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Chapter 3
Everyone of the host club members crowds around the two betrothed, bombarding them with questions.
"Mommy is marrying our daughter? How could you? That's incest!" that's obviously an outraged Tamaki.
"Yay! Kyo will be happy now!" Honey's adorable childish voice chimes while he's jumping up and down.
While everyone is distracted by the questions, Haruhi escapes to do her homework at a near by table.
"Hey, where'd she go?" Hikaru and Kaoru asks.
Everyone quiets at the twins' question. They all swivel their heads around to see a studious Haruhi at a table, her books surrounding her as she writes on a piece of paper, her tongue barely sticking out in concentration.
The twins glance at each other with mischief in their eyes, and a slow grin creeping onto there faces. They quietly slide up to either side of Haruhi. "What are you doing?" Kaoru asks from her right side, distracting her as Hikaru snatches the piece of paper from her left.
"It's a... Poem," Hikaru tells his brother.
Haruhi jumps up from her seat, and tries to get the paper back from the eviler twin. "It's our homework that we were assigned. Give it back!" she exclaims, while reaching up to Hikaru's out stretched hand to retrieve it.
Hikaru hands the poem across the table to Kaoru. "Let's read it, Hikaru," Kaoru suggests.
Haruhi bumps into the table, trying to get the poem from Kaoru before he can read it. Crash! Haruhi freezes, then slowly turns to see what broke.
Kyoya writes something in his notebook. "That ancient Egyptian vase was a gift from a descendant of a pharaoh. It would cost about thirteen million yen," Kyoya informs Haruhi in a matter of fact tone.
"T-thirteen m-million yen? I can't afford that," she stutters, wondering how she can pay it back.
Kyoya smirks. "We all know that, a commoner like you could only attend this school by a scholarship," he replies.
Kyoya swiftly plucks the poem from Kaoru's fingers. "Now, shall we find out what has caused this mess?" he fixes his glasses on top of his nose. He clears his throat, and starts to read the poem aloud.
"Eyes
Your eyes are a mystery
So dark and deep
They are the opening to the soul
Without them, you cannot weep
They are how you laugh
They are how you cry
They keep all your secrets
But they will never lie
They always tell the truth
Even when your mouth tells a lie
They will never be dishonest
No matter how hard you try
This is what I see
When I look into your eyes."
Everyone silently stares at Haruhi. The silence stretches on, until a certain adorable blonde breaks it. "Wow Haru, that's the best poem I've ever heard! Let's go eat some cake!" with his childish adorableness and his lack of height, it surprises people that Honey is seventeen.
Kyoya pushes his glasses up to hide the shock in his eyes. He returns Haruhi's poem back to her. "Seeing that you can't repay us for that vase, you get to be our dog," he smirks.
"Your d-dog?" Haruhi stutters.
Tamaki runs to give Haruhi a bear hug, squishing her merciless. "Don't worry my precious daughter, daddy won't make you do too many hard tasks!" he exclaims, rubbing his cheek against hers.
"I already have a dad, I don't need another one," Haruhi replies annoyed.
Tamaki runs to a dark corner to sulk. "My daughter is mad at me," he mumbles sadly to himself.
"We didn't schedule any clients today in order to do inventory. Since everything is already finished, we may leave now. Haruhi, your job as our dog begins tomorrow, be sure to get here when classes are dismissed," Kyoya informs her.
Haruhi silently nods. She mentally scolds herself for being so reckless, and to be more careful.
"Haruhi, pack up your books, my father wants me to drive you home today," Kyoya reluctantly tells her. He carefully places his laptop into its case, making a mental note to add the debt to Haruhi's file.