"Ouran The institute is characterized by two things: money and family reputation. The pretty boys of affluent have much free time and wanted to share it with beautiful young ladies who also have free time, giving life to their romantic fantasies. This club exists to make the princess happy to go there. The Ouran Host Club. "
That spring afternoon, the host club had become Stonehenge. With druids priests included.
"While the Mother Goddess punished me today at sunset, I can bear with the memory of your beauty. I'm like a hunter, hunted by the brightness of your eyes."
Cries of admiration
and shy sighs entranced by the beauty of the scene starring the King of the host club. It was a very typical reaction of customers from the actions of Tamaki, but something about all that bothered Kyouya. Yes, the "King in the shade" was upset with Tamaki's attentions toward clients. How long has? Namely ... At the moment, trying to hide as much as possible until he had clear ideas.
"Kyouya-sempai, are you okay?" Haruhi
left a cup of tea by the working laptop. Although he had repaid his debt, was at the club for fun. It was nice to have someone with two fingers front among many crazy. In addition, the smile of the girl was like a miraculous balsam. He showed trust and love, like the smile of an older sister you can trust and talk about whatever. In short, a friend.
"Haruhi Do not worry, it's just that I'm a little tired. No more."
glasses
The boy just smiled as he answered politely. It was a half truth, but not a lie, after all. I was tired of that pain that oppressed his chest when his king turned his attention to "pincesas" who visited them. Tired of not being able to suppress it and pop it to get rid of him. The girl looked at him a moment, somewhat puzzled, but eventually a sympathetic look and a smile surfaced on his face.
"If you ever want to talk, I'll be there, but do not think you should worry about his majesty."
The puzzled expression Kyouya was answered by a mischievous wink from the girl, who put his finger to his lips, motioning for silence. The boy let out a relieved sigh. Haruhi was a very special in many ways and I knew I could count on her and her confidence, though he could not help wondering because he said he did not have to worry about ... Would she know if there someone already in the heart of Tamaki or simply felt stupid enough to fall in love? Although being her while smiling, I knew there was nothing to worry. Head
hollow, deluded, crazy, stupid, stupid, confused, exaggerated, ... The most outstanding features of the Host Club King was not something to celebrate, but combined with his charm, warmth, sense of justice and joy, giving rise to a loved by all, sweeping and shining with a lot of intensity. It is precisely this glow that had captivated the King in the shade. " At first, this fascination was the result of curiosity and the recommendation of his father to befriend hers, then exploit interest in his "natural talent" and princely attitude with the ladies for the club and now so accustomed to their brightness, secretly coveted for himself, afraid that someone might snatch it. He began to hate every client that approached Tamaki, the very blond to give them all the attention even as a mere act and he hated himself for not being able to control as well as I wanted. I was in love with the biggest idiot in the world, did not know how to tell for fear of losing it and could not stand it much longer without releasing or not away from it to try to forget.
With the arrival of the reviews the activities of the Host Club were more relaxed and were dedicated to helping their subjects to those most in need, being attended by a host or another depending on the subject. Hitachiin Twins resolve doubts everything having to do with Art and Design. Honey-senpai and Mori-senpai would prepare for physical evidence. Haruhi resolve doubts Language and Literature. Kyouya Tamaki help with math and with history. Serve as support and review for all, making it easier to study at home.
When there was only a week, closed the club to devote himself fully to study. In fact, in-depth study was one of the reasons why Haruhi flatly refused to do sessions study at home.
"With all of you swarming around me I will not be able to concentrate, so forget you for that."
After many prayers and tears of crocodile failed, the boys ended up giving and organizing their own way. Honey and Mori on the one hand, the twins on the other and, finally, Kyouya and Tamaki. More at the insistence of the latter that first taste, knowing that the stubbornness of the blond was superior to his patience, so he accepted to study with him every afternoon after school at home rather than having to listen to whining.
evenings went smoothly. Everything that could be quiet next to someone and Tamaki, who then went around the bush, but when the truth was established that most head for studies of what at first would seem to anyone. The last weekend before exams, devoted themselves to an overview of all subjects, leaving history to the end. Interestingly be discussed on the French Revolution.
"... And the French people took up arms to overthrow the monarch, defending what they believed true: freedom, fraternity and equality! And waaaaaa!"
With the excitement of the review, the blond had risen to kotatsu, accompanying every word of her always exaggerated and theatrical gestures, stumbling and falling on a tangerine Kyouya with unexpected consequences ... Not only was over top of him, but, his lips were sealed. Both froze, hieratic for a moment, until it was the blonde who moved.
"Kyouya ... I ... was an accident ... seriously ... NO ME MATEEEEEES!"
Terror was drawing in the face of the fair to see that each step back he took, his partner was another to reach him, until he was cornered against a wall. Luckily they were alone in his cottage or someone would come to hear the scandal. On the other Moreover, in the face of the Shadow King, began to draw a smile quite dangerous. That kiss was the straw that breaks the camel. Do not take it anymore. His particular French Revolution had broken out.
"An accident ... Do you realize that your rubbish can affect others in ways you never think Do not worry, I will not kill you ... Moreover, I think I'm gonna do me too silly, to see what you think. "
That blonde had left speechless and somewhat expectant, although nothing is really expected what would happen ... Without thinking twice, the dark even more stuck to him, rested his hands on the wall to ensure that their prey would not escape, put his face close to him slowly and ended up closing the gap with a kiss on his lips. A long kiss, which none of them moved beyond what is strictly necessary, having a new flavor with a sweet aftertaste and was not rejected. When separated, Kyouya wore a triumphant smile, while the expression of their king was a mixture of embarrassment, confusion, surprise and docility. It did not seem frightened or pleased, but as if his mind was traveling through another dimension. The youngest of the family Ootori was satisfied. But had been rejected, the victory was not going to escape.
Los exámenes pasaron y el club volvió a sus actividades habituales. Todos parecían estar como siempre, aunque había alguien que sonreía más de lo acostumbrado.
"Veo que has solucionado las cosas con Tamaki, enhorabuena."
Haruhi se daba cuenta de esas cosas con una facilidad pasmosa cuando se trataba de sus amigos (aunque no era tan aguda cuando esas cosas le sucedían a ella) y se alegraba de verdad porque las cosas fueran tomando un nuevo y tranquilo cauce otra vez. Pero eso de tranquilo era un decir... Tamaki estaba realmente patoso, como si estuviera nervioso por algo, sonrojandose cuando posaba su mirada sobre cierta persona.
"No creo que ese idiota se haya realize what you really mean to him, but I'll see you understand it and react as I expect. "
Plans in the Shadow of the King did not fail. And this would not be the time that would happen otherwise.
FIN
PS: This fic is dedicated to Elf, which eons ago and asked me, although I have taken much in the end I kept my word. Enjoy it, small
^ ^ PD: The characters belong its author and I've only borrowed. (For if someone came by the $ gae, you never know xD)
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