Twin Devils

First Kiss

Twin Devils

 

Chapter 10

(Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING)

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            I had fallen asleep in the club when I didn’t have any customers, taking a nap in the comfy chair, and completely out as I rested on the table. Light filtered through the open window and onto my face, making me squint and slowly open my eyes, blinking around. Sitting up, I rubbed my eyes straight, allowing to focus on the Host Club. The other hosts were serving the women, laughing so elegantly to please their little fangirl fantasies, taking them by the hand and telling them how simply divine they are. I almost snorted at them all, how different they acted with the ladies.

            Mori and Honey entertained their guests with their contrast, Honey’s cuteness, and Mori’s strength. I looked over at the cousins, watching as Honey ate a cake that a princess had given him. The young senpai smiled and giggled up at the princesses as he chewed, crumbs all over his chin and Usa-chan close under arm. He grinned when he was done, having slurped off the strawberry, “Thank you princesses! How’d you know that I like strawberries?”

            The girls chuckled, “You talk about it all the time, Honey-senpai.”

            “Oh yeah!” He giggled, trying to lick the strawberry juice off his lips.

            Mori grabbed Honey by the chin, turning him to face himself, “Mitsukuni…” He took a napkin and began to clean the juice off of Honey’s chin. “Don’t be so careless. And brush your teeth, unless you want a repeat of last time.” When he was finished cleaning him, Mori slid his fingers through Honey’s hair, and ruffled it.

            Honey smiled up at him, “Thank you, Takeshi.”

            The girls squealed, “SO CUTE!”

            I rolled my eyes, looking to Tamaki, the “King of Ouran.” And the Host Club. Girls were just flooding around him, the blonde of his hair now closely resembling a glistening golden crown, which seemed very practical right now. He stood, the girls simply swallowing the space to get to him. “Now, now, princesses. I have time for all of you. Now… where to start?”

            Tamaki was hit lightly on the top of his head by a book, the owner of the tome none other than the Dark Prince, Kyoya. He scoffed, “Tamaki, you idiot. Why can’t you just please the princesses all at once? Become a better host, fool.” He began to stride away.

            Watching him walk, hand tucked into his pocket, so elegantly stepping on long legs, I was reminded of what we had heard. This man was Jaga’s half brother. Now that I think of it, it made more sense than I originally thought. When we were first told, it had seemed very important and dramatic, yet none of us really reacted drastically like one would expect of us. We just kinda accepted it. It’s hard to explain to someone who wasn’t present to the situation, but basically, Kyoya dropped this bomb on us that he was related to the infamous Jaga. Bringing up the memory sent me into a flashback:

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Looking like he was at his breaking point, Kyoya snapped his book to a close, turning his head in a slow circle so he had all of our attention. He folded his arms over his chest and shifted his weight to one foot, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, "Jaga's my half brother."