Chapter 4
The next afternoon found the two new transfer students as welcomed new members of the Host Club. And as surprised as Kagome was, she nodded and smiled at the girls who awaited her company.
Haruhi in much the same boat with several girls in her company, and seemingly were going to become her regulars.
"Why is he so popular?" Tamaki pouted as he eyed Haruhi
Kyoya smirked. "He's a natural."
The twins popped up with a shrug. "No training needed."
He grumbled under his breath. "That also doesn't explain why Kagome is so popular,"
Near Haruhi, sitting surrounded by her own growing fan club, sat Kagome. She smiled and talked with the ladies as if they were her friends, faltering them with compliments, and even playing a bit into her own mystery as a new student.
"I heard you got in on a sports scholarship, so why are you in the host club Kagome-kun?" One of the girls bumped her in the shoulder, pointing out Kagome's suddenly sad face. She quickly stammered a follow-up comment, her face flaming red with embarrassment. "Not that we're not happy you are here, Kagome-kun, we just want to know more about you,"
Kagome shook away her shock with a bittersweet smile. She couldn't tell them the truth; all five were human. "I did, I used to be captain of the archery club, while doing karate and kendo in my spare time. But I got hurt," Kagome tried her best to look hurt and broken about not being able to continue with her sports, and a part of her was. Being in the archery club, training her bone, and honing her powers had made her feel closer to them, and winning competitions made Kagome feel as if she were making them proud.
Her fists trembled on the table, and her eyes were downcast; she missed them. Even though she knew it near impossible for all them to survive, that sliver of hope, of one day returning was all that was keeping Kagome from slipping into despair.
The girls looked at her with teary eyes.
And with equally teary eyes, Kagome continued with her half-lie. "But the chairmen was more than understanding and allowed me to apply for an honor scholarship. It hurts not being able to pursue my passions, but I hope one day, I will be able to pick up a bow again," and she smiled. "And I would like you ladies to be there when I do,"
The girls swooned with hearts in their eyes.
"Kagome seems to have his own appeal as well," Kyoya explained.
Hikaru and Kaoru nodded. "He's good looking and considerate to the girls, but he's also kinda mysterious, he totally reads misunderstood bad boy,"
Tamaki grumbled with a visible pout.
By the end of the session, Kagome looked around to find both Tamaki and Haruhi were missing. Curious and a little worried, Kagome looked around the room before, from one of the large windows, she saw something that had her blood boiling.
In one of the ponds was Haruhi's bag, the contents emptied into the water, followed by the bag. Haruhi was up to her knees, searching, and just before Kagome was going to go help, she saw Tamaki joining her.
She blinked in surprise, not expecting the blonde to lend a helping hand, especially at the expense of his own personal comfort. It really did seem as if she'd misjudged the man-youkai; going forward, she'd have to be better than to allow personal biases to cloud her perception of those at this school.
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"How did your bag end up in the pond anyway?"
Haruhi blinked at the girl innocently before answering with a tinge of suspicion. "Well, uh, I guess I accidentally dropped it out the window at some point." Something was off about the "princess" in front of her.
"Oh, really? That must've been terrible. I can't imagine what I'd do if my bag fell into the pond." The pretty auburn-haired girl chuckled, faining sympathy.
Haruhi looked at the girl questioningly, somewhat unnerved by the girl and her mean eyes. In the back of her head, alarm bells rang warning her of something, but unsure what about this girl sent her skin crawling.
"And you actually made Tamaki search that dirty old pond with you. How astonishing!" Her laugh was like an evil cackle despite its whimsical edge before her evil eyes hardened on Haruhi. "You do realize he's a blueblood and not a commoner, right? The only reason he's paying attention to you is because he's trying to turn you into a gentleman." A sneer marred her pretty features. "Don't start thinking he cares about you just because he's doting on you."
Haruhi started slowly, a part of her brain, finally registering the emotions playing across the girl's features. "Now, I understand. You're jealous of me."
There was silence as shock came across Seika's face before twisting in rage.
Kagome marches up to the table and slams her hand into the table. She hadn't meant to, but in her haste and anger, Kagome had allowed some of her reiki to surface; with the added strength to her muscles, the table shook and splintered, the China tea set toppling over. "I thought I told you to stay away from Haruhi," she snapped viciously. "If you can't be nice, just back the fuck off."
Seika growled, her irises bleeding pink. Her youki surged forth threateningly; it whipped wildly against her, seeking to force her into submission. "I will not be told what to do by some filthy commoner!" She jumped up, looking ready to pounce, and Kagome narrowed her eyes, prepared to fight. But before the brunette could initiate the fight, cold water hit the three of them.
The shock had them freezing, their anger dissipating with the shock of their suddenly wet persons.
Seika looked around before finding the culprits. "Why did you do that? Do something, Tamaki. Kagome just assaulted me."
The blonde looked at her pitifully, his violet-blue eyes shining sadly. "I'm disappointed in you. You threw Haruhi's bag into the pond, didn't you?"
She became hysterical, her youki whipping at her hair and eyes almost crazed. "You don't know that. Do you have any proof that I did?"
Tamaki's demure composure fell, showing an air of sadness that encompassed his usually gentlemanly and over the top persona. Kagome found herself looking away, unable to stand the sadness that came flowing off the male. "You know, you're a beautiful girl, but you aren't classy enough to be our guest, dear."
She blinked before tears sprung up, and before anyone could see them fall, Seika was running out the door."Why Tamaki? You idiot!" There was a wateriness to her voice, giving away the tears she was currently shedding.
Tamaki shook his head, watching sadly for a moment before once more he was again his overly energetic self. His eyes glinting mischievously as he looked at Kagome.
She held his gaze even though a part of her told her to look away, but damn it all if she would submit to this buffoon.
"Hmmm... Now how am I going to punish you? Because it is your fault, after all." He held his chin in mock thought before smiling evilly. Kagome fought against the shiver of fear she suddenly felt. "Your quota is now 1000!"
"1000!?" She almost shrieked. "That's not fair! I didn't touch her! She had been threatening-"
Tamaki cut her off with his hand. "I've made up my mind," he laughed as his eyes shifted between Haruhi and Kagome. "I got high expectations for you both, my little rookies."
Haruhi looked deflated, her shoulders falling in defeat.
Kyoya stepped forward with a bag for both the currently wet hosts. "These are the only spare uniforms we have. Sorry, but it's better than a wet one, right?"
"Thanks a lot, you guys. I'm gonna go change." Haruhi nodded her thanks with Kagome walking behind her.
"Yeah, thanks," Kagome grumbled, unhappy to see the ugly yellow dress neatly folded in the paper bag. Kagome had nothing against the color; she had plenty of sundresses that were either yellow or had yellow. It had more to do with the cut and style of the over-priced garment.
Finding a towel, Kagome did her best to towel dry her hair and did a simple French braid to avoid getting her next set of clothes wet. Next was the dress, once on it did feel very comfortable for being a fitted-bodice dress with a pointed white collar and red loosely-bowed tie. But she still didn't care for the puffy Juliet sleeves that ended in bulky white cuffs and the puffy skirt that ends awkwardly at calf-length. Then there were white tights and black shoes that were also in the bag.
For being a spare uniform surprisingly fit perfectly. It was as if Kagome purchase it herself. She just knew Kyoya had gotten the uniform for her, specifically as if he had planned for something like this to happen.
Irritated but not caring, Kagome finally left the dressing room to hear what was going on just outside.
"Haruhi." Tamaki sounded nervous, almost unsure.
"Yeah?"
"So, you're a girl?"
Kagome paused momentarily, a little surprised at the conversation but quickly surmised that Kyoya had given Haruhi a girl uniform just as he had given her one.
Haruhi answered straight-faced in her monotone fashion. "Biologically speaking, yeah."
Tamaki shrieks in disbelief, and Kagome couldn't help but giggle.
"Listen, Senpai, I don't really care whether you guys recognize me as a boy or a girl. In my opinion, it's more important for a person to be recognized for who they are rather than for what sex they are." Haruhi explained, almost annoyed sounding before continuing with a smile. "Uh, you know, I have to say Senpai, I thought you were pretty cool earlier." Being a host and getting fussed over by a bunch of girls might not be that bad. I wonder how I can pull it off. I've got it. I'll just call everyone "dude" and "bro" now." she finished with a laugh.
Still not quite sure how to handle this new information, Tamaki slowly turned to Kagome, having heard her exiting the dressing room. "Did you know? Are you two da-dating?" He stammered. But once he turns and fully looks at her, his mouth fell open, not expecting the young woman that walked out.
Kagome laughed, joined by Haruhi's soft giggle. "I knew, but no, Senpai, I'm not a lesbian,"
Several of the members froze, except for Kyoya, Mitsukuni, and Takashi, the only three to realize their other host was also a female. The other males then blushed, because now that they knew them both to be women, their feminine features seemed more prominent and alluring. Before, Kagome had simply been a pretty guy, but now they saw her in an entirely different light, because what had seemed too feminine on a man was now perfect as a woman.
Whereas Haruhi beamed with a gentle girlish beauty, with soft rounded features and large doe eyes, she radiated innocence. Her body slimmer, the baggy male clothing having easily hidden her gentle feminine curvature. Kagome had a matured mysterious elegance about her beauty, with raven hair and enchanting sapphire eyes. Her body was more endowed, almost surprisingly, so that the male uniform had ever been able to hide her large bust and round hips.
Kaoru blinked several times as he looked at the raven-haired teen, his mind reeling. At first, he'd been making fun of Tamaki for getting fluttered over finding out Haruhi was a girl, but now he wasn't doing much better. His heart raced, and his hands grew clammy; he was nervous, nervous about a girl for the first time in his life. Red colored his cheeks and ran down his collar. His interest in the teen had only been curious, but now he was finding he was attracted to her.
Takashi had already found himself thinking Kagome was cute, even when he had only suspected the new host of being a girl. But now he was more than embarrassed to find she was just a cute as he imagined, and blush colored his cheeks.
Kagome smiled at Haruhi, ignoring the others. "So, wanna start heading home?"
She nodded with a smile.
Seems the new hosts were oblivious to the club members' bemusement. Only time will tell what will happen to the host club now that they had acquired a human girl and a miko (unbeknownst to them) into their ranks. Let this weird drama begin!
wolfYlady: Here is the fourth chapter, I hope you all enjoyed, and I look forward to seeing your thoughts.
This chapter was supposed to be part of chapter three, but I got too long, and I don't want to be posting that big of a chapter.
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