((Got good reviews for this story so far... and I've wanted to keep this going. After all, who wouldn't after arousing our beloved Mori-sempai and making him run away?
Thanks to all for the favorites and the reviews! This chapter will be in Mori's POV so enjoy!))
Chapter 4: A Big Problem
Takashi Morinozuka was not a shy man. He was a 3rd year and a faithful ally of his cousin, Mitsukuni Haninozuka. His expressions towards his cousin was servantile and he definitely cared for his well-being. But at the moment, that was not on his mind. He was carrying both of their backpacks in one hand and his all-important charge under his arm like a sack of rice. He ran so fast that no one could see the deep blush on his cheeks or the predatory look in his eyes. Even if someone (Renge) saw, they would assume that there was some cousin-ly taboo going on. But they couldn't have been more wrong.
The cool, calm, and always collected Mori-sempai was running away... from a girl. But not just any girl. The new girl. She was tall with long black hair that even japanese females would be jealous of. Her skin was the color of earth and while some would make snide remarks of her being "dirty", he could only see the goddess underneath her flesh. Her eyes held dark passion and the sparks in her eyes mimicked the molten core of the Earth. It was almost as if her fire-stricken eyes were trying to melt his gunmetal grey eyes so they could create the sword of ~love~ together.
He shook his head to get rid of that thought. No! This wasn't love, they didn't know each other at all! Not love, not love, only LUST! His mind would not clear itself, the short maid outfit did this to him!
No one knew this but he had a secret. Not even Mitsukuni knew- if he did, he never talked to Takashi about it. But the super-samurai of the Ouran High School Host Club had a maid fetish. He had pictures of maids, books about maids, and even a couple of maid outfits that he'd painstakingly picked out for his future bride. Now if only he had a future bride who would wear those absolutely sinful outfits for him...
His mind tortured him with the thought of Sirena Blackelk in that maid uniform. It was short, true... but his outfits were shorter still. He froze just behind the dojo on the school grounds and his noses started bleeding. Accidentally dropping Honey, he grabbed his nose and tilted his head back to try to stop the flow. But that didn't stop the now disgruntled Haninozuka heir from noticing the situation.
"You really like her, huh?" he asked in his 'oh-so-innocent' voice. Too bad his eyes weren't so naive.
Mori's face flushed, worsening the nosebleed. He looked away to try to hide it despite the situation.
Mitsukuni gently took their bags so Takashi could tend to his problem with both hands and looked out at the empty track field. "I wonder if she feels the same way. It seems like it.."
The tall male's eyes opened and he looked down at his short cousin. Too fast... so dizzy... the blood that was leaking out of his nose rushed back into his head and out again, flooding over his hands.
The blond boy sighed and pulled his younger cousin down to his level. Pulling out his handkerchief, he helped him out. "But there's no way you can go ask her out if you're gonna bleed around her. Understand? Show her how charming you can be and then ask her out." He smiled as he pulled the hanky away and went to throw it away.
Mori thought about Honey's words. Charming... hmmm...
The next day, Takashi had tried to be charming. He opened the door for Sirena, he pulled out her chair for her, he escorted her to and from class... when he wasn't avoiding her. He couldn't help it! She was so cool, always looked right into his eyes when she was talking to him! And he kept remembering that maid outfit! With those pigtails... and her leg-sweep move was so perfect... He mentally slapped himself, glad that he was alone in the bathroom. His face was so red as he remembered those long dark legs from beneath that tiny skirt... Oh jeez...
He turned on the water and splashed his face with cool water. The only reason he was in the bathroom was just so he could calm down from yet another encounter with the illustrious Native American woman. It was innocent, really. They just happened to be grabbing the disposable chopsticks at the same time and their fingers had brushed against the other's. So he'd run away to control himself. Hey, it was either that or jump her in the middle of the cafeteria!
He sighed and turned off the water before heading back to the cafeteria, now chiding himself for leaving Mitsukuni alone in the midst of his freak-out. He slowly made his way through the crowded area and found his cousin easily. He was sitting with Sirena and felt a flash of jealousy course through him. How unfair that he was sitting so easily with the object of his affection... er, lust. Meanwhile, here he was, the stoic knight who couldn't be around his princess without turning into a bleeding mass of nerves.
Wait, princess...? His eyes flashed from recognition as he realized exactly what he had to do. Suddenly he wasn't hungry and he waited until his cousin was ready before picking him up and going to take his tray to the trash. His eyes caught Sirena's for a second and she looked sad... what had transpired between the two that she would look like that when he took Honey away from her? More jealousy shot through his body as his imagination ran wild. It firmed his resolve to go through with his plan. It had to work... it had to.
Sirena had just walked into the Host Club. She didn't know that the rest of the club was busy hosting outside in the courtyard. Takashi had made sure that she wouldn't have been informed. Kyoya had told him and he was supposed to pass the information on. He didn't. Instead, he dropped off Honey and went back to the club room to put his plan in action. Now that Sirena, his plan was a-go.
"Welcome, Princess..." he greeted with a smile. He was a tad sleepy, thanks to about half a pound of turkey. He was aware of how flirtatious he got when he was tired. He would utilize this "flaw" to his advantage.
The copper-skinned female froze when she saw him, blinking those fiery dark eyes in surprise. "Where are the others...? There is no club today?"
He smirked seductively. "The others are hosting outside. I'm here to show you proper hospitality... after all, your session got delayed when the twins distracted you..."
"... hospitality? Distracted? What do those words mean?" Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
Mori blinked before remembering that she only knew so much japanese. "I'm making up for yesterday. The twins got out-of-hand..."
Sirena nodded, understanding flashing through her eyes as she looked up into him. "Oh. Thank you for explaining..." she replied, nodding her appreciation and smiling.
He flashed back to "host" mode and began talking about how beautiful she is and how wonderful it was that she had graced him with her presence. He then took her by the hand and lead her to a single table that had tea and cakes already prepared. He sat her down and began pouring tea from the kettle in a flourishing manner. When he looked up to see how many sugars she'd like, he stopped in shock.
The young woman was not smiling at his behavior. In fact, she seemed very put-off by how he was acting. He didn't understand what he was doing wrong.
"You're acting like Tamaki..." Sirena's voice was dead-panned, blazing eyes narrowed and the inner light was dull.
Takashi nodded slowly, not understanding what was wrong. True, Haruhi wasn't exactly thrilled with how the Host Prince did his "thing" but Haruhi wasn't like most girls. Everyone else swooned at his words, fell over themselves to get his attention.
She softly sighed and shook her head. "Why? You are not him. Why be something you are not?"
He heard the sadness in her words as she stood up and looked at him. She still seemed so sad... He got up and went to ask her what was wrong but she was already leaving. He watched her reach the door and open it. There was Mitsukuni, looking confused about what they were doing there.
"The club's in the courtyard, Sirena-chan! Takashi said he was going to bring you but he didn't show up! So here I am!" He hugged her hips happily. But when he looked up at her face, his smile lowered. "What's wrong?"
Sirena leaned down to hug him before shaking her head. "I won't be at the club today... Please tell Kyoya-san that I'm sorry..." And then she let him go, walking away.
The small blond looked at the down-trodden Mori and asked, "Wh-what happened?"
((There we go! In case you were wondering, when Mori was thinking about princesses, he was thinking about Tamaki's princely act and had tried to mimic it. But since he wasn't being himself, he disappointed Sirena. But really, she's a Native American who's being forced into a place where she can never truly fit in. So for her, being yourself is most important. Well, review! And Takashi and Sirena will get back to where they were before the 'wild' host got all shy and horny!))
