Living In My Sister's Shadow

by bornpuppetdiedcrying

Harou Fujioka, he's Haruhi's older twin brother and he doesn't show lots of his emotions. Harou and Haruhi look almost identical, except for the fact that Harou's hair is a dark brown and his brown eyes have a red sheen to them. And for poor Harou, he's always been living in his little sister's giant shadow. p.s i don't own OHSHC and this story is a SHONEN AI STORY. don't hate me

8. Chapter 8

*RECAP*

Kyoya smiled as if he didn't notice the crying boy in the corner, "Alright Harou, now that you're all set let's test you out on some guest."

A giant sweat drop slid down the side of my head as Kyoya's glasses shone evilly for a moment. 'You know what? I think I'm gonna regret ever coming to this stupid music room'

"Harou… what are your hobbies" one of the girls I was with asked. She had large blue eyes and black hair

"Um… listening to music, uh… singing, I don't really know but music's my life."

"That's so cute!" the girl squealed

"Uh yeah…" I muttered awkwardly, 'god this is so weird. No one's ever really bothered to talk to me before…'

"Harou, why is your skin so rough?" a girl with short blonde hair asked delicately holding my hand.

I stared at the girl like she was an idiot, "My hand's callused from playing instruments so much, and from getting into fights in middle school."

"You fought before? Did you ever get hurt?" the blonde girl asked

"Obviously." I said monotone

"Not much of a talker is he…" Hikaru said looking at Harou as he struggled with hosting his guests

"You can say that again" Karou agreed, "But it's also not just that, he's being really cold to the girls… I hope they don't get offended."

"I hope so too…" Hikaru sending one last glance at Harou before turning back to his customers

"So Harou why did you join the Host club, you don't seem all that talkative."

"Oh… Uh Gomen I…. never really had friends before… this is the most I've talked in a long time, but to answer your question I didn't plan on joining the host club. I sort of broke a vase and I'm paying them back by working as a host."

"Poor Harou!" one of the girls cried tears leaking from her Carmel colored eyes.

My eyes widened as the crying girl reminded me so much of Haruhi when she was younger and would cry whenever I got hurt.

"Harou! You're hurt again!" Haruhi sobbed

Instantly I shot out of my seat and crouched in front of the crying brunette, "Gomen…" I said softly, wiping her eyes with my scared hand, "I didn't mean to make you cry. Please forgive me… I don't want to see your tears."

The weeping girl's face flushed dark red and hid her face behind her hands, "No, I'm sorry Harou-sama, I don't wish to sound rude but you seemed very cold and uncaring… But I can see that you can be very kind and compassionate. Thank you Harou-sama!" the girl wiped the rest of her tears away.

"'Harou-sama?'"I asked in confusion, "Why are you calling me that?"

"Because!" the brunette smiled happily, no more tears in her eyes, "I kinda idolize you now, you're amazing! So distant yet caring! 3"

'What?!' I shouted in my mind mentally clutching my head, 'I did one nice thing and the next thing I know I have my name changed from Harou to Harou-sama~ blech…' "Hey there is no need to call me Harou-sama. Just plain Harou's fine!" I said quickly hopping to stop the happy girl so her friends don't joiner her in calling me Harou-Sama.

"But… I can't NOT call you that Harou-sama! Then I wouldn't be respectful!"

"How about you call me Harou-sempai instead?"

"No," the girl said defiantly, "I want to call you Harou-sama! Please let me !" she begged.

"Fine." I said giving in

"Takashi don't you think Harou-Chan's having some trouble?" Mitsukuni asked watching the struggling host from his table.

"Mhmm…." Takashi responded to his cousin.

"Well it's to be expected." Kyoya said in an all knowing voice, "Harou never had many friends. His twin sister Haruhi got all of the attention from fellow classmates and teachers. This is probably the first time peers have actually willingly spoke to Harou."

"Man, that's kinda sad." Kaoru said as he sat beside his brother and friends, watching Harou stutter as he talked to his guests and fumbled with the tea set given to him.

As the host easdroped even more they heard one of the girls ask, "Your mother died ten years ago? What about housework… and cooking?"

"Oh, me and my sister split the jobs. We usually cook together and swap cleaning duty every other week. You see my mother was a great cook, I'd always watch her cook, and she left me and Haruhi a ton of delicious recipes. Of course they are nothing like how mom made them, but I still love them because they remind me so much of her."

Harou smiled gently at his guests, not noticing the kind and heartwarming look he had in his eyes as he thought about his lost mother and the good times he had with her.

~~Flashback 11 years ago (Harou's 5 years old)~~

I walk silently into the house, cuts and bruises littered all over my face and arms. My lip was busted, and blood trickled down the side of my face from my temple.

"Harou! Welco—What Happen?!" mother cried looking at my beaten form, "Who sis this?" she asked taking me into the kitchen to get me cleaned up. I stayed quiet as mother dabbed alcohol onto my temple, but flinched because of the stinging. "Who did this to you Harou?" mother's firm voice told me there was no way I could wriggle out of this situation.

I sigh in defeat and said , "A bunch of bullies did this. They were gonna pick on Haruhi so I stopped them before they could do anything."

"Oh Harou." Mother said quietly pulling me into a warm embrace.

"Mom, please don't tell Haruhi about this. I rather be her silent soldier than have her know and constantly worry about me."

Mother stroked my face and kissed my forehead, tears in her eyes, "Alright Harou, I'll do as you ask… you're a very brave boy, you know? Not many people would do as you do for Haruhi on a daily basis."

I looked at mother with confusion clearly shone in my eyes, "Why wouldn't I do this Mom? Haruhi's my baby sister. It's my job to protect her no matter what."

Yeah that's what I thought when I was younger. I'd be the protector Haruhi didn't now exist. Basically everyday people would try and pick on Haruhi, but I always got in there way. When I got in fifth grade the bullies gave up with Haruhi and focused on me.

Truthfully I was glad those rotten kids paid more attention to me than any other kid. I didn't have to worry about protecting my baby sister as much after that. On the down side the jerks always tried to beat me up. But I dealt with it. The hatred. the loneliness. All for my little sister.

~~Flashback end 3rd p.o.v.~~

Harou continued awkwardly talking with customers as the blonde one asked, "M… May I see you tomorrow?"

Harou smiled happily, "Why not? I see nothing wrong with that."

"I wanna come too…" The others said light blushes on there faces.

Behind a fancy couch Tamaki and the other hosts Hid as they watched Harou smile kindly at his female guests.

"Hmmm…. He's not really natural, and he doesn't show much emotion…. What should his type be?" Tamaki asked Kyoya.

"Hmmm… That is a good question. He's not shy or natural, in fact he's very blunt and to the point…" Kyoya said observing how the girl reacted to the emotionless boy.

"Hey MI Lord, didn't Harou say he loved music? What about the Musical type?" the twins said in unison

"That's a great idea Hikaru, Kaoru!" Tamaki said energetically.

Suddenly a red haired Ayanokoji, who was seated beside Tamaki asked, "Master Tamaki, Have you no time for your own guests."

"Oh!" Tamaki gasped turning his attention towards the snake like girl, "I'm sorry princess! I was just concerned about the new kid."

"You've certainly taken an Interest in him." Ayanokoji said sourly

"He's an interesting and mysterious guy" Tamaki said casting a glance back at Harou, "By the way, would you care to try Prolet Arian ramen? It's junk but really darn tasty."

"You've really tried it?" Ayanokoji asked in disgust and horror.

"Yes," Tamaki said with a smile, "And I'm already hooked on these Dagashi" (Little snacks) "Harou!" Tamaki called making the said boy walk over to the blonde.

"Yes Tamaki?" the brunette asked

"Allow me to introduce my regular… Miss, Ayanokoji"

'A regular?' Harou asked glancing at Miss. Aya. 'Oh, it's her from before…' he thought to himself mentally frowning. But on the outside Harou put on a fake smile and said, "Please to meet you…" In a forcefully happy voice.

"That's so keeyot!" Tamaki squealed hugging Harou tightly, "Harou, you should smile more!"

"Tamaki! Let go, I'm still injured!" Harou cried trying to push Tamaki's large frame off of himself.

"But you're so cute!"

"You sure won't be in a minute!"

"You shouldn't threaten your daddy!"

"Like I'd care! Besides you aren't my dad! You wouldn't want to be… Who'd want me as a son..?"

Tamaki frowned and loosened his hug, "What did just say?" Tamaki asked his dead serious.

Harou avoided eye contact and said, "You aren't my father."

"No Harou, after that."

Harou clenched his teeth and spoke, "I said no one would want me as their son…"

"Why would you say that?" Tamaki asked his voice filled with a great amount of pain.

"I'm just stating facts. No one wants me. Not even my own Father and sister."

"You're wrong Harou…" Tamaki said quietly, hugging Harou's small body

"Oh yeah? Name one person who actually wants me with them." Harou challenged his captor.

"That's easy!" Tamaki smiled resting his forehead on Harou's

"Really?" Harou asked his dead brownish red eyes held a glint of wonder, "Then who?"

Tamaki pulled away from his small friend, his smile grew in size "Me!"

"What?!" Harou shouted catching the attention of the other hosts and the guests, "You're joking right?!"

"Nope, And it's not just me, but also Kyoya, Hikaru, Kaoru, Hunny-sempai and Mori-Sempai. Harou we all want you here and we'd hate to have you go."

Harou frowns in confusion, "Why?" he asked his eyes beginning to water.

Tamaki smiled and said in a kind voice, "Because we're friends."

The tears in Harou's eyes fell down his face, as his lip quivered, "Friends?" Harou asked the Hosts.

"Yeah Harou-Chan!" Hunny shouted jumping on Harou's back, pushing him into Tamaki's chest.

"Gah!" Harou shouted getting smooshed between Hunny and Tamaki.

"Hunny jumped off of Harou quickly and grabbed him hand, "Harou-Chan don't cry, be happy!"

Harou slowly sunk to the ground, large salty tears falling like shattered glass, "But Mitsukuni… I am happy!" A wide and shaky smile appeared on Harou's tear stained face, "I actually have friends!" Harou wiped away his tears with his blazer's sleeve. "Thank you… Tamaki, Mitsukuni, Kyoya, Hikaru, Kaoru, Takashi. Thank you so much for being my friend!"

Kyoya and the rest of the hosts smiled at Harou, Happy to see the boy's smile be true and happy.

"Harou, You're part of the family now! Don't forget that!" Tamaki shouted pulling Harou into a hug from behind.

"Tamaki!" Harou shouted his face turning red, "Let go!"

"No you were crying! Dodd won't ever let you go!"

"TAMAKI!" Harou shouted flailing his arms trying to hit his purple eyes abductor.

Tamaki continued to keep a tight hold on Harou as all the girls in the club squealed at how cute the two looked together. Well all but One, Ayanokoji. She had a strong hatred evident in her eyes as she stared at Harou and how close he was to Master Tamaki.

Tamaki didn't notice the 'Princess's' intense stare, but Harou sure did. He felt the glare pierce his skin like iron knifes, the knifes that constantly scared his fair skin.