"For God's sake, senpai! How do you think I got this way?" Haruhi asked Tamaki indignantly as she straightened up from the toilet where she had been doubled-over with morning-sickness just a moment ago.
For some reason unknown to her, Kyoya and Tamaki had shown up on her doorstep on the very day when she had decided to sleep in since her father would be out of the house for a whole week and she didn't have to wake up to cook for anyone but herself. She should have known that the prospect was too good to be true. Tamaki's way of greeting her good morning was interrogating her with farfetched queries, and that did nothing to improve her increasingly bad mood. Then her morning-sickness chose to attack her right then as well.
"We've heard what the culprits had to say," he explained, refusing to say the twins' names. "We just wanted to hear you next. Kyoya thinks it's necessary."
"Well I don't," she replied frankly. "Honestly, I don't even see how the whole Host Club suddenly got involved with this. This was between me and the twins; how that suddenly relates to the rest of you, I don't know."
"As Tamaki likes to put it, we're family," Kyoya stated simply. Haruhi had never heard him refer to the club in that way before, and it surprised her a little, thus giving the boys a chance to ask her about what happened.
She sighed in defeat.
Her story started the same as the Hitachiins' version, but when she got to the part about the twins carrying her to the room, she stopped.
"Go on," Tamaki prompted.
"But… That's where it happened, okay?" Haruhi said, a light blush staining her cheeks.
Kyoya cupped his chin with his thumb and forefinger. "So Kaoru and Hikaru said. But I find it extremely hard to believe that you let them do that to you, Haruhi."
The red in her face deepened.
"You wanted them to, didn't you?"
The straightforward inquiry made Tamaki's jaw drop as he looked incredulously from 'mother' to 'daughter.'
"It wasn't like that," Haruhi said shiftily. "I don't know. For some reason I couldn't stop them. But they didn't force me or anything, no," she added at the look on the blonde's face. "No… It was me. I started it. I think… I think I kissed one of them."
Tamaki passed out.
"Why?" Kyoya asked, ignoring the unconscious being on the tatami mats.
"Impulse," she reasoned ineptly.
This earned her a cocked eyebrow.
"Okay," Haruhi confessed. "There was something else."
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Kaoru had engrossed himself in a book and Hikaru was lost in his video game, bashing the buttons furiously and occasionally muttering things under his breath like "Take that, boss," or "Die, you stupid Shadow King."
This proved to be greatly distracting, so Kaoru gave up on reading and spoke to his brother with a half-exasperated tone.
"You're going to break that thing."
"So—Gah! How does my laser feel on your ass, huh?—So what?"
The younger shook his head, half in amusement, half in pained thought. It had been a few hours since that interrogation, and Hikaru still wasn't taking very kindly to the idea of Kaoru spilling the beans.
"Hey, at least I didn't tell them everything," Kaoru tried to reassure. "Do you know what Kyoya-senpai'll do if he finds out about—"
Bang, bang, bang.
The twins raised their heads in time. "Oh shit."
They saw one of the twin maids going for the door.
"No, don't open it!" they screamed. Too late.
Kaoru and Hikaru cringed, but Tamaki didn't pounce on them as expected. There was, however, a seriously evil aura enveloping the frame of the door, sending chills up and down their spines. Behind the dark cloud, at the spot where the aura was emanating from, they caught a glimpse of a pair of glasses.
Hikaru instinctively dropped his gaming console and dove behind the couch where Kaoru was seated. The latter had his arm positioned to use his hardbound novel as ammunition against the malignant entity that had just entered their house.
"Hello, you two," the figure said, addressing them, a hint of contempt in his voice.
"K-Kyoya-senpai!" the elder greeted, trying to muster up as much dignity as he could from behind his younger brother. "What are you—?"
"—doing here?" finished Kaoru, who had hastily stuffed the heavy book out of sight.
"As much as I'd like to do away with you, I can't," Kyoya said in a sinister manner. His head turned to the door. There was someone else there.
Tamaki looked as though he wanted nothing more than murder them in the most inhumane way possible, but he was being restrained by…Haruhi. The Hitachiins guessed that she was why Kyoya was also holding back. And knowing Haruhi, that was probably why she tagged along with them.
"Haruhi here made us aware of an interesting fact about the little incident you had," the dark-haired boy went on ominously once he and Tamaki were seated across from the twins and the girl.
"What did she say…?" Hikaru faltered under his questioner's gaze.
Tamaki decided to speak up, and it was with great difficulty that he managed to do so without screaming.
"What. Were. You. Wretched. Devils. Thinking?"
"Huh? Boss—"
"You. Made. Her. Drink. Alcohol."
The twins exchanged nervous glances.
"Why'd you tell them?" Kaoru hissed in Haruhi's ear.
"Because that's the reason why I actually had… sex… with whichever one of you," she replied in a monotone, but the rest of her words were drowned out by a wail from Tamaki.
"HARUHI!!! Please tell me that my ears are playing cruel tricks on me! I refuse to believe that my poor, sweet, little girl has been… DEFLOWERED!"
"Well, I hate to be the one to break it to you, senpai," Haruhi said sarcastically.
"So it's true then?" Kyoya asked. "That there was alcohol involved?"
"Yeah," the twins admitted sheepishly.
"But it was only a bit!" Hikaru exclaimed. "It was me and Kaoru's first time drinking—we didn't know how drunk we could get…"
"Then why did you have to bring Haruhi in on this?"
"Alright, quit bickering," Haruhi said, massaging her forehead. "Look, Kyoya-senpai, Tamaki-senpai. I agreed to drink too, so this is as much my fault as it is theirs. Stop biting their heads off, alright? It won't solve anything. Besides, this is already here," she gestured to her stomach. "This is what I'm worrying about."
They sat in silence for a moment.
"That's something the three of you should discuss amongst yourselves for now," Kyoya said as he got up to leave, dragging his best friend along.
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This was the first time that Haruhi had been alone with the twins since… that night. She knew there was no room for awkwardness now.
"The question here is," she began suddenly, causing Hikaru and Kaoru to jump in their seats. "Which one of you is the dad?"
"How are we supposed to know?"
"Well, you did it!" she snapped, a vein popping on her temple.
Kaoru, ever the rational one, managed to calm the conversation.
"The thing is, Haruhi," he said. "Hikaru and I were kinda hoping that you had an idea about all this."
His twin agreed. "The two of us totally blacked out that night. We don't remember a thing after the part where we took you up to the room. The next thing we knew was waking up, just the two of us. I was on the floor, even. And you… You weren't there anymore."
"I left as soon as I woke up," she owned up. "I—"
"Freaked out, we know," the twins said in unison. "Anyone would've done the same thing."
"Anyway," Kaoru said. "I know we should've done a better job of trying to contact you afterwards, but we didn't have a clue about what we were supposed to do next. We were scared that you might be… well, you probably were… really mad at us."
Haruhi smiled sadly. "I was, but then I realized that I was to blame for most of it."
"Why?"
"Because I let you two trick me into thinking that the wine wasn't the kind to get me drunk easily."
"Hey!" Hikaru said. "It was that kind! We just… drank too much."
This was followed by a laugh that was stopped abruptly. Laughing seemed to be a weird thing to do at the moment.
What now? The three of them thought.
Hikaru and Kaoru still weren't sure on how they should feel about the whole ordeal. They were only sixteen, after all, and never thought that what they had seen on their mother's favorite soap operas would actually be happening to them in real life. Of course, them being twins complicates things by more than a little… If they ever found out which one of them was 'responsible,' wouldn't that mean that they weren't on equal footing anymore? That would make them different from each other. It meant separation to some extent. It may have sounded silly, but it mattered to them.
And Haruhi, she was busy contemplating things in her own way; down to earth, realistic and somewhat pessimistic. She was what, fifteen? She was in the prime of her teen years, she was a high school freshman, and wonder of wonders, she was pregnant. Her hand involuntarily flew to her stomach as she tried to imagine it stretched out with its precious cargo. What would you do to me if you were here right now, mom? That's when the reality of the situation sunk in on her with the force of a ten-wheeler truck hitting a concrete wall at a hundred miles per hour.
"Hey guys," she said, breaking the silence again and startling the twins in the same way. "We have another problem."
"Oh, whoop-dee-fucking-doo," Hikaru began in his usual sardonic manner, but Kaoru nudged him.
"What else could go wrong?" Kaoru said lightly in a failed attempt on humor.
Haruhi just let this pass and carried on.
"How will we tell our parents?
A/N: So here's the next chapter, as promised! x)
I'm a little sad since I haven't been getting much hits on this story. Doesn't anyone find this one different from the tragedies I write? I'm trying to be a sunshine-y writer here! Kekeke, but honestly, it's all good.
Anyway, as you can see, the plot is starting to thicken here. They're in a heap of trouble, and there's still more to come...
What more could happen, you ask? Hello, it's the freakin Host Club we're talking about here. Nothing's bound to be normal. xD
Thanks for reading! Now if you could do me one more favor... ^_^
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