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Tittle: The Sister Type
- Ouran High School Host Club
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The Hook: The memory brought an embarrassed blush up across his nose. In a way it all made sense, Honey was so fond of cute things, but Takashi had never felt more shocked than when his eyes had caught sight of her wearing that rather provocative shirt. He’d been expecting to see an overweight teenage boy and instead he got…Toru. Kyoya’s protégée is Haruhi’s “sister,” eventual Mori/OC.
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Episode One: Host Club Dog
Toru spent most of her free time thinking about Haruhi. There was so much she owed the younger girl, so much she couldn’t repay. The rest of her classmates were chattering animatedly until the next teacher showed up, but Toru sat in the back, strategically remaining out of view. Her clothes were shapeless and unfashionable, seemingly chosen as a perfect mixture of tans, grays, and pink that would blend her into the walls of the school rather than silly notions like if they matched. When one’s eyes did focus on her, there wasn’t much to look at. The front pocket on her hoodie bulged, giving her a misshapen, heavier, androgynous appearance. Toru always wore her hood low so that her face was cast in its shadow. She looked genderless and boring.
There was a squeal from two rows in front of her. Her hazel eyes were drawn toward the yellow clad figure of Chiagi. The brown haired girl was blushing profusely, probably at something Tamaki had done. A chorus of happy sighs whispered through the room as the girls in the elegant yellow uniform gossiped about Prince Tamaki and Kyoya. Toru glanced at the boys, careful to angle herself in such a way that she wouldn’t be seen.
Tamaki was his usual shimmering self. He spouted off prose and poetry, creating a romantic atmosphere. One could practically envision the classroom filled with the provocative scent of roses, the moody light of candles. Each glance gave his willing victims the erotic image of ownership, as if he were theirs and theirs alone for that moment in time. She’d never been privy to that gaze directly, but she’d watched him use it and had learned to avoid it. “We’ve completely redecorated the club room, my lovely,” his amethyst eyes were simmering with feeling. “Its still nothing compared to your beauty, my Goddess.”
Kyoya seemed more pleased than usual. Toru’s lip quirked involuntarily. A pleased Kyoya was at his most predatory. She watched his sharp eyes flicker over the girls around him and outward toward the rest of the room. Toru made sure her face was firmly behind a text book for the next class when the dark boy’s gaze swept over her area of the room. After, she could see the pleased crook of his lips when the sighs of romantic adulation had reached their peak and all the girls in the class watched Tamaki with rapt attention. He was a shark that scented blood in the water. That’s when Kyoya spoke, “Remember Hime-samas, the auction will take place next week, just a day before final bookings for the month,” he gave them that rare, polite smile and another round of sighs started.
Toru shook her head and retreated behind the wall of her book. An auction didn’t sound very helpful to her current problem. She needed to figure out how to get Haruhi to loosen up a little. It was a difficult task, the younger girl spent her time studying or doing mundane household chores. She didn’t see old school friends, she never went on dates and if there had been a single spontaneous moment since Toru had moved in at the end of the last school year, she couldn’t remember it. Haruhi seemed perfectly unmotivated to do anything about it and it was that stubbornness that made Toru’s job difficult. She wanted to do something fun tonight, but if Haruhi got her way, they’d probably just end up staying at school late and studying…again.
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Special Sneak Peak-
- Revised Chapter 2 Opening:
Pink was a key feature of Ouran’s color scheme and the 3rd Music room was no exception. Even the filigree of crown molding on the ceiling was a dark pink that stood out in contrast to the lighter shade that peaked through. Opulent chandeliers hung on display through out the room, dripping in expensive pink crystals.
Everything was skillfully arranged so that the color didn’t overpower the eyes and instead gave the environment a soft and feminine quality. The rich wood of the furniture stood out in contrast, ground the silk clad customers in a dreamy atmosphere that had been cultivated just for them. Each table was small, cozy and intimate, dressed with a fine silk table cloth an elegant vase arranged with dozens of perfect roses and trailing ivy for drama. Everyone and everything looked polished and refined.
The customers chatted happily. The calming scent of tea mingled with the intoxicating aroma of the roses to create an air of romanticism that was underlined by the Host’s interactions with their guests.
“Tamaki-kun, what’s your favorite music?” the soft words drifted above the sighs of The Prince’s group.
Toru stood at the door with Haruhi and looked over the room before them with a grouchy countenance. They watched Tamaki give his reply, “That one tune that remind me of you, of course,” The vague answer was met with a blush and a sigh of contentment from his excitable guest.
“What a smarmosaurus,” she sneered, clearly not moved by his cheap sentiment when her arms were laden with overfull, paper bags from the grocery store. What was supposed to have been a quick trip to pick up some things the idiot blond swore he couldn’t live without had turned into a ridiculous scavenger hunt that left both girls feeling exasperated with The Hosts in general.
“I baked you some cake today. Will you have it?” One of the customers asked hopefully.
Tamaki’s hands were suddenly on the cute girl’s face, tilting her chin up to gaze properly into the full force of his amethyst eyes, “If you will feed it to me,” he tempted.
And the day isn’t even over yet, Toru silently pouted.
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