Aca-Awesome! - An OHSHC fanfic

Chapter 14

3rd person P.O.V.~

"An Acapella Club?" Kyoya's mouth drops open slightly after he repeats Mori's words.

"Like *Yuri's* Acapella Club! Oooooo! Yes! I can't wait!" Tamaki jumps up and attempts to hug Kyoya but gets denied.

"How would this arrangement work?" Kyoya pushes up his glasses, continuing to write.

"We don't really know, but Yuri claims to be willing to work out the kinks," Mori says, seatling in more, "She says she'll work around my schedule and is willing to do anything."

"Well, I don't see what the problem with it is then," Tamaki says, returning from his emo corner.

"Wait one minute," Kyoya glasses fall down his face (fucking relatable as tits) as he speaks, "this is not an even deal. Yuri gets her gass, a major part of her group, may I remind you. While we get nothing. We need to arrange an even deal."

"Then what do you suggest?" Tamaki peeks over the couch behind Mori.

"I suggest we have Yuri become a host."

Tamaki's gasp shatters the silence, "My daughter? Become a host!? Oh, yes please!"

"Obviously we would have to reduce the days she can works due to her rehearsals, but it'd be a great way to raise profits. Adding a female host would spark interest with the males in this school, and she would easily be able to charm them. Doubt she would even need lessons. When looking at her scholarship application, it says she was the lead in her school's musical for 3 years straight."

"Oooooo! That's perfect, I can see my daughter more often!" Tamaki squeals and 'hugs' Kyoya (more like choke if ya know what I mean).

"That's enough, we can arrange a meeting with her Monday. But for now, I'll arrange a go to plan and then we can work off of that." Kyoya stands up before continuing, "That's if you even want to go through with this." He looks down at Mori, eyes sharp like normal. In turn, Mori getup and beings to walk away.

He leaves them with one simple word, "Yeah."

(I HAVE NO IDEA WHY I MADE THAT SO TENSE IM SORRY)

~Time skip~

~Yuri's P.O.V.~

"Mondays suuuuuuuuck."

"We get it Takuya, nobody likes Mondays, but you don't need to state it every single time," I complain into my hands, "You don't have to be such a Debbie Downer."

"Elmo the emo," Megumi says, making us break out into giggles.

"What did I tell you about that nickname?" Takuya jumps out of his pouting fit to death grip Megumi's shoulders and shake the life out of her.

"Nothing~" She spins herself out of his grip before elegantly sitting herself onto one of the desks, "Besides, it's not like you'd actually kill me. You don't have the guts." She gives him a big wink before adjusting herself more.

Takuya is visibly fuming, his hands are balled into fists at his sides and you can see the fire in his eyes, "You little bastard. I'm going to make sure something worse than death hits you!"

"Yuri," there's a gentle tap on my shoulder while Takuya continues his rant.

"Kyoya? What's up?"

"I could I speak to you in private please?"

"Sure thing," with that, he pulls me into the halls, leaving Takuya stating that he's going to eat all of Megumi's food, "What's up?"

"This is for you." He slips a piece of paper into my hand before returning into the classroom, "Be there."

"What the hell..." I look into my hands at the folded paper, "that was totally unnecessary!"

...

"Noon, Music Room Number 3. The hell is this?" Takuya ask reading the slip of paper Kyoya gave me this morning.

"Not to sure, but I should get going. Don't wanna be late when you're meeting with that dude. I'll see you guys after lunch." I exit our usual hide out and being walking to the host club.

I mull over the possibilities on what he could want and before I realize it, I'm standing in front of the Host Club doors. I question myself if I should nock or not and before being pulled out of my thoughts again.

"Early as always, Sasaki," Kyoya says, opening the door for me, "Ladies first."

My eyes fall upon a bunch of... dorks.

Hikaru and Kaoru are teasing Tamaki as he hides in his emo corner. Haruhi seems to be admiring her reflection, after going though what has to be the biggest makeover ever. Mori and Honey were sat on the main sofa, enjoying some rather yummy looking cake.

"Mind explaining why I'm here, Kyoya?" I follow his slender figure over to the couch Mori and Honey are sat at and sit down next to him.

"That will come with time," He turns his back to me and produces a teacup out of thin air, "Tea?"

"Sure." He gently places the teacup in my hands before grabbing a teapot and pouring me some.

By now, all of the Host are sat down or watching from afar. Tamaki sits next to me while Haruhi sits next to Honey who's offering her a cherry. I can feel the twins eyes burning holes in the back of my head and someone's breathing on my neck, but ignore it as Tamaki starts a speech, "As you can see Yuri, I've gathered all of my lovely men for this discussion. *Cue wiggly eyebrows at Haruhi* We have noticed your interest in Mori-"

"Don't say it like that, Boss-"

"-You make it sound like she's got a crush in him." Hikaru and Kaoru chime.

"Shh, a man can dream. But we have noticed that you want Mori to be apart of your Acapella group!" Tamaki dramatically points at me, almost poking my eye out.

"Please at least tell the story right," Kyoya sighs into his notebook, "He approached us last Friday and informed us of your question."

"One could say your blessed, Yuri, by the fact that we've noticed your need for a gass-"

"It's bass and I'm not even sure how you got 'gass' but carry on," I interrupt Tamaki as he goes off on his little tangent.

"Bass, and will let you have him! Under one specific circumstances." He's standing up this time, so when he points at me, he's not jabbing my eye out.

"Great, what's the deal?" I'm bouncing in my seat, but who wouldn't be?

"You join the Host Club!" Tamaki dramatically points at me *again* before Kyoya clears his throat.

"You see, Yuri, the deal your offering isn't equal. You're getting an important part of your group, while we're losing a major part of ours. If we have you join the Host Club, we'd even out the deal.

"Obviously, you wouldn't be a Host all week, you have a club to run after all. But if we could have you here 2 days out of the week along with the days of our themes, then you'd have your Bass."

"So basically, if I don't do this I'm screwed?" I look into Kyoya's eyes and decided after seeing his nod, "Well then, if your up for it Mori, I guess I'm a Host."

Hey wadup this is a new chapter that's up late... again... but like no one's reading this so it's okay. So basicly I'm writing this for myself right now... but whatever.

If you stumble upon this and aren't myself I give you applause for reading this bullshit for so long.

Anyways, have a good day!
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