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okay, i nkow you guys r ready for the next chapter, so here it is
ignore the mistakes... i'm special like that
CHAPTER 2:
"the host club is..." haruhi said, pausing. she thought for a second, sighing. " tamaki-senpei, what is the host club exactly?" she asked, facing the tall blonde. he flashed a dashing smile, swinging toward Senasan before grasping her shoulders and dragging her gracefully across the room. " the host club is a group of wealthy men entertainint the intamite side of a women, like yourself. we use cunning lines and scenery to appeal to the women who choose to come here. as simple as that." he explained. he swished the hair out of his eyes some. " so, what do you think, my love?" he asked. senasan took a look at the room then at the people. " it sems like what your doing is right, but the way you do it seems fake." she said. tamaki froze, speechlerss. " fake? what's fake about it? our love for tese women are as pure as love can get." he said. senasan squinted her eyes at him, shaking her head. " you dont know what love is, do you?" she asked. haruhi stepped inbetween them. " okay, let's talk about other things. what are you up to now senasan? you being a sophmore here and all." haruhi said. senasan nodded. " yes. i'm also taking that stupid debutant class for last period. my father got a special request so that i leave campus and attend it. i hate it though, you have to wear dresses." she said., frowning. haruhi laughed. " you never did like the uniforms we had to put up with. i remember when you rushed home everyday to change." she said. senasan laughed. " yep. i still do." she said. she looks at kyouya, who was typing away at his computer. " i take it he's the brains of the operation." she said. he nodded from across the room. " i take care of the financial aspects of the club." he said.
"so, how did you, a girl i might add, get into a club with a bunch of guys who attempt to pleae other girls?" she asked. she took a glance at her uniform. " lucky you, not wearing a dress like all the other girls." she said. haruhi rubbed the back of her neck. " well, it's a long story. basically i owe them some money for breaking a vase, and being in the club is my way of paying them back." she said. senaszn nodded, walking to the tall guy holding the small blonde. " so... mori, right? why are you carrying hunny? are you his older brother or something?" she asked. mori shook his head, putting hunny down. " no, it's for maximum adorablness. a tall musculant guy carrying around a little boy. you can't say that isn't cute... right?" asked hunny, looking up at her with his big brown eyes. " seansan smiled. " like you're his little teddy bear? i think i understand." she said. hunny jumped in the air. "i like her. can we keep her tamaki? please?" he asked. he brought a little tear in his eyes, persuading the blonde. tamaki ran his hands thorugh his hair again, then looked toward kyouya. " well, mom... should we adopt this one too?" he asekd. kyouya stood up, facing senasan. " well,she is already well known as a girl... so changing her appearance wouldn't work as well as it did with haruhi. and if she's a girl, she has no use in being in the club at all as a host. and we already have a manager... i don't know tamaki." he said. the twins stood around her, one int he back, the other in the front. " what about a disguise. only when she's in the club?" said the one in the front. " right. we get her dressed right before the club starts, and give her a false name." said the other. the one in the front, hikaru, poked her chest. " it's gonna be hard to hide these though..." he said. senasan smacked his hand away. "watch it mister. it's not my fault i'm more... developed." she said, covering her chest up. the one in the back, kaoru, opened the bag she had slunged(Sp? and i don't think it's a word, but i like it) " what is this?" he asked, holding it up. he began turning the pages, stopping on a random page. he began to read:
"forever in the grasp of love
away from reality
away from sanity
to seek the life of pure happiness
away from sin..."
"but lose within. the teangled webs of fear and hate." she finished, closing her eyes. " that was one of his favorites..." she said. haruhi patted her on the shoulder. when senasan went limnp in her arms, she closed her into a hug, looking over her shoulder. " her brother died" she whispered to kaoru, who began to put it back. " that was beautiful by the way. " tamaki said.
then, like being struck with a rock, tamaki had an idea. " i found out her personality for the club. the myjestic poet who can whisper a poem at whim. girls will be bowing at her feet. and we can sell copies of the peoms. how about it kyouya?" he asked kyouya nodded. he reached for his phone. " i need the hair dresser to come over to the school at once please. thank you" he said. he closed te phone, walking toward senasan who had collected herself and sat ont he couch. " your new name is now... adril lesto." he said. seansan nodded, sighing. she looked to haruhi, smiling. " is it fun here; being a host and all?" she asked. haruhi nodded. " it's different everytime i come here.
the end of chapter 2
i like it... i don't care what you people think. i'm happy
 marluxiasflower · Mon Jul 07, 2008 @ 11:09pm · 0 Comments |
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