A Set of Drabbles
A Set of Drabbles
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High Host Club. If I do, there will be a lot of more twisted scenes then. XD
A/N: Not one of my top pairings but I felt like I just have to jot them down.
Summary: (Drabble 5) If Hikaru hadn't known any better, he would have think Haruhi was playing tricks on himkaru/Haruhi)
Drabble 5
It was scary. It was undeniably scary at the way her dark eyes glinted in the dark. He wasn't afraid (not that he would want to admit even when he was). He knew he was just being paranoid but those evil gleams seemed to be shooting lasers out of her eyes.
Yeah. And thus, Hikaru confidently concluded. It IS scary in a Haruhi sort of way.
The eldest of the twins whimpered, knowing fully well that his plan to get into Haruhi's pants had frigging backfired. So what was he to do now with the cross dresser blocking the only entrance to the room and with him…clutching the blanket around him tightly and whimpering like a small dog, waiting to be sliced and cooked.
Now that's just downright creepy. And if Hikaru hadn't known any better, he would have think Haruhi was playing tricks on him. Not that he cared but hauling him over to the bedroom?! What was she going to do?! RAPE HIM?! Okay… That would actually be a good way to put it.
So when Haruhi practically stomped over to the bed, Hikaru nearly pissed on himself as he sensed those disturbing auras emitting from the cross dresser. But what happened next scared him out of his wits when Haruhi opened her mouth and whispered softly, "Now that's just plain annoying. Don't you think so, Hikaru?"
She smiled sweetly.
Plotless. I was bored. And have to write something to ease my mind. Please review!
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