Author's Note: Welcome back to another installment of the soap opera that is 'The Next Phase'. Don't usually comment on current events, but please wash your hands, don't touch your face, stay at home if you can, and practice social distancing. Nothing's worth your health.
Disclaimer: Don't own it, never will.
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Date Posted: 3/21/2020
Trigger Warnings: Language, heavy make-out session, implied intimate things.
The Next Phase - Chapter 29: Neon
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Wednesday, March 16 (Continued):
Host Club Meeting/Study Session:
"There's really not much to talk about today. We're going to the Suoh apartment downtown this weekend, just the hosts. Anything that we've got now can wait until then."
"Thanks, Satoshi. The girls should be here any minute. I texted Naoko to let them know. We need to study. But first," Kaoru gave me a wicked grin, "Haruhi, Hikaru, and I need to take care of something in the back room."
"What?" I asked, knowing that I wouldn't get an answer.
"You'll see."
They won't just grab and drag me back there, but I don't want to hear all the whining. "Fine."
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"Everyone! Saturday night is settled. All the girls will come over to the apartment to get ready. We'll all go out to the gallery opening and then an amazing dinner. It's an amazing show, but you'll have to wait to see it. Dress for a cocktail party."
"Tamaki-kun, are you sure you want six girls descending on the apartment to get ready for a glamourous night out?"
"Sure. Why wouldn't I?"
"Clearly, Renge-san, he has no idea what he's getting himself into."
"No kidding, Tamaki-senpai. I took this one shoe shopping and it took hours," Kasanoda said, jerking his thumb at Shinobu.
"I'm sure you're exaggerating."
"Nope, but if you want them over, you can do what you want."
"Great, it's settled."
"What's settled, Senpai?" Haruhi asked as she and the twins walked back into the room.
"Holy shit!"
"Fuuuuuck me!"
"I know, right?" Kaoru bowed, gesturing to Haruhi.
She's stunning. That's one of the dresses she picked from Ranka's closet to have tailored for her. I remember sitting there thinking it was a good idea, but I'd never get to see her in that.
Black fringe with silver accents and sparkles. The skirt came down to mid-thigh with several rows of fringe from her chest to the hem. It didn't have sleeves, but wide straps. They must have cut away over half the dress for it to fit her.
"Takashi," Mitsukuni whispered in my ear, "your mouth's open."
I shut it with a click, hoping no one else noticed.
"Haruhi! You look amazing! Where did that come from?" Cho-san squealed.
"I designed it for her father, and she asked us to tailor it for her," Hikaru said. I remember the night he gave it Ranka at the diner. I found out about the liquor license tip that night. I need to contact our lawyers to see how that investigation is going.
"I'm glad you like it. I can't think of anyplace I'd ever wear it, but I know Dad's happy I had this done." She spun once and the fringe all stood out. "I guess it's OK to be girly every once in a while."
She turned back to the changing room. "I'll change out of this and we can start studying. Speak English tonight!"
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"This is stupid. Why the fuck do I need to know geometry?" Bu said, throwing her pencil down on the table.
"I'm not sure, Shinobu-san. I probably won't need it as a lawyer either. If anything, it teaches you to think logically and work with only what you can prove."
"There has to be a better way."
"Maybe, but you're not taking that class. Here. Let's go through this proof again."
We turned back to Haruhi's explanation, trying to let it sink in. I agree with Shinobu. This is stupid.
"It's almost time to break for dinner, but before we do that, Tamaki-kun and I have an announcement."
Three guesses what this is…
Renge was jumping up and down in her seat and couldn't take it any longer. "Our marriage contract is complete and signed!"
"Ooooooo! I'm so happy for you!" Naoko-san said. She ran around the table and tackled Renge with a hug. "Where's the ring?!"
"The proposal and announcement will be after Tamaki-kun's graduation. I can't wait!"
Now all the chicks but Haruhi and Bu are gathered around Renge, just throwing questions at her.
"When's the wedding?"
"Where will you live?"
"What about University?"
Then I heard in my ear, "You ready for when that's us, Asshole?"
"No fucking way. I say we don't tell anyone."
Bu was smirking at all of them. "I think I might actually agree with you on that one."
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Dinner at the Diner:
"BLT."
"Nachos."
"Club sandwich."
"Haruhi, you don't have to get that."
"I know. I like it."
"Hamburger and fries."
"Me too."
This group is a ton of fun, plus the tips are crazy good. I know he's too young for me, but Satoshi's great to spend time with. Last week, he slipped me a note about a club, and I went Saturday. He's got great moves and stamina to spare.
"Grilled chicken and pasta."
"Pancakes! With whipped cream!"
What a sweet tooth that little one has. "Your regular chocolate malt to drink?"
"Yes, please!"
"Cobb salad."
"Meatloaf sandwich."
"Are you sure, Tamaki-kun? It sounds revolting."
"I want to try it."
"I'll be right back with your drinks."
What a group!
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As Hisa put my hamburger down, she said, "Saturday was fun Satoshi. Are you going to be there again this weekend?"
Crap. I didn't want everyone to know about that.
"Not this weekend. I'll be out of town."
"Oh, that's too bad."
As soon as she was gone, Kaoru-senpai spoke up, "Saturday? Satoshi, our little player, what have you been up to?"
"Oh, nothing." Like anyone's going to believe that.
"Is this about 'Neon'?" Naoko-senpai asked.
"Maybe." How red is my face?
"Way to go, Satoshi," Kasanoda-senpai said, elbowing me in the ribs. "Older women."
I could feel Taka's stare on me. Here it comes.
"Satoshi? What's this about?"
"I go to 'Neon' every weekend I'm home and dance. No big deal."
"Hn."
We all jumped when Hikaru slammed his hand down on the table. "That's it! Let's all go to 'Neon' tomorrow night! Haruhi can wear that fringe. It's perfect."
"What?"
"Come on, Haruhi. It will be fun."
"It doesn't sound like a place I'd like."
"You'll love it, Haruhi. Kaoru and I go all the time. It's an underage dance club. No alcohol. Just dancing, video games, and picture booths."
"Picture booths!" Cho-senpai jumped in her seat. "We have to go, Honey-kun!"
"I'd love to, Cho-chan."
"Everyone agreed?" Hikaru-senpai said.
A chorus of yesses and nods were heard and seen, then Haruhi-senpai said, "No."
"Haruhi," Taka said, "I own it and have been needing to check in. Please come." Oh, does he have it bad.
Those huge eyes looked right into his and she said, "Alright, Mori-senpai." The 'for you' was implied.
Guess we're going out tomorrow night. I'll let my group know.
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Thursday, March 17:
Lunch, Ouran Dining Hall:
"Tamaki-senpai, do you know why Ootori is here?"
Everyone turned to the door and saw Kyoya go get his lunch. "He had to give a presentation in our history class. Guess he decided to eat here after."
"We should ask him to join us," Keiko suggested. I know she doesn't have any idea what Kyoya did to Haruhi, so how do we say no. Before any of us could stop her, she stood and waved him over. "Kyoya-senpai, come join us for lunch. We haven't seen you in forever."
Kyoya walked up to our table and said, "Thank you, Keiko-san, but I was hoping I could steal Tamaki for a private chat."
I gave him a strained smile and sighed, "Sure." He trapped me by asking in front of the girls. He knows I can't snub him here.
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Tamaki followed me to the next table, and we sat. I didn't want to do this here. However, this is the bed I'd made. Anywhere else, and he'd probably tell me to 'fuck off' in a polite Tamaki way. He can't do that in public.
"What do you need, Kyoya?" Surprisingly, his tone is curious rather than hostile. Maybe that's because Haruhi isn't here. She's at her business lunch today since tomorrow is a school holiday.
"I'll be quick. I know you don't want to talk to me." I watched my ex-best friend nod and reminded myself it was my fault. "I wanted to thank you for what you did at my father's funeral."
"It was for both of us." He leaned forward and set his chin on his fist. "Kyoya, I understand why a friendship between us is important both politically and businesswise, but this is difficult. It's a good thing Haruhi isn't here to see this."
"Of course, she isn't. Despite what you might think, I'm not a complete dick. I knew she'd be at a business lunch. I wouldn't be here if she was here."
"Good." He sat back and started eating.
"As for our friendship, it is important, at least an outward appearance. Since Keiko-san asked me to join you, I assume most of the girls don't know."
"Some suspect, and I'm almost positive Kasanoda told Shinobu-san, but you're right. They don't know."
I didn't think so. It gains them nothing to tell their girlfriends. All my actions against Haru would become public. I've never known a girl that could keep a secret except Haru. Plus, they would constantly try to make her feel better, and she'd hate that.
"And your father and grandmother?"
"Have no idea."
"Then we must maintain the assumption that we're friends. The Suoh and Ootori families have been close, and that needs to continue."
I was watching the group over Tamaki's shoulder. Renge had quite the sour look on her face, while Kasanoda's and Shinobu's glares could have cut through steel.
"Unfortunately, you're right. Grandmother will not tolerate problems coming from me. Especially now."
"Now?" What's happened that I don't know about?
He leaned forward again and lowered his voice. "This isn't public yet but will be very soon. She's naming Father heir. Renge-chan and I have a signed marriage contract. It states that I will be named his heir after Grandmother passes." I could see him quivering with excitement. He deserves this.
"Congratulations." He's worked so hard, especially the last year and a half, for this. They make a good couple. I hope that contract looks nothing like that abomination I tried to make Haru sign. "When will it be released?"
"Father's news will be announced at the Suoh board meeting next week. Our engagement and my proposal will happen at my graduation party," he said with a huge grin and sparkling eyes.
"That brings up the other subject I wished to discuss."
"Marriage?"
"Graduation." Idiot. "I assume we won't be holding the joint graduation party we had planned before all this."
"No, we won't. I understand why it's important, but it won't happen. I do not want my graduation and engagement party to be held in conjunction with any party of yours. I'm sure you understand why."
"I do." I understand and have no one to blame but myself.
"Then what is there to discuss?"
"Scheduling and appearances at each other's parties. Tell me when yours will be and I'll make sure I have a previous commitment I can't change. I'll schedule mine around yours, and you can make an appearance if you wish."
"What about the others? The Haninozuka's and Morinozuka's are important to your business."
"I'm not sure yet. I may decide to not have one. I still have a couple weeks and wanted to talk to you first."
The idea of celebrating my high school graduation when I'm already President and CEO of the Ootori Conglomeration seems petty.
"If you have one, I'll make an appearance with my father. I can't guarantee anything more than that."
"That's all I ask."
"Mine will be the night of graduation and will be held in our flagship hotel downtown. I'm inviting the entirety of the Host Club, all hosts, all guests and any boyfriends or fiancés. Father and Grandmother will be inviting all their business contacts. Renge-chan's father will also be inviting any contacts he wishes. I'm sure you'll receive an invitation as the Ootori Conglomeration President and CEO."
"I'll politely decline. It shouldn't be a problem to come up with an acceptable excuse."
"Thank you."
"Presents?" I'll need to send him one.
"I'm following Haruhi's example and asking everyone to donate to a charity instead. There will be a list available."
"Excellent idea. I'll do the same." I shouldn't ask, but I can't help myself. I've become a masochist where Haru is concerned. "How is she?"
"I'm not sure I should tell you."
"How about just her health?" Anything…
"Her cast is off, and she's doing physical therapy on her arm. Doctors say it will be fine."
"I'm glad to hear it." I didn't know about her condition, as she's not being treated by Ootori contracted doctors at an Ootori facility. I'm sure she never will again.
He stood hesitantly and began to pick up his tray. "I should be getting back. Are we done?"
"One more quick thing." He sighed and sat back down. "College."
"What about it?"
"Are you going to Todai?"
"Yes. So is Cho-chan." He tilted his head and asked, "You?"
"I'm actually not sure. I didn't want to run into everyone in class every day. What about Keiko-san?"
"Overseas somewhere. She hasn't told us yet." He finished his cup of tea and stood. "Maybe you should consider something like that."
"Maybe I will," I said to end the topic. "Thank you, Tamaki."
"You're welcome, Kyoya."
"And congratulations. I'm happy for you."
He went back to his table, and I sat at mine, thinking.
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"What did he want, Boss," Hika asked him when he sat back down with us.
"Just coordinating graduation parties."
Kasanoda looked like he was going to burst, so I stepped in. "What are you doing for yours?"
"It's going to be huge! On the night of graduation, I'll be hosting practically the entire school at our flagship hotel downtown. Father and Grandmother will be inviting all the Suoh business contacts, and Reynard will be asking all the Houshakuji business associates."
We listened to him describe food, decorations, and anything else he could think of. "It's going to be the best graduation party in the history of graduation parties!"
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That evening, Morinozuka Estate:
"That's it, Fujioka-sama. Stretch just a little more."
This is only my second PT appointment, but I can tell it's making a difference. Or it may be because it just feels so good to finally be able to move it again. Sleeping, eating, dressing, everything is easier now.
"Alright. We're done for the day. Don't forget to use the resistance bands and do your stretches every day."
"Will do. Thanks," I said, panting. Why am I out of breath after just that? No wonder the boys want me on the treadmill.
"See you Sunday evening."
With that, the therapist left, and the boys moved from weights to the treadmills.
"Aren't we going to go dancing later?" I asked.
"Sure, but that doesn't mean we don't work out," Satoshi said, waiving me over. "Come on, Haruhi-senpai. Thirty minutes on the treadmill won't kill you."
"I suppose not."
About ten minutes in, Chika broke the silence. "What time are we leaving?"
"We're meeting everyone there at 9:30," Satoshi answered. "The twins will be here at seven to get Haruhi-senpai ready."
"What? I didn't agree to that."
He smirked at me, like he knew the torture that was coming. "They have to bring your dress, shoes, and jewelry. They said they wanted to do your hair and makeup."
"But I have shoes already and don't need jewelry, and I don't wear makeup."
"Haru-chan, you know they like to dress you up. You'll be so pretty. Please let them!"
Honey-senpai gave me those eyes. Rarely can I come up with enough resistance to them.
"Alright. You all might as well make the most of this. I don't see me going to this club again."
I heard some disappointed moans, but just put my earphones on and tuned them out with English lessons on my MP3 player.
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Neon (Underage Dance Club):
"Thank you, Mori-senpai," Keiko-chan said as I handed her a gold colored ID bracelet.
It was an idea I picked up from another club and had implemented in both of mine downtown. When you came in, your credit card was scanned, and you were given a bracelet with a barcode linked to it. If the tab was for more than one person, everyone got a bracelet with that barcode. As you purchased drinks or food throughout your visit, the bracelet was scanned, and your tab was charged. A tip percentage could also be set. (1)
I'd called ahead tonight and had fifteen gold bracelets ready. Gold, indicating they were guests of the owner. I'd also had thirty black ones made for various security teams that would be coming in with us, although not all at once. I already had security at the club, but most of our detail heads will want to walk through at some point, with those guarding the higher profile of us (Kasanoda, Shinobu, the twins, Haruhi) staying.
Both the gold and black bracelets were going on my tab tonight.
The bracelet concept allowed everyone to stop worrying about cash and paying as they went. It also facilitated spending money, which is always a good thing for profits.
Haruhi was that last to pick up her bracelet from me, right after Chika. She was definitely nervous, which was odd. She's never been afraid of crowds that I've know of.
"Let me show you around, Haruhi," I said, offering her my arm. "I need to check in with my manager."
She took my arm, her eyes darting around, like she was looking for someone, but who?
My manager, Kawano-san, met me at the end of the bar and escorted us to his office. I introduced him to Haruhi, and he updated me on the business's status. I'd checked the profit/loss sheets before I came and knew the club was doing quite well.
After we were done, I took Haruhi to the bar for a drink.
"Just some tea, Mori-senpai." I waived the bartender down and got her a bottle.
Her eyebrow row in a question. "Only bottles here. No glasses. Saves money and allows customers to put their caps back on when not drinking. Prevents spillage and drinks being drugged. It's also easy to take them with onto the dance floor or put them in your pocket. Since they are all non-alcoholic, customers can walk out with them without an issue."
I watched her unscrew her bottle and take a small drink. "Makes sense." She's still looking around cautiously. I can't figure it out.
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"Honey-kun, let's get our picture taken!" Cho-chan grabbed my hand and wove us through the crowd to the picture booths. We get pictures everywhere we go! Our album is HUGE.
"Oh, look! That one had a disco theme!" She pulled me in, and we posed in crazy dance moves.
"Honey-kun, look at me," she whispered, and when I turned my head, she kissed me, and the camera flashed.
Wow.
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"Look at those two heat up the floor. They are completely made for each other."
"No kidding."
Yuki and I were sitting in the VIP section, drinking some sodas and watching the group. I hadn't been back here since I had that fucking flashback to attacking Haruhi and then that panic attack in the bathroom. I'm going to stay away from Haruhi tonight and hope nothing happens.
Kasanoda and Shinobu were all over each other on the dance floor, and as a fashion designer, I totally approved of what they had on.
He's wearing dark gray leather pants, riding low on his hips, and a black, silk shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, just like the girls like. Paired with black boots and his hair loose, he's hot and knows it. Her lipstick red leather pants are riding very low on her hips, and the matching leather halter leaves her midriff completely bare. She's got fucking awesome abs. Her shoes are the same color red and have huge, spiked heels. I bet she could kill someone with those.
"Thanks for hanging out with me, Hikaru, but if you want to go flirt with some girls, don't let me hold you back."
Yuki's been weird since she told me about her arranged marriage. "Don't let me hold you back either. You're not engaged yet. Have fun tonight."
"I don't think my future husband's family would appreciate me appearing in pictures dancing with different boys."
Mom and Dad would never stick Kaoru or me with that bullshit. What a pain in the ass, and will she even be happy?
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"I can't believe Mori-senpai doesn't have private rooms here." He spun me out and back, so my back was up against his chest.
"I can. There are too many teens here. He'd get raided every night by the cops."
"I guess. Still sucks." He bent his head down and nipped at my ear. "You are so fucking hot tonight, Bu. I might have to kill a few of these dickheads staring at you."
"Yeah, well, let them stare. I'm not dancing with anyone but you."
"Fucking-A you're not."
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"Let's go sit, Haruhi."
Her eyes tracked over to the VIP section and grew wide. "No, thanks."
The only people at our table right now were Hikaru and Yuki. Hikaru. Of course. She hasn't been to a nightclub since he attacked her. We're all idiots.
"How about going up to my office." I pointed to some one-way windows. "We can watch the floor from up there."
"Perfect," she smiled. "Thanks."
I led her to the stairs and escorted her up.
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"Hey, Satoshi. Thanks for letting us know you'd be here tonight."
"Can't come without seeing you lovely ladies. It'd be hell without you." I extended my hand. "Want to dance?"
"Hell, yeah."
She's one of the college girls that doesn't know how young I am, or she doesn't care. I almost didn't recognize her because of the wig. Hot pink and down to her waist. Goes with that little black dress perfectly.
I see a couple of the other girls taking pictures of us dancing. Bet those are going up on Instagram. Don't care. We're just dancing. It's not like I'm all over her, but I will be in my dreams.
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"I'm not all that great at this kind of dancing, Renge-chan."
"You're doing great. It doesn't matter as long as we're having fun."
And we definitely are. She's wearing this amazing green dress that doesn't even come down to her knees, and her hair is up, showing off her neck and shoulders.
I've been having more of those dreams lately, and I hope I have another tonight. It's OK to have those before marriage. Right? It better be. I'm enjoying them so much.
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"Kaoru, we really should be in the club," I panted as his hand came up my shirt.
"No one's going to miss us."
He's right…he has to be. I'm enjoying this too much. Once we got our bracelets and danced, we headed back out to the limo. Now we're steaming up the windows.
"Shit, Naoko, you're so hot," he moaned in my ear as he unhooked my bra. "Skin so soft. Taste so good."
With that, my shirt came off, his lips latched on, and my mind went blank.
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I really don't want to be here. It's boring. The time would be better spent training or going over my stocks.
I knocked on the door, and Takashi answered. "Chika. Is everything alright?"
"Yes. I'm just bored and saw you and Haruhi-senpai come up here. Do you mind if I join you?"
"Come on in."
She's curled up on the leather sofa, covered in a blanket, looking out at the crowd. Why's she tense? She's safe up here. Eiji's at the bottom of the stairs. I only got up here because he knows me.
"Hi, Chika. Why aren't you dancing? It looks fun out there."
"I don't dance," I said and sat in the chair next to her. "Why aren't you down there?"
"Too loud. I can't hear myself think."
I looked over at Takashi, and he shrugged. I didn't believe her either.
"How is your training? Are you ready for next weekend?" she asked me.
"Definitely. I'll win the gold again for sure."
"I'm sure you will," she said and started playing with the edge of the blanket. After a couple minutes she pointed, "There's Hisa-san."
Hisa? Our waitress at the diner?
"I guess Satoshi invited her. She was here Saturday with him."
I glanced at Takashi and could tell he does not approve.
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"Fuck, I'm hot."
"Yeah," I said, looking Bu up and down, "you sure are."
"Thanks, Asshole, but you know what I mean. I need a drink."
"I'll get a couple waters and meet you at the table."
"Deal."
I headed for the bar, looking around for the rest of the group. Satoshi's out on the dance floor. Bu's joining Hikaru, Yuki, and Keiko at the table, looks like Honey-senpai and Cho-senpai are still at the photo booths, Tamaki-senpai and Renge are off in their own little world dancing to some beat I don't hear, but I don't see Haruhi, Chika, Kaoru, Naoko, or Mori-senpai. I'd bet money Kaoru and Naoko are in a dark corner someplace, but where are the others?
Yuki couldn't find them either, because I heard her ask about them as I walked up to the table.
"Haven't seen them," I said, giving Bu her water.
"They must be around somewhere. If there was a problem, security would have told us."
"Duh," I mumbled, waiting Tetsuya over. He's on point for the VIP section. "You know where Haruhi, Chika, and Mori-senpai are?"
"Up in his office, overlooking the dance floor. Is there a problem, Ritsu?" First names in public. Don't want anyone hearing 'Kasanoda' and panicking.
"Nope. Curious."
"Well," Kaoru said, "That answers that."
"They should come down and have fun with the rest of us," Yuki said, pulling out her phone and sending one of them a text. Probably Haruhi. That's when I saw Hikaru tense up.
"Motherfucker," I said under my breath. "I totally forgot."
"What?" Bu asked, leaning in.
"Tell you in the car on the way home. Just help me keep Haruhi and Hikaru apart tonight and don't be weird about it."
"Okaaaay," she said, drawing out the word.
Yuki looked up from her phone, reading us the text, "They'll be down soon." I wondered if they really would.
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"Yuki wants to know where we are. I said we'd be down soon." Soon being a relative term. If it was up to me, I'd stay here in this office all night.
"You sure?" Mori-senpai asked. I'm sure he's figured out why I'm uncomfortable here. I know Hikaru is fine now. He'd never do that again. Ever. That doesn't stop me from thinking about it.
And I don't like crowds and can't figure out why.
"Sure," I said, standing up. "We're here to have fun, right? Let's go."
At the bottom of the stairs, I smiled at Eiji and asked where the restrooms are. He pointed and walked me over.
"I'll meet you guys at the table," I called over my shoulder.
After doing my business and being thankful Hikaru didn't make me wear stockings, I was washing my hands at the sink when a girl came up behind me and screamed, "IT IS YOU!"
I spun around and jumped up on the counter, sitting there shaking. I didn't think I could jump that high.
"You're the Hitachiin model, Fujioka Haruhi!"
She was pointing at me and calling over her shoulder to some girls at the long mirrors. "Get over here. It's HER!"
What do I do? Are they going to hurt me?
Then there were five girls crowded around me, firing questions without giving me a chance to answer.
"How'd you get the job?"
"Is it fun to work with Hitachiin Kaoru? Can I meet him?"
"Are you dating him?"
"When can I get the clothes?"
"Can I have your autograph?"
"Are you really still in high school?"
That's when the original girl said, "Hey guys, calm down. Can't you see we're scaring her to death!"
"Oh, I'm so sorry."
"Don't be mad."
"Are you OK?"
"Still talking," she said to her friends. "Everyone back up a step."
I took a deep breath and looked them over. Normal club dresses, shorter than mine, but almost everyone's here was. Heels that would have killed me. And over-the-top makeup, but it still looked good.
"Hi," I said, when it looked like they weren't going to say anything until I did.
"Hi," their apparent leader said back. "Sorry we scared you. We're just so excited to see you in person." The rest nodded.
"It's OK. I suppose I'm going to have to get used to it. This whole thing is new to me."
"But is it fun? Do you enjoy it?" one of the others asked.
"Not yet. I'm working on it."
"Can we ask how you got the job?"
Now that they were calm and asking politely, I realized I didn't mind talking about it.
"Sure. Kaoru's a friend of mine from high school. When I started interning at a law office, he decided to design a couple suits for me. It took off from there. When he came up with the idea for the line, I wanted to say no, but my father talked me into it. I told Kaoru I'd do it, but there were conditions, such as the charity tie-ins. He said yes."
"Wow. He's your friend? You're not dating?"
"Is he here tonight?"
"Yes, he's just a friend. He and Hikaru are around somewhere. Probably dancing."
"Do you get to keep the clothes?"
I had to laugh. "Yes. I test them out at my office."
"That's awesome!"
"You look so hot tonight. Did Kaoru-sama design that?"
"No, Hikaru did."
"Damn. You're so lucky."
"Maybe, but your dresses are beautiful too."
A couple of them blushed. I wasn't lying. They looked good.
"Thanks. I can't believe the Hitachiin model likes our clothes!"
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What's taking Haruhi-sama so long in the restroom? Why do none of the security teams on duty tonight have a female guard? We've got details from twelve different families here. We'll have to fix that.
"Kono, can you send Shinobu-sama to the restroom? Haruhi-sama's been in there a while and I need her to check on her." She's tough enough to handle going in and seeing what's wrong.
"On her way. We need some female guards. We're all guarding just as many girls as boys."
"I was just thinking that."
A couple minutes later, she walked up. "Hey, Eiji. I'll go in and take a look, but we need some female guards."
"Kono and I will look into it."
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"Shit," I mumbled when I saw five girls surrounding Haruhi. How'd she get up on the counter? Jump?
"Haruhi? You OK?" I asked in my yakuza voice. All six heads snapped over to look at me.
I felt like shit when I saw the relief on her face. I shoulda come in with her. I will from now on.
"Shinobu," she said, slowly lowering herself off the counter. It's like she finally realized she was up there. "I'm fine, thanks. They were asking about Kaoru's clothes and my modeling."
"Oh."
They took my tone seriously, and one of them said, "We should let you get back to your friends. Thank you so much for talking with us, Fujioka-san."
"You're welcome."
"Come on, girls. Let's see if we can find the twins."
They took off, throwing me looks over their shoulders. I poked my head out and told Eiji everything was fine.
"You sure you're OK?"
Her smile's so cute. "Yes. They surprised me, but I'm fine."
"Good. You done in here?" She nodded. "Let's get you a drink and you can sit at the table with us for a while."
"Alright."
Crazy bitches, scaring someone in the bathroom. What the fuck? I guess they were nice, but still…
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Honey-kun and I'd finished with the picture booths for now and joined the rest at the table. He ordered us some sodas.
"Get enough pictures, Cho-senpai?" one of the twins asked. Must be Hikaru-kun. I don't see Naoko-chan around.
"For now. I think we should all get one together."
"Can we all fit in a booth?"
"They have big ones for large groups."
"There's a great disco one, Hika-chan!" Honey-kun turned to his cousin, "Takashi, why doesn't your club serve cake?"
"Too messy."
"But I want some cake."
"There's some in the limo for the ride home."
"Yea! Takashi thinks of everything!"
Then I had a great idea. "Haruhi-chan? Can you teach me to bake a cake?" I asked quietly. It should be a surprise for Honey-kun.
"Sure. Is it a surprise?"
"Yes. Can we do it at my estate?"
"No problem. Next week sometime? I'll email you a list of ingredients."
"Perfect." She's so funny thinking we wouldn't have the things needed in our kitchen.
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"Kaoru?"
"Mmmmmm…"
"Kaoru?"
He's making me insane. His hands are everywhere, and his lips are following. We're both down to our under wear. Lying on top of me, I can feel all of him, and he wants me as much as I want him.
"Kaoru?"
He lifted his head from my chest and raised an eyebrow. That look. That look of total want and desire. His panting, and his heaving chest. Those abs. Those eyes.
"Did you bring any?"
"I'm never going anywhere without them again."
"Good."
His lips came down on mine softly. He switched to gentle. Why?
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Really sure?"
"Yes. I want you so bad."
"That's what I needed to hear."
Then his lips crashed on mine, and his hands smoothed down my sides to the top of my panties.
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It's getting late and most of us are sitting in the VIP section. We'd taken over a seating area with couches, chairs, and a low table in the middle. Nice leather. Guess Mori-senpai isn't worried about spills. It is the VIP section after all.
"Yuki-senpai, wanna dance?" Satoshi asked her. By this time, I think he's danced with almost every girl in the club.
"Not tonight, Satoshi, but thank you."
"Keiko-senpai, are you having a good time?" Haruhi asked me.
"So far." I want to talk to her by herself, but never get the chance. Maybe tonight. "Let's go play a video game."
That look is questioning my sanity, and she has every right to. I know it's not the best idea I've had, but my options are limited.
"Sure…"
Once over there, I told her I didn't really want to play. "I have a question for you."
"Alright."
"Do you like anyone?"
I've been trying to get Mori-senpai to ask her out since the masquerade ball, but no luck. I'm hoping I can work it from her side.
"By like you mean…"
"Yes. Are you crushing on anyone?"
A light pink blush appeared on her cheeks, but she said, "Not really. My life is too complicated, and I can't even think about that now."
Hmm. Who did she think of that made her blush?
"Dating someone might help with what you're going through."
She glanced over at the VIP section, but I couldn't tell if she was looking at someone specific. "I don't think so. It's crazy enough without that. I don't think I can do that again."
"Again?"
Now she's dark red and not looking me in the eyes. "Never mind." She started playing with her bracelet. "I'm going to go get a drink," and she turned and walked away.
Maybe Mori-senpai will tell me what she meant.
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Riding Home in Limos:
Honey and Cho:
"Thank you for seeing me home, Honey-kun."
"It's my pleasure."
He had his arm around my shoulder, and my head was leaning against his chest. This is the closest we've ever been, and it feels so right.
He must care for me very much. The cake is there untouched.
Hikaru and Yuki:
"You didn't have to take me home, Hikaru. I could have called my limo."
"I know, but what are friends for if they can't drive you home from the club."
She's sitting, facing the front of the limo, and I'm facing the back.
"Did you even have any fun," I asked. "I don't think you danced except for that one time with me."
"I did. I had a good time watching everyone. I'm not a big dancer anyway."
That's not what I remember from the Host Club ball's she's been to, but I'm not going to say anything. She's thinking of her reputation. Everyone has the right to protect that. Look at what I went through to keep everyone from knowing about being committed to the nut house.
"Well, at least you enjoyed it some. The gallery on Saturday should be better."
"Yes, it will."
When I get home, I'm cornering Kaoru and finding out what the fuck happened to him. He was only in the club at the beginning and right before we left.
Kaoru and Naoko:
"I can't believe we did that."
"Me either, but it was so good."
"Yeah, but I was hoping for a more romantic setting for our first time."
I hadn't even thought of that. Sure, she'd want it to be romantic. Duh, Kaoru. Good move.
"I'm sorry, Naoko. I guess I got caught up in the moment."
"Hey," she put her hand on my thigh and kissed me. "You weren't the only once caught up."
"Does that mean you regret it?"
Please say no. Please say no. Please say no.
"No. Not at all. It was wonderful. You were wonderful."
I blew out the breath I didn't realize I was holding. "I don't either."
"Then come here and I'll give you a goodnight kiss while we drive to my estate."
Kasanoda and Shinobu:
"So, what was that thing about Haruhi and Hikaru?"
"You're going to ask me that now? Are you crazy?"
She's straddling my lap, nibbling my neck, and she wants to talk about Hikaru? What the fuck?
"I'm curious."
"Shit. I'll make this quick. A year and a half ago, Hikaru was obsessed with her and jumped her in a nightclub." I put my hands on her hips. "Now, come here and kiss me."
"Are you insane?" she barked as she slid off and sat across from me. "Tell me everything."
Fuck.
So, I did but swore her to secrecy. Yakuza can keep their mouths shut, and she already knows so much about the club.
"And she forgave him?"
"Yeah. He's a totally different person now. Says he thinks of her as a sister, and I believe him."
She sat there, curled up on the seat across from me, her shoes long ditched. The look on her face was fucking funny. Pissed and can't believe she heard what she did.
"It's true. They've been fine ever since he came back. I think she was avoiding him tonight for his sake, not hers."
"Shit, Ritsu. Every time I learn something new about her, I'm knocked on my ass. She's extremely loyal."
"Yep. She is."
Can I get her back on my lap? "Get back over here. I wasn't done with you."
"You weren't done with me? That's a big, fat ego there, Asshole. It's more like, I'm not done with you."
"I don't give a shit as long as you get that ass over here."
"What ass?"
"That ass."
"Here it comes."
Tamaki and Renge:
"I had such a great time tonight, Tamaki-kun, and we have pictures to remember it."
"I'd never been in a photo booth before. It's quite the commoner's invention. Maybe we should get one for the Host Club. We could change its theme to match our cosplay."
"What a great idea! We could have costumes for the girls that would match the ones the hosts are wearing. Everyone could get a set of pictures with their favorite host!"
"That's perfect. I'll call Kyoya…" My head fell, and I stared at the floor of the limo. "No, I'll talk to Satoshi tomorrow."
"You miss him, don't you?"
"I miss having a best friend."
She gave me a hug and said, "I'm so sorry, Tamaki-kun. He ruined it and has no one to blame but himself."
Satoshi, Chika, Mori, and Haruhi:
"Sorry it's not your SUV, Haruhi-senpai."
"It's fine, Satoshi. There's four of us, and the limo looks better at the club, I'm sure." She yawned and leaned against my shoulder. It felt right.
"Yeah. It's a girl magnet."
Haruhi smiled at him, but I found it offensive. My own brother is using my club to find girls. I will talk to him later.
"Did you enjoy yourself at all, Chika? You mostly sat there staring at people."
"It's not my thing and you know it."
"Don't worry, Chika," Haruhi said, reaching out and patting his hand. "It's not really my thing either."
"Thanks, Haruhi-senpai."
By the time we were home, Haruhi had fallen asleep against me. I gently woke her up after I carried her upstairs.
"Thanks. I'm so tired."
"Sweet dreams," I said as I closed her door after me. I hope I have them too.
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xXx
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Author's Note:
Finally named the underage club. Neon is pretty generic, but why not? Had a lot of fun writing their night out. Hope it wasn't confusing. Thought I'd give Haruhi a positive experience with her fans. She needed one.
So, Kyoya's and Tamaki's talk…what do you think about graduation and colleges? I know what I'm doing with Kyoya but am interested in your opinions.
(1) I have no idea if this is actually done in real life, but I read this in another story – "The Only Constant is Change" by shaysdragon – and it sounded like a good idea, and something that Mori would have come up with for his high-end clubs. I'd originally pictured it as something like a hospital bracelet, but maybe a little classier.
BTW – shaysdragon, if you're reading this, know that I love that story and have read it several times. Please come back and finish…
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Next Chapter:
Host Club trip to Tamaki's apartment. A surprise for Umeko. And a surprise for you!
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