Fun 'N Games At Ouran (Inuyasha/OuranHighSchoolHostClub Xover)

8

"Kagome." She called to her once she was by her side. "What was that about?" She asked, looking up at her as she held Honey's favorite bunny in her arms.

"..." She shrugged, not caring.

"You too, Kagome, should treat women with more respect." Tamaki tired to lecture her as well. "You have to learn to be a gentleman and please the ladies, like me." He struck a lovely pose while roses surrounded him. This is what they have been talking about while she was gone?

"That's not what really matters, is it?" Haruhi asked. Her question surprised him greatly, shocking him out of his pose. "Men, women, or looks. Its what's inside that matters for a person, right?" She sighed. "I don't even understand why you have a host club like this."

"Such a cruel thing, really..." He told her, causing a small agitated growl to flow from Haruhi's lips. "Its not often that god creates a perfect person like moi~, beautiful both inside and out."

"Say what?"

"I understand how you feel, since not everyone is as blessed as I am. You must consol yourself like that, otherwise how would you go on living?" He then continued his speech, mindless of the sweat-drop rolling down Haruhi's head. "And think about this Haruhi--" It was at that moment the female stopped listening to him.

"There is a word for people like him..." Haruhi mumbled, placing her hand onto her chin in thought.

"Why do you think they put works of art in museums?" Tamaki continued talking, unaware she wasn't listening. "Yes, beautiful things show themselves off because that is their duty!" He answered his own question, while twirling around in different poses as he spoke. "And so, for the people who crave beauty, I stood up and established this club..."

"Hmm...what was it?" Haruhi was still trying to figure out what the word was.

"Working day and night in pursuit of beauty!" His eyes sparkled with joy as he went on and on, talking to himself.

"Aw man, I wish I could remember that word."

"It may be unnecessary with your looks, but let me pass unto you my elegant techniques." Out of nowhere he pulled out a glass. "When you put down a glass cup, you must always use your pinky as a cushion first." He demonstrated by gently placing his pink on the table first. "That way there won't be a loud sound." And indeed, there wasn't as much sound when he gently placed the glass onto the wooden furniture. "Doesn't it look classer this way?" He asked with a bright smile, running his hand through his hair.

"Troublesome?" She mumbled to herself, still thinking.

"A gentleman should not make ungraceful sounds." He stated.

"A pain in the neck?"

"And I love to see my reflection in the glass." He grinned.

"There's something that sits him perfectly..." Haruhi was just having a hard time finding it. Kagome was trying not to smirk as she watched the comical scene play out.

"And above all else Haruhi..." He then started to walk towards her again in a hurried pace, before crouching down to her eye-level, if not a tiny bit lower. "A glance from a lower angle is very effective." He gave her a lovely smile, his eyes sparkling in delight as he gave her a lovely pose, hand under his chin, glancing at her.

"Ah~! I got it!" She gently pound her hand onto her other one, showing she finally found the word.

"Did your heart pump a little faster--"

"Obnoxious!"

"Ah--!!" All blood drained from his body as the look of horror showed on his face. He then appeared into the nearest corner and sulked.

"Tamaki-Senpai?" She looked upon his depressed form and sighed.

"Hmm..." Kagome smirked at the outcome, enjoying the look of the 'fallen' prince. The sounds of the twin's laughter fell into her ears and she watched as they appeared out of nowhere and patted Haruhi on the head in praise.

"You are a hero after all." They spoke at the same time.

"I'm sorry." Haruhi apologized, trying to get the man out of his slump. "Actually, I was very touched by your lesson."

"I see. I see." Tamaki stood up and flashed her a smile, quickly getting over his depression. He recovered fast-- "Then let me teach you more techniques!" He puffed out his chest slightly proud, while reaching out his hand for her.

"Boss?" Hikaru questioned.

"Call me king!" He corrected him, while wiggling his fingers from his outstretched hand.

"Even if you taught him the basics of being a host--" Hikaru started to speak again, but Kaoru finished his sentence.

"He's not going to get very far with the ladies if he doesn't look the part, you know?" Kaoru then walked around Haruhi till he was standing in front of her. "He's not exactly host club material, but--" He then reached out and started to pull off her glasses. "Maybe if we took off his glasses it will help--" The twin's eyes widened in surprise.

"Hey, I need those!" She objected. "I use to have contacts but I lost them..."

Suddenly everyone was around them, and they all stared at her in disbelieve-- A loud rumble made the whole room tremble in a small quake as Tamaki charged towards her. He then forcefully shoved the two stunned twins apart, making room for him to see.

"..." He gave a small gasp of amazement, staring at her wide-eyed. He then raised his hand and snapped his fingers. "Hikaru, Kaoru!" He called for them.

"Got it!" They already understood what he wanted, and grabbed Haruhi arms, dragging her away.

"Hey--!!" She tried to persist "What are you--!?" The door then slammed behind them as they ran into the preparation room.

"Kyoya! My hairstylist." He ordered, pointing towards him. Yet the man was already one step ahead of him, already dialing the number. The cell phone gave a few beeps as he pressed the last few digits. "Mori! Go to the doctor and get some contact lenses!" Without even saying anything the tall male dashed off for the nurse's office.

"What about me, Tama-chan!?" Honey beamed out, as he popped his head into his vision, wanting to do something important. Small cute flowers floated around his head as he stared at him with large eyes.

"Honey you..."

"Yeah? Yeah!?" His smile grew.

"...go have some cake."

"Everyone else is busy doing things..." Honey mumbled to himself as he sat at a table with is rabbit, nibbling on a cake, slightly depressed. Kagome couldn't help but smile at the small boy, before slowly walking towards the dressing room, along with the rest of the club members.