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Chapter 18
David could hear Harley as she left her room. The floor boards creaked beneath her feet, and the roar of her motorcycle could have woken up the entire neighborhood. He flopped over onto his side and starred out his window. A moment later, he was up on his feet and walking down stair. He went down to the kitchen and grabbed the box of Lucky Charms. Turning around he peeked outside the window to look at the backyard. Outside, Honey and Shay were making out violently.
"Horny teenagers," David grumbled. He opened a kitchen drawer and pulled something out. "Use protection kiddies!" He threw a condom at them through the window. As soon as it made contact with Shay's head, he locked the windows and doors for protection.
"First Mori and Areily then those psychos," He said as he sat down and started to pick out the marshmallows from the cereal.
"Then the twins find twins! What's next? My little baby Harl-bear will finds a man?!" He sighed and swallowed down a rainbow marshmallow.
…
That same morning, Kaoru and Rose sat together in Kaoru limo on the way to the academy.
"I like it," Rose told him as she ran her hand through her hair. Kaoru smiled at her. Her once chestnut colored hair was now a lovely shade of honey. It was shorter than before with the ends curling slightly at her shoulders. Her side bangs that once framed her face were braided and pinned to the back of her head.
"You look beautiful," He said as he pushed a lock of her hair behind her ear. She smiled back at him, and leaned towards him. He caressed her cheek.
"Thank you," Rose whispered.
"You're welcome," he smiled. Light brown eyes stared back at his one honey colored ones. Then little pink lips met his. He tasted salty, like the breakfast they had this morning. His lips were soft. Her lips were sweet like strawberries. Kaoru placed his hand on Rose's knee. She grabbed it and placed it on her hip. Their kiss deepened, and before they knew it Kaoru was on the floor, and Rose was straddling him.
"Excuse me, sir," The driver's voice interrupted him. They both looked up. "We have arrived at the academy."
"Alright, thanks," Kaoru said awkwardly as he helped Rose up to her feet. They exited the limo together. As soon as they did, everyone started staring and whispering.
"Don't these people have lives?" Rose asked.
"Probably not," Kaoru answered as he hooked his arm around hers. They laughed together as they made their way to class.
"Hey you two!" Someone yelled behind them.
"What the fuck?" Rose turned around to see her womb-sharer come running right at her. Violet tackled over Rose.
"WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR HAIR?!" Violet shrieked at her sister. If anyone cares, Violet was wearing a lovely blue strapless dress, with matching heels, a chunky necklace, and her hair up in a braided bun.
"GET OFF OF ME!" Rose shrieked back as Violet started pulling at her newly dyed hair. A second later, Kaoru's womb-sharer joined them. Hikaru seemed to have been running after Violet.
"Damnit Vi, could you slow down a bit," Hikaru panted. He looked up at his brother.
"And you! Why did you leave without me this morning?" Hikaru asked as he pointed an accusing finger at him.
"WHEN DID YOU DYE YOUR HAIR? YOU WENT TO SLEEP LAST NIGHT WITH IT BROWN! NOW IT'S YELLOW?" Violet yelled.
"GET OFF!" Rose screamed as she pushed her sister off. Violet huffed as she got up. Her bun had fallen out and long wavy brown hair came down her hips. She had pulled Rose hair out as well and blond hair fell to her shoulders.
"It's not yellow, its honey colored!" Rose barked at her sister.
"You cut your fucking hair…" Violet seethed. "We've been growing it out since the razor incident of 4th grade!"
"We, we, we! Why can't we ever be you and I!" Rose said as she crossed her arms.
"What are you talking about? I plus you equals we!" Violet yelled again. On the other side of the hallway, Hikaru and Kaoru were standing together.
"Hey, listen, I'm sorry about forgetting about you this morning," Kaoru apologized to his brother. Hikaru gave Kaoru a strange look.
"Why are you apologizing so quickly?" he asked. "Don't we usually have some sort of song and dance then resolve the problem in a somewhat simple and comedic way?"
"Yes I know that but we've already have our own identity crisis a few episodes ago, so now it's time for us to man up and help Violet and Rose with their own problems so then we resolve this plot point then go on to enjoy our romances until our next plot point!" Kaoru exclaimed as he grabbed Hikaru's shoulders and shook him slightly.
"I have no idea what you mean by episodes and plot points, but I agree with everything else you said," Hikaru answered. "Let's do it!" They high fived each other and then turned to look at the girls.
"I HATE YOU!" Rose yelled as she attacked Violet.
"I HATE YOU MORE!" Violet yelled back and as she started to pull at Rose's hair again.
"STOP OUT DOING ME!"
"NOT MY FAULT'S IM BETTER THAN YOU."
"FUCK YOU!"
"GO CHOKE ON A DICK!"
"We should go pull them apart," Hikaru stated.
"Defiantly," Kaoru agreed.
…
"HELLO MOMMY!" Tamaki greeted as he barged into the music room. Everyone was already seated at a long meeting table.
"Sit down, you idiot," Kyoya snarled at him. He sat at the head of the table with Harley at his right and Haruhi at his left. Tamaki sat at the other end.
"Now, that we are all here, the meeting can begin." Kyoya pulled out a remote and clicked a button. A projector screen came down and the first image to appear was the cover of the newspaper. The one with Tamaki and Haruhi kissing.
"Um, w-well I c-can explain," Tamaki stuttered as he began to stand up.
"Sit down," Kyoya told him. "Now, as you can see the entire school is currently under the assumption that two of our hosts are in a homosexual relationship. Although there is nothing wrong with homosexuality and we congratulate them on finally getting together." He clicked the remote again, and a new picture appeared of Tamaki carrying Haruhi from the time they went to the beach with a heart around them.
"How did you get that photo?" Haruhi asked.
"No questions till the end of the meeting, thank you," Harley quieted her down.
"However, the consequence of this happening is a possible decrease in the Host Club's revenue," Kyoya continued. The next photo he clicked to was a chart of the club's revenue with an arrow going down.
"But you said 'possible,'" Shay commented.
"No questions till the end of the meeting, thank you," Harley repeated.
"But how would that decrease the revenue?" Violet added.
"Next person to ask a fucking question will get a fucking knife down their throat, capiche?" Harley threated as she banged her fist against the table.
"Where are you getting a knife?" Hikaru asked. Harley pulled out a dagger from beneath the table.
"Was that a fucking question?"
"No ma'am."
"Anyway, this would lead us into trouble since it would appear to our guests that two of our hosts are unavailable to host." Kyoya clicked on another image. This one was a cartoon image of Haruhi and Tamaki with an 'X's over their heads. "One solution would be to make it official of your 'breakup."
"Wait! You can't control their lives!" Violet cried out.
"Yeah, wouldn't you know!" Rose yelled at Violet's direction. Violet tried to jump out of the seat to tackle Rose, but Hikaru held her back.
"What if they still want to be together?" Areily said.
"Yeah," Mori agreed. He gripped Areily's hand tighter beneath the table.
"Love is love!" Honey included his opinion into the mixing pot.
"Don't be an asshole!" Shay was kind enough to add her intelligent thoughts.
"LISTEN!" Kyoya bellowed. His dark bangs fell over his eyes, creating shadows on his face. A dark purple aura started to grow around him. The remote was smashed into pieces in his hand. Harley stayed standing at his side, her eyes fixated at Kyoya.
"I don't give a fuck about your opinions about love or relationships or about your relationship at moment," He growled. Everyone stayed silent, deciding that this was not the time to argue. "But what I do care about is the stability of the Host Club. Every single one of you is vital to the survival of this club. And I also care about the reputation of Haruhi for her future along with the Tamaki's reputation with his family." Both Tamaki and Haruhi looked up at Kyoya in understanding.
"Now," Kyoya's voice was calmer and he sat back down. "We must figure out a clever way to make it publically known that Haruhi and Tamaki are not dating, nor are they gay."
"But!" Shay began.
"Then they simply keep their relationship a secret until it's the right time for Haruhi's gender to be revealed," Harley told them.
"Well, we haven't really talked about that. Tamaki?" Haruhi said. Her cheeks were tinted red and she was fumbling with her fingers.
"I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-," Tamaki started stuttered again as he sat frozen as a stone in his seat.
"Well what if we play the kiss off as a publicity stunt?" Harley asked Kyoya.
"Interesting," he responded. "But how?"
"There've been too many butts mentioned in this room," Rose mumbled underneath her breath. Kaoru chuckled. Violet glared at the two.
"It was an act for-for-for," Harley started as ideas began to bubble in her head.
"For what?" Kyoya mumbled as he began to think as well.
"FOR A MOVIE!" Tamaki exclaimed as he jumped up onto the table. "OURAN HOST CLUB'S FIRST EVER MOVIE ON THE ENSTRANGLED LOVE STORY OF TWO HOPELESS IN LOVE BOYS!" He raised his arms up and twirled. "COME WATCH AS THE TWO STAR CROSSED LOVERS FIGHT TO BE TOGETHER WITH THE HELP OF THEIR FRIENDS!"
"Sit down, we can't do a movie, that money we don't have," Kyoya barked at him. 'Actually we have money, I just don't want to spend it,' Kyoya thought to himself.
"I don't understand why you can't just come out as a girl," Shay asked.
"It's because then I won't be able to pay off my debt to the club," Haruhi responded.
"But now there are female hosts," Areily stated.
"Wait, she right," Haruhi said, looking up at Kyoya hopefully.
"But won't they still be 'unavailable' to the guests," Hikaru added, putting up finger hair quotes around 'unavailable.'
"Okay, let's cut the bullshit," Shay slammed her fist against the table. "Let's not act as if having a secret relationship is gonna fucking effect this shit show. Areily and Mori have been together since day one same with Honey and I." She gestured towards them then she pointed and Kaoru. "And since Kaoru is fucking wearing Rose's lipstick, I'm guessing they're joining us on the sweethearts express. And fucking Hikaru has been all over Violet like he's her fucking guardian angel," Both Kaoru and Rose blushed, and Violet sent them another glare. Hikaru noticed and patted her hand.
"So," Harley said interrupting Shay. "Why doesn't Haruhi come out as a girl, then they can hide their relationship."
"Why don't we let Tamaki and Haruhi talk this out?" Areily said. "And return to class." She stood up, smiled and left. Mori followed behind her instantly. Shay and Honey followed, and before they knew it the entire room was empty except for Haruhi and Tamaki.
"Well, I guess we have to talk about this," Tamaki said, scratching the back of his head.
"Yeah," Haruhi replied without looking at him. "Tamaki-senpai, I understand if you don't want anything to do with me. The last thing I wanted to do was create a problem for you and the club-"
Haruhi was cut off by Tamaki's lips. The two embraced and began to make out. Somewhere in between they ended up on a red velvet couch. After a moment, Haruhi pulled away.
"Senpai, we're never gonna be able to resolve any of our problems if this is how we try to solve them," Haruhi stated.
"Yeah, that probably true," Tamaki replied as he helped her to her feet. "But that doesn't mean we can't keep on doing it." He twirled Haruhi and put her in a dip.
"Vous êtes belle et je pense im tomber en amour avec vous," Tamaki whispered to her.
"What?" Haruhi asked. Tamaki smiled. He leaned down to kiss her when someone started pounding on the door. Tamaki, who was surprised by the noise, dropped Haruhi.
"Gee, Tamaki, that was so romantic," Haruhi said in a monotone voice as she laid on the floor.
"LISTEN YOU FUCKERS; FIGURE SOMETHING OUT BECAUSE HARLEY'S NOT LETTING US LEAVE UNTIL YOU HAVE A PLAN!" Shay screamed through the door. Tamaki helped Haruhi back up.
"She's right senpai, we need to figure this it," Haruhi told him.
"But Haruhi, I just found you, and I don't plan on ever letting you go," Tamaki said as he caressed her face.
"That sounds a bit creepy," Haruhi stated as she pushed his hand off her face. "But I get what you're saying. Why don't I just come out as my true gender?"
Suddenly Tamaki jumped up onto a table and struck a pose.
"I GOT IT!" Tamaki exclaimed flamboyantly. "WE HAVE A DEBUNTANTE BALL FOR YOU HARUHI!"
"That's actually a good idea," Haruhi said as she ushered him off the table.
"That is a brilliant idea," Kyoya repeated as he opened the door. Everyone else was still there, standing behind him. "And it's much cheaper than making a movie."
"How would it be cheaper?" Harley asked.
"Simple," Kyoya responded. "We'll use the school's ballroom and reuse decorations from previous host club events."
"And I'll design Haruhi's dress!" Both pair of twins exclaimed at the same time. At that moment Hikaru and Kaoru had to hold Violet and Rose back from hitting each other.
"I'M GOING TO DESIGN IT!" Violet and Rose yelled simultaneously at each other.
"STOP COPYING ME!" They yelled again at each other.
"Are Vi-chan and Ro-chan, gonna keep on arguing?" Honey asked. Mori nodded in agreement.
"They'll be fine after a few episodes," Kaoru assured.
"Why do you keep mentioning episodes?" Hikaru questioned.
"Anyway! Here's the plan!" Tamaki jumped up onto a table.
"Please get off the table, senpai," Haruhi sighed. He ignored her and continued.
"The twins will figure out the Haruhi's dress along with the rest of the outfits. Shay and Honey-senpai are in charge of all the catering! Areily, Mori-senpai will get the news out as quickly as possible, and Harley and Kyoya will take care of planning and organizing." Tamaki announced as he twirled and rose petals fell down around them.
"Why do we let him have the remote to the petal disperser?" Haruhi wondered.
"He keeps on finding it," Areily whispered who was standing next to her.
"Wait, when is this thing gonna happened?" Harley asked. Kyoya, who had walked away during Tamaki's speech, came back with his phone in his hand.
"Friday Night," he replied.
"WHAT?!" All the girls in the room screamed except for Haruhi who didn't understand why everyone was mad.
"That's tomorrow night!" Harley said. "We don't have dresses or anything?!"
"That's why I've cleared all of you from classes for today and tomorrow. You have the rest of the day for organizing the event and tomorrow to get ready ," Kyoya told them. Everyone cheered, but Harley still gave him a look. Kyoya glared back. They stayed like that for a few minutes of silence, staring at each other.
"I'm not gonna break," Harley growled.
"Neither will I. I know what you want but I'm not gonna give it to you," Kyoya seethed. Then Harley smiled.
"Alright, that's fine," Harley said smiling; her eyes remain fixated with Kyoya's eyes. "I'll come up with a different way to get the money for our dresses." With that she hooked one arm around Haruhi's arm and the other with Areily. "Come on, guys. Let's go get the ballroom ready." Then, everyone left. As they were exiting, Areily leaned down and whispered into Harley's ear.
"You stole his wallet when he wasn't looking, didn't you?"
"Of course," Harley smiled as she flashed the expensive leather wallet. Areily just shook her head and smiled.
Back at the club room, Kyoya and Tamaki stood together. Kyoya checked his pockets and then sighed as he found them emptied.
"She took your wallet, didn't she?" Tamaki asked.
"Of course she did," Kyoya replied as he turned around to leave. "I let her." As he left, Tamaki smiled at his friend.
"Oh, Kyoya," Tamaki sighed. "You're quiet smitten with her."
…
The very next morning, Haruhi allowed herself to sleep in. She was taking advantage of the day off. She really didn't understand why they needed an entire day to get ready since she could get ready in half an hour. However, it seemed that the rest of the girls didn't share her ideas.
"Wake up already!" Shay was the chosen to shake Haruhi awake. Haruhi groaned as she lifted herself up from her bed.
"Shay, what are you doing in my house," Haruhi asked. Shay put her hands on her hips and gave her a 'seriously' look. "You know what never mind." Haruhi got out of bed and when to her closet and pulled out a pair of green cotton shorts and a white t-shirt.
"Come on, we're having breakfast," Shay said as she left the room. Haruhi sighed; looks like she could kiss goodbye her day off. She took off her pajamas and slipped on her clothes. She went to the bathroom and quickly washed her face and brushed her teeth. Once she was done, she went out to the kitchen to see Shay standing by the door waiting. Shay was wearing a t-shirt with the sleeves cut off and a pair of denim short shorts.
"Aren't we gonna have breakfast here." Haruhi asked.
"Nope! At the house, but we left a plate for your dad," Shay said as she gestured towards a plate on the kitchen table. It was piled high with pancakes, waffles, bacon, and scrambled eggs with a note that read 'Dad.'
"Alright," Haruhi said as she followed Shay out of the house and across the street. As soon as they entered the house, Haruhi's nose was bombarded by the smells of Harley's cooking. The entire dining table was covered in trays of pancakes, waffles, bacon, ham, fried chicken, scrambled eggs, sunny side up eggs, boiled eggs, sausages, biscuits, gravy, French toast, homemade muffins, homemade donuts with glaze, apple cobbler, fried potatoes, oatmeal, coffee cake, cinnamon rolls, and pitchers of milk, water, orange juice, and coffee. Everything was placed on top of a red checkered tablecloth.
"Are we feeding an army?" Haruhi asked as a teardrop appeared on her head. Shay laughed.
"No, just us and boys. Harley just always goes over board when it comes to her cooking. Especially when we allow her to do her 'southern comfort food'," Shay replied. Haruhi nodded her head and then went to the kitchen. Shay stayed behind in the dining room to set up plates on the table.
In the kitchen, Harley was bent over the oven as she pulled out a steaming tray. She was dressed the same way as Shay, but had her glass on, hair up, and a red polka dotted apron on.
"Hey Harley do you need any help?" Haruhi asked, trying to be polite.
"Huh?" Harley turned around. She was hold a tray of chocolate chip cookies. "Oh, no, I'm done now. I just need to clean up." She placed the cookies onto a rack to cool and placed the tray into the sink that was already filled with dirty pots and pans. Haruhi picked up a rack and started to scrub the countertops as Harley started on the dishes.
"So where did you learn how to cook?" Haruhi asked.
"From my grandmother. I would go to her house during the summer. While David was out in the fields with Grandpa, Grandma and I would be in the kitchen cooking. Every day was another new recipe to learn, and trust me after nearly nine summers with Grandma, I learned a lot," Harley went on. She smiled as she remembered the memories of those summers. Her and David would love those summer days just because their grandparents were actual human beings unlike their father. "I remember one day, Grandpa came back and told us that he promised our neighbors that Grandma and I would cater their daughter's wedding. But it was the next day, for a hundred people! We were up all night cooking a three course meal and baking a huge wedding cake!" Harley smiled at the dishes. Haruhi watched her, and couldn't help but smile with her.
Once they we're done cleaning, the boys had arrived for breakfast. The rest of the girls came down from upstairs. Apparently all of them were all dressed in the same t-shirt and shorts. The boys were amazed by the amount of food that Harley was able to produce on her own. Everyone enjoyed the meal, and was delighted by the American food.
Fast forward five hour later, and Haruhi was sitting in a chair in the girls' living room. During the past hours, Haruhi had been waxed, plucked, showered, washed, moisturized, manicured, and pedicured. Now, Areily way standing over her while she attached hair extensions to Haruhi's head.
Across from her, Rose was pinning Shay's pink hair up into two buns on the side of her head while keeping her side pangs down with a braid going across of her forehead like a tiara. Harley, whose hair was pinned high with curling rolls, was flat ironing Violet's hair. The rest of the girls had undergone the same treatment that they point Haruhi in, and were now doing each other's hair.
"Hey girls," David said as he came through front door. He was carrying a cloth garment bag.
"Is that you're tuxedo?" Harley asked. David nodded his head.
"Is David coming to the ball?" Violet asked.
"Yup! We needed at least 2 chaperones and David volunteered," Harley replied.
"Who's the second chaperone?" Haruhi wondered. Harley didn't respond, but simply smiled at Haruhi.
"Never mind," Haruhi mumbled which earned a giggle from Areily.
…
It was time. They had an hour until the Haruhi's Debutante Ball. All of the men were waiting in the host club for the girls to arrive. They were all dressed in classic black tuxedos. However Hikaru and Kaoru, who were given swatches of the girl's dresses, had picked out colored bowties and pocket flowers for each host. Honey was given a light pink bowtie with a matching pink lily to put in his breast pocket. Mori got a dark blue bowtie with a light blue tulip. Hikaru got a purple bowtie with a bunch of violets in his pocket while Kaoru got a crimson bowtie and a red rose. Kyoya got a silver bowtie with a grey carnation. Tamaki got a solid white boy with a bunch of white daisies.
"When are they coming?" Hikaru groaned.
"They're supposed to be here soon," Honey stated as he stared at the door. He couldn't wait to see Shay in her dress.
"Guys, I've seemed to have misplaced the remote to the rose petal dispenser," Tamaki commented as he checked his pockets. He was interrupted as someone kicked opened the door. It was David who stood there dressed in his tuxedo and holding a black remote.
"Presenting the lovely ladies of the host clubs!" David exclaimed as he pressed all of the buttons of the remote. Rose petals began to fall down and a spotlight shone down in front of the door.
The first girl to appear was Shay. Her hair was put up in two buns on the side of her head while keeping her side pangs down with a braid going across of her forehead like a tiara. Her eyelids where dusted with light pink that matched her cheeks and lips. She wore a, you guessed it, pink strapless pink dress with pink fabric flowers decorating the sweetheart neckline. A line of gemstone wrapped around beneath her bust. The skirt of the dress was high waist and began at the line of gemstone, giving her the appearance of longer legs. This skirt poofed up a bit at the end and stopped right above her knees. Her feet were adorned in a pair of strappy silver heels.
"Shay, you look beautiful," Honey said. He was breathless at the sight of her. Shay's blue eyes twinkled and she went to hug him.
The next girl to come to the door was Areily. Her blue bangs where pushed to one side with a braid connecting to the rest of her hair that cascaded down her back in soft waves. She had dark brown eye shadow on with dark blue lipstick, peach blush, and blue mascara. She wore a dark blue mermaid style dress with a sweetheart necklace. She had long blue lace sleeves that went perfectly with her pure white skin. At her mid-thigh, a band came around with a bow on the side separating the top of the dress and the bottom which came down in dark blue curtains and waves. A diamond necklace came around his long neck, creating a beautiful sparkle around her.
Mori's eyes widen as he saw her. He didn't say anything and neither did she. He stretched out his arms towards he and she walked to him. They silently embrace. Mori turned to look at her and then kissed her on the lips. She kissed him back, ignoring the stares on everyone else in the room. When they pulled apart, Areily giggled as she wiped off a bit a blue lipstick that ended up on Mori lips.
Violet was the next one to come to the door. Her brown hair was pinned back in the front with a small twist on the back of her head; the rest of her hair was pin straight and came down to her hips. She wore dark purple lipstick with matching eye shadow and mascara along with a light blush. Her dressed matching her namesake and was a deep violet. Her bust was striped with different shades of purple with a bit of lace at the neckline. Long loose purple lace sleeves started beneath her shoulders and ended with black ribbons. The rest of her dress came down in three tiers each ending with a black ribbon around them.
Violet went straight to Hikaru. She twirled in front of him.
"So, what do you think?" She asked him. Hikaru grabbed her hand and twirled her again, giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"Stunning," he answered.
Rose was next. Her blond hair was pinned back with her front bangs out and the rest of her hair coming down in curls to her shoulder. She had red blush and red lipstick and pink eye shadow. She wore a crimson red strapless, sweetheart neckline dress. Beneath her bust was a black ribbon with a bow in the center. A thin lace belt came around her waist with the rest of the skirt coming down. The skirt had a slit on the side with dark red lace fabric beneath it.
Kaoru was the one to go to her and gave he a quick kiss on her lips.
"You look like an angel," he told her.
"You don't look so shabby yourself," she replied as she straightened the rose in his breast pocket.
"NOW WE HAVE MY BABY SISTER!" David screamed as he pressed another button on the remote. A fan appeared out of now where blowing towards the doorway.
Harley walked in with the fan blowing at her hair. Dark brown glossy curls came down in beautiful waves past her shoulders with her front bangs curling around her face. Her lips were painted in her iconic cherry red lipstick with dark smoky eye shadow, black mascara, and pink blush. Her makeup was done in a very Marilyn Monroe fashion. She also had a sweet heart neckline ball gown that showed off the generous amount of cleavage that she had. The bust was pure black, contrasting beautifully with her porcelain skin. Beneath her bust was gemstone belt that led to a silver skirt. The skirt had multiple slits that expose black lace fabric beneath it.
She walked to the center of the room where Kyoya just so happened to be standing. She smiled up at him. He stared back and swallowed.
"You look fine," Kyoya stated in a monotone voice. No, she looked more than fine. She looked like a goddess.
"Oh, thank," Harley replied sheepishly. She looked down and started to straighten out an invisible wrinkle on her dress. She was hoping for a bit more, having heard the amazing compliments that the other boys gave the girls, from outside.
Kyoya wanted to tell her to know that she was honestly the most gorgeous thing that he had ever seen. She was something out of his dreams, and all he wanted to do was be the one who would take off her dress later in the night. But he didn't, and stayed silent.
"AND NOW PRESENTING! THE STAR GUEST OF THIS BALL! DRUM ROLL PLEASE!" David yelled. He pressed another button and the speaker began playing drumrolls.
Everyone gasped as Haruhi walked in. Her brown bangs were straight along her forehead, and were parted on the side with a small white clip. A nice voluminous hair bump was pinned up on the back of her head with a tiara of white sparkling gemstones. The rest of her hair came down in thick waves down to her waist. Her makeup was done lightly to keep her looking like herself. Her eyelids were dusted with a cream color that went with the peach lipstick and pink blush she had on. She wore a strapless cream colored ball gown that had a gemstone necklace which was connected to a lace top that led to a sweetheart neckline. The bodice of the dress was well fitted, emphasizing the curves of her breasts. A high waist gemstone belt separated the top and skirt. The skirt came down in multiple diagonal tiers that were lined with small gemstones.
"Haruhi," Tamaki whispered. His eyes were wide in amazement. "You look like a princess." He went to embrace her and gave her a peck on her lips.
"My hair feels heavy," She commented. She pushed Tamaki away as she bent, lifted up her skirt and took off a pair of strappy white heels. "And these shoes are terrible on my feet. Can't I get a different pair?" She directed the comment to Harley. Harley sighed and began to rummage through a bag that appeared out of nowhere. She pulled out a pair of practical Mary-Janes, and gave it to Haruhi.
"At least she kept those one for thirty minutes," Harley mumbled.
"So how did you guys decided who would design her dress?" Shay asked the twins. Rose and Violet glared at each other.
"Rose designed the top," Kaoru said.
"And Violet designed the bottom," Hikaru said.
"Just so happen that both their designs worked well together," Hikaru and Kaoru said at the same time. Violet and Rose continued to glare at each other.
"Okay, everyone, it's time to head out to the ballroom," Kyoya instructed. They all followed orders, and went down to the ballroom.
Once they arrive there, they stood beneath a large velvet curtain. Kyoya went and peeked his head out.
"The guests are arriving, David go out and join the other chaperones," Kyoya said.
"Aye aye, captain," David saluted them and walked way.
"Here's the plan," Tamaki announced. "We'll go out in pairs. First Hikaru and Violet, then Kaoru and Rose, then Honey and Shay followed by Areily and Mori. Finally Harley and Kyoya will leave before Haruhi and I." Everyone nodded their head in agreement.
"It's time," a random waiter came and told them. They went and got in their order. The curtains were pulled open allowing them to see that they were on top of a large marble staircase then led down to a matching marble ballroom. The two pairs of twins went down followed by Honey and Shay, then Areily and Mori were left.
Harley gulped as she stared down on the floor. She was holding tightly onto Kyoya as Areily and Mori went down the stairs. Did she not look good in her dress? After all she looked just fine. Just fine. Why did he say she looked 'fine'? Why didn't she look beautiful or stunning or like an angel or like a princess like the rest of the girls? Was her dress not flattering? Harley thought it was a beautiful! It did cost a lot of money after all. Maybe she should have gone with the emerald ball gown. Why did she choose the black and silver one? She must look so frumpy and terrible and icky and gross.
And Kyoya! 'Fine!' Did he not think she was attractive? Why does she care about what he thinks anyway? Of course she cares about what he thinks; she cares about what everybody thinks. She spent the majority of her life looking like a hot mess. And now even after the braces and acne treatments and makeup and contacts and curling irons and hair treatments and oh my god all the diets and workouts she had to do just to get down to a size six! Why couldn't she be like the twins who were the product of beautiful genetic cocktail? Or like Areily who was forever frozen to be a 5'11, size 0 goddess? Or like Shay who LITERALLY eats whatever she wants and doesn't gave a pound? Or like freaking Haruhi, who had such a natural, effortless beauty?
Kyoya looked down at Harley. He noticed that she was her usual smiley self, and was frowning and looking glum. He frowned as well.
"Smile," Kyoya whispered sternly into her ear. That caught her by surprise. "You look like a goddess; now act like one." Her eyes went wide. She looked up at him and gave him a wide smile.
"Thank you," Harley whispered back as they started their descent down the stairs. She felt flashes of cameras so she mustered as many glamorous smiles as she could. She turned to look at Kyoya to see him smiling at her. This caused her to smile wider…until she realized that he was probably just smiling for the cameras and not for her. Oh well, since when has any guys ever genuinely smile at her besides her brother.
Once they reached the bottom of the stair case, two waitress handed both of them a microphone. On Harley's side were all the girls lined up while on Kyoya's side were all the boys.
"Welcome everyone, to the Ouran High School Host Club's first ever debutante ball!" Kyoya announced.
"Tonight, we celebrate the coming of age of a special girl," Harley continued.
"However, for the past year you may not have known her as a girl," Kyoya said.
"Although she defiantly is one, genetically," Harley added quickly when she noticed the confused looks that started to arise.
"But in order to pay off her expensive debt, she offered to cross dress to become a host," Kyoya said.
"But, now with the new installation of female hostess to the club, she is able to continuing paying off her debt as a female hostess," Harley said.
"Now, we present the Host Club Prince, Tamaki Suoh," Kyoya announced as he turned to point up to the curtained entrance on the top of the staircase.
"And the Host Club Princess, Haruhi Fujioka," Harley announced as she mimicked Kyoya's movements. The red velvet curtains were drawn back exposing Tamaki with Haruhi on his arm. Everyone exploded with cheers and applauds. 'Hook, line, and sinker,' Harley thought. The couple came down gracefully down the staircase. Out of now where, rose petals began raining down along with some pink cherry blossom petals.
As the descended down and finally got to ballroom floor, Kyoya announced.
"And now, the first dance, led by guests of honor." Everyone quickly cleared a circle for them. Tamaki bowed and offered Haruhi his hand. She attempted a curtsy, bless her heart, and accepted her hand. He swept her off onto the dance floor. They looked like Prince Charming and Cinderella as they twirled and danced. Harley noticed that Haruhi was standing on Tamaki's feet, and he was letting her. It was adorable.
"May, I have this dance?" Kyoya asked her, interrupting her thoughts.
"Hmm, what?" She mumbled as she turned to look at him. He was bowing with his hand out. Harley noticed that all the other hosts and hostess were already dancing away. The guests we're waiting just for them before they could go out to the dance floor.
"Why the hell not?" Harley said. She curtsied and accepted his hair. They went off to the dance floor fluently.
"You dance well," Kyoya complimented. He sounded a bit surprised.
"Yeah, well, my Grandma taught me, saying that 'a proper lady needed to know how to dance on her wedding day,'" Harley responded. She looked around at the ball room and sighed. "Not like I'm ever gonna get married or anything."
"What are you talking about," Kyoya asked, his eyebrows furrowing together.
"Well, look at me," Harley replied, as if that explanation enough. "I'm not skinny or natural pretty, my hair is usually as curly mess and it's not like I come from some wealthy family so none of these guys here would be interested. I'm just fine. Not beautiful or stunning or angelic or a princess. Just fine." By the end of Harley's little speech, realization came down on him. He noticed tears starting to well up slightly at her eyes so he led her out to the balcony. Harley went and leaned against the stone and Kyoya went next to her. He pulled out a silver monogrammed 'KO' handkerchief, and handed it to her. She gripped it tightly in a fist; she seemed to have forced her tears to go back in.
"Harley, listen," Kyoya started seriously. "You're not skinny. You have a, excuse my language, large set of breasts and ass with hips to match and a tiny waist, giving you an hourglass figure. And most of those girls in there who you just called skinny wished they had at least a fraction of the curves that you have. And, also, you're not pretty. You're honestly gorgeous. I've seen you in the morning with your hair frizzy and without any make up and I think you look amazing. And you're smart and creative and confident beyond belief. You're an ambitious and intelligent young lady, and you'll probably do something greater than any old wealthy family could ever do for you." By the time Kyoya was done talking, Harley had tears streaming down her face along with a huge smile. She took his handkerchief and dried her cheeks and eyes. Her makeup was all waterproof.
"Do you really mean that?" Harley asked. She leaned closer to him.
"I would never lie to you," Kyoya promised. He place a hand on her soft cheek, leaned in closer.
"Promise?" Harley asked. She place her hand on his other arm,
"Promise," Kyoya replied. He lean in a kissed her. Harley's eyes shut instantly as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She felt his arms wrap around her waist, pulling her closer to him. His lips fit perfectly with her, like they were two puzzle pieces that finally got connected. Harley's lips tasted like cherries like he had always imaged. Her senses were overwhelmed with Kyoya's scent of spices and mint.
When they finally broke apart, it felt like too soon. Harley looked at Kyoya's dark eyes, when something hit her like a bucket of water.
"Oh my god!" Harley exclaimed as she took a step back.
"What's wrong?" Kyoya asked.
"I'm such a moron! Why didn't I notice it before?" Harley said as grabbed her head.
"Notice what?" Kyoya asked.
"That you like me," Harley replied.
"Did you just realize that?" Kyoya asked sarcastically. Harley rolled her eyes.
"You know what I mean, you ass," Harley said. "You've liked me this entire time! And I never noticed!" She began to pace back and forth. "I've noticed that Tamaki and Haruhi liked each other and that Mori and Areily liked each other and that the twins were in love with the twins and that Shay and Honey we're a thing since day one, but…" She stopped pacing and grabbed her face. Her eyes went wide with fear. "Oh my god… I actually am an idiot." At this point, Kyoya bursted out laughing.
"This is not funny!" Harley exclaimed as she stomped her foot.
"Seriously, did you just hear yourself?" Kyoya asked with a playful smirk on his face. Defeated, Harley smiled.
"But, remember," Harley started as she went to hug him. He rested his chin onto of her head while she snuggled her face into his chest.
"You're my idiot," Kyoya said, finishing her sentence for her.
"And don't you forget it," Harley mumbled into his chest.
"I won't, don't worry," He said as he stroked her dark curls.
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Important Note:
Guys, please be honest and tell me if there's something wrong with this chapter because tell me or if there are any characters that don't seem like themselves please tell. However make sure to leave constrictive criticism is you do criticize. I know that it's obvious that my writing style has changed through this story but please keep in mind that I started writing this when I was thirteen and now I'm turning 16 in a few months so yeah! Anyway, please know that I'm trying my hardest with this fan fiction and truth be told I've never read any Haruhi X Tamaki fan fiction. If I'm being totally honest, I've read mainly Kyoya centric fan fiction, so sorry if Haruhi and Tamaki seem awkward. All I try to do is create the romance I think they would have based on their personalities.
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