If i'd had known (OHSHC Fanfic boyxboy) (Adopted)

Chapter 4

The bell that signalled the next class began, and because of the joys having a free period,i vacted the classroom. As i left, i noticed Haruhi in front of me, he seemed to be heading for one of the library's, maby we can study. It would be good to get some notes from that history class, since i fell asleep on accident.

I caught up with Haruhi, and relay my thought. He agreed to help me with my lack of notes and we made our way to library two. For some reason, we learned this was the quietest library the school had... Which didn't mean much to be honest, it was still too loud for a library...

_______/\(Time Skip - To after some studying)/\________________________________________

Satisfied with my new notes, I decided to ask about how Haruhi joined the Host Club.

"....How i joined the host club?" He paused as if to consider his answer, but sighed and continued, "Well, if i'm honest, I joined almost the same way you did."

Huh, that's odd. "...You broke a tea set?" I  inquired, my head tilting with my question.

"No, a fancy looking vase. 'apparently they were going to sell it for 8 million yen at some school auction, so i've got to pay it back."

"Well, at least 8 is better than 15 right? Even if we are dealing with million...." We both chuckle at our common demise, almost missing the bell signalling for after school activities to begin...

.....Oh for the love of god and all things holy, we're late!

Haruhi seemed to reach the same conclusion - although notably calmer - and closed his notebook with a clear thud and sighed for what could possibly been hundredth time that day. We quickly packed away our study notes and began to jog to the other side of the school where music room 3 was.

"....Well i guess i know why library two is so quiet... It the farthest away from the host club..." Was all i could manage as i struggled to keep pace with Haruhi. Even when being part cat, my stamina isn't the best. As far as i'm aware, Haruhi is a bloody athlete.

Haruhi was also thinking aloud. "i'm never gonna hear the end of it if i turn up late!" ...Thanks Haruhi for thinking of me to...

Not.

As we entered music room 3, we were greeted with, instead of rose Petals: tropical trees, tropical flowers, tropical animal and tropical heat.

Damn it's hot... Its like they forgot that they have a fancy a/c that can cool everything.

Voicing his own concerns, Haruhi questioned aloud "Where am i?" And was only answered with a "welcome!" From our oh-so-charming club. Haruhi just deadpanned and had an interior monologue. Me, however, oh i had walked into the wrong room obviously! I apologized with a "sorry, wrong room." And tried to leave only to be met with two voices talking in unison. Where have i heard that before..... ?

"You finally made it Haruhi, Moya, you're so late!" The twins. Oh maybe it is the right room. If so, then where is all the comfy sofas!!? Where do i nap now?!?

"...I could be wrong, but my calender says it's still early spring." I peeked over Haruhi shoulder and checked the calender that appeared out of no where. Yep, definitely early spring.

I ignored the rant of Tamaki's and voiced my dilemma of disappearing sofas to Mori and Honey. They stopped running in circles just for Honey to say, "We put them in the back room! Don't worry we got lots of tables and chairs!" Then Mori was off again. A side room, for a music room? "These rich people, jeez....."

"....And besides, the heating system we have is," pausing for affect, Tamaki changes pose, then continues, "The best!"

Haruh just replies with a "ugh" and a disgusted look that just shouts 'POOP THESE RICH PEOPLE.'

Seems Kyoya could see it to, since his icy voice decided to add a comforting thought. "Do you have a problem with the way we run our club, Haruhi?" Even if this room has the best heating system, Kyoya's voice is enough to give me the chills.

Tamaki seemed to continue to spout nonsense at poor Haruhi. Not that he was paying much attention, he seemed to be still recovering from his mental shock at the mention of his debt.

".....I could also say the same to you, Moya" Oh no, the cold voice of death is calling me. Oh wait, it's just Kyoya. That's possibly worse actually. "Also speaking pending sums of money, i looked at some numbers and realized that, as an errand boy, you won't be able to fully repay your debt even if you work for us the next three years."

He began to smile that same eerie, sickly sweet smile from the other day. Never a good sign. "Therefore, after discussing this with the other members, we decided you will be starting as a host as of today. We even have a costume for you to wear."

See? Never a good sign if Kyoya is smiling.