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rustycopper4use · 1 year ago

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It’s Always Been You pt 7

(Kyoya x Male Reader)

Chapter seven

-Jungle Pool SOS-

The palm trees glisten, the sun shines a warm glow. And in the middle of this tropical paradise, resides the host club, lounging on pool chairs.

Haruhi is looking out onto the scenery, and up behind her is Tamaki.

“Behold Haruhi.” He puts a hand on her shoulder.

“Bask in the beauty of tropical birds! Aren’t they breathtaking? I wonder what they’re called..” Tamaki spoke.

Now sitting on a chair.

“Um… where was the exit again?” Haruhi tiredly asked.

“Try to make the most of this down time and just relax. We’re so worried about keeping our good looks day and night, we deserve a little vacation.” Tamaki spoke, holding a drink.

“Personally I think this is pointless and a waste of time, so can I go home now? I should be studying and I’ve got a ton of laundry to do today. Senpai, where are we anyway?” Haruhi complained.

“This place is a brand new theme park that my family, the Ootori group runs. It’s called the ‘Tropical Aqua Garden’.”

Kyoya explained. Haruhi turned to look at him.

“I don’t understand. I thought the Ootori group ran hospitals and that they’re focused on the medical business Kyoya senpai?”

“Yes, but my family likes to diversify and try different things. Besides, this place could be classified as a healing facility.”

Haruhi still looked confused at Kyoya.

“It’s therapeutic. Think of all the people that are overworked that would love a vacation in the south tropics. However, they may not be able to take the time off or they may not have the money to do so. Those people can now seek refuge here at this theme park and reduce their stress levels. The Ootori group’s primary concern has always been for the good health and well being of the general public.” Kyoya pushes up his glasses, with a smile.

“The park doesn’t officially open until next month, but the host club was given an advance invitation.”

Tamaki runs a hand through his hair.

“This is so relaxing… we don’t have to worry about keeping our guests entertained, this is truly like a holiday for handsome young soldiers. I guess you would call it…” Tamaki calmly spoke.

“For once Haruhi just take a break, the world isn’t going to end if you do.” Y/n spoke, sitting cross leg on one of the chairs.

“Haruhi! You wanna go check out the water slide?” Kaoru walked up to her.

“Hang on, what’s the deal with that pull over your wearing?” Hikaru spoke.

“Oh this thing?” She pulled on the yellow hoodie.

“Tamaki couldn’t stand Haruhi wearing anything ‘scandalous’ in front of a group of guys.” Y/n dryly spoke.

The twins look back at Haruhi.

“So you’re not gonna swim with us?” Hikaru questioned.

“Hold on, you do know how to swim don’t you?”

“I can swim just as good as the next guy, this just isn’t my idea of fun. I’m not all that big on water parks. We’re just gonna spend all day goofing off. Honestly, I’d rather be at home. I mean all you really need to play in water is a plastic pool.” Haruhi complained.

“A plastic pool, what’s that?” The twins questioned.

“Let’s see, I guess they’re about this big.” She moved her hands to show a circle.

“Round, and to use it you have to pump it full of air.”

“You dunce.” Hikaru states.

“That’s an inflatable boat dummy.”

“There’s no way something that small can be used as a pool.”

“Yeah.”

“Guys it’s a small pool! Haven’t you ever seen little kids playing in one!” Haruhi started getting more irritated.

Tamaki quickly pulls the twins to the side for a ‘private’ discussion.

Haruhi looks over to Y/n with an exasperated look.

“You have to know what I’m talking about.”

He paused for a moment before speaking with a lazy smile.

“No idea what youre talking about.”

“Haru-chan!” Honey grabs onto Haruhi’s arm.

“Let’s play! You wanna go swimming in the current pool with me?”

“No, I’m not gonna swim today. Hold on.” Haruhi looks down on Honey, looking at the pink circle pool floaty around his waist.

“You know how to swim, so do you really need that floaty?” Haruhi questioned.

Honey shakes his head.

“Just looks cuter this way, y’know?” He giggled and pranced over to the pool.

“You’re right, those bunnies are pretty cute.” Haruhi complimented.

“He’s so innocent.” The twins happily spoke.

“No way! You got it all wrong!”

A voice thundered across the resort.

Renge appears on a platform.

“Wait, is that Renge?” Haruhi looks around.

“Who else would make an entrance like that?” Y/n states.

Renge laughs, she’s wearing a purple two piece, with a matching umbrella. And a weird tattoo on her stomach.

“How does she do that? It’s like the rig followed us..” Haruhi starts nervously sweating.

“That outfit’s pretty impressive.” Hikaru spoke.

“What’s with the tattoo on your stomach?” Kaoru narrowed his eyes.

“Oh that? You don’t recognize it? I'm cosplaying!” Renge explained.

“Yeah, as who?” Hikaru continued.

“La-la!” She proudly answered.

“Like the manga magazine?” Kaoru spoke, the name ringing a bell.

“Her petite and slender frame! Her blue eyes that light up young men’s faces! Her singing voice! I am Quon Kisaragi.” She happily rambles.

“I wouldn’t have guessed.” Haruhi plainly spoke.

“I had no idea who you were supposed to be.” Tamaki truthfully spoke.

Renge goes over to Haruhi, excitedly posing showing off her cosplay.

While the twins crouch down with the prince.

“Hey boss, are you sure it’s okay for Renge to be dressed like that?” The twins whispered.

“Well yeah, that’s okay.” Tamaki whispered back.

“And why is that?” Hikaru furrowed his brow.

“Because it’s cosplay.. I guess.” Tamaki spoke unsure of his answer.

“Listen up boys!” Renge yells.

“Obviously you need to understand Haninozuka’s hidden motives!” She points at the boy in question.

Honey jumps into the pool, blissfully unaware of the rest of the eyes now on him.

“What are you talking about?” Tamaki spoke in disbelief.

“Think about what he said earlier.” She states.

‘Just looks cuter this way, y’know?’

Shock floods through the Twins, Tamaki and Haruhi, at honey's unlining motivations.

“That’s Haninozuka for you! In the last chapter he felt threatened by another loli boy type so he’s taken steps to keep his rank. I should give him more credit. He’s a lot smarter than I thought.”

Renge disappears from her platform taking her back down to the ground.

“Hey look at this everybody! Check it out! Look, even though we’re swimming really fast we never go any further than we are now!” Honey happily explained, as he was on Mori’s back.

The host club whips their heads, with a sense of dread.

Tamaki gets pulled back into reality, by a harsh shot of water to his face, from none other than the twins.

“I got you.” Hikaru teased, with a devilish grin.

“Cmon boss, let’s go and have a water fight.” Kaoru spoked.

“It’ll be me and Kaoru against you, and if you get sprayed in the face you lose.” Hikaru explains.

Tamaki wiped his face off with a towel.

“Forget it, why would I subject myself to such childish games.” Tamaki rudely declined.

The twins look at each other, and suddenly Hikaru pulls Haruhi over to them.

“Haruhi I think it’s about time we get married.” Hikaru cooed.

“Then we’ll honeymoon in Atami.” Kaoru smirked, adding more fuel to the fire.

Tamaki swipes the water gun, and starts harshly pumping the gun.

“Do you really think I'd let Haruhi marry you two!” He looks at the twins, who are anxious at his reaction.

“Daddy says no!” He chases the twins, now out for blood.

“Kyoya, Wanna bet on who gets hurt first?” Y/n tilts his head with a smirk.

“What would be the benefit for that?” He looks up from his book.

“How about this, whoever bets wrong owes the other a favor.” Y/n offered.

“Do we have a deal?” He smiles.

“You’ve piqued my interest.” Kyoya agrees.

“Alright then, my moneys on Tamaki.” Y/n vaguely gestures towards the blonde hunting down the twins.

And as he did Tamaki yelled.

“That’s cheating!” Tamaki slipped and bashed his head on a totem pole face first.

The totem made a clicking noise like a button. As soon after loud beeping noise blurts from it. And the current wave begins making harsher and more aggressive waves.

“That was quick.” Y/n joked.

Honey is still having the time of his life in the wave pool, giggling unaware of the looming danger.

A glass shattered, as Mori dropped his glass, noticing the situation.

“Huh?” Honey, confused, gets suddenly trampled by the wave, launching his floaty in the air, he screams for help.

“Honey-senpai!” Haruhi yelled.

“Mitsukuni!”

Honey gets dragged away by the sharp waves, getting farther and farther from the group. Mori hastily tried to chase after Honey, however the ground had other ideas and made the man stumble and tripped.

“Gentlemen! We’re going after Honey-senpai! That pool looks like it goes that way, charge!” Tamaki and the club run past Kyoya, and Y/n.

“Wait, i wouldn’t go-“ Kyoya gets interrupted by a chorus of screams now running the opposite direction.

“There are alligators in there!” Tamaki shirked.

They run towards another pool only to be ment with the same fate as the last.

“What’s.. with.. all the.. alligators” Haruhi spoke through panted breath.

“Beats me too..” Tamaki also spoke out of breath.

“Those alligators belong to the parks tropical animals exhibit. Kind of dangerous to let them run wild. Though, the cause of our present situation seems to be of the switch for the current pool. I’ll have a little chat with our designers.” He wrote in his black notebook, and then snaps it closed.

“Thanks a lot you guys! I got some great data today.” He spoke with a cheerful tone.

“You What?” The group looks towards the two.

“This is a map of the Tropical Aqua Garden. This is our location, we need to get here, I have a feeling that’s where Honey-senpai ended up. To get there we have to make it through the southern jungle block. Distance wise we’re talking eight hundred meters.”

He points towards the map.

“Looks like there’s a lot of underdeveloped areas, any idea what may be lurking there?” Haruhi questioned.

“Since they’re still being developed, I’m afraid I don’t know.” He calmly explained.

“Whatever is in those areas could be even more deadly than an alligator.” The twins dreaded.

The group began to tread the unknown land.

“Wow this is really like a real jungle!” Tamak praised.

“Yeah I keep hearing these animal calls.” Haruhi spoke.

“You don’t think those sounds could belong to the real thing?” The twins fearfully spoked, as bird calls came right after.

“To be honest I’m not sure, but I do know my family always strives for authenticity at any cost.” Kyoya mentioned not easing the twins' nerves.

“So we’re sacrificing Tamaki if we run into said animals. Right?” Y/n teased. Before Tamaki could protest, Mori tripped and fell, to the surprise of the group.

“Great Tamaki infected Mori with his clumsy personality.” Y/n muttered with a tired sigh.

“Shut up!” Tamaki protests.

Mori gets himself back up, and Mori sniffs the change in the air. “Oh it’s about time for the squall.” Kyoya explained, as rain pours heavily right after.

The hosts find a canopy to seek shelter.

“Hey Mori-senpai, you seem really close with Honey-senpai. Are the two of you like friends?” Haruhi looks towards Mori.

“You mean you don’t know that they’re cousins?” The twins asked.

“You're kidding! They’re related?” Haruhi exclaimed, shock at the information.

“The Morinozukas have been serving the Haninozuka family for generations.” Kyoya adds.

“I believe two generations ago the familes became relatives by marriage, and soon that dynamic burned out.” Y/n explains.

“But even so, Mori-senpai has always made a point to accompany Honey-senpai.” Kaoru continued.

The twins cry out.

“Such a beautiful story.”

“I don’t know if you would really call that a beautiful story.” Haruhi muttered.

She walked up to Mori.

“Hey Mori-senpai, it’s gonna be alright. I’m sure that Honey-senpai is safe, he’s a lot tougher than you might think he is, and if he gets hungry the trees are full of bananas.” She gives a kind smile.

Everyone stared, waiting for Mori’s reaction.

“You’re right.” He gave a faint smile, and slightly ruffled Haruhi’s hair.

“Don’t tell me Mori-senpai’s out for my spot as Haruhi’s daddy!” Tamaki cried.

“Tamkai, stop making it weird.” Y/n scolded.

“Nobody wants that spot but you boss.” Hikaru honestly spoke.

“That’s kinda creepy, when you really think about it.” Kaoru mentions.

“What! Who’re you calling creepy!” Tamaki screeched.

Kyoya's phone rings through The chaos and he answers.

“Hello? It’s me. Well, we’ve had an incident that’s caused some trouble.” Some mumbled static answers back

“Yes, at once please.” Kyoya firmly spoke.

He hangs up.

“Finally calling your family’s police force.” Y/n teased.

Tamaki and the rest of the circus starts heading towards their previous planned path, but Mori heads the opposite direction, Haruhi, the only one to notice, follows Mori.

“My family’s private police force is going to send in a search and rescue team to help us. They’re better equipped for finding Honey-senpai than we are, so let’s just go by the gate and wait there.” Kyoya states.

But to no avail, the three idiots were too busy bickering to pay attention.

“Wait, where’s Mori, and Haruhi.” Y/n looks back at the group, noticeably lacking two more members.

The last five members finally head back to the gate.

“Y’know, I don’t believe I mentioned to them that there are other visitors here.. Huh, oh well.” Kyoya rather calmly mentions.

“How do you forget to mention they’re other people there?” Y/n sighed.

Crashing and screams echoed throughout the forest.

The groups go to the noise.

Mori is in the middle littered with hundreds of unconscious policemen, while Haruhi was in Mori’s arms, along with none other than Honey by them.

“Haruhi! Are you alright?” Tamaki rushes towards Haruhi.

“Hey! It’s Tama-chan!” Honey points out.

Tamaki is too busy aggressively bear hugging Haruhi.

Y/n lightly kicked one of the officers, which was followed by a pained groan.

“Huh, they’re still conscious.” Y/n muttered.

“Surprise that this is Honey-senpai’s work, he must’ve been holding back.” Kaoru spoke, poking the officer's face.

“What do you mean he was holding back?” Haruhi pinched Tamaki to let go of her.

“So then you don’t know about Honey-senpai’s past?” The twins ominously spoke.

After the explanation the day finally reached its long overdue end.

Kyoya is stuck in the host room planning for tomorrow’s event, which was suddenly placed on him as always.

As quiet taps of the keyboard filled the quiet void, a door swiftly opened.

“…I want… to cash in that favor you.. owe me.” Y/n panted out.

“…sorry, give me a second… lots of stairs.”

Kyoya raises a brow, and puts his laptop to the side.

“What do you want?”

Y/n takes one final deep breath, more for his nerves than anything.

“I never got a dance from the spring formal party, given the whole fixing of a fiancé's relationship and all, I mean I’m not complaining, it was so sweet, but I never actually got to enjoy the party-..” Y/n clears his throat.

“What I mean to say is, I want you to dance with me. If that’s alright, Kyoya.” Y/n spoke.

Kyoya looks at Y/n longer than he would like, and an uncomfortable silence falls between them.

“If you insist.” Kyoya gets up from his chair.

“Wait really?” Y/n spoke.

“After all you did win the bet.” Kyoya calmly stated.

Y/n quickly went to play a song on his phone, hands shaking more than he’d like to admit.

The classical music softly hums.

“I- uh shall we dance?” Y/n nervously smiled holding a hand out towards him, with a slight bow.

Kyoya grabs his hand and starts to waltz with Y/n, who’s heart is leaping out his chest.

In all honesty Y/n himself wasn’t quite sure why he was this nervous, he has had he shares of dances, however this felt odd, not in bad way either but more in the sense of—

Kyoya dips Y/n, stopping his trail of thought.

Kyoya's black hair fell out of its usual pristine style, and a cocky smile adorned his face.

Y/n felt the wind knocked out of him, his heart beating even faster.

He let out a shaky breath, eyes basically glued to him.

As Y/n was pulled back up he took a step away from Kyoya.

“Uh- that was fun but, I'm going to go now! I overstayed my welcome.” Y/n rambled, before bolting out the door.

Kyoya furrowed his brows, confused at his sudden flee. Ignoring the weird feeling in his chest.

Y/n got home faster than usual, he quickly opens the door and slams it behind him, haphazardly throws his shoes, he’ll deal with it later.

He just quietly laid on the floor, trying to cool his overheated body.

He takes shallow breaths, trying to get his mind clear, but all he could do was think about the dance, like for instance what would happen if he didn’t run away like a coward.

He pulled his hair in frustration, his hair feeling suffocating at the moment.

He desperately racked his brain for any sort of explanation, he’s never felt this way before.

Y/n didn’t understand why he was acting so pathetic about a simple dance that meant nothing, and even more why he wanted to ki-…

Y/n froze as he thought, he could hear his dread pumping in his ears.

‘Oh…’

He began to bite and pick at his nails for comfort, ignoring the pressing issue at hand. He was too dazed he didn’t realize blood was oozing out of his fingers.

He got up and washed his hands with cold water.

As he wraps his fingers up he lets out a sad exhale.

“Of course this would happen… what am I going to do.” Y/n muttered

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rustycopper4use · 1 year ago

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It’s Always Been You Pt 6

(Kyoya x Male Reader)

Chapter six

-The Grade School Host Is The Naughty Type!-

A young boy wanders the Ouran academy’s many hallways, he wasn’t the usual highschool student shown by his dark green elementary uniform.

He finally heads to a door, and anxiously opens the door. He gets greeted by a rush of rose petals, he stumbled and fell backwards.

“Welcome to the Ouran Host club!”

The host club is adorned in Arabian style clothing.

“Oh it’s just a kid.” Hikaru spoked.

“Not only that, it’s just a boy.” Kaoru adds on.

“What’s wrong little boy? Did you come into my palace in search of something?” He spoke, reeking of confidence, the jewelry scattered about his body, shining.

The boy stands back up, looks at the blonde.

“Uh.. are you the king of this place?” The boy asked.

Tamaki’s eyes briefly widened.

“Well are you?” The boy repeated.

“Come closer lost one,” Tamaki said, as the boy walked towards him.

“What was it you just called me, little boy?”

“The king.” The boy responded.

Tamaki sighs dramatically.

“Ah, the king! Yes I am the king of the Ouran Host Club!” He celebrates, twirling around starry eyed.

“I’m an elementary fifth year, Shiro Takaoji!” The boy states, causing Tamaki to stop.

“I want the host club king to take me on as an apprentice!” He spoke, pointed at a shocked Tamaki.

The host club is now officially opened, filled with guests.

“Oh my Tamaki, you have an apprentice?” A girl questioned.

“Yes, he’s still in elementary school, but I like the fire in his eyes.” Tamaki calmly spoke.

“But are you sure it’s really okay for a young boy to become a host?” A girl worries.

“Why wouldn’t it be? Love has nothing to do with age. Take us for an instance, whenever I look at you, my heart starts pounding,” He leaned closer to the guests face.

“Suddenly, I feel no different than a love-sick little boy.”

“Oh, Tamaki..” the girl dreamily sighed.

The boy is right next to the two and glaring intently.

“Don’t you think it’s weird he’s making a kid observe him close up like that?” Haruhi question.

“It’s not the weirdest thing Tamaki has done.” Y/n shrugged.

“There is a theory that people are considered more beautiful the closer they’re viewed. Tamaki seems to live by that theory.” Kyoya spoked, writing in his notebook.

“Well, let’s leave them alone.”

A cry runs across the room.

“A carp!” One of Tamaki's guests shirks.

“Oh, don’t listen to him, he’s just a kid. You know how kids are, they can’t help but be honest.” Tamaki anxiously spoke.

“Honest!” The girl yells even more hurt at Tamaki’s idiocy.

“But that’s just his opinion! I wouldn’t say you looked like a carp, and even if you were you’d be the most beautiful carp of them all.” Tamaki spoke, digging his grave deeper.

“So I am a carp!” The girl cried.

“That’s not what I meant..” Tamaki sweats.

The girl runs off crying, calling Tamaki an idiot.

The boy rolls his eyes at the girl and sits down.

“Man what a crybaby.”

Hikaru walks over to the irritated blonde.

“So how’s it going boss? That’s an adorable little apprentice you got there.” He teased.

“Hikaru.. Do you wish you had a younger brother like Shiro.” Kaoru quietly mumbles.

Hikaru embraced his twin.

“Don’t be silly. I could search the globe and I’d never find a better brother than you, Kaoru.”

“Hikaru..”

The girls squealed, at the display.

“It’s forbidden brotherly love!”

Shiro backs up in disgust.

“They’re homos! And they’re brothers! That makes this totally insectuous!” As he backs up

“You mean incestuous” Tamaki corrects.

Honey pulls the boy to the side and jumps on his back.

“Hey Shiro-chan! Wanna have a piece of cake with me? We got all kinds!”

Shiro pushes honey off, and turns to look at him.

“Hey back off! What grade are you even in anyways? And why are you wearing a highschool uniform?” Shiro spoked.

Mori walks to Honey, towering over Shiro.

“Something wrong Mitsukuni?” He quietly spoked.

“That’s not fair! A little kid like you isn’t supposed to have a cooler older friend like him!” Shiro yells, and ends up bumping into Y/n and Haruhi, who is holding a tray of teacups.

“Are you alright? I know it’s kinda hard getting used to all the weird stuff that goes around here, it took me a while to adjust to the craziness, so don’t freak out, I’m sure you’ll get used to it.” Haruhi kindly smiled.

But the boy only stared intensely at the two.

Y/n furrows his brows and tilts his head.

“Something wrong?” Y/n looked at the boy.

“Are you a crossdresser?” He rudely asked.

“Excuse me?” Y/n, baffled at the boy's manners.

The twins and Tamaki rush in trying to conceal Haruhi’s secret.

“Okay that’s enough, I think Shiro should take care of the tea for us! Don’t you?” Tamaki nervously spoke.

Hikaru begins to pat Haruhi’s head.

“Wow Haruhi you’re looking extra manly today.”

Kaoru also begins patting Haruhi’s head.

“Now do what the boss says and let Shiro take care of that tea set, it’s part of his training. You're too macho for tea sets.”

Haruhi signs and hands the tray towards the boy.

“Now be pretty careful with it, it’s quite heavy.” As the tray gets handed to Shiro, he immediately drops it, shattering every single cup.

“It’s not my fault I dropped it. It’s yours because you’re the one to make me take it in the first place.” Shiro spoke with the utmost entitlement .

“Say what?” Haruhi mumbled.

“Haruhi, that’s another one hundred thousand yen.” Kyoya appears, writing in his notebook.

“Huh?!” Haruhi yells.

“Hey you should make the crossdresser do your stupid chores! I’m not here to carry tea sets! I'm here to learn how to make women happy!” Shiro complained.

“I am not going to let you disrespect Haruhi. Put this brat in isolation!” Tamaki commands.

“You got it boss!” The twins pull a switch, and a metal cage falls and traps the boy inside.

“What’s going on here! Why’d you put me in a cage all of a sudden?” Shiro screams.

“Yeah and where did it come from? This is supposed to be a music room, right?” Haruhi nervously sweats

“What can I say, he had it coming.” Y/n joked.

Shiro hangs onto the bars.

“This is no way to treat your loyal apprentice! Now let me outta this cage!” He fussed, shaking the bars.

Tamaki calmly sips on tea.

“Not until you’ve learned your lesson. I made You my apprentice because I thought you were serious about becoming a host, but I guess I was wrong.” Tamaki sighed, glancing at the boy.

“I am serious! Totally serious!” The boy yells

Tamaki sips on his tea, ignoring the kid's pleas.

“I want you to teach me how to make women happy!” He falls on his knees.

“I’m gonna run out of time… Please won’t you teach me? You’re a host because you like girls. You like bringing a smile to a girl's face. That’s why you do it right? Please won’t you teach me to be like you? You're a genius at it. You’re the king!” Shiro pleads.

Tamaki’s eyes widened at the compliment.

“Well you may be a brat but I admire your desire to become a host, so I’ll teach you!” He exclaimed, now standing up.

“You know Shiro, you and I are so much alike.” Tamaki hugs himself.

“Your poor kid.” Haruhi muttered.

“You might want to aim higher, Shiro.” Y/n snickers.

“Then you’ll help me become the kind of man that can make any woman happy?” Shiro looked at Tamaki hopefully.

“Of course, making women happy is the purpose of being a host. If this is what you really want, Shiro, then you’ll have to figure out how to use the material you already have.” Tamaki explained.

“What does that mean?” Shiro asked.

“You see, here at the Ouran Host Club our policy is to use our individual personality traits to meet the needs of the guest.” Kyoya looks at the boy.

“For example there is Tamaki, who is the princely type. There’s the silent type. The Boy-Lolita type. The Little-Devil. The Space Cadet. And the cool type.” Kyoya lists, as everyone groups together in front of Shiro.

“It’s all about variety. And now our group is complete with the addition of Haruhi, the natural.”

“The natural?” Haruhi points to herself.

“It would seem right now we have a perfect blend of characteristics. So it’s going to be difficult to find a new type for Shiro.” Kyoya continues.

“If you go by age, he should be the boy Lolita type.” Hikaru states.

“But Honey-senpai already got that covered.” Kaoru joins

Honey bursts into tears, and hugs usa-chan.

“Is he gonna replace me?”

A motor goes off, and gears grind against each other, revealing Renge on the platform.

“Oh come on, is that all you’ve got?” Renge's voice echoes across the room.

“What’s up with this place? It’s supposed to be a music room!” Haruhi complained.

Renge sighs at the group.

“Sorry to interrupt, gentleman but what’s with the lackluster character analysis? I must say I’m quite disappointed, I thought I taught you better.”

“Alright then Miss manger, how would you work Shiro into our collection of characters? He can’t be the boy Lolita because Honey has already got that covered.” Tamaki holds up a crying honey, similar to how you would hold a cat.

“You just don’t get it do you? Now listen up! There are plenty of girls out there who have a thing for younger boys or boys with baby faces. These would be called Shota fans. Now Shota can be a fairly broad category. So it’s important to know that the genre can be broken down into many smaller sub-categories. For example, Shota fans, with an interest in Lolita boys, would favor a boy like Haninozuka-senpai, but this boy is different if I had to pick a character for him…”

Renge thinks for a moment before pointing at Shiro.

“Yes! He’s the Naughty Boy Type without a doubt!” She confirmed.

“The Naughty Type?” Shiro questions as the cage surrounding him lifts up.

Training drills begin, with Renge blowing a whistle for every drill, and Shiro's patience grows thinner by the minute, he’s now covered in fake sharpie scars and bandages.

And before his torture to go any farther, he finally had enough.

“Agh! I’ve had enough of you people! This is so stupid, none of this is gonna make her happy.” Shiro gritted his teeth and ran out the club's doors.

“Wait Shiro, we haven't taught you how to apply the techniques you’ve learned yet!” Tamaki yells.

Renge’s motor turns on as she takes back down.

“I swear, younger boys are good for nothing, I went through all of the trouble of training him and he calls it quits!” She complains before disappearing.

“I can’t believe he just ditched us just because he didn’t like the lesson. What a selfish little brat!” He complains.

“There aren’t many people who would like that sort of lesson. But never mind that, did you hear what he just said?” Haruhi states.

‘I’m gonna run out of time. Please won’t you teach me?’

“What do you think it means by that… maybe it’s a girl?” Haruhi spoke, thinking out loud.

A few hours pass and the host club is now in an elementary-Middle school building.

“How did we let them talk us into this?” Haruhi questioned. Now wearing a middle school uniform and a long brown wig.

“It’ll be okay Haru-chan, it was so easy to sneak in, and wearing this uniform makes me really look like I’m in elementary school.” Honey whispered. He was now wearing the same uniform as Chiro.

“Yeah you do.. I can understand why they wanted you to wear an elementary school uniform, I mean we are sneaking into an elementary school and you totally fit in senpai. What I don’t understand is why they made me dress up in a middle school uniform.”

“Why did we even bother with disguises, we stick out like a sore thumb.” Haruhi complained, as Tamaki peered through a door.

“Oh there’s a reason, a damn good reason.”

Honey pulls Haruhi by the hand.

“This way Haru-chan!”

“Isn’t she just the cutest!” The twins swoon.

Tamaki sighs dreamily.

“Oh look at her in that mini skirt!” Tamaki slightly blushes.

“Haruhi looks like a wittle doll.”

“So basically you just wanted to see her dress up like that?” Kyoya states.

Y/n laughs, as Tamaki sweats.

As Haruhi and Honey open a classroom, the rest of the club follows.

“So the kid's empty classroom is it?” Tamaki spoke while looking around.

“This sure takes me back.” The twins state.

“I wonder if the doodles are still on my desk.” Hikaru looks at the top of the desks.

“Doubtful, the school changes out the desks every year.” Kyoya spoke.

Haruhi is irritated by the group.

“Let’s check out the cafeteria after this.”

“I want to see the old gym.”

“Hey, if you guys are just gonna barge in here like that then why’d we wear these stupid disguises.” Haruhi half whispered.

“Don’t worry about it, no one is going to catch us.” Hikaru looks towards Haruhi.

Footsteps echoed throughout the hall, getting closer each step.

Haruhi gasps and the rest of the club crouches between the desks.

“If the teacher find us-“

“We’re gonna have a hard time explaining why we snuck in.” The twins spoke.

Haruhi puts her finger to her lips and shushes.

“Shut up you guys! Just keep your lips zipped.” She makes a zipping gesture.

The twins, and Tamaki blushed.

Haruhi discretely looks out the door.

“It’s alright, he’s gone but if you guys we came here to get the scoop on Shiro.” She reminded the group, now standing.

“So what do you think we should do now?”

Kyoya stared at a framed photo hung on the wall.

“Well here is something interesting.”

All the hosts look over to kyoya.

Y/n walked towards him.

“What did you find?”

Kyoya points towards the photo, in it was Shiro and a girl playing piano.

“Oh hey that’s Shiro.” Y/n looked.

“So he’s in the classical music club.” Kyoya states with a knowing smile.

“He looks like he’s enjoying himself. Never thought I could see him this happy.” Y/n softly smiled.

The club's hosts make their way to the music room.

“There he is! There’s Shiro-chan!” Honey spoked excitedly.

Shiro was sitting in a window sill, looking out the window.

A young girl walks up to Shiro holding a music sheet.

“Excuse me… Takaoji? I’m sorry, but have you been practicing tye new piece Teacher gave us?” She stammered, hugging the sheet to her chest.

“The new piece? Not really.” Shiro answered, looking at the girl.

“If you want I can show it to you. Do you want to come play it with me?” She hopefully asked.

“No thanks, you go ahead. After all there’s only one grand piano. You should use it Kamishiro.”

Hina smiled.

“Thank you, I will then!” She closes her eyes.

“And if you want to join me, just let me know.” She giggles slightly, and sits down at the piano, and begins playing.

Shiro closes his eyes and listens to Hina’s playing.

A little girl walks out the music room.

“Pardon me mademoiselle.” Tamaki politely spoke. And the girl turns to look at him, as he offers a white rose.

“I’ve never seen a rose more lovely than you my dear.. here.” Tamaki hands the rose to the girl.

“I was wondering if you could tell me anything about the lady playing piano there?”

“That’s Hina Kamishiro, but you better now fall in love with her.” The girl states.

“Why?” Tamaki asked.

“Didn’t you know? Hina has to move soon. Her dad just got a new job in Germany. They will move there by the end of the week.”

Shiro rushed out of the room noticing the club.

“What'd you think you’re doing?! I want you idiots to leave!” He yelled.

Tamaki looks at him before picking him up and throwing him over his shoulder. And walks away with the host following.

Shiro screams and hits Tamaki, trying to leave his grasp.

“It’s time to go gentlemen!” He announced.

“First we put him in a cage and now we are kidnapping him. I think we hit a new low.” Y/n causally spoke, following the club.

Shiro gets placed back in the host club, as Tamaki scolds the boy, he pulls back a curtain revealing a piano.

“Wait a minute… since when did we have a piano?” Haruhi muttered.

“It’s a music room, why wouldn’t there be a piano?” Y/n smirked.

The rest of the club chimes in agreement.

The host room is quickly decorated, with a piano in the middle of the room, and when Hina arrived, she’s greeted by the hosts dressed in all white suits, and Tamaki pulls an empty chair for the piano

“If you please, princess.” Tamaki spoke.

Shiro, and Hina play the piano, finally finding his own way to her heart.

“It’s really incredible how Tamaki puts his entire heart into helping people.” Y/n calmly whispered only for Kyoya to hear, watching the two play piano.

Kyoya looks at Y/n who is mesmerized by piano.

He smiled

“It truly is.”

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