Adult-FanFiction.org : Anime

The Scorpion	By : Bastetkitten Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 3709 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host club. I gain no money from this.

Chapter List
- 24
- 25
- 26
I already have two exams this week! AHHHH! Also i apparently had all the sinuses in my face inflamed where i couldn't talk and was in excruciating pain. I couldn't even study, that's how bad the pain was :( so sorry this was late but there really was a good reason. Hope you like.

Kaoru looked around the room. "This may be the cleanest I've ever seen your room."

"Ha ha," Hikaru said sarcastically as he tossed a few more clothes in a box. "It's not my room anymore anyway."

Kaoru nodded. They only had a few boxes left and Hikaru was packing the last one. Most of the stuff in the room belonged to Takashi now. The slow move had encompassed several weeks but they had finally decided to get it all over with today.

"No baggies are coming with us?" Kaoru asked while staring pointedly at his brother.

Hikaru shook his head. "Ever since that night, Kyoya has promised me: for every ounce he finds out about me doing he gets to kick me in the balls."

"And Kyoya always knows." Kaoru nodded.

"Somehow that bastard does." Hikaru tossed in the last of his stuff. He sighed as he looked around the orderly room. "Who's helping Mori move?"

"Sayuri," Kaoru told him. "Everyone thinks they're trying to ease back into dating with the whole separate places thing. Her dad's jumping for joy I'm sure."

"What about Honey?" Hikaru asked.

"Amaya took him out for the day so they could move." Kaoru sighed. "I can't believe they're breaking up for good. Or that Kyoya is letting Takashi move in."

"With Kyoya all you need is rent and blackmail." Hikaru laughed.

"What was your blackmail?" Kaoru asked. Hikaru just shook his head and grabbed a box. Kaoru grabbed another and headed out to the moving truck. It took several trips that they spent mostly in silence but they finally managed to pile it all up. Kaoru sent the driver home to unload it into Hikaru's room.

Hikaru leaned against the wall of what was now Takashi's room. "So now to help Mori."

"No need," Takashi said as he came in with a large box balanced on his shoulder. He set it down and looked around the room.

"Takashi packs light," Sayuri said as she brought in a smaller box that she had a little bit of difficulty with. She let out a sigh of relief when she set the box down. "He only has a few more boxes."

"And several bags of weapons," Kyoya said as he walked in carrying two bags of weapons. Takashi immediately grabbed one from him and set it in the closet.

"Kyoya!" They all turned as they heard Tamaki's yell from the living room. "You're not lifting anything are you?"

"Why would I?" Kyoya yelled back and let the heavy bag fall to the floor with a loud thud. He muttered, "I swear it's like living with Fuyumi."

"So, we had an idea." Hikaru gave a Cheshire grin.

"In celebration of officially having Hikaru moved out, we thought we could go to the club for one last time." Kaoru grinned.

"As much as I agree a celebration is in order of finally being rid of him, I don't think that's the best idea." Kyoya frowned.

"Oh come on," Hikaru said. "We deserve a night out."

"For every ounce you do-"

"You kick me in the balls, we get it." Hikaru rolled his eyes. "Can we just go already?"

Kyoya just shrugged. "I don't care."

"It sounds like fun." Sayuri grinned and looked at Takashi. "We needed to go on a date anyway."

Takashi nodded. "We do."

Kaoru grinned. "I already invited Yukiko and Haruhi."

Tamaki walked into the room. "What's going on?"

"We're going to the club," Kyoya told him. "Give Kita a call."

"Why are we going to the club?" Tamaki blinked in surprise.

"Why do we need a reason?" Hikaru grinned.

Kyoya stood by the bar with a water in his hand. He wore his usual club clothes complete with contacts. He took a deep breath and looked to Tamaki.

"I never realized this place was so annoying when you're sober." Kyoya's brow twitched as the lasers went off again.

"This place is amazing!" Tamaki grinned.

Kyoya glared at him. He shook his head and then turned to the dance floor to see Hikaru and Kaoru dancing with Yukiko. Every so often they would twirl her around and cover her eyes and she would point to one of them.

"Has she failed at the 'which one is Hikaru' game yet?" Kyoya asked.

"She's never failed to pick out Kaoru." Tamaki smiled.

Kita and Haruhi walked up from the dance floor. Both of them were smiling and talking about something that Takashi had just done. Kyoya didn't pay too much attention. Haruhi's skin glistened slightly from sweat from dancing for the past hour. More specifically, her cleavage and the skin that showed from the tank top she wore, glistened with sweat.

"Let's dance," Kita said as she snuggled up to Tamaki.

"Let me finish this first, princess." Tamaki nuzzled her nose as he held up his drink.

"Kyoya?" Haruhi smiled. "You want to dance?"

Kyoya raised a brow and gave her a quick once over from her tight jeans to the fact that someone must have held her down to put some make up on her. "I'll pass." He cursed himself.

Kaoru walked up to the bar next to them. "Petron."

Kyoya looked over his shoulder at the twin.

"What? I can still drink." Kaoru grinned.

"It's just one dance until Kita and Tamaki are done," Haruhi told Kyoya.

"Hey Haruhi." Kaoru smirked from the bar. "Casanova-kun is here. You can dance with him, I'm sure he'll give you a happy ending for the night." He wiggled his eyebrows and grabbed his drink before walking off.

Haruhi blinked. "Happy ending?" She looked at the other three. "Does he mean-"

"Yes." Kyoya grabbed her hand and put down his drink.

Tamaki took a step forward as Kyoya led Haruhi onto the dance floor but Kita elbowed him. Tamaki looked at her and she gave him a dirty look. Tamaki leaned back against the bar.

Kyoya sighed as he yet again found himself dancing with Haruhi. He knew this wouldn't end well, especially seeing as this time he was sober.

"Who taught you to dance?" He asked her as she rocked her hips perfectly to the beat.

"I watched my Dad," Haruhi stated.

"Bad-bad example." Kyoya shook his head and concentrated on not embarrassing himself. Haruhi pushed up against him and Kyoya clenched his teeth and concentrated on cold showers. He bit the inside of his lip as she continued to dance against him. He turned her around and she smiled up at him. Those chocolate brown eyes stared up at him and he felt himself leaning toward her. Her hand gripped his upper arm as she pulled him closer. Their noses brushed and Kyoya could feel her breath.

Kaoru and Hikaru stared at the two from a nearby table. They watched Kyoya and Haruhi's movement slow and Haruhi leaning closer. Kyoya's eyes closed and his lips parted as Haruhi stood on her tiptoes to reach up to him. At the very last second Kyoya pulled away.

"NO!" Kaoru and Hikaru both exclaimed in unison, from across the room.

"How could he do that to her!" Kaoru gestured at the ass as Hikaru threw up his hands and yelled, "He could he do that to himself?"

They both jerked their heads to look at each other. "WHAT?!"

On the dance floor, Haruhi grabbed Kyoya's hand as he tried to walk away. "Why?"

Kyoya turned to look at her with a confused expression.

"Why can you practically have sex with these women on the dance floor but you can't even…" Haruhi trailed off and then took a deep breath. "You can't even dance with me for one song."

"You're different," Kyoya told her.

Haruhi frowned. "It's because of Tamaki isn't it?"

Kyoya looked away.

"I will always be his girl to you, won't I?" Haruhi let go of Kyoya's hand. "You need to listen: I am not his girl!" He glared at him and turned on her heel leaving Kyoya standing in the middle of the dance floor.

Across the room Kaoru stared at Hikaru. "What do you mean 'himself'?"

"It's not my secret to tell!" Hikaru looked away.

"I'm your twin, you can tell me anything," Kaoru told him. "Now tell me."

"Why are you so mad?" Hikaru glared. "First you tell me that."

"Haruhi's in love with that asshole." Kaoru gestured angrily to the dance floor without looking that way.

Hikaru stared at him with wide eyes. "…Kyoya's in love with Haruhi."

Kaoru blinked a few times. "But, why would he-"

"Tamaki." Hikaru shook his head. "He won't do anything because Tamaki still cares about her."

"Please tell me you're kidding." Kaoru frowned. "Haruhi does not belong to Tamaki."

"That's what I've been saying but Kyoya won't do anything because Tamaki's his best friend."

"Screw Tamaki!" Kaoru yelled. He frowned and dropped his voice. "What we need is a tactic."

They looked at each other. "Operation: Get Shadow King and Lady Host together!" They high fived.

"I hate Kyoya," Kaoru growled.

"I know!" Hikaru said as he crouched next to his twin behind the bush. "He's impossible."

Kaoru began to count on his fingers. "Tripped and dumped ice cream all down Haruhi's front."

"Yeah," Hikaru scoffed. "That failed."

"Actually got Haruhi to wear leather pants," Kaoru listed off.

"Both me and Kyoya walked around with a boner all day." Hikaru sighed and opened a box. "But still fail."

"The push up bra." Kaoru looked down in the box.

"He didn't talk coherently at all." Hikaru grinned and pulled out a water balloon.

Kaoru pinched the bridge of his nose. "And Haruhi's being stubborn too."

"I know, right! I mean I only went into complete detail on how well Kyoya fu-"

Kaoru cut in, "yeah, that was a bad idea." Kaoru peeked over the hedge.

"Haruhi wore a white shirt today didn't she?" Hikaru asked.

"White and low cut." Kaoru smirked. He suddenly ducked down with a smirk. "And apparently no bra."

Hikaru stopped and stared at his brother. "Can we….get pictures?"

Kaoru smacked him and then turned back to the two people walking down the path. "Here they come. "

Kyoya sighed as he walked with Haruhi. They had just been discussing the differences between Keynesian and Classical theories. It was fun to argue over the differences between them and not have to worry about treading on the others toes. Kyoya took in a deep breath of fresh air as they walked in a comfortable silence.

"Watch out!" He heard about two seconds before they were both hit with water balloons. Kyoya grimaced and glared over to where they had been thrown but the water on his glasses prevented him from making out the two figures that were running away. He wiped his glasses off on his shirt.

"This just isn't my week," Haruhi groaned.

Kyoya looked up to respond as he put his glasses back on, but the words failed in his mouth. Haruhi's already enticingly low cut shirt was now drenched to the point that he could see those perfect mounds almost perfectly through her shirt. He could also tell that the water had been very cold, especially with the breeze. He blinked and turned his head and swallowed to make sure he didn't drool on himself and then pulled off his button up shirt. He handed it to her without taking another glance at her.

Haruhi blinked in surprise at the article of clothing that he had thrust at her but she took it without question. She slipped on the silky shirt and smiled at the comfortableness. She liked how it swam all over her and smelled like Kyoya. She looked over at him and couldn't help but admire how he looked in his black sleeveless undershirt. He definitely was not a skinny little nerd.

"I think I've been generous on this topic." Kita poked Tamaki in the side as she looked pointedly at Haruhi slipping on Kyoya's shirt.

"She's gawking at him," Tamaki grumbled. "She shouldn't be that obvious."

Kita gave him a dark look and Tamaki sighed. They headed along the path toward Kyoya and Haruhi. Kita noticed that as soon as Kyoya saw Tamaki he took an extra step away from Haruhi.

"Just get it over with," Kita whispered. She gave Tamaki a kiss and then waved at Kyoya and Haruhi before heading off to class.

Tamaki took a deep breath and headed for Kyoya. "Can we talk?" he asked as soon as he reached them.

Kyoya nodded. "Of course."

"Alone?" Tamaki asked and looked at Haruhi. Haruhi gave a shrug and then headed for a nearby tree to lean on while they talked.

"What's going on?" Kyoya asked as soon as Haruhi pulled out her cell to play on.

"I've been thinking a lot lately," Tamaki began. "Mostly about the host club and how I always wanted things to be the same. And now things are different…but still good." Tamaki rubbed the back of his neck as he averted his eyes.

Kyoya pushed up his glasses and sighed.

"My biggest wish in the host club always was to make every woman happy and I realized that I haven't been doing that." Tamaki looked straight at Kyoya.

Kyoya raised a brow. "Kita's upset?"

Tamaki shook his head. "I've been forgetting about the most important woman of all."

Kyoya tilted his head with his brow still raised.

"Mommy dearest." Tamaki smiled at Kyoya.

Kyoya glared. "I have had way too much male bonding this month for that particular host name to be used."

"And you're not happy." Tamaki continued. "And I have a chance to make two important women in my life happy right now."

"Did you really just call me a woman?"

"And I want to." Tamaki gave Kyoya a smile. "But only if both of you are happy."

"Yeah, I'm going to go." Kyoya shook his head.

"Kay," Tamaki said. He walked beside Kyoya for a second as Kyoya headed for Haruhi. Kyoya turned to look at his friend in confusion, and Tamaki took that moment to stick his foot out to trip the shadow king. Kyoya fell straight into Haruhi, his arms gripping the tree trunk and preventing a full collision. Haruhi's eyes widened at the sudden closeness and she nearly dropped her cell. Kyoya turned to look at his best friend.

Tamaki just grinned at him. "Everyone deserves to be happy, especially Mommy." Tamaki gave Kyoya a wink just as the class bell rang.

Kyoya stared at Tamaki's retreating form without moving a muscle. Slowly a smile formed on his face as he realized exactly what Tamaki had been talking about. He didn't know how the blond figured it out but at the moment he really didn't care. He turned back to Haruhi and was surprised to see only the tree trunk.

Haruhi had left.

Yep. i'm evil. we all know it already.
- 24
- 25
- 26
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

The Scorpion