Chapter four:
Haruhi goes about her day the day after what had happened. She is glad that her father just accepted her explanation that she decided to change her appearance. She does her best to ignore any of the looks or stares from the other students. She is dreading the knowledge of the afterschool activities that she is going to be having to do with the club. She is about to settle for lunch in her classroom only to turn as someone approaches. She spots that it is Kyouya who is staring at her through the glare on his glasses. "What is it?" She blinks at him in curiosity.
"Well I was contacted sooner than I originally thought." Kyouya adjusts his glasses on his face. "However there is a matter that the magic cannot be drained from you for awhile."
Haruhi groans figuring that of course it will end up being this way. "How long is awhille?" She questions since she just has to know how long things will be stuck like this for.
"Not until close to the end of this school year." Kyouya's words makes Haruhi's jaw almost hit the floor.
"You set that up!" Haruhi accuses only to get a phone in her face. She blinks at the messages in a chat room that she knows shows if a message was deleted with no way to turn that off.
Hey. The human touched the lust charm and now has lust magic. Could you remove it from the human? The human wants it to be done.
Sure. However I will be busy with some matters in Hell. Unfortunately there is a court thing I have to deal with where all the sins are called in. So it will have to take place closer to the end of this school year. I will keep you updated though.
Thanks I will inform the human of the whole thing. May the lust be great for you demon lord.
Haruhi groans burying her face into her hands. She figures that of course this is how it is going to end up going. She does hear Kyouya put his phone away. She starts to feel the surge as if the power of this is going to increase. Her head shoots up and she tries to suppress it. She glances to kyouya when a hand rests on her shoulder. She takes a few breaths and calms down from her high emotions over it all. She finds that the magic does feel like it calms down from within her.
"I am to accompany you to lunch to help just in case with any possible surges." Kyouya informs her to which Haruhi shakes her head.
"I am just going to eat here." Haruhi unwraps the lunch that she had made for herself.
"Tamaki has insisted you try some cafeteria food." Kyouya suddenly puts some money on the desk that Haruhi turns to. "He says that it is an apology for not preventing you from falling under the magic within the charm."
Haruhi stares at the money for a moment before turning away. "No thanks. I don't want to owe a demon anything."
"So you would like to owe the lord of lust something?" Kyouya's words gets Haruhi to turn to him with wide eyes. "You think that demons do things for free? There is always a price. Tamaki is taking the price for the magic to be drained from you. So you wouldn't have to." His words make Haruhi worry about what might be the cost of her getting a makeover. "You are joining our club for as long as that magic is inside of you. That is currently your only price to pay for this whole thing. The rest is being handled by us. I promised Tamaki though in a demon promise that if you did not accept to have cafeteria food today then you would owe the demon of lust something rather than him."
"Okay okay." Haruhi sighs putting her lunch away. "I get the picture." She gets up trying to keep her emotions stable. "Lets go eat in the cafeteria."
"I knew you would agree." Kyouya snorts softly as if feeling pretty smart right about now.
"Yeah. Kind of hard to not agree to that after that whole explanation." Haruhi points out and follows Kyouya towards the cafeteria.
"Plus this will be some great advertising for you." Kyouya mentions as they walk. "It will draw more customers to see you in the club." He gestures to a poster that Haruhi turns to and sees that it advertises her as the new host club member.
Haruhi groans softly before continuing to follow the demon to the cafeteria. "Just great."
"Now remember." Kyouya begins since they are currently alone in the hall they are in. "As a part of this whole thing you have to put your best effort into the club activities. That includes treating the club members like friends. Following our guidelines." He hands her a printed paper with the rules and such for the club activities. "You will attend everything with the club whether that be an activity or a meeting. You will join us in our theme days by dressing up in a costume provided."
Haruhi puts the rules list into her pocket and listens to Kyouya as he continues with what will be expected of her.
"Oh. And as I am sure you have already gotten to know there will be no speaking about why you have joined our club. The story that you will give is that you were looking at some clubs however when you met us you felt welcomed. So you decided to join the club."
"Got it." Haruhi confirms and Kyouya stops talking about such things as they reach the cafeteria. She isn't sure that she feels quite ready to go in however she tells herself that she has to.
"Stay close to me and remain calm. Pretend we are just two friends." Kyouya instructs quietly then leads Haruhi inside after the girl nods her head to the demon.
Eyes turn to them as they walk together towards the line for food. Some on Haruhi and some on Kyouya.
Haruhi tries to not let it bother her at all as she calmly walks with Kyouya. She isn't sure what it is exactly though it feels like Kyouya is giving off some kind vibe that is helping to keep her emotions more level. She wonders if it is a part of his magic somehow. She looks to the menu as they start to approach the front of the line with one demon in front of them. She finds that it just seems to be fancy human food and she doesn't really spot any sort of demonic food mixed in. She has never tried any of it though she has enough only for one meal. She tries to decide what it is that she is going to try.
Kyouya doesn't say anything to rush her as he just waits for her to decide for herself.