Living In My Sister's Shadow [OHSHC]

Chapter 10

December… when hints of holy height tinged the northern winds…

“Come on!” I shouted, running down Ouran’s massive hallways. I’ve been with the host club for a while now.

 It’s already turning to winter and Tamaki’s still a nut, the twins are always up to something, Kyoya’s forever the king of evil, Hunny is my sweets eating companion, and Mori is for the most part the gentle giant.

Haruhi herself has come and visited the club a couple times. She’s not a regular, but she appears here and there. She usually books me and asks how my day was. This was mainly the only time Haruhi and I spoke to one another. Sure in some classes we sat next to each other, but we never talked.

Oh and so you know everyone in Ouran knows Haruhi’s a girl, and that I’m her older twin brother. Haruhi also has gotten a girl’s uniform. She looks more girly when she wears it. On the down side Haruhi complains, saying the dress was uncomfortable. Not that I could blame her, the dress looked awful.

I strided up the large stair case and opened the 3rd music room’s doors

At the end of the northern hallway, top floor of the south wing

I opened the double door and found myself in the tropics…

“Welcome.” The host club greeted, expecting their guests.

My eye twitched wildly as I plopped down in Tamaki’s corner. “Why are we in the tropics?” I muttered scraping away the paint on the wall with my pointer finger’s nail. “Just when I finally got away from summer… God must be out to get me…”

“Uh Oh!!” the twins mixed voices said sarcastically, “Harou’s losing it! And just when we were gonna have customers come in.”

I glared at the hosts, an irk mark on my cheek, “What’s wrong with you guys? It’s mid-December! It should be cold!”

Tamaki ignored my complains and smirked showing he was gonna go off on a rant, “When it’s blistering cold outside, then it’s time to offer a warm, inviting climate inside!! Furnaces and humidifiers work wonders!” Tamaki got out of his chair and walked over to my side, “Anyway , a man must not hide his Superb physique under unflattering layers!! We will usher the kittens into our embrace of Polynesia in the dead of winter… their private paradise… an oasis of well scented men!!” Tamaki put his arm around my shoulder, pulling me into a side hug, “Could a true gentleman do any less.” Tamaki asked, sparkles surrounding him.

“Meh, I guess not…? But even so…” I muttered, “layers seem more appropriate than none at all… besides instead of wasting your copeus amount of money on heating, we could just buddle up!!”

“We cannot! This is the month we try to outdo ourselves for that most sub line event… the HOST CLUB CHRISTMAS PARTY!!”

 My eye twitches hearing the word ‘party.’ I was never a social person, nor did I enjoy being near people I didn’t know very well… Of course the host club will always be an exception.