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A bemused smile played at the Kyoya’s lips. Tamaki trying to convince Haruhi was funny in and of itself, but the blonde haired host would always try. At least he was consistent. Kyoya opened up the document with the list of what they needed and wrote ramen in bold and underlined font. He would need to stock up just in case the king’s plans went awry as the usually did.

However, in this instance, Kyoya was thinking of pulling out his trump card. It wasn’t something he did too terribly often, but blackmailing their newest host seemed to be a sufficient motivator. He knew that he needed to limit the use of such things before it had no effect, but he was short on time and didn’t want an argument. She would shop for them without much persuasion, taking along their touristic leader would require more persuasion. This wasn’t even taking into account the various items that would find its way into the bag that didn’t have anything to do with their endeavors. Clicking back onto the internet, Kyoya resumed his search without looking up.

"Would you inform the others on this change tomorrow? The twins need to start letting the guests know."

Kyoya may not admit it, but watching his fellow club mates fool around was a past time of his. Joining them was out of the question. It would be unprofessional and may change the careful facade he had built around himself. Compromising that couldn’t happen, but there was no problem living vicariously through his friends. He didn’t have the same luxuries as they did.

A list of games started piling up as the research gave him results. Galaga, Pacman, and a pinball machine would be a must. Foosball and air hockey seemed to be better for groups so a few of those couldn’t hurt. Apparently there was a game with a virtual roller coast. That may also give results. Two people alone in a confined place always seemed to make the girls excitable.

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-[キング]- While mommy was doing the research, the king had to go on and on about the plans, blabbing but mainly to himself, he was amused sometimes on how much he could talk, if only he knew more words in the Japanese language will he then go on for more hours. At times, he even transferred his dialog to french due to knowing more words and sentences and phrases, that most of the time he only made sense to himself. He was becoming more and more excited the more he began to think of the theme and how the room will look and hopefully how much the costumer's would enjoy their time at the club on that day. The only worry he had was that no one would enjoy it, but he knew that he and Kyoya both would not allow such a thing to partake in their club. For they made it for a purpose and making other's sad and uncomfortable was not it.

He'd hurry himself over toward the other behind the desk and glanced over his shoulder toward the laptop screen. While Kyoya seemed to be intrigued by something else, he'd reread some of the articles and descriptions that were popping up on screen that his friend most likely already read through in the matter of minutes. In all honesty, he has never heard of most of these things or heard of them but has never played them, had the choice to or chance, what have you. While they both most likely lived under the kind of circumstances that going to a commoner's arcade wasn't really their forte. Placing a hand on the back of the chair his friend was sitting at, only to lean close to the screen to read things carefully. Trying to understand what Galaga was all about, but the way it was translating in head, he hadn't a clue.

" Do not worry, I will remind them. I feel bad that Hani senpai and Mori senpai will miss out on the fun. I'll have to save them some souvenirs for when they get back. Hopefully, Kyoya, we can have this theme again so they can enjoy it too. "

No matter what he had to do to make this an enjoyable event he will do it, Hoping Haruhi will reconsider on making it difficult for them, they had such little time to really plan this and make it enjoyable, more like a week or so until the day the upper classmen go out of town. There was no way they were going to cancel the Host club hour's on those day's, but they were planning a shortage of client's those days as well due to some of them having favorite hosts and types. Their type's wouldn't be in so they most likely wouldn't come because of it. Which was completely understandable, Mori and Hani were both very popular and amazing people to be around, so some of the girls [ and guys ] wouldn't appreciate not getting their fill of the strong silent type or hyper little lolita.

Even so, for those who are usually their clients, the king will make sure that they will get their fill of host club adequate, it was only proper and he wouldn't really change anything just for them.

" Eh -- The only thing I do not think will be appropriate for school are those zombie shooter games "

He'd tap lightly at the screen.

" I don't think they'd appreciate being scared, maybe we can save something like that for next Halloween, non? "

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❝Red flag! Looks like milord is having perverted thoughts about Haruhi again!❞ Hikaru stop being such a child.

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-[キング]- He'd look up from his tea cup for a minute or so and blinked tiredly. Oh. Right, he was in the host club, he was day dreaming. There was no use admitting it when he was trying to play it cool in front of the other costumers Which, they lacked currently due to the fact that there was no costumer's in today. The door's haven't opened yet and he was already loosing his mind. Thinking that there was someone sitting on the sofa with him, thinking that he had to entertain them for the lack of conversation he was having. Until he turned to find no one was there. He had pictured Haruhi sitting with him in the yellow school dress, curling his hands up into fists and squealing over his display of affection. Maybe it was the lack of sleep he required the night before.

" Hau-- hi ."

Caught red handed, caught in the red spot light, he would peer over toward the nearby twin and squinted his eyes. Unhurriedly, he came back to reality and nearly dropped the tea cup he was holding, letting his fingers lightly curl around the handle. squeeze.

" HUH!? I WAS NOT! "

#hikxru #it's 3am #hi bbu

ABOUT THE MUSE.

[ General appearance. ]

Name: René Tamaki Richard de Grantaine Suoh [ Tamaki Suoh ] Age: 17 Date of Birth: April 8th Zodiac: Aries Gender: Male Eye color: Blue / Purple Hair color: Blond Height: 6'2 Scars: None Burns: None

[ Have you… ]

Had sex: No! Had sex in public: No! Gotten pregnant: Males can't get pregnant Kissed a boy: No Kissed a girl: No Gotten tattoos: No Gotten piercings: No Smoke or drank: Do not let Tamaki drink, ever. but No for both. Had a broken heart: No Been in love: No Needed surgery: No Stayed up for more than 24 hours: Yes

[ Are you… ]

A virgin: Yes A cuddler: Yes A kisser: Probably Scared easily: No Jealous easily: Yes Trustworthy: Yes Dominant: Definitely Submissive: Matters his mood In love: Probably Single: Yes In a relationship: No. Considered mean: No

[ Random questions. ]

Have you harmed yourself: No Thought of suicide: No Attempted suicide: No Killed someone: No Wanted to kill someone: Yes Who did you kiss last: No one Last text: “ Kyoya, are you awake? " Drove a car: No Have/had a job: Yes Favourite soda/pop: Probably blueberry soda Do drugs: No

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#he's a saint #;headcanons

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#;daughter #//////

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“The Ouran Host Club is where the school’s handsomest boys with too much time on their hands entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands. Just think of it as Ouran Academy’s elegant playground for the super rich and beautiful!”

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Dancing King

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After things had gone decently well over at Harhuhi’s apartment the other day, Tamaki had asked that Haruhi stop by sometime to hang out at his place. It was a general offer and they didn’t make plans because of two probable reasons. One was that Tamaki probably hoped she would come over from her own free will and the surprise would be so magnificent for him that he’d die of happiness, and the second was that in the case that Haruhi didn’t bother coming over ever… well, the King probably didn’t want to be heartbroken. So they just left it up in the air as a second-thought. However, Haruhi decided it would be good to pay her respects to him and his family, if they were around, and get to know him better. Tamaki did look out for Haruhi quite a bit since she got to Ouran, and she couldn’t deny that she was grateful.

"Wow…" The place was gorgeous, and every corner Haruhi turned brought many thoughts up. It was so big of a place that she actually felt a little lost. It was so empty too, of people that is. Every room and hall was furnished beautifully, but there was almost no one home. The occasional butler or something, but no Tamaki in sight. Weird. "I thought for sure his spidey-senses would go off or something the second I came in…" She was slightly relieved, but also slighty disappointed. She had no idea where she was walking.

Eventually, Haruhi heard something and decided to follow the sound. It sounded like someone was blasting music. The base grew lounder and louder the closer she got, and eventually she heard Tamaki too. “Senpai?” She said this to herself quietly as she neared a door that was cracked open. She decided to peek through to make sure she had found the right room. She did.

There was Tamaki, singing into a hairbrush in his boxers to Dancing Queen on the radio. Part of her wanted to say something about how ridiculous it was, but she felt so awkward seeing him in only his boxers that she muffled her mouth and kept quiet, trying to make her laugh too audible. It was definitely a bit noisy, but she didn’t think he’d hear it over the bass of the radio.

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-[キング]- Why did he do half the stuff that he did? While his mood was more cheerful than it ever was, he believed that he was home alone this evening and therefore he was ecstatic and happy and jumpy and what better way to left out energy than to dance and sing horribly in a hair brush or something. Surely everyone has done this at some point in their life, right?

" OOooo! --- See that girl. watch that scene. digging the dancing queen ~ ♪ ♫"

He looked absolutely ridiculous and if the guy's knew he was doing this they wouldn't let it down. The twins would use it for blackmail and Kyoya would most likely have it recorded and stored away in a secret file and use it against him too. Little did he know that one of the host's was here today, she was right outside his bedroom door peering inside holding he laughter the best she could. He continued to comb his hair, wet and damp as it was from his previous shower, combing it back at first then shaking his head like a dog.

Speaking of which, Antoniette was laying in her bed near by that was in the corner of his room with her toys and such. She was watching Tamaki being the goof that he was, lightly wagging her tail from side to side until seeing Haruhi at the door, her tail happened to wag faster but she appeared to lazy to get out of bed. While the king would slowly turn around to stare over at the door, seeing as he felt like he was oddly being watched, he'd find those big brown eyes and the face to go with them, blushing and hiding behind fingers. Immediately he dropped his hair brush and face planted into the bed near by. Rolling himself up in the comforter only to soon fall off the bed with a thud.

The music soon faded and while the blond reached out to grab a near by small clicker for the radio it was soon turned off. He dare move from this spot on the floor. Which of course, was not at all comfortable, but if he pretended to be an invisible man on the floor maybe no one will see him.

#hostforfancytuna

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Haruhi stopped breathing for a moment, a little surprised that Tamaki could tell that she was crying. It was a difficult thing to hide, yes, but ususally it was possible. Especially over the phone. Not with Tamaki, though. That was one thing that Haruhi admired about the host club’s king. He could see inside of people so easily. Read their inner feelings like a book. It scared her too. Sometimes he could be pretty dense, completely missing the mark, but most of the time… he had a pretty good grasp on people. She shut her eyes tightly for a second and sent tears streaming down her face, falling to the floor without a sound. She breathed in slowly, sensing the lightening through closed eyes, trying to hide her emotional state as best she could.

"I’m f-fine." She wouldn’t say she wasn’t crying. It would only make things worse. Instead, she tried smiling. She knew he couldn’t see it, but sometimes you could just tell when people were doing these things just listening to them. So she tried, for him. "Any headphones would be great… I…" She sniffled a bit, trying to steady her breathing. "I can return them as soon as I get my own. I just never thought about getting any before. Silly me." She wiped her nose with her wrist, curling into her blanket some more and slightly opening her eyes.

hostclubkingg

-[キング]- He got up out of bed then, cell phone still pressed to his ear as he kept humming when he wasn't talking or doing something that would make her focusing on his voice alone. He mentioned how he wasn't tired anymore so he would might as well get up for now. Maybe this way he could get stuff done for the club, even without mother's say in rather or not it was a good idea. Wearing his white silk pajama's he placed on his slippers and walked around the room until he hurried on the other side to switch on the light switches and closed the near by curtains to block out the lightening. He didn't very much care for storms, though it wasn't a phobia, he enjoyed the much more gentle rain storms without the lightening and thunder to make it so drastic and unnecessary.

" You can keep them, I can always get more. I don't go running as much as I should. I'm not a very athletic person. You're not a silly person for thinking you would need them. I would suggest ear plugs if you have any, but then you wouldn't be able to hear me. "

Standing against one of the window cells, peeking through the open of the curtains every so often. The storm continued and therefore he would continue to try and make Haruhi feel like she wasn't alone, feel like she was safe and in many ways she probably was. Though, the king began to think of the worst and it made him want to stop what he was doing and run over there. That would take a long time and most likely everyone in this house was sleeping. By the time he would get at Haruhi's apartment there is a high chance that the storm would be over long before then. He felt like he would take the chance of just walking there, but then he realized he was also in his pajama's and it was going on two thirty in the morning. They had school in a few hours and he had little sleep before hand. This was the best they could do for now -- he just hoped it was working.

" You'll be okay. I promise. "

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4'9 -THAT'S S O CUTE

It sucks butt sometimes and I’m also cursed with a short temper not entirely sure if it’s because I’m short or what. Tama-chans like 6’3 and tbh I’d be scared to be that tall.fff

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do you only ship tamaki with haruhi?

I ship him with Kyoya too. That’s it. The rest are just the homosexual supporting cast.

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(Post!Manga) How's the sex?

-[キング]- ” YOU CAN’T! WE- WHEN TWO PEOPLE LOVE EACH OTHER VERY MUCH! A STORK COMES FROM THE SKY …. “

” quack. It says. ..”

#how does he have a kid

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Ouran. For men…

#hostforfancytuna #jkfnkjdfds

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#;mon ami

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Pizza

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As soon as she got into the zone with washing the bowls in the sink, Haruhi ended up zoning out. She heard what Tamaki had said about the pizza but didn’t really process what he said. She just nodded and scrubbed the bowls clean. It felt nice to clean things. Haruhi wasn’t sure what it was about cleaning in general, but it sort of gave her the same refreshing feeling most have when they take a nice shower. She sighed as she rinsed all of the bubbing soap off of the dishes and set them aside to dry. Finally realizing what Tamaki said, she perked up for a moment and glanced at him.

"Wait a second, what does parfait mea-“

"S T O P!"

Haruhi tried to take a breath so she wouldn’t scare Tamaki too bad. She felt like yelling at him for being so careless, but she didn’t have the heart.

"Please… watch your fingers… you almost cut yourself…"

W h e e z e.

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-[キング]- " EEEP! "

With that, he curled his finger into his palm and very very carefully proceeded to cut the pineapple with little mistakes every now and then. This was due to the fact that he realized he would have just cut off all his fingers. That would of been bad on many levels and for many reasons. He'd continue to stare down toward the wooden cutting board, the knife in his hand and the pineapple had been cutting up and pushed aside the cut up pieces from the skin and whatever else. That whole ordeal almost gave him a heart attack because of it being so sudden and he wasn't expecting Haruhi to yell at him like that. Though, it wasn't for any bad reason, she just happened to notice he was about to put the knife down on his sprawled out fingers on the board. What an idiot.

" I almost died today .. "

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As another clap of thunder struck outside, Haruhi jumped a bit and felt warm tears begin to well up in her eyes. She sat there, trying not to shake and did her best to focus on the sound of Tamaki breathing on the other end of the line instead. She knew it was late and she immediately felt terrible for waking him up. The last thing she wanted to be was annoying, even though her head was telling her Tamaki didn’t mind at all.

"I’m s-sorry I woke you up." She didn’t want the king to know she was on the verge of crying. She didn’t want anyone to know she was crying, ever. "I tried to listen to music, it’s helped before, but I don’t have headphones s-so even playing it out loud… it doesn’t drain out the sound. I can’t play music too loud either or the neighbors would complain." Haruhi felt so helpless and she hated it. She hoped for both of their sakes that the storm would end soon. She didn’t want to keep him up too long and she wanted to stop feeling so awful.

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-[キング]- He shook his head, but he realized then that Haruhi was unable to hear heads rattle, so he'd open his mouth to say something but just then a loud roar of thunder made it's way through the sky once more. He'd quickly talk into the phone, trying to over power the storm, which was most likely impossible. He'd sit up in his bed and leaned against the bed frame to look ahead around his room. Dark, empty, eerie, he use to actually be afraid of this room, and the storm wasn't helping very much. Of course, he ignored his own problems for now, there was much more serious things to be doing.

"You don't need to worry about that! worry about focusing on my voice for now."

While his sleep was not particularity important, he was having a hard tim getting to sleep that night anyway. Now things seemed to turn down som odd path, and as he ordered her to focus on his voice that was raspy from just waking up -- like she would want to do that, she hears it every day at school. Every evening for a few hours and his constant bickering and conversation with the costumers. Tamaki sat here thinking now that she wouldn't very much care to focus on anything but getting rid of this storm. As it seemed that wasn't going to be happening any time soon, this was the only thing he could come up with.

" Ah, I'll give the pair I have when I see you tomorrow. They're a black heavy set ones though for running. If you'd like something different ---

Haruhi, don't cry. "

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