Hikaru x Haruhi

The Arrival Of A New Host

It started off as any normal day would. I woke up, my twin brother next to me. It's always confused me, we live in this massive mansion, but we sleep in the same bed. Seems kind of wasteful, to be honest. It's a good thing we're rich. 

The newest host isn't. They're a peasant. According to Kyoya, their father likes to dress as a woman. He'd fit in with the Host Club, we like to dress up too, but only to impress the ladies, they seem to like the cosplay we do. I'm not quite sure why though.

I bet this new host won't be able to tell me apart from my brother. We are identical. It get's tiring constantly being mistaken for him. We're not the same person. We may act like it for our "Brotherly Love" act, but we're completely different.

"Hey, Hikaru! Hikaru!" That's what I hear daily. I turn around with a toothy smile forced onto my face and pretend to be my brother. They can never tell the difference.

Never.

No one ever can.

We've given up on ever being recognised as being separate entities. It's impossible. It's never going to happen.

The new host looks like a male because of the short hair and, not that I look, incredibly flat chest. I think only the boss hasn't realised that Haruhi is a girl, he is quite dense. This is why Kyoya runs everything. Tamaki likes to think he's the boss but everyone knows that Kyoya pulls the strings, the club wouldn't have lasted this long if Tamaki was in charge.

Something about the new girl interests me. I don't know if it's because she's dirt poor or if it's something else, I think Hikaru can sense it too. She's different to every girl we've met so far.

I wonder what it is...

"AAAAHHHHHHHH!"

What th-

Where did that scream come from?!

Everyone seems to be rushing to the changing room where Haruhi is?

Wait.

I think I know what's happened.

I make my way over too, only to see the boss completely red faced and trying to look anywhere but directly in front of him.

I knew it.

As soon as I step in, Hikaru by my side, Haruhi steps out of the cubicle quite nonchalantly.

Maybe I was wrong with what I thought happened?

"Oh. Everyone's here." Haruhi looks at each of us. "Sorry... I didn't realise I screamed so loudly. But it is really surprising when a guy walks in on you changing." Her eyes linger on Hikaru for a moment longer than they were on the rest of us. She then turns to look at Tamaki.

"I'm very sorry..." Was all he managed to utter.

The rest of the conversation goes unheard by Hikaru and I as we turn to whisper to each other.

"The boss is such a freaking perv!" Hikaru exclaims.

"Such a perv!" I return.

"Let's have some fun." We say together, impish grins forming on our perfect faces.

"Hey, boss! I didn't know you were like this. Peeping on girls when they're changing!" Hikaru starts.

"I THOUGHT SHE WAS A BOY!" 

"So you swing that way, huh? Hikaru! I don't think we're safe around him anymore! What if he tries to watch us change?!"

"You're disgusting, boss..." Hikaru glares at Tamaki.

"I DIDN'T MEAN TO! I SWEAR!"

"When will his lies stop!"

"Is this why you started the club?!" Hikaru starts.

"So you can watch five attractive guys change?" I finish.

"You monster!" We say together.

Tamaki looks like he's ready to burst. 

I glance at Kyoya, hoping he gets the message.

"Really, Tamaki. You could have said so in the beginning and we could have catered to the gentleman's needs rather than the ladies." Kyoya says monotonously. It's rare for him to join in like this. It must be a good day.

We may be going too far but this is too funny to stop.

"Yeah, Tama-chan! You could have just told us!" 

"Mm."

Tamaki's going to lose it.

Loud, almost obnoxious laughter, comes from Haruhi, silencing everyone. All eyes are on her now.

"You guys are hilarious!" She says in between breathes. "But he's not a perv. It was all an accident. I swear."

Tamaki still looks like a tomato but he seems so happy that at least one person doesn't think he's a creepy pervert, he's crying and hugging Haruhi. Haruhi seems to regret her decision to stick up for him.

This would be the perfect thing to bully him even more, buuuuut I think he's had enough for one day.

I can wait for tomorrow instead.