BLOOMING HEARTS ▹ T. MORINOZUKA [✔]

six.

For the past few weeks of Kazumi attending the Host Club, she felt more relaxed and content than she's been in a long time. Despite their eccentricities, they all had genuinely good hearts. However, spending too much time with them could be overwhelming.

She was ready to go home when it happened. Again. Those strong arms carrying her bride-style, that perfect facial structure displaying no feelings, those piercing grey eyes that looked deep into her soul, and that heavenly scent.

Morinozuka Takashi had literally swept her off her feet.

"You know, if you wanted to take me out on a date, I expected you to ask me beforehand," she commented offhandedly, analyzing the artificial tropical theme park where he took her to after getting her into the limo. "Kidnapping is something Tamaki is more likely to do."

Her classmate blushed furiously.

The twins took her and Haruhi to a changing room, where they met a pair of twin maids who looked as mischievous as their bosses. They fawned over them, wanting them to try all kinds of bikinis and proving to be as perverts as the Hitachiins.

Haruhi opted for a modest pink maillot with a swim cap but ended up covering it all with a yellow parka and a pair of green shorts upon Tamaki's request to hide her body from the others.

"I'm just doing the obvious thing as her father and guardian!" Tamaki tried to explain himself. "Besides, even if it's a swimsuit, girls should not show skin so defenselessly in front of guys!"

"You're so sexist, Tamaki," declared Kazumi, who wore a burgundy bikini with frills, displaying her curves and fair skin quite nicely. "What about saying that guys should behave themselves instead, huh? And if you didn't want Haruhi to show her skin, why did you bring her here in the first place?"

A shiver ran through Tamaki's spine at her calm yet cold voice before frighteningly turning around to face her. His fear, however, shifted to aghast as he laid his eyes on her figure.

"Kazu-chan! You look so pretty!" Honey grabbed her arm, a cute float around his waist. "Those are tattoos?" He pointed at the left side of her collar bone and the back of her right shoulder. "Are you Yakuza*?" He sounded more fascinated than apprehensive.

*Yakuza: Japanese mafia.

Upon Honey's comment, the others approached her as well to take a look. Of course, the first thing they gazed at was her body. They were gentlemen but were still hormonal teenage boys, after all.

"It's just something I got when I turned eighteen," she told them.

"These cherry blossoms are quite pretty," Haruhi complimented the delicate pink flowers on Kazumi's collar bone.

"What is this symbol?" The Twins asked behind her.

"It's a G-clef, a musical symbol used to indicate the pitch of written notes on music sheets," explained Tamaki proudly, "it looks quite beautiful with the flowers," he admired.