Chapter Five
Dance with a Demon
A bonded soul is a powerful thing. It brings the unit closer. But if just one is taken out of the equation, it makes a recipe for disaster...
Bang!
Bam!
"Dammit!"
Haruhi sweatdropped as Tenno tereporto-ed into the room followed by Mori with a inujured Hunny. Tenno had the misfortune of teleporting behind the door when Mori slammed it open, resulting in the not-so-friendly introduction of the wood and his nose. Kanako also had this issue, but she tottered out before anyone could help her.
"Farwell," she called, staggering drunkenly away.
"An-" Mori panted. "An injury."
"Two," Tenno moaned, sliding down the wall as he clutched at his nose, which was bleeding profusley. His hand began glowing blue and he grabbed his nose, wrenching it back into place after taking a deep breath.
"What happened?" Haruhi asked, bandaging Hunny's arm, which was glowing green. "By the way your arm's glowing I'd say you were practicing something."
"I was trying to teach them to teleport." the white haired boy said thickly, mopping his face up with the hood of his shirt. "Mori-senpai's control broke for a second and shot at Hunny-senpai." He looked at Haruhi with solemn eyes. She glanced back, frowning.
"That was could have been dangerous," she chided. "How close were you?" Tenno wriggled under her reproachful gaze.
"Two feet," he mumbled, almost silently.
But Haruhi seemed to hear, for her eyes flashed with fury before she became frighteningly silent. After she finished with Hunny she moved over to her friend. She tipped his head back and examined his nose.
"It's not broken," she murmered, brow furrowing. "But it needs to stop bleeding." She reached out with a blue covered hand and pinched his nose.
"YEEEEEOWWWWW!" he howled, clutching his face.
"Stop being so childish." she reprimanded. "It's your fault for teleporting behind the door." He glared at the brunette.
"I didn't expect him to get here so fast," he grumbled, standing up and smearing blood on his snowy pants. "You alright Senpai?" he directed this question at Hunny, widening his green eyes.
"It's just a scratch." he said cheerfully, climbing onto Mori's shoulders. "Yo-yo-chan, why is it so dangerous for you to be near me and Takashi when we're practicing?" Tenno ran a bloody hand through his white hair, staining them and earning a slap from Haruhi.
"Ow, what was that for?" he hissed. She pointed at his hair then at his pants, which were covered in blood. "Oh." he shifted uncomfortably. "Ima go take a shower." They watched him leave.
"To answer your question," Haruhi said, putting the medical supplies away. "It would be dangerous because you're not a team and don't share a Sourubondo (Soul Bond). It would've been alright if you were a unit, because there's that small piece of soul created from a merged bit. That shot of green energy was a piece of Mori-senpai's soul. It could've driven Tenno mad if he had been on the recieving end." Hunny looked horrified while Mori's eyes widened. Seeing their expressions, she added. "It's alright. Tenno's a bit careless when it comes to physical stuff, but you can still learn how to teleport. I'll even help." Hunny smiled and nodded, but still seemed out of sorts.
A bit later, the Host Club and their guests were gathered in the Large Hall on Central Campus.
"Welcome to the Ouran Host Club Christmas party!" Tamaki cried, extending his arms to the crowd as if he was trying to embrace them.
Long tables draped in white table cloths were covered to every inch in delicious foods that made the mouth water from a glance. Beautiful chandeliers hungs from the ceilings, glittering in the bright lights and sending small rainbows on the ceiling in a mesmerizing fashion. Guests in ballgowns and tuxedos filled the dance floor, pointing out the game set ups excitedly to their companions.
However, the main attraction of the room was the Hosts. Tamaki stood on a balcony, above the others. The twins stood to the right, in a descending way, Mori and Hunny copying their stature on the opposite side. Haruhi stood just below the twins, Kyouya standing just below the cousins. Tenno stood between them, directly in the middle. His gray tux shone silver in the light, making him look like a winter figure with his light colors. His green eyes glittered, matching his emerald tie, which hung loosely around his neck. He looked extremely different in his suit.
"Please participate in the games we have arraged for your entertainment!" he continued, beaming at them. "The lucky lady with the most points at the end of the night will be able to dance with the Host of her choice and recieve a special kiss from yours truly!" he winked at them, sending several girls into a faint.
"Ugh," Tenno groaned, shoving his hands into his pockets.
"Why are you so tense Haruhi?" Tamaki asked, walking down to stand with them.
"I'm not used to these events." she admitted, subconciously moving closer to Tenno.
"We usually just eat whatever our dad's bring home for Christmas." Tenno said, leaning against the wall.
"Then," Hunny said with wide eyes. "You guys are alone?"
"We've got each other," the silver clad boy said with a shrug. "Sometimes we play games like Itchi Raito (Match Light) or dance the Tengoku Bureizu (Heaven Blaze)."
"What are those?" Hunny asked, an unidetified gleam in his eye.
"Itchi Raito is a lot like hide n' seek, but you use your soul connection to find the opponent. We usually run all around the neighborhood when we play." Tenno said, blowing a lock of straightened hair out of his eyes. It now touched his shoulders, but most of it was pulled back into a low ponytail, with exception of a few strands.
"Tengoku Bureizu," Haruhi went on, a fond smile on her face. "Is a dance. You light a bunch of candles and sticks before jumping out in the snow. The dance is usually coordinated enough to show pictures. If you pratice enough, you can tell stories with the light."
"SO CUTE!" Tamaki shrieked, throwing himself at the crossdresser. Tenno had another unfortunate moment and accidently moved in front of Haruhi as Tamaki leapt. This resulted in the worst glomp of his life.
"WHAT THE HECK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, IDIOT?" Tenno bellowed. Haruhi took the chance to slip away unnoticed.
"But- but," Tamaki spluttered.
"You know- wait a second," Tenno blinked, coming to a sudden revelation. "Why am I even here? I'm not a Host, nor am I a guest." He blinked again, then shoved his hands in his pockets. "I don't have to deal with this." He sighed, walking away.
"Tamaki," Kyouya said, adjusting his glasses. "It's time to put the plan into action."
A few minutes later, Tenno stood outside, idly sipping on his punch. Suddenly, a bright light blinded him as Kanako and her fiance ran out into the courtyard. He squinted, adjusting his eyes as the Hosts and their clients filled the window.
"Merry Christmas!" he heard Tamaki call from somewhere. "May there be blessings over the clumsy couple!" Tenno smirked, sending a few girls into a faint as he raised his glass to them, tipping his head slightly in a nod. Joyful tears ran down Kanako's face as Tohru embraced her, smiling.
The Hosts danced around the room, laughing with their guests during the last waltz. Haruhi sat to one side, unable to dance because she twisted her ankle trying to chase after Kanako and Tohru.
"And now," the twins said, catching everyone's attention. "We'd like to announce the night's winner. Kasugasaki Kanako! And she will recieve a kiss from Fujioka Haruhi."
"Ooh," Tenno murmered, raising his snowy eyebrows. "Ominous." He sipped his new glass of punch, watching the events unfold with amusement.
Apparently, December was not a kind month to Tenno. When Haruhi accidently kissed Kanako due to Tamaki falling on to her as he attempted to stop her, he snorted his drink up his nose. With an irritated expresison and sopping face, he headed to the bathroom, grumbling about dumb Kings and troublesome Souru.
A/N:
- MayContainRandoness - thanks for the Review! Clearing things up: Haruhi can teleport.
- Kuramasredredrose - thanks for Story Alerting!
