Chapter 3: Home Sweet Home
I'm trying my best not to be OOC so please don't tell me anything rude about this chapter.
Masa: Remember she owns no original host members nor characters.
Toshi: When am I gonna get more screen time?
Kira: Me too.
Me: Soon my pretties! SOON! Kekekekekeke!
Everyone: *backs away slowly from the maniac author.
(Normal POV)
"You can borrow the clothes we have here." Kyoya insisted.
"No way. You have the of-course-it-would-cost-you-money look!" She whined.
BRRRIIIINNNG! BRRRIIIINNNG! BRRRIIIINNNG!
Kyoya walked towards his office to answer phone call and he closed the soundproof door behind him. While Mori and Hunny said their goodbyes to leave to their Karate and Kendo appointment, the Hitachiin twins already left to a fashion show.
"Why is everyone so busy today?"
"It's going to be Halloween next month so everyone's preparing early." Tamaki called.
"I don't have any clothes with me! My brothers already left with my driver and my house is too far!" Masa cried with her suit dripping with water.
"You can come over to my place and borrow some clothes?" Haruhi suggested and walked Masa to the door with her things.
"Is it alright with you?"
"No! No! No! Definitely not!" Tamaki wailed as soon as he heard this.
"Senpai I don't mind." Haruhi said.
The helpless king could only stand in the middle of the room; powerless without his subjects and frozen.
"MOTHER DEAR CALL TANAKA!"
He was answered by silence.
"I guess I have to do this by myself!" He stated while pulling out his phone.
(Outside the school.)
"Oh you have a bike?"
"Yeah it's much easier than walking. I'm surprised you know what it is."
"…Let me guess a lot of rich people AKA Tamaki doesn't know how to ride one, much less know what it is?"
"Yep... I have a bunch of my dad's t-shirts at home." She laughed.
"I used to have a bike. My father bought it for my when I was just 10, but it's gone now." Masa explained reminiscing in the nostalgic feeling of the wind blowing through her hair and the two were silent, enjoying the ride. Masa broke the silence realizing she was caught up in her imagination.
"Wow, thanks a bunch Haruhi. I didn't want my debt to rise up anymore from that Shadow King."
"Kyoya's not as bad as he seems…he's just…" Haruhi tried to find the right words to describe her co-worker.
"…doing his job?" Masa asked and Haruhi nodded.
They stopped at their destination. It was a small apartment complex.
"Hello, sorry for intruding on you." Masa called out while walking in with Haruhi.
"Make yourself at home." A voice called out from the kitchen. "Achee." She let out a small cute sneeze.
"Here's some shirts Masa-san." She thanked Haruhi and went off to the direction of the bathroom.
"Is it those boys again Haruhi?"
"No, it's one of my friends who recently transferred."
"Oh really what's the darling's name? Ryouji asked.
"It's Mas-"
There was a loud screeching sound of a car parking that interrupted Haruhi's sentence.
"HARUHI I'M HERE TO SAVE YOU!" Tamaki huffed while rudely entering. He heard a muffling voice through the bathroom door and rapidly walked towards it.
"SENPAI NO THA-!" Haruhi tried to stop her friend but it was too late.
"KYAAAAAAAAA!"
"Eh? Kya?" The man's face collided with a large soap bar causing him to stumble backwards and he loose consciousness.
"Masa!" Haruhi barged into the room seeing a scared friend crouched down on the ground with nothing but a shirt to cover her bandaged chest and her slacks.
"You're a girl?"
"Y-yes." She said while putting on the large shirt; blushing feverishly. Haruhi's father was stepping on the fallen prince repeatedly calling him 'pervert'.
(A really silent hour later.)
Everyone was sitting around the table except for Tamaki who was still unconscious and twitching with pain. Haruhi asked his driver Tanaka to take him home and get some rest.
"Che, that cockroach." Ryouji spat. "Are you hungry?"
Masa peered at the cross dresser with shocked eyes still trying to comprehend what happened an hour ago. Her grim expression looked like she was on the verge of jumping out a building.
"Please, please don't tell anyone." She pleaded trying to stop her tears from her soon to be never ending waterfall. Ryuji set down the curry he had prepared.
"Masa… you don't need to be sad. I-" she paused for a moment and thought through her decision "...have the same secret." Haruhi tried to help her cope with her bombarded feelings.
"You're a girl too?!"
The brunette simply nodded sheepishly and smiled kind heartedly. She knew that telling her this would be dangerous, but she didn't want to see her friend like this.
"It's not a big deal. I just promised not to tell my secret inside school and we're outside."
Masa held her right hand up and spoke "I promise to keep your secret and guard it with my life."
Haruhi just laughed at her friend's admirable childish reaction.
"I just wanted to you to know so that it seems even as friends. I guess we all have secrets, ne?"
"So we're a room full of cross dressers!" Ryouji exclaimed walking in striking a sexy pose in his cute heart-shaped maid apron.
Masa tried to stifle her giggle, but let it out along with her bottled emotions. Haruhi and her father gave her a warm embrace understanding that it was a difficult time for her.
"Th-thank ha you. I'm Masa Sasaki, it's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Fujioka." Masa bowed to the father after breaking away from their hug.
"Please call me Ranka."
"I should tell you both why I've been doing this."
"No. You don't have to." Haruhi remarked. "Let's just enjoy the food for now."
Masa took a large bite hoping to swallow her feelings down.
"This is amazing!" Masa beamed.
"My best recipe I learned to make. My wife had the same expression you have when she first tried it." Ranka laughed.
"You must get all the women with cooking like this!"
The man bursted out laughing at the young girl with a piece of rice stuck to her face.
"You have a lovely home." She commented and Ryouji thanked her.
Haruhi couldn't help but smile, now that her friend calmed down. The three sat down exchanging funny stories about how Haruhi's father met the Host Club members.
"Yoou ha saw Tama-ha-ki toppled over Haruhi!"
"Yes, that little demon tried to touch her. I know it!" a fiery passion burned in his eyes.
"He was not dad. You are over-reacting. He was so depressed you thought that, that he started growing mushrooms in the closet."
"Yes and I made him eat them!" Ryouji gloated.
"After you made him fly into a wall."
It feels like a family… Masa couldn't stop laughing for a while after hearing his statement. She looked at the clock across the room.
"Oh no. It's late I have to go."
"Darling you can stay as long as you'd like. I can even talk to your parents to sleep over."
"R-r-r-really?!" Masa asked with sparkling eyes. Haruhi nodded.
He nodded also with a simple 'yes'.
"I'll call my brothers right now then." She chirped.
(Haruhi's Room)
"Ne Haruhi?"
"Yes?"
"Thank you."
"You don't need to-"
"You won't tell the other, will you?"
"No. Not if you want me to."
"I dont. What about the Pedo King?"
Haruhi chuckled at the nickname Masa gave Tamaki.
"My dad talked to his driver. He'll most likely wake up thinking it's a dream."
"I feel so happy with the kindness you and your father treated me with. It's always hard to try and acts like a man. Men don't c-cry." Tears started to fall, one after the other as she remembered her past. She allowed herself to cry for the first time, not as a boy, but as a girl.
"You don't need to force yourself. You can be whoever you want. You're a strong woman."
Haruhi embraced the girl letting her sob until she fell asleep.
"Poor girl… " Ryouji stood by the door with extra blankets. "It's nice to see you around a friend that's a girl."
Haruhi simply nodded and brushed Masa's bangs to the side.
"If she ever feels like coming by again Haruhi tell her she's more than welcome to."
"I will."
(Suoh Mansion)
Tamaki was mumbling in his sleep imagining Masa in an Ouran girl uniform along with Haruhi.
"Tamaki-senpai." The two girls called out to their upperclassman.
Masa embraced the blushing prince.
"You were a girl after all. I'm so happy to see you!"
"Tamaki-senpai what about me?" Haruhi asked.
"My darling, you are beautiful." He leaned forward to kiss her until she stopped him with one hand.
"Tamaki-senpai, I cannot. My love belongs to Masa-san."
"But she's a girl."
"What are you talking about?" A voice called out. Masa appeared in her boy's uniform and ripped open her shirt revealing a man's chest. "I'm a man."
" N-N-N-NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" The blonde screamed himself awake from his slumber.
"Master, what are you screaming about?" His butler asked.
Tamaki blinked, profoundly at where he was.
"Tanaka, where am I? What happened, I thought I was at Haruhi's house?"
"You weren't. You asked me to pick you up from school and you fainted from stress." Tanaka lied remembering what the Fujiokas asked him to do.
Tamaki abruptly got up noticing his back aching with pain.
"Have a goodnights rest Master."
"Thank you Tanaka." Was I really imagining everything?
End of Chapter 3
Me: Phew I did my best everyone! I understand it's probably too soon to reveal Masa's secret, but Masa has never opened up to someone special outside of her family. So, I'm trying my best. Sooooo... did you guys noticed that Masa used the word HOUSE instead of HOME?
Masa: Of course they did you idiot *kicks face
Me: Why my baby! I created you! *glomps
Haruhi: Here's a special preview of next Chapter
Masa: Help me get this crazy woman off me!
Preview of next chapter:
Chapter 4: Horror Games Part 1
My mother was in her red robe scanning all of the business papers; scattered along the floor, carelessly letting her blonde hair fall to her face.
"Our stocks are down 5%!" My mother screamed with her raging green eyes.
"Madam please calm down." A maid suggested.
"No, I won't. You need to find something I can use and now! We are in third from the Suohs and if it continues, we will drop." She snapped and pointed her finger towards me.
I stared at the ground bowing my head before I left.
"Very well mother."
I looked towards my father's room sadly to see him awake. He looks thinner.
"Masaki, my dear daughter."
"Sorry, I'm late for school."
He replied with a small 'o' and turned his head to stare out the window. I dashed out the door towards the limo.