Me: Good morrow, my fair ladies and gentlemen!
Hikaru: No bitch, just no
Me: Anyway, since Hikaru's PMSing, the lovely, gorgeous, tall, charming, dark haired, green eyed, sexy-god David will do my disclaimer. (BRB. Dying)
David: Um, okay? Phoenix does not own Ouran Highschool Host Club, but she does own me-
Me: Damn right I do.
David:...and the rest of the girls
Me: BTW this chapter is dedicated to Princess Rae 1230 who's birthday is Sunday! Happy 15th Birthday!
Chapter 11
David laid on the small green couch in the girls apartment. It was 2 in the morning. Five hours ago, Harley's japanese friends had left, leaving the apartment to the Americans. David turned on his side. This couch was lumpy.
'Mental note: either get a new couch or a new apartment,' he thought. The loud snoring of Shay and Violet were overpowering the soft breaths of Areily and Rose. A few murmurs of meaningless words could be heard from the sleeping Harley as she spoke in her sleep. Although it wasn't quite, it was oddly peaceful. David took this time to reflect.
A month ago, he was head over heels when he heard that his baby sister had won a scholarship for a private in Japan. It was an amazing opportunity, an opportunity that he had never gotten therefore he didn't want to deprive her from it. It was something that he had dreamed for because he knew she deserved it. Since he had turned eighteen four years ago and left their horrible father, David had sworn to make sure that Harley led a good, successful, and happy life. He would be damned if he let whatever was left of Harley's childhood and adolescence was wasted away. Even if he wasn't the most usual guardian, he still did everything he could for her while working.
Life had always been overbearing for him, but what made it better was knowing that at the end of the day he could see his beautiful baby sister smiling. Maybe that's why he came all the way from New York to Japan. Seeing his sister made everything better, it always did. Even if their dad was throwing beer bottles at him for not cleaning the house quick enough, at least he knew that he could snuggle against his baby sis at night for comfort. Even if he had to work through long hours of overtime, he still came back home to a Harley's warm hug. But during the time she was gone, it felt as if she his reason to be with her to Japan. It was just too suffocating coming home to that small empty apartment that lacked the warmth glow that Harley seemed to spread where ever she went. Then there were his mental issues. Yes, he had mental issues, but that's a story for another time.
"David?" came a soft voice. He turned to the sound of it. It was Harley. She had woken up, crawled out of bed, and was standing over the couch.
"Hey there," David whispered as he sat up.
"Can I lay there with you?" she asked.
"Of course," he answered, smiling. Harley moved onto the couch and snuggled up into a little ball at his chest. David wrapped his arms around her. 'The couch feels more comfortable now,' he thought smugly. With the two green eyed brunette siblings in each others embrace, they fell into a peaceful sleep.
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"WHERE THE HELL ARE MY YELLOW ZANOTTI'S?" Violet yelled at the top of her lungs. That's was David woke up to this morning. Sitting up and rubbing his eyes, he noticed to commotion that seem to be transpiring in the little apartment.
Shay, who was dressed a yellow dress, matching flats, and a pink french braid, sat at the kitchen table eating a bowl of cereal, and generally not giving a shit, but looking annoyed. Rose stood by the door with her arms crossed and her foot tapping. She wore light blue floral skinny jeans, a yellow equipment signature shirt, matching yellow Toms, and blue Ray-Bans tucked in her hair which was down and curled slightly. She looked impatient and annoyed as if she had been waiting there for a while.
Violet was running around looking for apparently her blue Zanottis? She was dressed in a white blouse, yellow belt, blue pencil skirt, a blue blazer, blue earrings, and black stockings. She looked like she was purposely dressing up for something...or someone. She didn't have any shoes on. David assumed that must have been what she was looking for. Maybe Zanotti is Japanese for shoes?
Areily was kneeling over Harley who was sitting on the carpeted floor. Areily was braiding Harley's hair into a simple french braid. Both girls wore simple outfits. Areily wore a long sleeveless yellow dress and yellow flat sandals. Her blue hair was down. Harley wore a blue sweater with a black skull on it, yellow skinny jeans, blue vans, and her usual red lipstick. They also looked slightly annoyed.
"Good morning," David greeted the girls and sat up in the couch. He ran his hands through his curly dark hair.
"THIS ISN'T A GOOD MORNING! I CAN'T FIND MY ZANOTTIS!" Violet yelled as she looked under the bed.
"DON'T SCREAM AT DAVID!" Rose shrieked at Violet. Violet glared at her twin.
"I DO WHAT I WANT!" Violet screamed back.
"DO NOT USE AN AVENGER REFERENCE YOU LITTLE BITCH! YOU AINT WORTHY OF LOKI'S CATCHPHRASE!" Shay yelled and threw a glass at Violet. Violet ducked. The glass hit the wall and shattered.
"What the hell is going on?" David asked Harley and Areily as he moved away from the couch and went to sit next to the two on the carpet.
"Today is the first day of Shay's period so don't go near her," Areily whispered as she knotted Harley's hair.
"And Violet and Rose are fighting because Violet refused to match with Rose's outfit because Violet wants to dress up to impress Hikaru," Harley added knowingly.
"I AM NOT DRESSING UP FOR HIKARU!" Violet yelled at Harley.
"THEN WHY WONT YOU WEAR THE MATCHING OUTFIT! WE ALWAYS MATCH!" Rose screamed.
"SHUT UP YOUR VOICE IS ANNOYING ME!" Violet replied.
"WE HAVE THE SAME VOICE DIPSHIT!" That was Rose.
"I will kill you all in your sleep," And that was Shay.
"Only they can have a fight over that," Areily mumbled shaking her head.
"They're special people," came David's words of wisdom. David stood up and patted her head. Then went to the bathroom. The shower turning on could be heard.
"FOUND THEM!" Violet exclaimed as she pulled out a pair of yellow open toed pumps from under the couch.
"OH SHIT I THINK I JUST DROPPED THE FUCK I WAS ABOUT TO GIVE!" Shay replied. With that she finished her cereal, threw the bowl at Violet who ducked again, and went downstairs to wait in the car.
"Okay, I am not going to school with this bitch," Rose stated pointing at Violet. Violet replied by sticking her tongue out at her.
"Harley, can you take me to school on your motorcycle? I need to get there early anyway for my morning detention." Rose asked Harley. Harley nodded as Areily finished up her hair.
"Mermaid, can you drive Violet and Shay today?" Harley asked the blue haired girl as she stood up. Areily smiled and nodded her head.
"Thanks mermaid!" Harley said. "BYE DAVEY-BEAR!"
"SEE YA HAR-BEAR! P.S. I'M USING YOUR SHAMPOO! IT SMELLS LIKE ROSES!" David yelled from the shower.
"Bye bitch," Violet told Rose.
"Fuck off whore," Rose replied. Then Harely and Rose left. Areily stood up and gestured to Violet.
"Hold on," Violet replied. She went to the mirror and checked herself. Her blouse and skirt was straight. Her shoes were on. Her blazer was on right. She had her blue purse. Her straighten hair and make up were prefect. Good.
"Since when have you been interested in Hikaru?" Areily asked softly.
"Since yesterday when he helped me pick out a dress," Violet mumbled looking away from the blue haired girl with pink tinted cheeks. 'Knew it,' Areily thought with a slightly smug look.
"Um, how did you know it was Hikaru?" Violet asked shyly.
"You're wearing all designer clothes from your Stella Mccartney blazer to your Giuseppe Zanotti shoes. You're obviously trying to impress someone who's well versed in fashion therefore it must be one of the Hitachiin twins who are the heirs of a major eastern fashion industry. Which one would it be? Obviously the one you enjoy arguing with and who decided to dress you up as a waitress from an Echii manga," Areily explained, saying possibly the most words ever in this fanfiction.
"Oh," Violet replied. "Was it that obvious?"
"Very, even Harley noticed this morning," Areily answered.
"Speaking of obvious and Harley when do you think Kyoya and her are gonna get together? Violet asked.
"As soon as Kyoya makes a move," Areily said. "Harley's too blind to be able to see it herself."
"You're right. Good thing its Kyoya," Violet added.
"Imagine if it was someone like Tamaki," Areily stated.
"Harley would never get laid then. Poor Haruhi though," Violet laughed.
"C'mon, let's go before Shay rips the car apart," Areily said. Violet nodded and followed Areily outside and to the car.
...
Rose walked into detention with a scowl on. Her scowl instantly disappeared when she saw a familiar face. Kaoru sat in the back of the classroom with his feet up on the table. Rose quickly made her way past the mean looking detention monitor and to the back. She sat down next to Kaoru.
"Hey," he greeted her.
"Hi, I didn't know that you had detention too today," Rose said. She started to feel moths in her stomach or were they suppose to be butterflies?
"Well, after that teacher gave you detention for passing notes with me during class, I decided that I should keep you company," Kaoru stated.
"That's so stupid," Rose replied. "But sweet, thanks." She smiled, and he smiled back.
"So, do you still want me to come over to help with History?" Kaoru asked.
"Of course!" Rose said. She bite her lip. It came out more desperate than intended.
"Cool," Kaoru repsonded.
"SHHHH! Mr. Hitachiin and Ms. Clarke you both just earned yourself another morning detention for talking " The detention monitor scolded them. The two just smiled at each other. They were okay with another detention with each other.
...
Violet walked through the pink pristine hallways of the school. According to Haruhi who she had bumped into before had told her that Hikaru was somewhere near the school's second library. She planned on casually bumping into him and casually striking up a casual conversation on something very casual, casually. Yep, all casually.
Of course, the amazing authoress would never allow Violet's casual plan to play out correctly. The amazing authoress must mess it up in a way that suites her best.
Suddenly Violet tripped on a banana peel that a sneaky little monkey had thrown without her notice. She tumbled face first on to the ground. Her skirt flew up, exposing her panties. Her purse jerked out of her grip and slid away from her. And on of her Zanotti pumps came off her foot. She quickly tried to stand up when she heard a roar of laughter. In front of the fallen girl was Hikaru. He was clutching his stomach and laughing his ass off. With bright red cheeks, Violet stood up, fixing her skirt and retrieved her purse and shoe.
"Shut up," she growled at him. 'He better not have seen my panties,' she thought.
"But that was hilarious," Hikaru said still cackling. 'I saw her panties,' he thought. He suddenly stopped laughing and looked at her.
"What?" she asked. She bit her lip. It came out harsher than intended.
"Are you wearing a Giambattista Valli embroidered blouse?" he asked. Violet smiled. That's what she was hoping for.
"Yes it is," Violet replied proudly.
"But that goes for about around 108,448.20 yen. How can you afford that?" Hikaru asked examining the collar of the blouse with his hands.
"I got it yesterday with Kyoya's credit card," Violet answered. His hand was too close to her. Damn there were moths in her stomach. Or was it butterflies? She always got confused with that phrase.
"And a Stella McCartney blazer. Thats about 178,078.83 yen," Hikaru mumbled as he felt the fabric of the blue blazer.
"I got it for half the price," Violet smiled.
"And Giuseppe Zanotti open toes," Hikaru added looking at her shoes. Ah, fashion. This was like her second language.
"I like your Salvatore Ferragamo 'Alicante' Wingtip Oxfords," Violet stated. "About 59,818.65 yen." she added smugly. Hikaru gave her a crooked smile. Violet returned it with her own lopsided smile.
"Hey where's your brother? He's always with you," Violet asked, curiously.
"Oh, he got morning detention. Where's your sister?" Hikaru responded. His hand was subconsciously playing with the collar of her blazer.
"Um, we're not talking," Violet mumbled.
"Why?" He asked.
"We kinda had a fight this morning about my outfit. She wanted us to wear our usual matching outfits, but I didn't," Violet answered.
"How come?" He asked. Now his hand was playing with the collar of her blouse.
"For my own reasons," Violet responded. She didn't want to talk about it.
"Well, let's get to class," Hikaru stated, sensing her discomfort. He his arm out. "My lady."
"Thank you good sir," Violet said as she looped her arm around his. They started walking towards their class. 'Red panties, hm, I was expecting green,' Hikaru thought smugly.
...
Harley walked in to her classroom early, feeling like a boss in her new blue vans that Areily had bought for her. At least somebody thought of her when they went shopping with Kyoya's credit cards yesterday. Speaking of Kyoya.
"JONES!" Kyoya's angry voice shoot through the room.
"HOLY SHIT!" Harley yelled and ducked under a desk. She felt Kyoya's large hand take hold of the back of her sweatshirt, and pulled her out. Harley flopped onto her bum in a sitting position. She looked up. Kyoya's face was murderous. This look made the anger look from yesterday look like a happy smile. His lips were pressed together tightly in to a vicious scowl. His glasses were flashing white, but if she could see his eyes, she would bet that they're bloodthirsty. Dark purple auras were surrounding him. The fuck? How do you get purple auras? I want purple auras! But anyway, back to Kyoya and Harley.
"98,057,700.92 yen," Kyoya growled. Harley shrunk away from him. He noticed, crouched down, and grabbed her shoulders and pulling her closer.
"That more than a million in American dollars. $1,139,278.5," he continued. His voice was deadly as if he was about to skin her alive. Harley's eyes went wide.
"How the hell do you spend over a million dollars in one day?" He seethed. He grip on her shoulders tightened, and he pulled her closer. Usually, Harely wasn't easily scared, but it was Kyoya. And he was angry. And there was money being discussed. And possible debt. Debt. She hated that word.
"Do you know who's going to pay for that?" Kyoya asked in a low whisper. Harley pouted her lips and shook her head. Kyoya gritted his teeth at the action. Maybe if he ripped off those pretty red lips, he could think clearer. He shook her shoulders slightly.
"I asked a question," he said. His face was so close to hers now. She could see his dark stormy eyes over his wire framed glasses. Harley was right. They did look bloodthirsty.
"The girls and I," Harley answered. Her big green puppy dog eyes was staring back at him. Maybe he should have covered her entire face before he intimidated her. But if she was going to be his, she was going to have to learn her place and how to control her little friends.
"Exactly," Kyoya replied, patting her cheek and stood up. "Glad we could come to an agreement. From now on, you and your friends will work off your debt. Each of you will have to accumulate up to $227,855.70. Understood?" Harley nodded her head. Kyoya gave her a smirk that was suppose to be a smile.
"Good." Kyoya stated. "Oh, and I'm going to need my wallet back." Harley nodded again. She dug through her black leather messenger bag and pulled out his black italian leather wallet. She tossed it to him. He caught it with one hand and put in his back pocket. With his hands in his pockets, he went to his seat in the back of the room. Then the early bell rang. Students began to file inside the class room. Harley remained under her desk in a fetal position, slowly rocking.
"Daughter? What are you doing on the floor?" Tamaki asked when he saw Harley under their desk.
"$1,139,278. 50," Harley whispered with wide eyes.
"Harley?" Tamaki looked concerned as he crouched down to Harley.
"Daddy, I need a hug," Harley whimpered, and held out her arms. Tamaki took her in his arms.
"Aw, tell daddy what's wrong," Tamaki cooed.
"I don't wanna talk about it," Harley pouted.
"Okay, okay, but we need to get to our desk," Tamaki told her softly. She looked sad, and a good daddy makes sure his daughter isn't sad. He pulled her on to her feel. Tamaki was oblivious to the jealous glare directed at Harley from other girls and the death glare directed to him from Kyoya.
Tamaki led Harley to her seat next to his. She silently scolded herself for being such a baby. He poked her side. She giggled. It had tickled. He poked her again. She giggled again.
"There's that smile," Tamaki said. Harley smiled wider, and Tamaki petted her head. The late bell rang and the teacher came running in, ending the fluffy moment.
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Me: Hi! So I have alot to tell ya,ll
Hikaru: No
Me: Go back to staring at Violet's panties, perv
Violet: HE SAW THEM!
Me: Anyway, first thing's first. Since I put alot of thought into the outfits that I design in this fanfiction and some people seem to like them, I've made a collection on Polyvore wear you can see all the outfits. They're not 100% what I was thinking off, but they're extremely close. So who ever wants to see them here's the link : host_club_plus_american_girls/collection?id=2138109
Me: Next, I'd like to thank you all so much for all the reviews and love you guys have to for this fanfiction. It truly is a labor of love, and I love writing it. I'm so sorry that I can't reply to all your reviews, but don't worry. I read them all and love them all.
Me: Finally I would like to announce the 100th reviewer... Evangeline Vasquez ! With the review: " Ermergerd! It was awesome! I loves it! " I love you too man! or woman! Thanks so much for being the 100th reviewer!
It's 12:29 am or pm not sure, but I know its night! So I'm tired bye.
Areily: Bye everyone! Remember to review, favorite, and follow!