hehe break was so good, happy to be back, and here's another chapter, the updates might slow down depending on how much I can get written and if I still have a surplus, I think I'm catching up on myself.
Disclaimer: Own nothing but my oc's
Chapter Eighteen Operation Love
Kyoya had been planning this for awhile. Weeks of research and planning, and yet here he was rushing.
He was ready to kill Kagame with her added duty of organizing her rsvp list for her mother's Christmas party. He was almost finished with the host clubs, what with food, drink, and entertainment covered. Of course he had added a cover charge in order for them to afford it, and of course the gambling table to bring in some profit. It was all very worth it from a girls point of view what with the competition to dance with a host club member.
"The tree needs to have the timed lights, the class room," He muttered to himself at the lunch table reaching for another piece of the biscut.
"Kyoya watcha doing?" Mikan asked as she sat next to him watching the other members talk amoungst themselves. It was a quiet day, with everybody more focued on eating then talking.
"Trying to make everything fall into place. Mikan if you wanted to express the deepest feelings of your heart you would do it with a letter correct?"
She blinked, "Sure. Are you thinking of becoming a woman to express your love to your fellow class mates?"
He ignored her comment, as he pulled out a piece of paper.
"Go get the twins." He orderd
"I'm a fricken messenger now." Mikan huffed plopping over to the twins who as usual harressing Haruhi.
"Kyoya want's you two." She ordered.
"Fine." They sighed getting up from the table, "Stay."
Mikan blinked sitting next to Haruhi stealing whatever she happened to be eating.
"No nutella today?" Haruhi asked as Mikan sat beside her.
"Nope." Mikan shrugged popping a sushi roll into her mouth, "Emm. This is good. Don't tell me what it is. I'm sure I'll get grossed out."
"Okay." Haruhi shrugged as they lasped into silence. Mikan had grown used to Haruhi's lack of converstation in general besides the ocassional uh huh. She was happy to babble away to her about everything and nothing.
It was like that with most of the host club. Mori was always silent, Honey talked some, Tamaki seemed to be an endless flow of babble, the twins talked to themselves or her, and Kyoya, well Kyoya was always busy with something this or that.
The twins seemed to be laughing making Kissing noises, and Mikan couldn't help but want to see what was going on.
She slinked over slowly resting her chin on top of Karou's head as he laughed and Kyoya wrote out something on paper.
"Oh dear god, what is it?" Mikan shuddered looking at the girly hand writing with the dotted I's with hearts, and lots of love in every sentence.
"This, Mikan. Is a test. Go pretend that some boy gave this to you and go have your other friends read it." Kyoya ordered, "Go on."
"What?" Mikan asked raising an eye brow, "You got to be kidding me! This is horrifying!"
"Puppy." The twins warned, "Our back up plan is to read it to the whole school after we steal it from you."
"Right. I'll go read this to my friends." Mikan said as she turned pale running quickly away from the three as she glared from a far. She tucked the letter into her brief case sitting back down across from Haruhi as Honey flounced to sit by her.
"HI MIKA-Chan!' He yelled wrapping his arms around her waist as she patted his head, "Hi Honey. Mori.'
He didn't say anything but kept eating his lunch as Mikan felt a little put off turning back to her own lunch. She knew the guy was known as the silent giant, but that didn't mean he could at least utter a single sylabelle of Hi every once and a while.
At least Haruhi would talk sometimes, about every day things.
"Mika-chan tell your sister we're coming." Honey grinned as he ate his own lunch, "Yeah?"
"Okay. I kinda figured you all we're coming." Mikan started, as Honey changed the subject to what they were doing for the holiday break.
"What do you mean nothing?" Mikan asked Haruhi outraged, "You can't do nothing."
"I need to study." She answered with a shrug as Mikan felt her eye twitch.
"I won't stand for it. I am officially adopting you." Mikan announced, "These are the only two precious weeks when I have less dance than usual, which I plan to pack with activites of the FUN nature. Sledding, skiing, ice skating, pie making, general festivites!"
"My family are going to the islands." Honey answered, as Mikan turned to stare at him.
"Honey. Why would you go someplace HOT, when the whole point of winter is to enjoy the snow." Mikan asked blinking
"I like the hot." He shrugged, "Takashi is staying though. His family loves the cold, they have a cabin all the way in the mountains just so they can go skiing."
"Wow." Mikan blinked, "Really Mori?"
The giant only shrugged, as Honey spoke for him, "Yeah! He decided to stay this year. So while he's freezing I'll be surfing. "
"But-but." Mikan stuttered, "What about sleigh rides, and snow angels, and snow ball fights."
"Eh. Sand castles, surfing, and rides of the beach." Honey answered, "Besides the cold makes you sick."
"You're hopeless!" Mikan threw her hands in the air, "Mori assissitance please!"
He blinked, before shrugging turning back to his own lunch as Mikan slumped defeated pointing a finger at haruhi, "You are mine." who only sighed shaking her head.
"Your worse then Tamaki." She commented as Mikan laughed reaching across the table to squeeze her tight, "I know."
"Eh! Please let me breath." Haruhi complained as Mikan pumped a fist into the air, 'Never!"
"Bad puppy!" Honey smacked her head, and she finally relented as Haruhi continued to breath taking in deep breaths.
Mikan was going to dread, dearly dread next period when she had to test out the love letter on her friends. She really hoped this wasn't going to spiral into to some kind of love fest where they guessed who wrote her the love letter.
"Oh. Let me read." Yui giggled as Mikan hid her face in an act of shame feeling her cheeks burn red, "And whose this for?"
"For?" Mikan asked
"Well sure the hand writing is way too girly for a guy." Rai pointed out, "I don't know many boys who dot their I's with hearts."
"True. Well actually it's for a friend. She just wanted someone else to read it first." Mikan explained
"Sure. I bet it's for the cute junior Iku." Momo sighed, "The one with the long locks of black hair."
"The smiling eyes." Rai sighed
"How can eyes smile?" Mikan asked generally amused, "And you'll have to point him out. I still am having trouble in finding my way around this place."
"Oh we will." Yui giggled, as she re opened the letter, "Whoever your 'friend' is, I'm sure this will make any boy at least consider going out with."
"Definitely." Ria flicked her hand as the bell rang.
"Well that's excellent. I'll let her know." She answered. Truth be told, she couldn't help, but laugh to herself when she met Kyoya before the club began for the day.
"He'll be swooning." She promised, "Three out of four girls agree."
"You didn't approve?" He asked raising an eyebrow.
"That pile of mushy crap. Please. I know what runs through ya'lls head, and it ain't romance." Mikan answered as she pushed open the door walking in to the winter wonderland as she threw up a pile of fake snow before watching it flutter to the ground.
"Are you excited for Christmas?" He asked
"Yeah. Are you coming to my party?" She answered turning around to look at him as he nodded, "Of course." before adding under his breath, "I'm pratically putting it together."
"Good. I just want a few close friends, sharing Christmas with my loud obxnoius family." Mikan nodded her head.
He paused for a minute, debating weather to tell her the actual size of the venue, before deciding against it. Suprises were best when they remained a surprise.
"I have an outfit I want you to wear for our last host club before the party ." Kyoya told her.
"Are we doing more cosplay?" She asked cocking her head.
"No, but it's cute to dress the puppy up." He answered smiling handing her small box, "Please enjoy."
"I will." Mikan rolled her eyes setting the box by a tea cup cabinet, "So what's the deal. I need to be caught up on things."
"There is a girl attending the club, engaged." He started
"Got that. Kaga-something or other, with the guy whose dry toast." Mikan nodded, "But how does the love letter come into play?"
"That is none of your concern. Though I want you to bring make up and that dress of your sisters, after the festivites begin meeting in the club room." He answered just as the other memebers arrived, successfully cutting off anymore of her questions.
"How'd you like that?" Mikan asked herself, crossing her arms as she began to set out the teacups. They were green with a gold rim. New ones.
Kaga-what's her name was already trying to gang up on Haruhi. Mikan didn't realize these girl could be so foreward with the hosts and she was suddenly very happy, they didn't allow any guys into the club.
"Did you see we got new teacups?" She asked pausing by Haruhi table, "I like the christmas colors."
The girl seemed to be suddenly asorbed by the cup itself, touching it, holding it, studying it, like a horse.
"Might want to check if has good teeth." Mikan muttered laughing to herself, knowing full well no one else was going to know what she was talking about.
She pranced about dropping snow of the twins heads, as they chased her away.
"Mikan has really gotten the hang of being the puppy." Kyoya commented to Tamaki who couldn't help but glare over at Haruh's table.
"Yes." He muttered watching Mikan flutter about as he was suddenly seized with an idea, anything to make the two break up just a little for her furture husband sake of course.
"Puppy!" He ordered as she skipped over crossing her arms, "Yes?"
"I want you to say-" He wishpered into her air as she blinked at him raising an eyebrow before slowly walking back over to the table.
"I'm here to inform you that your tableware will not be imported for another month." Mikan smiled as the girl blinked, "I beg your pardon.'
"Oh. Silly me. I thought you were a different guest. Oh well." Mikan shrugged walking away as Tamaki waved his arms after her, refraining to scream what that had been about. He wanted her to say that Mr. Suzsuhima had been inquiring after her.
"What was all that about tableware?" He asked glaring at her once he finally tracked her down for a minute while she paused between tables.
"Tamaki-sempi. I am tiered, and confused, and I really don't give a damn frankly about any of this at the minute. I'm going to finish this day with as much energy as I can muster, then I am going to go home, go to class, and then drop into bed exshuted. If you would like to interrupt a costumers session, by all means go ahead." She told him, "But perhaps you should consult Kyoya first to see what he has planned, before you burden me with more of your idiotic childish schemes."
He blinked as she left him standing with his finger still pointed in the air ready to scold as he quickly hovered over to Kyoya.
"So what is the plan?" He asked quietly
"I was waiting for you to ask. " Kyoya rolled his eyes, "The others already know there parts, minus Haruhi. Now here's what I have planned."
Tamaki blinked, knowing there was a good reason he had made Kyoyo in charge of planning, he had to literally force his jaw to shut after hearing it.
"That-that is brilliant." He smiled hugging Kyoya tight who rolled his eyes breaking his grip easily, "Enough Tamaki. Go serve your public."
Tamaki seemed to spin around at the thought of his master plan smiling to himself as Mikan threw more fake snow up in the air and upon the costumers who giggled at the funny puppy, as each piece falling gently onto the ground, neatly into place upon the floor.
lalalalala I hope you enjoyed the chapter, more light hearted than alll the drama at the mall, Mikan was definatly tiered of people treating her badly based on what she wore, and the host club 'stalking' her, though really it was just the twins.
anywho I hope you enjoy this rather short chapter