So, just a bit of background for those who are curious. This story is based off of my own experience. One of my best friends (Ghost Girl202 ;)) wanted me to watch Host Club, but I refused. Later on, I was like "what the heck" and watched the first episode. Pretty soon I had watched all 26 episodes, in a manner of 2 days. So, after I apologized to my friend (Ghost Girl202), we couldn't stop fangirling over it. That's kinda what inspired this story.
Chapter 3: Just a Little Idiot Time
The school day went by far too quickly. The moment I was dreading all day was here. I still had no clue how to tell her. After I had finished changing in the bathroom, I met up with Yuki as always. She all ready spotted the look on my face.
"Uh-oh. Someone's wearing her 'I've got something bad to tell you face.' What's wrong Kuro?" Yuki asked, obviously concerned.
I let out a quick sigh. I opened my mouth to start, but closed it quickly again. Yuki gave me a 'just spit it out' look. I let out another hefty sigh and said "I met your Host Club yesterday."
She took in so much air through the wide gap between her pearly lips, and her sugar brown eyes opened up so wide, I thought she would explode. "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" She said so fast all of it ran together in a jumble. "You realized you were wrong, right?! You love them now, I just know it! Oh, I can't believe it! You took my word for it didn't you?! I finally convinced you didn't I?!" She looked at me eagerly.
"Actually no. One of them ran into me on the sidewalk and knocked me into a puddle. He wouldn't stop calling me 'princess,' so I punched him. Long story short, I was forced to go with them to their club room, where they then blackmailed me into going back. So, I actually have to go with you today. Unfortunately." I explained exasperated.
Yuki's face looked horrified. "I can't believe they would do something like that! And you punched one of them?!"
"Yes, okay? Let's move on. I'd really rather not be late considering the Ice Master would totally go on with his threat." I said, trying to push her in the direction of the club room.
She released herself from my hands. "Alright, alright. I'm moving. Though I'll have you know that until I see the hosts threaten someone with my very eyes, I'm on their side with this one. You have a habit of making things sound worse than they really are, you know." I rolled my eyes and took a few quick steps so that I was walking level with her.
We finally made it to the elegant door that guarded the Host Club. Yuki opened the door excitedly. The same special effects from yesterday greeted me again. This time though, a chorus of voices said "welcome" rather sweetly. Yuki skipped in happily, while I strode in slowly with my hands shoved in pockets yet again.
"I'm going on ahead. You just do what you need to." Yuki said. "But, don't punch anyone, please. Oh, and remember to try and have fun! And don't forget to smile!" she added as a whisper in my ear. Then she was off to see only the hosts know who.
"So, I see you know one of our guests." I heard a voice beside me. I looked over to see that it was one of the twins. Kaoru, I think it was.
"Yeah. She's my over-eager best friend." I said with a bit of annoyance at him in my voice.
"I wouldn't have expected someone like you to be friends with one of our guests." A voice on my other side said. I looked over to see it was the other twin (Hikaru). I should have known.
"Well that's how it is, okay." I replied.
"Well, enough chit-chat. The boss is waiting." Both twins said at once. They each grabbed one of my arms and almost dragged me to an isolated corner of the room. There was a table with two chairs waiting there. In one of the chairs (the one facing the wall), sat the scaredy king himself, Tamaki Suoh. It was obvious he was nervous. He was pale and shaking like a madman. When he looked up and saw me between the twins, he almost jumped out of his seat.
"Is…is that supposed to be some sort of joke?" Tamaki asked, pointing at my shirt. I looked down to remember what shirt I was wearing. I grinned evilly to confirm his suggestion. It was my favorite shirt. It was a black t-shirt with my personal motto printed in red across the front. "Mind my fist" was one of the things I lived by when I was around other people. I had purposefully chosen it for today, just as a reminder.
"Well, we'll leave you two alone now. Bye-bye! Have fun you two!" The twins said in sync. They each flapped a hand at us and walked off casually.
"Wait! No! You can't leave me alone with her! I'd much rather be with you two monsters than with this demon in disguise!" Tamaki quickly rose out of his chair and tried to grasp for the twins; he failed. He was completely terrified. I knew I would enjoy this much more than I had originally thought. The twins also seemed to enjoy his fear, for they completely ignored his outburst.
Tamaki slumped back down in his chair, defeated. I walked over to the empty seat against the wall. When I sat down, I slid down a little and leaned against the back of the seat. I stretched out my legs in front of me and crossed my ankles. I folded my arms under my breasts and stared across the table at Tamaki. My smirk seemed to unsettle him even more. Yuki was right. I should be happy and I should smile. I just didn't intend to do it the way she had meant.
"So Tamaki, what do you like to do?" I tried to make conversation. If we had had a staring contest the entire time, I would have won by staring his insides to liquid.
He tried to compose himself the best he could. "Oh, well I like running this club and being with my club family!" He tried to give a warm, happy smile, but I could still sense his fear. I gave him an indifferent look to let him know we did not have that in common. He continued. "I also like to play the piano. My mother used to love to hear me play." A faraway look passed through his eyes as he reminisced. I gave him a look that said 'I don't f-ing care.' He saw it and came back to the present. "So Kohaku, what do you like to do?" He turned the conversation on me.
"Kuro is fine, by the way. I like to listen to music, draw, read, play graphic video games, crush my enemies into a pulp, drink their blood as juice for breakfast, and you know, normal teenage girl stuff." I said all of that so casually, I was sure he was convinced I was a murderer. His horrified expression confirmed my suspicions. "I'm kidding about the enemy stuff. I'm not a killer." I reassured him. "Maybe." I added on as a whisper to freak him out. This was far too enjoyable.
"So, ah, Kuro, what video games do you play?" he asked nervously.
"Oh geez. That's a big answer. Where do I even start?" he gave me an incredulous look. "Well, I mean, there's the fantasy adventure games, the non-magical adventure games, the war games- keep in mind those are just some of the RPGs- then you've got all the strategy games-great for thought process and quick-thinking- You know, I don't think I would be me without my games." I gave a truthful look.
"Oh, so your games are what made you so violent?" He asked sort of relieved.
"Not exactly….You see, I've always had it in me, but it was only when I started playing video games that I really embraced it." I explained.
"Oh."
We were silent for a while, started talking about something else, went silent again, and continued on like that for the rest of the time. Nothing really interesting happened except for me creeping him out every other time I opened my mouth. When it was time to leave, I stood, straightened my t-shirt, stuffed my hands back in my pockets, and went over to the door to wait for Yuki.
The day wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but I still wasn't happy about coming back. I was leaning against the wall by the door when I finally spotted Yuki in the large crowd of girls. She saw me and came as fast as she could towards me. When she made it over to me, she was grinning from ear to ear and lightly bouncing on her toes in excitement.
"So, how'd it go?" she asked me in an eager tone.
"Well, it was much more enjoyable than I thought it would be." She practically squealed my ears off. "Let's just say, my great talent, and enjoyment, of freaking people out came in handy." I added on.
"Wait! You scared him?! Why'd you do that?!" she asked slightly angry with me (It's impossible for her to actually rage and seethe).
"Well, it was fun. Duh." I made it sound like it was the most obvious answer in the world.
She was about to respond when Kyoya came up to us. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I must tell you your instructions for tomorrow, Kohaku. We will be outside in the garden for a special Victorian tea party event. You will need to meet us there the same time you met us today. You will be meeting with Tamaki again." He instructed me. He then looked over at Yuki. "I assume we'll see you there, Miss Shizuka?"
"Of course! I wouldn't miss it!" Yuki replied.
"Great. Then we'll see both of you there. Have a good evening." Kyoya said politely before walking away.
"Oh! It'll be so much fun! I can't wait!" Yuki told no one in particular. We left the club room and each headed home.
"Hey boss! How'd it go?" the twins came up to Tamaki, who was still a little shaken up from his conversations with Kuro.
"Scary. Very scary. A girl should not act in such a manner. No one should act the way she did." He shivered a little.
"Well boss, you know you could probably tame her if you tried." The twins told him with a grin everyone except Tamaki noticed.
"What do you mean?" he asked in confusion.
"Well considering you can't seem to make Haruhi into a girly girl, maybe you could work your magic on Kohaku." Hikaru said.
"I'm sure she's just hiding a real girl under all that toughness. You could be the one to uncover it." Kaoru added.
"Then she wouldn't be against us." They said in unison. They had their arms around each other, grinning at the genius of their plan.
Tamaki's eyes opened wide at the realization. "Alright men! Tomorrow at the tea party, we will make the target wear a really girly Victorian costume! She'll realize how much she loves wearing girl's clothes, and express her inner girl!" he practically sparkled in his moment of brilliantness. In the Theater of Tamaki's Mind, he watched a girly, happy, Victorian dressed Kuro dancing around with an equally happy and girly Haruhi. "Plus, if Kohaku and Haruhi start hanging out, she could influence Haruhi to express her girly side!" the twins clapped at the plan, though they were actually enjoying Tamaki making a fool of himself.
"Um, no offense senpai, but I don't think your plan will work. I also will not be a part of it. I don't intend on changing who I am!" Haruhi said offended. "I need to go home now. You're welcome to enjoy your little fantasy, but leave me out of it!" With that, she left the club room.
Tamaki started pouting again. Then he brightened up when he had another idea. "We're still going to try and influence Haruhi. I know she says she doesn't want to change, but deep down she knows she does!" the twins gave each other a look that said 'he's lost it.' "So, Operation Get Kohaku and Haruhi to Embrace Their Girly Sides, is now under way!" Tamaki announced.
"Um, boss? I think that name is a little long. How about Operation Kuro?" the twins suggested. They were only going along with the whole idea because it was something to do. And they were a little curious as to what Kuro would look like in girly clothes.
"Well, all right then. Operation Kuro is now under way! Who will join me?" the entire club just decided to go with it. Operation Kuro, was a go!
So, yeah. The title actually means something now! Well, anyway. I'm sorry it took longer than most of you would have liked for this chapter to come out! I was writing it in hiccups and I actually had to leave the immense comfort of my room to go do stuff! I'm so sorry about this, but I'm going away for a week; which means that the new chapters will take longer to come out. This is because I don't know anything about the internet access I'll have. I'll continue to write the chapters though. So don't expect anything for a while. And on another subject, if you want to know the origins of my two OCs, then please let me know, and I'll include it in a future author's note!