"Hikaru, Kaoru," Kyoya addressed two of the three underclassmen that had finally decided to join the rest of their club members in the hallway. It had, after all, only taken six minutes and twenty-two seconds of knocking, shouting, threats, worried ramblings, pacing, and Tamaki's inner mind theater going into overdrive. Kyoya had timed it from the first knock.
The twins looked up at the sound of their names being uttered by the dark looking fShadow King. Haruhi could feel them stiffen at her sides as the three of them stood outside the now closed door of 4291.
Realizing that he had their attention, Kyoya stated, "Haruhi's tardiness seems to be rubbing off on you both."
"That's not the only thing that she's rubbed off on us," Kaoru joked, tightening his grip around the girl as he let a lazy grin cross his face. His mirror image on the other side of Haruhi was not one to disappoint, and followed suit by letting an identical grin form on his lips. Hikaru's grin, however, was directed more so at the club president than anyone else. Haruhi, on the other hand, had a dull look plastered across her face as she waited for the events to unfold.
Tamaki blurted out something incomprehensible and his face turned crimson. Unfortunately for the "prince-type", Hunny had already grabbed onto the expensive white material of the shirt he was wearing and was preventing any advancements the younger blond might make to harm the twin that had uttered such a "lewd comment," or maybe just both twins to save him the time of going after the other later.
"Thank you, Hunny-senpai," Kyoya said, massaging his temples, "And, Hikaru, Kaoru, Haruhi" - he sent them each a pointed look - "don't let it happen again."
"Aye, aye," the twins chorused, momentarily releasing one of their arms from Haruhi in order to provide the "cool-type" with a mock salute.
"Tama-chan!" Hunny exclaimed, looking up at the flailing senior he had trapped, "let's go watch the movie! I want candy! I'm hungry!"
The twins looked less excited about the prospect of having candy for breakfast.
"We want breakfast," the twins deadpanned, "waffles, maple syrup, eggs, bacon."
"O-oh and cake!" exclaimed the blond senior.
Tamaki's eyes lightened up in understanding as he hastily pulled out his cellphone, "We can order breakfast and have it delivered to the theater!"
'Being the son of the ship's owner definitely has its perks,' Haruhi noted as her self-proclaimed "father" rambled into the receiver of his cellphone, placing the orders that each of the club members shouted out. Kyoya, of course, was never one to speak over a certain volume, and coolly ordered a spicy sausage dish.
"Haruhi?" Tamaki tossed the girl a questioning glance, sliding the phone away from his mouth after providing the person on the other line a quick "one moment." She realized he was waiting for her to place her order.
"I'm not hungry," Haruhi said.
"Nonsense! Daddy could never let his darling daughter starve! Daddy will order you these scrumptious French pastries which I know you'll absolutely love. "
"Mori-senpai and I already ate breakfast," Haruhi supplied.
Tamaki's eyes widened. The twin's jaws dropped. Hunny looked at Haruhi, then at his cousin, and then back at Haruhi. Kyoya took this new piece of information down for further notice. Takashi looked indifferent.
There was a voice coming from the other end of the line, speaking in an indecipherable voice. Kyoya, realizing that his friend was still in shock, grabbed the phone and said, "Deliver the food to the theater. That is all," before hanging up.
"W-Wha... Wait... when did you eat breakfast?" Hikaru stuttered out, looking down at the girl in between him and his brother.
"This morning," she replied.
"You could've woken us up!" Hikaru cried out.
Haruhi looked at the older twin. After a moment or so of thinking, she replied, "I didn't think you two wanted to be up at five in the morning. I'll make sure to wake you tomorrow so you can join me."
The twins looked at her, looked at each other, and thought simultaneously, 'Is she serious?'
Kyoya waved his hand elegantly in the air for a brief moment, interrupting the group from further continuing on with their discussion, "We have breakfast waiting for us in the theater."
Hikaru was shooting dark looks at the tall senior as they made their way down twisting hallways, multiple corridors, and the likes. He let his arms wrap tightly around Haruhi and, with a quick glance to his side, he could see that his brother had done the same. Takashi, however, was ignoring the twin's "if-looks-could-kill" expressions. Thankfully, it was only a matter of time before they reached the movie theater which, Haruhi had correctly assumed, was the one that she and Takashi had passed by during their earlier "exploration."
They entered the theater's lobby where they were immediately directed to another section by one of the members of the theater staff.
"Theater four," the man, dressed in an elegant tuxedo, had said before he escorted the group to their assigned room. He promptly dismissed himself afterwards.
Theater four was a spacious, dark room. Haruhi could only suppose it was meant to be designed in the typical movie theater style. However, rich people could never seem to replicate "common" things. The room they had been assigned was obviously meant for a small group. The only object in the room that Haruhi could relate to a normal movie theater had to be the screen set up against the front wall.
Instead of sticky floors and seats that one had to sit in to keep down, there was plush carpeting and extremely comfortable looking furniture. What appeared to be a concession stand was situated against the back; popcorn and soda machines included.
The food had already been delivered, Haruhi noticed. There was a serving trolley with plates of food on top, concealed by metal covers in the center of the room. Hunny was the first to react, running over to search for his cake. The twins followed suit, then Tamaki, and finally Kyoya who followed patiently behind.
The two cousins took the smaller couch. Kyoya and Tamaki opted for the individual chairs while the twins dragged Haruhi towards the larger couch and seated her between them.
"So what are we watching, my lord?" Kaoru asked as he lathered maple syrup across his waffles. After using half the bottle, he leaned over Haruhi and offered his brother the rest.
Tamaki looked up from his poached eggs and said, "I was going to see if any of you had any preferences."
"Let's watch an animated movie!" Hunny chimed.
"...Something with martial arts."
"There's an interesting documentary about the financial world of the future..."
The twins rolled their eyes at Kyoya.
"Why don't we watch a scary movie?" Hikaru asked as he bit into his waffle.
"Ooh," Kaoru voiced in an eerie tone.
Tamaki looked a bit taken aback at the suggestion. He wasn't particularly fond of scary movies - at all. A true romantic at heart, he had been leaning towards a recently released western romance film.
"Unless my lord is afraid," Hikaru said with a chuckle, "then I guess we don't have to watch a scary movie."
"Um..." Tamaki mumbled, and then suddenly thought of an excuse, "I just don't want my precious daughter to lose any sleep over such a terrifying film!"
"A scary movie is fine with me, senpai," Haruhi replied as she watched Kaoru pop a strip of bacon lathered in maple syrup into his mouth. She doubted she'd be very hungry for lunch if she continued watching the twins eat.
Tamaki paled considerably at her reply, but nodded reluctantly.
There was a phone on the wall, near the movie screen. Tamaki stood up rather weakly and walked over to the wall. He picked up the device and waited for the voice on the other line to greet him.
"Have you made a decision?" The voice of the man who had led them to the room echoed into his ear.
"Ah," Tamaki said hesitantly, "any horror movie playing right now will be fine." He just hoped it would be the mildest horror film available.
"Anything specific, sir?"
"SOMETHING REALLY SCARY!" the twins bellowed loud enough to be picked up by the phone before they burst into laughter.
Tamaki paled even further as the voice on the other end said, "Yes sir. I'm sure I have just the thing, sir. Enjoy the movie, sir," but he wasn't even paying attention as he replaced the phone and slumped back to reclaim his seat.
The screen flickered on as soon as Tamaki had collapsed back into the comfy chair, but he wasn't sure that the comfort would be able to soothe his nerves.
"Are you alright, Tama-chan?" Hunny asked after swallowing a forkful of cake.
The rest of the members turned to face their club president who had resigned himself to picking at the eggs on his plate. He didn't feel hungry anymore, but playing with his food made it so he wasn't looking at the movie screen.
Unfortunately for him, some staff members arrived to clear away their plates just as the opening credits began to roll in with eerie colors. It looked like the movie was going to be a slasher film from the chainsaw noises and, what Haruhi thought to be, exaggerated screaming.
Tamaki felt his shoulders slump and bit down on his lip. It'd be a long movie.