Author Notes: I'm not really going to explain myself since I did in the third chapter, but, if you can't bother to understand the fact that I even bothered to place a translation list down, I could just laugh at everyone and say 'haha, your fault,' but no. Nonetheless, the comments such as what chrisamazing (I think that's what the name was) are more than welcomed.
Japanese translations are at the bottom.
"Talking"
'Thoughts.'
Characters belong to Bisco Hatori.
Story and plot belong to me.
Chapter 05
What Father Wants
- Previously -
So she laughed.
"I'm going to take a shower and go to bed," Haruhi announced and waved to them once, "oyasumi." She opened the door and started to walk in.
"Want us to help you undress?" The twins asked curiously.
WHACK!
"Hentai no bakas!" Tamaki roared.
"Weren't they calling you that earlier?" Mitsukuni asked.
"Wah! We just want to help!" The twins stated.
"Sure." Haruhi smiled.
They looked at her, "…hontou?"
"Iie." She closed the door.
Haruhi finished her hot shower just moments ago and placed on some random shorts on and a short sleeved shirt. It's not like she would trust the Host Club members to leave her alone in peace, though she wasn't sure. Last time she was at the beach for the weekend, she was with Kyouya for the moment to talk, then was with Tamaki.
Talking…
'Kyouya was trying to remind me of the day we were at the store.' Haruhi couldn't forget that day. 'He was extremely grumpy, had no money, and no cell phone.'
Sighing tiredly, she dried her hair with a towel so that it wouldn't soak the pillow or give her uncontrollable hair in the morning. It's actually the reason why she preferred to have showers in the morning, but know them, they'd jump in. Most of that thought was an exaggeration, but with the Host Club, it was always hard to tell.
Knock, knock.
She turned her attention to the door for the moment, then sighed before saying that she would be right there. Her educated guess told her that it was Tamaki who wanted to give her a kiss on the head. Haruhi wished that he would leave her alone everyone once in a while, even one entire day without his attention would be great.
Sighing one last time, she placed the dry towel around her neck in case her hair was still a little wet. Buying her time to see Tamaki's face, she unlocked the door quietly and placed her hand on the door knob and opened it slowly. Haruhi peeked her head out to see who it was, and surprisingly, she couldn't have been more wrong.
"K-Kyouya-senpai?"
- Now -
"You seemed surprised." Kyouya raised his eyebrows. "May I come in."
"Sure," she stepped aside to let him in, "I thought you would be Tamaki-senpai."
"You should know he sleeps early for his beauty." The shadow king announced.
"That's true," how could she forget his awkward schedule?
Taking off his glasses, he slid them onto the collar of his shirt and looked at her, "are you trying to mimic my appearance from last time Haruhi?" He asked.
Haruhi blinked confusedly, "mimic?" She forgot about the towel around her neck.
The shadow somewhat smiled at her lack of thought, "you should sleep."
"Kyouya-senpai," Haruhi called out, looking at him as she closed the door quietly, subconsciously locking it, "what was it you were trying to say to me earlier?"
"Do you remember the party in the Central Salon, how you stood up to otousan?"
She nodded and sat on the bed looking at him, "did I get you into trouble?"
"If that was the case, I would've doubled your debt." His tone was a little annoyed, yet grateful that he wasn't in trouble, "it's quite the opposite really."
"Does this really involve yesterday?" Haruhi asked; trying to avoid complications.
Kyouya sat down next to her sideways, one leg up on the bed with his other one dangling on the side, "I doubt the Chairman has told you, but both he and otousan want you to be their sons' wife in the future, in this case, for me or Tamaki." He didn't bother looking at her as he continued, "otousan hates the Chairman in many ways, so in return to that, he wants me to get closer to you. That, is why I came yesterday."
"You came, …because your otousan wanted you to get close to me?" Haruhi looked almost astonished as to what she was just told, "w-what am I, a prize?"
"Not necessarily," he replied, "but because of this situation, I need a favor from you."
"Nani?" The sixteen year old glanced at him confusedly.
His dangling leg lifted onto the bed and he rested his arm on it and looked at her with almost a bored expression, "simple, will you be my girlfriend?"
"Eh?!" Haruhi got off the bed and stood a couple feet away, "w-who are you, and what in the world did you do to Kyouya-senpai?!"
"Would you mind keeping it down?" He scowled in a light manner, "I don't really want the others to come barging in here, thinking something's wrong."
"Why in the world would I be your girlfriend? How do you benefit from that- how can I even benefit from it?!" She was still pretty shocked.
"The Host Club would know nothing of this though, especially Tamaki." Kyouya informed. "I benefit from it because it would please my father to see that I have started a relationship with you. About it benefiting you however, I could make your debt disappear for you, but you would still need to be a host for less suspicion."
"Erasing a debt just so I can be your girlfriend, what am I, a whore or something?"
Haruhi was a little annoyed at this and mumbled, "that's pretty steep nonetheless…"
"It was merely an offer Haruhi," he stood up and walked to her, "unfortunately, I need this, so I don't mind being in debt with you one way or another."
"That's still pretty much the same reasoning." She stated to herself out loud.
"Only our families would be aware of this relationship, no one else though for both of our benefits, and to avoid Tamaki's complaints." Kyouya stated. "Think of it as a trial that will end in perhaps five months, then we don't have to continue any longer."
"There's nothing between us that we can call anything as a relationship." She stated.
Kyouya smirked, "indeed," his hands went into his pockets, "however, it would make things interesting wouldn't it? You wanted to know about kyodais and shimai?"
"Shimai?" She looked at him rather confusedly, "goshimai?"
"Un." Kyouya guided her to sit on the bed without her noticing as he still stood.
The temptation to understand was right there, and it was the bait, but she had to take it, "what would I have to do as your girlfriend, Kyouya-senpai?"
"Not call me with suffix around my family for one thing, only around the other Host Club members I suppose," Kyouya shrugged, "I suppose I can take you on dates."
"Why do I have a feeling I would have to meet your otousan?" Haruhi asked.
"After we've adjusted to the situation, I'll tell him, and he'll want to meet you."
"Not much pressure, is there?" She grumbled sarcastically.
"Otousan is a strict man, and the fact that you interested him is surprising enough." Kyouya announced to her, explaining how this situation came to be.
"I was just telling him that you're admirable." Haruhi huffed, glancing at him.
"Shall I take that annoyed look as an acceptance to being my girlfriend?"
"Can I make a couple conditions?" She asked in annoyance.
"Hai." The shadow king replied with interest.
"No more harassing me in any way, it's getting annoying. Also, I don't have to host when I don't want to." Haruhi couldn't really think of anything else.
"I thought you would make it more interesting." He nodded, "however, you'll still have to present yourself at the Third Music Room as a host."
"I guess I can't really object to that," she commented, and looked at him, "wouldn't this make me closer to understanding you though? You always push others away."
Kyouya smirked, "only to those who want to know, can understand me, remember?" He had her remember what she said two days ago. "You should get some rest."
"Ah, senpai- er… Kyouya," she tried to call out.
Stopping his way to the door, he looked at her, "nani?"
"Nothing, it's just…" how could she ask this?
He came over and waited patiently, "what is it?"
Haruhi looked up at him, "is this something you want to do it for your otousan, or is it because you also think you can find something more that you'll benefit from?"
Kyouya looked at her rather surprisedly, but offered a smile, "who knows."
She was now confused as to what he meant, "what's that supposed to mean?"
"I don't know the answer," he stated truthfully, "was that all?"
"Hai… I guess…" Haruhi sighed, being a little flustered.
"We'll go to Hokkaido next weekend, alright?"
"Un, it sounds fun," she smiled at the thought.
"Oyasumi." The shadow king walked away.
"Oyasumi Kyouya." Haruhi replied, watching him unlock the door to leave, then locked after he left the room, and Haruhi decided to go to sleep now.
Morning appeared the next day and Haruhi was the first to wake out of the Host Club members because she slept a lot the other day. She got dressed and decided to go take a walk with the stuffed rabbit in her arms on the beach before the chaotic day with the others began. The morning brought little warmth, but it was enough to keep her wide; not like anyone would wake up in the morning, and go bug her in her room to find out she was missing.
Last night flooded back into her mind with that 'simple, will you be my girlfriend' running through her mind. If she didn't know better, she would have to say that it was nothing but a very strange dream. Then again, there was no real difference from night and day now thanks to the Host Club.
"WAHHH!!! HARUHI'S MISSING!!! SOMEONE HELP!!!"Tamaki cried out.
Haruhi twitched in annoyance at the hectic yelling back at the villa and knew that she should go back before everyone wakes up. She was actually a little happy that he forgot about the fact that she said she would go on a walk with him yesterday. Her feet dragged her back, and saw the entire Host Club other than Kyouya searching her room; under the bed, in the bathroom, behind the curtain, in her bag-
"Get out of my stuff!" Haruhi fumed, causing them to jump in shock.
Tamaki looked at her, "HARUHI!!!"
She twitched in annoyance, "get out!"
He screeched. "Such foul language!"
"Haru-chan!" Mitsukuni cheered.
"Honey-senpai," Haruhi looked at him and gave him the stuffed rabbit.
"Yay! Usa-chan too!" He jumped with glee and hugged the rabbit.
She smiled and then looked around, "ano… where's Kyouya…-senpai."
"He's still asleep," Tamaki looked at the time, "breakfast should be soon."
"So you're not going to wake him up?" They stared at her blankly.
"Kyouya-senpai has a bad temper in the morning." The twins stated.
"Kyou-chan has low blood pressure!" Mitsukuni smiled.
"Fine then, I'll go wake him up." Haruhi sighed and left the room.
"Iie!" The twins grabbed her. "You'll be eaten alive!"
"Stay with us Haruhi! It's safer!" Tamaki pleaded.
"Nani?" Haruhi asked in annoyance.
"Kyou-chan might scare you!" Mitsukuni stated.
"Un." Takashi agreed lightly.
"Tamaki-senpai, shouldn't you be thinking of what the Host Club will girl for the customers that came? Hikaru, Kaoru, go eat, I can hear your stomachs growling."
"GAH! THAT'S RIGHT!!!" Tamaki fled to plan things.
The twins' stomachs won, "food!!!"
"Simple minds," Haruhi sighed.
"Want us to come with you Haru-chan?" Mitsukuni asked.
"Iie, it's fine." She began walking off in the opposite direction.
"Haru-chan's acting strange, ne?" He looked at his taller cousin.
Takashi shrugged, "who knows."
"I wonder if we get cake in the morning!" Mitsukuni rushed to the dining room.
"…" He followed his rather cheerful cousin.
Knock, knock.
"Kyouya, okoshimas." Haruhi called out, but received no answer and opened the door to it practically dark. So she closed the door behind her and came to the bed, "oi, Kyouya-senpai, okoshimas."
Kyouya growled in annoyance and sat up, "nani-yo…"
"Hmm, so you do have a bad temper," she was surprised.
"Nan desu ka?" He looked at her tiredly.
"You should get up before Tamaki-senpai does something stupid."
Kyouya remembered they were hosting today, "hai."
"He said breakfast should be ready soon," she started to leave.
"Wait outside the room then." He stated as he got up.
Haruhi didn't understand why she had to wait for him, but decided to just listen to him, and he came out fifteen minutes later. He still looked pretty grumpy, causing her to remember the day she was stranded with him at the store. Thinking about that as they headed towards the dining room, she placed her hand behind her head.
"I still don't see how it'll work, do you usually keep things from Tamaki-senpai?"
Haruhi asked curiously, wondering if it was something new.
He shrugged carelessly, "I've never seemed to have given him any reason to doubt."
"Mou, I hope I don't have to act like you," she huffed, "so what do I have to do?"
"Nothing important, seeing how neither of us have been in a relationship before."
Kyouya stated casually, "as I said, we'll start slowly starting the first day back."
'You didn't say that…' She glared at him, then looked ahead.
"Not happy?" He asked curiously.
"Does this mean I have to share my ideas for the Host Club to gain profit?" The natural rookie asked curiously. "You being the vice president and all."
"You should've been doing that already." Kyouya looked at her curiously.
"Hontou? But it's so troublesome." She replied.
"So what's your idea for the Host Club?"
"Nothing special, the thought came to me when Renge-chan tried to make a movie of us." Haruhi lowered her hands down to place them in her pockets.
"Are you implying that you want us to make a movie again?" He questioned.
"Iie, actually… the thought of making a CD was more interesting, but I don't know if you guys can sing, I know I can't." Haruhi tried to explain. "You can have five solo songs, except the twins can do one together, and then one with everyone."
"You think I would sing?" Kyouya asked in annoyance.
"Already we have to argue? What a bad relationship."
He sighed, "we'll see what Tamaki has to say about it."
"That reminds me, what about me debt?" Haruhi asked.
The vice president looked at her, "what debt?"
Kyouya opened the double doors and everyone looked at them, surprised that they came together and without him being in a bad mood. They went to their chairs quietly and sat down, noticing that everything was very silent at the moment. Tamaki ignore this and cheered happily that breakfast was being brought in and began rambling to Kyouya about the days' course of events.
"Tell me about it later," Kyouya said grumpily as he took a bite of his food.
'So he's being nice to me because of benefits, ne?' Haruhi sighed and also ate.
"Oni #1 and Oni #3 seem quiet," Hikaru whispered.
"Maybe something happened?" Kaoru questioned.
"You could say that," Kyouya replied, everyone jolted.
"K-Kyou-chan, o-ohayoo." Mitsukuni smiled weakly.
"Ohayoo gozaimas." He replied, and looked at Haruhi sternly.
'W-what's he glaring at me for?' Haruhi panicked.
"I thought you were going to tell Tamaki." Kyouya took another bite of the meal.
"Tell him what?" He couldn't mean tell him of the 'relationship' they started.
"About your idea, only he can accept it." The shadow king announced.
"Oh, demo… I thought I would tell him about it later," Haruhi blinked.
"Tell me what?" Tamaki asked curiously.
"Haruhi thought of something that the Host Club could do." Kyouya answered.
"Oh? Let's hear it! We're interested!" Hikaru and Kaoru stated.
"Haru-chan ganbatte!" Mitsukuni cheered pointlessly.
Haruhi scratched the back of her head, "well, I was think that the Host Club could make a CD, you know, music or something." She poked at her food with the fork, "the movie that Kyouya-senpai edited made a good hit, so I wondered about music."
"Oh! Brilliant!" Tamaki cheered. "Let's do it!"
"Ano…" Hikaru looked at the president boredly.
"We like the idea as well…" Kaoru spoke.
"But how would that work?" The twins asked.
"Haruhi planned that already." Kyouya stated.
"Ara?" They all looked at her.
Haruhi smiled sheepishly, "well, that is to say some of it- I don't know how many songs you would like to put on a CD, put I can only think of six."
"Let's hear it, let's hear it!" Mitsukuni smiled.
"Well, since I can't sing, the six of you can do a song of your own, Hikaru and Kaoru of course is a set being their selling point, making that five songs."
"What about the sixth song?" Tamaki asked curiously.
"Everyone participates in it," her cheeks flushed lightly, "I don't know how unique it would be though, unless Tamaki-senpai wants to add some musical songs into it."
"Oh!" Tamaki clung to her happily. "Let's do it! I should express myself to you!"
Haruhi's blush deepened and pinched his hand off her, "please don't."
Kyouya smirked at that and added, "I have one condition though."
"Hmm?" Everyone looked at him.
He looked at Haruhi, "Haruhi attempts to do a song."
"But you should know that my grades were bad." Haruhi frowned.
"I said attempt, if you do poorly, we'll simply leave it out." He proposed.
"That sounds like harassment to me," the natural rookie huffed, "fine."
"Yosh! Everyone will sing!" Tamaki paused and looked at Takashi, "Mori-senpai…"
"…" The senior looked a little pale, but nodded in agreement.
"Let's do this next Saturday-" Tamaki was interrupted.
"Declined, I'm busy that day." Kyouya stated.
"Haru-chan isn't though, ne?" Mitsukuni asked curiously.
"Actually, Saturday's bad for me…" Haruhi frowned.
"How about we do it in December?" The twins suggested.
"It would give us enough time to make arrangements." Kyouya stated.
"I don't see why not, we have to make lyrics, ne?" Haruhi added.
"Then it's settled, Haruhi's in charge of all lyric making!" Tamaki cheered.
"Un!" Everyone replied, though Kyouya and Takashi weren't as enthusiastic.
"EH?!" Haruhi panicked.
Translations:
Kyodai: Brother.
Shimai: Sister.
Goshimai: (Your) Sister.
Okoshimas: "Wake up."
Nan desu ka: "What is it?"
Ganbatte: "Go for it!"
Author Note: Told you that it would get interesting between the fourth or fifth chapter. Sadly, it only gets more interesting in different way, and yet I'm not going to spoil any of it, how surprising.
Next Update: Tomorrow! ...if I remember!
Extra: Happy Valentines Day