Phoenix: HI!
Kyoya: Stop acting like an idiot.
Phoenix: Meanie, now do the disclaimer.
Kyoya: PhoenixCrystalStar does not own Ouran High School Host Club. If she did then I'd be chained to her bedroom closet.
Phoenix: So true, now on with the story!
Chapter 4
Knock, knock! The light knocking filled the small apartment. Five girls sleeping in two beds pushed together to form one large bed, the back of the apartment. One of the girls woke up from her light sleep. She gotten up, making sure that her movement did not disturb the other girls, and jammed her glasses on her face.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," she mumbled as the knocking continued. She unlocked the dead bolts, which she had painstaking added to the door. She jerked the door open.
"Good morni-" the group was quickly interrupted.
"Shhhh!" the sleepy girl hissed. "The others are still sleeping!" she whispered. The group in front of her consisted of Tamaki, Haruhi, Hikaru, Kaoru, Honey, Mori, and Kyoya. They all wore casual clothing and looked as if they have been awake for hours. The girl who answered the door was Harley. She on the other hand was still partly asleep. She wore an over sized band t-shirt that reached mid thigh, white knee high tube socks, had her curly brown hair was a frizzy mess and was pulled into a low ponytail, in attempt to control it, and wore a pair of wire framed glasses.
"But, it's noon," Haruhi said.
"So? It's Saturday. Americans don't wake up early on a Saturday unless they have to. Now, come in it's not safe to stood outside in this neighborhood," Harley said, and quickly ushered the group in the cramped apartment. One of the reasons why the group could afford the flat was because of the terrible neighborhood. Which is why Harley had dead bolts on the door, and on the windows.
"Wow, it's like a doll house," Honey said, marveling the tiny green and white studio.
"It's smaller than your apartment Haruhi," the twins said.
"Gee, thanks," Haruhi grumbled. Tamaki quickly clasped his hands over the twins' mouths.
"Quiet you two! Can't you see that this is a home that most commoners can afford? Don't embarrass Harley! Understood?" Tamaki hissed.
"Understood, Tono," the twins said saluting.
"Um, you know I can hear you right?" Harley said. She was ignored. Rolling her eyes, she went to draw the large curtains, which separated the kitchen/living room area from the bedroom-like space, close.
"Listen, Shay has blood type AB, so ya'll have to whispering," she informed the host club. The club's eyes travel to the Honey, then to Kyoya, and then to the curtains where light snores came from. They all nodded in understanding.
"Harl-chan, I didn't know you wore glasses?" Honey said.
"Yeah, I do. Usually, I wear my contacts though," she answered.
"You look like Kyo-chan!" Honey said cheerfully. The two glasses wearing teens glared at each other, but neither commented on Honey's statement. Harley went to the tiny kitchenette. She pulled out an iron pot from one of the cabinets, filled it with water from the tab, and placed it on one of the two burners of the stove. "You guys want some coffee?" Harley asked the group. Tamaki, Haruhi, Mori, and Honey had sat down on the green couch, while Kyoya, and the twins sat on the kitchen chairs.
"Sure, but want are you cooking?" Tamaki asked indicating to the iron pot, which was boiling water.
"Oh, I'm heating water for the coffee. I haven't bought a coffeepot or teapot yet," Harley answered, and took out a jar of instant coffee mix. Tamaki, Hikaru, and Kaoru went to the emo corner in distress.
"Poor girls! They don't even have a teapot!" the twins wailed.
"Silence, men, we must comfort our commoner friends not humiliate them!" Tamaki said striking a dramatic pose. "This green hovel with its curtains masquerading as walls might be as small as a hamster's cage, and resides in a pit of thieves and crooks, but it is still the home of our dear commoner friends!" As Tamaki preached the twins clapped.
"Yo, dipsticks, I can hear you!" Harley glared. Tamaki cried and went to a makeshift emo corner. "Boy, if you start growing mushrooms on my carpet, I will rip off your manhood!" Harley looked serious. Tamaki squeaked, and jumped onto Kyoya's lap.
"Mommy! Our daughter is threating my gender!" Tamaki cried hanging onto Kyoya like a child.
"This is so not helping your already questionable sexuality, Kyoya," Harley snickered as she poured hot water into random cups, and mixed instant coffee mix.
"That's coming form the girl who sleeps in the same bed with four other girls," Kyoya retorted and shoved Tamaki off his lap. Poor Tamaki looked heartbroken, but quickly returned to his cheery self when he sat himself next to Haruhi on the green couch.
"You're just jealous that the closest you've even gotten to a girl is when your big sister hugs you goodnight," Harley smirked, and handed cups of coffee to her guests.
"Well, not everyone's a whore," Kyoya respond with a gleam in his glasses.
"That's hilarious, coming from a host," she hissed back. She slammed his cup down hard in front of him. Some of the hot liquid spilled out. The two near-sighted teenagers glared at each other. You could nearly see the lazars shooting out of their eyes.
"Morning," a groggy voice mumbled gaining everyone's attention. Areily walked out from behind the bedroom curtains, her dark blue eyes hardly open. She wore a lacy baby blue tank top, white cotton short shorts, mismatch green and purple woolen socks, and had her azure colored hair in a messy bun.
"G'morning, mermaid," Harley said. A cheery one now replaced her cold demeanor that Kyoya had inspired. "We have guests, Areily." Areily yawned and ignored Harley's statement. The tall girl made her way to the green couch. Without hesitating, she plopped herself on to Mori's lap. Then she curled into a little ball, and returned to her slumber. Mori's cheeks were now scarlet.
"Aww, how precious," Harley mumbled quietly. Wheels began to turn in the brunette's head. Her original plan to get Haruhi and Tamaki together had suddenly changed. Now, not only did she have to get Tamaki and Haruhi together, but also now she must find a way to get Mori-senpai and Areily together as well. Harley schemed over her mug of instant coffee. A devilish smirk, that would put both sets of twins to shame, bloomed evilly on her lips. She felt a pair of eyes on her, and turned to face Kyoya. His dark gray eyes stared at her as if reading her mind. Ignoring the dark haired boy she turned back to her friends who were now in their separate conversation.
"So, um, senpai, where are we going?" Haruhi asked the older violet-eyed blonde bluntly.
"Well, my lovely daughter we shall be going to a commoner's movie theater," Tamaki announced as if he had just solved world hunger.
"You can't be serious," Harley mumbled.
"You never know with this one," Haruhi replied.
"Damnit! What does a girl gotcha do to get a good night's sleep?" Violet growled, and poked her head of tangled brown hair.
"How do you expect us to sleep through the night with ya'll blabbering?" Rose added as she too poked her tangled bed head out.
"It's twelve thirty in the afternoon," Harley said deadpanned.
"No shit Sherlock," Violet grumbled.
"We have a clock by the bed, duh," Rose rolled her eyes that were now a light shade of brown because of her unworn contacts.
"Don't you say Sherlock Holmes's name in vain, you two she-devils," Harley argued, protecting one of her favorite fictional characters, right next to Harry Potter and Kaname Kuran.
"Whateves," they said rolling their eyes. Rose wore a light purple sleeveless sleeping gown that reached her knees and pink tube socks. Violet wore a red plain t-shirt, grey boy shorts, and black socks. The two brunettes went to the kitchen table, perched themselves on small table, and stole Hikaru and Kaoru's cups of coffee.
"Hey!" the male twins protested.
"Screw off, you've been awake for hours," Rose sipped Kaoru's coffee.
"Eek," Violet made a disgusted face. "Too bitter! Har, give me some Splenda®!" The green-eyed girl did just that, and tossed a few yellow packets of sugar substitute to the younger girl. Hikaru and Kaoru looked confused as they watch Rose drink the black cup of coffee like it was water while Violet dumped packet after packet of sugar. 'She likes her coffee with lots of Splenda®,' Hikaru made a mental note. 'She like her coffee black,' Kaoru memorized in his mind.
"When is Shay waking up, Harl-chan?" Honey asked (with a puppy dog face expression) the brunette girl. He didn't like how everyone had subconsciously paired up, leaving him alone. The two sets of twins reminisced in their past pranks and schemes. Tamaki and Haruhi spoke actively as Haruhi explained how a commoner's theatre was. Areily was still curled up sleeping on Mori's lap, who had begun to stroke her hair without realizing it. Although, Harley and Kyoya were glaring at each, they were still together. Harley looked up from her glaring match, and turned to face Honey. His puppy dogface made her give in.
"I'll try to wake her up now," Harley said sweetly. Outside she showed Honey a kind reassuring smile. Inside she was scared shitless. 'Crap, crap! I'm going to die! I'm going to walk right in the lion's den, and die!' she thought. Honey smiled back at her with wide eyes. Swallowing hard, Harley walked passed the curtain barrier. Everyone on the other side became eerily quiet as they tried to listen to whatever was happening on the other side.
"Wakey, wakey," they heard Harley mumble. No respond.
"Come one wake up already," Harley was becoming annoyed quickly. Still no respond.
"WAKE UP, YOU DAMNED PINK MIDGET!" Harley yelled. Growling was heard from the other side. A light "Uh, oh!" was heard from Harley. World War 3 transpired on the other side of the curtain. Finally the raucous calmed down. Harley walked out dragged a still growling Shay by the ear. The shorter girl's pink hair was a bit frizzy and was held down by a stubborn headband. She also wore an oversized Batman t-shirt and matching batman socks. Her face brighten up when she say Honey.
"Good morning, Hun-Hun," Shay said with her own nickname.
"Actually it's good afternoon, Shay-chan," Honey said. He blushed slightly at the sound of his new nickname.
"Oh, I must have slept in, again," Shay, said giggling.
"We should get going if we want to get to the theatre," Kyoya interrupted. "Maybe you should go figure out a way to manage that bush attached to your head, Harley." Harley said nothing, but gave him one last death glare and the finger. The five girls went on the other side of the curtain to dress. Mori was kind enough to place Areily on the bed before returning to the living room area with the others.
After a few minutes later, Violet was the first to come out. She had her pink contacts and matching mascara and lipstick back on, and had her light brown hair in two low ponytails with dark blue and green highlights. She wore a white t loose t-shirt, with a graphic blue-green design on it, a leather jacket, black tights which were shredded around the knee areas, leather studded high heeled boots, a leather bag decorated with blue, purple, green, and pink feathers, and wore light green eye shadow. Rose came out next. She too had her pink contacts back on but the mascara was now blue with peach color lipstick. She wore a blue blouse with ruffles around the V-neck, a black leather belt with gold colored buckles, a with knee high skirt with vertical black line and a bright blue floral prints, black pantyhose with floral lace design, blue high heeled ankle boots, a black leather back with gold colored buckles, and a blue suede jacket.
Shay bounced out afterwards. She wore light shades of pink on her eyelids and lips. Her bright pink hair was down, and some strands were curled to a flare to the simple hairstyle. She wore a baby pink knee high dress lined with white ruffles, pink flats, a white cardigan, and a white bunny shaped handbag. Areily came out next, looking shy. Her hair was also down, and braids were added to it along with decorative white ribbons. She had blue mascara, light brown eye shadow, and light pink lipstick on. She wore a light blue tutu that started at her mid-section and ended a bit above her knees, a steel blue button down blouse with a scoop neckline that was tucked into the tutu, dark blue flats, a thin periwinkle pea coat, and a tiny white purse.
Finally Harley came out. Her used to be fizzy bush was now a tamed in her usual glossy curls. She wore her contacts, black mascara, brown eye shadow, and light red lipstick. She wore an off-white collared blouse, a light brownish orange cardigan with a brown leather belt over the opened cardigan, a ruffled layered ivory knee high skirt, lace up brown leather high heeled combat boots, and a brown leather fringe purse.
"You clean up fast, for girls," the male twins said inspecting their outfits.
"We're just that awesome," Violet answered smugly.
"Girls we have a major problem though," Harley said in a serious voice.
"What?" the female twins asked.
"Haruhi," Harley answered. The five American girls turned to face the young brunette. Haruhi wore a pair of worn out jeans, sneakers, and an old t-shirt.
"What's wrong with me?" Haruhi asked.
"You look like a guy," the female twins said while the other nodded their heads.
"So?" Haruhi asked, still confused.
"So, unless you had a sex change in the last twenty four hours, you're a girl," Harley said. "Areily, get her." Before Haruhi had a chance to move, Areily slung the small cross dressing girl over her shoulder.
"Put me down, senpai!" Haruhi demanded as she tried to brake free. It was fruitless effort.
"Nope," Areily answered and took Haruhi to the other side because the other side has cookies.
"Gives us ten to twenty minutes," Shay said before all the girls were behind the curtain. Once there, Haruhi was placed on the bed.
"Senpai, you don't have to bother with me," Haruhi protested to Harley.
"Nonsense, Haruhi, you're too pretty and adorable not to be pampered," Harley announced. "Now strip." A frightening aura surrounded the older brunette.
"W-what?" Haruhi stuttered with wide eyes. Harley just smirked evilly.
On the other side, the boys waited. Tamaki was in the middle of his mind theater, though.
Presenting Tamaki's mind theatre…
In …
One,
Two,
Three,
Action!
Haruhi sat with Harley in a field of flowers. Haruhi wore a pink lacy Lolita dress while Harley wore a blue version of it. Harley was braiding locks of Haruhi's hair that was now long like it was before she cut it. Haruhi looked up a Tamaki.
"Oh, Tamaki do you like the dress, Harley chose for me?" Haruhi answered the blonde. She stood up and began to twirl and giggle. She fell down and landed on Harley's lap. The two girl embraced and continued giggling, nuzzling their cheeks together.
"Mommy, don't our daughters look beautiful?" Tamaki asked his mind Kyoya, who appeared out of nowhere. This Kyoya smiled happily with Tamaki. The two boys went, and hugged other two girls. The group hugged, and laughed joyfully.
End.
Tamaki smiled dreamily as he replayed his mind theater.
"Um, Tono, are you okay?" Kaoru asked, poking the blonde. Suddenly Tamaki jumped up, beaming.
"Isn't this amazing? My darling Haruhi finally has girlfriends that will dress her up in cute little dresses, and bring out her feminine side!" Tamaki gushed, twirling around in happiness. The other hosts rolled their eyes at their president's thoughts. Before the twins could accuse Tamaki of being a pervert, the twin girls popped out.
"Boo Bobo booboo," Violet mimicked a trumpet while pretending to play an imaginary one.
"Presenting, Haruhi," Rose announced. The two pulled the curtains open, displaying the newly dressed Haruhi.
Hair extensions were added to her hair making in longer. Her bangs were not even like before, but were styled to frame her face. Highlights of light brown, blonde, gold, and dark brown were added to the simple hairstyle. A white lacy hairband was placed in her hair and had white ribbons attached to the side of the band. She wore light cream eye shadow, brown mascara, pink blush, and same peach lipstick as Rose. She wore a white sweetheart neckline top. The thick straps were embroidered with lace designs. Ivory threaded designs adored the top, and gave the illusion that Haruhi's chest was larger than it actually was. She wore a flowing white skirt that reached a little above her knees, and a thick white ribbon around her waist with a bow on the back. Her small feet were in white high-heeled Mary Jane shoes. She had a white cardigan folded on her arm, and held a white clutch. Harley came from behind her, placed her chin on top of Haruhi's head, and hugged her from behind.
"So? Did we do an amazing job or did we do an amazing job?" Harley asked coyly. Tamaki's face was bright red, and his nose was leaking blood. All he needed now was an out of character Kyoya, and his daydream would come true.
"Senpai, are you okay?" Haruhi asked Tamaki who had blood covering most of his face.
"Tissue?" Violet threw a box of Kleenex to the blonde, who gracefully accepted.
"Maybe we should have lunch before the movie," Kyoya said checking his wristwatch. "It's already one o'clock."
"Is it on you?" Rose asked.
"Yes," Hikaru answered.
"Then lets go, now!" Shay said bouncing up and down, with the thoughts of tasty rich people food. The group left the small studio. The girls quickly ushered the boys into the limo before someone in the neighborhood could pickpocket them. As Areily slipped into the limo, she heard Mori whispered something in here ear.
"You look beautiful," he mumbled.
"Thank you, Takashi," Areily whispered back, her cheeks rosy.
When they reached the restaurant, Harley began to feel inferior. The five-star restaurant was filled with rich people dressed lavishly. She felt out of place with her department store boots. She looked at a fidgeting Haruhi, who was stilling next to her in the limo. It was obvious that she felt the same.
"Stupid rich bastards," she heard Haruhi mumble.
"Kyoya, I don't like this place. Tell the driver to take us some where else," Harley told the teenager.
"We'll eat here. It's a perfectly good restaurant," Kyoya protested.
"Daddy, mommy won't listen to me," Harley complained to Tamaki, and she faked tears, and pouted. Harley nudged Haruhi with her elbow to get her attention.
"Oh," Haruhi said, understanding Harley's silent message. "Yeah, daddy," she forced herself to say the word. "I don't want to eat here." She batted her eyelashes for good measure. Tamaki's nose began to bleed slightly. He was about to agree, but Kyoya interrupted.
"Tamaki, this is one of the finest restaurant in Japan. There aren't any reason as to not eat here," Kyoya told Tamaki. The blonde considered the other's words. The rest of the girls and hosts were watching the display with amusement. Realizing that Tamaki was about to be swayed, Harley pulled Haruhi on to her lap, and nuzzled the girl's cheek with her own.
"Pretty please, daddy," Harley said.
"With a cherry on top," Haruhi added, playing along with Harley's game. It was too much for Tamaki. His daydream was now placed in reality. His nose was now a waterfall of blood, and quickly covered it was tissues that Violet had handed him before.
"Turn around!" Tamaki called out to his driver. Kyoya sneered. He hardly cared where they ate, but the fact that Harley had won something against him, angered the teen greatly.
"Where would everyone like to go?" Tamaki asked, but it was clear that the question was mainly aimed at Haruhi and Harley, who still had Haruhi on her lap.
"Oh, Harls, there's an American-style diner near by," Areily whispered.
"Yeah, we there once on our way from school," Shay added.
"Is the food good?" Haruhi asked.
"Oh my god! Its amazing!" Rose exclaimed.
"There was this burger that had the cheese inside the patty," Violet said, remembering the wonderful meal.
"We shall go to the American diner then. It would be a great learning experience to eat at a commoner's restaurant and an American one at that," Tamaki announced, and instructed the driver where to go. They reached the diner. The place looked like something out of a 80s' sitcom, with shiny red booth, a jukebox, and waitresses on rollerblades. Tamaki drifted around the diner, gawking at the old movie posters and 80s' merchandise, like it was something of museum. Haruhi had to drag the blonde by the collar to get him to sit down in the booth. The circular booth, which was surprisingly big, fit the large group of twelve. Against her will, Harley was pushed up against Kyoya, who was lucky enough to be stilling on the edge of the booth, on her right side and had Hikaru on the other. Areily sat between Mori and Rose, Rose sat next to Kaoru, who sat next to Violet, who sat next Hikaru. Mori was Honey next to him, who sat next to Shay, who was sitting next to Haruhi, who was squished against Tamaki, who also sat at the edge. An American looking waitress with blonde pigtails, a mini skirt, and rollerblades, rolled her way to their table.
"What can I get ya'll," her accent sounded eastern, mostly a mix of New York and Boston. She repeated herself in Japanese as well, just in case.
"Where are the menus?" Hikaru asked in Japanese. The waitress, whose nametag read Emily, gestured to the menu above the counter, as if it was obvious. The boys squinted at the menu while Emily gave them an 'Are you retarded?' look.
"You know what, ignore them," Harley said in English, getting Emily's attention.
"Four chili sloppers, for me, my sister, and the other twins," Violet said also in English gesturing to Rose, Hikaru, and Kaoru.
"Get two extra large New York burgers," Areily added (they're all taking in English).
"Two large double decker Carolina-style burger with everything on them," Shay said.
"Those two will get two classic American cheeseburgers," Harley said, pointing to Haruhi and Tamaki. "And we'll get two Juicy Lucy burgers." She gestured to Kyoya and herself. Emily scribbled everything down on a pad of paper.
"Any drinks?" Emily asked.
"Coca Cola," all the girls excluding Haruhi said in unison.
"Got it," Emily replied, looking at her pad. "So, four C sloppers, two NYs, two USAs, two JLs, and twelve cokes, right?"
"Yep, and oh apple pie for desert," Harley added. Emily nodded and rolled back to the counter.
"What did you just order for us?" Kaoru asked.
"The most American meal you'll ever have in Japan," Harley answered.
"What is a Juicy Lucy?" Kyoya asked.
"It's the burger with melted cheese inside the patty," Violet answered.
"What about the burger you got for us?" Honey asked.
"Oh my god! A Carolina burger with everything on it is so delicious thing you'll ever taste! It has onions, bacon, guacamole, cheese, tomatoes, lettuce, and two juicy burgers!" Shay droned on, slightly drooling. They continued talking about the types of burgers until Emily came. She had two silver platters in each hand that each had six large glasses of Coke. She placed the platters on the table. The boys waited for her to put the drinks in front of them, but she just moved the glasses from the platter to the table, took the platters away, and rolled back to the counter.
"How rude, I'll sue this place for their lack of customer service," Harley heard Kyoya mumble.
"Dude, chill, this isn't some fancy pants restaurant. You do serve your self," Harley said taking her own coke. The other girls, including Haruhi, took their drinks. The boys finally got over themselves, and got their drinks as well. Emily came back, with three platters; two balanced on one arm, and held the other. Without thinking, Areily quickly stood, leaned to help Emily by grabbing both of the platters on Emily's arm, and placed the platters on the table.
"Thanks, sweetie," Emily said, as she placed the last platter on the table. Once everyone had his or her burger, Emily left again. The Harley brought out her camera phone, and began to video table everyone.
"What are you doing?" Haruhi asked.
"Making a YouTube video. It's going to be called 'Rich Asians Eating American Burgers.' It'll have a million views." Harley answered.
"Why?" Honey asked.
"YouTube loves strange Japanese videos," Shay answered. "Now, no more talking, more eating!" Everyone did as she said, and took a bite of their burgers. A silence entered the table.
"This might be better than cake," Honey mumbled, and continued devouring his burger. Shay was already half way through her burgers.
"This is wonderful," Tamaki announced. "Why don't we have this at home?"
"Because this is commoner's food," Hikaru answered.
"Kyoya, where's your burger?" Harley asked the boy.
"I ate it," he replied and sipped his coke. Everyone stared at him. They had never seen him eat that quickly even Haruhi who was stuck with him in the mall expo before.
"I knew you'd like it," Harley said.
"I didn't like it," Kyoya lied.
"Yeah, that's why you inhaled it," Harley replied, and continued eating. Soon, all the burgers were devoured, and Emily came back, clearing the table. She came back with the apple pie. It was cut equally into twelve pieces, and was distributed. The fruit pastry was sweet and tasted fresh.
"We should always let you guys pick the places to eat," Honey concluded as they left the restaurant. The boys had paid the bill, and left the now giddy waitress an unusually large tip.
"Yeah," Mori agreed.
"Such a wonderful educated experience," Tamaki exclaimed.
"A very tasty experience," Haruhi agreed.
"To the theater!" Tamaki said, and reentered the limo. Everyone got in as well, and they sent off to the Eigakan movie theater.
Phoenix: Hope you liked the chapter! Sorry for the crappy ending! Now here's Haruhi with a important and detailed message!
Mori: Review *_*
Phoenix: What she said. I need at least four new reviews! Oh, and about the girls' outfits I made them up. Please tell me if anyone is out of character or any of my OCs are acting like Mary Sues. Tell the readers goodbye, Haruhi.
Mori: Bye
Phoenix: (sweatdrops) thanks. Goodbye my lovely little otakus!