Ouran host club gets assassins

Why Did it Have to be a F#cking Dress!?

Alright my lovelies, sorry for gong MIA for like half a year but im back now. (Tho I'm not sure for how long) anyway here is Chapter 7 (look who didn't fail at a title!) Anywho as always please enjoy, vote, and comment. Onto the story!

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Nagi PoV

As the hosts promised, after school my dooms day began. With a little help from Karma lacing up the corset back of the dress and mental preparation so as to not kill the person responsible for my misery, I walk out of the dressing room again strutting my shit like I'm the baddest bitch to grace the earth but with poise to go along with the noble theme.

As I usually am when I'm forced into feminine clothes, I'm obviously crying inside but nobody cares about that do they?

"Tamaki, who's my first customer? I want to finish my quota quickly and be done with today as fast as possible" I state blandly, damn these heels were already starting to hurt my feet.

As per usual he points in the direction of the booth near the window. My first reaction naturally was to look at him like he's an idiot, because with what he just said I was fully convinced he was.

"Tamaki dear how do you expect me to sit in a booth with this big ass dress on? Hm?" I watch as he gapes like a fish at both my foul language and his stupid oversight.

"My sincerest apologies Nagisa I'll have you moved to a table with a gorgeous blue throne." He apologized quickly for his oversight and Kyoya proceeded to make good on Takaki's promise.

Once my table was prepared I gingerly walked up to my guests waiting patiently at the booth for me, "Hello gentlemen, my many apologies for the long wait. Please allow me to show you to the table we will be spending our time together at. I'm afraid it would be rather inconvenient to sit in a booth wearing a dress such as this one." I spoke, making sure I made my speech as formal as possible to fit today's theme.

And thus, my hell began

Karma PoV

"I mean I knew he had it in 'im, I just didn't know he would be this good at it." I commented to nobody but myself as I watched the scene between my blueberry and his guests unfold.

"Are you referring to the way he is speaking or the way he is acting?" One of the twins asked me, I still can't tell the two apart and frankly I don't really care to.

"Honestly both Hitatchine #1, He's told me about times he's had to go to high end balls and galas but this is the first time I've seen him acting in person" I explained vaguely as to not raise questions, which ended up being useless as those wretched words spilled out of the oh so loud mouth of Hitatchine #2.

"What do you mean by had to? Don't most parents give their kids a choice on whether or not they want to attend a business gala? And even then all the ones I've gone to weren't as formal as Nagisa is speaking." Well shit, time to make up an excuse.

"Well Nagisa's parents are what you would call 'abnormally strict'. He is the sole possible heir to the business, no cousins or siblings. They want him to be perfect so he's been forced to develop a persona, as we are seeing now. He's told me about it in passing and Bitch-sensei mentioned it a few times."

The explanation seemed to catch them off guard and the cast sad glances towards the boy in question but stopped the questions nonetheless.

Anyway as I was lounging around in my suit (I simply reused to be seen in a wretched top hat) Kyoya thought it time to inform me that my guests were waiting so in and effort to pull back my sadistic side and not get thrown out by making the guests cry, I did the next best thing.

20 minutes later

Nagi PoV

It was right as we were switching guests that the double doors of Music room 3 swung open. There was a relatively loud commotion compared to the somber moon that was hanging over the Music Room previously so naturally I got curious and turned to see who it was that ruined the atmosphere.

In that second I'm flying out of my chair and storming across the room with no regard for the heels nor chair I broke.

"I FUCKING TRUSTED YOU!" I scream at my cherry headed lover as he received a solid slap across the face.

"AS IF THE LAST TIME YOU INVITED E-CLASS OVER TO BASK IN MY EMBARRASSMENT WASN'T ENOUGH!? WHAT? WAS THAT NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU, YOU DAMNED SADISTIC FUCK?"

With that I made my leave but not before yelling at him to find somewhere else to crash for about the next three days. I could handle being dressed like that around a bunch of people who didn't know my situation but Karma did.

I confided in him about how my mother treated me and how it made me feel I'm only a seduction assassin to spite my mother and the damned feminine clothes she forced me into.

He knew and still thought it wise to poke and prod and one of my deepest running traumas. I played it off as a one time thing the first time but this was the last time I'm going to let that damned strawberry screw with me.

On my was out I grabbed my bag of clothes so when I made it to the males bathroom down the hall from Music Room 3 I ripped the huge cerulean dress off and changed back into my male school uniform before calling the chauffeur to come pick me up about a block away from the school.

I didn't want to give Karma the chance to catch me before I leave and spill another apology out of that lying fucking mouth

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Hey guys. Sorry if that was a bit much but I just thought I needed to add some type of conflict between them. Tell me in the comments if you think Nagi should forgive Karma or not. (1057 words)

~author-chan