Author's Note: Welcome back to the never ending (or at least it seems like it) story of the Host Club! Thanks for all the reviews! Here's some fluff after all the serious, but it can't all be fluff.
Disclaimer: Don't own it, never will.
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Date Posted: 1/4/2020
Trigger Warnings: Language, Heavy smooching and petting, allusions to masturbation. And lots of fluff!
The Next Phase - Chapter 18: My Biggest Fan
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Saturday, February 19:
Mid-Morning, Akira's office, Morinozuka Estate:
"You're comfortable with all this, boys?"
"Yes, Father," Takashi answered. Satoshi nodded.
"Any advice? You know her better than your mother and I do."
Satoshi spoke up, "Slow and gentle. She's going to hate this conversation."
"I assumed that, but she's not going to talk us out of this."
"I'm not suggesting you let her, just go slow and be firm but gentle. She'll get through it."
"Thank you."
"Sure. When are you doing this?"
"As soon as we're done. I don't want it to drag, so we're using lunch as an ending point."
"Good luck, Father."
"Hn."
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Ootori Conglomerate, CEO Private Office:
At least I'm not too hung over today. Can't believe I'm out of bed at 10 in the fucking morning. If this keeps up, I may have to resort to sleeping pills.
Finally getting to those old files of Yoshio's. I was right. There's not one good idea in here. Not for growing the business, or investing, or even wives for those two brothers of mine. How did he keep the company solvent for so long?
I opened the third box and pulled out a big folder.
"What the fuck…this is in code."
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Akira's Office, Morinozuka Estate:
"Haruhi, Umeko and I need to discuss another aspect of you becoming part of this household."
How can she look younger than Satoshi? She's a year older, but she looks so fragile.
After two weeks, the bruises have faded, the smaller cuts and burns have healed, and she's almost ready to get out of that wheelchair, but mentally and emotionally, she's nowhere near as healed. It will take a long time. Umeko and I will do everything we possibly can to get her through this.
"We're your guardians now and have no wish for you to feel like a guest or a poor relative here. You should never feel like you aren't welcome or you're something less. Your father wanted, and we want to create a place for you in our family.
"Your father was proud of your independent spirit, kind heart, and ability to make good decisions. We would never want to change those strong and rare qualities. You are your own person and are not being asked to give up your identity here."
I'm not doing this well. She's looking at me like I'm speaking another language. I glanced at Umeko, hoping she'd take over.
She did. "Haruhi-chan, what we're trying to say is that we welcome you as a part of the family, just as you are. Your father was proud of you, and we're honored he left you in our care."
"Yes. That's a much better way to put it, Umeko."
"Thank you. How about I take over?"
"Please."
I could tell Haruhi is still confused. Umeko will be better at this. Gentler.
"Haruhi-chan, I'm sure you're wondering what in the world we're talking about. We're discussing how to bring you into the family."
She's still confused, and by this time, so am I.
"Now that you are our responsibility, we will maintain the Morinozuka standard with you. You've already received your Morinozuka phone and laptop. This conversation is about the rest."
"I'm sorry, Umeko-chan, I don't understand."
"I'm sorry too, Sweetheart. We've been so worried about this conversation and wanting to do it gently, that I can't seem to get started. This conversation is about finance. How about starting with this." She handed her a black American Express card.
Her face went pale, eyes went wider, and her hand shook as she took it.
"The ATM code is on that post-it. You'll need to change it the first time you use it. This is yours to use for living expenses such as eating out, clothes, school supplies, and anything else you need while living here. It comes out of the family operating budget. The boys each have one, and now you do."
"Umeko-san, I'm not sure I…"
"Haruhi-chan, we want to treat you as a member of the family, and all the family has one of these. Please use it as needed. That's what it's for."
"Alright," she mumbled, looking at the card as if it was poisonous.
"We also need to talk about Ouran. Akira set up an account for your lunches. Satoshi told me he showed you how to pick your lunch and charge the account."
"Yes, he did. It's strange. I'm used to bringing a bento."
Umeko patted her arm and said, "You still will on Tuesdays. The chef packs one to Satoshi and will pack one for you."
I barely heard her whisper, "The chef?" and had to hold back a smile.
I decided to tell her the next part. "We will also cover your tuition through graduation."
That got her attention. Her head snapped towards me and she said "Tuition? I'm a scholarship student. The scholarship pays for my tuition."
"I know you're proud of being awarded that scholarship, as you should be. However, now that your guardians can afford the tuition, you no longer need it. In fact, you are no longer eligible for it now that we're your guardians."
"My scholarship," she mumbled under her breath.
"Think of it this way, Haruhi-chan," Umeko said. "Now that your tuition is being paid for by your guardians, another student can be awarded the scholarship. There will be a new scholarship student starting next school year. And, unlike you, they will have someone to talk to when they have questions."
She mulled that over for a few minutes until a resigned expression settled on her face.
"You're right. Thank you for paying my tuition and freeing up the scholarship for a student that wouldn't be able to attend Ouran without it."
"You're welcome, Haruhi-chan. It's our privilege and pleasure."
It was obvious she wanted that to be the end of this discussion, but now comes the hardest part. I'll take this one too.
"There's one more thing, Haruhi, and then we're done."
She took a deep, slow breath and let it out. "Alright."
I handed her a slim folder of paperwork. "That's the bank account and trust fund we've set up for you. This money is now yours. Use it for investing, buying companies, stock, etc."
I watched her jaw drop when she saw the amount. What's a reasonable amount to us must seem like a fortune to her, but it's part of being in the family.
"When the boys were born, we started a trust for each of them. Through investments, that money has grown over the years. As soon as the boys wanted to start working with the funds themselves, they changed their investment scheme, bought companies, and made other outside investments. Takashi used these funds to purchase his sporting goods company, and this is where Satoshi got the funds to purchase his part of the newspaper."
"But this is too much."
"Well, since you are not getting it at birth, and it hasn't had the time to grow as the boys' did, we decided to give you the average of what they have in their accounts today. It seems fair, as you're between them in age."
"But…"
Umeko cut her off. "Haruhi-chan, this comes with being part of the Morinozuka family. Please remember, we want to do this. We're happy to do this."
"But this is so much, all of it, the card, the tuition, the account, everything. It's too much," she said, shaking her head and frowning.
"We understand why you feel that way but give yourself some time to get used to the idea. You don't have to go on a shopping spree right away, but when you do, you have a credit card for it."
I handed her a piece of paper. "Here is a summary of what we've talked about today. It lists each thing and some information on them.
"If you have any questions or this isn't enough, please let us know."
"This…I'm…What?..." She finally found her voice and said, "Thank you very much for everything. You've made me feel welcome in your home and with your family. I appreciate everything you do for me. This will take time for me to understand and accept. Please be patient with me as I do."
"As I said, Sweetheart, we're honored and happy to do it."
"If you don't have any immediate questions, I think it's time for lunch. I'll push you."
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Early Afternoon, Purinkura no Mecca, Shibuya, Tokyo:
"Thank you for bringing me here, Honey-kun. After I saw what Ito-chan and Watanabe-chan did at these photo booths, I had to try it."
"Their photos were great. I can't wait to make some of our own."
"And you found a place that has nothing but the booths. There're so many choices, I don't know how I'll pick."
She's so sweet. I could spend every day with her and enjoy them forever.
"You don't have to choose, Cho-chan. We can take pictures at each and every one here if you want," I said, throwing my arms wide.
"Ooo, that one first," she pointed to one covered in hearts.
"Yes, definitely."
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Afternoon, Himura Compound:
"Let's get out of here. You're going to love this."
"I better, Asshole."
"Stop worrying. I've cleared it with your dad and both our security details."
"That doesn't mean I'll be happy."
"Trust me."
"No way in hell."
"Smart girl."
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"Where the fuck are we?"
There's nothing but dirt. A big piece of dirty land.
"We're headed for that building. I have something for you."
Walking to the building, I got a better look at the ground. Lots of dirt bike tracks. Maybe this will be fun.
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Hitachiin Estate:
"Is everything ready, Hika?" I asked as I ran into our studio. "The girls will be here any minute."
"Yes, everything's ready. Calm down, would you? We're just doing some fittings."
"I know but Naoko will be here."
"Duh. We're doing her fittings along with Yuki."
"Oh, shut up and get ready."
"I am ready, Kaoru. What's your problem?"
"I don't know…just haven't had any alone time with Naoko in forever. I miss her."
"Idiot. You're not getting alone time today."
"We will if we sneak away after the fittings."
"Fine. I'll be your wingman."
"Thanks, Hika."
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Kasanoda Dirt Bike Track:
"Here, put this on," I said, tossing her a bag with new leather, padded for dirt bikes.
"How do I know these are going to fit?"
I smirked and said, "Called your mom. They'll fit."
We both went to a changing room and got ready.
This track is for the Syndicate. The fellas and their families can use it anytime. They just need to schedule. We have races, and during the summer, cookouts and basic rowdiness.
I blocked two hours just for us. This is going to be great.
"Damn, you look hot." And she did. Black leather with purple stripes and trim. Really showed off her ass.
"Thanks."
"You ever ride a dirt bike?"
"Don't worry about me. You're the one that's going to get his ass kicked."
I showed her the bike she'd be using and got mine ready.
Then we were off.
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Ootori Conglomeration, CEO Private Office:
"Fuck. Why would Yoshio need to write information in code? These papers came out of his private safe, for fucks sake," I yelled in my soundproof office.
I'd already been through all the boxes looking for a key. Didn't find it but found more code. The more I find, the harder the code looks. What the hell? I didn't think Yoshio was this smart.
I'll give these to the Black Onion Squad and see what they can do. I called my assistant, Shinji, in to make copies for the BOS and me. I'm sure not going to do that.
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Purinkura no Mecca, Shibuya, Tokyo:
"Holy shit!" I heard loudly from behind. "You're Haninozuka Mitsukuni, aren't you?"
I turned around, tucking Cho-chan behind me, and answered, "Yes, I am."
"Wow! This is amazing! I'm your biggest fan. I have a poster of you and your family's dojo on my wall at home. You're amazing!"
He was young, younger than Chika-chan, and was with a group of boys and girls. I haven't been recognized for a while because I don't compete anymore. It's fun to be recognized.
"Thanks!" I squealed. "I'm glad to meet my biggest fan!"
"I've never seen you in person. This is so amazing. I watch the videos of you on YouTube all the time. Too bad you quit competing. You could kick everyone's ass."
I gave him a big smile and said, "That's why I quit. It's no fun to always win with no real competition." He doesn't need to know the real reason.
"You should do more demonstrations at competitions. I'd love to see that."
"Thanks, but I don't want to take the attention away from the competitors."
"Yeah, I guess so. I'm a member of your family's dojo in Meguro City. I'm learning so much. I want to be the world champion."
"That's a great goal. Good luck!"
"Thanks." He paused for a second then snapped his fingers and said, "Your brother, Yasuchika is competing at the world cup this weekend, isn't he?"
"Yes, he is." Chika-chan would be happy to know someone asked about him.
"I'm sure he'll bring back a gold medal. I can't wait to see him at the Olympics. It will be amazing!"
"He's working hard for that goal. I'm sure he'll make it."
He looked around quickly and then pointed, "Hey, can we take a picture together? There's a martial arts booth over there."
"Sounds great, biggest fan, but only if I get a picture too."
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I watched Honey-kun and his fan go over and take a few pictures. While I was waiting, I listened to what the rest of the group was saying…
"He looks like he's in elementary school. Is he really that good?"
"Yeah, he kicks serious ass. And, he's in university now, first year. I think he's eighteen or close."
"I never would have guessed that."
Honey-kun isn't as tall as the other hosts, but I wouldn't want him any other way.
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Kasanoda Dirt Bike Track:
"I'm leaving you in the dust, Asshole. What's the matter? Can't keep up with a chick?"
"You're going to regret that."
This is the most fun I've had in a while. I didn't know his syndicate had their own fucking dirt bike track. Great jumps and hills. I really have to lean into the curves.
"SHIIIIIIIIT!"
I looked over my shoulder, and he'd landed in a big pool of mud. I turned around and went back. He better not be hurt.
"Now you can't even stay on the bike? Pathetic, Asshole."
"Leaned too far over for that turn and spun out in the mud."
"You're a mess. It suits you."
"Help me up," he asked, holding out his hand.
"No way. I'm not getting dirty."
"Really?"
That's an evil smirk.
"Fuck!" I screamed as he grabbed me and pulled me into the mud with him.
"Now we can mud wrestle."
"No way in hell, Asshole."
And his lips crushed on mine.
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Hitachiin Estate:
"This is gorgeous, Kaoru-kun. Thank you."
"You're gorgeous. The dress complements you well." She giggled. All I want to do is grab her and kiss her breath away.
She did look amazing. Spring will see several events for the elite, including balls. This gown is deep forest green and hugs her form all the way to her thighs. The slits allow for movement. I've never liked those mermaid dresses where women look like newborn colts walking in them. Delicate spaghetti straps hold it up and show off her neck. It has a plunging back.
"You don't think it's too old for me?"
"No way. We'll be third years by the spring. It's perfect."
She spun once and her hair swung around her back, the light fragrance of lavender filling the area.
I smiled at her and repeated, "Perfect."
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Naoko and Kaoru were giggling across the room while Hikaru was hemming my skirt. Those two get along so well and are so good together.
I hope I'm that lucky with my future husband.
"How does that feel, Yuki?" Hikaru asked, looking up at me from his knees.
I swished my hips a little and said, "Feels great. This dress just screams 'spring'! I love the deep gold with the crystal beading. I feel like a flower in a garden."
"You'll be the center of the bouquet in this dress."
"I had no idea I'd be wearing a Hitachiin Hikaru original this spring."
He smiled a goofy grin at me and said, "I like to keep my friends well dressed."
After he stepped away and had me spin around, he handed me another dress. "Try this one on and I'll fit it."
I caught my own eyes in the dressing room mirror and flashed back to what my father said last night…
"I will have your marriage arranged by late spring and announced in the summer with an engagement party."
"Yes, Father."
"Hitachiin Hikaru is not a candidate. Marrying you to his family isn't good for our business."
"Yes, Father."
"I've sent in a request to Ootori Kyoya. A marriage to him will benefit both our businesses, as we're one of the top ten drug manufactures in Japan. When the meeting is set up, you will attend and do what is needed to impress him."
"Yes, Father."
…I knew from the beginning, Hikaru wouldn't be approved of by my father, but I'd hoped I'd have longer before an arranged engagement. I need to tell Hikaru very soon. He's a great guy, and I won't lead him on.
I don't know the whole story, but Kyoya-senpai was dating Haruhi last fall and now he's not. After that, he no longer is part of the club and no longer joins our group for anything.
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Yuki came out in the light grey dress I'd designed for less formal parties. It was a sweetheart neckline, but instead of the fabric ending there, heavy floral lace continued up to form thick straps and a collar, eliminating the need for a necklace. The bottom was diagonal from her left mid-thigh to her right, just under the knee. The last three inches of which were the same heavy lace. Although grey, the lace was beaded with spring colors in the flowers. Not enough to be overwhelming, but enough to bring out spring colors.
She was breathtaking.
But her eyes were red.
"Yuki? Are you alright? Did a pin poke you?" I said, trying to make light of the situation. I suck at girls' emotions.
"I'm fine. It's just so beautiful…"
She stepped up on the platform and I went to work.
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"Kaoru-kun, are you sure about this?" I asked from inside the dressing room. This outfit isn't what I was expecting.
I heard him chuckle before saying, "Come on out Naoko-chan. I really want to see it."
"Alright. Here I come."
I stepped out wearing a hip-hugging, short, black skirt and a matching halter top that resembled a bra more than a shirt. Both covered in fringe. My entire midriff was bare.
"Well, what do you…"
I stopped talking at the expression on his face. Right out of an over-the-top romance anime, his jaw was hanging wide open and his eyes were bugging out. An interesting shade of magenta colored his cheeks, and I think I see steam coming out of his ears.
"Holy Shit…" he mumbled. Guess it looks good.
"Kaoru-kun, just what is the outfit for?" I asked, putting my hands on my hips. I hoped my tone would break him out of his trance. It did.
He gulped and blushed harder. "I was thinking it would be perfect the next time we go to the club."
"The Host Club! Are you kidding!" I asked incredulously.
"No, no. Not the Host Club. The dance club."
"Oh." Took a minute for it to sink in, and then, "You want to go back to the club?"
"Hell, yeah. With you wearing that and me wearing something equally tight and hot. We'd dance all night, up close and all over each other." As he was talking, he'd been walking towards me like a panther towards a deer. It was mind-blowing how erotic it was.
I smirked and cocked my hip. "You're on. When?"
"Tonight," he whispered and kissed me.
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Morinozuka Koi Pond:
Today Eimi took off the boot and I walked from lunch to the pond. The ankle is healed – it wasn't that bad of a sprain. I've been kept in the wheelchair because of my ribs. They are still tender.
But that good news was overshadowed by money.
What are they thinking? A credit card with basically no limit? A trust fund that could finance a small country? Why not just an allowance?
I don't understand half of this paperwork. The money is already invested, but I don't really understand where. Some stock, looks like some real estate. I think some of it is in gold.
I don't need any of this.
I'm so lost. Drifting at sea and instead of life preservers, they're throwing coins. The responsibility is weighing me down.
"Haruhi?"
"Mori-senpai?"
"How are you feeling?"
"Overwhelmed."
He sat down next to me on the bench, and I leaned against him. "It's too much. I don't need any of this."
"It's not necessarily a question of need. This is what's done in this family, and the Haninozuka's as well. You're part of the family now."
I watched one fish chase another before sighing, "I'm not part of the family. I'm just an extra person."
"Haruhi, please." Mori-senpai knelt in front of me and took my hand. "You are not 'just' anything. And you're not an extra person. My parents, Satoshi, and I are honored your father trusted us with you. We want you here. We want to help you through this. We want you as part of our family."
"It's so overwhelming, I feel like I can't breathe. What do I do with all this?" I waved the folder in front of his face.
"First," he took the folder from me and set it on the bench where I couldn't reach it, "you let it go until you're ready. It's invested, it will grow without your attention."
He sat back down on the bench and continued, "Second, you go with the flow until you are comfortable. No one's asking you to take that card and spend a million yen ($10k). It's for living expenses, like when you need a new shirt or some school supplies, not for a car."
Every muscle in my body stiffened when he said that. A car…
"I'm sorry, Haruhi." His arms went around my shoulders. "It just popped out. I didn't mean anything by it."
I took several deep breaths while watching the fish. When I thought I could speak without my voice cracking, I looked up at his face and said, "I know. It's OK."
He squeezed my shoulder, "Third, think about what your father wanted. I'm sure he considered all possibilities and decided on the Morinozuka's. If something happened to him, he wanted you here. He wanted us to take care of you."
"I'm so tired of people telling me what my father would have wanted. I know him best. It was just us for over ten years. I know what he wanted for me. He wanted me to be safe, happy, and independent. I'm not independent if I take this money."
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I knew it would be hard for her to accept, but not this hard. She'll be in this emotional typhoon for a while yet. Just have to keep hitting her with logic.
"Haruhi, when you were living with your father, where did the money come from if you needed a new shirt?"
I watched her jaw tighten and forehead furrow. She's stubborn, but I'm going to make her say it.
"Before Petto Chinmi, from Dad's salary. After, I bought it with my own money."
"Why?"
She sighed, realizing I'd made my point. "Because Dad's salary was small, and I knew he had things to buy other than my stuff."
"That isn't an issue here, so you don't have to use your money. You see that, right?"
"Fine."
We sat for several minutes breathing in the flowers and watching the fish. I've never really watched them before Haruhi came. They didn't interest me, however, now I see it can be quite meditative.
"Mori-senpai, you use the card for when you go out to dinner or by crazy expensive clothes?"
"Yes, I do. That's what it's for."
"Not your own money?"
"That's for my future. What I do with that becomes my income stream. Right now, the growth and profit get reinvested. I don't use that for everyday expenses."
"Alright, I go with it, but don't expect any crazy shopping sprees."
"I don't. I know how much you hate shopping."
I saw a small smile quirk the corners of her mouth.
And now, I'll set the bait for my plan…
"I have to run some errands tomorrow. Do you want to come? You can get out of the house without the chair."
"Without the chair?" she asked, perking up for the first time I'd seen in a long time.
"Yes. We'll take it and the van in case you get tired, but we'll start without it."
"I'd like that. Where are we going?"
"A couple places, mainly for the company. We might go to one of the sporting goods stores to see how it looks."
I tried to not smile too big. I don't want to make her suspicious.
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Houshakuji (Renge) Estate:
"It's so professional, Renge-chan. Do you really think you'll get it published?"
"I'll probably have to change the names and make the characters look different, but it can be published by the Host Club as is."
The drawing classes I've taken are really paying off. This manga looks clean and attractive. The characters look like their real-life counterparts, and the backgrounds make sense. I could get addicted to drawing these.
Tamaki-kun was jumping up and down in his seat. "That's a great idea. We'll have to check with Kyoya…" He stopped dead and cleared his throat. "I mean Satoshi."
"Let's get the first chapter ready to show him and then roller skate."
"You read my mind, Princess."
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Kasanoda Dirt Bike Track:
"Shit, Ritsu. I can't get to any of your skin with the helmet and leathers on."
"Even if we could, these gloves aren't helping."
At this point we were groping each other and trying to kiss with the stupid helmets on.
"This isn't working."
He stood up and put his hand out to help me up. We're both completely covered in mud.
"How about a race?" he asked.
"Stakes?"
"I win, you take me out to dinner. You win, I'll play basketball with you."
"Are you chicken? Those are pretty low states bets." Nothing near as embarrassing as him riding on the back of my bike.
"You have other suggestions?"
I thought for a minute. What could I make him do?
"I win, you wear the girl's uniform during the host club for two days."
He smirked, "And if I win, you wear the girls uniform the entire day for two days."
That's not that bad. I used to wear the stupid yellow puff before I switched to the guy's uniform.
"You're on."
"Three times around the track?"
"Get ready to get your ass kicked, Asshole."
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Library, Morinozuka Estate:
"Takashi! Haru-chan! Look at these pictures!" I yelled as I bounced into the library. They look much too serious studying.
"These are great, Honey-senpai. Who's this?"
"He said he was my biggest fan and wanted a picture together. I said only if I get one too."
"That's very sweet of you to do that for him," Haru-chan said. She actually had a small smile on her face.
"He also said he'd be watching the finals of the world cup tonight, cheering Chika-chan on. I got a picture of just him to give to Chika-chan."
"I'm sure he'll be happy to know he has fans too."
I grinned at her. She knew what I was saying. I overshadow Chika-chan most of the time. This will make him happy.
"I have a test on Tuesday, so I'll get my books and study with you two. I'll order tea and cake!"
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Ootori Conglomeration CEO Main Office:
"I want this code broken right away. Bring in cryptographers if you need them."
"Of course, Ootori-sama. Right away."
The head intelligence officer of the Black Onion Squad turned and left my office with copies of everything I'd found so far.
I'm getting a huge headache right behind my eyes, so I put my copies aside and looked through the newest batch of marriage contracts sent in.
Interesting…Ito Yuki. Isn't she dating Hikaru?
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Hitachiin Estate:
"Oh…Kaoru…You feel so good."
I'd backed Naoko into the dressing room and had her sitting up on the vanity. Standing right in front of her, her legs were wrapped around my waist.
She's incredible. She's making me crazy.
Her hands burned my back as she ran them up under my shirt. Those nails softly scratching had goosebumps all over me.
I had my tongue in her mouth, mapping it out, running it over her teeth, swirling it with hers. She tastes amazing, like mint and lemon.
"MMMmmm," I moaned as I pressed forward, bringing our bodies closer. I'm definitely going to need a shower as soon as she leaves.
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I brought my hands up under his shirt, grabbing the collar and trying to take it off. Kaoru broke the kiss just long enough to pull his t-shirt off and toss it somewhere.
Damn, his abs are amazing. A rock-hard six-pack. Who knew that was hiding under there?
My hands ran down his chest, and I broke the kiss so my mouth could follow. His skin's so soft.
I felt one of his hands leave my side and grab onto my hair. The other slid down and braced me under my thigh.
The moan I got when I pinched his nipple was one of the most erotic things I'd ever heard.
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"AAAaaaahhhhh." This girl is killing me.
Then her tongue stroked my other nipple, and I threw my head back and swallowed my scream.
Before I knew it, my hands were on her back, under the fringed top, moving around to the front.
Suddenly, she pulled back and grabbed my wrists. "Kaoru," she panted, "I'm sorry, I'm not ready for that."
Her face was beet red. Was it from our heavy make-out session or embarrassment?
I slowly pulled my hands down out of her shirt and put them back on her hips.
"It's OK, Naoko-chan. I don't want to do anything either of us isn't ready for. Ever."
"Thank you, Kaoru. You don't know what that means to me." Then she leaned forward and kissed me gently.
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Kaoru had moved his hands to my bare sides and held tight. His hands were smooth, except for the fingers on this right hand. Must be from cutting and sewing.
He slowly pulled back from the kiss and whispered in my ear, "As much as I want to do this all night long, we need to get ready for tonight.
"Maybe we can continue this in the limo."
I smiled and while trying to catch my breath said, "When are you picking me up?"
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Houshakuji (Renge) Estate:
"This is much better than roller skating, isn't it?"
"Much better, Renge-chan. I love playing for you."
We'd turned the piano bench longwise so she could sit in front of me. My amazing girlfriend, leaning back against my chest, hands on my knees, head on my shoulder. I'm reaching around her playing some of my own compositions she inspired.
I can't help myself. Every so often, I bend forward and kiss her neck or cheek or temple.
If there's a better way to spend the day, I don't know what it is.
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xXx
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Kasanoda Dirt Bike Track:
"I can't fucking wait to see you in that dress, Ritsu. Yellow's your color."
"Fuck!"
"Your fault for sliding out again. You tried to go too fast and pass me on the inside."
"Yeah, and you laughed the whole rest of the way around the track."
"Duh."
We rode our bikes into the garage where they'd be washed and ready for the next time.
"Let's get cleaned up, and I'll take you out for dinner."
"You got it."
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While I was taking a shower, I couldn't stop thinking that Ritsu was right across the dressing room in his own shower.
Some nights all I do is replay that time in the car. The way his hands felt on my skin and his lips on my neck. He makes me so hot and bothered.
I might need to take care of this.
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Shinobu's on the other side of the room. If I listen closely, I can hear her water spraying, but I can't go over there. No way. Not happening.
Most of the time I can still feel her lips on mine and her thighs sitting on my lap.
Glad I'm in a shower. Got to be quiet.
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xXx
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Very late that night, Hitachiin Estate:
"How'd your date go, Kaoru?"
"Shit, Hika! You scared me." I turned on the light and saw him lying in bed. "I thought you were asleep."
"No way. Had to wait up." He sat up with his back on the headboard. "So…"
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Kaoru practically floated into the room. Must have been fabulous.
"It was good. Danced all night and threw glares at a bunch of guys I caught staring."
"If you didn't want them looking your girl up and down, you shouldn't have dressed her in that outfit."
"I wanted to spend the evening looking her up and down. The rest of them can fuck off. Plenty of girls there without a date."
"Yeah, but none as hot as Naoko."
"True."
He went into the bathroom for a quick shower, and I snuggled back into bed. I'll get the details soon.
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He's taking a long time in the shower. Must have been a really hot ride back in the limo.
"Hey," he said, coming back into the bedroom drying his hair with a towel, "you won't believe who I saw there."
"Who?"
"Satoshi."
"Really? Was he with someone?"
"Don't think so. He was dancing with a lot of different girls and buying drinks for them. I didn't want to mess up his game plan, so we left him alone." (1)
Kaoru climbed into bed, and I turned the light off.
"We'll have to give him a bunch of shit tomorrow."
"Hell, yeah."
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xXx
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Sunday, February 20:
Largest Bookstore in Tokyo:
"What did you need at the bookstore, Mori-senpai?"
I watched Haruhi walking ahead of me through the door. Her ankle has healed well, and she's only slightly favoring her ribs. Hopefully she won't tire out quickly. I know she wants to go back to Ouran without the chair soon, but the doctor wants her to use it for a few more days.
"Nothing," I said, giving her a small smile.
She turned and stared at me. "Nothing? Then why are we here?"
I took her hand and said, "The sooner you pull this bandage off, the better. We're here for you to buy some books, whatever you want."
"What bandage?"
Here we go. "Your credit card. Mother wants to make sure it works, and I want you to get used to it. We're not leaving here until you buy 50,000 yen ($500) worth of books, magazines, or whatever else is here that you want." (2)
"That's a terrible idea."
"Terrible or not, I'm sure there are some books you've always wanted," I said, grabbing a basket and leading the way.
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50,000 yen? Is he insane?
"But Mori-senpai, that's over twice my food budget for a month! I'll never be able to spend that!" I called, following him deeper into the store. "I don't need that many books. That's what libraries are for."
"Haruhi," he turned around and smiled, but I could see some sympathy in his eyes, "I knew you wouldn't want to do this with clothes or jewelry or anything else. I thought books would be a reasonable thing to start with. There have to be some that you want, and I know Mother will be happy to see you getting things for your room."
"But…"
"I'll buy some too. I have a list for next semester's suggested reading and another of books I've always wanted to read. We can help each other look."
I took several deep breaths and looked around the store. Five stories full of books in a dozen languages on any topic I could think of. History, law, classics, business, cooking, and brain candy. I suddenly realized I could buy out the store with my card.
"I don't have a choice, do I?"
"Everything in life is a choice, Haruhi," he said as he patted my head. "I hope you see the reasoning in this one."
This is ridiculous. I put my fist on my hip and cocked it. "Did you ever see a movie called 'Bruster's Millions'?"
"No."
"Are you sure? This seems familiar."
"I've never heard of it."
"Whatever." I started walking towards the magazines but stopped and asked, "Is there a cart or something? I can't carry a basket."
"I can help with that," a young man said as he walked up to us. He bowed at Mori-senpai, "Morinozuka-sama, I'm pleased to see you again."
"Thank you, Ota. This is Fujioka-san. Please have someone take her selections up to the counter as she makes them."
"Of course. We'll start a stack for you. You as well, Morinozuka-sama?"
"Yes, please."
And now I'm stuck with an employee following me around running back and forth to the main counter. As if I don't already feel awkward.
I walked over to the periodical section and looked it over. Guess I'll start with the newspapers I usually get. Haven't seen them for two weeks.
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Didn't take me long before I had a big stack of books ready to go. Classes next semester will be harder and, of course, the books more expensive.
Haruhi, however, was having a hard time. She stayed away from the business and animal sections, knowing anything she'd get there should be paid for by her company.
After some newspapers, magazines, a few mystery novels, and a book on personal finance, she looked stumped.
"Having trouble?"
"I can't think of anything else. Reading hasn't been on my mind since all this happened, so it's hard to get excited about being in a bookstore."
I saw her point and forcing yourself to spend money, especially with her background, will seem wasteful.
"Are there any hobbies you'd like to try?"
She looked at me, but I don't think she saw me. She was a million miles away thinking.
"That's an idea…" and she walked over to the cooking section.
We followed and found her in the Italian section and watched as she picked out a couple. "Lunch at the Dining hall the other day was ravioli and I thought I'd try cooking it myself after the cast comes off."
"Sounds good. I can't wait to taste it."
After that, ideas came easier. She picked up books of crosswords, English grammar and style, and some magazines on charities.
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My last stop was the stationary section. I picked up a couple more blue notebooks, but Petti Chinmi will be paying for those, and some for personal use.
Maybe I should start a journal. Get these thoughts out of my head and down on paper. Couldn't hurt.
I'd lost some school supplies in the crash, so I also picked up a set of pens in a dozen colors, some highlighters, and a new calculator. Those made the most sense to me out of everything I bought.
"I'm sorry, Mori-senpai. I just can't think of anything else I need."
I felt his hand come down gently on my head. "It's fine. You found some things and you can come back if you think of more. Let's check out."
My bill came up to 27,000 yen ($270).
"Now let's go to lunch," Mori-senpai said as we walked out.
"Lunch?"
"Yes. You're buying."
Nuts.
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Morinozuka Wheelchair Van:
"Thank you for picking an affordable restaurant, Mori-senpai. Their noodles were very good."
"It seemed the high end of middle class would be appropriate, all things considered."
"Mmmm, right there. Feel that knot?"
I was rubbing her ankle and calf. She'd made it through so far without the chair but was still getting used to using that leg after two weeks off it.
She did better at lunch than I thought she would. She didn't order the cheapest thing on the menu, nor did she make do with water, as I've seen her do at the diner.
For the next month or two, we'll probably have to remind her to use the card, but it will get easier. Breaking it in right away will help.
She deserves the best of everything after all she's been through and because of the wonderful person she is. Since the day I met her, I've always wanted to protect her and ease her life. I now have the opportunity to do both, and I won't let Ranka down.
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xXx
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Morinozuka Estate Library:
"Did anyone else watch Chika-chan win the gold medal at the world cup last night?" Honey-senpai asked.
We'd all gotten together to study. I miss the Sunday studying I used to do with Ritsu, especially since we'd get noodles, but everyone's classes are getting harder and finals will be here before we know it. We have our Wednesday's but it's not enough.
"We did! He kicked some serious ass," Hikaru shouted. Watching him, you'd never know he'd had such trouble last year.
Tamaki-senpai and Renge were sitting off by themselves. They've become so close. "We missed it, but we'll watch it tomorrow at the Host Club celebration."
"Did you order lots of cake, Tama-chan?"
"Of course, Honey-senpai. Satoshi took care of it, and you'll be happy with the selection."
I smiled, thinking of Chika not wanting a single piece. Honey-senpai forgets that not everyone loves cake like he does.
Satoshi caught my eye and nodded. He'd ordered some of Chika's favorites along with the cakes.
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After about an hour of quiet, I couldn't take it anymore.
"So, Satoshi, did you have fun last night?"
Everyone stared, their eyes going back and forth between us. Hika could barely keep from exploding with snorts and giggles.
"What do you mean, Kaoru-senpai?"
"I saw you with all those girls."
His face flushed, and his eyes bulged. I could almost hear him thinking 'shit'.
Mori-senpai looked over at him and asked, "Where were you last night, Satoshi?"
"I was at that under-20 club. Mother approved it." Now he sounded defensive. Wonder why. If his mother said he could go, there's nothing to hide.
"My club?"
Mori-senpai's club? How many does he own? Where does he find the time?
"Yeah, Taka. Your club."
"Hey, Mori-senpai. I didn't realize you owned that. Kaoru and I have been before with Naoko and Yuki. We had a blast."
"I'm happy you enjoyed yourselves," Mori-senpai said looking at us. Then he turned back to Satoshi. "What's this about girls?"
Satoshi shrugged, "I went solo and danced with a couple. Big deal."
"Did you get lucky and find a girl?" Kasanoda asked. I almost choked on my tea imaging Satoshi getting 'lucky'.
"I had fun. Is that a crime?" He's really defensive now. I don't think he found someone, just embarrassed he was seen.
As usual, Haruhi stepped in to calm everyone down. "No, Satoshi, it's not. Maybe Kaoru should have asked you about your evening when the two of you were alone." She shot me a glare. "Your social life is none of our business unless you choose to share."
"Thank you, Haruhi-senpai."
She nodded at him and said, "We're all headed towards finals. Let's get back to our studies."
And we all did, not wanting to cross Haruhi. I still wanted more details, and I'll get them later.
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Morinozuka Koi Pond:
As we were packing up, I asked Haruhi-kun if I could talk to her alone. She led me to the koi pond.
"I tend to gravitate here. It's so peaceful. What did you want to talk about, Renge?"
We both sat down, and I started, "I wanted to check in with you. How are you doing? Is there anything I can do to help?"
"You've been helping me catch up on my assignments."
"Yes, but is there anything else?"
I watched her watching the fish. I could see the debate on her face. What is she trying to decide to bring up or not?
With a huge sigh she started, "They gave me a credit card."
"So, we all have at least one."
"You don't understand. It was only sixteen days ago that I lost my dad. They keep saying they want me to be part of the family. Then they get me a phone, a laptop, a school bag, a lunch account, and now a credit card and trust fund. It's too much, too fast."
"The card's for living expenses, right?"
She nodded.
"Where else would you get that money?"
"They could have given me an allowance."
I smiled and wrapped my arm around her waist. "That's not how it works for some. Tamaki-kun gets an allowance because of his grandmother. It's a million a month (~$10,000). Some months he spends it all and others, there's some left to roll over into the next month."
"A million a month? And he spends it all? Dad only made 4 million a year and that had to cover everything for both of us."
Guess I didn't realize how tight it was for her. Four million a year? I've spent that on dresses for a season, not including shoes and accessories.
"I understand, Haruhi. It was a struggle and making it work was a source of pride. You have to remember, you're in a different world now and there's no going back. I'm not telling you to forget your commoner life and enjoy being rich, I'm saying there are different rules in this world."
"Renge," she sighed, deflating in her seat, "if no one tells me the new rules, how am I supposed to know them?"
"That's where I come in."
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I listened to Renge and all I could think of was I'm way out of my depth. I'm floating over an abyss and am lost in the waves.
"Saving money by buying cheap or cutting corners is looked down upon. I know it can be wasteful, but that's just the way it is. The elite families show their status by their wealth. You've seen all our mansions. They are status symbols. We host parties and balls, have business associates over for tea, and try to outdo each other. It's part of how the hierarchy is established, by wealth and what we do with it."
"I guess I hadn't had it shoved in my face like this before."
"What about Kyoya-senpai? I can't imagine him treating you to anything but the best."
Kyoya-senpai. That bastard. It's hard to even think about him without exploding.
But she has a point. "It wasn't a permanent situation with him. I was dating him, not part of his family."
"Alright, but you did see him flaunt his wealth. He moved out of that mansion and into a huge apartment. It takes up the whole floor of that building. It's bigger than he'll ever need, but he can't do anything less because of appearances. It could be interpreted that the business was in trouble if he had a smaller apartment and smaller limo."
"Fine," I huffed. Anything to stop talking about him.
"It's also what we're used to. Until you made us do the commoner challenge, the idea of saving money by buying a different brand never would have occurred to us. Hell, I have a perfume designed specifically for me. No one else in the world can get that fragrance, and it costs more than a million yen."
"You're joking."
"Nope. Maybe you should have one made."
"No way in hell. I don't even wear perfume."
"Just an idea."
"Well, it might be how the elite show their power, social standing, and wealth, but I'm not part of the Morinozuka's family. They're my guardians. I'm not being adopted."
"Haruhi, you have no idea where you have landed. It doesn't matter if you are adopted or a ward, you are now seen as part of the Morinozuka household. If you are not wearing the right clothes, going to the right parties, or associating with the right people, it reflects poorly on the Morinozuka's, and not just the parents, but Mori-senpai and Satoshi."
What I do affects them?
"The last thing I want to do is make the Morinozuka's look bad. I'm grateful for their guardianship and everything they do for me."
"Then, you need to consider what they've done and why. The phone and laptop, were they standard for the family?"
"Yes. How'd you know?"
"It's typical in large households with their own IT departments. Having standard equipment allows for easier security and tracking. But they don't go out and grab the first thing they see. Because of the standing and reputation of the family, security is critical. Business is discussed on the phone and through email. They need the best equipment to protect themselves."
"I hadn't thought of it that way." I just thought they wanted fancy phones, even after Eiji told me different. I've been so stubborn.
"Consider this, while the Morinozuka's have done all this because they care about you and want you to feel comfortable here, they also need to show society that they are taking care of you. You're their responsibility, and they can't be seen not stepping up."
They are doing this so they don't look bad…
I saw the look on her face. She seemed crushed. "Haruhi! Stop thinking they are only doing this for themselves and their reputation. Them giving you a trust fund will most likely never go public. I'm sure they did it because that's what they did for Mori-senpai and Satoshi. As for the card, they could have bought you the clothes themselves and anything else you needed. The card shows trust in you, and no one ever needs to know they did that."
What, is Renge a mind-reader now?
"Giving you all this is for you. Their reputation is secondary and a byproduct. You should feel honored they think so highly of you rather than think of it as a burden."
That was a little harsh, but maybe I do need to be hit on the head sometimes.
"So, what do I do now?"
"If some of it is too overwhelming, like the fund, set it aside until your ready. As for the card, start small and get used to using it. No matter what you buy, I guarantee you you'll be spending less than Mori-senpai or Satoshi."
"Mori-senpai took me shopping this morning at a bookstore. Made me spend 2,500 yen. Then I had to take him out to lunch."
"Good start. I'm sure I could talk the girls into a shopping spree. You need new clothes."
I must have a horrified look on my face because she started to giggle. "Maybe we'll hold off on that until the cast comes off."
"I'd appreciate that. Maybe we could hold off on it indefinitely."
"Nope. You need new clothes. It was one thing to be seen with the club when everyone knew you were a commoner, but you have to blend in now."
"The twins give me clothes."
"And now that you can pay, is it fair to them to not?"
My head fell forward and landed in my palm. "There's so much to consider. I'm drowning, Renge. I don't know what to do."
"Here's what you're going to do…when you don't know, ask me. Don't ask the boys. Status and reputation are completely different for girls. I'll be your guide through this."
"Thanks, Renge. You make a good guide. I don't feel stupid having these conversations with you."
"You're far from stupid. You're learning new things, so you start at the beginning and keep going."
I stood up and gave her a hug. "Thanks. You better get going before Tamaki-senpai rushes in here thinking we've both been kidnapped."
"True."
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Author's Note:
So, Kyoya found a code in his father's papers? Anything to do with the code they've all been seeing on money?
And that money conversation. I hit it three times in this chapter, because I didn't want to go in-depth again later with her. The parents, Mori, and Renge all gave her plenty to think about. We all know Haruhi. She'll figure out something that works for everyone.
What did you think about the dates? I need your opinion on the couples. Which would you like to see make it and which to do see being just a 'high school' fling?
(1) Remember this is an under 20 club, no alcohol.
(2) I wouldn't have any problem spending this much in a bookstore. The manga, books series, graphic novels, classics, magazines, and cool pens and notebooks. I'd spend it in a flash.
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Next Chapter:
Back at school. More about the code. And the debut of the new girl's uniform!
See you next week.
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