I just finished chapter 49 of Kuroshitsuji... I'm so glad [you know who this person is if you read the manga] didn't actually die...hAhA! ever notice how fanfiction is kinda like manga? you're always waiting for the next chapter to come out! So about the last chapter, let's make boob tape a hot topic to talk about JUST the creep people out XD ( turn your head to the left to see the face i just made). Wow. this is the longest authors note I've ever written^!^ Oh yeah i forgot to tell you guys. ( i forget, did i actually tell you this in an another chapter?Eh, whatever you probably forgot too) the bold font in the story is people's thoughts. I think i did tell you that...
Haruhi woke up the next morning wondering if last night had actually happened. It didn't seem too realistic in her mind. She said good morning to Tsumi-kun, quickly opened the door to her room and walked to the kitchen. She opened the fridge and got our two eggs and milk. She reached up on top to one of the cabinets to get out the pancake mix. Then she reached up to another cabinet to get a big bowl. She cracked the two eggs into the bowl, and threw the shells away. Next, she poured about on cup of milk into the bowl and mixed it all together. After that was done, she poured a cup of the mix into the bowl, and stirred it up until it was a smooth paste-like batter. She turned on the stove and put it on medium heat. She took a big spoonful of the batter, and dropped it gently onto a pan, in the shape of a perfect circle. She waited a minute or two, then flipped the pancake over. When the pancake was done she flipped it onto a small plate. (A/N: what now! you want pancakes don't you? DON'T YOU!) She repeated this process, using up every single drop of the batter,finishing with a tower of perfect honey golden pancakes. She put the plate on the table, got out two more plates, forks and knives and knocked on her dad's room door.
"Otou-san? Breakfast is ready." She heard a quiet mumbling coming from his room. "Otou-san?" She slid the door open, to find Harry reading a scroll, twitching, muttering something like "I will not force Fujioka-san to do me." She also noticed her father had tied Harry's feet together, and handcuffed him to a dresser.
"Otou-san!" she yelled at her father, who was sleeping happily in his futon. He didn't wake up, and by the looks of it was having a very pleasant dream. Haruhi went to the kitchen to get a pair of scissors, went back to her dad's room and cut the ropes binding Harry's feet together. He jumped at her, hugging her tightly with one hand ( still handcuffed) and felt something soft. He looked down, stared at her chest a few seconds, nearly having a heart attack.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't know.. um, I didn't mean to! I'm sorry!" he blubbered out.
"It's okay, it's okay. calm down." Haruhi patted his head. "Did you get any sleep last night?"
He shaked his head slowly and rested his head on her shoulder. She set him down gently on the ground and went back to her room. When she came back, she had a key in her hand, which she used to unlock the handcuffs.
"Are you hungry?" she asked. He nodded. "Come with me."
As they sat down at the table, Harry stared in awe at the gigantic stack on pancakes. Blimey, did she honestly make all this herself? He thought as she handed him a plate.
"How many do you want?" she asked
"Er, two is fine.." he said, still in shock. She used a knife the pick up two pancakes, and slid them onto his plate. She handed him the maple syrup, said "Itadakimasu." And started eating. He poured some syrup onto his pancakes and cut a triangle into them. He popped it in his mouth. It's like I'm back at Hogwarts… He savored every bite. "Why'd you make so many?" he asked her when he was halfway done.
"The host club usually comes over on the weekends, and I don't want to have to do more cooking." she said plainly
"I don't think Hitachiin-san and Tamaki-sempai like me very much." he said worriedly
"I don't think they like you either. And they probably know about last night since my dad tells Kyouya-sempai everything." she said. Harry widened his eyes. "Kyouya sempai is really close to my dad." she shuddered.
"Hey." he said
"Mmm?"
He kissed her gently on the lips and said "Good morning."
Her face turned a light shade of pink. She heard a soft "Ahem" coming from her father's room. She turned her head slowly, towards the voice. Her dad was in his pajamas and his long red hair was in a ponytail. He wasn't wearing any makeup, so you could see his gruffly little beard.
"Boy! Rule number 675!"
"I am not permitted to touch her when she's…er….un-taped." Harry said quietly, blushing and looking away from the two Fujioka's.
"OTOU-SAN!" Haruhi yelled.
Someone knocked on the door. "Haruhi! Come out and play with us!" she heard Tamaki, Hikaru, Kaoru and Honey said
"And you're okay with that?" Haruhi hissed at her dad. He just shrugged.
"You weren't kissing them last night now were you?" he said bluntly. Haruhi sighed and walked back to her room. Harry heard the sound of tape being rolled out, and then it was silent. Haruhi came back to the living room with a flat chest (O_O) She opened the door with a bored face.
"What?" she asked
"Haru-chan! Haru-chan! I brought cake!^-^" Hunny said happily.
"Nnn." was all that came from Mori.
"Haruhi! Let daddy hug you!" Tamaki yelled stupidly. Ranka hugged Haruhi tightly from the back, giving Tamaki a death glare. Tamaki shuffled backwards, nearly bumping into a small kid who was playing with a toy plane.
"Sorry, but I can't come out right now. I have a friend over." Haruhi said
"Ooooh was it a sleepover? Did you two talk about feelings and paint each other's nails and talk about boy-?" Honey started, but was immediately cut off by Mori, who was gesturing in the general direction of Tamaki.
"We wanna meet our toy's friend!" the twins whined.
"But you already know him." Haruhi said plainly. You could see the fire in Tamaki's eyes.
"H-Him?" he said darkly. "A boy? But Haruhi! Boys are so ICKY! And they have cooties! Daddy will not allow it!"
"Daddy will allow it." Ranka spat. Tamaki backed away again. "Especially since I can trust this boy with my daughter. Somewhat.." he eyed Tamaki like a hawk to it's prey. He silently muttered the "somewhat"
"Ne ne, Ranka-chan, can we see who Haru-chan's friends is?" Hunny asked sweetly. Ranka nodded, moving out of the way, taking Haruhi with him. The Hosts peered into the apartment, where they saw Harry- who was oblivious to the current situation- happily eating the pancakes that Haruhi had made for [them?]
This was mainly a filler chapter.. sorry that nothing really happened...
