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"Why does she like him?" Kaoru growled, pacing the room angrily. Hikaru watched from the bed, his eyebrows pulled together. "Mori-Senpai isn't any fun! He's like a tree, he just stands there! What does he have that I don't?"
"A history with Misaki-Senpai …" Hikaru said, causing his brother to glare over at him. "Look, Kaoru. He probably is just her type. That's the same with all the ladies. There's a certain guy for every girl and you just aren't Misaki-Senpai's guy."
"So she likes funless, stiff, silent guys that occasionally grunts?"
"Apparently so," Hikaru shook his head. "You're getting too uptight about this. Besides, isn't it me that usually has this problem?"
"Usually. And I'm always trying to fix your issues so why don't you help me out for once?" Kaoru all but yelled at him, his teeth barred and his body placed in a very offensive way.
"You can't tell me what to do, Kaoru! And I'm not going to break Misaki-Senpai and Mori-Senpai apart just so you can have a shot at her. Think about it, what if we managed to break them up? Don't you think she would be depressed and not even thinking about having a different boyfriend? Misaki-Senpai was not even looking for a boyfriend in the first place!"
"Whatever, what do you know anyway?" Kaoru muttered whilst turning away with his arms folded over his chest. Hikaru gritted his teeth, but remained silent. Keeping himself from saying something he might regret.
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The next day, everyone gathered for breakfast in the Dining hall. Misaki and Mori sat beside each other, though there was nothing unusual about that. The rest of the group watched them intently, causing the two to shy away from them.
"G-good morning …" Misaki managed quietly.
"Morning …" Kazumi said, looking between Mori and Misaki. "Sorry for leaving you two all alone last night. Hope it wasn't, you know, awkward or anything. Did we miss something important?" Both people shook their heads mechanically, their expressions blank. Kazumi frowned. "Hope the atmosphere wasn't like … Romantic or anything. That probably would have been super awkward." The room fell silent for several moments, Mori and Misaki staring everywhere but at their friends and each other.
"We saw you two kiss!" Honey piped up with a big grin. Everyone's attention immediately snapped to the Lolita boy as he smiled adorably. "I get to be Takashi's best man at the wedding!" he added quickly and defensively, causing everyone to look slightly uncomfortable.
Mori and Misaki looked over at one another, speaking through their eyes before actual words were said. "Mori and I … Well … We talked about it last night. Its, perhaps, a little more than obvious that we like each other-," everyone looked at Misaki with a blank expression, it had been extremely obvious. "And we decided we might … Try a relationship."
"You do realize how dangerous this is." Kyoya said with his arms folded over his chest. "With you two being Hosts, that is."
"Dangerous?" Misaki asked, looking to him with a slight frown.
"Well of course. Every evening Mori-Senpai is fawned over by many girls. And every evening you are fawned over by many guys. You don't see a problem arising there?" The two looked at each other, sparks of worry beginning to come to their minds.
"Oh shut up, Kyoya!" Kazumi said, waving him off.
"Let them relax. Misaki-Senpai and Mori-Senpai are almost adults! I'm sure they can handle whatever comes their way! Who are we to stop the makings of love?" Tamaki interjected breezily, a light, gentle air to his voice. Everyone looked back to Mori and Misaki, the new couple looked nervous now.
"Well, that's enough relaxing for me. We have customers to please." Kyoya said, standing up and leaving the breakfast table. Honey was quick to grab Mori and Misaki's hands, dragging them out of their chairs and after Kyoya. Kaoru followed suit, wanting to stay close to Misaki and his twin followed sullenly, glaring at the back of his brother's head. Eventually everyone joined the group out at the pool as they planned out their day. Today they would start the club up again where the girls and guys could talk to their Host and simply enjoy their company.
"Alright, I want to keep the young ladies and the young men separated!" Tamaki said with a nod. "So today, the Hostesses shall have the pool and we Hosts will have the lake."
"Are you sure those girls will even put their toes in that lake? They're all too prissy!" Kazumi said with a slightly raised eyebrow.
"I suppose we'll just have to wait and see …" Kyoya said simply. Now, why don't we all get changed and head to our respective spaces. After some agreement, they all left for their private wing. Misaki and Mori were the last ones in the lounge between all the rooms. They stood facing each other, hands clasped together.
"Are you sure about this?" Misaki asked softly, and he nodded. She gave a soft sigh, squeezing his hands. "If you're okay with it, I am. I'm just nervous. It feels like we'll never have time to be together with the club going on ..." Mori gently placed his fingers beneath her chin and lifted Misaki's face up to him.
"Everything will be fine." He said softly, giving her a reassuring smile. Misaki watched him in silence before a smile of her own came to her lips.
"You're right." She instantly agreed. Mori leaned down until he could steal a gentle kiss from her lips. Misaki returned this kiss, leaning into him and slipping her arms around his neck. A pleased noise came from Mori's throat and Misaki giggled before she pulled away. "I will see you later." She said, giving a little wave. They started to back up before the both of them turned around and walked to their rooms. Little did they know, they had a peeping tom, grumbling angrily to himself after their kiss.
Kaoru just could not take it.
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"Oh Honey! I cannot believe we're here! This lake is so lovely …" a young lady from Honey's customer table cooed. She gazed out at the waters before her eyes came to Mori. "What do you think Mori-Senpai?" The quiet third year let his eyes lazily move to the dark haired girl. He gave a small nod before the onyx orbs found their way in the direction of the resort. Where the pool was. Where Misaki was. He had been distracted the moment Misaki had left his sight, and everyone had been worried about him since.
"Isn't it?" Honey chimed, distracting the girls from Mori's daydreaming. "We're so lucky Miza-Chan's family let us stay here! Maybe we can do it again sometime?"
"I would like that a lot!" a girl rushed and another nodded.
"Whatever you want to do, I want to do, Honey!" the Lolita boy smiled adorably and added a little giggle, which caused all of the girls to squeal excitedly. Mori shut out the noises of the girls. He slowly moved his gaze to the lake to see Tamaki and his group on a boat, in the middle of the lake. He was doing his princely act and they were all swooning, as if hypnotized.
The twins had their girls in a patch of flowers, and the stiff young man winced just slightly at the sight of their 'brotherly love.' It was something Mori would never understand, but never found it his place to speak his opinion of. After a little more searching, he found Kyoya, by himself on a bench. Looking over the Club's profits no doubt.
It was all rather dull, and Mori wished something more interesting might happen. Or at least something that would bring him away from the lake. More preferably to Misaki. It was barely a minute after thinking this that a scream reached his ears. It was faint, coming from inside of the resort. But he heard it clearly enough to recognize the voice.
Mori was up a second after hearing it. Honey was right after him and the two were bolting for the building. Mori was cursing himself up and down inside of his head for allowing his earlier thought to become a wish. However, there was not enough time to beat himself up for it. He needed to find Misaki.
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Misaki had just excused herself to go to the ladies room. A breather was required after her latest customer. Suffocating thing, he was. She stood in front of the mirror over the large, exquisite sinks and adjusted her hair pin so her elegant bun would stay in place. After a short moment to herself, she started to turn away from her reflection, but instantly froze. There was a soft sound of the door opening, lightly closing and then the heavy lock turning into its place.
"H-hello? Kazumi … Is that you? You're not playing a trick on me are you? Y-you know I ihate/i when you do that …" but there was no reply, only the sound of quiet, well placed, footsteps. It did not take long for this person to make their appearance. Misaki's eyes widened as she stared at the young man in front of her.
Koji Tanaka, from her first Hostess session, stood in front of her, swinging a key around on his pointer finger. "Hello Misaki," he said with a sly grin.
"T-Tanaka-San! What do you think you're doing? This is … This is the girl's restroom!"
"You don't think I already knew that? Miss Saito, you are much too innocent. Do you even have the slightest idea why I might be in here?"
"I'm not dim, Tanaka. I understand perfectly." Misaki said quietly, starting to back up. Koji began to walk forward, his light colored eyes holding darkness. It was not long before Misaki found herself pinned up against a stall with this young man's eyes running over her.
"It's a real shame your boyfriend isn't here to save you this time. He's across the lake and we're alone inside the resort's bathroom …"
"Th-this is wrong! You cannot do this!" Misaki said plainly, trying to sound strong. However, her voice wavered pitifully near the end. Koji chuckled under his breath.
"Indeed I can, I am perfectly capable." His hands moved to rest on her waist and Misaki put her hands to his chest, trying to push him away but failing miserably.
"Don't do this! Let me go free!" Misaki sounded a bit more desperate now, starting to push more hurriedly at Koji's chest. He simply grasped both of her wrists and thrust them above her head, pinning them with one hand. His free one traveled down along her side. Misaki had thrown her cover up on over her swimsuit and Koji was already picking at it, starting to push down the zipper on the front. Misaki searched around the bathroom, frantic to find some way out of this before it went too far.
That's when she noticed the windows along the upper part of the walls, all around the bathroom. A few of them were cracked open, and she saw an attempt to get out. Misaki saved every last breath, ignoring the wandering hands as much as she could. Koji leaned down, pressing his lips to her neck and started to trail them down her shoulder, pushing the cover up and strap of her bathing suit out of the way. Now that he was not paying attention, Misaki was able to let out a high pitched scream. It echoed inside of the bathroom and outside of it. She prayed it traveled to the lake. If Mori heard it he would save her.
Koji pulled back to look at her with large eyes. Quickly his surprise faded to anger. "You could at least attempt to enjoy it couldn't you?" he hissed. His eyes whipped around the bathroom before he pulled her wrists back down, yanking him with her towards the bathroom door. They could not risk staying in this place after her scream so he quickly unlocked the bathroom door and yanked her along with him down the long, silent halls of the resort. Everyone was outside enjoying the sun whilst Misaki was pulled roughly around.
Then the soft pounding of quick steps began to reach her ears as they passed a hall. This made Koji pause, and they listened in silence together. "HEL-mmphg!" Misaki began to scream but her mouth was quickly covered by the young man's hand.
"Shut up, would ya?" he growled before giving her wrists a jerk and beginning to run down the hall again. Whilst Misaki ran with him, she did her best to make her steps heavy and loud so the person nearby might hear. "Knock it off, Misaki! You're just making it worse for yourself." Koji hissed at her, skidding to a stop in front of a large closet door. After opening it, he shoved Misaki in and quickly followed her inside, letting the door close behind himself.
He held her petite form hard against his body, shoving himself and her into the very back of the closet where his hand clamped tightly over Misaki's mouth. She let out muffled complaints, struggling in his grasp. Koji hushed her, giving her a good shake to add more threatening effect. Misaki whimpered, but slowly she became compliant. Her body never relaxed, but she stopped making noises and moving. She started to squirm and whimper when she felt a free hand start to travel her curves, the squirming turning quickly to panicked jerks.
"Quiet," he hissed demandingly in her ear, his hand tightening on her mouth. Koji's hand disappeared from her side for a moment; he made a soft noise of victory, though Misaki had no idea why; until she felt her wrists being jerked behind her. And just for a moment, her mouth was free. Koji was tying her wrists behind her back with a thick wire, and while he was busy with that, she let out another ear-piercing scream. She had only managed a few seconds of noise before something was shoved into her mouth, material of some sort. She tried her best to spit it out but Koji only shoved it in further. "You're causing me more issues than I had expected." He growled under his breath, shoving her back against the closet wall. Misaki stared up at him, though she could barely see him by the light that was coming in through the bottom crack on the door.
Her eyes widened in excitement when she heard footsteps coming down the hall, they were quick. The person was running. Misaki waited for just the right moment. Koji was beginning to pay attention to her body once again, placing kisses on her neck and running his hands down her sides. When the steps sounded like loud thuds coming their way, she managed to knee Koji between his legs. He yelled out in pain. And in his moment of severe aching, Misaki brought her foot up to his stomach and shoved him against the door with a thud. She felt disgusted with herself when she caught herself almost apologizing through her gag.
Misaki froze when she realized she no longer heard the footsteps. Koji groaned, finding it difficult to even pull himself up from his crumpled position in the front of the closet. It was barely a few silent moments more before the door swung open, and little Honey stood there. At first his expression had been merely curious but that rapidly changed. Those light brown eyes became furious as they examined the closet before them. Koji looked behind himself, his eyes growing wide with fear.
"Miza-Chan, why are you all tied up?" he asked, spitting his words out through his teeth as he glared at the young man on the floor. The question was obviously not for her, there was honestly no way for her to answer.
"H-Haninozuka-Senpai …" Koji stuttered, trying to scramble to his feet but wincing in pain as his body reminded him of his recent injury.
"And what are you doing … All alone with Miza-Chan?" Honey questioned slowly, leaning towards Koji who still remained on the floor.
"I-I was … We were …" The flames in Honey's eyes seemed to grow with Koji's lame stammering. The child-like third year grabbed the second year's collar and dragged him out of the closet with an expression only a demon could wear. Barely a second later, Mori peered into the closet and his onyx eyes grew wide as he took in the sight of Misaki tied up and gagged. A dark red blush spread over Misaki's cheeks. She was embarrassed that he had to see her in such a situation.
He was gentle as he pulled the rag from her mouth and she took in a fresh breath of air through her mouth. Mori then turned her around slowly, beginning to untie the cord Koji has wrapped securely around her wrists. When he was finished, Misaki was quick to put her arms around him, hugging him tightly. His arms went around her and he watched her worriedly from above, afraid to touch her more than what he already had.
The two of them looked out of the closet in time to see Honey slamming Koji head first into the floor. He brushed his hands together before placing them on his little hips. "That better teach you to stay away from Miza-Chan!" he announced loudly with a quick bob of his head.
"Mitsukuni you shouldn't- …"
"I'll do whatever I want to this scumbag! I iam/i three months older than you Miza so you can't tell me what to do!" he said, rather adorably at that. Then Honey was in front of Misaki, holding both her hands in his. "Are you okay, Miza-Chan?"
"I-I'm okay … Nothing really happened. He just snuck into the girl's bathroom when I wasn't looking. I guess I should be more careful …" she said quietly. The two looked up when Koji let out a helpless yelp. Mori had grabbed him by the shirt collar, holding him a foot off the ground and pressed firmly into the wall. The handsome, though disheveled young man looked into the menacing gaze of the older male, now eye level with him.
"P-p-please! Let me go! I'm sorry!" Koji begged; his light eyes wide with intense fear. Mori sneered at this, disgust being the ruling emotion on the normally very stoic face.
"Takashi …" Misaki murmured, watching him carefully from behind.
"Leave him, Takashi. He isn't worth it." Honey muttered. Even that sentence sounded innocent coming from him. Mori gave a quiet grunt of disapproval, but dropped the young man and stepped back, shoving his hands in his pockets. Koji scrambled to gather himself together. Once on his feet, they were left in his wake. Eventually his loud foot falls grew to nothing, and the three people stood in absolutely silence.
The noiseless halls were soon filled with the sound of a rushing group of people, and soon they all came into view. "There you are!" Tamaki hollered, waving as he, Hikaru, Kaoru, and Kyoya approached. "What's going on?"
"Don't worry about it …" Misaki said, waving it off.
"Don't worry about it?" Honey scoffed, looking up at her before he turned to Tamaki. "Miza-Chan was being harassed by that boy again! I say we throw 'im in the lake!"
"Harassed?" Kaoru exclaimed; his eyes wide and fixed on Misaki.
"I'm fine! Please just go back to what you were doing! I am not as important as all of the other gir- Oh!" she gasped as Mori grabbed her hand, pulling her to face him.
"You are more important than all of those girls." He spoke sternly in his quiet voice, but as Misaki looked up into his eyes she felt her body tremble with his deeply spoken words. Mori brought her hand up and tenderly kissed her knuckles.
"Perhaps not all of the girls …" Kyoya mumbled and quickly he received a glare from most every young man in that hall. He rolled his eyes before readjusting himself. "I suppose after such an event we should allow Miss Saito to head back to her quarters."
"Oh no, Kyoya. I'm perfectly alright." She tried to argue.
"Nonsense! You don't need to be wandering around all those young men! I insist you go rest. Tomorrow you may come back and join the Hostesses at the lake." Tamaki spoke, that sweet smile upon his lips.
"Mori-Senpai, I assume you plan on walking her back. That's fine but I would prefer if you didn't stay. We have left our customers waiting and must get back to them." Kyoya said; his tone very business-like. Mori's lips tightened at the corners, but otherwise he gave no response.
"Alright then, men. Let's head back to the lake." Tamaki gestured down the hall, and slowly they began to walk, Honey trailing behind and sending his closest friends a longing glance before he caught up to the others.
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Misaki and Mori walked on in silence. He still held her hand, but there was nothing warm or romantic about it; Misaki barely found it comforting. If anything it was simply to make sure he did not lose her along the way. Misaki's lips turn down in a grimace, as she thought about how she could be compared to a toddler, walking down the road with her Mother. Or Father …
Slowly she moved closer, intertwining their fingers and moving so they were almost locking arms. Her other hand moved to rest on his forearm just before his elbow. Still he did nothing more than walk. "Mori?"
"Mm …"
"Are you alright?" slowly his head nodded, and Misaki looked away, finding that more irritating. "It's alright, Takashi, you can tell me …" she murmured, staring at the floor. Misaki felt his shoulder lift as he sighed, but nothing more came. iOr don't …/i She thought irritably, her own shoulders slumping. When they reached the private wing, Mori's grip on Misaki's hand loosened and she took it as her sign to let go. Now they stood, facing inward to the wing, side by side and with nothing to say.
"Rest well …" Mori finally mumbled, taking a step back before he turned around to leave. Misaki blinked, looking up in surprise. She turned around in time to see him walking back into the hall. Tears began to prick at her eyes, emotions starting to rise. He was just leaving her? No Kiss? No Hug? Not even a proper 'Goodbye?' Misaki stood there until she could no longer hear his footsteps echoing. As she turned away she let a tear escape, quickly wiping it away as she walked to her room to 'rest well.'
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"Miza, we're heading down to dinner." Kazumi said, looking over at her friend who was still lying there on her bed.
"Okay." Misaki mumbled, rolling onto her side and hugging her pillow close to her chest. Kazumi frowned, placing her hands on her hips.
"And when I say 'we're' I mean Haruhi, me and you." She said; keeping her gaze locked on her friend's back.
"I'm not really hungry. Go on without me." Misaki mumbled.
"I'd think you'd want to hurry and get to Mori …"
"No …" Misaki said pitifully, burying her face into her pillow. "Just go eat. I would much rather be lying down."
"You've been in here all day!" Kazumi groaned, walking over to her bed and kneeling down on it. "We're all starting to worry about you."
"I just want to be alone, Kazumi." She whispered, closing her eyes.
"I won't have it! You ihave/i to come down to dinner. Or else I will bring your Mother up here and make her deal with you!" At first, the threat was idle to Misaki. However, as she thought it over, she realized how painful that could turn out to be and sat up. "That's what I thought. Now hurry and clean yourself up. The boys are probably already down there."
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Dinner was very quiet. Misaki placed herself next to Kazumi instead of her normal seat beside Mori. Everyone raised eyebrows in question but no one ever said anything. Kaoru immediately took the empty seat beside her, trying to engage her in conversation. However, Misaki was too far gone in her own little world; worrying about the way Mori had acted earlier to care about anything the red head had to say.
When everything was cleared away, Kyoya gathered everyone's attention. "The customers are going to rest in their rooms, which leaves time for the Hosts to relax at the pool privately."
"Yay!" Honey grinned excitedly, "But only after some cake!"
"Honey-Senpai, you've already had two slices …" Haruhi said slowly, as if Honey might misunderstand her words. He gave her the most confused look, his little head tilting to the side.
"So?" Everyone rolled their eyes and began to stand up. The walk to their private wing was normal for pretty much everyone but Misaki and Mori. It was a little strange, and the group was starting to take notice to the way they were acting. Kaoru appeared to be the only one that was okay with it. He was walking beside Misaki, trying to get her attention still. It was not working, Misaki was currently drowning in her thoughts.
Mori did notice how Kaoru was beginning to act around Misaki, and by the look on his face, it was obvious he was not okay with it. After the group began to disappear into their rooms, Mori grabbed the younger twin and held him behind, waiting until everyone was behind to grab him by the collar of his shirt, lift him in the air and slam him hard against the wall. At first Kaoru squirmed, shoving on Mori's shoulders.
"Put me down!"
"You stay away from my girlfriend." Mori said in a threateningly low voice, his onyx eyes piercing in Kaoru's soul.
"Why should I?" Kaoru bravely shot back. "You don't seem so interested in her!"
"I'm giving her space. She needs it."
"She doesn't want it. Did you see the look on her face? She looked so depressed, and kept looking over at you to see if you noticed!" Upon his words, Mori's grip loosened. And as he thought, he let the boy go, letting him sink back to the floor. Mori dropped his head a little, letting out a quiet groan. Then his eyes shot right back up to look at the twin.
"I know it was you." he said, "I know you sent Tanaka to attack Misaki." at first Kaoru looked surprised, then he grimaced.
"You work fast … I was going to get there before anyone even knew what was happening. Koji wasn't supposed to actually do anything. Just make a bit of a scene so I could get there and make it looked like I saved the day … But then Misaki screamed loud enough that iyou/i could hear ..." Mori sneered at the red haired twin.
"And harassing her is the way to win her heart?"
"Saving her is the way to her heart!" Kaoru quickly said and Mori shook his head.
"That isn't good enough for Misaki. She deserves more than that." Mori replied, taking a step back before he turned around and walked off to his room. Kaoru watched him with a grimace, letting out a long breath when Mori disappeared into his room.
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Author's Note: So, at this point it's all my own writing. I'm hoping things are or are about to get interesting for all of you! Now, I know that Kaoru is awesome and honestly he's one of my favorite characters but sometimes we get frustrated and do stupid stuff, right? Ah ha, yeah ... Sorry Hitachiin-twin-lovers!