A/N: Dun dun dun~ New chapter time! Wow, didn't think I'd be able to keep a story going again, especially getting past twenty chapters! Thanks to everyone who's reading, I love you guys.
And I know most of this fanfic is based off the anime, but I felt the need to bring in Satoshi along with Yasuchika just for my own amusement. I need to involve Nekozawa at some point too, he's one of my favourites, hm...
Anyways! Enjoy, my little dumplings!~
"So you're the one who's stolen my room, huh?" Yasuchika glared at me from across the table, examining the white sundress I was wearing with calculating eyes. Brunch was over and we were all trying to decide how to spend our last day in Karuizawa. It looked as though shopping was the most popular choice along with taking a nap – suggested by the twins.
"Uh, yeah," it was hard not to squirm under the weight of his stare. "Sorry about that."
He crossed his arms defiantly and stuck his nose up in the air, "They should have given you Mitsukuni's room. That's more suited for a girl."
"Stop being so rude, Chika!" Satoshi scolded, smacking his cousin on the head with a spoon. He then turned to me with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry about him, Haruhi-chan."
"That's alright, really," I stuttered out, waving my hands dismissively.
Hikaru came to stand behind the two younger boys, eyeing them with distaste whilst munching on an apple, "Did you two just come out here to annoy us or what?"
"Chika was competing in a karate tournament this weekend; this was on the way home so we thought we'd stop by and see my brother," Satoshi beamed. The young Haninozuka grumbled some profanities under his breath, something along the lines of incestuous idiots, to avoid any more attacks and bruising his ego any further.
Mori ruffled his younger brother's hair with one large hand, eliciting an overjoyed grin from Satoshi at the attention. It still amazed me that those two could even be related, they were total opposites despite looking so similar. You could tell that the younger Morinozuka would be a smiling replica of his sibling given a growth spurt and a haircut.
"And we can come home with you guys tonight, right Taka-kun?" Satoshi peered up hopefully to his brother, receiving a curt nod in response.
Tamaki stood proudly at the head of the table, demanding our attention, "But for now men, we should head out and hit the shops! We haven't any time to waste dillydallying about inside all day. The sun is shining after all!"
"But what about our nap?" The twins whined.
"You can sleep on the way home!" He declared, pointing an accusing finger at the pair. "It's because of you troublesome redheads that we hardly got any sleep as it is!"
Kaoru rounded on the 'mommy' of the group with weary eyes and an overdramatic pout, "Kyoya-sempai, do something! We. Need. Sleeeeep."
"Just do what the buffoon asks. It is our last day after all," the raven haired host said calmly, adjusting his glasses as he spoke. The twins deflated at the inevitable answer and trudged back to their seats in a sulk.
"Cool! Can we come?" The young Morinozuka asked Tamaki chirpily.
He was met with a thumbs up and an encouraging toothy grin, "Of course! The more the merrier."
"As long as you keep that cousin of yours on a short leash," Hikaru sniggered. Honey looked torn between glaring at his friends for teasing his brother and laughing along.
"I am not a dog!" Chika yelled, looking ready to pounce on the mischievous twins. I steeled myself to escape the immediate area of any impending fights but Yasuchika refrained from thrashing the pair.
Honey smiled sympathetically at his sibling and hugged Usa-chan closer to his chest, "Just ignore them, Chika-chan!"
"I'm not taking advice from an alien either!" He cried out in rage, waving an angry fist wildly in the air. His brother hardly responded to the insult and carried on eating his raspberry shortcake although I could sense the melancholy air around the loli-boy.
"That kid needs some anger management," I overhear the twins muttering and I couldn't agree with them more.
We eventually wound up in the town centre of Karuizawa, enjoying all the sights and smells from the delightful market stalls that lined the streets. Tamaki corralled us together and led us like a pack of sheep around each of the quaint little shops but one by one the hosts slipped away to find something suited to their own tastes. Hikaru and Kaoru were inspected a stall selling handmade clothing and critiqued the craftsmanship against their own works. Mori, Honey, Satoshi and Yasuchika wandered the produce stalls where both Honey and Satoshi entertained themselves by chasing the loose hens that the farmer let roam. Tamaki dragged Kyoya into a toy shop and rambled on and on about each item's significance and games they could be used in.
Which left me dawdling about, weaving through the crowds of smiley happy people to examine each of the stalls in turn. Eventually I grew bored and resorted to buying an ice cream cone from the same vendor as the last time I visited the town with Hikaru. The cold dessert was refreshing and I took a seat to relax and enjoy the atmosphere.
"Well hello there," a pair of boys sidled up to me, one of them dropping down onto the seat beside me and draping an arm behind me to rest on the back of the bench. One had scruffy black hair pulled back into a loose ponytail whilst the other had short cut dirty blonde hair with far too much gel applied to the stiff spikes. I shuffled closer to the edge to avoid the close proximity but with each move he followed. "What's a pretty girl like you doing out here all alone?"
"Trying to enjoy some ice cream. And I'm not alone."
The black haired boy leered at me as I tried to mask the discomfort, "Oh yeah? It looks like you little buddies have all forgotten about ya so how 'bout we show you a good time?"
"No thanks," I stuttered looking for a way past the pair and to see if any the hosts were close enough to be of assistance. The identical red mops of hair were the only ones I could make out from this spot and they were on the other side of the square. Surely I could just excuse myself and make it over to them with little to no hassle.
As soon as I made to stand, the boy sitting next to me grabbed me roughly by the wrist and yanked me back down into the seat but didn't relinquish his hold, "That's not the answer we were looking for."
The clearing of a throat and a looming shadow made the boys look up. Kyoya stood frowning at the pair, his icy aura instilling fear in the duo. "I think she said no."
They recovered quickly from the intrusion and sneered up at the bespectacled boy, "And what are you gonna do about it, four eyes?" Honey skipped over and peered at them from behind Kyoya's legs. "Aw, gonna set your baby brother there loose on us? Don't make me laugh!"
"Leave my friends alone," Honey warned, his usually warm hazel eyes darkening dangerously. His small fists clenched at his sides. The boys laughed at the loli-boy, disregarding the threat callously.
"It's alright, Honey-sempai," I tried standing again and calming the oncoming storm that was the Haninozuka heir. "We'll just-"
The spiky haired boy shoved me back down into the seat, eyes narrowed at me dangerously. "Oh no you're no-"
Before the words could fully leave his mouth, Satoshi came stampeding towards us with Yasuchika in tow crying, "Get your hands off the lady! Don't you have any manners?!" with fire blazing fiercely in their dark eyes. In a second the pair had tossed the larger boys into a heap on the road and all three of the martial artists towered over them menacingly.
"Geez! These dudes are crazy!" They scuttled away, crashing into some of the bystanders as they went.
"Are you alright?" Honey and Satoshi asked in unison, fussing over the faint bruises that were already beginning to appear on my wrists. I rubbed at the offending spots gently and thanked them for stepping in.
Kyoya shrugged off his long sleeved shirt and gestured for me to lift my arms. He slipped my arms into shirt and the long sleeves drooped well past my hands and covered the marks for the time being. I smiled up at him graciously, knowing that explaining this to Tamaki and the twins would have only caused unnecessary drama. My thin arms wrapped around his waist and hugged him against me tightly.
We all reconvened by the clothing stalls after I shared another ice cream with Honey and allowed him to buy me a selection of cutesy key chains each with a fuzzy little animal dangling from multi-coloured beads and threads. Tamaki had his arms full with bags, the contents ranging from action figures to a calendar with different breeds of dog posed for each month.
I clambered into the limousine with Kyoya, Yasuchika and the twins. Hikaru tried to talk me into having a private catwalk show for him and Kaoru before we left but I flat out refused. Within minutes of leaving, the identical brothers were out cold, snoring softly from their curled up positions at the far end of the limo. I watched as Chika played some handheld console that he'd pinched off of the twins sleeping forms, ruining their saved files as revenge for calling him a dog earlier in the day and laughing maniacally to himself. Turning to whisper to Kyoya, I noticed that he had already fallen asleep as well, his glasses slipping dangerously low on his nose. I carefully removed them and stored them safely in one of the storage compartments before settling down to catch up on the missed sleep from the night before. My dreams were filled of evil wizards turning people into cats and bunny rabbits.