-kun," Haruhi-senpai said.
"Here's mine too." I looked up and saw Kyoya-senpai handing me an envelope. "What is the charity today?"
I let Tamaki-senpai handle this one. He picked it.
"It's the Designing Artists Academy. They help children learn healthy ways to express themselves instead of acting out. Like painting, sculpting, music, writing. Everyone should have a creative outlet. Playing the piano always makes me feel better."
"Excellent choice."
"Definitely. It's an eight-day camp for kids aged 8-15. Hika and I are volunteering to teach the drawing section," Kaoru-senpai said. As soon as they heard the charity, they volunteered. I'm surprised by everyone's willingness to help.
"They couldn't have better instructors. Let me know if they need more monetary donations for the camp to operate."
"Thank you, Kyoya-senpai."
Focusing on Haruhi, he said, "I didn't realize you were donating. Isn't an Ouran lunch out of your price range?"
Her face flamed as she glared at him.
"I apologize, Haruhi. I didn't mean that to sound like it did. It's a good thing you are able to contribute."
She sighed, "Yes, it is. I donate the cost of my lunch at the diner. I'll be donating more when the loan is paid."
"I'm sure the charities appreciate it." He smiled at her.
"Yes. Every little bit helps."
His reply was cut off when three girls came over to hand me their envelopes.
He turned and walked out of the dining hall. He's been polite and hasn't addressed Haruhi-senpai directly except for right then. I'm waiting for the catch.
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I elbowed Kaoru in the ribs and whispered, "Don't forget you need to ask Haruhi about those pictures for Mom's program."
"Yeah. This isn't going to be easy," he whispered back.
"Haruhi, I need to ask you a question about the pictures we took."
I cringed at the suspicious look. "Do you need more?"
"No. They came out great. Just what I needed. Definitely will help with the line."
"Then what else is there?"
"I showed them to Mom, and she flipped."
"I didn't know you'd be showing her," she growled.
I leaned back and watched Kaoru fumble. It's kinda fun.
"Technically, the contract said that only staff of the Hitachiin Label will see the pictures. She's the President of the Label."
"Technically? That's great, Kaoru. Thanks for that."
"You're welcome?" he grinned. He knew she was being sarcastic.
"Whatever. Just go on."
"She said you could be a professional model."
"I'm too short. I'm too flat." The ever blunt Haruhi.
Kasanoda choked on his soda.
"She's a professional and knows her stuff. Hika and I agree with her."
"Where are you going with this, Kaoru?"
"Well, I told everyone that Mom and Hikaru are having a fashion show just after New Year's, right?"
"Mmm."
"She thought it'd be the perfect time to announce my new line. Kinda like a teaser."
"Yeah…"
Here he goes. I wonder how my twin will phrase it. How loud will she shout?
"We all thought it'd be great to have a two-page spread at the end of her program announcing my line. Including some of the pictures we took Sunday."
Yep, here she goes. First, she's trying to digest what he's asking. Her brow furrows and eyes narrow. Now, she's figured it out and the blood rushes from her face. That's an interesting shade of white. Clearly astonishment. Here comes the flush. Deep red as she's getting angry. All predictable. All entertaining to watch.
"You want to PUBLISH my pictures? To the PUBLIC? Which you said you WOULD NOT DO!"
Now comes what Kaoru was counting on. Everyone else to talk her into it.
"You looked so amazing in those clothes, Haruhi-chan. It's a big honor," Watanabe said. I knew she was disappointed that Kaoru didn't ask her, but the clothes were already tailored to Haruhi.
"How exciting, my darling friend. Just think of the glamor and fame!"
She turned on Tamaki-senpai, "That's exactly the problem, Senpai. I don't want any fame. I never wanted those pictures to be public. That was one of the conditions I had for doing them."
"Haruhi," Kaoru put his hand on her shoulder, "they will still be private. We won't publish without your consent and another contract. Don't worry. You have the final decision."
"Then I decide no."
Time for big brother to step in. "Haruhi, this is Kaoru's first exclusive line. He's doing it all on his own. It needs to be perfect. Mom and I agree that this is an excellent opportunity to announce the line and get the media excited.
"The pictures are only in the program and the press packet. It's a limited release. It's not public."
"What's the point then? How good of an announcement can it be if it's not public?"
She doesn't know the fashion industry at all. So cute. "The people in the audience are all we need. They'll start the rumors. They'll create the buzz. They're the influencers in fashion and those are the only ones that need to see the pictures for it to matter."
She set her elbow on the table and her chin in her hand. "Are you sure you need this, Kaoru," she huffed.
"I don't need it." Oops – that was stupid. "But it will make a big difference. The influencers won't make much of a fuss over it without pictures."
We all watched her thinking it over. I had no predictions for this, although my gut says she'll say no.
"How many pictures? Do I get to approve which ones?"
Kaoru let out a shriek and hugged her. "Thank you, Haruhi. You're the best." He pulled back and looked her in the eyes. "You definitely get photo approval. I was thinking no more than five or six."
"Fine. I want to see the contract before we do anything else."
"Sure."
"I'm only doing this for you guys and your mother. You all mean a lot to me, and I'll help you when I can."
"Thanks. It's a big help. You'll also be paid scale for published photos."
"OK."
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What did I get myself into? Published photos? Great.
Dad's going to go crazy. I won't hear the end of it for a long time. He'll want copies. He'll frame them and hang them in the living room.
"And how is the Host Club doing on the last day before winter break?"
"Father," Tamaki-senpai said as he stood.
We all started to and were waived off, "Please, this is a casual check-in. No formalities."
I wonder what he wants.
"May I sit?"
We scooted over and he grabbed a chair from another table.
"I want to talk to you about your Tuesday Lunch Charity."
Oh no. He can't stop it, can he? Is the school losing money? Is that it?
Several of us had concern all over our faces.
"Don't worry. I'm completely supportive of it."
Whew.
"Opening up everyone's perspective on other's lives is always a good thing. This initiative is an important step in the student's road to adulthood."
It was like he could read my mind. "No one is worried about the loss of revenue on Tuesdays. The kitchen has adapted and is ordering less food."
"I'm honored you approve, Mr. Chairman," Chika-kun bowed his head. "We will continue to collect donations and award them to charities in need."
He nodded his head toward Chika-kun and then turned to the twins. "Onto another topic, Kaoru, Hikaru, where are you on the new girls' uniform?"
I smirked at them. It was only a matter of time before he asked them.
"I'm tired of seeing almost half my female students wearing suits."
Hikaru spoke up, "The design his almost complete. We'll have a debut in early February. We promise you'll love it, and it will be appropriate."
"Thank you." He stood up and turned to Tamaki-senpai, "Tamaki, I'll see you tomorrow at the Board meeting."
"Yes, Sir."
"Have a good winter break everyone," he said as he walked away.
"Board Meeting, Senpai?" I asked.
"Yes. Father and Grandmother invited me to the Suoh Board Meeting tomorrow."
"That's a huge step. I'm proud of you, Senpai." And, because he definitely deserved it, I walked over to him and gave him a huge hug.
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xXx
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That evening, Fujioka Apartment:
Now that Dad and Jarou have left for work, I can dig into this five-year plan.
Where do I see the company in five years? Will we have branched out into other cities and countries? Will we have expanded passed dogs and cats? Will we have moved into dog parks and boarding? What sponsorships will help our future plans the most.
There's so much more to owning a business than I ever thought there'd be.
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xXx
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Wednesday, December 22:
Suoh Board Meeting:
"Remember Tamaki, your grandmother invited you to this meeting. It's a test. Remain calm, quiet, and engaged. Don't volunteer anything but answer any question you're asked."
"Don't worry, Father. I realize what an opportunity this is."
"I'm proud of you, Tamaki. You've grown up in the last year."
"Thank you." I wanted to scream and jump into his arms. That would have been a disaster.
Renge-chan and I spent a long time on the phone last night. Without her preparing me for this, I'd utterly fail. Because of her, I have a huge opportunity to impress Grandmother. I will not waste it.
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Yuzura promised me that his son would be able to comport himself during this meeting. I have yet to be convinced. A few good reports and some positive feedback from that Ootori boy are not enough to prove anything.
I opened the meeting…
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Tamaki's doing well so far. My son is taking notes and paying attention. He has done nothing to embarrass himself or Mother. His introduction to the BOD went smoothly and he handled himself well during the first coffee break.
The company's tax division brought up charitable donations to offset our profits. She does not like to waste funds on such things. This will not go well.
"I am not interested in discussing such things. They are not pertinent to the business."
"Suoh-sama, due to the new tax laws, increasing our charitable donations will provide a significant tax advantage (9)."
"Fine. Pick something and donate the least amount required."
"Mother, don't you think where we choose to donate is important?"
"Of course, but I don't need to be involved."
A symptom of power over humanity. Many of our class have this issue, but none more than my Mother.
"Yes, but now is the perfect time to get recommendations from the BOD and put the issue to rest."
She nodded at me to take the lead.
"Does anyone have charity donation suggestions?" I looked at Tamaki, trying to indicate he should speak up.
"Suoh-sama," he started. His skill at reading facial expressions has improved. "I have some suggestions."
"Suoh-san, please continue."
He did an excellent job of explaining what his club is doing, their large donations, fund raising, lunch initiative, and how they determine donation opportunities.
"To summarize, there are many more opportunities available that you'd imagine. Determining the direction, such as hunger, education, environment, sports, art, etc., is the first step. I suggest reviewing opportunities in nationwide food shortages. It dovetails with our hospitality division. From there, decide if we should involve ourselves with in-kind donations such as food, equipment, or distribution services, or if we should donate monetarily. Finding an outlet after these decisions will be a simple task, as we've narrowed down the list considerably," Tamaki finished.
"An excellent idea," said the tax representative. "If possible, Suoh-san, I'd like to schedule a meeting with you sometime after the holidays to discuss this further."
Tamaki's face flushed, but only slightly. He held on to his craziness very well and responded, "I'd be honored."
"We'll discuss a time during the next break."
No one else could, but I saw Mother was impressed, if only a little bit.
She took the meeting control back and barked, "Now that that's settled, we will move on to the next item of business…"
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xXx
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Limo Ride back to Suoh Estate #2:
Phone call between Tamaki and Renge:
Tamaki: "And then Father gave me a signal to answer the question. I gave a brilliant summary of what the Host Club has been doing, wrapping up with suggestions for the Suoh BOD."
Renge: "That's amazing, Tamaki-kun." He's come so far. I'm so proud.
Tamaki: "Then he scheduled a meeting with me to discuss it further. We're going to meet early next year."
Renge: "Did your Grandmother say anything?"
Tamaki: "Not directly, but she did nod to show her approval. It was amazing. I feel like I'm floating on clouds."
Renge: "You deserve that feeling. That was a huge accomplishment."
Tamaki: "I want to celebrate on our trip."
Renge: "I'm bringing a formal gown. You bring a tux. I'll take you out for an amazing dinner."
Tamaki: "I love you, Renge-chan."
Renge: "I love you too, Tamaki-kun."
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xXx
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Fujioka Residence:
"Ding!"
"Ding!"
Who's blowing up my phone?
"Ding!"
Picture of Italy. The twins must have landed.
I scrolled through and sighed. I wish I was there. I've never left the country. Don't have a passport.
Maybe someday I'll have enough money set aside to take Dad on a trip. He'd love Italy.
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xXx
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Thursday, December 23:
Petto Chinmi:
"Fujioka-sama, I wasn't expecting you."
"Thought I'd drop in and do some of my work here, since school is on winter break." Wanted to go in for a surprise visit and see what everyone was up to. Not surprised to find Tanaki-san working hard.
"Very well. Did you need me to join you?"
"Not at the moment. I'll drop my stuff in my office, then I'm going to talk to some employees."
"Let me know if you need me. Some paperwork and your journals are on your desk."
"Thanks."
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First, I spoke with the Finance Department about ready cash and investments. How much we'd need to raise for major improvements and how much the security upgrade was costing.
Next, Human Resources. Were the new background checks going smoothly. Were there any complaints I needed to address.
I dropped by IT after that to check in with Kato-san. He's settling in well and reorganizing his department. He's sending a couple to training classes to bring them up to speed.
Gorou-san had her marketing team working on new TV ads. We're targeting the younger market. Those with well-paying jobs and treat their pets like their children. She's also on the Dog Park Team, and we spoke some about that.
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Fujioka-sama's back in her office reading journals and taking notes. She must get her drive to learn from still being a student.
"Fujioka-sama, did you want to order lunch?"
"No, thank you, Tanaki-san. I brought a bento."
Always trying to conserve money. I hope she took a cab here and didn't ride the bus. It's cold and windy today.
"Alright, let me know if you need anything."
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After I ate the bento and caught up with some reading, it was time to plow into the five-year plan.
I soon had stacks of papers all over the floor. There had to be a better way.
I called my assistant in for some ideas.
"I could order you another file cabinet, Fujioka-sama."
"I'm not sure that would work. I'd like to see the papers as I move them around and link them up."
"How about this. We move the file cabinets along that wall out to my office. There's plenty of room. Then we turn that entire wall into a magnetic whiteboard. You'd be able to put the papers up with magnets and write all over the board."
"Is that hard to do?"
"No, I call facilities, and they'd have it done in a day or two."
"That's perfect. If it could be done before the new year, I'd appreciate it."
"I'll let them know, Fujioka-sama. Is that all?"
"Yes, thank you."
She left, and I continued planning.
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xXx
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Rich Bastard Winter Lodge Somewhere in the Mountains:
"This is beautiful, Tamaki-kun."
"I'm glad you approve, Renge-chan. The Suoh's own the lodge. It's become a popular retreat for the elite who wish to celebrate Christmas."
"We celebrate every year in France, but I'm not going home this time."
"Since we both grew up in France, I knew you'd like it here. There will be Christmas trees, carols, a Christmas Eve Party with a full dinner and dancing. We even have a tree in our suite. There will be presents there for you."
She took my arm, reached up, and kissed my cheek. "Thank you, Tamaki-kun."
The moment was interrupted by Shima. "Master Tamaki, I've checked us all in. The bags are being sent up. If you'll follow me, we'll go to the suite."
It would be improper for Renge-chan and me to take this trip alone, so Shima is our chaperone. We're staying in the Owner's Suite. Six bedrooms, three in each wing, an expansive living area, private dining room, personal chef, and terrific views off a private deck.
Shima and Renge-chan are sleeping in one wing. I'll be sleeping in the other. I must protect Renge-chan's reputation.
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xXx
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Friday, December 24:
A Graveyard:
So many things have happened this year, Mom. Kyoya-senpai and I were dating, and things were going so well. Then, he asked me to marry him and wanted Dad and me to sign a horrific marriage contract.
Everything spiraled out of control, but it's over. We're not getting married, and he's leaving me alone. He was removed from the Host Club. I don't see him except randomly at school.
I own a business now. Can you believe it? It's a long story and somewhat insane. I've written all about it in the letter I'm leaving you. It's hard work but satisfying. I'm learning about all aspects of running a business.
Things are going well in school. I'm still the first in my class.
I miss you so much. I miss having a mother to talk to. Someone who can give me advice. Dad tries to be a mother to me, and it works out sometimes, but he could never replace you.
I miss you, Mom. Merry Christmas.
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My dearest Kotoko, I hurt for you daily. Your leaving broke my heart beyond repair. I love you so much.
I wish you were here for Haruhi. I wish you could see her. She's grown into such a lovely young woman. She has truly loyal friends who would do anything for her. She's running her own company and top in her class. You raised an amazing daughter. I just came along for the ride.
It's been over a decade. We still put your stocking up at Christmas. Growing up a Buddhist, I never thought I'd be celebrating Christmas, but you wanted to. You wanted to bring that tradition from your family. I've never regretted it. Haruhi's eyes still sparkle in the lights of our small tree.
I wish you were here, Kotoko. I'm selfish and want you back.
I'll talk to you again soon, Dearest.
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xXx
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Author's Note:
Lots going on in this chapter. Kyoya seems to be seeing Haruhi in a new light. Does this signify progress?
Haruhi as a model? It's a small spread. What do you think will happen?
New Year's Eve Masquerade Ball is coming. Hope I didn't spend too much time on the description of the dresses. Had a lot of fun finding the gowns and creating a Pinterest board for costume ideas, decorating ideas, and other ideas. May have gone overboard, but that Ball will be significant.
So, Satoshi, Mori, and Chika are going to the Olympics…if they qualify. I have a feeling they will.
Tamaki in the Suoh Board meeting – managed to impress his grandmother. Will wonders never cease.
Haruhi's hard at work on her five-year plan. Too much about her company? There are reasons, but I could trim it if it gets boring.
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(1) Please, never dumb yourself down for a guy. The guy that is intimidated by your intelligence is the guy you shouldn't give a shit about. My favorite quote about this is:
"There are only a few things in this world that turn me into a giant squid of anger, and one of them begins, 'My boyfriend thinks I'm too smart for him'. The Venn diagram of boys who don't like smart girls and boys you don't want to date is a circle." -John Green
(2) Shiba Inu – most popular breed in Japan. Just think of the 'meme dog'.
(3) Comicon – I've never been but watched some stuff online. Looks like fun. I figured these two would love it.
(4) Yes, I'm aware these newspapers are available online. I like to think Haruhi is like me in some ways. I prefer to read paper rather than online. Reading FanFiction on my phone was a big adjustment. And, yes, 'China Daily' is printed in English out of Hong Kong.
(5) 564x/40/0d/90/400d909381d66568e4f0fdce04d29a1f . jpg – take the spaces out where the dots are. I'm hoping this link will work. This is the basis of Haruhi's dress, but with the colors I described and other differences.
564x/cc/6a/31/cc6a31d7703c9f25ba1349bada59f6d7 . jpg My idea for her mask.
(6) 564x/59/ad/2b/59ad2be9d2c0b7cf8c152ccd908b9f96 . jpg
Renge's dress inspiration.
(7) 564x/8a/31/0e/8a310e9fd40b92f440cff1460e7becd3 . jpg
Watanabe Naoko, Hikaru's 'friend' inspiration. Looks almost exactly like that in my head.
(8) 564x/1f/81/90/1f819061bec8fcb6e228542de9d0d70f . jpg
Ito Yuki, Kaoru's soon to be girlfriend's, inspiration. Almost exactly like that, but in silver.
564x/55/0b/5b/550b5b91bd6333dfaa29d0a7d02eaef3 . jpg
Her mask
(9) I'm making this up. I have no desire to get into any conversation about taxes. It sounded good and was convenient for the plot.
Let me know if the links don't work, or if there's a better way to do it.
Next Chapter:
The rest of December…and the Ball?
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