Samurai Storyline
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Chapter 4
Despite the subtle movement in his backpack, Ranzen's morning went pretty well. He was currently heading towards the familiar music room. Maybe he would ask Tamaki about the other clubs. Upon opening the door, he froze. The room was packed; girls here, girls there, all sitting and chatting with a certain guy.
This seemed to mark the end of his good day. Everyone was staring at him. Slowly but surely, he started backing away in hopes of escaping. His hopes were utterly shattered by Tamaki himself. "Hey, Ran, you came!" Tamaki made his way over. "I see you're busy." "Yes, but care to join us? You have some fans in here." Ranzen stared at the girls next to Tamaki who were blushing and looking at him intently. 'Traitorous Tama.' "Sure." 'Traitorous mouth!'
Ranzen sat there with a trio of girls who had questions about his last performance. "I must say, an heir and an actor? You must manage your time extremely well." The girl smiled. "To be honest, there's nothing to be managed." "Pardon?" "Writing, composing, and acting are my life, and everyone knows that life cannot truly be composed or managed. All one can do is keep moving forward and take things on as they come." "So true." another girl sighed dreamily. The trio was silent as they admired the relaxed expression on Ranzen's face. Their blushes deepened.
One girl calmed herself and said "I found your last piece amazing but there's something that puzzled me." "Yes?" "Why did the wandering swordsman not fight for the maiden when she was forced to marry?" Before he could answer, another girl did. "Most likely because he respected the fact that he couldn't compete with the shogun besides, the swordsman was poor." Ranzen coughed. 'Do I sense a goldigger?'
Forcing a smile onto his face, he explained. "Actually, the swordsman didn't fight because she made it clear that her love for him was nothing compared to her sense of duty. She chose to marry the shogunand because of that, there was nothing for the samurai to do. To go against her choice would mean more pain for the both of them. Although the maiden didn't love the shogun, her family's content state made her happy enough. Knowing this, the swordsman had no choice but to move on despite his broken heart. Forgive me, but I have no remorse for showing the harshness of tradition."
By now, the girls were in tears. "How loving the swordsman was." "His actions proved that his love was greater than hers." "How tragic!" Ranzen sweatdropped. 'Was it that sad?' he wondered. "Oh Rukihara-sama." 'Sama?' "How do you create such touching work?" one girl asked as she tried to control her tears. "Well, personally, I think that all you need is a story and people who have experienced similar events to those in the story. Real experience is key in my plays. Reality brings life to art." Three sets of eyes looked at him with admiration. "Sorry, but, I must be leaving." he stood and ran out of the room.
Ranzen sat himself in the courtyard, a mini bundle on his lap. "Ran!" he looked up a small blonde boy running up to him. "Ra-ooooo." Hunny stared at the kitten. "It's a secret. Hime comes to school with me in my backpack." Hunny sat next to him and petted Hime. "She looks like orange cupcake with cream." "I guess." "Oh yeah." he pulled out a letter. "Tama wanted me to give this to you." "Thanks, Haninozuka-sempai." "You can call me Hunny." "Okay." Hunny stared at him intently.
"What?" "Just thinking. I remember the first time I saw one of your plays. It was your first one; you were so small. I remember watching it on t.v. with Takashi." Hunny's expression softened. "It was old fashioned, basic." Ranzen said plainly. "Yeah but it was really good. We really liked it. We've watched most of them ever since. Seeing you now, you remind me of Takashi." Hunny stood. "See you later." Hunny threw him a bright smile and ran off. "What was that about?" Ranzen asked himself.
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Tamaki's note had invited Ranzen back to the music room at a more appropriate time. Before fully opening the door to Music Room 3, he peeked inside. "Don't worry, it's only us." someone said. Ranzen looked to his left and found a dark haired boy with glasses leaning against the wall. "Hi." he said entering. "Hello, I'm Ohtori Kyoya." "Rukihara Ranzen." "Ran!" "Tama?" "I see you've finally met everyone." Ranzen remained silent before asking "Why'd you call me here?"
Tamaki smiled. "I would like to invite you to join the host club." "See ya." Ranzen turned to leave. "Wait!" Ranzen glanced over his shoulder. "Come on now, it would be fun." Ranzen's impassive stare told him he would have to be more persuasive. "What would I get out of it?" Tamaki didn't answer. He knew the boy hadn't changed and he knew very well that whatever the redhead would want would be sinister but he had to try.
Tamaki broke into a cold sweat. "I-I-If you join, I'll grant you a special favor, anything you want, I'll do it." He whimpered as he was on the verge of tears. "Okay then, I'll hold you to that...What's the limit? Time, people?" "Since you missed half of the first term, how about you stay for the rest of the year?" "It ends a month before the end of second term." "Yes sir."
The other club members watched the scene from across the room. "He has milord whipped." Kaoru stated. "I like him already." said Hikaru. The pair strolled up to Ranzen, stepping on Tamaki doing so and welcomed him to the club.
"Question." Ranzen announced. "About Haru, why is she the only girl here?" Everyone froze. "We don't know what you're talking about." "Don't bother hiding it." Tamaki stated. "Milord!" Tamaki stood. "You can trust him, besides, after seeing so many make up tricks for his plays, he's developed an eye for these things." Tamaki turned to Ranzen. "Anyway, welcome to the host club."
Ranzen, a member of the host club, that's nice. Anyone wonder about that moment with Hunny? If you want to know more, keep reading. This story's gonna get complicated. Please review.