A/N: I really have nothing to say, except for my disclaimer: I don't own OHSHC. That is all.
Oh yeah, what the characters say isn't exact... since I don't have a script and watching it while doing this is too much work... Just enjoy.
Kind
Kaede
"So... Are you saying I'm not kind?" I glared at the two Hitachiins. They shrunk in fear. We were talking with each other before host club hours, and, since Ootori was busy doing whatever the hell he does, I was stuck with the twins.
"Well, no-" Hikaru started.
"-it's just that you-" Kaoru continued.
"Are just not that kind of person," they ended, with fear in their eyes. They started inching away. I shrugged. I wasn't exactly the nicest when it came to them, anyways.
"Oh well; I get that a lot," I said, standing up. Their eyes widened at my nonchalant reaction. "So... what are we doing today?"
"Cosplay?" I asked, picking at my costume. It was like Kyoya's; except it had a shirt. The host club ogled.
"Er... Kae-chan, you don't look like a boy anymore," Mitsukuni-senpai said, eying my chest area. The others did the same.
"Please don't do that," I answered with a cold touch. While I was redressing, they went into position. When I came back out, I saw a rather confused Haruhi in front of the club. "Hey Haruhi... you're late, you know." I raked a hand through my hair, comfortable in my usual jeans and boyish shirt for host club hours.
"I thought it was April," she said, looking around. Quite honestly, even though I'm a rich kid myself, I don't know how they had the money to make this tropical place in one day. Tamaki-senpai started going on and on about kotatsus and the miraculous school heating system, but I started looking around with Haruhi.
"Shiraishi-kun, you will not be cosplaying?" asked the girls, looking at my outfit.
"Oh no," I said. "I'll be touring around with Haruhi for now. Call for me if you need anything." Aligning the bangs covering my right eye, I told them, "Please be patient, my princesses." I still can't get used to calling every girl a princess...
"O-of course!" they chimed, sparkling. The students at this school really don't have anything better to do. They're so innocent around here, it's amazing, I thought, turning to Haruhi and Ootori, who were talking to each other.
"The guests seem even more worked-up than usual, huh?" Haruhi commented, looking at the twincest scene the twins were doing. I almost gagged at the girls who had hearts around them.
"A little moderate exposure is popular," said Ootori. Always the one to look for profit, I thought. I walked up to them, but kept silent and out of sight until they finished their conversation.
"Did you come up with this tropical project, Kyoya-senpai?" Haruhi asked.
"I have no decision-making authority. This club's policies are all laid out by the king, Tamaki. Although, I may have found it worth the effort to casually slip a photo book of Bali onto his desk," he said slyly, fixing his glasses as Haruhi looked somewhat blue. I decided it was the right time to interrupt.
"That's creepy, Ootori," I commented, making them jump. "And the way you push up your glasses is kind of geeky." Onii-san had told me that pushing your glasses in the middle was geeky and pushing them in the side was scholarly (he was a glasses guy). He was the eldest, the one who was kind, and the heir to the Shirai Company.
"What's creepy, Kaede, is sneaking up behind us," Haruhi said. She sweatdropped at my sudden appearance. "And what's with that random comment?"
"It's something I learned from Onii-san," I said, aligning my bangs again. "The one that's nice, of course. You know him, don't you, Ootori?"
He nodded. "Ryo Shirai is a good person," he commented.
"Ryo? Refreshing?" Haruhi asked. "Don't tell me he's like Tamaki-senpai?"
"Oh, well," I fished in my bag for my wallet, which had a picture of my brothers and I. "This is him, and my other brother, Aki-nii." I pointed at the two people with dark hair; one smiling (Ryo-nii) and one scowling (Aki-nii). Haruhi looked in disbelief.
"What the? They're good looking too..." She seemed turned off, as good-looking guys haven't done her any good lately.
"Are you serious? I don't consider Aki-nii handsome... Maybe that's because he's always scowling." I smiled warmly at the thought of my brothers. I kinda miss them. Haruhi suddenly took the photo in my hand.
"Wait, you look so different in this picture," she squinted her eyes to look at my younger me. It was taken before I had gone to middle school. "You look so happy, and your eyes are uncovered," she observed. I gently took back the photo from her hands.
"Wait, isn't your appointment, like, now?" I said pointedly to Haruhi.
"Oh, shoot.." She rushed to her guests.
"I could say the same for you, Shirai," Ootori said, fixing his glasses.
"They can wait," I smirked back. "By the way, do you host, Ootori?" I asked, curious. "If not, I can help you with your calculations of the club's budget while I host." He flinched, since he didn't like me peeking into his precious notebook. "Since," I said, smiling, "you miscalculated the last time."
We all crowded around Ootori after school, except Tamaki-senpai, who was eating ramen in the corner. "Sir, stop eating that commoners' ramen, and come help us with the dance party planning," Hikaru said.
"Is Princess Kasuga taking a liking to Haruhi really bothering you that much?" asked Kaoru. He was referring to that girl I saw Haruhi with earlier, saying that "he" was her new favorite host.
"That's inconsiderate, you two," I scolded. Before I could continue, Ootori interrupted me.
"Her illness isn't something that just started, right?" he said.
"Illness?" asked Haruhi.
"Wandering host hopping disease," Hikaru explained.
"Otherwise known as the never-the-same-boy-twice disease," Kaoru added.
Ootori explained further. Sounds like a dumb disease, if you ask me.
"Up until last time, she was with Tama-chan, right?" Mitsukuni-senpai piped in.
"Ah, this is because he had his guest taken from him," Haruhi said in realization.
"It is not! That's not why!" Tamaki yelled angrily, rushing toward us. "I'm at the limits of my patience! Haruhi, start dressing like a girl!" I chuckled darkly. It caught the attention of the club.
"Oh, at the limits of your patience, Tamaki-senpai?" My eyes glinted. "Stop your whining and do your duties as president, sir," I said softly, but dangerously. Everyone in the room shuddered. "C'mon, I don't have all day. Let's plan this dance party."
"Yessir!" all of them (except Ootori) chirped.
In the end of the meeting, Haruhi found herself burdened with the task of learning how to dance. That didn't help with Tamaki's...er...condition.
"Ouch," Kasugasaki said, wincing as Haruhi stepped on her toe. It was after business hours, and Haruhi was practicing with Kasugasaki (much to Tamaki-senpai's... madness).
"Sorry," she apologized. They continued doing this, back and forth. Ootori stood beside me, looking over their lesson.
"Does this count as a dancing lesson?" I asked, inhaling a sharp breath as Haruhi once again stubbed poor Kasugasaki's toe. I reverted my gaze to Tamaki-senpai, who was in the corner, sulking. "Look, he's planting mushrooms again!" I pointed to his direction. "What a loser." Outta nowhere, an arrow stabbed Tamaki-senpai.
"Tono's sad because he didn't get to practice with Haruhi," the twins said, coming up behind me. I bonked their right arms.
"What did I say, you two? You get hit on your dominant arm if you come up behind me," I threatened them quietly. They shook their heads and waved their hands, unable to speak under my steady gaze. I didn't get to scold them as Haruhi tripped and ended up pinning Kasugasaki to the ground.
"Sorry," Haruhi apologized. As a flirting scene emerged, Tamaki-senpai inched closer to complete darkness.
And so, the afternoon drew on, and a series of events unfolded with Kasugasaki-san. To sum it all up, she's in love with her fiance Suzushima and is host hopping to try as a desperate attempt to get attention from him.
Like always, we somehow ended up with a plan to help the couple. I sat down, subconsciously remembering what they were saying, and rested my head on my hand. I have a splitting headache again, I thought, looking through my bag for aspirin. I had gone to the doctor to check out the cause of my migraines, but apparently it's a combination of stress, the inability to take care of myself, and extremely detailed eyesight.
After I swallowed a pill, I felt a tapping on my shoulder. Ootori was behind me, with a genuine smile.
"Care to dance?" he asked courteously, bowing a 90 degree bow.
"Sure," I said, not curtsying, but nodding my head in recognition. The two beginners weren't dancing; now it was time for the advanced to take the floor. We took position. "Are you better than before?"
"Of course."
Third Person
The host club gathered to see Kyoya and Kaede, who were gracefully dancing in perfect sync. Kaede's hair was mesmerizing; they followed its waves as Kyoya dipped her perfectly, her eyes closed and expression in total peace.
Anyone could see that Kaede was doing most of the awe-inspiring moves, but Kyoya was in the background, leading, making the floor all Kaede's. They all clapped at the end of the performance. The boys stared as Kaede brushed her somewhat tousled hair with her fingers, letting it all fall to her left shoulder. She laughed. "Damn, Ootori, you've actually gotten better," she said, her eyes filled with laughter. All of the boys blushed at the sight of a truly happy Kaede. Music was really almost the only way to make her laugh and smile.
At the end, she was exhilarated, her hair of the way for once, and grinning.
"Nice to see your face for once. It's almost like you're back to normal," Kyoya remarked, smirking. Kaede, upon realizing that she showed her whole face, quickly composed herself. She walked to her backpack and got out a cheap looking brush. Everyone else, though, looked confused.
"I going to fix my hair," she said, walking out of the room. The host club wasted no time to question Kyoya.
"What's with Kaede? Ne, ne, Kyoya!" Tamaki asked eagerly.
"She used to show her whole face?" Hikaru questioned. They had never seen her full face until that moment. She was 50% more beautiful... everybody thought, sweatdropping.
"What do you mean by 'back to normal?'" Kaoru inquired. Kyoya suddenly turned serious, pushing up his glasses (the nerdy way).
"Kaede used to always be laughing and smiling," he said, with grave eyes. "Back when we were little, she never threatened anybody or hit them, and she never covered her face with that emo hair of hers." All of them gasped, as Kyoya showed an old picture of her.
"Is that even the same person?!" they all asked incredulously. She was a 5th grader in the picture, with her hair in pigtails and a huge smile on her face.
"I know... she's changed."
Kaede
When I got back, I saw all of them in their places, preparing for the dance. They all seemed... suspicious. I kept it to myself.
The next week, I found myself dressed as a girl (ha, bad for Haruhi) in the host club dance party. I stood beside Ootori, constantly peeking into his notes and being pushed a bit away by the protective boy. When it got boring, I got my own leather notebook and began observing the place like Ootori.
"My little lambs, who have gathered here tonight," Tamaki-senpai started grandly, "Ouran Host Club bids you a fond welcome... to this dance party." He elegantly bowed, and the chandeliers turned on, one by one, creating a nice effect. The orchestra played grandly, as the girls clapped in awe.
The host club bowed, plus me, who had changed into a boy for the opening. Ootori said, "We invite you to enjoy yourselves to your heart's content, as you dance with the host club members." He added, "In addition, the guest who is recognized as the best dancer, as chosen as tonight's queen, will receive an impassioned kiss on the cheek by the king."
All eyes reverted to Tamaki-senpai, who, so charmingly, said, "Good luck to you... baby." Some girls fainted, and some had hearts around them.
I looked to Haruhi, who looked miserable. The twins came up behind her. "Your enthusiasm is low, Haruhi," they commented.
"I'm not used to this kind of thing," Haruhi confessed, looking to the ground. "The only dance party I've been to is the bon-odori festival in the neighborhood park."
"You probably can't call that a dance party," Ootori and I said together, writing in our notebooks.
"Well, you're here anyway, why don't you try the cuisine?" Ootori suggested, not even looking up from his notes. "There's a real spread." From that, Haruhi looked interested.
"A spread?" she asked. "L-like with fancy tuna?" Aw, she looked so adorable with her innocent look. The host club's reaction was quite interesting. Ootori's pencil snapped, the twins and the third years comforted a beet-red Haruhi, and Tamaki-senpai ordered Ootori to get fancy tuna there.
"Damn, you host club guys are too indulgent," I said, raking my hair.
"You're a good dancer, Momoka-san," I complimented, dancing with one of Haruhi's guests, since she was kidnapped by the twins after going out on the dance floor with Kasugasaki. Ootori made me change into Katana, since I wasn't doing anything as Kaede. "I'll recommend you to Haruhi, if you'd like." The girl blushed profusely.
"N-nah, I'll stay here with Katana-kun, if you wouldn't mind," she stuttered. I took on a soft look.
"Oh, it's okay. I'd think I was protecting you from stubbed toes," I smirked. She blushed even more. We separated, seeing the long line of girls waiting to dance with me. "Well, girls, I have to go, but I might be back." I flipped my hair, aligning the bangs covering my right eye. The girls had hearts in their eyes, and were blushing.
"O-okay!"
"You're quite popular with the girls," Ootori said, as I got out of the changing rooms dressed as a girl. When the club laid eyes on me, they all were surprised.
"It's not my fault you guys just left the poor girls with no one to dance with," I replied, flipping some unruly hair out of my left eye. "So... let's start the stupid plan."
Haruhi emerged from her changing room with a wig on and a dress. It really was a cute sight. Then, Tamaki-senpai came in. "Hey, what's the big idea, having everyone here?" he scolded. "Who's look after the guests-" He was cut off as he saw Haruhi. He stared, lovestruck.
"What do you think, Tono?" the twins asked, looking at Haruhi next to the staring blonde idiot.
"Haru-chan, you look cute!" Mitsukuni-senpai cried. Haruhi walked into the hall, rather weirdly.
"Dude, you are walking the weirdest walk in the history of walks," I said, smirking. "Heels can't be that bad; I wear them all the time." The guys looked to me, the more trained girl, with wide eyes.
"Maybe Haruhi should spend more time with her," they murmured amongst themselves. I put my hands on my hips.
"I'm going to ignore that for once," I said, then shouted to Haruhi. "Good luck, and you better not mess this up!"
"You know, I read your guys' love letter for the plan,' I said nonchalantly, sitting with the twins and Ootori as Haruhi and Tamaki-senpai went through with the plan. "Anything with 'love-love-love' or 'I want to rendezvous with you on Noah's Ark' can make any boy think that the girl is a nut-head."
"How are we supposed to know what to put?" the twins asked.
"You guys are so inconsiderate; don't you ever read your love letters?" I said.
"Sure we do," Ootori spoke for the three. I sighed.
"...You three have such a low opinion for girls," I commented, sitting back on my chair. "What would you do if I was the standard girl?" The twins exchanged glances.
"All boys would die," they immediately replied.
"Very true."
In the end, the couple was together, and I experienced seeing a gay kiss right before my eyes. Accidental, of course. Tamaki-senpai cried and cried, but it was his fault anyways.
Ootori and I congratulated the new couple in their engagement. The two were all smiles, laughing and lighthearted. "Kaede-chan," Kasugasaki said, "Are you and Kyoya-kun dating?" Suzushima and her looked to us with big eyes.
"Pfft, n-"
"Yes, we are," Ootori said, humoring the two. I stared at him, but his look had no malice. I won't bother him about this, then.
"Oh, wait," I exclaimed, looking in my bag for something. "I forgot, I wanted to give this to you two." I held out a teacup, with a scenery of England painted on it.
The two gasped in delight, and Ootori looked at it in interest. "This must've been expensive!" Suzushima said, observing the teacup.
"Nah, I did it myself," I told them. Their eyes widened.
"But-but-but this is professional work!" Suzushima cried. "Are you pursuing art?"
"Actually, no, but I took a lot of classes when I was young," I said. "If you'd like, I'll give you a couple more teacups made by myself."
"Really?! Thanks!"
[Third Person]
"So... Kaede really can be kind...," Hikaru admitted, looking at Kaede giving the couple beautiful teacups she designed herself.
"If she could be like that more often..." Kaoru said wistfully, referring to the young child in the photo. The two mischievous twins looked at each other. They just had an epiphany.
A.N.: Review, review, review... I write slower without any comments, brutal or nice.
-AmbiWriter-
