Abuse Woven (OHSHC Ouran Fanfic)(Kyoya Ootori) [ Completed ]

31 or *11 1/2* - Very Special (45k bonus) ~Christmas Theme~

A/n- If I had to say I'd approximately say it would fall in between chapters 11 and 12. That being if this was an actual chapter instead of a bonus. So prewarning— they are all back to how they were before chapter 12 yet after chapter 11. That is their current character status.

**A/n~Also this is Christmas themed. I know there are lots of different holidays in the holiday season. Although I didn't celebrate the others growing up. I didn't want to make any other holiday be skewed based on any misrepresentation. So, here's a Christmas Themed Chapter.~Please understand and thank you

Delphie's POV (Her first year with the club in high school)

I gently sat down under the kotatsu table. Kyoya sat beside me to my left. Haruhi sat beside to the right on another side of the table with Tamaki beside her. Mori sat beside Kyoya on the other side with Honey. Across from us were the twins.

I stared down at my cup of hot chocolate. It's been an interesting year so far. Tamaki burst out, "Everyone, let's get into the season of Christmas!"

The twins jumped up, "Does that mean we get to have fun?!" Their eyes gleamed with excitement.

Tamaki stated, "Of course not. Christmas is the time of giving! It's about being "nice" to get stuff. Cause if you're "naughty" you don't get a thing!"

Haruhi said, "Well, then maybe we could volunteer for those less fortunate. Work at a soup kitchen or donate toys to a children's hospital."

Honey asked, "Haru-chan, what's a soup kitchen?" I watched as everyone now intently stared at Haruhi.

She said, "H-huh? Well... it's where people make food, and give it to the homeless people that don't have meals. It's usually soup cause soup is hot and would warm them up. That's why it's called a soup kitchen."

Tamaki stated, "Let us work at this "soup kitchen," men! Then we will most certainly be on Santa's nice list!"

The twins gave the thumbs up, "That sounds good, boss." Then they sat back down.

Tamaki asked, "Can we do it, Mommy?" Tamaki's eyes were sparkling with excitement.

Kyoya glanced up from his black notebook, "But of course, daddy." I don't think I'll ever understand their relationship.

I took a sip of my hot chocolate. I said, "Let's do it. When will we go?"

—— 3 days later ——

Tamaki rushed through the doors into the soup kitchen. Everyone else slowly trailed after him. We entered to see him getting fussed at, "-so don't you dare, young man! What are you even here for?!"

Kyoya cut in, "I'm sorry, miss. He's just very excited to help. Were the Ouran High School Host Club. I'm Kyoya, the one you talked to on the phone yesterday."

She smiled at Kyoya, "Oh, well I'm sorry. Yet blondie, you have to be careful. We don't need to knock food on the floor. That'd be a waste. Well, Kyoya, introduce me to the club."

He gestured to Honey and Mori. He said, "Well, these two are our third years. Mitsukuni and Takashi yet they go by Honey and Mori for short."

Honey stepped forward towards her and shook her hand, "My name is Mitsukuni Haninozuka. People call me Honey, for short. That's my cousin Takashi Morinozuka, or Mori for short. He doesn't talk much."

She smiled, "Well, it's nice to meet you."

Kyoya went one, "Blondie, as you called him, Delphie and I are second years. Tamaki is the club president while I'm the club's Vice President."