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div id="yui_3_9_0_12_1448151579783_91" class="postcontent-align-center" style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"~*~ Part One : An Interesting Notion, In It's Own Way ~*~br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Narration POV: Haruhi/div
br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /em id="yui_3_9_0_12_1448151579783_110" style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"Here we are, all together again in the abandoned music room turned Host Club. It was a little rocky there for a while, Tamaki-Sempai announced that he was going to marry Lady Eclair, a woman who had showed up from France out of nowhere and told him that if he did he could see his mother again. He was going to go too, and had dissolved the Host Club permanently. He was on his way there when we set out to stop him, Hikaru, Kaoru and I chased him down in a horse drawn carriage to prove to him to him how important he was to all of us...we'd actually ended up risking our lives for it...br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /At the time, we were all so focused on what we were losing, and Tamaki-sempai...he did seem happy to learn how much we all love it here. Still though, I wonder, what about his mother?/embr style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"Haaru-chan!" Haruhi's thoughts were interrupted by the bundle of energy that was Honey-sempai, Mitsukuni "Honey" Haninozuka. He had bounded over and twirled around her in the same greeting he always used. "Wanna come have some cake?" Haruhi smiled lightly, effectively brought back to the present and went to join the others in their daily after-school routine of keeping the other ladies at school company at the Host Club. Haruhi glanced over at Tamaki-sempai, he was talking with his appointments with the same cheerful smile and intent gaze that he usually did, and when he noticed her gaze, he gave her a brief smile just for her. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Everything seemed normal, but you could tell that the members of the Host Club were all being especially careful not to bring up the events of that night at all. It was like no one knew how to address it, so everyone was trying to go back to what they'd always done. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /She could almost feel the syncronocity of the polar energies of the Hitachiin twins coming up behind her, and by the time she noticed it, they had already squished themselves to either side of her. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"You can share a piece with us." They said in unison, Kaoru holding the plate up closer to her mouth, and Hikaru slicing a bite off with a dessert fork and lifting it up to her mouth. It would be seemingly innocent to an unknowing bystander, but nothing the twins did in unison was ever what it seemed. There was a beat of silence, and none of the 3 of them responded, then after what seemed to have been too long, the twins both lowered their hands and had perplexed looks on their faces. Haruhi frowned lightly as well, and the 3 of them looked at each other, and then turned to the couch where Tamaki-sempai was still engaged with his appointments. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"Well that's...odd." Haruhi voiced, knowing that ordinarily this would be the kind of thing that would set Tamaki-sempai off on a grand tangent about not wanting his "daughter" to be fed by the likes of cretins or perverts like them. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"Well that's less entertaining." Kaoru said, and Hikaru put the fork full of cake into his own mouth and rested an elbow on Haruhi's shoulder. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"So you've noticed it as well, have you?" The 3 of them turned to the voice of Kyoya-sempai, observing them casually from the corner making notes on his notebook as usual and looking up. "It seems our fearless leader is somewhat less enthusiastic than usual lately, frankly it's been somewhat of a refreshing change, though I have to wonder about the cause."br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /em style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"So, they had noticed./embr style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"Character Development! What's a lonely prince without a troubled backstory?"br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Haruhi and the Hitachiin twins all jumped at the sound of Renge's voice, and none of them had realized that she was there. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"Hey! What happened to that rig you usually show up on?" Hikaru wondered, br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"Well it's hardly the time to bring it to the prince's attention right now, don't you think?" She responded in her shrill voice, though now that she mentioned it, it was much quieter without all the hoopla that usually accompanied her appearance. Without it, she as actually pretty good at sneaking up on them. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"Never mind that, what did you mean about a backstory?" Haruhi asked. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"It's not like you haven't all been thinking about it, Tamaki is happy because he can remain a part of the family he has here, but he is also very aware that he just gave up on what might have been his last chance to see his mother, who he only remembers as having been sick very often. It's been ten years, but a chance like that must have brought back all the worry he used to feel for her, and knowing how helpless he is to do anything about it. He's not a child anymore, but he is still helpless, after all."br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /The club members were all quiet as they thought on this, which was probably the most they'd ever heard Renge talk about something other than shojo manga. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /~*~*~*~*~*~br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Haruhi thought about this as she walked home, Hikaru and Kaoru trailing her as they had begun doing. For a while they would complain that she should let them have their car drive her home, though after days of refusing vehemently that she preferred to walk, and that they ought to spend more time in the real world and not being chauffeured around, they'd given up trying to convince her. Most days she spent a lot of the walk complaining that they didn't need to follow her home, but they both seemed pretty adamant that this was going to become a permanent thing. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Today was different, though, they started the walk all seeming to be in their own minds. It wasn't until they were halfway to Haruhi's home that Kaoru spoke up. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"It must be hard for him..." he began "knowing that he was so close to seeing his mother..." He paused a moment before questioning, "Do you think we did the right thing?" He asked. "Stopping him from going, I mean?" br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Hikaru and Haruhi gasped, turning to look at him as he continued. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"When we stopped the boss from going, it was for selfish reasons. We didn't want our carriage to turn into a pumpkin, and the spell to break...but none of us were really thinking about what the boss wanted, were we? We say we were, that we knew he wouldn't have wanted the club to break up...but wasn't that just us projecting our own desires onto him?"br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Hikaru tensed. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO EXPLAIN THAT STUPID PUMPKIN SPELL TO US EVENTUALLY YOU KNOW!" He yelled, and Kaoru just waved him off, chuckling to himself lightly. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"I can see your point though..." Haruhi admitted, moving right past Hikaru's outburst, which seemed always to be the best way to stop them. "I think you might be right...in a way..." She continued as they rounded the final corner toward her home. "While it is true that we might have been selfishly motivated...the way things happened back then...Tamaki-sempai isn't usually so close-mouthed about things...he'd just abruptly decided to leave without explaining anything to anyone...and I know that he had to dive off that bridge after me...but he was starting to come out of the car even before I lost control of the horses...so he must not of completely wanted to go back to France...at least, not in that way."br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"That's an interesting notion..." Kyoya's voice toned, and the three of them looked up to see him leaning against the outer gate to Haruhi's home, Renge, Honey-sempai, and Mori-sempai beside him. "...in it's own way." br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /~~~~~~~~BREAK~~~~~~~~br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Well guys! That's all for part one. Please let me know what you think so far! I'm going to try to write as often as I can, but I have a full-time job during the week, and if it gets busy I might be too wiped to update every night. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Thanks for reading! /div
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div id="yui_3_9_0_12_1448151579783_91" class="postcontent-align-center" style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"~*~ Part One : An Interesting Notion, In It's Own Way ~*~br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Narration POV: Haruhi/div
br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /em id="yui_3_9_0_12_1448151579783_110" style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"Here we are, all together again in the abandoned music room turned Host Club. It was a little rocky there for a while, Tamaki-Sempai announced that he was going to marry Lady Eclair, a woman who had showed up from France out of nowhere and told him that if he did he could see his mother again. He was going to go too, and had dissolved the Host Club permanently. He was on his way there when we set out to stop him, Hikaru, Kaoru and I chased him down in a horse drawn carriage to prove to him to him how important he was to all of us...we'd actually ended up risking our lives for it...br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /At the time, we were all so focused on what we were losing, and Tamaki-sempai...he did seem happy to learn how much we all love it here. Still though, I wonder, what about his mother?/embr style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"Haaru-chan!" Haruhi's thoughts were interrupted by the bundle of energy that was Honey-sempai, Mitsukuni "Honey" Haninozuka. He had bounded over and twirled around her in the same greeting he always used. "Wanna come have some cake?" Haruhi smiled lightly, effectively brought back to the present and went to join the others in their daily after-school routine of keeping the other ladies at school company at the Host Club. Haruhi glanced over at Tamaki-sempai, he was talking with his appointments with the same cheerful smile and intent gaze that he usually did, and when he noticed her gaze, he gave her a brief smile just for her. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Everything seemed normal, but you could tell that the members of the Host Club were all being especially careful not to bring up the events of that night at all. It was like no one knew how to address it, so everyone was trying to go back to what they'd always done. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /She could almost feel the syncronocity of the polar energies of the Hitachiin twins coming up behind her, and by the time she noticed it, they had already squished themselves to either side of her. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"You can share a piece with us." They said in unison, Kaoru holding the plate up closer to her mouth, and Hikaru slicing a bite off with a dessert fork and lifting it up to her mouth. It would be seemingly innocent to an unknowing bystander, but nothing the twins did in unison was ever what it seemed. There was a beat of silence, and none of the 3 of them responded, then after what seemed to have been too long, the twins both lowered their hands and had perplexed looks on their faces. Haruhi frowned lightly as well, and the 3 of them looked at each other, and then turned to the couch where Tamaki-sempai was still engaged with his appointments. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"Well that's...odd." Haruhi voiced, knowing that ordinarily this would be the kind of thing that would set Tamaki-sempai off on a grand tangent about not wanting his "daughter" to be fed by the likes of cretins or perverts like them. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"Well that's less entertaining." Kaoru said, and Hikaru put the fork full of cake into his own mouth and rested an elbow on Haruhi's shoulder. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"So you've noticed it as well, have you?" The 3 of them turned to the voice of Kyoya-sempai, observing them casually from the corner making notes on his notebook as usual and looking up. "It seems our fearless leader is somewhat less enthusiastic than usual lately, frankly it's been somewhat of a refreshing change, though I have to wonder about the cause."br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /em style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"So, they had noticed./embr style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"Character Development! What's a lonely prince without a troubled backstory?"br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Haruhi and the Hitachiin twins all jumped at the sound of Renge's voice, and none of them had realized that she was there. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"Hey! What happened to that rig you usually show up on?" Hikaru wondered, br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"Well it's hardly the time to bring it to the prince's attention right now, don't you think?" She responded in her shrill voice, though now that she mentioned it, it was much quieter without all the hoopla that usually accompanied her appearance. Without it, she as actually pretty good at sneaking up on them. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"Never mind that, what did you mean about a backstory?" Haruhi asked. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"It's not like you haven't all been thinking about it, Tamaki is happy because he can remain a part of the family he has here, but he is also very aware that he just gave up on what might have been his last chance to see his mother, who he only remembers as having been sick very often. It's been ten years, but a chance like that must have brought back all the worry he used to feel for her, and knowing how helpless he is to do anything about it. He's not a child anymore, but he is still helpless, after all."br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /The club members were all quiet as they thought on this, which was probably the most they'd ever heard Renge talk about something other than shojo manga. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /~*~*~*~*~*~br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Haruhi thought about this as she walked home, Hikaru and Kaoru trailing her as they had begun doing. For a while they would complain that she should let them have their car drive her home, though after days of refusing vehemently that she preferred to walk, and that they ought to spend more time in the real world and not being chauffeured around, they'd given up trying to convince her. Most days she spent a lot of the walk complaining that they didn't need to follow her home, but they both seemed pretty adamant that this was going to become a permanent thing. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Today was different, though, they started the walk all seeming to be in their own minds. It wasn't until they were halfway to Haruhi's home that Kaoru spoke up. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"It must be hard for him..." he began "knowing that he was so close to seeing his mother..." He paused a moment before questioning, "Do you think we did the right thing?" He asked. "Stopping him from going, I mean?" br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Hikaru and Haruhi gasped, turning to look at him as he continued. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"When we stopped the boss from going, it was for selfish reasons. We didn't want our carriage to turn into a pumpkin, and the spell to break...but none of us were really thinking about what the boss wanted, were we? We say we were, that we knew he wouldn't have wanted the club to break up...but wasn't that just us projecting our own desires onto him?"br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Hikaru tensed. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO EXPLAIN THAT STUPID PUMPKIN SPELL TO US EVENTUALLY YOU KNOW!" He yelled, and Kaoru just waved him off, chuckling to himself lightly. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"I can see your point though..." Haruhi admitted, moving right past Hikaru's outburst, which seemed always to be the best way to stop them. "I think you might be right...in a way..." She continued as they rounded the final corner toward her home. "While it is true that we might have been selfishly motivated...the way things happened back then...Tamaki-sempai isn't usually so close-mouthed about things...he'd just abruptly decided to leave without explaining anything to anyone...and I know that he had to dive off that bridge after me...but he was starting to come out of the car even before I lost control of the horses...so he must not of completely wanted to go back to France...at least, not in that way."br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /"That's an interesting notion..." Kyoya's voice toned, and the three of them looked up to see him leaning against the outer gate to Haruhi's home, Renge, Honey-sempai, and Mori-sempai beside him. "...in it's own way." br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /~~~~~~~~BREAK~~~~~~~~br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Well guys! That's all for part one. Please let me know what you think so far! I'm going to try to write as often as I can, but I have a full-time job during the week, and if it gets busy I might be too wiped to update every night. br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /br style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /Thanks for reading! /div
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