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Yo, what's up?...Not that I care but oh well. Anyway since this is my most popular story yet, I am going to concentrate on it the most from now on! Now I got about 24 reviews total and it looks like people are enjoying it so I decided that I am going to throw a little fun in to this mix.
Anyway the point is that I am going to make this a little contest. I am going to tell you that like one of my reviewers predicted there will be some weird way that the triplets will have different fathers. I need to know who to pair Haruhi up with so as part of the contest will be that. Anyone wanting to take part in this contest should write a short chapter about that host being the father and send it to me trough document manger or PM. The prizes are below.
3rd Place- Will get to chose Rita's father
2nd Place- Will get to choose Rachel's father and will give me a request for a one-shot of story in OHSHC.
1st Place- Will get to choose Rome's father and a snippet of their story will be posted and they will be given full credit for it. They will also get to choose Haruhi's lover and give me a multi-chapter story request.
Good Luck to anyone that chooses to enter.
Oh boy…..
I take a deep breath and walk over to Rome.
"Rome, why did you do that?" I asked the triplet that was still fighting in her sisters' arms.
"That moran over there touched my butt!" She yelled back and I shook my head.
"Couldn't you just have slapped him or kicked him in the shins?" Rachel asked while struggling to keep a grip on Rome.
"NO MOM I COULDN'T!" Rome yelled again and Honey Sempai's ears caught that.
"Did she just say mom?" He asked me and I froze.
"Duh I just said Mom; I mean she IS my mom!" Rome told him and Honey stared at me.
"I didn't know you were married Haru-Chan!" he told me with a hint of sadness in his voice.
"I'm not married" I reply and Honey's eyes widen.
"Haruhi! I thought you were better than that!" Honey nearly yelled and I shook my head.
"At least tell me who the father is" he asks and I shake my head again.
"I don't know" I whisper and began to explain all that has happened. My kids and my old Sempai listen careful and by the time I'm done I am a little teary eyed.
"You mean there a chance that they might be mine?" Honey asks and I nod.
"How could you mom and you didn't even tell us the truth!" Rome yells at me as she breaks free from her sisters' grasp. She runs of and I try to chase her but Rita and Rachel hold me back. They don't look too friendly with me either.
"Let her go Mom, you are the last person she wants to talk to!" Rita snaps at me and Rachel nods.
"I'll get her" Honey volunteers and I sigh.
"She won't be easy" I tell him and he smiles.
"Don't worry Haru-Chan, I got it!"
"Ok then good luck"
Rome's POV
'How could she? My own mother….I rember every time I asked about my dad, she just changed the subject. On father's day, we were the only children that showed up to school with our mom. And she didn't even tell us that we were born because of an accident!'
My thoughts were interrupted my me bumping in to the giant angel fountain. I look up to see the crystal clear water fall gently on in to the glass pool. I dig in to my pockets and fish out a small silver coin.
'I wish for a father I can count on and one that won't lie to me like mother has' I say in my head and throw the coin in. With a splash, it falls deep into the lagoon blue water.
"What did you wish for?" I hear a voice behind me. I turn to see the blond guy my mom was talking to.
"A dad" I reply and he smiles.
"Your mother is worried about you" he says and a frown forms on my face.
"Why do you care?"
"Well my name is Minskuni Haninozuka and your mother was a very good friend of mines and I care about her very much and I don't think what happened was her fault" the blond says in a beautiful sweet tone that I almost smile. It was true, that it wasn't my Mom's fault however I can't find myself to forgive her just yet.
"But I'm still mad!"
"Then why don't we take that anger out by playing in some of the games here?" He brightens his smile and I nod.
We wander around the field for a while and nothing catches my eye until the words MARTIAL ARTS CLUB is painted in big black letters.
I tug on the blond guy's jacket and he looks in the direction I am pointing at.
"You like to fight?" he asks and I nod before running in direction of the banner. He fallows me.
"I see a sigh up sheet for a contest and put my name on it. When the blond guy finally catches up to me, he asked what I did and I showed him the paper.
"Are you sure? My nephew is fighting in this contest and he is really good!"
"So what? I'm good too!"
"Uh I don't think you know what I mean. He is REALLY REALLY good"
"So am I!" I reply and take a Gig from the man handing them out. I run to change while the blond guy takes a seat in the audience.
My name is called and I get ready to face my first opponent.
"Now on the first exciting battle, an unknown fighter that has sighed up as Rome will be facing the legendary Keko Haninozuka otherwise known as son of Yaschicka Haninozuka!" the announcer calls and I realize what the blond guy ment.
I walk up onstage to see a very big boy with light brown hair and piercing eyes, smirking at me.
"You are nuts if you think you can beat me!" He say and I role my eyes.
The bell rings and he charges at me with full speed. A fist flys to my stomach and I quickly raise my hand to stop the blow. This seems to surprise Keko quite a bit as I take the brief moment he froze to grab his hand and flip him over Judo-style.
He lands hard on his back before pulling my led and tripping me in the process. He aims a punch at my face and succeeds to trickle blood from my lip to my chin.
"What's wrong? Gonna go home crying to your daddy?" he teases me and my gray eyes darken.
"What….did…you….say?" I growl and he smirks.
"You heard me little girl!" he replies and I snap. My leg shoots up and lands a kick over this pretty boy's face and then my arms move in to a series of punches.
"Take…that…back!" I yell in anger every time my fist connects with his face.
"Make me!" he says and I had it. I Judo flip him again but this time he lands off the ring.
"That's a ring-out!" a very shocked announcer screams and I wipe the blood from my lip only to find that it has dried.
The blond guy runs over to me with his eyes wide.
"Where did you learn to fight like that?" He asks and I shrug.
"I took Judo since I was 4. And that was your nephew?"
"Yes but he never loses!"
"Well he lost today!" I say and a shining gold medal is placed on my neck.
"Hmmmmmm….maybe you are a Haninozuka…" He mumbles reminding me of the reason I was mad. I decided to let it go.
"Let's go find mom" I sigh and the blond dude smiles.
"Ready to forgive?" He asks and I frown. He nods in understanding.
"I'm sorry blond dude, but I'm not ready to forgive just yet" I say and he laughs. I am confused at first but then I realize that I just called him 'blond dude' out loud.
"It's ok and for the record my name is Minskuni….I guess you can call me Uncle Honey for now" he says between laughs.
"Ok Uncle Honey!" I say and he laughs again. What is it with grown-ups and laughing?
Rachel's POV
A short while after Rome stormed off, Rita did too. Since I had nothing to do, I also played being mad. I was pretty damn good at it too while a stomped my foot with every step I took.
I wandered around the campus looking for something to catch my eye. And finally something did.
DANCE FLOOR was written on a giant banner. I eyes targeted that area as I ran over to the sparkling floor.
My body caught up with the beat as I let it move in time to the music. It wasn't long before a crowd of people were clapping and cheering me on.
I really hammed it up for the audience until I realized that there was another group near the left who was cheering for someone else. I was a really competitive person so I danced my way in to the middle of the group to see who it was.
In the middle of that large group there stood a pair of redheads. One looked exactly like the other from their reddish brown hair to their sharp golden eyes. They looked like they were in their late 20s and just like me they danced in perfect usion to the song.
There was no way I could compete with this alone. I needed help and then I saw it.
Rita was among the crowd laughing at some kid's screw-ups. I taped on her shoulder and she looked surprised to see me. I pointed to the crowd and she instantly understood that I had declared war. She fallowed me to the center and I started dancing. Rita mimicked my every move and soon we looked like split mirror images of each other.
The redheads noticed us and figured we had a challenge to give them so they smirked identical smirks which we returned in perfect usion.
"Think-"
"You-"
"Can-"
"beat-"
"Us?" They finally spoke picking up where the other left of while continued their dancing.
"We-"
"Know-"
"We-"
"Can" We copied their pick up trick and flashed our own smirks. This must have irked them because they started dancing with all they had.
Rita and I struggled to keep up. The redheads must have noticed our dis-pleasure so they smiled a little too sweet smile.
"What-"
"Can-"
"A-"
"Couple-"
"Of-"
"Amateur-"
"Twins-"
"Do?" They talked again and my anger flashed. I had to think fast and Rita read my mind.
"We-"
"Are-"
"Not-"
"Twins!" We said and the redheads raised their eyebrows. Ha! We got them. We kept dancing as we made our reply.
"We-"I started.
"Are-"Rita continued.
"Triplets" a third voice finished and we looked up to see a smirking Rome that took her place in the middle.
We started a routine that we have been practicing since the day we were born. The three of us stayed in perfect usion. With every move we took a step forward until finally we ran the twins off the dance floor.
Claps and cheers erupted from the audience and we turned to look at twins. They didn't loom angry at all. Instead they were smiling a normal smile as they walked up to us or should I say me because Rome and Rita where nowhere to be seen.
"You did a very good job" the one on the left said with a smile.
"I agree but what made you dance like that?" The one on the right nodded as they both extended their hands and I shook them a little confused.
"You seamed angry" He reply and I told them my story. By the time I was done they looked sympatric towards me and I decided to play a little drama and show them the list of possible fathers mom gave me to see if they knew any of them.
Their golden eyes quickly scanned over the list and widen at what they saw.
"Who is your mother?" they asked.
"Haruhi Foujioka" I replied and they looked like they were about to have a heart attack.
"Our toy….." they whispered in usion and I raised an eyebrow.
"Since when was my mom a toy and how is she your toy?"
"I'm Hikaru Hittchiin" the one on the left said.
"And I'm Karou Hittchiin" the one on the right said and I nearly choked.
"What?"
Well that's it for the 3rd chapter! I hope you enjoyed it and don't forget about my little contest!
Dragon Out