Kyoya's Ultimate Weakness
That foolish girl has kept me up another night. If I don't sleep I think I might just die. I'm a god damned Ootori son, I should not be obsessed with a meager peasant girl. But that night… I just can't forget that night. When I pushed her down on the bed, her thin wrists limp above her head, pureness radiating from her every pore. She should have know I didn't want her body to repay a debt, and as for merits, I have well enough to keep myself satisfied. I need something else, and she will fit the description aptly. A man such as myself should not be interested in a poor girl, especially not a pure one. I would poison her… but what am I saying? I would surely do a better job than Tamaki. He's merely a pawn under my skillful hands. A man that obeys orders as a dog would has no place with a girl like Haruhi, no matter how poor she is. He'd probably screw up and make her terribly upset. In fact, I know I'd make her happy. I'm done with waiting on the sidelines. Haruhi Fujioka will be mine!
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Hikaru's Dilemma
My brother is a strong man, much stronger than I. How he could give up Haruhi entirely, I have no idea. Right now, I'm sure my brothers about to lose it. I just can't shut up about her. It feels like I've gotten the breath knocked out of me. The Host Club is done, and Tamaki has Haruhi hidden away from us. The thought of him touching her, kissing her, I want to kill him! Tamaki's no match for me, I may be inexperienced with love, but I know how strongly I feel it. Love can drive a man mad, and I'm feeling very jealous. I mean, I'm the one who doesn't care if she's poor or rich, if she has a family or not. I deserve her, not him! The trick is how to make her fall in love with me… How to get her alone and open her eyes… If she doesn't realize how much I really do love her, I'll make her, one way or another. Haruhi will be mine, I swear it.
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Club Thinking
(Scene: Host Club Room, a long table sits in the dead center of the empty room, 3 figures shadowed and somber look to each other)
Honey: Something must be done. Some big stuff is about to go down, and we have to take the brunt of it! Men, our Host Club is in an unstable balance, and if Kyoya and Hikaru really go through with this, We're all gonna pay for it! (Throws down lollipop dramatically)
Kaoru: I don't see how we can help it. (Sigh) Look, my brother hasn't shut up about her for the past year, and its gotten progressively worst. Now she's brainwashed him or something! He can't be stopped. (Crosses arms stubbornly)
Mori: (Grunts as if in agreement)
Honey: That may be so, but…
Kaoru: Oh, come on. Kyoya's just as bad and you both know it. You know how he's usually on his computer all the time managing accounts and such?
Mori: Huh (???)
Kaoru: Well this past week, what has he been looking at?
Group: (Silence)
Kaoru: Come on, I know you guys caught him too. (Reaches into his pocket and brings out a folded photograph, then proceeds to display the picture of shirtless boy Haruhi) That's what, I tell you!
Honey: Erm, Kaoru, why do you keep that in your pocket?
Mori: Huh… Yeah.
Kaoru: That's not the point!!! The point is, if we're gonna pull this off, we need as much inside information as possible. Track their plans and make sure if they make a move, we're one step ahead of them!
Honey: Okay… I guess your right. (Sly glance in Kaoru's direction)
Mori: … (Pointed glance at Kaoru, then shared glance with Honey.)
(Mori and Honey exit)
Mori: We'd better keep an eye on Kaoru too. He's got a wild look about him.
Honey: Good thinking. Cake tiiimmmmme!!! (Bounces on Mori's shoulder)
Mori: Be sure to brush your teeth…
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Ignorance is Bliss
Tamaki still had his arms around me, but I could feel his sleep-deep breath flowing across my back. The day I had shared with him was more than I could have ever dreamed, every new experience luxuriant and in well time. Tamaki was starting to look more and more like a god to me.
I got up slowly and padded barefoot down the enormous staircase to the kitchen, thirstier than I had been in my life. I was very aware of the fact that I was only in an oversized shirt and nothing else, but Tamaki had assured me we would remain alone for a few days.
I poured myself a glass of milk, blissed out and daydreaming, when somebody cleared their throat behind me.
I turned and the glass flew from my hand, splattering the person with milk before the glass broke and scattered across the floor. The blush rising to my cheeks was actually a bit painful.
"Tamaki has found himself in a typical bout of teenage rebelliousness, eh?" A short gray-haired woman around her 60's spoke through stiff lips. "Wonderful." And with that she grabbed my arm and made for the staircase.
Shit!
