#kyoya CAN throw it back but not in public

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Hikaru Hitachiin||SFW Alphabet

A/N: Will this include Hikaru slander? Yes. Hikaru stans come get ur food, enjoy!

Word Count: 2219

A: Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Hikaru shows affection physically. He’s much too prideful to admit (bar the rare and private confessions of adoration and love) his love for you through words or actions and he prefers to receive instead of give gifts. But a little arm around your shoulder, holding your hand in his pocket, small pecks on the cheek and you more than know how much Hikaru loves you.

B: Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Hikaru likely becomes best friends with you via pranks. He takes note of you when you catch him trying to mess with Tamaki and give him a few pointers on how to better scare the poor blonde. From there, it’s history.

C: Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Hikaru loves to cuddle. He becomes especially clingy at night at which point all he wants to do is hold you. When he’s away from you, he still prefers to cuddle with something so he’ll substitute you for a pillow. Not the same but it gets the job done until he can return home to you and get wrapped up in your arms again.

D: Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Hikaru likes the idea of settling down. He’d definitely want to head to the countryside or somewhere mountainous that’s surrounded by beaches. He likes the thought of you and him being together in your own little pocket of the world. As for cooking and cleaning, he can’t do either and has no interest in doing so, so he’d probably pay a few servants to do the work for him.

E: Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

If Hikaru had to break up with you, it’d likely be the result of both of you needing to part ways so that you can work on yourselves before trying to give the relationship another shot. Hikaru generally acts unaffected (and depending on the length of your relationship, he is) but deep down he resolves to become better for you.

F: Fiance(e) (How would they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He doesn’t really like the idea of marriage because he views it as an expensive mess that ends in an even more expensive divorce. He does like the idea of spending his life with you but if yall ever got married he might just get a pre-nup. Overall though, he’s not really the sort for marriage, the legal part of it especially gives him anxiety, and to be honest, when he knows that he’s committed to you, it just is. Loving and being with you becomes as natural as breathing for him.

G: Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Hikaru isn’t really gentle at all. Like he definitely tries to be soft and tender with you but also he likes to pinch your butt when you walk past, and really is he so terrible for that? (Kind of, that shit be hurtin mf)

H: Hugs( Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Please hug Hikaru, he won’t ask for it or initiate aside from throwing his arm around your waist/shoulder. He craves your hugs and whenever you hug him it’s like the clouds part and a rainbow shines down onto your relationship. Hikaru’s hugs, as a result of his refusal to just ask for a hug, are always a little clingy, desperate to hold you tight to him for as long as possible.

I: I love you (How fast do they say the L-word)

One of Hikaru’s biggest regrets is how fast he said ‘I love you’. It was spur of the moment and he didn’t mean it, he just thought he had to say it because you’d both been dating for 3 months and he just straight up didn’t mean it. The look on your face was filled with so much joy that he feels disgusted with himself whenever he thinks back to it. Now every time he says he loves you, he tries his hardest to make sure that you understand just how much he means it. He never wants you to doubt the depth of his devotion for you.

J: Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous)

He and Kaoru are already getting that gleam in their eye. In all seriousness though, he gets really pouty and everything becomes a competition between him and the person he’s jealous of. It’s like, “Oh, you’re on track to become an olympic class track runner? That’s cool I guess, what’s really impressive is the fact that I’m 5′9″. It’s embarrassing for both of you, and you just apologize for him before walking away, dragging him along with you.

K: Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Hikaru’s kisses are a lot like him in the sense that they’re exciting with a hint of trouble. Hikaru enjoys flustering you by kissing you in as many public places as passionately as possible before walking off and acting like everything’s all normal. He likes to smirk into kisses and his kisses are so intense that most times they turn into makeout sessions despite neither of you really planning it.

L: Little ones (How are they around children)

Hikaru is kid of awkward around kids. He doesn’t really care too much for them and so whenever they’re around, he tends to just hand them off to the nearest person who cares for children. He genuinely doesn’t know what to do so if he’s left alone with a kid he’ll just kinda stare and ask if they need food or something.

M: Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Mornings with Hikaru are sweet but stressful. Hikaru has an alarm that plays music and sends confetti instead of a more traditional one, and while Hikaru’s used to the sound of his alarm clock, you aren’t, and sleep right through it. Does Hikaru think ‘oh maybe I should wake Y/N up?’ Nope. He just sits there and stares at you until you naturally wake up on your own. You wake up so peacefully and stare at him until you get a glimpse at the time and start panicking and yelling at him for not waking you up sooner. 

N: Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights with Hikaru are the calmest you’ll ever see him. He’s very sleepy and gets 1000% clingier. Whether it’s wrapping his arms and legs around you as he sleeps or you letting him sit on your lap while he applies both your and his face mask, nighttime Hikaru is just a clingy sweetheart trying to make up for a day of him acting like he’s not fully in love with you.

O: Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Hikaru is a very layered person. Just when you think you’ve discovered something about him, you actually just barely scratched the surface. He tries to be more and more open with you, hiding less from you. But it’s not exactly easy to break his habit of not/fear of being open.

P: Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Hikaru is a little brat, which means if he doesn’t get his way he will resort to mischief and then angry pouting. He gets angry kind of easily but he’s just gotten good at hiding it. Over the course of his relationship with you, he does start to chill out a bit, not getting his way doesn’t bother him as much anymore.

Q: Quizzes (How much would they remember about you?  Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Hikaru remembers weird bits of information about you at the strangest and most inopportune moments. Like you’ll be talking to Kyoya while Hikaru is talking with his clients and he’ll just suddenly remember mid-act that you were like school council president at your elementary school or something and completely freeze and break character. 

R: Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

His favorite moment in your relationship (although this was technically before the two of you were together) was after the host club’s ball, you walked up to him like “I know the party’s over but may I have this dance.” He accepted of course and you both danced the night away. Just thinking about that day sends butterflies running through his stomach and he swoons for you all over again.

S: Security (How protective are they? How would they like to be protected?)

Hikaru is super protective over you. If he’s out and about with you somewhere and he feels like you’re in danger (not too common but always a risk with him being rich), he’s activating emergency defense protocol procedures. He’s also kinda dramatic about it like if you bump into the edge of the coffee table he’ll laugh at you but then while you aren’t looking, he’s calling to have the whole table removed. Have mercy on whoever decides to bother you though because he and Kaoru are not above jumping.

T: Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Hikaru puts a lot of effort into your dates, he enjoys the challenge of trying to one up his last attempt as well as trying to surprise you each time. He’s not really the type to give gifts unless they’re in the form of clothes, but he’d much rather get gifts than give them. He does get a little upset if he starts feeling like he’s the only one trying so shake things up by surprising him instead (wipe that all-knowing grin off his face). Despite the fact that he’ll try to act like he doesn’t try that hard, he really does want to impress you and he tries his hardest to do so.

U: Ugly (What are some bad habits of theirs? (I’m gonna add arguments here because they aren’t on the prompt list I found))

A bad habit of Hikaru’s is that he has a tendency to try and pick fights. No matter where this stems from, he tends to try and bait you into fights or disagreements. He doesn’t even realize that he does this until you point it out to him. (Well honestly you pointed it out, then in disbelief he went and asked the host club at which point, they agreed, and he was left in shock at their lack of hesitation).

V: Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Hikaru, like Tamaki, is obsessed with his looks. He often lies and says that it’s Kaoru who’s obsessed with looks, but Hikaru goes absolutely feral if someone so much as touches any of his beauty products. He honestly doesn’t even want you to touch them unless you’re coming back from buying his stuff at the store.

W: Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

At first, Hikaru kinda treats your relationship with him like an exchange. He’s terrified you’re only interested in him for his looks or his money and so he does everything possible to make you stay because he was scared of what it would be like to be a person without you. He does break out of that dependent mindset eventually though. To be completely honest, you both probably break up because of Hikaru’s dependent tendencies and only get back together once both of you grew without the other for a while.

X: (E)xes (Any previous relationship experience. How does that factor into your current relationship?)

 Hikaru has absolutely no relationship experience as he’s spent the last however may years of his life fending off all potential interaction with people who weren’t Kaoru with a stick.

Y: Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner)

Hikaru’s only real turn-offs are people with no sense of style. Of course, it’s not a huge deal breaker but you pretty much have to be ok with being Hikaru’s personal doll. He also really dislikes boring people, like if your life can be summed up in a resume, he’s skipping past you. Another thing that he looks for in his partner is, obviously, the ability to tell the difference between him and his twin. If you can’t do that, he’s already written you off completely.

Z: Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

Hikaru sleeps fully and completely in the nude, like no boxers or anything. Initially, it was kind of a joke/ look at me thing but now he can’t help himself. Now, it’s fine between the two of you now, but the first time you spent the night at Hikaru’s house, only to find he’d somehow stripped all the way down in his sleep come morning, was...surprising to say the least. (You couldn’t look him in the eye for almost a month afterwards)

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heyy!! first off i hope you’re having a lovely day/night and are taking care of yourself :) i noticed your requests were open buuut i don’t exactly know how your requests work or your rules for requests and such so if any of this sounds unappealing to you then feel free to disregard it!!

i was wondering if you could do (headcanons or drabbles, whichever is more comfortable for you) for the hosts and how they would react if an s/o had an encounter with a toxic ex??

sorry if it’s troublesome but you’re one of the few people i’ve seen on here who write for ohshc and i recently had a run in with one of my, not so pleasant ex’s, and i’m still a bit shaken up by it. and once again no pressure or anything and if this doesn’t sound like something you’d want to do or isn’t something you take then feel free to ignore this :)

ty for your time love <3

Hi anon! Your request was so polite and lovely, it really made my morning :) my requests work just like this! Unless I post a prompt list or something, feel free to just slide in and send me a prompt! I have a stash of my own I’m working on but I always want to hear from you all and I’m always looking for ideas!

Thanks for sending this in! I really like this idea; it really showcases each of the hosts’ personalities. I’m sorry you had a bad run-in with your ex. I hope you take the time you need to find peace and comfort away from them, and I want you to remember that you are worthy of all the pure love in the world. I’m recovering from a toxic relationship too, so my messages are open if you need someone to talk to 💖

I listened to “You should be sad” by Halsey while listening to this.

Hosts running into your toxic ex:

Tamaki: 

1. Tamaki’s greatest wish in life is to have a family. A whole, complete, loving, annoying family. He made that happen at Ouran, and he wants to make it happen with you, too. When he loves, he loves with all his soul.

2. So he doesn’t understand why partners cheat. It literally astounds him. You’re in a relationship with this beautiful person you love, and you’re going to throw it all away?

3. So when he sees your ex and remembers all the things you told him they did to you, it takes everything in him not to go up to them and just tell them off.

4. You’re out shopping when you see them, and you silently duck behind Tamaki’s tall frame.

5. He instantly perks up and asks you to point out who it is, keeping you hidden behind him. 

6. When you show him, he pulls you to his chest and wraps his arms around you, burying your face in his shirt so you can’t see them.

7. Petting your hair and whispering sweet assurances in your ear.

8. “You’re with me now. You don’t have to be afraid.”

9. “They don’t deserve you. They never did.”

10. “You make me so happy. I would never dream of hurting you.”

11. “I’ll never leave you.”

12. You stay cuddled in his chest until your ex passes, with Tamaki sending them a death glare until they’re out of sight.

13. Tamaki buys you anything you want to help you forget about it.

Kyoya:

1. RIP to the person that hurt you, because he will ensure their demise

2. When you first tell him about your ex, he will do a little background research on them and learn their habits to make sure whenever you go out that you don’t run in to them

3. However, one day you do happen to run into them

4. Kyoya curses himself for not doing more research

5. You try to act like everything is normal, but he notices

6. The only thing keeping him from sicing his bodyguards on them is the tight grip you have on his hand

7. You go off to the bathroom to catch your breath and clear your head

8. He goes right up to them and threatens them within an inch of their life

9. “Listen here you bastard. I know everything about you. I know your SSN. I know where you live and what you like to do. If you ever, ever hurt them or go near them again, I will not hesitate to make your life a living hell.”

10. He scares them off

11. And when you come out of the bathroom and see they’re gone, you know he did something

12. “What did you do?”

13. “Don’t worry, I took care of them.”

Haruhi:

1. She will also give them a piece of her mind

2. She’s not one to take insults lying down

3. She yelled at Yoshio Ootori, after all

4. And those men in ep. 8

5. She won’t embarrass you or make a scene

6. But if they happen to walk too close to you

7. She might stick out her foot

8. They might “trip”

9. And end up with a broken nose

10. Oh whoops how could that have happened

11. But she will lovingly rub your back to help you calm down

12. And will make you your favorite food for dinner that night

Hikaru:

1. That boy is a little ball of anger anyways

2. So Heaven help if you ex sees you two together

3. The night you told him everything about your ex, he held you until you fell asleep

4. And silently promised you and himself that he would make them pay for hurting you

5. Hikaru has two modes

6. FIGHT

7. And

8. JEALOUS

9. You have to l i t e r a l l y hold him back when you see them in public

10. He will go buck wild on their ass

11. If your ex is male, he will tear him to pieces

12. He will knock them on their sorry ass and punch them until they regret the day they were born

13. Lights out mf

14. He is so furious that this person hurt you--you, the one he loves more than anyone in the entire world--that he will not stop fighting until the guy is bleeding from every orifice

15. You’re embarrassed at first

16. But you kinda like the lengths he went to to protect your honor

17. If your ex is a girl

18. He was raised to never hit a woman

19. So he will just glare at her so hard she’s sure to be seeing stars

20. And wrap his arms around you and give you a kiss to make it obvious that you are his

21. Once they’re gone, he keeps you wrapped in his arms to give you a steady anchor

22. With whispered promises of “I will always be here”

23. And kisses pressed into your hair

Kaoru:

1. Kaoru doesn’t get enough mischievous credit

2. Remember the refreshing battle? He can pull a few tricks even without Hikaru around

3. Sure, he’s more quiet and reserved than his brother

4. But if your ex even dares to show their face when he’s around

5. Then he will make it obvious who you are currently dating

6. As soon as your ex sees you he will pull you into a makeout session

7. Doesn’t matter where you are

8. School

9. Mall

10. Hitachiin fundraiser event

11. He doesn’t care

12. Sloppy, sloppy makeout session

13. He will kiss you so hard that you forget your ex is even around

14. If you’re comfortable with it, his hands will wander, just to prove the point

15. While he enjoys kissing you because you’re you, he also wants to show your ex how much you upgraded

16. Because now you’re dating a person who is protective of you and loves you with his whole heart

17. And isn’t afraid to show it

18. And who wants nothing but your love in return

Mitsukuni:

1. Dead. 

2. Plain and simple.

3. Dead.

4. Mitsukuni will see that this person makes you sad

5. And they’ll probably end up in a dungeon somewhere

6. Never seen or heard from again

7. And then he’ll just pop back up with you

8. “Where did you go?”

9. “Bakery!”

10. *slyly washes his hands of the remains*

11. Buys your silence with ice cream

Takashi:

1. Ya know that meme??? The “haha, I’m in danger” meme?

2. Yeah, that’s your ex when Takashi gets his hands on them

3. He knows you wouldn’t want much attention brought to it

4. But he feels the way your hand tenses when you see them

5. He sees the way you freeze when they walk by

6. He knows just how awful they were to you

7. And so that night when you get home, he sits down with you and untangles every knotted string connecting your heart with that person

8. He listens to you talk, holds you when you cry, and helps you figure out the healthiest way to cope with what that relationship did to you

9. He runs his fingers through your hair as you snuggle against his chest, feeling warm and safe and loved and cared for

10. You fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat

11. He is extra nice to you the next day

12. He knows you’re still healing

13. He’s just glad you’ve allowed him there for the ride

14. He does research to find the best ways to help you heal

15. Buys books and watches TedTalks and attends online forums

16. He brings up therapy as gently as he can

17. And points to his research saying it might help

18. And he’ll go with you if you want

19. Or he will support you from afar if you want to go alone

20. All that matters is that he’s there beside you for the journey

21. He will never let that person near you ever again

22. And if they ever show up

23. His fists will make them regret the day they ever hurt you

You inspired me to write a whole one-shot with some of the hosts! I’ll put that out soon. Thanks for the suggestion, anon :) <3

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The Ootori princess

Chapter 8: Sister knows best

Tw: discussions of trauma, implied abuse, implied transphobia

Yuuichi was incredibly pleased with how the day had gone, especially with how Kyoya had gotten to spent time with the hosts. The meeting he had that day wasn't nearly as enjoyable, father had been there, and although the meeting was perfectly pleasant, Yuuichi couldn't help but think about how that man had been treating Kyoya for years. Father seemed oblivious for Yuuichi's hatred, or at least chose to ignore it. In father's eyes, Yuuichi could do no wrong- he was the heir after all.

Yuuichi hated that sentiment, especially when, after the meeting, father had asked if Kyoya was behaving- not if he was doing well, or if he was happy, no: if he was behaving. It turned Yuuichi's stomach to realise that was how father saw the kid, that was how father assumed everyone saw Kyoya. He had informed father that Kyoya's was very happy and was doing well, it was disgusting how father looked skeptical.

But Yuuichi had almost forgotten that when he sat down with Kyoya and Kyoya's friends for some food. It was sweet how Kyoya had fallen asleep with a hen on his lap, it had amused Yuuichi greatly and clearly it had amused the hosts as well. At that moment, Yuuichi sat in his office, going over paperwork, he didn't really care for this stuff, he couldn't help but worry about Kyoya- oh and he had good reason to worry. The Souh child had mentioned Kyoya wearing dresses twice at school, and Yuuichi simply had to pray that his baby brother hadn't gotten mocked for it. He wondered once again why Kyoya kept dressing like that, it always seemed in situations where none of the family could see too… Yuuichi hoped Kyoya knew that he at least would support him through anything.

This paperwork, it was just some boring admin work for a few of the family hospitals, and some signing of papers for the new wellness centre- Kyoya and his friends had tested it for them just this year, and now it was going to open. Yuuichi thought it might be nice to bring Kyoya and maybe a friend or two on a nice week or maybe weekend there, but it wouldn't be open for a little while; there were still a few kinks to work out.

After he finished the paperwork, it was half past eleven at night, he sighed, glancing at his coffee, he should probably turn in for the night. He approached Kyoya's room, knocking gently on the door before peering around the door, he saw the hosts all sat around the room, talking. Yuuichi didn't know what they'd been talking about, as they had become silent when he entered. He smiled at all of them, "you guys should probably start turning in for the night, I'm going to bed now myself. Oh, and Fujioka? Can I speak with you in the morning? I have some questions." He figured since Kyoya never had that dress before going shopping with the commoner boy, that it must be where he got it from, he may as well ask.

The commoner nodded, though, like the others, he looked confused. Kyoya was clearly racking his brain for reasons Yuuichi might have to speak with the commoner, it seemed he couldn't find one. "Goodnight then." He smiled again before ducking back out of the room and continuing to his own.

Laying in bed, Yuuichi thought about how he always thought Kyoya looked much more natural in more feminine clothing, how when Kyoya was very little, they used to play games- princesses and dragons… Kyoya always wanted to play the princess just like Fiyumi, taking the little pointy hat from her and running around in a too-large shirt. He had never thought much of it; of course Kyoya would want to be like Fiyumi, Yuuichi certainly wasn't the best role model. The more and more he thought about it, however, he wondered if there was more to it then that, he'd seen Kyoya wearing that dress after all…

Yuuichi was not a morning person, none of the family were. He did manage to drag himself out of bed though, heading to the kitchen to find Yuki already awake, making a large amount of scrambled eggs. She smiled at him, "awake already sir? I have to tell you that one of your brother's friends came down here at five am, asking for cake. Is it alright that I let him have the rest of the cake?"

"Oh that's odd," Yuuichi started making some coffee, amused by Kyoya's friends' antics, "sure, I don't mind." He decided to make more coffee, for Kyoya and his friends. Maddie entered the kitchen at that point, smiling and nodding to them. Yuuichi returned the smile, raising his mug, "morning Maddie, could you go wake Kyoya and his friends for him? Thank you."

Maddie nodded, "alright, I'll get to doin that then, you got the coffee ready sir?" Yuuichi handed her the tray and she headed back out of the kitchen, likely to Kyoya's room.

Yuuichi sat down, sipping his coffee as Yuki put a plate of eggs in front of him. "Thank you, Yuki. Once you're done with your duties you may take the rest of the day off."

"Oh! Thank you sir!!" She beamed, clearly happy by this news as she rides to complete her duties in record time. Yuuichi knew that she'd mostly be spending the day playing video games, that or watching other people play video games- Yuuichi never understood how that was fun for anyone but each to their own he supposed.

Kyoya and his friends came downstairs after a while, happily eating the eggs they were given. Kyoya was quiet, grumbling under his breath about having to wake up. The others seemed happy though, laughing and chatting and greeting Yuuichi with glee, Yuuichi was glad Kyoya had such nice friends.

He had pulled the commoner aside just like he said he would, sighing, he looked down at him, "did Kyoya get his dress from you?"

The boy paused, looking up at Yuuichi in concern. It was clear that the common boy was taking the defensive stance, "there's nothing wrong with him experimenting." The boy's tone was harsh and biting, Yuuichi realised the only experience this boy had had with Kyoya's family was witnessing father hit him…

He put his hands up, taking a step back, "I didn't say there was, I just wanted to know if you gave it to him, what else do you know?" He sighed, "I'm so sorry if you perceive me as a threat, but I just want to support my brother. Is there anything you can tell me?"

Haruhi looked so surprised, but smiled softly, "of course sir, I was throwing away some old feminine clothes and senpai had argued that it 'wasn't' feminine so I told him he could take it. He hasn't actually told me anything but he did keep asking me about how gender works, so I do have to wonder." He reached out and put a hand on Yuuichi's arm, "I'm glad Kyoya has someone he can look to for comfort, we all worry about him."

Yuuichi was equally as glad that Kyoya had friends, the idea of Kyoya being supported and cared for. He smiled down at the boy, "thank you, I hope you also look out for him." Haruhi nodded and Yuuichi sighed with relief, "thank you."

Kyoya was once again spending the day with his friends, they were heading out for the day so Yuuichi had an entire day to himself. He had a few days off so he did what any busy person does with a day off; he calls his sister.

"Hello?"

Fiyumi had picked up almost instantly and made Yuuichi smile, she was always so punctual. "Good morning Fiyumi, are you free today? Kyoya's out with his friends and I'm not working so did you want to go to the spa or something like that?"

"Oh yes! Akito did tell me that Kyoya moved in with you! How wonderful! Uh-huh," there was the sound of clicking- likely Fiyumi checking her schedule, "oh awesome! Yeah I've got the whole day free up until maybe five? 'Cause it's date night so me and my husband have a reservation somewhere really nice, he has yet to tell me where." She giggled softly, god, Yuuichi adored his little sister, "what spa did you want to go to? A nearby one?"

That was how Yuuichi found himself sitting in a sauna, discussing Kyoya with his sister. "-so I think he clings to you because you remind him of father but nicer," Fiyumi was probably right, Yuuichi nodded in agreement, she was so good at reading Kyoya.

"Yeah… enough about trauma, do you remember when we used to play princesses and dragons?"

Fiyumi nodded, brushing some hair out of her eyes, "yeah! And Kyoya always used to be a princess! He was such a sweet little kid…"

"He's been wearing dresses again."

"Huh? Has he?"

"Yeah," Yuuichi started, unsure if he should even be saying this, "he got a dress from his friend and I saw him wearing it in front of the mirror- he's gotten new hair clips too. Apparently he's worn dresses as part of his club activities too."

Fiyumi nodded slowly, "ok, so is that something we should be worried about?"

"Not really, I'm just glad he feels safe enough to explore himself like that…"

She chuckled softly, "you're his brother, he trusts you when you tell he's safe there." She very clearly pauses, examining his expression, "you are worried, aren't you, Yuui? You're worried Kyoya will find something whilst exploring and you won't be able to protect him from everyone who wouldn't like that. I'm right aren't I? I can tell."

…She was right, that was the one thing Yuuichi was scared of. His biggest fear was not being able to protect his siblings… and if Kyoya kept dressing the way he had in his room, even going so far as to do so in public… would Yuuichi be able to protect him? He hated how well Fiyumi could read him. Yuuichi nodded, sighing, "I just want to make sure he's safe…"

"I know Yuui, I know. I feel the exact same way, but you know… you've gotta give him some room, has he said anything about it to you yet?"

He shook his head, "no, he doesn't even know I saw him wearing the dress…"

Fiyumi paused, sighing heavily and massaging her temples. "Yuuichi…" He suddenly felt even more guilty, Fiyumi might be younger than him but she was always the more emotionally mature one. "Don't you dare mention that to anyone, ok? Ok good. Now Kyoya doesn't have to say anything to you if he doesn't want to, and nothing might come of this. But if he does say something then you still don't bring up what you saw, you take everything he says as gospel and you listen and give him the space he needs, ok? This is our baby brother, he deserves the safe space you promised him."

Yuuichi nodded, understanding that she was completely correct. He felt guilty when he realised he'd already tried to forcefully support Kyoya, what with the apron… god, he was stupid. He sighed, "you're right, you're always right. Thank you Fiyumi, I needed that."

"Just speaking my mind," she shrugs, smiling.

After the sauna and a deep tissue massage, they went to get lunch, sitting down in a lovely little café. They both got coffees and some food; Fiyumi ordered soup whilst Yuuichi got a small pie. It was nice to just sit and talk about everything and nothing. It seemed that Fiyumi had something on her mind, however, "I have to ask, how did father react when you told him you were taking Kyoya?"

Yuuichi paused, remembering the argument he'd had with father, "well… I'd been screaming at him for over an hour at that point, and I slammed the office door after telling him I was taking Kyoya so I'm not sure how he reacted," he chuckled lightly, remembering father's face, "I didn't give him the chance to."

Fiyumi's eyes sparkled at the thought of Yuuichi standing up to father and Yuuichi understood it completely- he remembered how hard his heart had hammered in his chest. "Woahh… you're so brave Yuui, I definitely wouldn't be able to talk back to father, let alone yell at him."

He didn't like it when Fiyumi downplayed her own confidence like that, he knew first hand how brave she could be. "Don't say that, Fiyumi, you're braver than you think."

"Thanks…"

[curedeity]

Summary: After a late night working, Hikaru and Tsubasa hang out, with Kyoya along for the ride. Quiet conversations are had in the dead of night. (These three deserved to hang out, fight me)

    Work was strewn across the table as Hikaru and Tsubasa shuffled through paper after paper. There were emails to be sent to publicity companies, bladers to invite, a stadium to reserve, hotels to contact for discounts for participants. Planning a tournament certainly was a monumental effort of organization.

    No matter how many tournaments Tsubasa had helped organize, he never really got used to the amount of work that came with them, and from the mounting frustration on Hikaru’s face, it was clearly the same for her.

    Hikaru sipped the cup of coffee in front of her, despite the fact that it was nearing midnight. The tournament would be in two weeks, and to stay on schedule she would need to start sending out notifications for the necessary tournament officials already. They’d need a nurse on scene, security, an announcer, etc. 

    Kyoya sat on the couch, every so often looking over at the duo and raising an eyebrow. Tsubasa had invited him to stay in his house while Kyoya prepared to participate in the tournament. When Kyoya had agreed though, he hadn't expected to watch this duo run themselves ragged every night. 

    Wasn’t his concern though, he continued to half-listen to whatever was playing on the television.

    “What do you think about using the Piffling Advertising Agency?” Tsubasa mumbled as he fumbled through some files on his computer.

    “I think they have a good enough track record,” Hikaru rubbed at her eyes as she tried to remember. So much about planning tournaments was just remembering past experiences, but her brain had begun to pull blanks. Who were the agencies that had done good work in the past? Which DJ was best for hometown crowds?

    Tsubasa hummed and started to type out an email to them. Thankfully, they already had a draft format for emails like this, and now he had to just fill in all the openings.

    Kyoya went over and grabbed a soda can from the fridge, popping it open and drinking as he watched the duo slowly try to focus on their computers. This was just a waste of time at this point. With a sigh, he resigned himself to having to get the duo to bed. “Yo,” he tried to get their attention, but they barely even flinched. “Yo!” He repeated again, slamming his hand down onto the table.

    In an instant Hikaru had her launcher pointed at him and Tsubasa had knocked a sheaf of papers off the table.

    “Take a break you two, you ain’t getting nothing done anymore,” Kyoya snarled at them.

    “The fuck was that for?” Hikaru hissed back at him, her chest heaving with uneven breaths. Tsubasa nodded in agreement as he turned to tiredly glare at Kyoya.

    “Listen, if you both want to stay up the next hour trying to write just a single email because you’re too tired to focus, that’s your choice, but you’d be using your time much better if you just slept.” Kyoya rolled his eyes at the two dumbasses. He would’ve thought that with the duo working for the WBBA they’d have learned how to manage a workload, but apparently not.

    Hikaru sighed as she realized the truth behind his statement and cast her eyes toward the clock. It was really time to just turn-in for the night, there was no way she could focus now.

    “You wanna stay here instead of having to get back to your apartment?” Tsubasa asked her. He gestured at the couch, indicating it was hers for the taking. This wouldn’t be the first time either had crashed at the other's house, they’d spent many nights up late working together, and getting home was a bit of a pain.

    Besides, Hikaru had been on the blading circuit for a while, she could fall asleep almost anywhere.

    Hikaru collapsed onto the couch while Tsubasa wandered into his room, Kyoya sat at the table to finish drinking his soda. The whole house fell into silence.

    But no one was able to fall asleep.

    Hikaru groaned as she sat up and turned back on the TV. If she couldn’t fall asleep, at least a break would still do her some good. She curled up and pulled a blanket over her limbs as she watched whatever was playing with bleary eyes.

    It seemed to be a romance movie. But there was also some magic going on, so maybe there would be some interesting action.

    “Can’t sleep either?” Tsubasa asked her as he joined her on the couch, having given up on getting his own rest.

    Hikaru flicked him. “I drank a shitton of coffee, what’s your excuse?”

    “Being an insomniac,” Tsubasa deadpanned. The bags underneath his eyes supported his claim.

    “Take some melatonin then,” Hikaru grumbled as she shared the blanket with him.

    Tsubasa hummed and ignored her. “What are we watching?”

    “Not whatever this is,” Kyoya interrupted, grabbing the remote and switching the channel. He was not going to put up with watching whatever crap that had been. Within a few seconds, he settled on a cheap spy movie.

    “Hey look Tsubasa, it’s you,” Hikaru commented as the spy got caught almost immediately.

    Tsubasa didn’t even have a response for that.

    Kyoya got up from the table and started moving around, shuffling through the junk that had begun collecting around the house. He wasn’t really tired either, but the movie couldn’t hold his attention span, and sitting around was grating on his nerves.

    “What even is that cell?” Tsubasa mumbled as the spy was thrown into what seemed to be the flimsiest jail cell ever. The bars were so far apart that it looked like a person could strut out of there, and the padlock at the door looked like a tap would open it.

    “Paper mache,” Hikaru guessed, her face perfectly flat.

    Kyoya rummaged through a collection of small bottles before lifting one up and wiggling it at Tsubasa. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you with nail polish on,” he commented.

    Tsubasa broke away from the TV and looked at what Kyoya was holding, his tired brain taking an extra second to process what had been said. “Yeah, I guess I haven’t been putting it on recently. Been too busy with everything. Used to wear nail polish often though,” Tsubasa shrugged.

    Hikaru wiggled out of the blankets and padded over to look at Tsubasa’s collection. She let out a low whistle. “Damn Tsubasa, you got a lot here.”

    Kyoya picked up as many bottles as he could hold and walked over to the ground in front of the couch, where he sat everything down. “Come on nerds, let me show you how to properly paint nails.”

    Tsubasa rolled his eyes and slid out from under the blanket to join Kyoya on the ground. Hikaru joined them as well, looking at Kyoya with a hint of teasing in her gaze.

    “Which of you wants to go first?” Kyoya asked, gazing at the rainbow of colors he had brought over.

    Tsubasa shrugged. “Sure, show me what you can do.”

    Kyoya pulled out a bottle of purple nail polish and began painting a thin first layer over each of Tsubasa’s fingers. His hands were surprisingly steady as he moved, with barely a drop of nail polish staining the skin. True artistry being performed in the dead of night.

    Hikaru had decided that braiding Tsubasa’s hair would be a good use of her time while she awaited her turn, even then she only had half her attention on it, the other half on the movie.

    The spy was now making plans with the prisoner in the cell next to his, who he seemed to be slowly falling in love with. Somehow, he still hadn’t broken out. Hikaru was pretty sure he could slip through the bars without a bit of effort.

    She stood up and went to heat up some popcorn for the group. Well, mostly for her because Tsubasa couldn’t eat with wet paint on his nails, and Kyoya wouldn’t want to get his grip oily. She laughed at the look of betrayal Tsubasa sent her when he figured that out.

    “You’re gonna want to eat the quick, ‘cause you’ll be up soon,” Kyoya grumbled as he applied the second layer to Tsubasa. “Eagle boy, you gotta stop picking at your nails, these are so uneven.”

    “Fuck off,” Tsubasa responded.

    Hikaru went into the bathroom and got a nail file for them, resisting the urge to throw it for emphasis. It was sharp, her brain reminded her, you cannot throw sharp things, that’s how people get stabbed and in the hospital.

    Tsubasa already had enough hospital trips under his belt.

    “Tsubasa, do you wear any other makeup?” She asked as settled back down beside him.

    He couldn’t shrug with his hands needing to remain still, so he purposefully kept his body motionless as he responded, “Some eyeshadow sometimes.”

    Kyoya rolled his eyes. “I think I remember seeing you once in that, please tell me you were just tired that day and that’s not normally how you put on eyeshadow, otherwise I’m going to have to confiscate it all from you until you learn to do it properly.”

    “I look amazing fuck you,” Tsubasa deadpanned.

    “I’m sure you do,” Hikaru agreed dryly, flicking his hair. “So, you the makeup expert here then Kyoya?”

    “Seems so, do you even wear makeup?” Kyoya asked.

    “Not often,” Hikaru replied. “I know how to put on a full face of makeup, but I don’t want to put in that much effort or want to look like that every day. I wear lipstick every once in a while though.”

    “On the days you go out for lunch with Madoka,” Tsubasa added in, shooting her a sly smile.

    Kyoya retracted the brush just in time for Hikaru to punch Tsubasa in the shoulder.

    The spy and the other captive seemed to have escaped their imprisonment and were now kissing on screen.

    “Put your hands back into place dumbass I’m almost done,” Kyoya huffed.

    “She’s the one who hit me!” Tsubasa protested as he did as he was told.

    Hikaru stuck her tongue out at him.

    In a few deft strokes, Kyoya completed his work, and Tsubasa lifted his hands up and started fanning them.

    “Alright, you’re next,” Kyoya gestured at Hikaru, and she and Tsubasa swapped places. “What color do you want?” He droned as he already was trying to think of what colors would go with her.

    “Blue,” Hikaru answered immediately, which came as no surprise to either of the boys in the room. Her entire wardrobe was made up of blues. “It’s a good color!” She defended herself as Tsubasa snickered.

    Kyoya pulled out a royal blue and began to get to work.

    The spy was now running through a base, a gun in his hands as he shot at the group of enemies. 

    “Is he even trying to be discreet?” Tsubasa critiqued, grabbing a few pieces of popcorn for himself. 

    “I dunno Tsubasa, you’re the only one of us who’s actually worked as a spy,” Hikaru said slyly.

    “Is that what spying’s like,” Kyoya deadpanned, earning a cackle from Hikaru. “Don’t move dammit!”

    Tsubasa shook his head, a breath of air whooshing out from between his teeth, “If you want to continue talking about my undercover activities Kyoya, maybe we should also talk about the time you and Gingka’s gang tried to break into the Dark Nebula. That’s a lot closer to what’s actually going on onscreen.”

    Kyoya whipped his hair up to glare at Tsubasa while Hikaru turned around just as fast to look at him with excitement. “Don’t you dare,” Kyoya warned him.

    “I don’t think I’ve heard about this escapade,” Hikaru grinned. “So they tried to break into the Dark Nebula?”

    Kyoya grumbled as he resigned himself to this.

    “Yes, there was security footage of the event. Yu used to watch it for fun so he could shittalk about what a terrible infiltration it was. I believe it was when Kyoya truly defined his tactic of hitting walls until they collapse,” Tsubasa shared a smile with Hikaru.

    “And it worked damn well,” Kyoya huffed.

    “Sure it did sweetie,” Tsubasa responded without sparing him a glance.

    Kyoya growled as the other two returned their attention to the movie.

    “Alright then bastard, you’re done,” he declared, pushing Hikaru away. She giggled and repositioned herself against the couch, fanning her own hands.

    Kyoya got ready to return the bottles, but Tsubasa laid his hand atop of his, stopping him momentarily. “Come on Kyoya,” Tsubasa said, reaching over and grabbing a bottle of forest green polish. “You did it for us, let me do it for you.”

    Kyoya laid out his hands and watched Tsubasa slowly paint his nails. Tsubasa’s brushes weren’t quite as neat as his, but he was completely focused on the task, his braid falling down to brush against the floor as he leaned over Kyoya’s hand.

    The movie ended with the evil base being blown up. Hikaru was disappointed by how underwhelming the explosion was. She vocalized that very vociferously. 

    They put on some soft music as Kyoya let his nails dry. Hikaru had already fallen asleep against the couch, and Tsubasa draped a blanket over her. They didn’t talk much, only a few whispered comments here and there as Tsubasa cleaned off his Earth Eagle. 

    Within half an hour, both boys were asleep against the couch as well.

    The next day, Tsubasa and Hikaru went into work, their laptops open in front of them with their fingers click-click-clicking away. Both of their nails shone as the light hit them, Tsubasa’s being painted a soft purple with gold glitter, and Hikaru’s a deep blue with pink sparkles. Kyoya went into training and carefully didn’t chip his dark green with silver glitter painted nails as he did launch after launch.

    And if they happened to do their nails more often when they hung out now? Well, none of their friends commented on it more than a few nice compliments. 

[ohshcscenerios]

Scenario: 

You sit on a velvet couch cushion holding a warm cup of fragrant tea in your lap. The Host Club is in full swing before you; hosts dazzling their guests with charming smiles, striking up idle chatter, and wooing them with empty compliments. The guests all swoon under their spell, convincing themselves they are their host’s one and only, all except for one.

Your boyfriend is seated beside you, close enough to feel his elbow brush against your arm. You enjoy the physical contact but a guest seated to your right would beg to differ. Ever since you and your boyfriend announced your relationship you’ve noticed one particular guest giving you rude side glances and nasty scowls. You know she is jealous but since she hasn’t acted on her jealousy you let her be. So far she has been harmless, a frowning face in the crowd, but today that would change.

The guest to your right clears her throat, attempting to steal your attention.

“Excuse me, Y/N.” She says. “You might want to head off soon. The afternoon train waits for no one and you don’t want to miss it.”

You stare at her, confused and a little taken back by her bluntness. You weren’t prepared for her comment and now you scramble for a response, rendered speechless.

‘Should I respond?’ You ask yourself.

You feel your boyfriend shifting in his seat and you realize her comment also made him uncomfortable. You know him well, better than he would care to admit, and you know her comment isn’t settling well with him. He prepares to defend you.

Tamaki Suoh:

“Excuse me dear, but what do you mean by that?” He asks, his princely voice shading his annoyance – for now.

The guest shrugs her shoulder nonchalantly, “I am just reminding the commoner of the finicky train schedule. It would be embarrassing to miss the last train home.”

Tamaki’s eyebrows furrow together, his patience running thin for the shrew.

“My lady I would prefer if you didn’t refer to Y/N as a lowly commoner.”

You want to roll your eyes at which insult Tamaki chooses to address. Of course he would tackle the name calling before touching the obvious insults.

The guest frowns, not pleased to see her favorite host defending you. “I addressed her properly. Is it not fact that she is a commoner? My goodness Tamaki, to think you would be attracted to such novelties.”

Her blatant mockery broke Tamaki’s composure. He pushed himself of the couch to stand directly in front the guest. He snapped his fingers and pointed to the doors.

“I will not allow Y/N to tolerate this abuse. It’s a shame, for such a pretty face you are ugly on in the inside. Now be a good girl and disappear. You are no longer a guest in our Host Club.”

The guest looks at you, tears forming in her angry eyes, and jumps from her chair racing towards the doors. She disappears into the hallway, never to be seen by you again.

Tamaki returns to his seat beside you and cradles your hands while capturing your eyes within his azure blues.

“I’m terribly sorry you had to hear such vile, my love. Stay as long as you care to, I enjoy having you near me.” With that he brings your right hand to his lips and places a gentle kiss on your dorsal. His lips are gentle and tender, just like his love for you, and you are eternally grateful for the fire underneath his passion.

Kyoya Ootori:

Kyoya veers a side glance towards the guest and you recognize the flicker in his eyes. She has regrettably summoned the Shadow King.

“Such a bold statement coming from you, madam.” He says cooly.

The guest tilts her head to the side, her lips twisting into a frown. “What do you mean by that?” She asks.

“I mean to say you shouldn’t throw out petty insults like that, considering your situation.” Kyoya replies. His teasing voice tells you he will have fun exploiting the guest. After all, there’s a world of secrets hidden in his black book and no one is safe from its treachery.

Kyoya turns to face her and the guest’s eyes widen at the trace of disgust written across his expression.

“My situation? I’ll have you know I am –.”

“The heiress to a dying paper mill, yes I know all about you.” Kyoya interrupts her without hesitation.

The guest stumbles over herself, clearly shocked by Kyoya’s unforeseen knowledge about her family’s personal matters. She attempts to regain herself, maybe even rebuild her pride, as she turns to face you.

“Even so, I am still better off than this commoner. Unlike her I don’t have to rely on sleazy public transportation. My father may be hitting hard times but I still rank higher than her. I don’t understand how an intellectual like yourself would bother with such a lowly person.”

“Is that so?” Kyoya questions sarcastically.

Your face is burning with anger. You want to say something in your defense but your tongue is tied up, adrenalin stilling your words.

Suddenly you feel Kyoya’s lips press into your cheek. His kiss is soft, sweet even, and your eyes widen at his affection. The guest’s eyes widen too and you connect in your mind that Kyoya is taunting her.

“It appears you have no interest in proving yourself to anyone but me. So I say to you now, no one ranks higher than Y/N. To me you are merely wasted potential, a stain in the elite. Your wealth and status cannot hide your ugliness and for that this commoner stands on your head.”

The guest bursts into tears and runs out of the club, her face buried in her palms.

You glance up at Kyoya and see his temper hasn’t died down yet. You grab his hand and gently run your thumb into his palm. His dark eyes meet yours and instantly they soften. Even his scowl turns into a slight smile, filling you with a sense of pride that you of all people can tame the Shadow King.

Hikaru Hitachiin:

Hikaru sizes the guests with skeptical eyes, starting from her scuffed dress shoes to her ruffled collar. His love for fashion would tempt him to offer her a make-over but he doesn’t. He is tempted to offer her something else instead.

“How about you get on the afternoon train yourself.” He says, his anger quickly boiling to a dangerous level. You love Hikaru but his short fuse always gets the best of him. He doesn’t know where to draw the line until it’s too late.

She stammers off, “Excuse me? I will not step foot in such a dirty, disgusting, trashy –.”

“The only dirty, disgusting, trashy thing here is you.” Hikaru barks.

You feel his arm muscles tighten beside you and you move your hand over his forearm, hoping it would be enough to calm him down. You appreciate him wanting to defend you but you don’t want to scare off the other guests.

“Hikaru, it’s alright. Just ignore her.” You plead.

“How can I ignore her? Her dress is a wrinkled mess. She has hideous split ends. Even her shoes are scratched up.” Hikaru rolls his eyes, somewhat proud of his fashion analysis.

“How dare you! At least I look better than that commoner!” She shouts, pointing a lone finger directly at you. “I can have these menial mistakes fixed within the hour while your girlfriend would have to scrub floors for a month to afford the same treatments. Honestly Hikaru, what do you even see in her?”

Her poisonous words hit you in the chest and you feel you’ve had enough of this guest. You want to say something but your thoughts won’t come out. Your tongue feels frozen in place.

“Y/N has never scrubbed floors before nor will she ever need to, not with me. She may not be rich like you but her character is worth more than all the money in your tiny pockets. Whatever you have in your wallet won’t fix your disgusting attitude. Now leave before I really lose my temper.” Hikaru practically yells.

The guest scrambles from her seat and leaves immediately, trying to hide her embarrassment but failing. Her blush is too obvious as she races through the doors.

“What a drama queen.” Hikaru teases. He swings his arm over your head and pulls you into his side. He wants to draw you near so he feels like he has protected you. You allow him this, mentally noting to talk to him after hosting hours about raising our voices.

Kaoru Hitachiin:

Kaoru whips his attention to the guest but unlike his twin brother he is able to hide his distain behind a cool expression. You, however, know better since his hand finds yours and clutches it tightly.

“That’s not a very nice thing to say. Why don’t you apologize to Y/N and we’ll move on from this.” He says with a smile. You pray the guest will accept his offer but to your dismay she frowns instead.

“Why should I apologize to the commoner? I am merely suggesting she catches her… erm… ride before she’s left stranded.”

Kaoru’s smile waivers and slowly his lips fall into a frown. He swings his arm around your shoulder and sways your body with his.

“Y/N wouldn’t be stranded but thank you for your concern.” He says, his sarcastic voice hinting at his annoyance.

The guest rolls her eyes. “You shouldn’t bother yourself with her. She’s made it this far in life without limousine rides and fancy dinners. Let her be, Kaoru. You’re playing with a kitten without a pedigree.”

Kaoru raises his eyebrows at her brave maliciousness. You and Kaoru know that once in a while a narcissistic queen flows in with the crowd. It’s usually up to the host to throw them out before too much damage is done. By the glimmer in Kaoru’s eye you figure he thought of a solution.

He gently takes the cup of tea from your lap and pretends to bring it to his lips before turning and splashing the tea onto the guest. She yelps in surprise, watching the tea stain her yellow uniform.

“Kaoru!” She cried.

“Oops,” he said with a mischievous grin, “I suppose my hand slipped. I hope you have a spare uniform somewhere.”

The guest shakes her head as tears cascade from her eyes. Completely humiliated she darts into the hallway.

Kaoru pulls you close and whispers into your ear, “I don’t care what anyone says... You’re my kitten, pedigree or not.”

Mitsukuni Haninozuka:

Hunny pauses his fork between his lips and slowly scrapes the piece of cake into his mouth as he hears the guest talk rudely towards you. You see his large brown eyes lose an ounce of their shine; a dangerous occurrence to notice.

“Y/N-chan is going to ride home with today so there’s no need for her to catch the train.” Hunny says, forking another bite of cake.

The guest sneers, “Why is she going to your home?”

Hunny swallows his bite of confection and looks at the guest, innocently saying, “To eat cake! Y/N-chan and I love to eat cake together, don’t we?” He turns to you searching for your reaction.

You happily nod your head. You do love eating cake with Hunny. It’s humanly impossible for you to consume as much cake as he does but you enjoy each other’s company all the same.

“No,” the guest says, “I mean why would you allow such filth into your home? The Haninozuka family is a prestigious name. Your father must disapprove of allowing a commoner into your home.”

Hunny places his fork beside his plate and puts a cloth napkin to his mouth, wiping away the crumbs of cake and frosting. His movement is careful and slow, very unlike Hunny, until you realize it isn’t the cheerful Hunny you’ve grown to love adore seated next to you.

“I suggest you stop talking,” Dark Hunny presses.

The guest seems stunned to see her favorite Lolita host suddenly turn so dark and serious. You have seen Dark Hunny a handful of times, mostly when bullies threatened his friends or during karate training. However you’ve never seen Dark Hunny appear to defend you. You feel a gush of pride thinking about Japan’s most skilled karate master standing up on your behalf.

Hunny flashes his darkened brown eyes at the guest and she gasps nervously.

“Leave.” Hunny orders.

The trembling guest slowly stands from her chair and walks out of the club.

“Y/N-chan, would you like some cake?” Hunny asks, masking his dark side once again. You nod and accept his forkful of chocolate cake. Ah yes, Hunny also enjoys feeding you cake.

Takashi Morinozuka:

Mori looks at the guest, his emotions hidden perfectly behind his stoic face, but you can see the anger building in his steely grays. His protective nature has never tolerated bullies and nay-sayers, especially when it concerned you. Though Mori was never a man to turn to violence or scare tactics the language he spoke with his eyes could do as much damage. No one wanted to go face to face with Mori because without him saying a word he would reign victorious in the end.

“Did you hear me, commoner? Your train is going to leave without you. Come one, hurry up. Let Mori-senpai entertain his real guests.” The guest tries to shoo you away with her hand. A classless move, really.

Suddenly you feel two large hands slide underneath your knees and across your back. You look up at Mori as he lifts you into his arms and holds you close to his broad chest.

“Takashi, what are you doing?” You ask, reaching for his shirt collar to keep balance.

Mori doesn’t respond with words but looks into your eyes, willing you to understand his motives. You see it nestled in his gray eyes, the need to protect you and keep you happy. He has always prioritized in keeping you safe and happy.

He carries you into the kitchenette and closes the door behind him. He slides his back down the wall until he’s seated on the floor with you still in his arms.

“Takashi…” You whisper, “Thank you.”

He kisses your forehead and rests his chin on top of your head.

“I’m sorry Y/N.” He says quietly, as if he were to blame for the guest’s rude comments. His self-inflicted guilt speaks of how much he loves you. He so wishes to be that barrier between you and the unforgiving world. Whatever he can bear on your behalf he will.

You shake your head and position yourself to kiss him. Your lips brush against his which he reciprocates, pressing into the kiss. In this moment the world melts away, leaving you and Mori tangled in each other.

When he pulls away he rests his forehead against yours and whispers, “I’m glad you don’t take the train anymore.”

You chuckle. “So do I Takashi. So do I.”

I’m sorry for the lame gifs, this story made it difficult to choose the appropriate reaction. I hope you enjoy! If you have a suggestion/prompt let me know!

[startingtodayyouareahost]

General relationship headcanons for the hosts?

This is just a bunch of random headcanons I like to picture.

Haruhi

• She didn't know what to think about being in a relationship at first, and was slow to come around to affection. But once she did she very much enjoys holding your hand or cuddling.

• If you make her tea while shes studying and get her snacks with gentle cheers she will fall for you even more. Shes used to loud from the hosts so quite affection is very effective.

• When you guys go to America (or meet in America) for her study abroad time, you do a lot of sight seeing together and she will allow couple photos for your sake. . . And her's. . . She wants copies

• I feel like it would be canon for her to propose first to you. But that's just me

Tamaki

• Believe it or not this man, every so often, wants a quite date day with you. No host, no outings, just at home in bed. Napping and watching movies. You call it his recharge day as hes to lethargic to do anything else.

• Never seems to run out of nicknames for you. At this point you wonder if he has a book of pet names. You start to learn that each one has it's own meaning. Love, darling, sweetheart, are affectionate. Babe, honey, sweetie, is when he wants something.

• You learned that he actual has nightmares often. He doesnt remember them and it doesn't seem to cause any problems. But he does cry sometimes in his sleep or kick or squirm. You learned that just soft whispers and small back rubs tend to fix it quickly.

• This man is very quick to give you hugs. Public or not. Hello hug? Yes. You did something awesome hug? Yep. You went to the bathroom and came back hug? Yes.

Kyoya

• Loves to be held at night. I feel like life is very stressful for him. So when he finally crawls into bed at whatever time he presses his face into your stomach and wraps his arms around you. You wake up before him and play with his hair.

• One time he kissed you deeply in front of his father to prove a point and you still dont know what the point was. But his father seemed fine with you after that so????

• Hes very difficult to get away from his computer and it's a strain on your relationship. But you guys made a system to overcome it. You have 2 cards a month you can slap down at any time and he has to stop what hes doing. He has one card that he can use to counter it. But he at least once, has to say yes.

• Has a picture of you on his laptop.

Hikaru

• Tries hard not to get jealous, but you know when he is as he scoots very close to you and makes himself known. He might not say anything but if you grab his hand or loop an arm around him he calms down.

• Instead of maids doing it he will run a bath for you complet with candles and bubbles and leave you alone. He always seems to know when to do that to. Always on your worst days even if you dont tell him.

• I said in a pervious headcanon that he can sing. As long as you dont tell anyone. he loves to sing softly to you. Or he'll just hum as you fall asleep

• I feel like his impatience is both a blessing and curse. He asked you to marry him his last year of highschool. Just random, out of the blue, middle of the school year. You thought he was joking until you noticed his serious face.

Kaoru

• He actually likes to dress down and go out in "undercover" pretend were poor mode. He doesn't want any extra attention when hes out with you. Flashy clothing and high end cars tend to bring a crowd.

• Likes to sit in some mom and pop food shop with you, or get icecream, or walk around town late at night with you. Keep it simple. His eyes are always on you and full of adoration. You have to remind him to think of himself sometimes.

• Random dance party! You cant sleep and neither can he??? Let's play some old tunes and just dance! He will lift you off your feet and swing you around until you fall down.

• You made him a pillow fort once and it's now his favorite thing to make/cuddle/ sleep in with you.

Honey

• Really likes it when you come watch him practice in the dojo, his practice opponents do not. He doesnt hold back if your watching.

• His home is mostly made of wood floors. So if you have just socks on. . . THROW HIM. The first time you slid him across the floor in his socks was amazing. You never seen him laugh so hard. Warning tho, he can toss you just as well.

• He has so many stuffed animals on his bed that you feel like you dont have room to cuddle him but you do, its bigger then it looks and you kinda sink into the mass of animals. You also have woken up to what you thought was honey and it wasn't. He thought it was funny while you were mortified.

• Gives really profound advice when your upset. Also takes you to the dojo to punch your feelings out and he will gig you afterwards then let you cuddle.with usa-chan.

Mori

• He doesnt talk a lot, but he will have long conversations with you every so often and you love it! Only you and honey know this side if him.

• When your upset he will pick you up so you can "have a better view of a bad situation" and it actually helps a lot. Also hes holding you so. . . Win win.

• He likes to take walks in the evening to help him relax and it became a thing for you as well. You enjoy each others company he it in complete silence or small conversation.

He likes to be the big spoon of you guys ever cuddle. He doesnt move in his sleep so once your locked in your locked

[dearlazerbunny]

Vaguely NSFW Headcanons w/ the Ouran HSHC

This is simultaneously a character study ‘cause I was hankering for one and an excuse for my mind to go dirty places (plz don’t judge my brain is fragile). Special thanks to @meliapis for listening to me scream about this goddamn show.

Who knew all I needed to question my asexuality is six hot anime boys AMIRITE

Tamaki Suoh First of all, in true Tamaki ~style~, the mood will always be set. Rose petals, candles, fresh sheets on the bed, soft music playing, the whole nine yards. Seriously, even if you’re spontaneously in the mood, this boy will magically make lit candles appear with a snap of his fingers like wtf Tamaki how did you even… you know what, never mind. Secondly, Tamaki does not have sex, he makes love. Every time you’re intimate is his chance to show you just how much he loves and cherishes you. Wants to maintain eye contact at all times, and if he’s not holding your hand he’s kissing some part of you and is constantly whispering sweet nothings into your ear. He’s the most attentive, selfless lover on the face of the earth- literally does not give a crap about his own pleasure as long as you’re satisfied and taken care of. Everything is incredibly sweet, gentle, and languid; save for those last few minutes when his compliments aren’t quite as smooth rolling off his tongue and he has a hard time keeping himself together when he falls apart inside of you.

Likes it Rough? Absolutely not! No way in heck. To keep you safe and cared for and feel loved is so intrinsically apart of his nature, the idea of hurting you in any way (either by moving too fast or consensually leaving a few bruises) is abhorrent to him.

Kinks? Worship kink, but plot twist: not worshipping him, worshipping you. He gets off getting you off, verbally or physically. He’s also not subtle about it- this boy will literally produce a jewel-encrusted tiara and plop it on your head, and when you go to protest he’ll cut you off by eating you out for a solid thirty minutes straight until you can’t even remember how to form words. His tongue is good for more than just sweet talking if ya know what I mean.

Aftercare: Bubble baths with more rose petals and whatever your favorite essential oils happen to be (how he guessed your favorite scents you’ll never know). He’ll reverently clean every part of you, following up with small kisses here and there and refilling the water every so often so it’s always at the perfect temperature. More compliments about how good you felt, how beautiful you looked underneath him, what you do to him, etc. This can literally be an all day affair with him- not that you really mind.

...

Kyoya Ootori Considering Kyoya is a bonafide Workaholic™, you may not get the chance for sexy times as often as you or he would like. That being said, if you start planting kisses along his jawline and neck while he’s typing away on his laptop, or just straight up set yourself in his lap and give him a look- well, the boy isn’t stupid. He may also surprise you some nights (or in the middle of the day, if he needs to blow off some steam) by initiating all on his own, which is a rare treat. Kyoya is almost ruthlessly efficient- his penchant for memorizing every detail means he knows exactly which spots and what moves get you going, and he’ll go for them without warning or bashfulness. It isn’t an hours long affair (unless you’re on vacation, then that’s another story) but it’s exactly as long as it needs to be for the both of you to be left breathless and spent. Gives as good as he gets. Quick snaps of his hips, nibbling on your bottom lip or earlobe, hands roaming all over you- sometimes you have to beg him to slow down because holy hell it’s only been five minutes and you’re already too close to the edge.

Likes it Rough? Yesyesyes (see below)

Kinks? One hundred percent will tie your hands together over your head with one of his ties and absolutely loves to spank you. Seeing his hand prints on your ass turns him on. Could also see him with a very expensive-looking riding crop a la Irene Adler/Sherlock Holmes. His hands are constantly all over you, grabbing just hard enough to sting, and using your nails to scratch down his back always gets a lovely response out of him. Biting is definitely a thing- he’s very possessive, given that his older brothers have gotten everything in life before him, so he wants everyone to know that you are his and knowing that there’s bruises just beneath your collarbone underneath your shirt that he gave you definitely fits the bill.

On the flip side, there are nights where you decide you’re gonna take control and be the dom and Kyoya’s just going to have to deal with it now isn’t he? Will involve a lot of sarcastic backtalk and struggling on his end but eventually you’ll have him begging. After all, he can’t be a complete control freak all the time now can he? *evil smile*

Aftercare: In this instance, Kyoya needs it just as much as you do. He isn’t used to being emotional or letting his feelings take control, so when he does it’s quite taxing. Lots of cuddling; he’s definitely clingy though he wouldn’t admit it in a thousand years, but you’re clingy right back so you don’t mind. Occasionally there will be soft whispers of “you okay?” / “yeah, you?” And then lapsing back into comfortable silence. He likes to nuzzle his head into your neck and listen to you just breathing and enjoying his presence.

...

Hikaru Hitachiin HOO BOY Hikaru is the definition of a wild card. You literally never know what you’re going to get with him- partially because he likes surprising you each and every time, and partially because that’s just the way his attention span/personality works. Down for it anytime, anywhere. You could literally be attending a funeral and he’d have a hand rubbing up and down your thigh. Can be a bit of a selfish lover, but generally you can pull him back on track by simply guiding his hands (or mouth… or, ahem, other appendages) to where you want them. He’s constantly trying to catch you off guard; make the experience thrilling and unique and maybe a little terrifying. If you’re looking for a relaxed, casual shag, this ain’t it.

Likes it Rough? *iconic Hitachiin shrug* if you’re game, he’s game

Kinks? Literally anything and everything. Ice cubes? There’s some in the freezer. You want to tie him up? He’s already unknotting his tie. On top of a fancy car in the garage? Now you’re speaking his language. Somewhere you could very easily get caught? He’ll keep one hand over your mouth to muffle you, and constantly remind you that “we have to keep it down” with that shit-eating grin of his all while he knows perfectly well his fingers are the things making you moan. Definitely the person to be with if you want to experiment- he’s most likely just as curious about [insert x here] as you are. Would also rarely think a suggestion of yours is stupid- and even if he thinks it is, he can most likely very easily be convinced with a few whispers into his ear about what you’ll do to him if he agrees.

Aftercare: Doesn’t necessarily need it himself- he can switch on and off no problem- but if you want it he’ll be there to run a hand through your hair and talk about nothing important until your breathing returns to normal. Most of the time “aftercare” involves A) cleaning up the mess the two of you have made, B) escaping from the (very public) scene of the crime, or C) doing damage control if you weren’t quite quiet enough in your escapades and people are starting to get suspicious about what the two of you were doing in the ten minutes you mysteriously disappeared. Luckily, Hikaru is a master of redirection, so he’d launch into some ridiculous story about thinking you saw a robber run down the hallway while you’re mentally hoping your cheeks aren’t too red.

...

Kaoru Hitachiin This poor sweet boy is a bundle of nerves when it comes to anything intimacy-related. He’s constantly second guessing himself in his head, wondering if he’s an okay kisser or if you like his hands where they are or if he’s going fast or slow enough for you. You’ll have to make him look at you and remind him that yes, you’re doing great; yes, I love you and I want to be here with you, to calm his anxiety. Once you get past that, though, he’s very attentive and sweet. He wants to make sure you are totally taken care of, and sometimes you have to tell him it’s okay to ask if he wants something (he’ll blush and stammer out… could you touch me… here? And of course you’re okay with that, you want to make him happy just as much as he wants to make you feel loved). Takes directions very well, and is never offended if you tell him to move an inch to the left, to go faster or slow down, or to kiss you in a particular spot. Loves kissing you, mostly on the lips but can be convinced to wander elsewhere, particularly if you show him how it’s done first. Would totally be the type to look up articles on Cosmo about giving your partner better orgasms, how to do different sex positions, etc.

Likes it Rough? Not particularly. He’ll get a little handsy sometimes if he’s really into it, but almost always wants to apologize immediately- if you like it, you’ve gotta tell him before he spirals back into self-doubt. With some coaxing, patience, and teaching, you’ll both find a level of physicality that is comfortable and sexy for you both.

Kinks? Mild exhibition kink, probably left over from his time in the host club, and hella praise kink. If you tell him that he’s in just the right spot, to keep going, that he feels good, that he makes you feel amazing- ya boy will be putty under your fingertips. He loves hearing that he’s treating you well (and throwing in that he looks really hot like this never hurts either).

Aftercare: He very much wants it, but never wants to ask for it, so you get used to immediately pulling him to your side and cuddling with him when the two of you are finished. He will literally burrow into your side and stay like that for hours while tracing little patterns onto your hipbone. There’s almost a debrief every time- did you like it when I did this? What about this? You’re always happy to tell him what you enjoyed, and to teach him something new the next time if he wants you to show him exactly how you like something (he always does). He really wants you to be comfortable, so eventually he’ll get up and get new pajamas for the both of you  to change into (he always tries to pick your favorite set if they’re not in the wash- he knows you think you look cute in them, and he agrees), and then resume cuddling.

...

Takashi Morinozuka Mori is a very simple guy, and when it comes to sexy times he is always the absolute perfect gentleman. For sure the type that needs verbal confirmation/consent before, during and after. Before the two of you ever get too intimate, he sits down with you and has a one on one about what you like and don’t like in bed, any reservations you may have, if there’s anything you’d like to try or definitely don’t want to try- he suggests a safe word, just in case- and despite this conversation being months ago he never forgets a single detail. The fact that you’re trusting him with so much vulnerability means he has the responsibility to make sure you always feel safe and comfortable. After all, Mori is a big guy, and has literally been training to incapacitate people for a decade plus. He could hurt you if he’s not careful, and that would absolutely kill him. So he always starts of very slow and gentle, letting you set the pace, and follows your lead on whether you want this time to be slower or faster, sweeter or more intense. His touches and kisses are always very light and reverent, like he can’t believe he’s getting to hold something so beautiful. Not super vocal, other than to confirm you’re still okay with whatever the two of you are doing, so when you do something to illicit a moan or grumble out of him you know you’re doing something goddamn right.

Likes it Rough? Not really- he’s a man of peace unless absolutely necessary. But if you want it, it will take a lot of confirmation that yes, it’s okay; yes, there is good; no, you’re not hurting me. This will probably never go away no matter how long the two of you are together- he knows his own strength, but he can’t afford to accidentally get carried away one day in the heat of the moment and do something he’ll regret, even if it was an accident.

Kinks? You in lingerie. Simple guy, simple tastes, simple pleasures. He thinks you’re beautiful no matter what you’re wearing, but when you pull out the lace, or maybe something strappy- he can’t help himself, you’re just so goddamn pretty. It’s always fun to see the tips of his ears turn pink when you show yourself off to him in a new set you’ve picked up from the mall. On the other hand, though you don’t realize it, he also secretly really likes it when you wander around the house on a lazy Sunday wearing one of his big sweatshirts that’s practically a floor length dress on you. Something about you in his clothes, and the fact that you look so cute and cuddly in all that fabric… unf. Many impromptu kisses ensue, which always leaves you giggling.

Aftercare: Again, a perfect gentleman. He’ll always be up in a dash and be back just as quick with warm washcloths to clean the two of you up, then spoon you until you’re half asleep against him. Sometimes he brings back his sweats for you to put on instead of pajamas (hint hint). Big fan of you playing with his hair or telling him stories about your day while the two of you lay there; he absolutely loves the sound of your voice.

....

Mitsukuni Haninozuka Being intimate with Honey is never a somber affair- it’s always light, happy, and giggly. Definitely not one to take himself too seriously, and the two of you aren’t afraid to laugh together if something silly happens. There’s a tendency between the two of you for everything to be impromptu- lots of leaving cookies in the oven to burn while the two of you go off and in hand for some time together. Feather light kisses all up and down your body while tracing patterns onto your skin with his fingers. He always wants to be able to see your face; to see your reactions so he can gauge how he’s doing and just to see the pretty faces you make when you’re being pleasured. Lots of looking into your eyes as you share the experience together. He likes it when you kiss any bruises he may have gotten from martial arts practice; it makes him feel loved and cared for. Is constantly calling you beautiful, but will never call you cute in an intimate situation- cute is for everyday things and people, but when you’re alone with him like this you are beautiful and gorgeous, not cute.

Likes it Rough? Nope! Honestly the thought never even crosses his mind. I feel like if he found out some people were into rough sex he’d be very concerned for them. Sex is supposed to be loving and fun and happy! (Just like everything else in life really).

Kinks? Loves food in the bedroom- surprise surprise! Whipped cream licked off your stomach, a bit of hot chocolate syrup for temperature-play, picking blueberries off your skin one by one- it’s his favorite way to tease and make you squirm until you’re practically begging him to get on with it already. Of course, this also makes for several cute moments- wiping a squashed berry off of his cheek when he comes up to kiss you, or Honey licking a bit of whipped cream off your nose with childish glee.

Aftercare: All that sugar definitely requires some showering up afterwards, so the two of you generally share a shower or bath when you’re done. This includes bubbles, shampooing your and his hair into funny styles (he likes how he looks with a bubbly Mohawk, and pretends to act like a tough guy with it on), and lots more kisses. He always makes sure the towels are heated when the two of you get out. Then it’s usually off to the kitchen for some cake and tea.

[foreverfamilyforevervongola]

Vongola Facebook: Hacked Edition

Rating: K+ Summary: To pass time while travelling on public transit, Gokudera checks his Facebook and discovers a hacker is ruthlessly invading the accounts of his family. The number of possible culprits? Pretty much everyone on his Friends list.

Eyes closed and headphones inserted firmly in his ears, Gokudera laid his head against the bus window. Though the vehicle jerked roughly, he didn’t care enough to lift his head from his resting place. The music blaring from his phone was enough to distract him until he reached the restaurant where he was supposed to be meeting Haru.

Or at least, that’s what he expected. As the bus paused at a set of stoplights his music abruptly stopped in the middle of the chorus. Frowning, he reluctantly sat up straight and tried to check his phone, only to find that it had died.

“Damn,” he grumbled. He had been sure it had a decent charge when he left. Now what was he supposed to do for the next hour? Make small talk with the people around him?

Yeah, right.

Snorting softly, he ripped the headphones out and stuffed them in his pocket along with his phone. Not wanting to sit in silence for an hour, he reached for his laptop bag and removed his computer. He balanced the slim red device in his lap and powered it up. When everything had loaded, he inserted a special WiFi stick that Giannini had created and clicked on the Internet icon on his desktop.

Facebook. The great time waster.

The News Feed page loaded, but he didn’t start scrolling immediately. He clicked on the status bar and started typing. When he finished, he clicked the Post button.

Hayato Gokudera Woman, why did you have to pick a restaurant that’s a good hour away from home? I’m stuck on a bus with weird people and it’s all your fault—Haru Miura.

It wasn’t long before the girl responded. A notification popped up thirty seconds after he published his post, giving him little time to creep through the status updates of his family.

Haru Miura I’m out shopping and I thought we should eat somewhere that’s between the both of us.

Hayato Gokudera Are you telling me that you also have to travel over an hour?

Haru Miura …no…

Hayato Gokudera Then it’s not meeting halfway. So since I have a longer travel time, you can’t get on me if I happen to be late.

Haru Miura I won’t! Geez. And by the way, it’s rude to call the other people on the bus with you weird. You should have just taken your car.

Hayato Gokudera: In rush hour downtown traffic? I don’t think so.

He scrolled down and started exploring his News Feed. He hadn’t been on for a few days and now seemed like the perfect time to catch up. There was a particular status that made him pause and he read through it and the following conversation thoroughly.

Lambo Bovino Failed my math test yesterday and I don’t care! Whatcha gonna do about it?

Hitman Reborn Oh, I can think of a few things…

Bianchi Gokudera Getting cocky now, aren’t we?

Lambo Bovino NO I DIDN’T WRITE THAT I SWEAR!

Futa de la Stella No, I didn’t think so. You’re not that impulsive.

Hitman Reborn Idiot cow, bring all schoolwork down for immediate inspection.

Lambo Bovino Hai!

Gokudera arched an eyebrow in bewilderment. The status had been posted less than a day ago, and taking brief glances at the statuses posted above the Lightning Guardian’s, they seemed to follow a similar thread.

Interesting. Can’t believe this flew past my radar. Though I do remember ahoshi bellyaching about something yesterday.

Lambo Bovino All right, who got into my account? Confess or I’ll sic I Pin on you.

I Pin Whoa, don’t drag me into this.

Bluebell Azaria Well, if you’re trying to compile a list of all the people who might mess with you, you’re going to need a three-hundred-page notebook in order to fit them all in.

Nosaru Tsukino Nah, more like a five-hundred-page notebook.

Lambo Bovino I’m putting you two at the top of said list.

Bluebell Azaria What about I-Pin?

Lambo Bovino I know for sure it wasn’t her. If she wanted to mess with me, she’s got other ways of going about it.

I Pin True that!

Gokudera smirked. Bluebell and Nosaru had a point—there were far too many people who would enjoy messing with Lambo by hacking his Facebook page. In fact, he was a bit disappointed he hadn’t thought of it first.

Commoner Belphegor Once upon a time, there was a prince who fell from grace with his family. As such, he was forced to flee his kingdom out of shame, and is now living amongst the normal people with an air of grudging acceptance.

Levi Akagi He’s finally snapped. I knew his mind wouldn’t hold under all that psychotic energy.

Fran Hamasaki I am glad you have finally come to terms with your pitiful existence. That’s the first step in self-healing.

Commoner Belphegor I’ll kill you. You better run, because after I figure out how to fix my effing name, you’re so dead.

Fran Hamasaki It wasn’t me.

Illusionist Mammon I can vouch for that. Considering the timestamp of the status, it wasn’t Fran. The brat was training with me.

Commoner Belphegor Fine. Froggy, I’m coming after you to vent my frustrations. Whoever hacked my account, I’ll kill you.

Gokudera let out a bark of laughter so loud it startled the people sitting in front of him. Whoever this hacker is, he or she sure has guts, he thought. He looked at the post above Belphegor’s, and he had to smack a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing out loud again.

Ken Joshima is now in a relationship with Chikusa Kakimoto

Ken Joshima EXCUSE ME BUT NO NOT IN THIS LIFETIME.

Mukuro Rokudo Now, Ken, you don’t have to hide it anymore. We all know the truth.

Chikusa Kakimoto Please stop.

Ken Joshima NO GET OFF MY PAGE KAKIPI YOU’RE MAKING IT WORSE.

Chikusa Kakimoto No, I think you are. Turn off the Caps Lock.

Ken Joshima I’LL KILL WHOEVER DID THIS.

“This is gold,” said Gokudera with a snicker, flicking his eyes to the next post.

Mukuro Rokudo There’s a My Little Pony marathon on right now. Do not bother me for the next five hours.

Kyoya Hibari Somehow that doesn’t surprise me.

Ken Joshima HA!

Mukuro Rokudo Okay, first of all, shut up Kyoya. Second of all, shut up Ken. Third of all, this Facebook hacker better watch their back.

Shamal Morihiro People of Facebook, I have an announcement to make. I am now going to be celibate. Thank you and goodbye.

Burying his face in his hands, Gokudera laughed silently, so hard that his shoulders shook. To anyone that might look over, it would appear that he was crying. Imagining his woman-crazed mentor becoming celibate was the most hysterical and ludicrous thing he had ever heard of.

When he finally managed to compose himself, he scrolled through the comments.

Tsunayoshi Sawada The day that happens is the day Reborn doesn’t shoot me.

Hitman Reborn Which of course is never.

Bianchi Gokudera I thought it was too good to be true.

Shamal Morihiro So the hacker was amusing before. Now? Now I want to send my Trident mosquitoes after him.

Tsunayoshi Sawada It could be a girl.

Shamal Morihiro Well obviously if it’s a girl I’ll forgive her wholeheartedly and with a kiss.

Unable to keep from throwing his two cents in, Gokudera added a comment, and it was about a minute later when Shamal responded.

Hayato Gokudera I don’t know who this Facebook hacker is, but this is my favourite work of theirs by far.

Shamal Morihiro Shut up, Hayato.  

Smirking, Gokudera scrolled towards the top of his News Feed.

Tsunayoshi Sawada All right, time to see if we can flush this hacker out.

Hitman Reborn So you don’t sleep with a stuffed bear and suck your thumb?

Tsunayoshi Sawada No, Reborn. Just as Takeshi isn’t quitting baseball and Ryohei isn’t moving to Las Vegas to take up professional boxing.

Spanner Thornton Before the accusations start flying, I am saying right now that it’s not me.

Shoichi Irie Ditto.

Giannini Ganzo It was not me either, Juudaime!

Scientist Verde I have better things to do than play silly games with you idiotic creatures.

Tsunayoshi Sawada I believe that. If you wanted to prank us, it would be by a much more inventive means.

Prince Belphegor It’s the Frog. I know it.

Fran Hamasaki For the last time, it wasn’t me.

Lambo Bovino If we’re casting votes, I vote for Nosaru as the culprit.

Nosaru Tsukino It was probably you. You made it look like you were the first target to throw everyone off the trail.

I Pin He’s not that smart.

As the stream of comments continued, speculating on who the hacker was, the bus finally rolled up to his stop. Gokudera quickly stood up and grabbed his bag with one hand, holding his laptop securely with the other. He made his way down the aisle, stepped off the bus and onto the sidewalk. He squinted against the sunlight, finding Haru waiting for him outside the restaurant.

The brunette’s expression brightened when she spotted him. “Hey, Hayato! How was the bus ride?”

Gokudera grinned. “Very entertaining, actually.”

[ootori-sibs]

Commoners do it better

Day three of @ohshc-week : hurt/comfort or & commoners

Tw for: assault, wh*re mention

Arai was just a normal young man; he had good grades, he had a part time job and a summer job as well. He was bisexual but hadn't even had his first kiss yet, his last crush had gotten into a private academy and had started hanging out with the one percent. He respected her for taking an opportunity where she saw it, apparently she'd even started dating one recently, if rumours were to be believed- he wondered if it was one of those redheads he'd met, or many one of the blonde ones.

His little public school had been invited to watch the Ouran private academy's sports events, just another way the rich liked to flaunt their wealth and talent. Arai didn't really care, he just wanted to see Haruhi again, he still considered her a friend in spite of his previous crush on her, who even keeps crushes from middle school? But unfortunately she was sat over by her club, and Arai didn't really want to disturb them again- last time that happened the twins seemed rather upset at him.

It seemed Haruhi was dating the tallest blonde, if the way he kissed her forehead was any indicator, they made a lovely couple. Another thing Arai noticed is that the young man wearing glasses seemed to be distancing himself from his friends, Arai knew nothing about how these rich folks functioned, but he knew enough about Haruhi to realise that she clearly hadn't noticed, or she'd be making an effort to keep all her friends included. He frowned, leaning over to the girl sitting next to him, "hey, do you know who that kid with the glasses is? The one to the left of Haruhi, about two seats over?"

The girl glanced at him, before looking to where he described, practically swooning, "ooh, that's Kyoya Ootori, he's like, super rich, he's hot too- a member of the hosts club, apparently Fujioka joined that club earlier this year which like, personally I think she's sleeping around cause like, why would a girl hang out with so many attractive guys like that, it's weird I tell you. Fujioka's such a nerd anyway, I don't see what they see in her."

Arai just sighed, not bothering to thank her, the girls still at his school were so rude, so valid. But what she'd said about the boy still stood up, Kyoya Ootori huh… Arai knew that the Ootori group was a very famous company, a monopoly if ever there was one, every big hospital in the area had their name on it somewhere, he was fairly sure his health insurance was theirs as well- he'd have to ask his mother. He figured he'd go watch another event as the football match concluded, Ouran's home team putting on quite the show.

He passed the stands built for the show, there were even concession stands peppered around, guess the rich liked to make money off their guests at any turn, Arai was considering picking up something to nibble on soon, his mother had given him double the normal allowance, considering he was visiting the richest school in Japan. He had his hands in his pockets, just looking around at the pretty cherry trees, it was a lovely clear day out and Arai was so glad he didn't have to study for once. He was just passing the second exit for the stands when he heard noises; the sound of struggling, coming from under the stands.

Arai peers under the stands, oh, some of the Ouran football team are here… and that Ootori kid. The poor guy appears to be cornered, as the captain of the football team leers at him, a couple of inches taller, but standing on his toes to appear more threatening. "-you really think we care about what those idiots have to say? They don't care about you Kyoya, everyone knows there's only one reason anyone keeps you around."

The poor guy seems unbelievably nervous, Arai can see how his hands shake and hear how his voice halters, "I-... My father will-"

"Oh that's right Kyoya, go running to daddy why don't you?" The football captain sneers, chuckling at his own cruel joke. His lackies were holding Kyoya back tightly, no way for the boy to get free of their grasp.

One of the footballers pipes up at that, seeming wholly amused by the whole thing, "oh, I heard he calls Souh daddy~" The whole club laughed at that, one of the boys holding Ootori, shook him roughly, mocking and hurting the boy.

"I- it's not like that, it's not-" he excused it, seemingly more upset at the insult then the pain, Arai found himself frozen in place, watching this scene unfold.

"Oh you whore Kyoya!" The captain laughed- Kuze, Arai had seen his name on a sign near the stands, "does his rat commoner know?" Oh great, they were classist too, though Arai was really more concerned with Kyoya.

Speaking of the boy, he was glancing away, refusing to meet his aggressor's eyes. "I told you Kuze, it's not like that…" he seemed annoyed now, still terrified, but now it was almost as if he was more tired then scared, how long at they been at this? The boy seemed quite worn down.

Kuze grins at him, getting really close to Ootori's face. "Well if you're such a whore, then you won't mind…" and he kissed the poor guy, whilst the other footballers held him still.

Arai glanced around in a panic, he had to do something. His gaze fell on a pebble and he grabbed it without even thinking, throwing it full force at that Kuze boy.

The guy looked over at him, frowning, "excuse me? What the fuck?" All the boys are looking at him now, and Arai feels how his fists clenched, noticing the look of recognition in Ootori's eyes.

"Let him go." Arai forced his voice to sound commanded, though he'd never done anything but follow his whole life.

Kuze just laughed at him, indeed stepping away from Kyoya, but his lackies did no such thing, "oh? What's this dirty fucking commoner playing at then?" He chuckled, hands on his hips, staring at Arai in quite the mocking fashion.

Arai took a deep breath, glaring right back, not letting his gaze falter. He took a measured step forward, not wanting to give away how scared he was. "I said, let him go. What kind of pathetic losers pick on someone weaker than yourselves? There's like six of you! Against one person?"

Apparently these boys had never been called pathetic before, as every one of them seemed surprised by Arai's words, Kuze simply glared, "a commoner? Calling us pathetic? Oh give me a break!" He laughs out loud at that, mocking and cruel, "you couldn't even afford to speak to us."

He was disgusted, but just kept approaching, keeping a safe distance however. "I find it rather typical that you'd hide behind your parents bank accounts, funny thing about us 'commoners'; we can hold our own without the need to get any family involved." He hoped he wouldn't have to go through with it, but he cracked his knuckles, "you ever been a fight with someone who doesn't even have a reputation to uphold?"

He was shaking in his boots, he knew he'd never be able to fight these athletes in any way, but he just hoped these rich fuckers would fall for his threats. Their eyes certainly went wide, one or two of the footballers stepped away from Kyoya, not wanting to get into a scrap with Arai one bit. Kuze looked slightly taken aback, it was clear he hadn't expected to face such a confident guy today, "ugh, there's no way you could take all of us, don't be stupid."

"Maybe not," Arai admitted with a nod, forcing a polite smile, "but I can certainly ruin those faces of yours, isn't reputation everything for you folks? Most commoners keep weapons and blades in their bags on the daily, the real word is dangerous gentlemen." He spoke the truth, keys and scissors count as weapons right? Of course the real world was a danger, where did they think danger came from? Space? Arai took another step forward, staring Kuze in the eyes with a determination that can only come from being a good man, with a moral compass, "so I ask you again, Kuze: Let. Him. Go."

Shocked at being called his first name, but a commoner no less, Kuze took a step back, a clear sign of weakness from the captain. His team instantly dropped poor Ootori to the floor, and their captain glared. "Fine!" He then turned and spat on the ground near Kyoya, "this fucking commoner won't always be here to protect you, bitch." With that, he stormed off, his team in pursuit.

"Why would you do that..?" Arai glanced down, seeing Ootori knelt on the floor, adjusting his glasses and looking up at him.

Arai paused, crouching down to reach Kyoya's eye level, "well anyone would in that situation, I don't know anyone who wouldn't. Are you alright Ootori?"

He nodded, "I'm fine, it's nothing really." Ootori had sighed, shifting to sit down more comfortably, so Arai sat next to him, nodding.

"Is that a normal thing?" He asked, watching Ootori closely, making sure that he was alright… he noticed how not just Ootori's hands were shaking, but his whole form.

"I'm sorry Arai, could you leave, I fear I am about to uh, experience extreme emotions." Ootori coughed nervously, glancing away.

"Oh, are you about to cry?" Arai hums in thought, smiling softly, "it's ok Ootori, you can cry around me, I won't tell anyone." He put a gentle hand on the other boy's shoulder, feeling him tense up beneath him, Arai paused for a moment before gently rubbing Ootori's back, allowing him to relax.

The rich boy was in tears, but he wasn't crying, at least not how Arai had seen it- Ootori was completely silent, the only sign that he was actually sad were the tears that ran down either side of his face as Arai gently rubbed his back, "it's ok, let it all out, I've got you…" Arai just kept murmuring words of encouragement and comfort, he didn't know this guy well at all but they were both Haruhi's friends, and Arai felt he had to be a decent human being at least. "It's alright Ootori… can I call you Kyoya?"

He nodded, "yes, sure," Kyoya sighed, glancing away from Arai. "So you're Haruhi's friend huh?"

"Yep," he smiled, wondering why Haruhi wouldn't have gone for this one, he's so much more subtle than her other friends, "we never actually spoke in Karuizawa, but I kinda wish we had, you seem pretty cool Kyoya."

Kyoya wiped his tears, brushing his trousers down. "Hm, well I am apparently the 'cool type' according to Tamaki. I apologize for having this be the first time we've spoken."

Arai paused, frowning slightly, "hey, don't worry about it, it doesn't change my opinion of you in the slightest." He spoke the truth, he'd never judge someone for any sort of experience like that, he didn't understand why someone would.

Was that a smile? There seemed to be the barest hint of one on Kyoya's face, the boy finally looking Arai in the face. "I'm glad, I wouldn't want any of Haruhi's old friends to think any less of me, she's quite a lovely young woman, it stands to reason he friends are as well."

"I could say the same to you, but you seem pretty awesome on your own." Arai moved his hand from Kyoya's back to his shoulder, smiling softly up at the guy, "why aren't you with your friends by the way?"

"Hm? Oh well Tamaki asked me to go get the commoners coffee from the club room but uh… I got a little held up, they're probably waiting for me." Kyoya shakily stood up, "do forgive me."

"Oh, can I come?" Arai stood as well, smiling kindly, "I'd love to see where you lot hang out."

"Oh of course, you can come if you'd like." Kyoya began to head towards one of the buildings, adjusting his blazer, "it's not set up so you won't have the full effect, but it's still a lovely room."

"I don't doubt that," Arai happily followed him, acutely aware of how his uniform was nowhere near as fancy as his.

They walked through the hallway, Arai talked to Kyoya about a lot of things; grades, family, the differences between rich and poor. Arai learnt that Kyoya was also a straight A student, he was happy to hear how Kyoya especially hated biology, especially human biology- Kyoya had already learnt almost everything they were teaching this year, thanks to his brothers and family hospitals, Arai simply found that fascinating. He also learnt that Kyoya had two brothers and one sister, all older than him, in return he told Kyoya all about being an only child, he expressed how much having siblings would be great and Kyoya told him exactly how wrong he was.

He'd of course noticed how hesitant Kyoya was to share any information that wasn't common knowledge, but Arai was simply happy to hear Kyoya's opinion on such public knowledge, plus it wasn't like he knew any of this, he didn't go around researching folks. By the time they go to the club room, the third music room on one of the wings, Kyoya had opened up enough to explain he'd been mildly jealous of Haruhi had first, and Arai couldn't imagine how that felt, though he supposed it must have been the same thing that one twin was feeling when he lashed out at Arai back in Karuizawa… Arai had never felt such envy, but he could sympathise.

Kyoya opened the door, holding it open for Arai, "here we are." Arai stepped forward, the first thing he noticed was the smell, warm coffee and roses, it was so… nice. There were roses in every case, and some stray petals on the floor, the curtains were closed but what light came through, bounced off the many gold objects in the room, including the small chandelier and gold adorned ceiling. There was a laptop, probably Kyoya's, on one of the tables, that had five bags neatly placed- Arai had to assume that Haruhi had taken her bag with her, just like Kyoya, they were both so practical like that… that was one of the things Arai had liked about Haruhi.

Kyoya wasn't stopping to stare however, he was used to seeing this room every day, he simply headed over to one of the tables, picking up a jar of instant coffee, "oh, huh, do rich people drink instant coffee too? I thought you guys like, got gold coffee beans or something…"

What was that sound? Oh, Arai had caught him off guard, Kyoya was chuckling. "Gold coffee beans? We're rich, we're not Midas." Oh, he made a little joke of his own, Arai chuckled lightly at that, he loved a little mythology joke. "But really," Kyoya continued, "we do usually use fresh coffee beans and we do have a coffee grinder in the storeroom. It just so happens that the club really enjoys commoner coffee?" He shrugs slightly.

"Commoners coffee?" Arai raised an eyebrow at that, tilting his head slightly.

"That's how most refer to it, I'm aware it's not exclusive to the poor." Kyoya rolls his eyes, tucking the jar into his bag, "I should probably get back to the hosts now, where do you need to be?"

"Oh!" Arai had completely forgotten what his train of thought was before coming across Kyoya, "oh yeah, I was just going to grab a snack or something," he shrugs, "I don't really need to be anywhere right now."

"Oh, can you afford snacks? I'll pay for it, I should probably get something to shut Tamaki up with anyway- don't want him asking where I was." Kyoya headed back to the door, hand on the doorknob.

Arai, ever the quick thinker, responded fairly snappy, "only if you let me buy you coffee some time!"

Kyoya froze, glancing back to Arai, "I… well then, I suppose I'd have to send you a copy of my schedule."

He smiled, surprising even himself with such confidence, maybe it was the adrenaline from scaring off the football club. "Please don't feel obligated to though, I just think it'd be fun…" he shrugged softly, feeling suddenly so nervous once again, there was a reason these boys were considered the beauty elite, even in a school such as Ouran academy- and here Arai was, trying on such a bold move with one.

"Oh I'm not saying no, certainly not, just a very busy man." Kyoya almost smiled at him once again, "besides; I need to schedule things to fit club activities and social events around school."

"Wow, that sounds very exhausting, don't you ever have free time?"

They were walking now, back down the corridors and down the stairs. "I suppose so, but I mostly use that for studying." They spent the entire way back, just talking about school and their studies, Kyoya offered to show him how he kept notes when they met up for coffee, Arai told him he'd like to see his notes, but he'd rather take that coffee date to get to know Kyoya, not Kyoya's study habits. They picked up some pretzel sticks from a concession stand, one pot for Arai, and one that Kyoya planned to use to bribe his friend into silence.

When they got to the stand, they paused, Kyoya looked down at Arai, silent for a moment- by now it was clear to Arai how emotionally constipated the richer boy was, so he didn't mind the silence, filling it himself. "I hope we can have that coffee date soon, Kyoya, you're really cool. I hope those boys don't bother you again."

Kyoya nodded slowly, "thank you Arai, I'll see you then…" and he turned, but Arai wasn't finished.

"Don't you need my number?"

Kyoya glanced back at him, once again getting so close to cracking a smile, "oh, I'll just ask Haruhi." Arai did wonder how he'd explain that to Haruhi, but he didn't ask, he just nodded, happy to have met Kyoya.

Maybe the rich weren't so bad… well they were- but Kyoya was cute.

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Find Me

Chapter Thirteen - Choose Your Own Adventure 

Previous Poll Result: Yes 

Kyoya finished dressing himself and took one last look in the mirror before leaving his bedroom. He would have to meet Hikaru at the police station to help bail out Kaoru for this ridiculous notion that he was a suspect. It was more of an inconvenience than a set-back for him but it did encourage him to begin thinking about their safety. 

Someone had thrown Kaoru’s name into the fire in hopes of locking him away. Why anyone would want him out of the picture was beyond him but he supposed he should count himself lucky; they tried to throw him in jail instead of murdering him. 

He arrived to his father’s home office and knocked on the door twice before entering. He found Yoshio sitting at his desk hunched over a pile of papers. 

“Kyoya, sit down if you would.” Yoshio said calmly, not bothering to look up. 

Kyoya took his seat in a velvet striped chair and spoke first, not wanting to waste any more time, “I assume you’ve called me here to discuss Haruhi’s disappearance?” 

Yoshio straightened up and took a deep breath as he fell back into his chair, “Yes, her being gone this long is beginning to worry me. I’m surprised we haven’t heard any ransom offers yet but I’m prepared to settle when they do.”

Kyoya arched an eyebrow and studied his father’s impassive face, “You are? I thought you frowned upon of my and Haruhi’s union. Why are you now concerned for her?” 

Yoshio nodded and adjusted his glasses, “I do but unfortunately her kidnapping case has gone public and now everyone in Japan knows of our crisis. I’m afraid it doesn’t shine a favorable light on us. No self-respecting father would offer his daughter to a family who had lost a fiance in the past. At this point Haruhi may be the only woman that would be willing to marry you, if we find her.”

“When we find her,” Kyoya gnarled. 

“You cannot blind yourself to reality Kyoya. Haruhi has been missing for nearly a week without any leads, tips, or word from her kidnappers. Her father was murdered, what makes you think they won’t murder her too?. Her kidnappers have proven that there are deeper and more evil motives to their scheme. This isn’t a money heist, they have an elaborate plan. You’d be a fool to think they’d pamper Haruhi until you manage to rescue her.” Yoshio didn’t look away from his son’s dark eyes as he spoke, willing his words to take root. 

Kyoya couldn’t deny that his father was mostly right. Her kidnappers were operating differently, they weren’t following the statue quo. They weren’t demanding for money. They were silently hiding, quite possibly under their noses, and refused to be found yet. They were elaborate. 

However he knew that Haruhi was alive. He couldn’t explain it nor describe it but he felt that truth weighing heavy on his heart. From deep within him, he knew Haruhi was still alive. 

Yoshio continued, “I called you here to discuss our next steps if we cannot find her alive. As you know, your brothers haven’t produced an heir for the Ootori family yet and your sister refuses to allow her children to be considered. That means you need to begin thinking about-”

“About what?” Kyoya asked through gritted teeth, gripping the ends of the arm rests until his knuckles turned white, “How dare you even suggest such a crude idea. I am marrying Haruhi. She will provide my heir. There will not be nor will there ever be another. Knowing you have given up on her, your future daughter in law, disgusts me. You’re pathetic for throwing her away so easily.” He forced himself to take a deep shaky breath to calm himself. 

Yoshio slammed his hand on his desk, “You will watch how you speak to me! I will not tolerate blatant disrespect. I understand you love the commoner but there is a high possibility that she is dead! Dead, Kyoya! If you do consider your choices now the Ootori Group just might die with you!”

Kyoya sprang to his feet and slammed his hands on the desk as he leaned forward to face his father, “Then let it die!”

Yoshio sighed and clasped his hands together, “If that is how you feel then you are dismissed.”

Kyoya didn’t hesitate and gladly turned to leave. He needed to escape his father's presence to find his composure again. Although he knew the man was capable of being so cold hearted, he never expected him to toss Haruhi away so quickly. As he walked away Yoshio called after him, “I am doing what I can to find her too but you must prepare yourself for the worst.”

Kyoya ignored his words, refusing to even consider the possibility. Haruhi was alive, he felt it in his bones, and even if everyone eventually gave up on her he’d be damned if he did too. 

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Mario kart with the hosts!

LET ME TELL

YOU A STORY ABOUT THIS GAME! So. My sister and I have been playing Mario cart

since Nintendo 64 days. Yes, I just aged myself. And we are very aggressive people

at this game! It got so bad that my parents had to shut off the game if we got

to aggressive with each other. My sister as continued this obsession with Mario

cart and all its new games and we still shit talk each other but I'm not at her

level anymore. . . she's scary online.

Haruhi

She is not an aggressive player and you have a hard time

playing with her if you are. Mostly because she almost treats it like a Sunday

drive (for those off you not sure what a Sunday drive is google it.) so she's

not worried about what place she comes in. if you even try to shit talk her

into playing rougher she will turn and stare at you until you apologies. 2/10

not good at Mario cart.

Tamaki

It took him forever to learn and you didn’t thing he would

fight you back. . . HE DID! He was

so sweet you thought they would be easy wins and he seemed to be having fun. And

the last lap you thought you were winning he destroys you! "Don't worry

love, next time." This little shit says the same thing you used to say to

him before he kisses your cheek, smiles smugly and leaves. 10/10 The bastard is very good!

Kyoya

You can't get his ass to play you. You begged, you pleaded,

you gave him puppy eyes, you tried everything! He still won't play you. If you

play by yourself he'll lean over and say "this is why" then pat you

on the shoulder and return to whatever he's doing. 0/10 horrible partner JUST PLAY THE DAMN GAME KYOYA!

Hikaru

You guys are only allowed to play Mario cart under

supervision and only one cup. Which is 4 races. You guys get so aggressive and

so brutal to the point you play dirty. Hikaru can and will YEET you and you him. So yeah, people got concerned and banned you

guys basically. In your own houses. 100/10 he over does it.

Kaoru

It’s a good thing you love him if you play in a public

setting he'll put on a crybaby act making you look like a horrible partner to

the rest of the world. He'll look at you with big crocodile tears in his eye

and pout if he doesn’t win. If you guys are alone? All bars are off but in

public he always wins. 6/10 you "I'm not a crybaby" cheater!

Honey

Plays princess peach and only princess peach and will KICK YOU ASS. You saw him watch you the

first couple times. You didn’t think anything of it when you finally offered

him to play with you. You didn’t know that he was learning how you play so he

can win every time. 5/10 your mad at him right now and he's laughing which

makes it worse.

Mori

Best person to play with. Equal mix of fun and just a little competition.

Who will win? Who knows? Really likes to play bowser simple because he likes

the design. Mori is also very good and comebacks to your jabbing the few that

he throws. 10/10 best person ever you guys have fun.