Chapter Two: And so he battles for you

So what was each of the Host Members thinking the very next day?

Well let's zoom to Tamaki.

It was the end of the fourth lesson and the start of lunch. People were rushing excitedly across the corridors full of thoughts about the upcoming Prom. Tamaki was putting his books away in his locker and he was dreaming about a pair of brown eyes.

"Tamaki-kun?" Haruhi was behind him and her eyes were downcast. "Will-w-will y-you…"

Tamaki felt his heart trembling. "There is no need to say anything…" he said warmly. He gathered the girl close to him and whispered into her ear. "My answer has always been yes."

"Oh…" a faint blush swept across Haruhi's cheeks.

BAM

Tamaki's books fell right out of his hands, and he snapped out of his daydream -when he just happened to notice out of the corner of his eyes, a pair of brown eyes and a lock of short brown hair. His heart started pounding, Haruhi! I will say yes, I will say yes! A hundred girls pushed roughly past him and he fell, screaming as they stepped on top of him. He looked up and realized. That Haruhi actually wasn't right next to him. She hadn't come up to him and what's more, she hadn't even seen him! And the sight of a hundred girls lining up after her made him realize-

"HARUHI!!!!!" he screamed. He zoomed through the crowd like a bullet. Ok, maybe not that fast because, Tamaki was frozen yet again by a girl's mouth moving and a girl's hand moving, and a question on the tip of her tongue. "HARUHIIIII!!!!!!" He got there just in time and pushed himself between Haruhi and the girl.

"Sempai?" Haruhi looked at him in surprise.

"Tamaki," the girl who was next to them narrowed her eyes. It was Ayanokoji. Then she smiled triumphantly. "Haruhi, will you go to the Prom with me?" she promptly asked.

"Eh?" Haruhi had a blank look on her face.

Tamaki puffed up his chest and began in a royal voice, "I forbid this!"

"Oh?" said Ayanokoji, her lips curling. "I believe it is Haruhi I'am asking?"

"I, as the father of Haruhi, will not permit you to go with Haruhi to the Prom," said Tamaki.

"Father?" Ayanokoji snorted. "I don't believe that makes any sense."

"Yes, yes, it does!" Tamaki was indignant and frantically holding his argument up. Ayanokoji glanced at him and a smile crept onto her face.

"Well then," she whispered, "I won't go with Haruhi if you'll go with me."

They stared at her. "No," Tamaki said in a softer tone, "Didn't I ban you from the Host Club?"

"Tamaki, you idiot," Ayanokoji hissed. Girls were now whispering behind her and casting her suspicious looks. "TAMAKI YOU IDIOT!" she screamed. And she tore past them, down the corridor, with her fists clenched and tears streaming down her face.

Haruhi stared after her shocked. "I didn't know this could get so ugly…" she said. She glanced at Tamaki. He seemed to have spaced out and he was staring out the window.

"Haruhi?" A confident female voice jerked Tamaki out of his thoughts. And the sight of her made him go numb. She was wearing the girl's uniform all right, but her hair was bright pink and from every inch of her, she emanated bitchiness and snobbish-ness. And what was more, a song was blasting from her earphones which were hanging casually around her neck;

Hey you Hey you I want to be your girlfriend! Hey you Hey you I think you need a new one. (Avril Lavigne's new song; Girlfriend) !!!

The girl opened her mouth and she was just about to say those terrible words-

"HARUHIIIIII!!!!!" Tamaki screamed. He grabbed the girl cross dressing as a boy by the waist and hurdled down the corridor, before rushing into the safety of an empty classroom.

Haruhi sighed. She was slumped against Tamaki, who was slumped against the door, and the guy seemed to have been totally exhausted.

"Excuse me, Sempai…" She said standing up, "I think I have had enough excitement for the day. I'm going to get my lunch." Before Tamaki could open his mouth and utter his heart's desire, the door opened and Haruhi left.

CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH

A huge shadow fell across Tamaki. He glanced up and froze.

"Hello Tamaki," A voice said. It was one of the guys in his class. "Looks like we're both attracted to Fujioka Haruhi. I never knew you were gay. Who will go with Haruhi to the Prom?" the guy smiled and his glasses flashed. "I think we can battle for it, like a real man huh?" He, who was pretty short, pressed a button and the source of the big shadow was revealed. "Are you able to confront my Mega 302?" Tamaki stared in horror. A big gigantic huge towering immense bulky massive vast (just so you know how big it was) ROBOT was grinning down onto him. CLICK CLICK, the walls of the room slowly unfolded until they were both out in the open. "Let's have some room for battle!" the guy said triumphantly.

"Hohohohohohohohohohohohoho!" An engine rumbled and Renge appeared with a delighted look on her face. "Girls!" she screamed. A microphone suddenly appeared in her hands. "This is the ultimate tragedy! Their love on the one and only Fujioka Haruhi, has resulted in this tragic outcome! A battle, who will win? Whose love will win out over this life and death scenario?!!!!"

"MOE MOE MOE!" A hundred girls screamed. Tamaki was rooted to the spot by the sight of the robot, whose arm was slowly moving.

"Ohhhhh!!!!!" Renge screamed, "And Mega 302 is slowly approaching. We have one contestant who spent thousands of dollars and hundreds of sleepless nights to perfect this terrifying machine to protect his one and only love….!!!!"

"AHHHHH!!!!" a thousand girls screamed. The scene swirled, and a million seats magically appeared around the two guys, in circles going up, so that the whole thing looked like something from Gladiator. Renge was standing in a podium (er, where did that come from?) and the TV crew from channel 3 had arrived. Lights were flashing everywhere and a low beat emanated from a huge loudspeaker. (er, in fact where did ALL of this come from?)

"Aaaaaaandddd our beloved Host King," Renge shouted into her microphone, "It looks like…(gasp) He's meeting the challenge…BARE CHESTED!"

"WAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!" The crowd screamed back. For indeed Tamaki had taken his shirt off and he was in his best fighting stance.

"Bring it on!" he was yelling, "I won't let you get Haruhi!"

And while our courageous hero is battling for Haruhi, throwing his life away, let's zoom to the other host club members.

"That idiot," muttered Kyouya. He was standing in another podium and was staring down at the "battlefield". His glasses flashed and his face was calm. He had already gotten over his initial shock when he had walked outside to see what all the fuss was about. He sighed. "Maybe it wasn't the best idea to introduce the American Prom a couple of years ago. But," here he gave a faint smile, "it does provide some good opportunities…"

"Go go go!" Hikaru and Kaoru were cheering their milord on. "Give it a punch to the right!" screamed Hikaru, barely able to stop himself from rolling onto the ground laughing. "Do your special kick," choked Kaoru, clutching at his stomach.

"ARGHHHHHH!!!!" Tamaki had done some sort of army roll, but had not managed to escape the robot's fifth arm. "MORI HUNNY HELP ME!!!!" he screamed. The kendo and karate experts, however, were not there.

"You want me to order 100 strawberry cakes?" the woman who was taking the Prom menu suggestions peered at Mori and Hunny curiously.

"Yes," Mori said in his slow and deep voice. Hunny nodded enthusiastically.

"But I thought you weren't that keen on strawberries," the woman said suspiciously.

"It's for somebody else," was all that Mori said. Hunny nodded enthusiastically again.

"Aaaanddddd….." he said in his extra cute voice, "Can we have lots of crab dishes?"

The woman, who was penciling "strawberry cake" in her notebook, looked up. "Crab dishes? Is this for someone else too?"

"Yep!" beamed Hunny.

Meanwhile Haruhi was taking her time in getting her obentoo. "Where is everyone?" she said absent mindedly to herself. She was expecting a myriad of people to be swarming the corridors and talking about the Prom. It was always the Prom. God, she thought, what's the big deal? Ever since we got the invitations, Prom talk has taken everything up. Even the teachers are excited. And who knew such a thing was that important? Who cares about all the details? They are so many more important things to think about.

--flashback—

"Oooooh Haruhi, how are you getting to the Prom?" the whole class was looking at her in anticipation. It seemed that it was habit now for people to be asking everyone on what their plans were for the Prom.

"Oh, I don't know…" Haruhi replied, irritated, "Something special I guess, like a limousine."

Her words were met with complete silence.

"Haruhi!" exclaimed the Hitachiins with a shocked look on their faces, "That is WAY too common."

Damn those rich bastards, thought Haruhi. Voices were floating around her.

"It's got to be a horse carriage. An authentic 19th century one!"

"No! Don't steal what the Host Club did at the festival! We have to go on a Jet plane that would leave a message on the sky!"

"Hell no, a hot air balloon would be sooooo much better. In the shape of a heart!"

"No way guys, you are uncreative. I'm going with a camel. It will fit with my Arabian attire."

"Well, my Daddy is arranging a parade for me."

Haruhi sighed. She buried her face in her arms and stopped listening.

--End flashback--

Damn those rich bastards, Haruhi thought again, as she slowly made her way outside. It can not get anymore ridiculous than this.

"HAAAARRRRUUUHIIIII!!!!!!" A voice was screaming at her. She looked up and-

Tamaki was running full on, towards her, his arms stretched out, his shirt wound around his waist and he was so extremely pleased to see her, that he looked insane. But what was more shocking than anything else was that one of his eye sockets was black and purple, and in the background, she could hear chanting and screaming and thumping.

"Arrrghghghghgh!" Haruhi was thrown to the ground because Tamaki had positively thrown himself onto her. "Sempai, get off me. You're heavy," She gasped.

"hh…" Tamaki seemed totally exhausted.

"What?" Haruhi said alarmed.

"Haruhi…you're safe…" and with those last words he lost consciousness and flopped completely on top of her.

"Ah, ya…" Haruhi was flattened to the ground. What is going on?

"The battle for the prom partner, has it ended?!!!" in the distance, she heard Renge scream those words out. Something clicked in Haruhi's brain. You have got to be kidding…

CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH

A shadow fell on top of them. Haruhi completely forgot about Tamaki who was still lying on top of her. A robot was staring down on them.

In the "stadium" everyone had left and gathered around Tamaki, the robot, and Haruhi. Everyone that it, except for two people.

"Hikaru…" Koaru glanced at his older brother. He was unusually quiet and staring out into the distance where people had gathered around Tamaki and Haruhi. "Maybe we should invite girls to this Prom…" His brother did not answer. Kaoru reached forward for Hikaru's hand. He followed his twin's gaze for a moment, and then looked down onto the floor sadly.

another chapter! Looks like the host club members are a bit slow at asking a particular girl out to the Prom with them, and none of them are really aware of what each is thinking! You're all wondering who Haruhi will go with, (and who the other Host members will go with) well let me say, there are still 4 weeks before the Prom (27 days to be exact) and lots of things can happen in that space of time. But can you pick up the clues?

Thanks so much for the positive reviews so far. I really appreciate them. xD

Until next update,

lu.e3

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