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Lavender for Royalty; Sage for Wisdom (Book 1) Chapter Twenty-Two

Kyoya Ootori x Reader

Chapter Twenty-Two: Yellow Carnation for Rejection

Summary: Bossanova has discovered Haruhi's secret, and Tamaki is spiraling. How could things possibly get worse? (He gains a crush).

            “What’s Bossanova doing here? I thought he didn’t have a personality crisis anymore,” said (Y/N). The Host Club was back to normal, and all their guests had returned, but Bossanova was still present.

            “He’s a customer today,” said Kyoya.

            “…He requested Haruhi, didn’t he?” said (Y/N).

            Kyoya nodded. “He did.” Kyoya was more than fine with that. Not only would that make up for the trouble Bossanova had caused when guests didn’t come, but it was also Haruhi he had a crush on. As long as it wasn’t (Y/N), Kyoya didn’t care.

            “You seem quite pleased,” observed (Y/N).

            Kyoya smirked. “The guests like his presence now.” He gestured to where girls were eagerly watching the first male guest they’d had.

            “Ah. They think this is a coming out story and love confession,” said (Y/N). “I can see why that would entertain them.”

            “If this is disrespectful to the community, I can shut it down now,” offered Kyoya. He knew (Y/N) had a better perspective on that than him (though, technically, he was part of the community since he wasn't straight for being attracted to them).

            (Y/N) waved a hand. “This is funny. Let it go on. It makes us money, too.” They flashed him a grin.

            Kyoya chuckled and nodded.

            “Welcome, Casanova,” said Haruhi, again blundering his name but wearing a charming smile. “So you’re a customer today. Would you like some tea? How about some sweets?”

            Bossanova blushed. “Ah, uh, let me help.”

            “Hm? There’s no need. Just relax,” said Haruhi, pouring two cups of tea.

            “Such skill,” said Bossanova.

            “At first I didn’t know much about etiquette,” said Haruhi, smiling. “But the guys told me to relax and enjoy myself. It seems the secret of serving tea is creating a story on the table.”

            (Y/N) and Kyoya nodded in tandem from where they were watching.

            “I see…Then the title of this would be—”

            Before Bossanova could finished, the twins “tripped” and broke the teacup.

            “So sorry! Our hand slipped!” From their deadpan expressions and bored tone, that was a complete and utter lie.

            “Well…I’d call it ‘destruction,’ now,” said Haruhi. She glared at the twins, who shrugged innocently.

            They ran to Kyoya and (Y/N) with accusatorily glares. “Kyoya! (Y/N)! Why did you let him in? He already gets along with his subordinates, so he shouldn’t have any more business with us!”

            “He came here as a customer,” said (Y/N), shrugging. “He’s keeping Haruhi’s secret. We have no reason to throw him out.” Not for your jealousy, anyways.

            “Besides.” Kyoya gestured to the girls fawning over Bossanova’s love for Haruhi. “He brought in more customers. There’s a 20% increase in revenue today.”

            “You’re just after money!” said the twins. “What about Tamaki?”

            “Tama-chan doesn’t look so good,” said Honey.

            Sure enough, Tamaki was still just staring into space. (Y/N) patted him on the shoulder encouragingly.

            “What are the club members making a fuss about?” wondered Bossanova. “And what’s with Tamaki? He looks exactly the same as yesterday.”

            “Oh, I don’t know,” said Haruhi, pouring a fresh cup of tea.

            “Are you alright? Being with such hyper people…You’re quiet and reserved. Humble,” said Bossanova.

            “Well, I have (Y/N). They have the common sense the others don’t,” said Haruhi. “And it’s basically my fault I’m here. Believe it or not, they’ve been really nice to me. Look at this.” She pulled a bracelet out of her pocket that had tiny paintings of each host on it. “They gave it to me. The design is based on jewelry from the Russian dynasties. It’s too nice for me to wear.”

            “Wow. Nice,” said Bossanova.

            “Yeah. And they got (Y/N) tailor-made clothes so they can look as feminine or masculine as they want,” said Haruhi. “That can be expensive.”

            Bossanova nodded.

            “And last month they saw me checking out an advertisement for ham on sale at the supermarket, so they sent a gorgeous ham to my house,” said Haruhi. “I couldn’t enjoy it because I was so surprised. And Tamaki gave me free coupons for ‘pats on the head’ and the ‘carry the bride ride.’ ” She rolled her eyes fondly.

            “W-Well, that’s nice…but aren’t you confused?” said Bossanova.

            “Hm. I guess so,” said Haruhi. “I’ve never been used to getting so many gifts, but this kind of stuff has become normal to me.” She chuckled and smiled adorably. “Yeah, I’m confused. I feel better now, though.”

            Bossanova blushed, and all the watchers looked on in awe. Or, in the Host Club’s case, horror.

            “What should we ?!” cried Kaoru. “Haruhi is casually exposing how cute she is! What an unconscious flirt!”

            “She’s such a natural,” said (Y/N) proudly.

            Tamaki let out a wheeze like a robot breaking down.

            “You two aren’t going to interrupt?” said Honey, looking at Hikaru and Kaoru. “That’s rare.”

            “We messed up in Karuizawa, so we can’t make her angry again!” said Hikaru.

            “Not ‘we,’ just you, Hikaru,” said Kaoru.

            “Boss! How long are you going to stand there like a hollow shell?” said Hikaru, ignoring Kaoru.

            “The king must come forth!” declared Kaoru.

            “Go for it!” said the twins, shoving Tamaki towards the couch.

            “I can’t see how this goes wrong,” said (Y/N), shaking their head.

            “Tamaki?” said Haruhi.

            Tamaki sat down right between her and Bossanova mechanically. Haruhi rolled her eyes.

            “What’s the matter with you?” she said. “If you want to sit down, sit over here. If you’re bored, you can play with this.” She handed him a puzzle ring set. “I bought some instant coffee, and I got this as a freebie.”

            Tamaki blankly got to work while Haruhi turned back to an extremely confused Bossanova. “Casanova, would you like some more tea?” she asked.

            “Um, yeah, thanks,” he said nervously.

            “Haruhi, I did it. I solve the puzzle ring,” said Tamaki.

            “Wow. That was fast,” said Haruhi. “Now put it back the way it was.”

            “O-Okay,” said Tamaki.

            “It’s like she’s entertaining a child,” said (Y/N), wincing.

            “Tamaki is a child,” said Kyoya, sighing.

            “That stupid fool!” said the twins. They called Tamaki’s phone, and he mechanically answered it.

            “Boss, stop running away from reality,” said Kaoru.

            “The situation is getting worse while your spirit freefalls in outer space,” said Hikaru.

            “Got it? Picture this,” said Kaoru. “You don’t do anything, and Bossanova takes Haruhi away…”

            “Are you aware that she would end up becoming the wife to a Yakuza?!” said Hikaru.

            “We’re jumping to marriage rather quickly,” said (Y/N).

            “No!” Tamaki sprang up from the couch, his personality and soul returning to his body. “That may be a beautiful image to behold, but your father doesn’t approve!”

            Haruhi stared in shock, and Bossanova’s jaw dropped open. The Host Club was weird.

            Tamaki grabbed Bossanova by the shoulders. “Bossanova! What do you think you’re doing here?! Shouldn’t you be cultivating your newfound bond with your men? What happened to your dream of playing kick the can? If you can’t find a nice place, I can show you one! You should go. You should go now! Enjoy your youth to the fullest!”

            “We’re off to a strong start,” said (Y/N).

            “Which means he’ll crash and burn soon,” said Kyoya.

            “But if you still want to deepen your acquaintance with Haruhi, you’ll have to down me down, her father,” said Tamaki.

            “Father? You’re Haruhi’s father?” said Bossanova, his confusion increasing.

            “W-Well,” said Tamaki, growing nervous. “Maybe not blood-related, but it’s like I’m her father…”

            “Have you met her mother?” said Bossanova.

            “Well…no….”

            “You can’t call yourself her father,” said Bossanova firmly.

            Tamaki fainted, and the twins caught him.

            “And there’s the crash and burn,” said (Y/N).

            “He found quite the weak point,” said Kyoya.

            “That was close—Boss was about to turn into stardust,” said Hikaru.

            “We never expected a straightforward attack,” said Kaoru. “What a dreadful yakuza.”

            “Hang in there, Tama-chan,” said Honey.

            “But…he’s right…” said Tamaki, sitting up with wide eyes. “Strictly speaking, I’m not Haruhi’s father.”

            “Obviously not,” said the twins.

            Tamaki looked at them suddenly like he was suddenly having real thoughts in his head.

            “This might be too much for him to handle,” said (Y/N).

            “He’ll have to figure it out eventually,” said Kyoya.

            “No, wait, I need to sort things out,” said Tamaki.

            “Huh? Sort what out?” said Kaoru.

            “Let’s just suppose I’m not Haruhi’s father…” said Tamaki.

            “We don’t have to suppose that,” said Hikaru.

            “Why do I feel so loving and affectionate towards Haruhi?” said Tamaki.

            (Y/N) and Kyoya exchanged a look. That was the question everyone but him (and Haruhi) knew the answer to.

            “Why do I get so worried when I see her with someone else?” said Tamaki. “If I’m not her father, then I have no right to interfere. What an affectionate father would do is stand back and watch over her. Which brings me back to paternal love…”

            “Um, then what’s with all those bridal fantasies?” said Hikaru.

            “A father is excited to think about his daughter’s future wedding,” said Tamaki.

            “You tried to stop her from kissing someone else,” said Kaoru.

            “Shouldn’t I protect her from giving out her first kiss to anyone?” said Tamaki.

            “Boss…” Kaoru knelt before Tamaki. “Are you trying to prevent the relationships we all have now from changing? Is that why you’re pretending we’re a family?”

            Tamaki stared at him.

            “Kaoru?” said Hikaru, his own eyes wide.

            Kaoru is exactly right, thought (Y/N). It was no mystery why Tamaki was so protective of the Host Club. They were more his family than his biological one was (minus his mother). He didn’t want that to change at all, even when his own feelings—and obliviousness—were part of that.

            “…I don’t understand!” declared Tamaki.

            (Y/N) groaned and slapped a hand over their face. “He’s so stupid.”

            “He has lovey-dovey fantasies but is too much of an idiot to understand them,” said Kyoya.

            “Tamaki is really ignorant of his true feelings,” said Honey. Mori nodded in firm agreement.

            “Kaoru, what was that all about?” said Hikaru.

            Kaoru sighed. “Oh, it was just a hypothesis.”

            Back at the couch, Bossanova sweat-dropped uncertainly as he watched Tamaki sit on his knees in a depressed state. “Is he alright? Did I do something bad to Tamaki?”

            “I wonder what it was,” said Haruhi. “I still don’t understand him myself. But…Tamaki does resemble my father a little. Sometimes I know how to handle him but not really.”

            Tamaki brightened. “Just now, did she say I resemble her father?” He was excited again. “Did she say I’m like her father?”

            “Yeah, but what she meant was your personality resembles her father’s a little,” said Kyoya. “It doesn’t mean you’re like a father at all.”

            “I see, I see…” Tamaki’s eyes shone with joy. “I’m not her father, but I’m ‘like’ her father!”

            “You’re such an idiot,” said (Y/N) bluntly.

            “Haruhi…may I come again?” said Bossanova, looking down at his teacup nervously. “I thought you might like talking to someone who knows your secret rather than just entertaining girls. I-If you aren’t uncomfortable with me around, of course…”

            “Thank you,” said Haruhi. “Requesting me would be very helpful. And I’m glad we’ve become close.”

            The guests squealed at the moment. Tamaki was shocked out of his fantasies and stared. Something in his heart twisted unexpectedly.

            “Haruhi…I…” Bossanova cleared his throat with a blush.

            “Is he going to do it?” said (Y/N), eyes wide. “How forward.”

            “I thought he was too cowardly,” said Kyoya.

            “I—”

            “It’s nice to have a friend with the same sense of values,” said Haruhi.

            Everyone froze and stared.

            “Right now I only have (Y/N), but they’re also my senpai,” said Haruhi. “It’s good to have a friend like you of my age.”

            REJECTED, thought everyone.

            “Oh, my, he was rejected,” whispered a guest.

            “Rejected!”

            “Shattered without a chance to even confess his feelings!”

            “He specified ‘friend’ twice.”

            “Poor guy.”

            “How sad.”

            Bossanova cleared his throat and raised his chin, even as he blushed. Everyone leaned in to hear his reply (except, of course, Haruhi, who was blithely unaware that someone had tried to confess to her. She, too, needed to work on her obliviousness).

            “Haruhi, I’ll always be a friend,” said Bossanova.

            “Thanks,” said Haruhi, smiling.

            “So honorable!” said (Y/N), pleased with Bossanova’s acceptance of Haruhi’s feelings.

            “We’re friends, too, Bossanova!” said Hikaru and Kaoru, also moved by Bossanova’s kindness.

            “I’m your senpai, but we can still be friends!” said Honey. Mori nodded with him.

            “We’re your friends, too!” said the guests.

            “We’re so moved!”

            “Thanks for the thrill!”

            “Friends forever!”

            Bossanova was unsure whether to run or embrace the sudden affection from everyone who used to think him fearsome.

            Only Tamaki didn’t approach with his usual energy. He just stared with a strange expression on his face, something that suggested a level of introspection.

            “What’s wrong, Tamaki?” said Kyoya, despite knowing what was going on.

            “If I think about Bossanova’s feelings, I…” Tamaki trailed off and gripped his uniform above his heart.

            “That can’t be right,” said Kyoya, smiling knowingly. “You’re the ‘father,’ aren’t you? Shouldn’t you be happy? There isn’t any reason for you to sympathize or feel sorry for him, is there?”

            Tamaki paused. “Oh….Yes! That’s right!” Once again, he had chosen obliviousness.

            “He still can’t face his feelings. He’s not ready for it,” sighed (Y/N).

            “He has to eventually,” said Kyoya. “There’s no way around it.”

            “True,” said (Y/N). “But feelings can be frightening. It changes the way you look at someone, and if they don’t feel the same way, your relationship would be forever changed.” They looked at Kyoya and smiled. “Love is a gamble, even if it is beautiful.” They understood. They loved Kyoya.

            Kyoya looked back at them and smiled. “Indeed.” He couldn’t understand them more. He loved them.

            To the side of the room, Honey watched everyone as he got onto Mori’s shoulders. “So Hikaru is being Mr. Blind while Tama obviously like Haru, but he’s too foolish to know it. Right, Takashi?”

            “Probably,” said Mori.

            “And then there’s Kaoru,” said Honey. “He is unaware of his feelings.”

            “Right,” said Mori.

            “At least Kyoya and (Y/N) are honest with themselves,” said Honey. “They both know they like the other. But they’re both being too careful and not telling each other.” He sighed. “Do you think there’ll be any progress before we graduate?”

            “I don’t know,” said Mori. Everyone would have to wait and see.

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Patience: ~The refreshing battle in Karuizawa!~

➼ pairing: Kyoya Ootori x Reader ➼ summary: Haruhi and y/n's summer vacation is interrupted by a high stakes battle of refreshing ➼ what to expect:  "He has to keep telling himself not to stare, usually that wouldn't be an issue, but for some reason right now he is having a hard time telling himself that he doesn't care." ➼ warnings: none ➼ Part Fourteen | Part Sixteen

n the silence of the Hitachiin twins’ bedroom, Hikaru’s phone loudly blasts with his ringtone. It’s far too early for shenanigans like this. The sound rouses Kaoru from his deep sleep with a groan, “Hikaru… your phone.” He whines, rolling over onto his back and nudging his brother in the shoulder.

“Hikaru…” Kaoru calls again, finally managing to rouse Hikaru from sleep.

“Mmm, answer it for me, will you?” Hikaru groans, his voice raspy with sleep.

Kaoru rolls to the bedside table and find’s Hikaru’s cell phone, flashing rapidly and displaying Tamaki’s name and picture. In his sleepy state, Kaoru finally connects the dots between the ringtone and the time of the call, “No way… don’t you recognize that ringtone?” He groans.

“You gotta be kidding me… We’re only three days into summer vacation; why can’t he let us sleep in?” Hikaru blindly searches the table for the phone, picking it up when his fingers eventually find it.

“He’s probably been up since dawn.” Kaoru sighs as he and his brother rise from their mattress, shirtless as Hikaru flips open the cell phone and cautiously answers.

Kaoru wraps himself around Hikaru, “Yeah, what?” Hikaru grumbles.

“THEY’RE GONE! MY BELOVED DAUGHTER HAS VANISHED OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH!”

Hikaru thrusts the phone away from his ear at Tamaki’s volume, “She must’ve been kidnapped by a band of gypsies! I just know it! Contact the police! We have to request an emergency to the SDF!”

Hikaru notices that Tamaki’s volume has lowered, so he brings the phone back to his ear in utter confusion, “Wait, slow down, you’re not making any sense. Now what?”

Kaoru patiently waits for Hikaru’s reaction, “What do you mean Haruhi is gone?” He gasps.

In his respective estate, Honey gasps, clutching Usa-chan, “Huh? So Haru-chan is really missing?”

Mori stands in one of the many open spaces at his estate, practicing his katana handling, “And her family is bankrupt?”

“It’s the only explanation!” Tamaki prances back and forth under the four framed photos of the club members, trailing his poor landline along behind him.

“I’ve been trying to get through to Haruhi’s home phone and her father's work for the past several days! And no one will answer!” Tamaki continues to hop around in distress.

“She's been evicted and forced into indentured servitude! We have to rescue her!” He weeps pitifully.

“Oh~ Haru-chan!” Honey whimpers woefully.

Across the portrait of the twins is written ‘idiots.’

“Boss, please, not so loud! Have you tried Haruhi’s cellphone yet?” Hikaru suggests.

“Cellphone? Why on earth would she have a cellphone?!” Tamaki hollers indignantly.

“Of course! She was issued one by a secret, underground network of commoners, known as the Plebeian Exchange.”

Sitting alone in his kitchen, Kyoya sighs across the line with disappointment, “Not to interrupt your delusion… but, y/n and Haruhi are currently in Karuizawa.” He informs carefully.

“They… were turned out of their homes, kidnapped by gypsies, and forced into servitude…! In Karuizawa?” Tamaki tilts his head.

“Moron.” Kyoya scolds irritably.

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"Ah, who would've thought working at a bed and breakfast would be the ideal way to spend my summer" Haruhi says while putting out the washing on the line, you sat nearby watching her with a book. "I suppose working here would be less stressful than the host club"

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The Refreshing Battle in Karuizawa!

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"I must admit at first I was a little bit apprehensive on telling the guys about my plans for the summer" haruhi shrugged, you take a sip of your drink. "I'm surprised about your plans for the summer aswell, working I can understand but working for free? You could be living it up in a resort right now, I did offer to pay for us to go to one of Kyoya's family's resorts"

Haruhi laughs "I'm not going anywhere near one of those after last time, why are you here with me though"

"I told you, I don't want to go back home, besides it's...peaceful here" You shiver, noting that the wind has picked up.

"Haruhi!" A helicopter all of a sudden flies over, hovering over pension misuzu.

"Despair not! Daddy's come to save you!"

you sigh "So much for peaceful"

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"Oh my what dashing young men you are! These hunks must belong to Haruhi! Call me Misuzu-chi"

"She's an old friend of Ranka's, they used to work together at the same shop years ago" Kyoya explains "Well naturally you would know" Haruhi rolls her eyes "Kill me"

"I went into business for myself two years ago and believe you me, running this adorable little pension is like living a fairytale!" Misuzu exclaims, spinning around in glee.

"So then, haru-chan is like your indentured servant?"

"She's more like an unpaid employee. This also happens to be ranka's preffered method of keeping track of her daughter while she's busy working"

"What the...how do you know all this stuff? and why is y/n here?"

"'Take my little girl under your wing' she says, she practically begged me, and since I still can't afford the expense of hired help, it works out for everyone. she's a model employee, really, it's such a shame I can't pay her anything" Misuzu shakes haruhi by her shoulders "Oh, tell me what you boys think of this cute little apron she's wearing. I made it myself!"

The boys all give her a thumbs up "You are quite an exquisite seamstress"

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you all end up sat together for tea out in the pension's garden, you and Kyoya ending up sat at a seperate table from the others while they question Haruhi on why she got a job.

"You know, you still haven't told me why you came to karuizawa" Kyoya took a sip of tea, watching Tamaki in dispair nearby as he finds out that all of you had invited Haruhi on vaction over the summer. "I told you, I have something to do here"

"What business could you possibly have in Karuizawa?" he raises an eyebrow, although you are unsure whether its because of the circumstances or because of your secrecy. "If you must know I am visiting an old friend" kyoya squints at you, looking you up and down.

"Don't I have the right to spend my summer vacation the way I want to?" thw two of you tune back into the main conversation. "According to the handbook, jobs are prohibited" you lightly elbow Kyoya for pointing it out.

"Uh...i, uh...had no idea"

"hey, did you hear? haruhi went and got herself a job without the schools permission" "No way, thats grounds for expulsion"

"Guys if she's not being paid it isn't a job"

"I think Karuizawa is way better than switzerland anyway" "And overseas travel is so exhausting" you laugh at kyoya's words.

"Of course, you do have the right to spend your vacation as you please. But then again like it or not, so do we. And you know, I for one, find pension misuzu to be exceptionally charming"

haruhi breaks into a crisis at Tamaki's words.

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"I'm so sorry boys, I'd love to have you all as guests, but i'm afraid there's only one vacant room left"

"One room you say? well that settles it, I'll have to stay here to represent the club"

"Hey that isn't fair!" Honey cries "Have you no feeling of loyalty? of any solidarity boss?"

"Togetherness is our guiding principle" the twins laugh slyly, tamaki breaks. "My own words twisted and thrown right back in my face" the twins slide over "Here's an idea, we bet you'll like it" "Why not hold a little competition.

"Call it 'the guest relations odd-jobs contest' at pension misuzu"

"It's very simple we all just lend a hand around the place for the afternoon" "and whoever makes the best impression on Misuzu chi gets to sleep in the vacant guesst bedroom"

"That's brilliant! I think it's an absolutely delightful idea! Yes. The winnder of the contest will be determined by how refreshing they are! Remember, refreshing is the name of the game in guest relations"

"Refreshing! Refreshing yay!"

"Now, don't think this is going to be a walk in the park. Cause I'm planning on working you boys to the bone" haruhi groans in the corner "Sounds like a blast"

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You and Kyoya, of course, are not participating in the contest, instead sitting out in the gardens watching Tamaki butcher fence mending.

"So how is it that you have a friend in Karuizawa of all places?" Kyoya questions once again now the others are distracted with the competition. "It's a long story"

He tilts his chin upwards squinting at you analytically. "You're hiding something"

"I am not"

"You are"

"i'm not"

"Y/n what on earth could it possibly be that you would need to hide it from me"

"I just can't okay! Drop it"

"So there is something then" Kyoya smirks. Dammit.

Haruhi approaches in the midst of your tense silence "Kyoya-Senpai. You're keeping your distance from all his"

"Of course, winning means i'd end up staying alone, which frankly doesn't appeal to me. I'll just sit back and watch things unfold, then head for the cottage"

"The cottage, you mean your family's?"

"That's right, we all have one in the area"

"So who's your favourite to win? There must be someone you have in mind. Do you care to bet?"

"Mm, no thanks, I don't have a clue"

"Really? it's easy enough to tell at a glance"

You roll your eyes "Honey-senpa's brand of cute doesn't really fit Misuzu's notion of refreshing, so i'm afraid he's out Tamaki comes a little closer to the ideal provided he keeps his mouth shut. But we all know the likelihood of that. Ordinarily you'd figure hikaru and kaoru. Then again, seems we have a dark horse." you explain, nodding to mori "But since he goes nowhere without Honey-senpai so his participation is null really"

"Which means..." you attention is drawn to the twins, who have appeared on the patio nearby "Victory will be ours"

"well maybe not, I couldn't help but notice that the only room still available is a single bed"

"No big deal we can always bring another bed over from the cottage" "Yeah or we could even squeeze into the single"

"How sweet, i guess you guys really are always together huh?"

"always"

"The two of us have been together subce we were born, so we've never needed anybody else "We never bothered making any friends until a few years ago, we thought the world was made up of idiots"

"really?"

"That was before we knew you, we'd totally let you sleep with us"

"uh, thanks, I'll pass"

Kyoya pushes up his glasses "The contest isn't quite decided yet, there's still a number of ways to make this game more interesting"

"Oh yeah? Thinking about helping the boss are you?"

"We're not going to lose, it's no use" Kyoya just gives a curteous laugh before returning to his book

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You had moved into the resturant while you wait for your 'friend' to arrive, hoping that the host club is too distracted by the competition to ask questions, Tamaki at the very least was too busy focused playing the piano, something that you did not doubt Kyoya had a hand in.

You aren't paying too much attention when some comotion outside with a few crashes result in "And the victory goes to the Hitachiin brothers!" is cried through the entire pension.

Tamaki slams his hands into the keys at the result, you aren't fully convinced that Tamaki hasn't gone catatonic at the news.

your phone buzzes.

'New message from S.S: sry something's come up, meet tmrw?'

You sigh, quickly typing back a reply before going to console Tamaki.

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The next morning yet again you were sat in the corner of the resturant while the twins sit arguing with Tamaki, leaving Haruhi stood there wanting to be anywhere else, Kyoy and the others are sat nearby at the bar.

A jingle of the bell signifies someone entering the resturant, you sit up straight at the sight of who has entered, a tall boy with black hair that you had been waiting for over the past day.

"Hi Sam" you smile, Sam sits down opposite you at the table. "Sorry for making you wait" he scratches the back of his neck, placing his bag on the table. "No it's okay, I'm going to be in Karuizawa for a while"

"who's that boy sat with y/n?"

"I didn't know y/n-chan had any friends in Karuizawa"

"I'm glad you messaged me, although I must that I was a little surprised" you laugh under your breath "Yeah it has been a while hasn't it, I know it was a little out of the blue"

Sam smiled "Nethertheless, I come bearing gifts" he reaches into his bag, pulling out a medium sized gift box. "You gift wrapped it" You raise an eyebrow

"They're sat a little close aren't they?"

"Did he just give her a gift? Her birthday isn't for another two months"

"Why did she not tell us about him?"

"You don't think they are..."

Kyoya heard the whispers, of course he did, he hears everything. He has to keep telling himself not to stare, usually that wouldn't be an issue, but for some reason right now he is having a hard time telling himself that he doesn't care.

A few minutes later the two of you stand "It was good to see you sam, we should meet up again sometimes"

"For sure" as Sam goes to leave he nearly bumps into a boy on his way in to deliver fruit "Good morning, Arai produce"

"Good morning to you, working boy eh?"

"Yes maam, i'm helping out at my uncles shop for the summer"

"How refreshing! Haruhi, would you put these in the refrigerator for me?"

"Okay!"

"Haruhi fujioka?"

"Arai?"

Next time on patience 'The host club's double date!'

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Ouran highschool host cats

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ouran sketches :)

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Nothing says ''found family'' more than this image.

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Tamaki: I'm afraid we can no longer mansplain, manipulate or malewife our way out of it this time. Kyoya, nodding: Manslaughter it is.

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A sticker set I made of a very badgood comfort show!

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Ouran High School Host Club - have you ever wanted to be a part of the plot? well in this fan fiction, you are put right in! y/n is the daughter of the Takahashi family who owns a successful technology company. through her friendship with haruhi she is introduced to the club and soon enough becomes a member. join her through the silly adventures and blooming relationships with her fellow hosts!

I ~ Trust Me!

II ~ Beware of the Physical Exam!

III ~ Attack of the Lady Manager!

IV ~ The Twins Fight!

V ~ The Grade School Host is the Naughty Type!

VI ~ Jungle Pool SOS!

VII ~ The Sun, the Sea, and the Host Club!

VIII ~ A Challenge from Lobelia Girls' Academy

IX ~ A Day in the Life of the Fujioka Family!

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I think polyamory would come naturally to them, but I also think Tamaki needs to fix his issues (namely his jealousy and internalized homophobia) before getting into a relationship with them, and I say this in the most affectionate way possible.

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Ootori Kyoya - "Follow Through"

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In which after trying to find your assigned room at Ootori Kyoya's family beach house, you stumble upon said man's room and he teasingly offers you a risqué proposition. Or; In which a certain vice president of the Host Club is caught off guard by your seriousness in accepting his joking offer.(In this fic, you take the place of Haruhi.)

Warnings –> Mildly Suggestive!

                                                                                                   

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You took him in as he held himself above you; completely unfazed by the provocative position he's put the two of you in. His dark hair is still damp, and misty droplets of water occasionally fall onto the duvet and soak into the fabric. The gaze he held was serious but somehow you could tell he was only doing this to get a reaction from you.

To pay your debt with your body...

The proposition that Kyoya had offered had come out of left field for you, and yet you still found yourself considering it. Somehow...— somehow, you didn't mind settling your debt that way, especially if it was with him. You certainly found him attractive and this could be your opportunity to stake your claim on him.

In thought, you raise your arms to gently run your hands up his toned chest; snaking them around his neck after your hands find his shoulders. You humm, running your index and middle fingers down the length of his spine, pulling an involuntary shiver from the man above you. Kyoya squeezed his eyes shut at the pleasant feeling, still awaiting your reaction.

"...Alright. Do you want to do it now?"

You muttered quietly, tightening your hold on him as you absent-mindedly toy with the shorter locks of hair at his nape.

You could feel him freeze under your touch; whether in shock or confusion, you did not know. His dark eyes snap open and lock with your own; they're wide and filled with an inner turmoil completely unknown to you. All you offer him is your own gaze; eyes half-lidded as you peel back his complex layers with only a look. Kyoya looked as though he couldn't even speak; the witty remarks he could've offered seemingly vanished from his mind.

"I— What?"

The bespectacled boy choked out; unable to hide just how far he'd been taken aback.

His brows furrowed as he reopened his eyes; searching your face for any sign that you're just messing with him. Brownish-grey eyes crinkled at the corners as he tried to wrap his head around just how his little joke turned into something so potentially serious.

"You'll have to take it slow with me, okay? I'm not very experienced in things like this."

You purr at him, looking up with hooded eyes that coax him to relax and fall into you.

Kyoya is still; unmoving as he stares into your eyes, unable to look away. In some sense, he's in awe of you. How you can be so bold and direct in what you want amazes him to the point that he finds it annoying. Annoying but oh-so-attractive. Your chuckling brings him from his headspace; reality fades back into view.

His naked back is against the damp duvet and your soft hand is resting on his stomach. You're standing now; looking down on him with a sort of amused softness. After a few soft pats from your hand, you turn and make your way to his bedroom door.

"You shouldn't make suggestions that you can't follow through on, my dear."

Those are the words that you left him with.

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kyoya guy or whatever idk… (as I shuffle away nonchalantly I trip and fall and my 73919 kyoya photots spill out of my pockets)

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➼ kyoya ootori x fem!reader ➼ last updated: 13.2.25 ➼ genre: fluff, angst, eventual smut maybe

Prologue Part one: Starting today you are a host! Part two: The job of a highschool host Part three: Beware the physical exam! Part four: Attack of the lady manager! Part five: The twins fight! Part six: The Gradeschool host is the naughty type! Part seven: Jungle pool SOS! Part eight: The sun, the Sea, and the Host club! *Bonus chapter*: Last night at the beach house Part nine: A Challenge from Lobelia Girl's Academy! Part ten: A day in the life of the L/N family! Part eleven: Big brother is a prince! Part twelve: Honey's three bitter days! Part Thirteen: Y/n in wonderland! Part Fourteen: Covering the famous host club! Part Fifteen: The refreshing battle in Karuizawa! Part Sixteen: The host clubs double date! (coming soon)

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You don't have to but can you do the Hosts (from OHSHC) but not Haruhi when they find out their crush (female if you may) is being teased by their admirers because they're often together?

Ouran HighSchool Host Club ~Finding out their crush is being bullied by their fans~

Manga/anime: Ouran HighSchool Host Club

Warnings: nothing

(Y/N): your name

(S/O): significant other

Premise

S/O is walking calmly in the garden of Ouran HighSchool, enjoying the light breeze which ruffles his hair.

However, sounds of sobbing suddenly distracts him from the peace he was feeling: (Y/N), the girl he's madly in love with, is crying in a remote corner, with her clothes torn and her hair messed up.

S. Tamaki

He'll immediately run to you, shocked

When he finds out his fans have reduced you like that, he'll be shocked and furious: not only the girl he loves is destroyed, both physically and mentally, but she's so also due to him

Nevertheless, what will shock you the most will be the fact he'll be very quiet

It'll probably take him several days to find a solution, and he'll ask the other Hosts what to do (especially Haruhi, as she's a girl)

After a week of reflection, he'll make an announcement in front of all his fans: "I'm very flattered by your love, but what you did to my friend -he'll be tempted to say girlfriend- is unacceptable. If something like this happens again, we'll be forced to close our Host Club."

O. Kyoya

He'll probably be the one who will react coldest, but that doesn't mean he'll be less affected than the others

He'll sit next to you and give you a handkerchief to dry your tears in a rather cold way even if he'll be suffering inside

Then, he'll help you to go to wash your face, and he'll give you his clothes to change you

It'll then seem he won't take action, but in reality he'll threaten write to all his fans involved

From that day on, he'll stay closer to you in school's corridors and always accompany you home and to school to prevent something like that from happening again

H. Hikaru

He won't have the best reaction: as soon as he notices how reduced you are, he'll almost snap, and he'll almost lose his mind and freak out when he finds out he's the cause of what happened to you

In fact, he'll probably increase your crying, and he'll feel terribly bad about it

However, after about ten minutes he'll calm down, taking a deep breath, and hold you in his arms, rubbing your back and murmuring some apology to you

He'll ask his brother and Kyoya for help to find out who did that to you and Tamaki to chase everyone involved out of school

If Tamaki can't do it, he'll always be close to you, even going so far as to let you stay with him when he's at the Host Club

H. Kaoru

His first thought will be to calm you down: he won't care why you're crying, he'll just hug you tightly

After calming you down, he'll try to convince you to tell him who did that to you

When you tell him that, he'll freeze for a moment, but he'll soon recover and come back to hold you tighter than before, telling you how brave and strong you are, but also to come to him if it happens again

He'll ask his brother to help him to protect you: from then on, Kaoru will stay close to you like a bodyguard whenever he can, Hikaru will watch you from afar when his twin can't be close to you

He'll also make a promise to himself, that's never to let anyone hurt you like that again

H. Mitsukuni (Honey)

He'll immediately run towards you, hugging you tightly

When he finds out those who did that to you are his fans, his face will darken, and he'll break your embrace, give you Usa-chan and run away to those responsible for your situation

After arriving at his fans, he'll tell them to leave you alone, appearing calm on the outside and behaving as usual, but seething with anger on the inside

After this, he'll return to you to take Usa-chan back and whisper compliments to you, so that you won't think about the words of your attackers

He won't let any more unpleasant things happen to you, because he's sweet and kind, but if someone he loves gets hurt by someone...

M. Takashi (Mori)

At first he won't know how to react, so he'll stare at you for a few seconds and then give you some embarrassing pats on the head

"Y/N." "…Yes?" "What's wrong?"

After you explain what happened, he'll nod and awkwardly wrap his arm around you protectively

The next day (he'll have had to go to ask the other Hosts for advice and their approval on what he intends to do) he'll go to his fans and tell them to leave you alone

He won't care what happens next or if they're no longer his fans: for him the important thing is your happiness and security

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ouran sketch pt.2

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Pool Sex (Ootori Kyouya)

TAGS: Kyoya/F!reader, smut, drabble Ao3 ver. | Ko-fi | Commissions (OPEN)

The Tropical Aqua Garden is a well-known water-themed park and also a restorative health facility owned by the Ootori family. Once upon a time during his youth, Kyouya brought his friends from the Host Club here for a ‘fun-filled’ day and despite how many years it had been since then, he still found himself having fun within the park.

“Don’t be afraid to let your moans ring out. There’s no one here but me to hear you.”

Namely, he had fun with his sweet little wife.

You were a precious little thing. So soft and innocent that everything you knew about intimacy had to be taught by him, much to his immense pleasure.

Dainty hands clutched at his strong shoulders as you bounced on his cock and moaned in ecstasy, your swimsuit pulled upwards to free your breasts that bounced in front of the Shadow King’s face.

Of course he’d be unable to resist from clamping his mouth around a pretty breast, sucking noisily and greedily at the teat while his long and slender hands made sure to help you lift your hips up and down the length of his member.

Taking a vacation here really was a great idea after all.