Well hello there Dearies!
HAHAHA! I'm early this time! I like this chapter so it was really easy to write…for the most part. Thank you for the love you guys have shown for this so far! WHELP, I'm making this intro a quickie so you can all hurry up and start ready, so enjoy my Dearies!
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 and ruined it for the public...maybe
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Chapter 8: I'll Make You Understand
After a long and painful weekend Monday had finally come. Today was the only day Haruhi had a couple of classes so she didn't have to worry about waking up early. Unlike her other school days that kept her on her feet, running from building to building. But she did remember that today was the official first day the Host club would be open.
But she would have to fit three hours within her ever bustling schedule. Luckily it wasn't too much of a problem as her classes seemed tightly knit around those few hours, she figured Tamaki had something to do with it. But either way she now found herself making her way to the new club room.
"Haru-channn!" she felt herself being pulled back as she saw Honey was now dangling off her arm, followed closely by Mori as usual.
"Hey Honey- sempai, Mori-sempai. How have you guys been?" she struggled to keep her balance while Honey kept pulling her arm around as he jumped up and down excitedly.
"We've been fine but we're even happier now that we get to spend more time with Haru-chan, right Takashi!"
She looked to see Mori give one of his small but rare smiles "yeah, we're happy."
"We really wanted to spend time with you at the Ball but couldn't find you" his eyes began to instantaneously produce tears. It was weird how his emotions changed so fast, and dangerous.
"What are you talking about, you were so busy you probably didn't have time to come and talk with me."
"Not-uh! We looked for you but we guessed you were extremely popular with the girls and that they swallowed you whole!" throwing his hands in the air and puffing out his cheeks like his mouth was full.
"Takashi was so worried he almost climbed the curtains to find you!" Looking past Honey she saw Mori shake his head denying the claim, and pointed at honey who would have been the more likely culprit of making such a spectacle. She knew if Honey had really asked Mori he would have done it without question.
"How could you not see me? It was too obvious-"
"Oh no we're going to be late for our first club day! Come on Takashi full speed ahead!" Next thing she knew Honey was sitting on top of Mori's shoulders while she had been picked up and cradled in one of his arms as he bolted across the campus. With Honey giggling the whole way to the club room, she on the other hand was getting motion sickness.
To her relief it didn't take them long before they had reach their destination, but what she saw before her eyes made her groan in despair.
"My god, are you freaking serious!" The room was larger than the music room they had previously used and it was by far more extravagant. Instead of a few tables and couches, it seemed that each host had their own designated open parlor areas. Each seemed to have their own unique design and style, included with custom furniture and décor.
"Mission 'bring Haru-chan to the new Clubroom complete boss!" Honey chimed happily.
In front of them was the rest of Mr. President and Mr. Vice-President, obviously waiting for their arrival. Upon seeing her, Tamaki grabbed her out of Mori's arm and swung her around, afterwards he gave honey a thumbs up.
"Good job you two! Well Haruhi, what you think? Pretty amazing don't you agree!" Tamaki dragged her throughout the room showing her each lounging area. Each more excessive then the last, for crying out loud Honeys was filled with frilly plush pillows, giant stuffed bunnies, and more cakes then he could possibly eat by himself! It was like a child's room, even the furniture looked like it belonged in a kid's room, it was all plushy and looked like pastel colors just puked all over the place.
Tamaki looked to her gleefully, his desire to hear her praise obvious. Standing by his side, Kyoya was too concentrated on writing in his book then pay attention to what they were doing.
'No fights, no acting brashly, and no making complete spectacles…'
Remembering his words from yesterday, he did say unless it involved the host club but by throwing a fit now probably wasn't what he meant.
She decided to grin and bear it, besides she didn't like upsetting him on purpose…it just accidentally happened, a lot. "It's nice… good job Tamaki-sempai…"
She tried to put on a cheerful face but it just ended up looking awkward, but then something caught her eye.
"What are those?" she walked over to one of the lounges, as if dividing each section there were curtains that hung from the ceiling to the floor. She ran the thin material through her fingers, it was soft but would be of no use for shading if its purpose was to act as curtains.
"Oh its neat right! Its sea foam colored tulle, I thought it up all on my own. To be more in tune with our guests and more attentive in our services. These are on railings that circle each area individually so when we have guests they will be closed, secluding the groups." She wondered if he really had come up with this idea, or if it was a certain shadow kings doing by leaving more magazines on his desk.
"But… its see through…"
"Exactly! It's a mystical barrier dividing our lovely customers from reality and transporting them to a dream realm for them and their beloved host to be together. As well as share the dream with others who wish to admire and connect with us!" Tamaki spun around in circles happily. Maybe she was wrong, she should have popped his bubble earlier.
"For those who dream and strive higher than others, we have these silk set of curtains that can be pulled over the tulle for a private audience with their dream prince!" he was on cloud nine, but it seemed he forgot to take his sanity up there with him.
Seeing him tug on a set of golden silk that was certain to deny any viewers, she watched the ongoing scene as honey started running back and forth with the curtains and Tamaki was obviously off in lala land. A circus, it was just all a crazy circus and she was one of the acts!
"Those are only used for the customers that pay a higher price to spend some one on one time with their desired host." Kyoya had moved to her side at some point and looked on as they continued to get carried away in their little display of madness.
"Mommy how you could be so bluntly cruel, don't kill the dream!" Tamaki began to cry as he clung to Kyoya's side desperately.
"Now, now daddy, it is time to open, you wouldn't want to disappoint any of the young ladies with your tears would you?" She saw how he smiled at Tamaki, and instantly changed his moody to upbeat and cheerful again.
They were always like this; Kyoya would say something that ultimately broke Tamaki's spirit, and with a barely any effort and just a few well-chosen words, he would have Tamaki bouncing back to normal. It was a circus alright, and one of those two was clearly the ring master.
"You're right mommy! Alright then everyone, once the lazy twins arrive, we will be officially open!"
The first day of the newly opened University Host Club was jam-packed. There was actually a long line outside the hall, it felt more like a meet and greet really. Ladies flooded in to ask each host personal questions as fast as they could.
Even though they would not spend more than ten minutes with each group of customers, it was probably planned to be like that for the first day so that everyone could be squeezed in. Of course customers would have to make appointments in the future, today was basically a walk in quick service, type of ordeal.
Haruhi could barely keep up.
If there was any upside to being forced to following Kyoya around it was this, she found a way around his strict dress code. Amongst the ridiculous mountain of clothes he had given her, she found a long black cardigan that tied together on the side and stopped just above her knees, completely hiding her outfit.
It was perfect.
Underneath she wore a pair of her jean shorts with a black tank top, all she had to do was keep herself covered. He wouldn't notice the top of her shirt peeking out since it was black, and let's face it, most the clothes he gave her were black. With her black flats she could pull it off and remain comfy for the whole evening.
It's not like she was intentionally trying to anger him or anything, but she needed some kind of relief! She had worn so much girly stuff lately it felt she was turning into an expensively dressed rag doll.
So there she sat in the car, as it pulled up to the 'Young Masters' home.
Aedan had been particularly quiet this evening. The past week they had been laughing and talking, this was very unlike his usual self. Even when she had greeted him earlier he had barely muttered a hello.
"So you're supposed to wait here in the car, Young Master Kyoya will come out when he's ready" Aedan spoke from the driver's seat. He sounded very monotone tonight. It wasn't like his usually bubbly self.
"So sit on our butts and wait? I say we infiltrate the kitchen and raid their fridge, we'll still wait but he never said we had to stay in one place" she attempted to kid but knew she had obviously failed with the terrible joke. But it did get Aedan to chuckle a bit, that was a good sign!
"You forgot to eat dinner again didn't you?" his chuckled died down.
Her stomach growled loudly in reply to his question, causing him to burst into laughter and her to kick the back of his seat trying to hide her embarrassment.
"Growing girls -need to eat!" he managed to say in between kicks. It was good that she could make him laugh even for a moment, but she didn't mean or expect it to turn around on her so quickly.
"It's not funny! I was running so late today I couldn't even grab a quick bite" Haruhi attempted to defend herself!
"Ow! Okay okay I get it, no more fatty jokes…" he snickered.
"No one said fat! Who are you calling fat?!" then she proceeded to kick his seat even more, at one pointed it caused him to hit the horn a couple times. It had been awhile since she had a carefree moment, it was nice to have someone to share it with.
Just when she had put her foot back on the floor and started to laugh with him they both heard the car door open. Instantly she regretted it, she looked to see Kyoya's glare piercing right through her.
"I'm sorry did I interrupt something? Should, I come back later so you two can play around some more together?" his tone scared her, she was actually afraid of Kyoya at that moment.
"My apologies Master Kyoya, it was my fault. I antagonized her too far." Aedan was apologizing to him for her. He was trying to cover for her and it made her feel terrible, like she was allowing him to take the blow.
But not once did Kyoya glance in Aedan's direction or even acknowledge him, he simply continued to stare at her. After a moment he climbed into the car and sat next to her, putting his seatbelt on he motioned for Aedan to drive onward, and so he did. As they were pulling off Haruhi couldn't take it anymore.
"Kyoya I'm sorry it really was all my-"
"Be quiet Miss Fujioka" he snapped at her, not caring to hear any excuse or apology she had to offer. She had really done it this time, she had never seen him this angry before, and right now he was really angry with her. For what? For having a moment of laughter?
The entire car ride was silent, he stared out his tinted window while she looked down as she fidgeted with her fingers. She had felt terrible, how did she keep messing up?
Eventually they reached one of the Ootori local hospitals, it was smaller than some of the main hospitals in the city but its reputation was still highly regarded. Pulling up to the front, there was already a group of people in fancy suits waiting for them, she guessed.
One approached the car and opened the door for Kyoya, while she figured no one would help her and that she would have to slide out, she then felt her hand being pulled. Aedan had gotten out of the car and opened her door, in the process he took her hand, offering her assistance.
Seeing the group of people surround Kyoya and trying to talk to him while ushering him inside, she figured she should hurry and catch up to him.
But not before she flashed Aedan an apologetic smile, she had put them both in a stupid situation and she would try to make it up to him later. Reading her expression he smiled back reassuring her it was alright. Releasing her hand she took off to Kyoya's side.
Unaware that he had witnessed the whole see.
Hours had passed and Haruhi could swear they had walked the entire building multiple times. She was thankful to whomever invented the elevator. She had been very detailed and precise in all the notes she had written down.
This was the first building with the oldest inspection date, many of the machines needed upgraded, and two more units would be added on in the coming months from the recent rising demand of the public. To top it all off several of the current units needed renovations, all of this writing and she had almost her entire notebook filled.
It was insane how much work needed to be done and she had to make sure she wrote quickly to keep up with him, for he would not wait for her. Several times she had found herself pushed out of the way so that one of the managers could grovel at his feet even more.
It was pathetic even to her standards.
Finally it had come time for them to depart, without even looking at her he dismissed her to wait for him out in the car. To him she had screwed up big time and now she was paying for it.
Out by the car she could see the back of Aedan's head facing her as he leaned against the car. Walking around, she saw that he was holding something in his hand.
"Aedan are you okay? Why are you out of the car?" she asked quietly it had been awhile since she spoke her throat felt dry.
Seeing her coming towards him he smile and held out a bag of what she could tell was sweet bread.
"Here, as an apology" she had been so occupied by listening to what Kyoya was saying in there that she had completely forgotten her hunger. Upon realizing she still hadn't eaten her stomach growled even louder than it did before. Taking the bag she began to chomp down on one of the breads.
"I'm sorry Aedan, it was my fault we got in trouble and you tried to take the blame, I'm really sorry…" she finished off one the bread and started on another, she was starving, and it didn't help that the guilt was still eating at her.
"Na, you were trying to cheer me up, and you did. Master Kyoya just had bad timing" he laughed lightly while scratching the back of his head. He was still taking the blame for it, she admit she did act childishly and probably should have chosen a better time to mess around, but wasn't Kyoya overreacting just a bit?
"Besides" he said bringing her attention back to him, looking over to her with a content expression on his face "I like to hear you laugh, it's sweet on the ears like a melody. "
Finishing her third sweet bread she spun her head in his direction. Wha…what did he just say? Did he just compare her voice to music? If anything she thought her voice was boyish and crude. He was being sweet to her, more so then he normally was.
"Haruhi…" Aedan slowly reached to tuck a stranded hair behind her ear, just barely brushing her cheek against his knuckles.
"Haruhi" she heard the familiar call of the voice that really did not sound happy at all.
'No, no, no, you've got to be kidding me!'
Spinning towards the hospital she finally noticed that they were not alone, for they had just given their boss a private show. Stuffing the rest of her food in her side bag she looked away from him, and took a step back as if there was a chance that she could escape.
"Do either of you even slightly comprehend the terms of your employment?" she guessed he was glaring daggers at the two of them.
"Master Kyoya let me-"
"Silence Minamoto!" his voice raised above its normal tone, which was rare, and not good.
"In case you forgot let me remind both of you; Aedan, you are the bastard of one of the members of the Minamoto clan whose infidelity with a foreigner caused a scandal, a scandal generously covered by my family. As a result the clan is indebted to the Ootori, and as a show of good will they offered you to a family who would have gladly rejected you, but I spoke up for you. Will you make me regret my decision now?"
Haruhi's eyes widened, Aedan's family had basically all but thrown him away. Deciding from his birth that he would be worthless to them, a dead weight that they would be better off without.
That made her angry, she then thought back to Tamaki, Aedan was so similar to him. Both being out casted by their families. But by the way they acted and how cheerful they always were you'd never noticed that there was so much pain stabbing at them in their backs.
"No sir, please forgive my brash behavior as of late" peeking over to look up at Aedan who was staring right back at Kyoya, with his expression serious and unafraid. He wasn't embarrassed or ashamed, he met Kyoya's eye with firm resolve.
"And Haruhi" she jumped at hearing him call out her name, oh no now it was her turn, bracing herself for some exaggerated but truthful lecture.
"Get in the car"
What? That was it?
"Aedan I left some files with the assistant director inside, go fetch them for me." Opening his door on the opposite side of the car he stood there waiting for her to get in. wanting desperately trying to evade getting in the car with him.
"Ah, Master Kyoya its okay, I can go and get them fro-"
"Haruhi Will you disobey me a third time this night?" his tone had softened from how he spoke a moment ago. But with one look in his eyes she could still see the anger hidden inside them.
As Aedan walked past her, he patted her shoulder lightly and heard him whisper, so as only she could hear him "It's okay, I've got this. Try to avoid making it worse."
Knowing that if she even turned her attention slightly to him, Kyoya would be even more displeased. Opening her door she slid inside her seat and closed the door abruptly. Followed by Kyoya who shut his door as well, and now sat there staring at her. She didn't have the gall to face him, she had never been this intimidated by him, sad to say this was the start of a whole new level.
"Haruhi look at me." He commanded her.
She couldn't do it. She didn't want to make it worse but if it called for looking in his eyes she would be torn down. As if sensing her hesitation, he sighed, he was done with this foolishness.
She was so focused on not looking at him that she didn't notice when he had reached over, grabbing her wrist and he pulled her towards him. Expecting impact against him she found it had come later then she thought. But instead of him, she was now on her side laying across the entire seat with him kneeling above her.
In a panic she twisted to laying on her back with her hands pushing against his chest. He was stronger than she realized. With one easily motion he took both of her hands in one of his and held them in a firm grip above her head. She kept her eyes squeezed shut as she attempted to free her hands, but it was no use.
Taking his free hand he rested his fingers under her chin, he tilted her head so that she was now face to face with him.
"What the hell are you doing people will see!" she exclaimed desperately praying that would get him off her.
"The windows are tinted to where you would have to press your face against them to see inside." Her hopes were snatched away just like that.
"Get off me Kyoya!"
"That is the third time in the past two days you have addressed me informally" he stated calmly.
"Kyoya, Kyoya, Kyoya, KYOYA GET OFF ME!" She shouted right in his face.
With his unreadable expression, she knew she had pressed some buttons then. But she didn't care, as long as he was on top of her she would continue her frenzied verbal attack. Just like that he slid his knee down the seat so that he was now fully resting his body on top of hers.
"This is clearly sexual harassment!" she tried to sound furious, she would rather sound furious then to let him know how she really felt. She prayed to god that her cheeks weren't as red as her face felt hot.
She was frozen, his body was firmly pressuring hers down into the seat. His breathing was even, he wasn't even remotely ashamed or affected by the situation he had put them in. How? Because she could feel his chest pressing deeper into hers every time he inhaled.
"You addressed me informally thrice; once being in front of another employee. You disobeyed me, you've talked back to me many times already, and you are trying to be intimate with one of my staff when I specificity told you not to. I am well within my rights to punish you as I see fit, you agreed to that when you signed your life away to me."
She didn't know that he had kept record of her misconduct, she had hoped he didn't. She thought that he had just let it fly by and give her warnings.
"I wasn't trying to be intimate, Aedan was upset earlier and I was trying to cheer him up!"
"He is a grown man Haruhi, he can take care of himself without you. He obviously is interested in you, can you honestly say you are not interested in him?"
"That's none of you damn Business Kyoya!" she fought back, she would not allow him to put all the blame on her for his own misunderstanding.
"You are wrong, it is my business. I don't allow others to touch what is mine."
"Who do y-" her lips were then sealed by his.
His lips were warm and soft against her. She struggled even more to free her hands but her efforts proved futile. This seemed so familiar, the way his lips moved against hers the feel of his hand leaving her chin as he wrapped his arm under her waist pushing her body up, and even more against him.
'Something to remember me by…'
No…no way it couldn't be.
Tamaki… the rest of the hosts… every time she mentioned the dress she wore at the ball or when Honey said he couldn't find her… They acted as though they had no idea, no, it was because they had no idea. Kyoya was the only one who knew then, it was his idea.
'My dear Haruhi, everyone saw, I just happened to have a more advantageous view than most.'
Then…Then that meant that Kyoya was her mysterious dance partner that night. Did this comfort her? Not in the least, but that night… she had ended up mentally fussing over him.
Pulling away from her long enough to stare into her eyes
"Princess" he whispered pressing their lips together once more. The way he spoke to her calmed her just a bit.
It was him. It was her stranger.
Closing her eyes she was just as surprised as he was when she return the kiss. She was unsure why she was doing this, but when they kissed it felt so instinctive, it scared her. For him, that was enough for now. She had kissed him back and that was what mattered. From there he released his hold on her hands and began moving his lips down.
He planted butterfly kisses on her chin, slowly moving down her neck till he reach the side where he then took his opportune moment and began to suck on her tender flesh. The sensation was foreign to her and caused her to gasp against her will. Unsure of what to do she grabbed on to his neat shirt as if her life depended on it.
He nibbled gently causing her body to shift underneath him, she had never done this before, what was she supposed to do? Just as fast as his had attached his lips to her neck he pulled back to examine his work. There on her neck was a nice size bruise, it would be easy to notice with her school uniform on, and she would have to take care to hide it if she truly didn't want to be exposed.
Sitting back on his knees he was straddling her, he gazed down at the results. Her chest was rising up and down rapidly, harmonized with her uncontrollable breathing, and her eyes glossed over. He waited patiently for her to come back down to earth, he smiled inwardly. He knew that she had come to realize just who the masked stranger was that night.
It didn't take her long her for it to dawn on her what just happened. She smacked her hand to her neck, probably harder then she intended to and ran her fingers over her new battle wound. Though she couldn't actually feel any bump, her skin was definitely hotter in that one spot then the rest of her.
"What did you do that for?" her senses quickly returned to her.
Reaching down, with one pull of the string that kept her cardigan together, he tossed the opening of it apart revealing her black tank top and denim shorts.
"Did you honestly think I wouldn't notice?"
She sat up swiftly pulling her legs out from underneath him; curling them against herself and closed her cover back up so her outfit couldn't be seen. He adjusted his clothes and smoothed out any wrinkles. How did he notice when she had been so careful to conceal it from him.
"Having the audacity to dress like that when I have provided you with adequate clothing. Do it again and you'll get worse then that little brand on your neck." He threatened her such a calm manner that she wasn't sure for a moment if it was a threat or not.
"Why Ky- Master Kyoya? Why did you do that?" she finally asked breaking through her long kept silence. Turning to look at her he gave a look that sent chills up her spine.
"I own you Haruhi, I don't like what's mine to be touched by others."
Aedan appeared seconds later with a large file of documents, had he planned this? The drive home was silent not a word was spoken between any of the three. She would have so many questions for him tomorrow, but for today she would remain silent. After Kyoya ordered Aedan to return Haruhi to her apartment they still both sat quietly. Not daring to utter a word.
Though it didn't take much for Aedan to notice the way she kept her hand over her neck the entire time, or how she ended up sitting on the opposite side of the car from where she originally got in.
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Oh my, oh my, what HAVE I done?
Well my dearies I really hoped you enjoyed this chapter, I know I did.
Oh and side note: When I first created Aedan I had an image who he would be. So when choosing his last name, Before I put it in print I researched it, the Minamoto clan was one of the great four ruling families way back when. (Plus was the name of a character in a game I just played haha) They were the descendants and sibling of Emperors. So I thought perfect! Rich, powerful, ancient family, I'll give you a bastard! Don't worry I'm not duplicating Tamaki… BUT YOU'LL HAVE TO WAIT AND SEE NOW DEARIES WON'T YOU!? MWAHAHAHAHA!
TATTY BY FOR NOW MY LOVELIES!