"tamaki?" you asked.-
the boy looked at you, widening his violet eyes.
"(y/n)?" the former host asked, shocked.
you nodded slowly.
"what are you doing here?" he asked.
"we're on vacation."
"we?"
"well, i wouldn't just come here alone, would i? much less be able to afford it." you laughed. "i'm with the host club."
his eyes widened.
"they're here?"
"yup, and so is haruhi fujioka." you hinted, as he was growing uncomfortable.
the pink haired girl that was clutching tamaki's arm cleared her throat.
"oh, uh ... right." tamaki said. "onedera , this is (y/n) (l/n), (y/n) this is onedera kotai-"
"i'm his girlfriend." interrupted onedera, gripping tamaki's arm, and staring at him lovingly.
you raised an eyebrow. you decided to communicate through a language only that made sense to most girls.
"nice to meet you onedera." you smiled sweetly.
translation: he's with someone.
"it's a pleasure." she said, faking a smile.
translation: who?
you smile and tuck a strand if your (h/c) hair, behind your ear.
translation: my best friend.
"oh my god!" she squeals. "i love your hair!" she flips her pink hair over her shoulder casually after she finishes gushing.
'oh no, she didn't.' you thought, completely furious with this girl.
translation: I don't take any empty words from a commoner like you. I would slap you for trying to take him away, but that would be animal abuse.
you stood there, and decide to go full out.
"thank you-" you start but you're interrupted by mori.
"(y/n), we have to head back for lunch. the others have already headed back-- tamaki?" mori asked, finally noticing him. "what are you doing here?"
"i'm on vacation, with my new ... girlfriend to get my mind off things--" he trailed off.
you and mori shared knowing glances. you both knew that tamaki was trying to get his mind off the haruhi incident.
"i see."
"i have an idea!" onedera exclaimed. "your friends can come over for lunch tomorrow- no, better yet, we could spend the day together!"
tamaki shifted uncomfortably.
"i thought you had a manicure appointment." tamaki reminded her, hopefully.
"i'll cancel it!" she said. "i really want to meet your friends!"
you knew why she wanted to spend the day with you guys. it was to encounter haruhi, and put her down as competition.
"yeah," mori said, taking your hand. "we should go tell the others."
you and mori walked back to the beach house in silence, both of you thinking about your unexpected encounter with tamaki and his newly acquired so-called girlfriend.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
when you got back to the beach house, you found a strange sight.
kyoya and haruhi were dressed up in frilly pink dresses along with patterned fedoras. honey was dressed as a night in shining armor, and usa-chan was the court jester.
"(y/n)-chan!" honey exclaimed, excitedly. "do (y/n)-chan and mori want to play dress up with us?"
you sweat dropped.
mori cleared his throat awkwardly. "we saw tamaki at the beach and with his, ah... good friend..." mori announced, getting straight to the point. "they would like to spend the day with us tomorrow."
you cast him a meaningful glance, know in that he avoided saying 'girlfriend' for haruhi's sake.
kyoya stood up from his crossed-leg position , brushed himself off and pushed up his glasses with two fingers.
"yes, that's fine." he said curtly.
"haruhi?" you asked nervously.
she nodded.
you smiled. tomorrow would be a long day.
yet you both would be ready for it.
and take it head-on.
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Fanfictionthe ouran high school 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. (y/n) is new to ouran. she got in by scholarship and was told to go to mus...