Chapter 43 yay :)
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Or... they are typos and I'm really sorry, but I'm not meant to be putting these up by strict order of mum. I'm meant to be doing coursework.
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"Guys, I'm bored."
I was lead upside down on one of the sofas, head sticking where my feet should go and my feet sticking up at the back of the sofa where my head should be.
"Hi bored, We're Hikaru and Kaoru."
They were on the sofa opposite me, same position, and we were staring at each other.
"Um... Hikaru, Kaoru, Saori, what are you doing?"
I glanced up to see Haruhi staring at us all inquisitively, holding a uniform in her hands.
"Nothing, we're bored."
"Well, Tamaki wants us all to get in costume... we're police today."
I groaned as I rolled backwards off the chair, landing with a thump on the floor and bumping my head slightly on the sofa leg... but after several months in Japan, I was used to hurting my head now.
I clambered up with the help of the other three directing me (I couldn't tell which way was up or down) and they steered me towards the changing rooms.
"We got another concussion!" yelled the twins, pulling me into the room where everyone was.
"Again? Saori, are you intent on killing every brain cell you have?"
I glanced at Kyouya and gave him a cheeky grin.
"Just being around you guys is enough to kill my brain."
"That's not very nice." he muttered. Then Tamaki threw himself at me.
"Please Saori, don't hate daddy!"
"For Gods sake... You're not my dad, get off me!" I gave him a shove, he stumbled back and looked at me with a horrified.
"My own daughter is rejecting me as a father! Mommy! Tell her to stop."
Kyouya sighed, pushed up his glasses and turned his head in my direction.
"Stop annoying him. Get your outfit on."
He handed me a package of clothing, put his hand behind my lower back and gave me a small push towards the changing room.
I heard them mumbling outside, probably getting changed (Haruhi would most likely be in another changing stall) and I spread my clothes out.
They had to be kidding me.
Stomping outside, I glared at the guys (most of which were shirtless).
"Who's idea was it to make me look like a slut?" I demanded, staring at them all.
"Um... Hikaru and Kaoru were given the costume details... why?"
I glared at the twins.
"Mini skirt and tight shirt? Really guys?"
"Well, Kyouya mentioned that some of your customers were coming today, and we thought they might enjoy you in a different kind of costume."
"What? And then you suppose I give Yosuke and Tanjiro a lap dance? Do you guys even have brains?"
They looked about ready to retaliate, when Kyouya stepped in.
"Enough. Saori, go get changed, then we'll judge weather it's decent enough for club or not. You two, next time do as you're told, follow orders, and don't get creative."
I huffed, then stomped back into the changing room, shutting the curtain behind me.
I changed into the navy blue mini skirt, which came to about my mid thighs. I got the light blue top on, fastened it best I could (it really did tighten over my boobs) and then I pinned a badge to my shirt pocket. Pulling on the boots, putting the cap on my head and picking up the baton, I opened the curtain and saw the guys staring at me in all my slutty glory.
I think their eyes more or less bugged out. I'm quite surprised Kyouya's glasses didn't shatter.
"W-wow..." stuttered Honey, eyes wider than normal.
"Hot." whispered the twins, staring directly at my breasts (perverts).
"Uh... uh.... uh...." Tamaki just stared at me, face bright red.
I think the only two that didn't say anything were Takashi and Kyouya, but they were wide eyed and slightly pink. Kyouya was, however, the first to recover... kind of.
"W-well, um;" he coughed, clearing his throat. "I... I- Frankly I don't know what to say."
"Neither do I." I grumbled.
"Well, I think you look fine." chirped Kaoru, who instantly shut up when I glared at him. I mean mega death glare.
"You know what. I'll keep it on. On one condition."
"What's that?" asked Kyouya, now looking me in the eye and not goggling my feminine attributes.
"Not one of you guys can ogle my breasts or bum. Or you have to get rid of Haruhi's debt."
I heard a thud behind me, and turned to see Haruhi flat on the floor, eyes wide in shock.
"Get up, or I might change my mind." I snapped, already pissed off with myself that I was subjecting myself to this.
Everyone averted their eyes from me, probably so Haruhi's debt won't be cleared and Haruhi herself scrambled up from her spot on the floor, squeaked thanks then scampered away in a very un-Haruhi-like way...
It's funny what money does to people.
I sighed, rubbed the temple on my forehead and started muttering about my stupidity.
I was stopped in the stacks of my own self pity by my comatose ring tone (yay skillet!) so I had to rush to my blazer, route out my phone then answer it quickly.
"Hello?"
'Hi Saori honey!'
"M-mum?" I stuttered, surprised with myself by how much I realized I missed her voice.
'Yes hun, it's me. Oh, GOSH, I have been such a cow not calling you once... how long have you been there now? A month? Two?'
"Actually I've been here for about three months..." Wow. Long time.
'Really?! Oh goodness... sweetheart, you don't know how much I've missed you! I have so much to tell you!' I could imagine her bouncing on her seat, probably about to pee herself.
"Mum, now really isn't a good time..."
'Oh, but please....' I could almost see her puppy dog eyes... ugh...
"Fine, but be quick."
'We've moved! Don't worry though, your bedroom is exactly like it used to be, but it's a tad bigger, and you don't have to share with Leah either. We have a four bedroom house now.'
"Wait, what? You moved without even telling me?" I cried out. Honey walked through the door at that moment, heard me shout, saw me on the phone, spun on his heel and trotted out as fast as he could without looking panicky.
'Saori, you know I am an adult, and I can do what I want. You're my child, and you should just accept it. Jamie and Leah are fine with it, why can't you just be happy?'
I stomped my foot in a paddy, and flopped down on the floor.
"Mum, you moved without me. You could at least call to warn me, or see if I'm okay with it. And course Jamie and Leah are going to be fine, they're toddlers and don't get it!"
'Well, we wanted it to be a surprise.' She snapped at me... oh yeah, I definitely in inherited my mum's temper.
"Mum, I hate surprises, but I have one for you. I'm in a host club where I entertain guys, also with seven other guys, and I see other hot dudes every day. Yes, hot. And you can't do a thing about it 'cos you're not here!"
'Saori Anne Yasagawa!' great, the middle name... 'Why on earth are you hanging around with boys like that? In a host club! Dear lord... does your grandmother know?'
"Yeah, grandma loves the guys." I smirked. I could feel her pissed off-ed-ness radiating through the phone.
'I'll have to have words with her... seven boys... Saori, you should stop going... it's not right.'
"But mum, I'm having fun. If you're saying it's wrong in terms of moral, it's not like I'm shagging them." I said offhandedly.
'What?" she cried, obviously in shock.
"I have to go now mum."
"Oh, I don't think so." she started, but I cut her off before she could rant.
"I do think so. I have to go out in front of the seven hot boys, parade around in a mini skirt and a tight top... oh yeah, I'm a police woman today, then I gotta check to make sure non of them were staring at my ass so I can get rid of an eight million yen debt."
'W-What!? Saori-'
"Got to go, bye!"
I hung up and quickly turned my phone off... I was in deep shit now and I probably would be for a while... in hindsight, maybe telling her about the host club like that wasn't the best idea I've ever had... but at least I had some of my cards on the table now. She couldn't say i was keeping secrets from her.
I grumbled a bit more... I couldn't be bothered with anything right now. I pulled my knees up to my chest, wrapped my arms around them and laid my head down on top. Then I felt someone staring at me.
"What?" I snapped.
"If you don't sit normally, I'm going to have quite a view of your boxers. Then I'd be in trouble because I'd have a debt to clear."
"I don't care... leave me alone." I mumbled, but crossing my legs anyway to hide my boxers.
"Saori..." I felt Kyouya lay his hand on my shoulder, so I looked up at him. "What's wrong?"
I sighed and looked away, then looked back at him sharply as he took hold of my hand.
"You could tell me anything. I'm good at keeping secrets... when I want to." I just smiled at him slightly before sighing and continuing to my next sentence.
"My mum just phoned, after several months of ignoring me, to tell me she moved house without even telling me, and that I shouldn't be in a host club."
"Oh... and how did she find out?" he asked, sitting next to me, but never once taking his hand off mine.
"I told her because she was pissing me off. I also kind of told her that I was dressed a little sluttish... mum don't like that." I giggled.
"Saori... what am I to do with you?" he chuckled, giving my hand a squeeze. I sighed happily, feeling much more cheerful than a moment ago, I decided to tease him.
"You could let go of my hand... I'm sure there are other girls you need to be with."
"Not really. I'm quite content here. Besides, half the girls that come here don't look nearly as good as you do now."
Blushing slightly, I slipped my hand from his and stood up, hands on hips smirking down at him.
"Sir, that kind of talk is inappropriate. I'm going to have to ask you to stop."
He smirked back up at me, then quickly got to is feet, stepped towards me and pulled me into a hug.
"Now, now, would you really want me to stop?" he purred, blowing slightly on my ear so it tickled and I squirmed.
"Uh... uh, yes." I mumbled... not actually too sure about weather I did want him to let go or not.
"Uh, uh, yes? You don't sound too sure." he said, his voice suddenly silky, he then pulled me closer to him.
"Um, Kyouya, please get off." I mumbled, pushed against him, he just smirked at my blushing face (damn him to heck) pecked my cheek then left me in a daze.
I shook myself physically and mentally, then walked out to meet everyone else. I could feel their eyes linger on me as I walked past to get to my place, but as soon as I turned my head they all seemed to be doing something else.
Eventually, Tamaki called them all into place.
"Right men... and Saori, time for action."
Hikaru snorted. "You're not gonna get any boss." He then realized his mistake and cowered as I smacked him over the head with my baton.
"Please calm down, or we'll have to take props away from you."
I snarled at Kyouya, and saw him back away slightly.
We stood up straight and waited for the door to open... but to our surprise, it was a girl of about five that stumbled in through the door.
