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Date Posted: 9/30/2019
Trigger Warnings: As always, Language. Can't seem to control Hikaru's or Kasanoda's mouths. Or Shinobu's either.
The Next Phase - Chapter 4: The Dragon and the Jesters
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Saturday, December 25:
A Skiing Cabin Somewhere In The Mountains:
"Chika-chan, you're going to ride the chairlift with me?"
"Yes. You don't mind, do you?"
"Nope. Hop aboard."
The chairlift is the best place to have this conversation. Takes about ten minutes to get to the top, so I'm not trapped with Mitsukuni for too long. We can look at the view on the way up rather than each other.
"Mitsukuni, I wanted to talk to you."
"Sure, Chika-chan." He smiled and the flowers came out. He looked ridiculous in his pink bunny ski outfit.
"It's serious, Mitsukuni. Can you be serious for this ride?"
"Yes." The flowers went away, and his smile faded. I caught him at a good time.
"Being in the Host Club has given me time to think. I thought about how I had to put on a mask there. I had to play a part. I hated it at first and haven't gotten over that yet. It's tempered some, but I don't like not being able to be myself." I sighed and gazed at the sparkling snow. Now the hard part.
"I began to compare my experience with the Host Club to your experience being the heir. You tried to wear a mask. You put away your cute things. You played a part. And while I approved, I'm sure you hated it. You hated it so much, you couldn't do it."
I saw a deer eating pine needles off a tree. What a simple life.
"You would have had to wear that mask all the time. I understand why you couldn't. I get it now. The only reason I can keep it up is it's only for a few hours a week and some of the others wear masks too."
"What are you trying to say, Chika-chan?"
"I guess I'm trying to say…," I hesitated. Taking a big breath of the pine scented air, I started again, "I'm saying that I understand the importance of being true to yourself and accept you the way you are. You're a good heir. You understand business, martial arts, and the way the family runs. You don't have to put away your cute things to have that knowledge.
"You can be serious when you need to and can make people feel at ease. Architecture is a difficult subject, but I know you'll do well. You're smart, Mitsukuni. You don't have to hide Usa-chan to prove that."
We were coming to the end of the ride. I could hear skiers on the slopes.
"I'd like to find peace between us. I may not always agree with the way to handle things, but the results are important. I'm not sure we'll ever be close friends, but we can be good brothers."
The lift came to the top and we skied off to make room for the next group. Stopping some distance away, he gave me a hug. It wasn't one of his crushing hugs, it wasn't over the top. Just a short, brotherly hug.
"Thank you, Chika-chan. I'm so happy I could eat twelve cakes."
I started laughing before I realized I was doing it. "OK, Alien. I'll make sure you get them tonight."
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Rich Bastard Winter Lodge Somewhere in the Mountains:
"Last night was perfect, Tamaki-kun."
"It was. It definitely was."
We had an amazing dinner and danced way past midnight. The Lodge had a huge Christmas tree in the ballroom. Twinkle lights everywhere. Pine and cinnamon scenting the air. Stockings with complementary spa treatment tickets inside for each guest.
The yule log burned in the huge fireplace. A perfect nativity, carved out of olive wood, set up as a focal point next to the stage. Beautiful.
Now we're sitting in our private lounge next to our Christmas tree. I had it specially decorated with traditional French ornaments and framed pictures of us and our friends.
Renge-chan couldn't keep her eyes off the presents. "Is it time to open them?" she begged.
"Yes, let's."
I had put a couple under there for her, and she had some for me.
"Oh, Tamaki-kun, this is stunning." She held up the yellow diamond bracelet I found for her.
"I thought it would go with your Ouran uniform. Maybe you could switch back to the dress? Pleeeeease!"
"It's a nice thought, but I'm not going back to the yellow cupcake." She leaned forward and kissed my cheek, "But I'll wear the bracelet and always think of you."
"Are you sure you don't want to wear the dress? You are a vision in it."
"I'd like to think I'm a vision no matter what I wear, but I'm sure I don't want to wear the cupcake. We'll wait and see what the twins come up with for the new girl's uniform."
Darn. I don't like her in the suit. It's an insult to women to wear the boy's uniform. We should have never insisted Haruhi pose as a boy.
"Here's one for you, Tamaki-kun," she said as she handed me a rather large box.
I lifted the lid and looked inside. The smell of leather came out and surrounded me. "Renge-chan, you shouldn't have."
"Yes, I should. You deserve it."
Nestled in tissue paper was the top of the top of the line in briefcases. The most exclusive briefcase you can find, when you can find it. The finest hand-tooled black leather, gold clasps, and the perfect number of pockets. It screams power. My father didn't even have one. I was in awe.
"For your Board meetings. Both the Suoh Board and the Newspaper Board."
"Thank you, Renge-chan. I'll use it with confidence."
We opened up the others, then handed two to Shima.
"You didn't have to do this for me, Master Tamaki, Miss Renge."
"We appreciate you chaperoning this trip and wanted to get you something."
She carefully opened the paper without a tear. Mine was an antique set of jade and pearl hair combs. "These are beautiful, Master Tamaki. Thank you."
"You're welcome, Shima. I don't often get the chance to tell you how much I appreciate everything you do for me."
Her cheeks took on a slight pink tone. I made Shima blush!
She opened Renge-chan's present next, taking the same care with the wrapping paper. The box contained an antique tea set from the Endo Period. "Thank you, Miss Renge. I'll treasure this and enjoy my tea in the evenings even more."
"You're welcome, Shima. I saw it and knew you would appreciate it."
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Sunday, December 26:
Fujioka Neighborhood:
"Good Morning, Haruhi-chan."
"Good Morning, Yoshisa-san. I hope business is going well."
"It is. I have your newspapers ready for you," he pointed to a stack.
"Thank you so much. You were right about 'China Daily'. It covered the same stories as the others. I'm not going to buy it again. Save some money and reading time."
"I'm not surprised. That's why I only have three copies. Not many people want it."
"Thanks again, Yoshida-san."
"You're welcome. See you next week, Haruhi-chan."
Everyone comes back today. We're going on that Host getaway tomorrow. I need to pack.
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Monday, December 27:
Suoh Limousine:
"Why are we going away?"
"Darling friend, the Host Club should take some time to relax together. These past months have been stressful for everyone, especially you," Tamaki said.
He's right. Mitsukuni and I started college, and Kyoya proposed and blackmailed Haruhi. We've all been on edge.
"I guess."
I watched Kasanoda reach over and squeeze her hand. "You don't have to admit it, you just have to relax."
"I was relaxing just fine at home."
"But, Haru-chan, don't you want to relax with us?" Mitsukuni gave her 'those' eyes, and she crumbled.
"Yes, Honey-senpai. Spending two days with all of you will be a good break." A good break from what, I wondered what she was thinking.
"So, Boss, we're going to an apartment?"
"Yes. The Suoh's own the entire apartment building and hold several empty for visiting business associates or the like. We'll be staying in the owner's apartment. Father only uses it when there is a multiple day meeting, and grandmother never uses it."
Haruhi looked upset. "We're going to spend the next two days in an apartment? Doing what, Senpai? Sounds boring, not relaxing."
"The apartment has a small theater, pool, and game room. It's been fully stocked with all kinds of snacks and sweets. There are plenty of decks of cards. There's plenty to do."
"Sounds great!" the twins laughed. What type of pranks were they planning?
"I guess I could always try to get some work done."
"NO!" Tamaki shouted. "No one will do any work. That includes you, Haruhi. No work, no studying! We will have fun!" he proclaimed as he pointed around the limo. "The only thing we're going to do that looks remotely like work, is brainstorm some ideas for Club activities next year."
"Whatever." I assume she'll try to get some work done after everyone else goes to sleep.
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Suoh Apartment:
"It's beautiful, Tamaki-senpai."
"Thanks, Haruhi. This is my first time here."
"Really? That's odd."
"No. Dad uses it when there is a multiple day meeting, but other than that, it's empty. He said we could use it today and tomorrow."
"That was nice of him."
Yes, it was. Uncharacteristically nice of Father. I'm sure Grandmother has no idea we're here.
"Tama-chan! Can we go swimming!"
"Sure. I'll show you to your rooms so you can change. The pool is through that door when you're ready."
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Rich Bastards. This apartment is insane. Ten bedrooms! Who needs that many in an apartment that one person uses every once in a while?
This bed will spoil me. I've just gotten used to being back on my futon after staying at the Haninozuka's for so long. Now I'm back in a huge, soft bed. No lumps. Room to roll around.
There are perks to being a Rich Bastard.
Oh, no. Dad had repacked my suitcase again. How hard is it for me to remember to check it before I leave? Really, I'm smarter than that.
The only swimsuit was a black bikini. Maybe if I stay in the water, it won't be a big deal.
I tossed a t-shirt on over it and went down to the pool.
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What a view! The pool was in a glass enclosed room with huge skylights that could be opened in the summer. One wall was all glass doors, opening to a private deck.
I could stand here and stare at downtown Tokyo all day and night.
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"Haruhi, you can't swim in a t-shirt."
"I know, Kaoru, but Dad repacked my overnight bag and all I have is this stupid bikini."
I watched as she crossed her arms, grabbed the bottom of the shirt, and pulled it over her head. I think my fucking heart stopped. We should have gone swimming at the Compound.
Black top, basically two triangles, had a tie on her back and one around her neck. Someone would just have to pull one string and it'd fall off. Bottoms, boy shorts. Her father bought that for her?
"OK, everyone in the pool," she yelled as she jumped in, splashing everywhere.
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Haruhi looks amazing in that suit. I could watch her all day. That sounds creepy, doesn't it.
Mitsukuni told me that I shouldn't wait too long to get closer to her. I already drive her places when I can. She's on my Board. What else can I do? We aren't in the same school anymore.
I don't have the closeness she has with the others. They all hug her and drape their arms around her – with permission, of course. The most I do is ruffle her hair.
"Mori-senpai! Get in here!"
My mind wandered and I'm the only one not in the pool. I dove in from the side, swam underwater to Haruhi, and popped up next to her.
"I'm here."
"Great! We should play a game."
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How did this happen? I'm standing in the pool playing volleyball with Honey-senpai on my shoulders. This is one of Tamaki-senpai's dumber ideas. At least Tetsuya is guarding the front door and can't see this.
There are too many people to play a regular game, so half of us have someone on our shoulders. Shit.
"Tamaki-kun, don't let me fall!"
"Don't worry, Renge-chan." Tamaki-senpai lunged to the left and yelled, "Renge-chan get that ball."
"Nice return," Hikaru said. At least he's got his brother on his shoulders. It doesn't look that weird.
Satoshi tried to move back so Chika could hit the return, but Chika leaned back at the same time. They fell backwards and both went under.
"Chika! Don't do that!" Satoshi splashed when his head popped up.
"Shut up and get me back on your shoulders. It's our serve." Chika didn't like this idea either.
No one was enjoying themselves as much as Mori-senpai. Somehow, he managed to be paired with Haruhi. He's holding on to those thighs like they are a treasure – which they are.
"Haruhi, watch out!" I yelled, but not fast enough.
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I heard Kasanoda call Haruhi's name but couldn't figure out why. Next thing I know, she's falling backwards off my shoulders.
"Haruhi!"
She didn't pop up right away. I panicked. I never panic, but she brings it out in me. I dove under and grabbed her.
Her hands were on her forehead when we popped up.
"Haruhi! What happened!?"
"I saw it. That ball hit her in the face."
"Haruhi! Do you need a hospital?" Tamaki turned to the twins, "Call an ambulance! Call a helicopter to land on the roof! Hurry! We have to get her to the emergency room."
As Renge tried to calm him down, Haruhi said, "I'm fine. Don't you dare call a doctor, Tamaki-senpai!"
"Are you sure, Haruhi?"
"I'm fine, Mori-senpai. Just a headache." She realized I'm holding her in the pool. "Can you get me out? I should sit down for a bit."
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Oh no. I served that ball. It's my fault.
"Haruhi-senpai, I'm so sorry. I wasn't trying to hit you."
"I know, Chika-kun. No worries. I'll be fine." She pointed to the deck chair next to her. "Why don't you sit and keep me company?"
"After I get you some painkillers, water, and some ice. Would you like anything else?"
"Do you know if there are strawberries in the kitchen?" she asked timidly.
I smiled at her. She's funny about food sometimes. "I'll check."
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"Our triplet is so peaceful when she's sleeping."
"I know, Hika. She's kinda like a cat. All curled up on the seat of the lounge chair rather than laying across it."
"I'm going to put a towel over her. There are perverts around."
"I think we're the perverts but go ahead."
The fluffy, white towel covered her completely. It did look like she was getting cold.
It's time to cut her hair again before she does it herself.
"That's a good-sized knot you gave her, Chika."
"Shut up. I didn't mean to."
"Of course, you didn't. Do you think if you did that on purpose the rest of us would let you live?"
"Good point, Hikaru-senpai."
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After an intense game of Hell (1) and lots of cakes for Honey-senpai, we gathered in the game room. Father has it well-equipped, though I'm not sure why. I doubt he ever comes in here.
"What does everyone want to do now?"
My darling friend Haruhi spoke up first, "I want a 'Go' rematch with Mori-senpai. How about we do individual stuff for a while."
"That's fine. Chika, I challenge you to a game of pool," Satoshi said, pointing at Chika.
"Fine, but you'll lose."
Tucked away in a corner, Renge-chan and I worked on the manga. The twins settled down to video games. Kasanoda wandered over to watch the pool game. And Honey-senpai sat down with some cakes.
Haruhi and Mori-senpai sat down at one of the chess tables and set up their 'Go' board and stones.
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"Haruhi, is something wrong?" She's not playing nearly as well as she did on the yacht.
Inhaling a deep breath, she said, "I still have a headache."
"You're lucky the ball didn't break your nose."
"I know, but I still have this bump on my head. I'm going to look like an idiot at the Masquerade Ball."
"It might be gone by then. I'll go get you some more ice."
"Thanks, Mori-senpai."
There was a bar in the game room, and I got some ice and wrapped it in a bar towel. "Here you go."
I got a small smile from her. That show-stopping smile probably hurts too much.
"I don't think I'm going to be much of a challenge for you today."
"That's OK. We could do something else."
"Something that doesn't require a lot of concentration."
"Chutes and Ladders?" I suggested with a smile.
She chuckled, "I know you're kidding, but that sounds fun. Bet they don't have it here."
I checked the cabinets, "No. How about a puzzle. You can concentrate or not."
"Sounds good."
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I wonder what Tamaki-senpai and Renge are doing over there in the corner. They look sneaky and industrious.
"What are you up to over here?" I asked, causing them both to jump.
I'm a yakuza heir. I've learned to walk across a room without anyone noticing me.
"Nothing," they both said and covered up their papers. I can't imagine they are doing homework.
"Are you sure? You looked very busy."
"It's nothing, Kasanoda," Renge said, still holding her hands over the papers they turned over.
"I just hope it isn't some crazy cosplay. When the two of you plan those together, I worry." I walked away acting like I had no idea what they were doing.
But I'd seen some of the pictures. They're drawing a manga? Those two are weird.
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Dinner was followed by a movie marathon. I don't watch much more than old samurai movies, but Mitsukuni brought over several animated Disney movies. Those were vetoed by Chika, the twins, and Kasanoda. I had to agree but didn't want to say anything against Mitsukuni's choices.
Ended up with some American movie about aliens. It wasn't very good.
The worst part was watching Haruhi lying on the sofa with her head on Kasanoda's thigh. He was holding her icepack for her. They looked cozy. I was getting angry. I thought she said he'd never be more than a friend.
When that was over, we switched to an American wild west movie. It was better. 'The Magnificent Seven', based off a classic Japanese samurai movie. I'd never seen it before.
Before it started, Haruhi took the towel back to the bar and came to sit next to me. "You don't mind, do you, Mori-senpai?"
"Not at all."
She leaned against my arm, "I'll try not to drift off, but wake me up if I do. I want to see this movie."
"Hn."
Somewhere in the middle, Tamaki handed out popcorn. She had been fighting sleep, but that kept her occupied.
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After Everyone is in Bed:
"BAM"
"CRASH"
"Eeeeep"
"Haruhi!"
Fucking thunderstorm. I heard her wail and ran for her room. I was betting she'd be in the closet like I found her at the Compound.
Several of us got to her room at the same time and Hikaru started pounding on the door. "Haruhi? Are you OK?" When we didn't hear anything, he yelled again, "We're coming in."
There she was, curled up under the covers in the middle of the bed.
At this point, everyone had pushed their way in. Mori-senpai, Kaoru, Honey-senpai, Satoshi, and I climbed under the sheets and curled around her. When she's petrified like this, all I can't think about is protecting her.
The others, seeing we had it under control, left for their own beds. Hikaru walked out the door, leaving Kaoru here. Surprising, but probably for the best.
"You guys don't … don't have to be here. I'm…I'm OK."
"We'd never leave you like this, Haru-chan. We'll all protect you."
"Hn."
"BAM" - Another thunderclap.
She squealed and we all gathered tighter around her. She was trembling so hard we could all feel it.
My hand was near her head, so I started playing with her hair. Mori-senpai was rubbing his hand up and down her back. Kaoru was lightly petting her upper arm. Honey-senpai was rubbing her feet. Hadn't thought of that.
Took about two hours, but the storm finally blew itself out, and this pile of five guys and a girl finally drifted off to sleep.
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Tuesday, December 28:
Morning, Suoh Apartment:
Why is it so hot in here?
I opened my eyes slowly and saw the back of Taka's head. What's my brother doing in my bed? But my back was warm too.
Oh, right. Thunderstorm. Guess we all fell asleep in here.
I'd only seen Haruhi-senpai once before during a thunderstorm. She'd crawled under the bed and Chika and I joined her under there. Phobias are completely irrational and almost impossible to fight. Seeing my calm, rational, and quite senpai scared like that is something I'll never forget.
Last night, I didn't care who else tried to help. I had to as well.
It had to be sometime after seven, by the sun coming through the window. We should all get up and go back to our own beds, if anyone wants more sleep.
Shit. Mitsukuni is in here somewhere. He's horrible to wake up.
"Satoshi," Haruhi whispered. "Are you awake?"
"Yes."
"We should get everyone up."
"Yeah, but Mitsukuni…"
"I'll wake him up. Don't worry."
If she wants to put her head on the chopping block, I'll let her. Mitsukuni is terrifying if woken up wrong. I'm sure he won't hurt his 'Haru-chan'.
"Honey-senpai? It's time to get up," she mumbled.
Taka broke in, "I'll carry him to his bed. Don't wake him up."
"Thanks, Mori-senpai."
Everyone else was stirring now but didn't say or do anything until Taka got Mitsukuni out of the room. Whew. We managed to avoid his wrath.
"You OK, Haruhi?" Kasanoda-senpai asked as he threw off the covers. He wasn't the only one who was too warm.
"I'm fine. Thank you so much you guys. You didn't have to help me last night."
"We wanted to, Haruhi."
"Thanks, Kaoru." She stumbled out of bed. "If you'll give me a chance for a shower and fresh clothes, I'll cook everyone breakfast."
"Yeah! Haruhi's going to cook!" Kasanoda-senpai cheered. "You haven't had a good breakfast until you've had her pancakes and omelets."
How does he know about her breakfast?
"I'll let everyone else know," Kaoru-senpai said as he walked out of the room.
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Suoh Apartment Kitchen:
I convinced the guys to eat at the breakfast bar in the kitchen. It really wasn't that hard; they all wanted to watch me cook. Weirdos.
Strawberry and cream crepes and omelets. Everyone acted like they hadn't eaten in days.
"You guys sit and eat. I'll be right back."
"Where are you taking those crepes, Haru-chan?" Honey-senpai whined. The very thought of me leaving a room with sweets he's not going to get is frightening to him.
"I made extra for all the security. Don't worry. There will be more."
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All of us not on duty or sleeping are in the game room playing poker. I was surprised when Miss Haruhi walked in.
Tetsuya jumped up when she came into the room, "Miss Haruhi, may I help you?"
"I brought you some strawberry and cream crepes. Wasn't sure how you all were going to get breakfast." She looked at the bar, "At least there's coffee already."
Tetsuya took the crepes from her and set them on a table next to us. "You shouldn't have, Miss Haruhi. We were going to have breakfast delivered."
That's a cute blush. As the twin's head bodyguard, I know her well. Doesn't surprise me at all that she'd do something like this.
"I wanted to. Most of you know how I like to cook."
She's right. Over the last year and a half, we've all been subjected to her kindness. As bodyguards for some of the richest and most elite heirs in the country, we are used to being ignored unless there is a problem. Well, most of us are. Tetsuya and Kasanoda-sama are friends. Before he left, Tachibana and Kyoya-sama were friendly, if not friends. The rest of us tend to fade into the background.
But not with her. It's a mystery, but she always knows where we are. She treated Eiji like an equal and a friend. Since he left, I know she's spotted some of us and our teams watching her. Our masters couldn't leave her completely on her own. She's kind not to tell them our cover has been blown.
Whenever she cooks for one or more of our masters, we're always given a serving. When at her apartment, I've wanted to refuse. It's her money that pays for those meals. She won't hear of it, smiling and insisting we eat the meal. Most of us have taken to keeping non-perishable food items in our trunks to offer her when we bring our masters over. When more than one of us is over there, we send someone to the supermarket for some supplies. She's grateful, but we're not fooling her. She's a class act.
"I also have blueberries and bananas, if you'd prefer something other than strawberries."
"Strawberry is fine, Haruhi-sama. Your cooking is always delicious."
We all thanked her as she blushed and left the room.
"I've never worked for anyone so thoughtful."
"Neither have I. But none of us have ever worked for someone in her class before."
"You mean someone in our class."
"Yeah…"
"Do you think any of our masters have any idea what an angel they have there?"
I smiled as I remembered some things I'd seen and heard. "Yes, some of them do."
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"Alright, Honey-senpai. Do you need more crepes? Does anyone need more omelets?"
Hika and I nodded, along with the rest of them. Haruhi's never forgotten she's feeding teen-aged boys. We're never done eating.
"We should brainstorm ideas for the club now."
"Good idea, Satoshi-kun. We'll have plenty of time while I'm cooking the next batch and while we're eating."
"As the President of the Host Club, I agree. Cosplays should be our first topic!"
Many ideas were tossed around. Some of the weirdest or hardest to do were vetoed by either Hika and me because of the costumes, Renge because she didn't think the clients would like it, or Satoshi because of budget.
"Amusement Park with rides!"
"Dress up as your favorite animal!"
"Wild West Saloon."
"Yea! That's a good one."
"What about an art gallery? We can use art from the kids in the charities we've been working with. Then auction it off."
"Not bad."
"What animes haven't we done?"
"There' so many."
"What about…"
The ideas kept coming until we had a list of about twenty. Satoshi will determine budget for each, and which are the best to do.
"Where are you going with that tray of crepes, Haru-chan?"
"Haven't you had enough yet, Honey-senpai."
"I could always eat more of your cooking."
She pulled out another plate full of crepes and put them down in front of us. "These are the last. Lunch is only a few hours away and there are plenty of snacks around."
"Yeah, but where are those going, Haruhi?" I asked.
"Game room. I want to make sure those guards who were on duty or sleeping before get some."
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5-Star Restaurant that Evening:
"So, you guys just happened it have your tuxedos and a formal dress for me?"
"We wanted to go out for a fancy meal and knew you wouldn't agree unless we surprised you."
"Whatever."
Those rich bastards did it again. We're sitting in the newest, most exclusive 5-star restaurant in the city. They had a reservation for us in a private room. Not just some plain banquet room, but a wood paneled, antique rug lined private room with its own seating area around a fireplace and a table set for ten with the best china and sterling. Fresh flowers everywhere and a water fountain in the corner.
"Don't you think this dress is a little…"
"Revealing?" Tamaki-senpai filled in the blank.
"No. It's beautiful. The peach color plays off her skin just right. The spaghetti straps and v-neckline show that necklace off perfectly. It's not even that short," Hikaru said, offended by the insult to his fashion sense.
"I think Tamaki-senpai was referring to it not having a back and the necessity to not wear a bra," I said.
"You look great, Haruhi. The boss will get over it."
"You crazy doppelgangers! How dare you dress her up like that! She doesn't even have a boyfriend to object for her!"
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Oh, shit. That idiot. After all this, has he not learned a damn thing?
Renge grabbed the idiot, trying to get him to shut up. Mori-senpai was ready to stop Haruhi if she attacked. Tetsuya, the only bodyguard in the room, just smiled.
Haruhi will take care of this her way.
"What did you say, Tamaki-senpai?" she growled. Standing up, hair mussed from running her hands through it, and face flushed and angry, she could have intimidated a yakuza, at least a newer one.
"Aaaa, Haruhi…I was standing up for you. You shouldn't be made to wear something you aren't comfortable in." The color had drained from his face. I think he might be realizing the trouble he's in.
Calmly, too calmly, she walked over to the idiot and stood her ground in front of him. "You! Are! Not! My! Father! You! Are! Not! My! Boyfriend! You! Do! Not! Speak! For! Me!" Each word emphasized by a poke in his chest. I smirked thinking he'd have a bruise there tomorrow.
"But, Haruhi…"
"But nothing, Senpai." She stared him down, and we all sat back to watch. "I can take care of myself," the words came out deadly quiet. "Do you honestly think that if I didn't want to wear this dress, I'd let the twins make me wear it?"
"In the past…"
"This isn't the past. This is now. I don't wear anything, do anything, eat anything, go anywhere, or talk to anyone I don't want to. You guys don't make me do things anymore. If you did, I'd be gone."
She stepped back and twirled in that dress. Damn, she hot.
"I happen to like this dress. It's certainly not as revealing as some of the others they've made for me. I've learned that sometimes I enjoy feeling girly. There's nothing wrong with that. If I'm comfortable in this dress, that's all that matters. Isn't it, Senpai?"
He hung his head and mumbled, "Yes, Haruhi."
"Good." She went back to her seat. "Thank you all again for the necklace. You didn't have to. I don't even have holiday presents for you."
It's a simple, heavy gold chain with an enameled red rose charm. It cost us each less than half a lunch. We were glad to do it for her.
"Hey," I said. "You cooked for us yesterday and today. You deserve it. Think of it as a medal for putting up with all of us."
"Thanks, Ritsu. Thanks, Everyone. It's beautiful." She smiled around the room, then picked up her menu, "Let's order. I'm starving."
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Wednesday, December 29:
Hitachiin Estate, Afternoon Costume Fitting:
"I thought we were done with this," Haruhi complained.
"You wanted lighter material, so I needed to see if the new choices worked and you liked it."
"It's fine. It's lighter than the canvas."
"Haruhi…" Kaoru had met his limit. Neither of us would ever design with canvas.
"This is fine, Kaoru. Thanks."
"No problem. We need to get you out of this before the guys show up. We're going to surprise them with your dress."
"Whatever." She turned around and asked, "Can you undo the buttons? I can't reach."
I watched Haruhi as Kaoru undid about two dozen buttons. He outdid himself. A princess and a warrior. Just like her personality. She'll always be the Host Club Princess, but she has the heart of a lioness.
"We're here!" I heard the Boss shout.
"Haruhi, quick. Behind the screens. I'll help you finish."
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"Alright, Tamaki-senpai, you're first."
"I must look regal, you crazy twin."
"You will be the perfect King of the Ball."
While Hikaru did Tamaki-senpai's fitting, I called Kasanoda up to my pedestal.
"All Hosts are characters in a Snow Court. You're the Dragon, Kasanoda."
"What?"
"The dragon. Give it a chance. You'll see."
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Fucking dragon? I'm going to look like an idiot.
Kaoru handed me dull sliver leather pants and a black silk shirt. "Go put these on and we'll get going."
Good. I always look hot in leather.
"Basically, it's a leather tuxedo, modified to have scales. We have wings to mount on your back. No tail. I don't have a death wish."
OK, it's not as stupid as I thought. Silver leather pants, black silk shirt, leather jacket that I would never call a tux jacket. It's more of a waist length motorcycle jacket, but not all the layers. One lightweight layer of silver leather, with leather scales (1).
"This isn't bad, Kaoru."
"Told you." He was hemming the pants and looked up, "The scales are individually made of silver leather. They were trimmed in black to give dimension. Then we added them one by one to the jacket. You'll be fighting off the ladies."
The scales were thicker on the shoulders and down the arms and smaller on the torso.
"Here's your mask." Kaoru handed me a dull silver mask covered in scales. They were metal but matched the leather ones.
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"Did you say I'm wearing wings? What the hell, Kaoru?"
I knew I'd get that response. "Calm down. There's a harness that attaches over your shoulders and across your back."
I hooked them on and said, "See, these aren't bad. Black with silver wire and crystals. You'll wear them at the beginning and can take them off after a while."
"I do look hot."
"Damn straight."
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"We're almost done, Boss."
"This costume is perfect. The fancy jacket, the high collar, the buttons. I am a KING!"
Yeah, his was the easiest to design. How hard is a king, anyway? I took the most opulent example I could find of Cinderella's Prince Charming and upped the wow factor (2).
Ice blue silk shirt. White jacket with ice blue detail, waist length. Simple white mask. And the perfect crown in platinum with diamonds and aquamarine stones. They match the ice blue in the costume.
"The final touch. Here's your crown, your Highness."
The boss looked like he was going to cry.
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"Mori-senpai, you're next," Hikaru called me over. "Put these on." He handed me black pants and a white silk shirt.
After seeing Kasanoda's dragon costume, I didn't want to know what mine was. He didn't look ridiculous, but I know the twins. I never knew what was coming.
"You're dressing as an Ice Warrior, Senpai. It's understated and dignified."
"Hn."
"Those look great. Up on the pedestal."
The dull silver vest fit well. Silver buttons with a crystal in the middle. Kaoru handed me a black and white tie to put on. The pattern is hard to describe…swirls, I guess.
"What do you think so far?"
"Dignified."
"Then you're going to like the jacket and mask."
It was more coat than jacket, coming down to just above the knees. Black with silver designs on the lapels and sleeves. The mask was metal. Dull gray with silver military designs. Appropriate.
"Taka, that's totally you!" Satoshi called from across the room. Looking in the mirror, I agreed.
Through a mouth full of cake, Mitsukini added his opinion, "It's the perfect protector costume, Takashi. Usa-chan loves it."
"Stand still, Senpai. I need to adjust the length of the jacket." (3)
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"Honey-senpai, if you'll wipe the icing off your hands, I'm ready for you," I called out.
"Start with these." I handed him pants, a shirt, and boots. "Tuck the pants into the boots." Hope he likes them.
"Are you sure these are right, Hika-chan?" he mumbled from behind the screen.
"Yes. You're an elf. A cute one."
"Oh. Yea!"
He scampered out and jumped up on the platform. White pants were loose and tucked in his knee-high white leather boots. The silver and crystal accents set them off.
Because it's Honey-senpai, the silk shirt was pink. A light, icy pink. The vest, which only came together at the bottom with two buttons, was silver.
"This is great, Hika-chan. I see now."
"Wait, I'm not done yet. Still have your jacket, hair, and ears."
"Ears?"
"Yes, ears."
The jacket was white, came in at the waist and then flared. Higher in the back, to just cover his butt. Longer and pointed in the front, going down to his knees. The embroidery was silver with pink crystals.
"Let's get this wig on you." I placed a white wig on his head. The hair was straight and came down just past his shoulders. "We'll have silver and crystal accents woven through it. Haven't done those yet."
"What about my ears?" he giggled, jumping up and down.
"Hold still and I'll put them on."
"They're so CUTE!" he squealed.
Pink, silver, and pearls, they clipped on the top of his ears to create points. Knew he'd like them. The mask was fashioned to match. (4)
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"Are you ready for us yet?" Satoshi asked. He and Chika had been waiting patiently but were starting to beg.
"Yes. Satoshi, you're with Hikaru. Chika, with me." Hika and I handed them their basic costumes.
"You both are traditional Japanese warriors dressed for winter."
"This is so cool, Hikaru-senpai." Satoshi hopped up on the platform and spun around.
He's in a light blue monsuke with white trim and royal purple tie. (5)
"Hold still. I need to see if the coat flows right." Royal purple with light blue lining. White fox fur trim. Looks just like an emperor guard.
"Best costume you've made for me so far, Hikaru-senpai. Thanks."
"You're welcome. Stand still. I have to pin the length and don't want to poke you."
"Kaoru-senpai, did I put this on right?"
"Up on the platform and I'll adjust it, Chika."
"It's a good costume. Simple and easy to move around in."
Chika's wearing a dark blue monsuke with silver belt and embroidery. There's a white collar to set it off. (6)
"You'll both be wearing a simple mask. Chika in white. Satoshi in light blue."
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"I'm glad that's over."
"Me too."
"You guys have it made. The fitting for my dress took twice as long," Haruhi-senpai said.
We were all sitting around the Hitachiin lounge, back in our regular clothes. "We're going to go over the tasks I delegated you all. Tomorrow I'll be overseeing the initial setup at Ouran. Some of the decorations and the furniture. Friday the rest will come in and final touches will be done just before everyone arrives."
I confirmed the food, flowers, music, photographer, decorations, and closed the meeting. Everyone's on top of their tasks.
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Friday, December 31:
Late Afternoon at Ouran:
"It's finally here. New Year's Eve and our Masquerade Ball."
"You're going to love my dress, Tamaki-kun."
"Of course, I will. You're beautiful all the time and I'm looking forward to your dress highlighting your beauty magnificently."
Before we became friends, that line would have set me off. It sounds so fake. Like a fake prince. Now, I know he means it, but only when he says it to me.
"You will kiss me at midnight, won't you?"
"Your lips are the only ones I wish to kiss, Renge-chan."
"You two are not helping. Why don't you go back to the Club room and wait there?" Satoshi said.
He's right. We weren't helping set up for the Ball. The furniture and orchestra were ready. Food and flowers were being kept cold in the catering kitchen for this ballroom.
Satoshi-kun was going through a checklist while Tamaki-kun and I were dancing as the orchestra warmed up.
"We want to dance until their warmup is done."
"Come on, Tamaki-kun. Let's go back and see if the twins need any help with the costumes."
"Anything you say, Renge-chan."
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Tamaki-senpai can be an idiot sometimes. I really didn't assign him any tasks for this Ball. He decided to help Renge-senpai and Chika with the decorations. I relied on Chika keeping them under control.
So far, the twinkle lights and pine boughs have been placed. The air smells of winter. Reminds me of skiing.
The flowers will be set out right before the guests come. They are frozen in clear ice blocks. Beautiful, but Haruhi-senpai was upset. We can't donate these to the hospital after the event. After she pointed that out, I ordered some winter white rose bouquets to be placed around the room.
The twins better be on schedule.
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Club Room:
The club room was a disaster. Mannequins with our costumes, tables with accessories, professional hair and makeup stations, and people running everywhere.
"Mori-senpai?"
"Yes, Haruhi?" She and I were tucked away in a corner, trying to not be seen. Our final fittings happened an hour ago. At this point, I wanted nothing more than to disappear.
"Even though it's absolutely insane here, getting ready in the Club room makes so much sense. Especially when the costumes are so complex."
"Hn."
Blowing on her hand, she was trying to get her nail polish to dry faster. Kaoru had insisted on a manicure. Ice blue?
We so rarely get time to ourselves, so I asked, "What did you do yesterday, Haruhi?"
"I went in to work. Discussing your five-year plan at the Board meeting made me realize I definitely need one. We're making some changes and looking at expanding into different pet areas. Can't even think about that without a cohesive plan."
New areas? That wasn't discussed at her last board meeting. "What new areas?"
"Ritsu took Shinobu-san and her dog Casa to an indoor dog park. When Tamaki-senpai heard about it, he had to take Antoinette. I tagged along to see what the park was like. The dogs were running around, swimming in the pool, learning the obstacle course, and having so much fun.
"I did some research and found there aren't that many in Tokyo. Tanaki-san created a team to research the feasibility of Petto Chinmi branching out into parks. We'll see."
Interesting idea. Never would have thought of the need. "I look forward to the next board meeting to see the plan draft."
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"LISTEN UP!" Hikaru yelled, getting everyone's attention.
"We have a little over two hours before the ball starts. Those ladies that need to take a shower, get going. You have hair and makeup after that and there's only one station each."
I took a shower when I got here and changed into clean jeans and a t-shirt. Guess that means I'm hair and makeup first. I hate makeup. My face feels heavy.
"Haruhi," Hikaru called me. "You're first. Makeup then hair." Yep, I was right.
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Satoshi was tying his belt when he shouted, "Half an hour until guests arrive. Food and decorations are ready." He'd been in the ballroom most of the afternoon, running up to change just now. Hika and I made his costume the simplest and easiest to get into.
"If you're ready, get down there. If you're not, you should be. Get going!"
We were putting the final touches on our girls.
"Kaoru, this is perfect. It's better than I remember."
"Let me put that necklace on and you're ready."
I was finishing up Naoko while Hika was tying on Ito's mask.
"OK, you two. You need to get down there. We still need to change into our costumes."
"You still haven't told us what they are."
"It's a surprise." I looked around and found Mori-senpai. "Mori-senpai, can you escort Ito-chan and Naoko-chan to the ballroom please?"
"Of course." He held out his arms, "Ladies."
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When Kaoru and I were done changing, everyone else was gone.
"We look great brother."
"We sure do."
Matching jesters with reverse colors. I'm wearing black pantaloons, maroon shirt with silver cuffs, black gloves, vest with silver and white diamond pattern, and a white mask with silver trim and bells.
Kaoru's wearing white pantaloons, the same maroon shirt, but with black cuffs, silver gloves, the same vest, and a black mask with silver trim and bells. (7)
Being the designers have perks. Ours are the easiest to move in.
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Ouran Ballroom:
The ball was in full swing, and the comments were as varied as the people there:
"Look, they're serving sushi on ice serving trays. What a good idea."
"Isn't Tamaki-senpai divine? I have to get a dance!"
"Take a look at Haruhi. That corset really pushes her boobs up."
"This is my favorite waltz. Mori-senpai would you dance with me?"
"That dragon is dancing with my fiancée. Bastard."
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"Honey-senpai, our costumes match so well, and we didn't even try."
"Your dress is the same pink as my shirt, Cho-chan. It's like we read each other's minds."
Not really. I cornered Kaoru-kun and asked about Honey-senpai's costume. I matched the pink in my full ballgown to his shirt. Kaoru gave me a swatch. The white lace overlay was my idea. More feminine. Of course, my pink couldn't end there. I found a pink wig to match and styled it in an updo to set off the platinum and pink diamond tiara daddy gave me. My hair style was too complex to tie a mask around my head, so I had one painted on with pink and white crystals attached around my eyes to form a pattern. I was in the makeup chair over an hour while my stylist put it together. (8)
The important thing is it looks effortless and Honey-senpai loves it.
"Let's dance!"
I let him pull me onto the floor and we started spinning.
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"What the hell are you supposed to be, Kasanoda?"
"I'm a dragon, duh."
"Okaaaaay. Whatever."
"Shinobu, you don't look repulsive tonight."
"Thanks."
She actually looks pretty hot. Black slinky dress covered with some kind of silver lace thing. Slits on both sides, up to her knees. The top part is the best. It's just the silver lace see-through thing with the lace in just the right places. Or just the wrong places. Man, she's got a body that doesn't quit.
Shit! She turned around to look at something and the dress is backless! Her hair is one long braid down her back.
"What's up with your mask?"
"I wanted something simple, so I had it painted on." Black swirls painted as a mask, with gems stuck to her face.
She's almost my height. How the fuck does she walk in those shoes? Black with silver lace again and diamonds…no way, too big. Must be some kind of crystal. (9)
"Let's dance, Asshole."
Don't have to ask me twice.
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"Thank you for the dance, Mori-senpai."
"You're welcome."
Cho had so much fun creating her costume for Honey-senpai. They look great together.
Mine was simple. I found a wedding dress design I liked, and had it done in silver velvet. No back, long sleeves, neckline straight across my collarbones. Simple silver and diamond mask. And, of course, the highest heels I could find. I knew I'd be dancing with Mori-senpai at some point (10).
We're becoming better friends than I thought. I couldn't join them for their Wednesday study session and dinner before the holidays because of that test, but I'll tag along next time.
Does he realize he's in love with Haruhi-chan? His eyes brighten when he sees her. I've heard his breath hitch when she's walked into the room.
I knew he'd never feel that way for me. Friends is the best I can do. He's such an amazing guy, I'm honored to be his friend.
I smiled up at him. "If you haven't decided who to kiss at midnight, I suggest Haruhi-chan." I turned and walked away before he could respond.
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"Who's that?"
"I have no idea, but he's handsome as the devil."
"I know. He's luscious. He's headed straight for Haruhi-senpai. Is he one of her designees?"
"Don't know. He's hiding his identity well."
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"May I have this dance?"
"Of course."
I'm not sure who this is. Brown hair, green eyes. The voice sounded familiar.
The steps. The way he's holding me.
I stopped dead on the dancefloor. "Kyoya-senpai?"
"Don't stop dancing, Haru. You'll draw attention."
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Author's Note:
Lots going on again.
So, Chika made up with Honey. Seems he's growing up.
Tamaki and Renge celebrated Christmas. Thought the gifts for Shima show how much he's grown up.
Thought the host club needed some quality time together. I'm sure all those rich bastards have apartments in the city.
And, of course, the cliffhanger. What is Kyoya up to?
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Regarding reviews and this early chapter:
Thank you everyone that reviewed. After I posted, I reread and realized it sounded like I needed an ego stroking. I didn't. Still don't. All I needed to know was that there were people still reading seriously. And…there are!
I don't know what's wrong with FF right now, but I've received about 13 reviews, but only the first 9 are showing up on the website. Weird.
Anyway…as promised…this chapter is a treat! I'll be back to my regular posting schedule on Saturday. This treat is a one-time thing. It's killer to write ~9k words in a week. Can't do more than one chapter.
If you feel like dropping me a review (I'm not asking for a specific number anymore. That was a one-time thing – kinda like a rollcall.) please do. I encourage constructive criticism. I want to keep getting better.
Thanks again. No more mention of abandonment. I'm here to stay. Just hope I don't get hit by a bus.
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Way too much description on the costumes, I know. I had so much fun finding ideas and working out who would wear what. Below are the links to my inspirations. If anyone knows a better way to put links on here, let me know.
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(1) Kasanoda's scale inspiration
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(2) Tamaki's Inspiration
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(3) Mori's Inspiration
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(4) Honey's Inspiration – his was the hardest to find and describe
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(5) Satoshi's inspiration
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(6) Chika's Inspiration
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(7) Twins inspiration
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(8) Cho-chan's Inspiration (Honey's almost girlfriend)
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(9) Shinobu's Inspiration
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(10) Keiko's Inspiration
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Next Chapter:
The Ball – What's Kyoya up to? Who kisses who? Private ball at the end? And more winter holiday magic.
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