Hoshi Fujioka

Side Story

{Disclaimer} This does not follow the Actual story. This is only so I don't leave my dear readers without content. This chapter is a filler or side story. I repeat this does not follow the main story plot. This will be short.

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Hoshi’s p.o.v

I had just recently came from the host club. The guest had left and haruhi and me had excused ourselves. Haruhi was going grocery shopping so I could make dinner. I of course relied on whatever Haruhi brought home for me to cook. Sadly we had some unwanted guest.

“So, Haruhi what’s for dinner?” I asked her.

“Aren't you the one who's cooking it?” She said, as if it wasn't  obvious enough.

“With the ingredients that you buying. So I make food out of what you buy.” I said crossing my arms.

“Well guys what do you want?” Haruhi asked the host club.

“Cake!” Honey exclaimed from behind.

“I don't eat cake remember Honey-senpai?” I said to him. He frowned a little.

“Oh, right.” He said with a little bit of disappointment.

“Oh, Hoshi I know. Why don't you make your famous rice balls!” Haruhi said happily. I used to make all types of crazy foods when I younger.

 “You mean the things I always burned?” I sighed. “I don't think that's a good idea. Besides what would I make with it?”

  “Curry.” Haruhi said plainy. I sighed in disapproval.

  “If that's what you guys want.” I hoped somebody would object to the idea.

   “I would love to taste Shi-chans cooking!” Honey said giggling.

   “Sounds good to us.” The twins said.

   “Sounds good to me.” Tamaki said.

   “Why not.” Kyoya said. Mori nodded. Of course.

   “Well, I guess we can just head home.” The walk wasn't that long. The boys insisted that we take the limo, but I didn't want to attract attention.

   Once we reached the house Haruhi took out her key and unlocked the door. The house was sparkling clean, from the cleaning I did this morning. To be honest I surprised that dad don't dirty anything. Dad should have gone to work by now. I put my stuff in my room.

    “So how long will this take?” Haruhi asked following me into the kitchen.

  “As long as it needs.” Haruhi sighed and hinged her head.

  “Why’d you want me to do this anyway?” Haruhi rubbed her neck.

   “I know that you loved to try and cook for mother. This is one of things you used to cook for her.”

   “Explains a lot. Just go sit with the guys.” Haruhi frowned as she walked out of the kitchen. I started preparing the dinner. The rice was cooking, and I was preparing the curry.

   “So I'm going to guess you had a different dinner in mind.” Kyoya’s voice sounded behind me.

    “It's whatever the people want.” I sighed in frustration. I was putting ingredients into the pot.

    “So you say.” I rolled my eyes. Things should be done soon. Man I really didn't want to make this dinner.

     “No, just what the people say.”

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Hello dear readers! Yes I did do a filler chapter. Now if I can't update the day I want to I will put a filler in. I'm very sorry. I promise that I am working on a update. I hope that you did enjoy this filler.

        - Yansie 😔