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A Host Club Thanksgiving Part 3
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Ouran Academy
*The feast has just begun.*
"Welcome everyone, to the first ever Ouran High school Thanksgiving feast! I hope you enjoy the festivities and we will be holding a small dance to finish off the night. Until then eat to your heart's content~" Tamaki's voice resounded throughout the room from his position a top the stair case.
Around him, scattered on the stairs themselves stood the other host in full attire. Tamaki had chosen more official looking pilgrims drab, with a matching hat. Kyouya had also taken on a pilgrim's appearance, though his was that of a blacksmith or farmer.
The others had decided to dress as Indians to represent the others present at the first Thanksgiving feast. The twins had decided to wear matching rags which they had claimed the middle aged Indians would have worn.
Mori was dressed like a warrior, with war paint brightly decorating his bare chest and face. Unsurprisingly there were many tissues used that night by Mori's regulars and their surprisingly tall nosebleeds.
Hunny had chosen a mini chieftain's robes and headdress, and had opted to talk in in a important and commanding tone. The girls had never screamed so loud in their life.
Tamaki smiled with pride as he watched their guest's happy faces, but that's when he noticed the empty table at the far end of the room. Leaning over to where the twin had just broken away from a group of girls he quickly got their attention.
"Why is that table over there empty?" he said quietly and gestured to the unoccupied table.
The brothers looked at each other and shrugged. "Well there were supposed to be more deserts there." Kaoru began. "But when we went to pick them up Haruhi wasn't done yet, plus she said that even when they were done she wouldn't need any help since they are relatively small." Hikaru finished and they shrugged again.
"Even so you have to remember that Haruhi is a G.I.R.L. She can't be forced to do labor!" Tamaki cried.
"Boss…" "She makes you look like the girl."
The brothers both began to snicker evilly as Tamaki reverted to his sorrowful corner, make little patterns on the ground with his finger.
Both their and Tamaki's attention was drawn, however, when a huge mountain or walking desserts appeared in the doorway at the top of the stairs.
"Haruhi!" Tamaki cried in joy, his earlier depression forgotten. "Don't worry, Daddy will help you carry those!"
Haruhi had chosen to wear the attire of a stable boy, not having paid much attention to the similarity of her own situation with the costume. (Both of them involve being kinda poor) Like Tamaki, she too had chosen a hat, those hers was flatter and had a feather poking out from the side. Her short hair had been wrangled into a short, low ponytail.
No one noticed Haruhi's dangerously loose shoe buckle. Or the way the shoe heels were just enough to catch on the base board lip at the top of the stairs.
"Senpai! Oh no I'm fine just make sure I don't run into anyone 'cause I really can't see where I am goin-" She was cut off, however, when those two earlier unnoticed details made themselves apparent.
The dangerously loose buckle caused Haruhi to stumble a little and therefor catch the back of her boot on the unnoticed base board. She barely had time to gasp in surprise as her foot met air, before plunging forward.
For Tamaki, who was about half way up the stairs, time seemed to slow. The desserts tipped forward, giving Tamaki a full view of Haruhi's shocked face as she began to fall.
"Haruhi!" Tamaki yelled and threw himself the last few steps, ignoring the desserts that pummeled him like mini hailstones. He managed to grab ahold of the others waist and turn them so his back was to the floor. He smiled gently as he noticed that Haruhi's startled face was so close to him he could feel her warm breath on his face.
If only this moment would never end…
Sadly, time was not very compliant and reverted back to its original speed.
Tamaki felt/heard a loud crunch from his wrist, and someone yelling something, but despite his best efforts he felt his head hit something hard, and everything faded to black.
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Ootori owned Hospital
Tamaki came to slowly, blinking a few times to clear his vision. He was laying on something soft, in a slightly dimmed white room.
"S-senpai? Are you awake?" Upon hearing the familiar voice somewhere to his left he immediately whipped his head to the side.
That was a bad idea.
"Ow…" he groaned as his head throbbed. "You probably shouldn't do that. Though you didn't receive a concussion, you will probably have a pretty nasty headache for a while." Tamaki opened his eyes (when had he closed them?) and squinted up at the two figures currently standing beside him.
Haruhi was standing closest and looked ready to start crying at any minute, while Kyouya stood a little off to the side, eyes hidden by the reflection on his glasses.
"Where am I?" Tamaki asked looking around him again, slower this time.
"You're at one of my family's hospitals. As for what happened, because I am sure that will be your next question, when you saved Haruhi from falling, you ended up hitting the floor pretty hard. I mentioned already that you hit your head, but you also broke your wrist, though it is nothing serious.
It was then that Tamaki noticed the bulky cast that had been put on his right wrist. He noticed that the other hosts had all signed it already.
"Wait… Where is everyone else?" He looked around again, but didn't see any sign of the others accept Hunny's stuffed rabbit lying at the top of his pillow.
"Oh don't worry, they should be back momentarily. I sent them to pick up a little something Haruhi prepared for the club members."
Tamaki gave a confused glance in Haruhi's direction, but the other refused to meet his eyes.
Suddenly the door was flung open and the remaining host came through, pushing with them huge carts of food. "Hey boss, nice to see you're up! We brought the food Haruhi made~"
Mori and Hunny-senpai were already dragging chairs and a table over to the bed to put the food on, but Tamaki barely notice. He could only stare at the vast arrangement of foods, no wonder Haruhi had taken so long in the kitchen!
"Haruhi…" he sniffed tears of joy streaming from his eyes. "You made all of this…for us?"
She simply nodded and blushed a little.
"Aw! You are the best daughter in the world!" He cried and was about to hug her, when suddenly a heaping plate of turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy ,stuffing ,and an assortment of other foods was shoved in his face.
"You have to eat it fast Tamaki-chan or its gonna get cold~" Hunny chided, happily eating his own meal. Nodding Tamaki took his first bite...and immediately decided that he was tasting a piece of heaven.
"It's delicious!" He sobbed and began to eat it as fast as he could while still being able to savor every bite.
The others too voiced their compliment on their friends cooking, causing Haruhi to blush and look at her plate.
For the rest of the night this continued, along with the telling of various stories and many rounds of rich-man poor-man.
As Tamaki watched his friends laugh and joke as Haruhi lost again, he realized that despite everything that had happened, this Thanksgiving had truly become a memorable day that he was sure no one would ever forget or stop cherishing.
Well that's it! Ack it is currently 1:26 a.m and I have finally just finished this! Ugh I missed my deadline by just an hour and a half! Oh well either way I hoped you enjoyed this fic and I am actually thinking or adding an extra chapter for Black Friday…idk, but remember, reviews make authors happy and more prompted to write~