Resisting Temptation (A Kyoya Ootori Fanfic)

Chapter 12

Chapter warning - violence

(Seina's POV)
I walked into the host club to find hundreds of swimming costumes arranged on manakins. The boys were wandering around looking at the options while the twins waved a frilly two piece between Haruhi and Honey-senpai.
'This is the perfect swimming costume for Haruhi, the frills disguise her lack of breasts.' I walked up behind them and smacked them both upside the head.
'That is not a nice thing to say. What is this all about anyway?' They smiled widely.
'We're going to the beach!'
'So why are you tormenting Haruhi?'
'Seina, sometimes you have to be cruel be kind. Now would you like to try some swimming costumes?' I made a face at them.
'We all know that you both know, your mother sends me new costumes from her collection every year. I have plenty of choice.'
They shrugged. 'We tried.'
'So where are we going?'

The Ootori family's private beach was gorgeous. Of course most beaches in Okinawa are beautiful so I shouldn't have been surprised. We would have gone abroad but Haruhi didn't have a passport. She sat quietly next to me, under a parasol while I read a book. Unfortunately for her she was unable to wear a swimming costume as Tamaki-senpai had invited guests from the host club. I strongly suspected that was in fact the point but said nothing. After all she didn't seem to mind. Since the hosts were otherwise occupied entertaining and running activities, I was able to relax for once. The most distracting thing that happened was Tamaki-senpai daydreaming about Haruhi.
Eventually we got up and walked down the shore to find Honey-senpai who was hunting for shellfish with the help of Mori-senpai.
'Haru-chan! Sei-chan! Do you want to hunt for shellfish?'
Me and Haruhi glanced from him to his overfilled bucket. Those shellfish were not indigenous. Yet the beach was covered in them. Haruhi cried out and jumped from one foot to the other as she tried to avoid getting her toes pinched. I looked around suspiciously. Where did they come from?
I followed Mori-senpai up some rocks to reveal a lorry on the other side being unloaded by the Black Onion Squad under the watchful eyes of Kyoya-senpai. I stayed close to Mori-senpai, I had been avoiding Kyoya-senpai since our trip to the Tropical Aqua Garden, he always managed to stir me up into a state of conflict and confusion and I didn't appreciate it. I was meant to hate him, he was sadistic, intolerable and half the time we spoke he left me wanting to batter him. But, he could also be kind and that left me wandering which part was an act. Was he really kind? Or was he hoping to profit from a friendship with me?
A memory swam to the surface of my mind before I could suppress it. His face, his words. 'You know what.' I most certainly did not! And to make matters worse, it had been bugging me ever since.
'Mori-senpai. They wanted to make up for their behaviour to Honey-senpai so I allowed it.' He glanced at me, half hidden by my much taller friend, cheeks flushed.
'Are you feeling alright Seina-san?' I met his gaze, saw the arrogant smirk on his face and snapped.
'I can't stand you.'
I could almost feel his eyes on my back as I scrambled back down the rocks again, dropping back down the other side. To my amazement, Honey-senpai and Haruhi were sat happily chatting away in front of a mountain of collected shellfish. Tamaki-senpai watching them with satisfaction. Haruhi shouted over to him in her excitement.
'Senpai, we got a big haul for tonight's supper!' Her voice echoed off the rocks and attracted the attention of the guests, while Tamaki gushed over her achievement. He then grabbed a large crab and held it out to her.
'Isn't this crab, crab-tivating?' I expected her to be annoyed by the silly pun but instead she beamed up at him. '
Yes.' Obviously she was overjoyed at her dinner plans and it had put her in a good mood.
'Ce..ce..centipede!' A girl screamed and the others joined in as the tiny insect crawled over the crab. Thankfully Haruhi ended their racket by tossing the offending insect back on to the beach. It was tiny. I sighed. The twins began teasing Haruhi about tossing the bug too roughly but the girls were quick to gather around and commend her 'manliness' and 'kindness'.
Tamaki-senpai looked put out. 'Is there anything she is afraid of?'
The twins suddenly looked at each other with great excitement. I in turn looked at them warily.
'What...?'
'We just came up with a great game to play! It is called the 'Who Can Find Out Haruhi's Weakness Game'!' Tamaki-senpai dismissed them immediately.
'That sounds like an awful game.'
'Yeah. You're probably right, after all she would only tell someone she is really close to.'
'What are the rules?' They turned around grinning.
'That's more like it! The deadline is tomorrow at sunset! Whoever discovers her weakness first wins!'
Kyoya-senpai suddenly appeared next to us, making me jump. His glasses appeared to flash as they caught the sun, giving his words a sinister emphasis. 'I will give whoever wins a prize.'
He then held up three photos of Haruhi from middle school. The three boys were suddenly taking the game very seriously.
'We're playing too!' Honey-senpai chimed in, Mori-senpai beside him. I shook my head in exasperation.
'Count me out. I already know and I don't want those photos. Though maybe I'll tag along to invigilate or something.' The twins looked at me curiously.
'You know what Haruhi is afraid of?'
'Sure.'
'Tell us and you win the game.'
'I don't want to win the game.'
'Why?'
'Knowledge is power and the knowledge is mine.' I gave them an evil grin. 'Good luck with your game though.' They looked at me uncertainly.
'Are you sure you're not related to Kyoya-senpai some how?'
I raised an eyebrow at them. 'Why must you two persist in insulting me?'
They took one look at Kyoya-senpai and began laughing hysterically to the point where they had to sit down on the floor and calm down. 'His face! So mad! So funny! Can't breathe!'
Honey-senpai looked up at him thoughtfully. 'Kyo-chan, where did you get those photos?'
He smiled. 'I have my sources. Why don't we leave it at that?'