.:.Author's Note.:.
Hello everyone! KantanaAmaya here. Just coming in to tell you all that it is 2:20 AM, I have no idea where I'm going with this chapter, and I really don't have much knowledge of where I'm going with this story. But I hope you all keep reading! I hate having to wait to read chapters, so apologies for making you all wait so long! Now, without further ado, here's Chapter 3!
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'Why does he have to be so charming naturally.' Kyouya thought, riding back home in his limo from after club activities. The Shadow King sat, one leg draped over the other, glaring at the window, the entire ride home, consumed in thought.
'Does he not know how hard that was to handle back there? That idiot will be the death of me, truly.' The raven haired boy decided, exiting the limo upon it's arrival at the Ootori mansion. He stalked up to his room and sat, getting out his laptop again, but not even doing so much as look at it.
'"Daddy" did become jealous after the incident with Kaoru earlier, though. I think I'll put him through a bit more suffering.' The third Ootori son thought with a smirk, this time typing all preparations for tomorrow's event on his laptop. He e-mailed them to Tamaki, hoping that the blond would actually check it for once, and saved everything. He shut the laptop once again and began working on his schoolwork he needed done for the next day.
Tamaki, however was in a completely different situation. While at home he discovered one of his assignments needed to be done on-line, which is what Kyouya had been doing in the club room earlier, so he turned on the modern device and waited for the desktop screen to appear. He used the mouse, which he disliked using, to open the Internet, which in doing so opened his e-mail.
"I have a message? From Okaa-san!" Tamaki exclaimed when he opened the message from Kyouya. His violet eyes scanned the message before he jumped out of his chair.
"He...he...HE MUST HATE ME!!" The prince-type screeched, earning odd looks that he could not see, from the maids. Not bothering to type a response, he print out the message and went back to doing the assignment, which he did regretfully. He really disliked using the computer. Once finished, the young Suoh read over the printed message again:
Announcement
To all of our lovely ladies that attend our Ouran Academy's Host Club.
We would like to announce that we shall be putting on an improvisational play for the pleasure of you customers. The date shall be in three days from now, in which we shall host a poll on the club's website, asking which costume you want to see us in. We hope you will attend this performance, and please vote on outfit of your choosing.
"Kyouya..." Tamaki said aloud. He knew Kyouya wouldn't do something like this without reason, and knew that those bulletins would be all over the school tomorrow.
No matter how much the blond thought over it, he would never figure out Kyouya's drive for doing this. The twins would have a field day with it, and Hunny-senpai and Mori-senpai probably won't do anything different from usual. Haruhi would most likely just stand, and Tamaki...he would have to spend his time dealing with their acts.
'Regretfully, I might need a little help with this.' Kyouya thought, before sending an e-mail to the Hitachiin brothers, stating what their assistance in his plan was, never once asking if they would do it. He knew they would agree, since it would be interesting to watch.
'A staged improvisational play. This will be very interesting to watch, so I hope those girls enjoy it.' The junior thought before deciding he was finished with all of his work and going to sleep.
.:.Author's Note.:.
I know, short chapter, but I couldn't figure out a way to put the next 'step' into this chapter, so just bare with me! I'll try to get it up ASAP. Thank you, reviewers and readers! You all really make my day! Keep reading and writing!
.:.KantanaAmaya.:.