This chapter is pretty long, but I figured that it would be better to just have the ending be one chapter instead of split up into two.
Please enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club. I only own my OC.
Lobelia's Determination Is Fruitless!
"I promise you—we will bring you guys down! The Ouran Host Club will be abolished! All hail Zuka Club!"
Kyouya's glasses shimmered as he adjusted them. "I see. I understand your concern, but do you think maybe we can finish this later?"
Benio's eyes narrowed intimidatingly. "Are you saying that you're not going to face us?"
"Not at all," Kyouya replied, gesturing to an ill-appearing Tamaki. "It's just that our president is still bedridden from the initial culture shock."
"You see, Tama-chan is having his nappy-time right now," Honey explained innocently.
"Wake him up!" Benio growled.
Shun flinched at Benio's tone, but she decided to approach her nevertheless. Sighing, Shun bowed her head slightly in an attempt to smooth over the situation.
"I'm sorry if there's a problem," Shun said, "but I think you're being a little too dramatic. If possible, I'd like to avoid any confrontations at all."
Benio's imminent rage simmered immediately at Shun's request, and she took Shun's hand gently, encasing it between her own. "Well, since you're so endearingly polite, we might think about considering it."
As icing on the cake, Haruhi approached the Lobelia girls with three steaming cups of instant coffee. "I made some coffee. Would you ladies like to have some?"
Benio released Shun's hand as she elegantly sashayed towards Haruhi. "Why, yes! Aren't you the sweetest thing!"
"You two are real pearls amongst swine!" Chizuru remarked as she took a sip of coffee.
"You know," Benio commented, "coffee made by a maiden always has a more fragrant aroma."
Shun chuckled slightly. "That stuff's just instant!"
"I know—how about the five of us have a tea party?" Hinako suggested.
Suddenly, Tamaki sprang up from bed and ran towards the girls. "You girls have it all wrong! Don't you see there's nothing to be gained in a romantic relationship between two women? If that were the case, then why did God create Adam and Eve—!"
Seemingly out of nowhere, a conveniently placed banana peel appeared in front of Tamaki's feet, causing him to fall forward and dip his index finger into Hinako's hot coffee.
As Haruhi wrapped medical tape around Tamaki's burnt finger, Shun turned away and began making her way towards the exit. However, before she could leave, Benio reached out and tugged Shun towards her once again, doing the same with Haruhi with her unoccupied hand. She then stood up straight and faced the hosts, a determined expression on her face.
"Now that we know what's going on," Benio said, "we can't allow these maidens to stay here! We'll prepare their paperwork and have them transferred into Lobelia at once, and we'll welcome them into the Zuka Club!"
Haruhi quickly pushed herself out of Benio's hold. "Hey, just wait a second, will you? There seem to have been some misunderstandings here!"
"Yeah, you called Tamaki-senpai a halfer!" Shun pointed out.
"'Cause he is a halfer!" Honey explained. "He's half French and half Japanese!"
Haruhi sighed slightly. "Well, uh, anyway, I don't think it's fair for you to pick on the host club just because you don't think they have the same history as you do!"
"We barely have any history. We were just founded two years ago," Hikaru piped in.
"Yeah, the boss created it whenever he started high school here," Kaoru added.
Shun wilted as she racked her brain for more arguments. "Well, saying the club activities are just to satisfy themselves is plain wrong. We don't even charge the guests anything."
"While I wouldn't call it a charge, we do have a point system," Kyouya said. "We offer priority services based on the winning bids of auctions held on our website." He then typed something into his laptop, pulling up a web page. "Check this out, Haruhi. You're used mechanical pencil just sold with a winning bid of 30,000 yen. And Shun, you're graphing calculator sold for 65,000 yen."
Both Haruhi and Shun gawked at the screen. "What?! But I'd thought I lost that pencil! Why didn't you tell me about this before, Kyouya-senpai?!" Haruhi yelled angrily. "I had no idea you were collecting money!"
Shun slammed her hand down on the table, causing it to rattle. "I failed my math exam because of you! I needed that calculator with me in order to graph equations!"
"You can't sell other people's things without permission—that's stealing!" Haruhi shouted.
"It wasn't stealing," the twins denied, "you dropped those things on the floor."
Shun wheeled around, jabbing her finger in Hikaru's chest accusingly. "I did not drop that calculator on the floor! I always kept it in a pocket inside my bag, which means you rummaged through my belongings to get it, which means you stole it!"
"I didn't rummage through your belongings," Hikaru stated simply. "It was hanging out of a pocket on your bag and I caught it as it fell out."
"Then why didn't you return it?" Shun growled. Hikaru, having no answer, could only gulp and drop his gaze.
"I'm sorry!" Tamaki wailed, tears flooding out of his eyes dramatically. "It's not like we were hiding it from you! Here, Haruhi, you can have my pencil—it's got a cute teddy bear on it!"
"Senpai, I don't want your pencil," Haruhi said blankly.
The three Lobelia girls surrounded Shun and Haruhi as they stewed. "Oh, you poor dears, I can't believe they've been deceiving you two!" Chizuru said, her tone sympathetic.
"Hey, why don't you just dump these losers and come with us?" Hinako suggested.
"Hold on, Hinagiku," Benio said. "These young maidens have had quite a day. We'll give you some time to think about it—"
"That won't be necessary," Shun interrupted. "I came to Ouran for a specific reason, and I don't plan on leaving anytime soon."
Benio's look of surprise faded, replaced by a knowing smile. "Don't worry. Lobelia's all-girl baseball team is much better equipped, well-funded, and expertly trained. You certainly won't miss anything."
Shun gaped at her. "How did you—?"
Patting Shun's shoulder, Benio gestured dismissively to the other girls. "We'll come back for your answers tomorrow. Well then, adieu..."
As the doors shut behind them, both Haruhi and Shun faced the host club with cold expressions, sending a shiver through them.
"We'd better be going," Haruhi said, her voice devoid of any emotion. "We've got some thinking to do." Quickly, Shun picked up both of their schoolbags and stormed out of the room as Haruhi followed, the door slamming behind them.
The next day...
"Come on, Shun!"
Shun huffed, scowling as she rested her chin on her hand. However, when she turned to look at Haruhi, the stern expression she wore finally convinced her. "Fine, I'll go."
As the two girls walked down the hallway on their way to the third music room, they were stopped by an obstacle in their path. Well, more like three obstacles. Benio, Chizuru, and Hinako stood tall, lined up in the hall in such a way that they blocked the path.
"Hi, young maidens," Benio greeted.
"We've come for your decision!" Hinako announced. "Are you prepared to leave?"
"We're ready to confront those Ouran Host Club idiots and set things straight once and for all!" Chizuru said.
"Set what straight?" Haruhi questioned. Benio slid over to her and placed a finger under Haruhi's chin, lifting it up slightly.
"That you should come with us, and go to school with your own kind!" Benio answered, grabbing both Shun and Haruhi and bringing them to the host club's entrance. As Benio and Hinako swung open the doors, they were only greeted by complete darkness.
"What's going on..." Shun mumbled as she peered into the room curiously.
"Ouran!"
Two sopranos rang out amongst the quiet, soon to be followed by four more high-pitched trills (save for one).
"Ouran!" a deep voice rumbled, one that Shun found familiar.
"Ouran!"
"Ouran!"
The lights suddenly switched on, revealing all of the hosts dressed as... women?
"Ouran!" Tamaki stood up, his red dress ruffling as he did.
"Host Club!" they all sang simultaneously. Then, they held their arms out in a hospitable gesture. "Welcomes you!"
Heels clicking on the tiled floor, Tamaki walked forward to where Shun, Haruhi, and the Lobelia girls stood, all completely stunned. "Oh, Haruhi, welcome back!"
Honey twirled over to Shun. "Look, Shu-chan! I'm a princess now! Aren't I cute?"
Benio let out an offended gasp. "What is the meaning of this? Are you trying to make fun of womankind?"
"What? No, that's not it at all! Everything's going according to plan!" Tamaki assured. "Our strategy is guaranteed to make even a crying child smile! It's the Freebie Campaign!" He instantly struck a dramatic pose, along with the other hosts behind him.
The girls all stared with dumbfounded expressions, completely confused with the entire situation. Meanwhile, the corners of Shun's mouth began to twitch ever so slightly.
"My dears, you ladies have all lived sheltered lives at Lobelia, so you might not know that commoners are weak!" Tamaki said, his eyes twinkling with a bit of superiority. "They have a weakness for free things! Haruhi, Shun, you may be distracted by the Zuka Club, but choose us..." Tamaki swept out his hand to bring attention to the other 'women' of the host club, "...and you gain not only a host club full of brothers, but sisters as well!"
Shun and Haruhi stayed silent, their faces unreadable as the 'sisters' began parading themselves around the two.
"See, this way you can experience feminine bonding while staying in the host club!" Tamaki stated proudly, his dress flaring out as he twirled happily. "Isn't that a great idea? Aren't I pretty?"
"We're the Hitachiin sisters!" Hikaru and Kaoru chorused. "Which one of us is prettier?"
Hikaru suddenly leaned in, hiding his face behind a his paper fan. "I'm just teasing you!" At that, Kaoru giggled girlishly.
"Listen, Haru-chan and Shu-chan!" Honey waved his stuffed rabbit in the air to get their attention. "You can call me 'big sis' from now on!"
"Why, you, " Benio growled. "Do you idiots really think you can win them over like this? I've had enough of your fooling around—!"
In that instant, Shun lost her marbles. Both she and Haruhi blew up into hysterics, leaning on each other as they laughed uncontrollably.
"You guys are insane!" Shun cracked, holding onto Haruhi's shoulder for support while she clutched her stomach. This only caused Haruhi to lose her balance, and they both toppled to the floor, which only made them laugh harder.
"I knew you were a bunch of goofballs, but I didn't think it was this bad!" Haruhi chortled at her own comment and collapsed back onto the floor, where Shun was attempting to regain her breath. However, just as she calmed herself down, Hikaru, Kaoru, and Honey began chasing them around the room, causing both Haruhi and Shun to shriek with laughter.
"Are we really that funny?" they said. "Call me 'big sister'! Come on, do it! Just say it! Big sister! Say it, please!"
"Stop it, stop it!" Shun waved her hand in their faces, clutching her stomach desperately as she coughed. "I can't take it anymore!"
"What were you thinking?" Haruhi managed to ask. "What's gotten into you guys?"
Hikaru rested his arms behind his head casually. "We did this because we didn't want you and Shun to leave the host club."
"There's no reason to worry," Shun said as she wiped the tears from her eyes. "I already knew I wasn't going to leave, and I'm sure Haruhi made up her mind a long time ago."
Tears of joy flowed down Tamaki's cheeks, and it seemed the rest of the host club let out a collective sigh of relief.
"We're not going to give up on you maidens," Benio said as she raised her fist determinedly. "I swear this to you: someday, we'll come and rescue you from this place! And when we do, we'll abolish the Ouran Host Club!" She then waved gently at Shun and Haruhi. "Well then, adieu..."
As they twirled through the hallway, their legs suddenly swung out from under them due to more conveniently placed banana peels.
Shun rubbed her forehead. "What a day..."
The next day...
Hikaru looked around the room awkwardly. He had been standing next to Shun's desk for at least five minutes, and she still hadn't noticed, her nose buried in her math notes. However, after he cleared his throat, Shun finally lifted her head up.
"Oh, hey, Hikaru," she greeted simply before turning back to look at her notes. Just as she found the spot where she had left off, a rectangular object obstructed her view, placed right in the middle of her notes. Her eyes suddenly lit up in recognition, her head whipping up to look at Hikaru in shock. "My calculator...!"
Hikaru scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "I, uh, bought it back for you."
Shun stared up at him in silence for a moment, much to his frustration. Then, out of nowhere, her face broke out into a rare, genuine smile. "Thanks! That's really nice of you!"
Hikaru, momentarily caught off guard by Shun's smile, shrugged casually. "It was nothing, really. It wasn't nearly as expensive as the things I usually buy."
In an instant, the smile disappeared, and Shun transformed back into her usual indifferent self. "Is that so..." she muttered, turning back to her notes quietly.
In the background, Kaoru sighed exasperatedly. Hikaru, why do you have to be such a dummy sometimes?
Agh, rushed ending is rushed. At least we can look forward to the 'A Day In The Life Of The Fujioka Family!' chapters!