*Edited*
-DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB-
As I sit on the plush couch I give the blonde ‘king’ a dead expression, vacant of any emotions. “When do I begin?” I asked once again
Out of nowhere the blonde burst into tears, “Mommy!” he cried clinging to glasses tightly looking at me with a douse of fear
“What is it Tamaki?” glasses asked in an annoyed voice.
“He made a scary face!” the boy now dubbed Tamaki cried pointing his wavering finger towards my face.
“Milord! He didn’t do anything!” the twins said in unison leaning into my face, which was still blank. So my brownish red eyes met the twins golden orbs.
“Hey,” the twin with the softer voice said, “Your eyes, they’re so pretty.”
The twin’s comment made my eyes snap wide, shock visible on my face.
“Hey what’s wrong with you?” the other twin asked.
I try to push away my shock, breaking eye contact with the twins I mutter, “Sorry, just no one’s ever said that they liked my eyes before.”
“Really?” both twins asked in confusion.
“Yeah…”
“Hey, Harou.” Haruhi cut in, “Are you okay with this? Being the host clubs ‘dog’ I mean.”
I send Haruhi a bland look before sighing, and ignoring the fact that the hosts could hear my every word, “Haruhi, there NO way I’ll enjoy this, but I’ll learn to deal with it.” ‘Just like with everything else’ I add silently.
Haruhi sighed and clasped one of her small hands on my shoulder and smiled, “At least you won’t be alone! I’ll help you.”
I shake my head and red clashed with brown, “No Haruhi I already told you that you would do no such thing. You wanted to study and become a lawyer, just like mom. So I’m not going to keep you from reaching your dream because I got mixed up with this club. I mean you can visit if you want but you’re not staying here.” I place my hands on Haruhi’s that were currently sitting on my shoulders, “Please Haruhi…”
Haruhi gave me a look which I didn’t understand. It wasn’t hurt, or sorrow, yet it wasn’t happy either. “Harou… What about you? You and your dream? You came to this school for its Arts programs.”
I just gave Haruhi a pained look. “That doesn’t matter; I just want the best for you.”
“No,” she said stubbornly, “I won’t leave you here, you always do this. You push me away when I want to help you. This time I’m not leaving.”
“I don’t care.” I said through clenched teeth. I turn towards the host who gave me strange looks. I huff and cross my arms giving them a bored stare, “So what do you want me to do?”
Glasses smirked, “Well Harou, we should introduce ourselves first. My name is Kyoya; the blonde you punched earlier is Tamaki. The twins are Hikaru and Kaoru. Hikaru’s hair is parted to the right, while Karou’s is towards the left. Then we have Hunny-sempai, and Mori-sempai.”
“Right…” I muttered scratching the back of my head, “So do you want me to introduce myself?”
“Sure.” Tamaki said with a smile, still clinging to Kyoya.
I sigh at his abundant energy, “My name is Harou Fujioka. Haruhi is my younger twin. Is that fine?” I asked the hosts, who all nodded their head. “Now what do I do?” I questioned the hosts just referring to myself, not including Haruhi.
“Well,” Tamaki says waltzing over to me slinging his arm over my shoulder, “First we need to wait for our precious kittens to enter our domain, and then you can give us more refreshments when called for. Simple isn’t it?”
I simply glare at Tamaki’s arm and say, “You know what Tamaki? You sounded like a total creep when you said that.” Instantaneously Tamaki disappeared and wound up in one of the corners of the room, a cloud of doom and gloom floating above his head.
Haruhi gave me a look that said, ‘Harou, say you’re sorry.’ I sigh pursing my lips, and walked over to Tamaki.
“Tamaki?” I asked
*Tamaki*
I’m sitting in my corner of woe, Harou’s voice echoing thru my head. You sounded like a total creep when you said that.
“I’m not a creep…” I muttered under my breath.
“Tamaki?” I hear a soft almost tired voice say behind me. I turn and saw Harou standing there. I look at him and saw that the twins were right. His eyes are beautiful, they were brown, yet they had a red sheen to them, that in certain lightings they’d look like dark crimson pools.
“Yes Harou?” I asked still sitting on the floor in the fetal position. To tell the truth I was kinda frightened by the boy. When I first looked at him, he looked like a dead man walking. A light set of bags hung under his eyes, and his expression remained blank, that was until his little outburst when he punched me.
But for some reason Harou intrigued me. He held a cold and indifferent feeling around him, yet when I look in his eyes I can see so many different emotions swimming in them. I can just see that Harou went through hell and back, and his dead gaze made me feel like he was ready to give up at any moment. I felt a pain hit my chest; I looked down for a moment and stared in confusion. What was that? What was that feeling? I felt like I was stabbed by a thousand knifes.
Is this was he feels? Harou, is this what you might feel on a daily basis? Neglect, pain and loneliness?
I look up at Harou as he spoke, “Look Tamaki, I’m sorry for calling you a creep. I didn’t mean it… I’m just not used to this atmosphere, with rich people and all. So can you forgive me?” Harou had a powdery blush on his face, and cheeks where puffed out slightly as he avoided my eye contact. In short he looked adorable.
“Ahh!” I squeal in delight flinging my arms around Harou’s small frame knocking him over slightly
“What the hell! Someone help!” Harou cried his face turning rose red, his voice cracking and a hardly noticeable shake began to rake through his body
“You’re so cute!” I shouted shoving Harou’s face into my chest, spinning him around ignoring all signs that he might feel uncomfortable.
“Help!” Harou’s muffled voice cried once again.
*Harou*
Tamaki was spinning me around like crazy, and I felt like I was dying. I never liked getting dizzy, not that I got sick, but I hated the feeling of the world spinning like crazy all around me. And for the fact that he was touching me, I don’t like being touched and this was going on longer than I’d like.
“Help me already God damn it!” I shouted, irritated that no one was coming to my aid. But then again that’s nothing new, even though I wish it wasn’t.
Suddenly I was lifted swiftly into the air. I felt arms around my middle and my back again someone’s chest. I could feel the heat radiating off of my face as I buried it into my quivering hands.
“Mori, I think that was a little much…” Tamaki said giving him blank look
“HM” Mori said putting me back on the ground.
Once on the ground, I turn around and see Mori the silent giant. “Thanks…” I mutter looking down at the ground, lips pursed slightly as the shivers still raked my body.
“Ahhh!” Tamaki squealed again, tackling me. Making me fall forward slamming my face on the ground with Tamaki on my back squeezing the life out of me,
“Get off of me!” I cried my voice cracking slightly as I slammed my arms on the ground. The rest of the hosts just stood there chuckling. Even Haruhi, she had a happy smile on her face. I look at Haruhi for a moment and saw her wave at me before walking out the door. And just then, it was like I could hear her voice inside my head,
‘Harou, I think I’ll leave you here. I’ll come and visit every once in a while. But I kinda realized that you were right, an dif this Is what you want, who am I to take it from you? So I want you to do what you want. I wish you good luck. I’ll see you later… Big brother.’
I stare at the door as it closes silently a frown on my face.
Haruhi… I need more than good luck. I need a miracle.