Hello and good morning my dearies!
Wow I'm getting excited by the reviews, follows, and favorite! You guys are the best thank you all so much! The computer at my work is on lock down because my co-worker did something with her Iphone and boom, computer crashed, six hundred bucks just to send it in and now I'm terrified to plug any USB or device in… SO I WROTE MY CHAPTER DOWN AND RE-TYPED IT ON MY LAPTOP SO THAT I COULD HAVE IT OUT BY TODAY! HAHAHA! At the end of this chapter I have a little surprise hehehe (forgive any spelling errors once again I found little to none)
WARNING: NO KIDDIES ALLOWED! Sorry my little dears but this is rated M for a reason! Read at your own peril!
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host club characters or any of works done by Bisco Hatori! If I did we all know I would have made it much more of a love fest...maybe
Chapter 3. Dresses, shoes, and Accessories Oh My!
Walking up the stairs to her apartment, Haruhi found herself exasperated by Kyoya's direct line of control he could now exercise over her anytime he saw fit. Maybe it wouldn't be that bad? Kyoya was always very blunt, yet maybe the term 'slave' he used lightly in this case, it wasn't' like he would made her walk around in chains or brand her, or at least she hoped.
'Oh crap I didn't get a chance to ask Kyoya-sempai about my school uniform!' She ran to the railing and attempted to catch the drivers' attention before he could take off, but to no avail he was already gone.
She sighed loudly "Guess I'll have to call him and ask" she glanced down at her watch.
"It's still early, I hope he's not too busy, I'm not ready for another lecture right now." muttering to herself she dropped her head in despair.
"Haruhi is that you?" she could hear her father from the inside of the apartment call to her. Before she had the chance to open the door it came it slammed wide open followed by her dad flying out the door capturing her in a tight embrace and started jumping up and down excitedly.
"Oh Haruhi you sweet, wonderful, fantastically brilliant child!" she was squeezed even tighter.
"Dad I'm getting nauseous and you're cutting off half my body's circulation!" She struggled to break free from his iron embrace with little to no luck at all.
Releasing her after a moment later but still keeping her hands in a gentle grip "oh I'm so sorry, after all women often forget their own strength " he giggled.
"Dad, you're a man" Obvious fake tears began streaming down his face.
"Oh Haruhi how could you be so cruel to your dear papa!" As if on que, their little spat was broken off by three men in stylish black suits emerging from their apartment gaining her attention. No words being exchanged as they promptly started down the stairs in complete silence.
'What is going on here?'
At that time a fourth stranger had withdrawn from their home halting his steps but not before approaching them. As he stood before the pair of them she observed him after other three men had disappeared below from her view. The one in front of them held a noticeably large yellow packet in his arms careful not to damage it.
"Hey who are all of these people?"
Instantly Haruhi felt her hands being released and watched as her dad seemed to float to the side of the stranger, grabbing one of his hands and shook it ecstatically.
"Everything is in order Miss Ranka; my employer thanks you again for your cooperation and understanding."Ranka squeal before looking at her and giving a thumbs resulting in her looking away, ignoring his flamboyant attraction towards that man.
"Oh no, thank you Yuki-Chan! You are so amazing and strong setting everything up so quickly I swear you did all the work yourself, you were so, quick!" Even more confused by the ongoing scene at the clear passes that her dad was basically throwing at him.
"Dad you didn't bring some of the bars customers home again did you?" He gave her a look of disbelief.
"that was only a couple times and none were recent!" If they weren't customers from his job then who were they?
"It was nothing Miss Ranka, everything is set up and accounted for." He seemed to genuinely smile back at Ranka.
"Now I must be going, it was a pleasure meeting you." Holding out the folder to Haruhi "for you Miss Fujioka" hesitating only for a minute she took the envelope.
"Now then I really must report back, goodbye." owing to both of them he made his way down to the ground floor.
"Come by anytime Yuki-Chan!" He waved goodbye with an expression of pure bliss and a slight blush to match.
Everything in order? Wait a minute maybe he overloaded and went on a complete shopping spree… oh no not again!
She bolted into their small apartment scanning for evidence. As far as she could as she see there were no boxes or anything new in the room worth noting. Her dad's bedroom door was slid wide open and no change could be seen that she was aware of. Finally after examining the room for a moment she turned to her dad who had trailed in behind her closing the door.
"Dad what did you buy this time?" she repeatedly pressed the issue.
He giggled again happily "Oh Haruhi you should have at least told me! I want to borrow some of them, and when you grow tired of some you should give them to your beloved daddy dearest!"
Finally she had hit her breaking point "Dad would you please just tell me what the hell is going on here!?"
"Why Haruhi your new wardrobe of course!" he ran over to the sliding door that led to her bedroom and slammed it open.
She was frozen in place. Unsure if she should outraged, pissed off, infuriated, or just down right embarrassed. Whatever she was, she was definitely mortified. Inside her room the entire opposing wall was wracked with clothes, shelved with shoes, and even cased with different types of accessories!
"What is all this crap!" she finally let loose and screamed hollered.
Ranka was already holding up one of the outfits spinning around causing the bottom of the skirt to fly about.
"Dear Kyoya-Chan called earlier to let me know some of his family handler, one of whom is extremely handsome might I add, would be over."
She wasn't done yelling "why did you let them in!?"
He stopped mid spin "well he explained your terrible plight about your school uniform, so he said he offered you a job!"
That was all he mentioned? Of course leave it to these two to continue keeping in touch with their constant 'updates' concerning her. Looking down at the yellow envelope given to her she noticed that it had a note stuck to it
'For any questions you probably will ask, again.' Accompanied by a weird little doodle of that was supposed to be… a smiley face? She guessed 'Even his smiley face doodles are ominous…'
"If I had known he would be such a generous boss I would have offered him your employment a long time ago!"
"Don't go selling out your own daughter like that!"
"But look Haruhi how cute this dress is!"
"I don't wear dresses!"
"If I wear this and you wear that skirt over there we'll look like sisters! Everyone already says so!"
"No one says that!"
"I can finally be able to have frilly sleepovers together with my daughter, like best friends!"
"Who sleeps in these kinds of clothes!?"
"…Rich People?"
"They're not even pajamas dad!" Putting the outfit back on the wrack he pretended to pat the wrinkles out, not turning to face her just yet.
"Listen Haruhi" his voice deepened and sounded more serious.
"Kyoya-Chan has been very generous. Willingly giving you a job like this knowing how much it will cost and what a burden it might be to take on someone else's financial responsibility, even for the wealthy expenses can add up quickly."
She had not thought about that. To her the members of the host club were just her friend; she never really considered any financial responsibility to actually be theirs, but instead their families. Was Kyoya paying her from his own pocket or was it his family's money? Never thinking other than that their money was unlimited or the amount of resources and connections they acquired was just a number. It was their lives, their inheritance, and their responsibility.
Sure they would show off their wealth, a lot. But she hadn't considered how their actions would affect their families. Would Kyoya's family be mad when they found out he had hired her without their permission, and for what? Just to pay off some her school costs.
"So please be considerate of the position Kyoya-Chan has put himself in and the great opportunity he has given you." He was right of course.
Alright then, she would do her job to the best of her abilities and make herself make herself as helpful to Kyoya and not burden him anymore then she already was.
Entering her room she sighed in defeat "fine I'll do my best… and keep the clothes." Even though she was sure they would be added onto her debt as well as extend her workload.
"Oh Haruhi!" He jumped at her with a huge smile tackling her to the floor, she had a look angst.
"But you can't have them."
He looked at her teary eyed "But Haruhiii!"
The next day Haruhi felt much more blended into the school crowd then she had the previous day. The male uniform that had been placed among her new wardrobe was actually quite comfortable. If it had been any other host member giving her a uniform it most likely would have been the very dainty female uniform making her at least try it on before they came to their senses and remembered the issue of keeping her gender a secret. Well their issue really, she didn't care one way or another about be outed that she was a girl.
But still it would probably cause less trouble for everyone if her gender remained male to the public. Tomorrow her schedule with the Host Club, classes, and her new job would become more time consuming, thus allowing her less time to study. 'Balancing club activities, school studies, and going to Kyoya-sempai's for work shouldn't be too difficult' she thought to herself.
"Haruhi!" she heard someone calling her name from behind, looking back she came to see the twins making their way towards her.
"Hey guys, what's up?"
"Where are you going? We might have some classes together" Hikaru said as they both wrapped their arms around her shoulders
"I'm pretty sure we won't have most or even any together." she gazed down at the schedule in her hand, before she could realize what happened Kaoru quickly snatched the papers out of her hands.
"What kind of classes are these?" he asked while Hikaru snatched the papers from his hand in turn.
"Are these even real? how do you even pronounce that last one?" she managed to grab back her schedule back from them.
"Cut it out guys I don't have a lot of time before my first class" looking at the map of the university trying to figure out where she was supposed to go. Without warning they hooked their arms with hers and started dragging her away towards the one of the closer buildings.
"Guys seriously, where are you two taking me?"
"To the public speaking class of course." Kaoru replied.
"its one class we at least have together" answered Hikaru. At that moment she just let herself go limp
'here we go again' she inwardly smiled to herself.
After her last class of the day Haruhi took a minute to take a good stretch, her classes had been amazing, she really had enjoyed herself immensely. It would be a long road ahead of her but her education would pay off in the end when she accomplished her dream of being a doctor. Speaking of which, she should start heading home so she could get ready for her first official day. It still didn't feel like work, it was Kyoya-sempai calling it a job and him her boss just felt unreal. Packing up her back she began walking outside the class room but stopped when she saw a familiar figure leaning against the windowsill waiting for her.
"Kyoya-sempai what are you doing here?" she questioned him as he scanned over her quickly, their gazes meeting eventually.
"It appears the men's uniform hides your gender well enough" not this again.
"Kyoya-sempai you have a bad habit of not answering any of my questions..."
He chuckled lightly "yes my apologies Haruhi."
He swiftly recomposed himself "I just came to oversee my latest investment; I doubt I'm wrong but didn't your class end eighteen minutes ago?"
'Exactly eighteen minutes ago, is he keeping tabs on me?' She was taken aback.
"Yeah but I was writing down some extra notes to make sure I'm prepare for anything later on."
He studied her for a second time before giving her one of those smirks. Those incredibly eerie smirks that gave off one signal messages; don't worry nothing bad will happen it's not your fault, but later you'll be scrubbing the floor with a toothbrush.
"I'm glad to see you working so diligently, then I shall expect to see you exactly at five o'clock ready to work just as attentively." With that being said she watched him walk down the hall till he had turned a corner down another hallway vanishing from her line of sight.
'Five o'clock sharp what time is it I wonder…' pulling back her sleeve to glance at her watch.
"4:19! It's fifteen minutes to my house alone and twenty to his leaving me only six minutes to get ready! What the hell!" Any who even glimpsed in her general direction only saw only saw the blur of a figure moving too fast for the human eye to track.
Run Haruhi! RUNNNNNN!
Well then how did you like this filler chapter? Not satisfying enough you say? well how dare you! Well then because you are so demanding I refuse to type another chapter today! ...That's why I wrote TWO yesterday! Hahaha yay me! I did it and I really can't feel my writing hand now! I was pen pushing the past two days writing these two chapters for you my beloved readers! So stay tuned, another chapter will be uploaded within 24 hours!
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