More Bloody Gingers? (OHSHC fan-fic)

Suddenly a wild Misaki appears

.Yuuki's POV

"Does she mean.. Our house?" Sakura asked confused.

"I hope so. The Bumblebee doesn't have enough gas to get to Mars," I said, sarcastically.

"What? How come she gets enough money to go to Mars? I'm not even allowed to shop online alone!" Sakura yelled, getting red in the face.

"That's because last time you bought lingerie," I said.  

"What's lingerie, Yu-chan?" Honey-senpai asked, looking up from his cake. Mori and Kyoya looked over at me, shocked.

"Well, it's a woman's secret, so we can't tell you," I said knowingly. Both the boys sighed, and went back to what they were doing.

"But they have operations for that now, And Kyoya's family owns a few hospitals, so he can hook you up," Sakura said energetically. Kyoya looked up at the mention of his name and then surprisingly turned bright  red.

"We should go see Misaki," I said stratigcally. "And there's no room in our car for you guys" We waved and then walked out to the parking lot and got into our car. Sakura was too hyper to drive, so I did.

When we arrived, Misaki was standing in the doorway wearing a pair of bootie shorts and uh... not much else.

"Misaki! Get in the house and put some clothes on!" Sakura yelled, shocked. Misaki stuck her tongue out at her. "I go by Blossom now."

"I don't care what you call yourself; put a shirt on; no one wants to see that. And pants would be an improvement; when was the last time you shaved?" I said scathingly. Two could play that game, and since Sakura certainly wouldn't...

"Hey!" She yelled, but then headed inside. Sakura and I got out of the car and headed inside. The first thing I did was throw off the god-awful uniform and put on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Misaki appeared, dressed in a tight-skirt and a see-through white shirt.

"Don't you own anything decent?" I muttered, and threw the uniform i had just taken off at her. "Tamaki's going to have a fit." Sakura walked in, dressed in a big purple skirt and a sailor-suit top.

"Oh. You aren't planning on wearing that, are you Misaki?" She said, distraught.

"I told you! It's Blossom!" She stomped out of the room, and returned in a backless tank top, and a pair of my jeans that she most have stolen of of my drawer. At least I tried.

"You know Tamaki's going to go insane, right?" Sakura muttered as we got into the car to go see the Host Club.

"Don't tell me things I already know," I groaned as we turned into the parking lot. The entire Host Club was lined up expectantly on the sidewalk.

Tamaki was the first to react the the fact our sister was practically half naked.

"Hello, Princess....?" Tamaki started, and then noticed how much skin our sister was showing.

"Um...." Tamaki looked over at Mori, who nodded and placed a hand over Honey's eyes. 

"What? Are you guys trying to surprise me with cake?" Honey asked excitedly.

"Honey, if you keep your eyes closed, I'll bake you a strawberry cake tomorrow, okay?" Sakura said.

"Kay!" Honey said happily. The whole Host Club sighed in relief.

"They do know I don't speak Japanese, right? When are they going to speak English?" Misaki whined.

"They don't speak English. I'm going to translate," I replied in English, matter of factually.

"This is our sister, Misaki," Sakura said in Japanese, looking worried.

"It's nice to meet you, Princess Misaki," Tamaki said graciously. I translated and Misaki looked annoyed. "Is he trying to hit on me? Cus I'm pretty sure that's illegal." 

Sakura and I face palmed. "She says Hi."

"Unlike the rest of the Host club, I can speak Fluent English," Kyoya said, amused.

"Oh God," Sakura muttered, completely monotone from shock. We went into the Music Room Three and Miaki made herself comfortable.

"So, you, Tall, guy; you're face; I like it," She said, trying to pose seductively on the couch, and failing miserably.  Sakura's face went white and she walked to Mori. She waited until she was right in front of him and then said. "Your face. She likes it."

After that, she wandered off and started to sing at the wall.

"And Blonde boy, you're adorable," She said, switching into a sitting position.

"Honey. Your face. She likes it," Sakura gasped, still facing the wall.

"And Mr. Glasses-guy, you're butt-ugly," Misaki smirked evilly.

"Kyoya. Your face. She dun like it," Sakura gasped again. Kyoya laughed openly, and then scooped Sakura up and walked out of the room.

"What's with them? Are they together? Ooooh! Dirty, Sister! Ooooh!" Misaki said in a sing-song voice. Kyoya turned around just before he reached the door.

"No, you, my terrible excuse as a lady, are the dirty sister," He smirked and then continued out of the room.

"He knew what I was saying! He's going to think I'm such a ditzzz!" She whined, fanning her face with both her hands. Then, she stopped as if she had a good idea and started to speak really, terrible French.

"Vous les gars sont idiots!" she said in broken French.

"Nous ne sommes pas idiots, nous avons simplement prendre part à des comportements insensés, et il est dommage que vous et vos amis vivre de cette façon, vous prostituée!" Tamaki replied in rapid French.

"Hey! My friends are not cheese!" Misaki yelled.

"My terrible excuse of lady sister informs you that she doesn't know the difference between Domage and Fromage, and kindly wishes you would refrain from calling her friends cheese in the future," I said, trying not to laugh. Tamaki managed to hold a straight face, but the twins lost it; and even Mori looked like he was trying not to laugh.

Sakura's POV

'asdfghjke' was all I could think.  Then I realized that I was still being carried. I sniffed. It smelled like    Kyoya. I wonder if it tasted like Kyoya, so I stuck my tongue to lick his hand.

"Sakura. What are you doing?" Well, it sure sounded like Kyoya.

"Nothing!" I said way to quickly; my tongue tripped over the word.

"That's uncharacteristically normal," He said calmly.

"Oh? Is it? In that case, there's purple llama's dancing on the rooftop," I laughed, slightly awkward.

He paused for a moment, and then smiled. "That's the Sakura I know and love."

Wait... Did he just say love? "Interesting word choice," I replied.

"What's so interesting about that sentance? The word Love?" He asked.

"Sexy Kyoya is sexy," I said without thinking.

"Wait, what?" he said confused.

"Oh, was that awkward?" I asked.

Just then the Twins walked in. "That was the awkwardest thing you could have said there." Karou said.

"Good job, Saku-chan, Good job." Hikarous said, clapping slowly.

"I still can't figure why Yuuki likes him..." I muttered. Kyoya looked at me, interested.

"What are you talking about, Sakura?" Kyoya asked.

"Cosplay?" I asked, trying to sound confused. Yuuki was gonna kill me when I got home

"Kyoya-senpai, shouldn't you put her down? We need you to help us with Tamaki-senpai," The twins said.

"Oh! So that's why I'm so tall!" I exclaimed.