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slyvester101 · 7 months ago

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Club au where the reds and blues work at a club that Carolina owns and totally doesn’t use as a cover for the undercover work she’s doing in the city with the Freelancers to take her corrupt asshole of a father down.

Church, being Carolina’s sister, hangs around the club basically every night since he gets free drinks and has become the official unofficial manager and recruiter for the place since Carolina and the Freelancers are usually too busy going on missions to take down warehouses or gang members working for her dad, planning missions in the rooms upstairs, or acting as innocent members of society that totally aren’t plotting to kill the Director and tear his illegal operations down.

The first of the reds and blues he hires is Sarge and Lopez, who are the club’s cooks. Sarge haphazardly tosses ingredients into a bowl and it comes out edible somehow? He doesn’t even toss in the necessary ingredients for the food; he put a chicken, a bag of chips, a whole bottle of garlic seasoning and a watermelon into the oven and out comes a beef burger with loaded fries. Lopez is in agony trying to figure out how he does it. But it always ends up good. In fact, it’s so good that it ups the club's foot traffic and creates a much better cover to all the cartel members coming in and out to talk with the Freelancers.

Grif and Simmons come next, Grif being the no nonsense bartender who gets to listen to all the juicy gossip going around the club as well as the annoying drama that gets dragged to his bar. He makes a damn good drink so the bar gets a little crowded when he’s clocked in and he complains endlessly to Simmons.

Simmons is a waiter/occasional assistant cook who can guess a person’s order just by looking at them (something about statistics and body language and a bunch of stuff that Grif calls him a nerd for) as well as know their intent and reason for being there with just a couple words. He weeds out a lot of undercover cops. They both get scolded since they constantly get distracted while flirting talking at the bar.

Tucker was next, a dancer with enough spunk and spite to fill the whole club and moves that leave everyone jaw dropped and star stricken. He loves dancing and loves entertaining the crowd even though he has to deal with a lot of shit (he can split-kick a sucker unconscious if they even think about touching him because unfortunately, people think they have the right to touch you when you show off a little skin and dance in front of a crowd. Sometimes people think they have the right to touch you just because you exist and they’re an asshole). But it pays well and he gets the freetime to spend with his son, who is the main reason he works hard for those extra tips to support him, so it makes up for the less favorable situations.

Caboose and Donut were hired one right after the other; Caboose being a bouncer who knows every patron by name (not always the right one) and can carry three full grown men over his shoulder with a smile on his face; Donut being a DJ/event planner/decorator extraordinaire and is basically just an assistant manager at this point with how much work he does with Church to keep the club up and running, but he refuses to take the title because it doesn’t “fit his vibes”.

All the reds and blues know some kind of illegal shit is going on with their bosses, but they stay willfully ignorant about it and only get involved when they think something will put the club at risk. They all love the club and all the people who work there so they work hard to keep it from being shut down by cops or blown to hell by a rival gang or whoever the fuck their bosses are fighting.

That being said, they’re all rather wary of the Freelancers despite Church’s insistence that they’re not bad people (mostly) and wouldn’t bring any harm to them (probably). Things are civil between the two groups, especially since the Freelancers are the one writing their checks, but there’s this underlying tension and nervousness that no one can seem to break.

The Freelancers are kind of disheartened that Church’s friends aren’t really keen to talk to them more than they have to, especially the dancer who hasn’t said more than a word to any of them and will literally get up and leave in the middle of a conversation to avoid talking to them.

This changes with the addition of Caboose and Donut, the two balls of sunshine giving the club a bit more energy, a lot more color, and a bit more balance.

No one is willing to anger the giant bouncer who can easily lift a table with one hand and the feisty DJ who can get you banned for life with another. There’s a lot less creeps roaming around and the whole club seems to relax at the changes Donut makes to the club and the safety Caboose brings.

Carolina seems to lighten up around Caboose, which in turn makes the reds and blues feel less on edge since she doesn’t look like she’s gonna murder one of them. York and North are finally able to get some more friendly conversation outta Grif and Simmons after Donut gets York and Simmons on a rant about hacking as North and Grif snicker at their geeky counterparts. (“I am not a geek! I am a nerd! There is a difference!” “The fact that you know the difference between a nerd and a geek makes you a geek.”)

Maine, who would sometimes work as a bouncer when not on a mission, finds Caboose rather companionable and likes to stand with him outside and listen to him chat during downtime. South comes by a lot more because Donut has somehow started a passive aggressive off between her, himself, and Tucker (and occasionally Church but he’s more overtly aggressive so he doesn’t really count). It’s a lot more fun than it sounds. Connie likes chatting with Donut and adores the gossip sessions she can get outta him, Grif and Simmons. There is a lot of tea to be shared around the bar.

Everyone agrees to keep Wyoming and Florida from meeting Sarge. That is a war crime waiting to happen.

Wash isn’t at the club often (none of the Freelancers are) and instead drowns himself in work with Carolina, planning and plotting and mapping and debating. He’s a bit more standoffish, a bit more gritty and a lot more like his Recovery One counterpart in canon. He’s cold, he’s calculative, he’s bitter, but he’s also patient and knows they can’t rush their takeover of the Director. It worries the other freelancers, seeing how mean and withdrawn he’s become, especially after knowing him as the upbeat, if nervous and oblivious rookie who did everything he was told with a smile and a lot of puns.

But he’s still convinced to come out for drinks to relax after a particularly stressful mission that went off without a hitch. For as distant as he’s become, he’s still a softy underneath and caves at York and North’s insistence that he needs to let loose a little after spending so much time under duress.

Wash hasn’t looked around the main level of the club since Tucker, Caboose, and Donut have been hired and is rather surprised by how lively and joyful the club has become. Caboose greets him with a smile at the door, happily introducing himself to the “new friend” coming into the club. He calls Wash “Mister Washingtub” and helpfully tells him that it’s performers night, so be nice and respectful to everyone who goes on stage or be kicked to the curb. Wash doesn’t doubt that with how massive the guy is.

When they walk in, he gets an armful of bright pink and a chipper blonde man guiding him and the other Freelancers to a reserved seating area near the front of the stage. York and North laugh at his face as he’s dragged by the hand of this upbeat man.

The whole club has changed since he was last there, much more open and welcoming, the decorations not as drab or outdated and the bar and stage have been renovated into something Wash can only describe as glamorous. Even the patrons and workers have changed, more smiles and jovial laughs echoing over the music, more people dancing on the floor or chatting at the bar. It’s so full of life and excitement that Wash is half convinced he walked into the wrong building.

He reacquaints himself with Simmons, the no longer skittish waiter with clumsy hands. He gets a polite smile from him before he rushes back to the bar to chat with Grif, the much more relaxed and not quite as grumpy bartender.

Wash is still reeling a little by the time the music stops and the man in pink is up on the stage starting up the event of the night. Singer after dancer after comedian go on and on throughout the night, entertaining the crowd and adding to the high spirits of the place.

It all comes to head during the final act, a dancer who has the whole crowd applauding before he’s even on stage.

Lavernius Tucker.

Wash is just as hypnotized as the rest of the crowd as Tucker swings and dips and spins around the pole on the center stage, showing impressive feats of strength as he pulls himself up and flips around with poise and precision. It’s beautiful and artistic and you can tell how much love and work has gone into the man’s routine.

The dance ends with thunderous applause and Wash sits there in awe at this graceful dancer taking bows and tips at the front of the stage.

Maybe he should come to the club more often.

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rustycopper4use · 3 days ago

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It’s Always Been You (Re-write)

Pt 16

….

“Welcome!”

….

Y/n books it to the host club room, he swings the door open, almost tripping on his two feet in the process.

“Guess who I—“ Y/n takes a sharp inhale, “Who I saw.”

The twins sliding in front of Y/n holding their hands over their mouths.

“You don’t mean—“

“Yeah- I saw him, he’s in the building!” Y/n lets out an airy chuckle.

“—It’s been way too long!”

“Who are you talking about?” Haruhi walks over to them.

“Oh oh~ you’ll see~” The twins grinned looking at each other.

“That still hasn’t answered my question yknow.” Haruhi sighed, knowing the host club this would take over the entire day. Y/n digs through his bag before shoving a photo of a young brow haired boy, in Haruhi’s face.

“Look I want you to do me a favour, I want to you go out and if you see him outside the host room,” Y/n points to the photo to emphasize his words, “Bring. Out. Honey-Senpai” Y/n jabs the photo with each word.

“Okay…?” Haruhi takes the photo from Y/n, looking back at the photo, there’s no way the boy could be older than Twelve, what did Honey-Senpai have to do with this?

“Off you go!~” Y/n, and the twins shove Haruhi out the door, closing it right behind her.

“I was worried he wasn’t ever gonna come back,” Hikaru and Karou shake Y/n by his shoulders.

“I know! I remember the last time he was here, the club made so much money in bets that day.” Y/n sighed dreamily.

Honey-senpai walks over, actually it’s better to say Mori walked over Honey was just on his shoulders.

“Is Chika-chan here?” Honey looked over at the closed door.

“You know he is!” Y/n clapped his hands together.

“Go get em’ tiger!” The twins and Y/n spoke in sync. Mori walks closer to the door opening it, revealing Haruhi and Chika.

“It’s Chika-chan!” Honey smiled, flowers surrounding him. Chika glared at him, his hangs balled up into fists.

"So what's up~? You rarely come over to the high school like this to see me!" Honey smile got bigger.

"Prepare yourself, Mitsukuni." Chika pushed up his glasses, jumping up at him trying to kick Honey off Mori’s shoulders.

“Huh?!” Haruhi gasped taking a step back.

Honey jumps off Mori’s shoulders, landing on the ground, staring daggers at Chika.

"Hey, come on cut it out you guys! Mori-Senpai!" Haruhi yelled out.

“Hm?” Mori blankly looks back at her.

"What do you mean, 'hm'?!"

“Y/n??” Haruhi looks around frantically, wait where was Y/n!

Gears grinded, and sparks flew, and a platform has risen from the dust!

Renge and Y/n now sit on the platform, both wearing matching headsets, were they broadcasting this?

"Woah, did you see that?!" Renge gasped.

"Huni-Senpai dodges Chika's preliminary attack! This is gonna be good!" She grabbed the mic on the headset.

“performance from both of them!” Y/n grinned.

“What is going on?!” Haruhi looks back at the fight.

"Huni-Senpai is able to fly through the air with such grace! He's like a modern day Ushiwakamaru! Woah, Chika attacks again without even giving him a chance to regain his balance!" Renge narrates with stars in her eyes.

Chika starts to throw punches left and right towards Honey, however the blonde dodges and sweeps Chika legs from right underneath him.

"Incredible! He dodged his attack and tripped him!" Y/n watches on the edge of his seat.

"Neither of them is gonna give, they keep lashing out with ferocious techniques!" Renge adds. Haruhi looks up at the two nervously, this was absurd even by the host club’s standards.

Chika stands still, trying to catch his breath, Honey looks at Chika, still smiling.

"So, they're at it again." Tamaki watches with Kyoya standing next to him.

"I wish they would've chosen a better location to do this." Kyoya pushes up his glasses.

"Wait, why're you guys so calm?!" Haruhi goes up to them.

Chika whips out a sliver metal rod, gripping it tightly in his hand.

“Oh?” Tamaki ignores Haruhi.

“Hm?” The twins said in sync. Haruhi turns to look back at the battle.

"Now things are getting serious, Chika's got a weapon!" Renge points out.

Chika throws himself at Honey, who in turn jumps out of his way. But Chika is ruthless, continuing to swing the metal rod at Honey, who still is dodging the attacks.

"Hey! No way! The use of weapons should be against the rules!" Haruhi yells out at the ‘announcers’.

“Of course not! It only makes it more interesting.” Y/n gave a devilish smile, reminding Haruhi a little too much of the twins.

Chika finally lands a blow on Honey, sending him flying across the room, landing flat on his back.

“Oh.” Y/n makes a hissing sound, “That’s gotta leave a mark.”Renge pulls on Y/n’s sleeve, subtly pointing at Chika. Y/n eyes widened.

"Woah, he knocked him out of the park!" Hikaru looks over to the unmoving Honey.

"This may be his first win!" Karou looks surprised. Mori narrowed his eyes, noticing something.

“I gotcha…” Chika pants, putting the metal rod away.

"Sorry, but I don't think so. The winner of this fight is Huni-Senpai." Renge and Y/n stand up from their seats.

"Renge's right about that." Mori quietly spoke.

Chika furrowed his brows, look down, his pant leg was pinned down to the ground by shurikens.

"See? He got you." Mori points at his pants.

"How the hell did he do that?" Chika clenched his teeth.

"In the heat of battle, Huni-Senpai was able to attack with shuriken before Chika noticed!" Renge noted, pointing at the projector Y/n pulled down.

"His attack has left Chika utterly defenseless!" Y/n gets off the platform as Renge disappears with it.

"Hey guys? I'm completely lost, you wanna tell me what's going on here? Who's that kid, and why'd he attack Huni-Senpai?" Haruhi looks over towards Y/n, Kyoya and Tamaki.

Kyoya pushes up his glasses.

"What? You mean you can't tell just by looking at his face? He's Huni-Senpai's younger brother." Tamaki he motioned towards Chika.

“He’s the spitting image.” Y/n shrugged, taking off the headset on his head.

…

The host clubs sits back in the room, with Chika on one side of the table, and Haruhi on the other.

"The Haninozukas are a noble family. We excel at martial arts. We've combined styles over the years, to create our very own method of fighting." On the table were various sweets and desserts.

"When we're away we study karate and judo, but when we're home we work hard to master the Haninozuka technique. So to make sure that we always stay alert, we have been taught that whenever two family members come face to face, they must engage each other in battle." Chika spoke, with a hint of resentment in his voice.

"Go on, Yasuchika, we saved you a yummy piece of cake." Tamaki leans on the table in between the two with a smile.

"Thank you, but I don't care for sweets. Besides, the basic principle of the Haninozuka technique is refraining from selfishness. So to let myself indulge in sweets would be out of the question." Chika shakes his head.

"But, one little piece of cake isn't really going to hurt you." Tamaki physically and audibly deflates.

"Hold on, I happen to know of a sweets loving, overly pampered little loli boy, who happens to be," Hikaru leans on one side of the sofa Y/n was sitting on.

"The next head of the Haninozukas." Karou leans on the other side.

"And he's sitting right over there." The twins point at Honey.

“Hmph.” Chika glares at his brother, as Honey contemptibly eats a slice of cake with Mori watching.

"There's no doubts my older brother is strong. But he lives a decadent lifestyle and has failed to show any self restraint. He no longer has the right to be called a Haninozuka. I can't allow someone who arbitrarily quit the karate club only to become hooked on cake and stuffed animals to be the head of the Haninozuka family. Even if he is my older brother." Chika stands up from his seat.

"I've been meaning to make that clear for a while. And another thing Mitsukuni, I've said it before and I'll say it again, stay away from me at school got it?" Chika promptly leaves the room. Honey stopped eating cake, now opting to look out a window sadly, holding Usa-chan in his arms.

Haruhi gets up from her seat, going over to the small blonde.

"Senpai? Are you doing okay?" Honey in response hugs the bunny tighter, sighing.

"Honey-Senpai? So what should we do with this cake?" Tamaki stands next to Haruhi, holding up a plate.

"I'll eat it~!" Honey twirls around while eating the cake.

"Yay~!"

"So you used to be in the karate club Huni-Senpai? I had no idea." Haruhi looked at the giggly blonde moving around with his pink bunny.

"What made you decide to quit and join with the host club?"

"Why did you just say the host club like that? What're you getting at huh?" Tamaki pouts, sticking his lower lip out.

"Well, no matter how you cut it, the karate club is a much more reputable club than ours is Senpai." Haruhi bluntly replied. Tamaki screams, tears pricking at the corner of his eyes.

"If you really want to know," Hikaru leans his arm on Haruhi’s shoulder.

"We'll have to take a little trip down memory lane." Karou does the same but on the opposite side.

"It was long before the Host Club had been established." Hikaru began to narrate.

"Listen up and we'll tell you the legend of Huni-Senpai, the captain of the karate club."

…Flashback…

A younger Honey stood in a white karate uniform, just finishing a fighting demonstration.

"Ohh so the eldest son is in high school now." An older man spoke.

"I heard he's already been made captain of the karate club, and he's only a first year!" An other man whispered.

"That is outstanding!"

"I know he's a growing boy, but doesn't he seem small for his age? He may not be respected as head of the family if he stays that small." Another male spoke.

“Mitsukuni, you are aware of what the others are saying about you, right?" Honey’s father sat across from him, Mori was sitting next to Honey.

“Yes.” Honey calmly replied.

"You must work even harder to maintain your self discipline. Completely cast aside all weakness and leniency and take hold of your true strength."

“Right.” Honey gave a short nod.

…Flashback over…

"From that day forward, Honey-Senpai tried his very best." Tamaki crossed his arms, dramatically. The twins nod in unison, still clinging on Haruhi.

"It was difficult, but he worked hard."

"So he spent more time working on martial arts moves?" Haruhi spoke.

"Wrong! Well aware of what others were saying about him, Huni-Senpai worked hard to follow his father's orders. He sealed away all of his cute possessions, so as not to seem weak." Tamaki turns to face Haruhi.

…Flashback Pt. 2…

Girls turned to look at Honey, and Mori. Well mostly Honey, he was holding his school bag over his shoulders to give off a more ‘masculine’ look.

“Then, he decided to take on a hard and fearless disposition. That of a manly man. However, it was obvious to everyone around him that his efforts were failing." Tamaki is now narrating.

Honey sits and a dining hall, looking anxiously at the steak sitting in front of him, he’s eyes kept drifting over to the sweets nearby.

"Excuse me, Haninozuka? Would you like me to get you a piece of cake?" A girl asked, noticing Honey’s struggle.

"What're you doing?! He can't!" A girl whispered.

"He's trying so hard to resist!"

"No thank you, I don't like sweets." Honey spoke, hiding his disappointment, poorly.

"He's trying so hard to resist!" Another girl cried out.

"I totally forgot! I'm so sorry!" A girl did a small bow. Honey looks longingly at the sweets sitting so close to him, tears in his eyes.

"You can tell he's really struggling!"

"Oh wow, it's so touching!" All the girls spoke at the same time.

….brief cut back to the present…

"And so the girls were so touched by seeing him resist the things he loved that their moe senses went into overdrive. Not long after that, the Haninozuka Fan Club was born." Tamaki sparkled.

"What does any of that stuff have to do with the legend of the karate club?" Haruhi mumbled, dwelling on the story so far.

“Let us explain~” The twins cooed.

“Hold on, is this entire chapter gonna be just flashbacks?? I’ve barely gotten any real lines, and the author struggles with involving me into these.” Y/n raised his hands up in exasperated, who is thinking about the writer? Just Y/n apparently.

“Let. Us. Explain.” The twins repeated louder.

…Flashback Pt. 2.5…

"Okay guys, take a ten minute break!" Honey-chan looks at his club,

“Sir!” They all said with a bow.

"Hey, you know Captain Haninozuka is such a strict and manly captain. His technique is awesome and he always keeps us in line." One club member brown-nosed, but he meant well.

"No joke! He's the best captain ever!" Another said with a cheer

"For real though, he's a super manly man." The group continues to pump out nice compliments one after another, pretending to not know that Honey was still there.

…Cut Back, again…

"That story's such a tear jerker!" Hikaru and Karou blows their nose out on their handkerchief, tears rolling down their eyes.

"You gotta be kidding. How is that a tear jerker? Never mind, just tell me what happens would ya?" Haruhi rubs her face in annoyance.

“And please let this be the last one.” Y/n groaned.

“With the host club? No way.” Haruhi deadpans.

“Was that a reference!—“

…Flash back Pt. 3…

Honey observes his club as they do their practice trails, however something moving from the corner of eyes stole his attention. He turns his head, now fully seeing the pink bunny pocket puppet. Moving closer to the bunny as it waved at him, the bunny disappeared from behind the door and Honey followed.

Tamaki is crouched down to Honey’s eye level, making the Pink bunny talk for him,

"I know this is kind of sudden, but I was wondering if you'd join a new club i'm starting." The bunny moves his mouth.

"Aren't you Suoh? Tamaki right? You're from the middle school. What kind of club are you starting?" Honey’s eyes were still fixated on the bunny.

"I can't tell you how happy I am you asked Haninozuka-Senpai!! The bunny abruptly raised his voice, now behind Honey.

"C'mon Senpai, don't you think it's about time you start using your charming good looks to get more out of life? Why waste your time fighting when you could use your cuteness to give solace to young girls with too much time on their hands. With tons of stuffed animals and all the cake you could want!" The bunny moved around as he ‘talked’.

Honey shakes in excitement at the thought, flowers surrounding him.

"I promise if you join, we'll always have plenty of sweets on hand!" Tamaki smiled.

"Really?!—“ Honey harshly shakes his head, the flowers disappearing as he does.

“I mean- No! I don't like sweets so you can forget it! And for the record, I don't like cutesy things either." His shoulders stiffened. Tamaki waves the bunny around.

"No way, not into cutesy stuff. Don't like it... at all..." Honey’s head followed the bunny’s movements. Tamaki lets out a quiet laugh before starting again,

"I don't know much about martial arts, so please forgive me, but I was wondering, do you think you could tell me what true strength is? I may be out of line, but hiding your true self and putting on airs doesn't seem any different than running away to me. I would think that embracing the things you truly like, and being able to enjoy them, is worth more than anything to just be yourself. I believe that's what true strength really is."

Honey is token aback by this, blinking, trying to process everything the blonde said.

"I'll be back to ask you again," Tamaki places the bunny in Honey’s hands, standing up.

"Please, consider it Senpai." He bows before walking away.

Mori hums, who heard everything from around the corner.

…

"What is it that you wanted to talk to me about?" Honey’s father spoke, sit down with his son.

"Well, there's something that I've been a little confused about Father. Can you please tell me what true strength is?" Honey’s voice wavered at his own question.

"I will show you, my son, so you can experience it directly. Come with me to the dojo." He stands up, leading the way. They now both stood in fighting stances, glaring at each other.

"It has been said that Huni-Senpai's father is the most talented fighter in the Haninozuka family's history." Tamaki narrates.

The referee swings his hand down,

“And begin!”

…cut back, AGAIN…

"If I remember correctly, Huni-Senpai had already attained his current level of martial arts prowess, which was quite extraordinary. Well, am I right?" Tamaki hand rested underneath his chin, looking over at Mori, who had Honey on his shoulders.

“Uh huh!”

"Rumor has it, the referee that happened to be officiating was Japan's Secretary of Defense at the time, and he begged Huni-Senpai to never fight in public again." Tamaki eerily spoke.

"At least not at his full potential."

"And why would he do that?" Haruhi raised her brow.

"If the world ever saw Huni-Senpai's true abilities, they'd suspect Japan of possessing a weapon of mass destruction. The secretary was afraid it might upset the U.N. and they would take it out on all of Japan." Tamaki shivered. Hikaru and Karou grabbed Y/n into a hug,

"How awful!"

Haruhi eyes twitched, there’s no way that’s true, right?

"So Huni-Senpai quit the Karate Club," Hikaru starts.

"And decided to become a member of the Host Club."

“Huh.” Haruhi simply said.

"All things considered, Huni-Senpai's behavior is too unconventional for even the Haninozuka's to contain."

"So because of that, his younger brother had a more strict upbringing. One more in keeping with the Haninozuka standard." Karou flippantly told.

"Sometimes I think Chika-Chan hates me because I'm not following the family rules." Honey mumbled, sinking further into Mori.

“It’s not entirely on you, it’s just how he was raised.” Y/n finally spoke, looking sympathetically on the small blonde.

"Alright gentlemen, time for operation 'Haninozuka Brothers' Reconciliation'!" Tamaki points out at the club.

"I knew he was gonna say that.." Haruhi shoulders slumped.

“Does that mean the flashbacks are finally over?” Y/n smiled.

…

"Alright, ten minute break!" Chika shouted. He was now running the karate club, due to his brother’s departure.

“Sir!” They replied back.

"Y'know, Captain Haninozuka sure is a strict captain. No matter how hard we try, it's like he's never satisfied. I really don't think I can take it." A member spoke, rubbing a sore muscle in his arm.

"Tell me about it.." Another chimed in.

"He's a tough captain, but he's no where near as skilled at martial arts as his older brother Mitsukuni.” That was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Chika swiftly moved towards him, punching him and pulling back right before his fist could make contact. The man stumbled, falling onto the ground.

"You will not talk about my brother in my presence, do you understand?" Chika glared.

"Look! It's Chika! He's so adorable!" A group of girls peeked through the door, basically drooling over him.

"Oh wow, he's so totally cute!"

"Yeah, Chika's not bad, but he's no match for his older brother Huni! He's the cutest thing we've ever seen!" The girl turned to the others, now fan-girling over Honey.

Chika slams the door closed, rushing back towards his club.

"What're you idiots looking at?! Get started with the next drill!" He barks his orders.

"But, we're still on our break sir!" A member called out, the poor soul.

"You've barely broken a sweat! You bums don't need a break! Start working harder before you're all out!" He grits his teeth.

“Sir!” All the members replied.

And just behind one of the club’s windows stood the host club, watching Honey’s brother, with the exception of Honey and Mori.

"Well, so far it looks like a simple inferiority complex." Hikaru’s face was pressed up against the window.

"He's always being compared to Honey-Senpai, so that's why he feels such animosity towards him. His older brother is more attractive, more popular, and a better martial artist than he is. I think he's just letting his jealousy get the best of him." Karou watches as well.

“So why do we keep stalking young boys?” Y/n sighed.

Kyoya pushes up his glasses and the twins begin to walk away, dragging Y/n with them.

"It's totally normal and way boring." They spoke together, Y/n just kinda let the, take him.

"Hold on, come back here you three! Why are you suddenly being so uncooperative!" Tamaki yells.

"Well, we thought there'd be an interesting secret reason they're fighting." They turned back around, shrugging, "This is just lame."

"So Honey-Senpai and Chika's feelings aren't exciting enough!?" Tamaki argues, but he might as well be talking to the wall, he’d get better results.

"It's okay Tama-Chan, really." Honey looks up at Tamaki.

"But.. Honey-Senpai.." Tamaki spoke softly.

"It's alright. Don't worry about me. So what if Chika-Chan hates me, I would be happy just seeing him grow up to be strong and healthy." Honey looks off into the horizon.

"He is my brother after all."

“I mean he’s already taller than you.” Y/n crossed his arms, still having the twins holding him by the scruff of his uniform collar.

"Yea, he's pretty grown up and plenty healthy." Hikaru waves a dismissive hand.

"Excuse me, could you guys please keep it down." Chika growls, causing the host club to jump out of their skin.

"What're you doing here? I thought I had told you to stay away from me at school, Mitsukuni!" Chika launched himself at his brother once more. Honey simply blocks his brother’s attack.

"You alien. Would you just leave me alone?" Chika scoffs, shaking with prepubescent rage.

"But Chika-Chan.." Honey pouts.

“Alien?” Y/n muttered.

"What's he mean by 'alien'?" The twins looked each other.

"Why would you call him that? Just because your brother is stronger than you are doesn't give you the right to call him an alien!" Haruhi spoke defensively.

"Yeah, why're you so upset about cake and stuffed animals?" Tamaki pounders.

"Well if it was just about the cake and stuffed animals I would've never have said anything. Let's get this straight, I didn't call my brother an alien because he's stronger than me." Chika’s fists clenched.

"Have any of you ever see him devour an entire cake?! Don't tell me you guys think that's perfectly normal?! He has three whole cakes every night for desert! Seriously! Three cakes a night, and he never gains weight!" Chika points a finger at his brother, his hand shaking.

"And then something crazy occurred last week. I happened to wake up in the middle of the night, and I noticed that the light was on in the dining room."

…flashback pt. 4….

Chika rubbed his eyes tiredly, walking into the main dining room.

"What's going on? It's the middle of the night y'know." His eyes widen as his looks over at his brother.

"Hey Chika-Chan~" Honey was surrounded by cakes, each one different from another.

"I'm glad you're here. Once a week I have a special cake night where I eat all the cake I want. Usa-Chan here helped me to come up with the idea. Would you like to join us?" The dim candlelight casting a terrifying shadow over Honey’s face.

…

"C'mon, be honest. You know there's no way that a regular human being can eat that much cake! Aren't you terrified?! I bet he gets signals from his home planet through that weird bunny of his! Why can't you see that he's an alien!?" Chika trembled, looking at the host club with genuine fear in his eyes.

"When you think about it..." Haruhi starts,

"Everything Chika just said to us..." Then Tamaki,

"Suddenly makes perfect sense doesn't it." And then finally the twins.

“That’s siblings for you.” Y/n looked bored.

"I don't know though. There was a time when Mitsukuni and I got along really well. While it's true that my brother has always had a fondness for cute things, and more of a sweet tooth than I have, I still respected his ability to avoid that stuff even though he loved it. And then this idiot came along and brainwashed him with some ridiculous nonsense. Something about acknowledging who you really are and just being yourself, that that's true strength." Chika rambled. Y/n and the twins crane their heads over to Tamaki, who just turned fifty shades paler.

"Not long after that, he fell apart and became the alien he is today!" Chika falls to his knees, punching the ground.

“Oh so all of this family troubles,” Y/n motions towards Chika and Honey.

“Can be traced right back to you, isn’t that right boss?” The twins finishes his sentence.

"What're you talking about?! I didn't mean to! There's gotta be some way we can fix this! Cmon guys?!” Tamaki begins to sweat profusely.

“I don’t like it when you’re in sync with those shady twins! It causes nothing but trouble!” Tamaki stammered looking at the three.

"There is a way to solve this, you know." Mori places a hand on Honey’s shoulder.

"You've got it figured out?" Tamaki switches gears immediately.

"So Mitsukuni, you know what to do." Mori gives an encouraging nod.

"Listen Chika-Chan, I never meant to upset you, I didn't know that you hated sweets that much, and I'm very sorry." Honey looks back at his brother.

"Oh no, looks like he missed the point completely." Haruhi deadpanned.

"Nobody can make me change who I am, and I'm really grateful to Tama-Chan and all of the Host Club, because they've shown me that. So, let's settle this like men in the Haninozuka style, Yasuchika." Honey and Chika take up a fighting stance.

"And don't forget Chika-Chan, this is a one point match." Honey stares at Chika.

"So what happens if I win?" Chika gave him a cocky smile.

“Y/n-chan~” Honey waves him over.

‘Ah yes, my job.’ Y/n walks over leaning down closer to Honey. Honey whispers into Y/n’s ear, a grin formed on Y/n’s face.

“If you say so,” Y/n cleared his throat, standing in between Chika and Honey, Y/n points a hand towards Honey.

“Honey has offered up his right to eat cakes in the middle of the night,” Y/n points over to Chika,

“That is of course is only if Chika wins.” Y/n backs up to get out of their way.

“And begin!”

The fight begins the same way as earlier in the chapter, except the roles are in reverse, Chika is taking a defensive approach and Honey is taking an offensive approach.

“Is it just me, or is this fight turning out exactly like the one they had earlier?" Tamaki squints at the battle.

"Yes, but this time their roles are reversed." Kyoya watches too.

"Mitsukuni's already planned how this entire fight will pan out. Yasuchika will attack with the shuriken any moment now." Mori crosses his arms, and just like clockwork Chika did just that however Honey blocks with the rod.

"Woah, he called it!" The twins gasped.

"Uhm.. Mori-Senpai? Where do they hide these shuriken?" Haruhi asked, however she gets promptly ignored.

"I have been watching these two brothers spare for many years, and it didn't take long before I noticed that in every match Yasuchika incorporates moves that Mitsukuni used in the previous match. Mitsukuni realized it as well, and he always tries to give his brother the opportunity to practice those new techniques. He may call him an alien, but as far as martial arts are concerned, Yasuchika has a deep respect for Mitsukuni and his abilities. I think all he really wants is to be like his older brother. They are connected just as two siblings ought to be. And personally, I think a little sibling rivalry is perfectly normal. There's no need to worry about the outcome of this match. I can already tell you that Mitsukuni's planning to throw the fight and let Yasuchika beat him. Trust me, I know everything there is to know about him." Mori spoke the longest paragraph he has ever spoken since the first chapter.

"Defend yourself!" Honey yells out, then swiftly defeats his brother.

"Yay! I'm the winner! Cake! Cake! Cake~!" Honey runs circles around Y/n.

"I have an idea! Since I won I think we should start having special cake night three times a week!" Honey spoke to Usa-chan.

“Better luck next time Chika.” Y/n shoved his hands in his coat pocket, hopefully next chapter I have a more involved role…

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