Chapter 3
(Kurai POV)
Ugh. It's too early in the morning to think about anything. But this plan that I have to ruin all of the Hosts... It needs to be perfected. I'll start phase one today. I can figure out the rest tonight, when I have time. But it's foolproof. I even made Kiku, my sister, look over it to make sure that there were no loopholes. Kyoya is smart, and I'm sure he suspects me of something already. But, even Kyoya can't work around my plan if I play my cards right. But first...
"Hey, Ayame? Yuri? You in there?" I call out to my sisters. One of them opens the door. It's too dark and too early for me to know or care which one it is.
"Yeah, Kurai? What do you want?" A higher pitched voice asks, opening the door a sliver. It's Ayame. Yuri has a lower pitched voice, just by a little.
"Can I come in?" I ask her. Ayame looks inside, looks back out at me, and nods. I push open the door. Yuri is just organizing all her medals by year again. Ayame always messes them up.
"What do you want, Kurai? Come to brag to us again?" she asked, not even looking back at me. I was talking to them a couple of days ago, and we kind of got into an argument. I ended up pulling the 'I'm-oldest-and-heir-to-the-family' card, and they didn't like that. But I've already planned this conversation, and I know what will grab her attention.
"No, I'm not. Instead, I've come to present you with a new... game to play," I see her sit up straighter. If she were a cat, her ears would be perked and her eyes wide. She turns to me. I can see Ayame listening intently.
"I'm listening,"
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(Haruhi POV)
"So, Haruhi, I heard that there was a boy who turned down being a host! Is that true?"
"Yeah, I heard that he's in the same class as Tamaki and Kyoya,"
"Well, ladies, you're correct. But, I don't think that we need to worry about him. If he wishes to join, the Host Club and it's customers will always welcome him, right?" I reply to the girls. They all flutter and start chatting excitedly. This gives me the chance to think about Kurai again. His eyes never seem to leave my mind. For once in my life, I'm starting to wish I was in Tamaki's class. Then I shake myself out of it. I am a Host. I can't start having feelings for anyone, because then people would get suspicious. No, I will have to smother these feelings.
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"Haruhi? Is there something wrong? You're not talking," my dad asks me. I look at him. he's all dressed up for his shift that was starting soon. I sigh and look down into my cup. He noticed and comes over to hug me. I let him. I'm so confused. I hardly know the guy, and yet... I think I'm falling for him.
"I'm fine, Dad, I'm just a little tired," I lie to him, pushing his arms off of me. He looks concerned for me, and he knows I'm lying to him. He almost looks hurt that I won't talk to him.
"Remember Haruhi, that I'm here if you need to talk," he tells me. I just nod, watching him as he puts on his coat and leaves. "Bye Haruhi!" he calls in a cheery voice. I can't help but smile at his sudden change in attitude.
"Bye Dad," I whisper quietly, but of course he doesn't hear me. I sigh and dump the rest of my food into the trash. I haven't eaten all day, and I'm really not hungry. I try to do some homework, but I can't concentrate. Numbers and letters all float in front of me, and I'm not taking in any of it. I sigh and close my book. Might as well go to sleep, I'll just try to get this stuff done tomorrow.
(Kurai POV)
NEXT DAY
"Oh, Kurai, have you really been to Paris? What's it like?"
"Paris is dreamy, don't you think? The lights shining down, the sweet smells!"
"Well, yes, it is. Paris is one of the most romantic cities I've ever visited. But, you know, ladies, that even the beautiful Parisians girls couldn't catch my eye. The one I want to be with is right here," Kurai says, motioning around him. The girls squeal and start chatting excitedly. Then, the door opens.
"Tamaki!"
At that cry, most of the girls run over to Tamaki and Kyoya, who had just walked in. A few stayed over by me, but I wave them away. They quickly run up to Tamaki and pester him. But Tamaki, for once, isn't interested in that. He's looking at me curiously, wondering why I was entertaining the girls and yet I didn't want to be a host. I give him my most dazzling smile, and he smiles back. Kyoya however, doesn't look as charmed. While Tamaki turns back to the girls, Kyoya comes over to me. I smile quietly to myself. 'He's observant... but that won't help him now,'
"Hello Kyoya. How are you?" I ask innocently, but I know he's not fooled. He faked polite conversation with me.
"I'm fine, and you?" I can tell he's gritting his teeth, trying to keep his cool. I look over at Tamaki and the girls.
"To be honest, entertaining those girls can get tiring. I don't know how you do it for hours at a time," I tell him. He frowns, knowing that I'm lying to him.
"Well, it was kind of you to keep them busy until we got here. We were running late today," I nod to him and stand up. He's about to say something, to warn me against my plan I think, but Tamaki calls him over.
I've been thinking, now that I know that everyone in that club is a complete idiot, with the exception of Kyoya and maybe Haruhi, it will be all the easier to complete my plan. I smirk. They won't know what hit them.