Ouran Host Club wwffy ch10

Oh my golly gosh guys its been TOO long since I’ve done something like this >//^\\< In any case, lets begin~

Previously on Ouran: After the hectic car ride adventure and finally arriving at the restaurant, you find yourself walking back to the table of hosts after wine had been spilt. But this seems to be the least of your worries as a certain raven haired host looks to you.

Enjoy! <3

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“Back guys.” You sat down in your seat besides Honey and Kaoru.

They all looked to you, and it was….

“Is there still wine?” you asked looking down at your dress.

Tamaki seemed to be chewing on his cloth napkin anxiously, and Honey had a look of anticipation on his face as did the twins.

You looked to all of them then finally turned you gaze to the male in front of you.

“Ah…”

Those obsidian eyes… and a smirk that made you somehow blush a little.

“________.” He spoke leaning his chin on the back of his hand that had his elbow resting on the table.

“Y…yes Kyouya…?” you asked not being able to look away from those dark eyes.

“Would you like to dance?” he asked holding out something.

You looked down the blue item catching you eye and blushed darker after finally registering the words.

“D-dance? With me?” you asked and without even answering he stood up walking over to your side of the table standing besides you with his hand out, the other hand nipping his glasses taking them off.

He set them in a black velvet glasses case setting it in his back pocket as you stood up awkwardly taking his hand; you didn’t want to be rude.

“You have to set this on.” He took your hand setting the blue corsage on it delicately and you noted he had white gloves on, which was good- because you were sure your palms would sweat.

As the two of you walked through the tables to the dance floor his hand smoothly went to the small of your back and the other to your hand holding it in his, you set your other on his shoulder.

Your cheeks were so flushed you didn’t know what was going on.

Why was this happening again?

“Hm.”

The sound he made caused you to look up and note he wasn’t looking at you.

No, he was glancing at certain people as you two slow danced.

“Kyou…ya…?” you asked quietly not yet ready for him to look at you yet.

His eyes lingered on a few girls smiling courteously to them as he guided you around the floor with the other couples.

( The song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=eO7zNZ… cookies if you know it~* )

“Do you know this song?”

His voice was calm as he finally faced forward tilting his head down to look to you.

“Ah… I can’t say I do…” you spoke looking down.

He leaned back making you spin slowly out then back in.

“It’s called Unforgettable… a duet with Nat King Cole… and Natalie Cole.” He spoke swaying you both slowly.

“Oh…”

And the dancing continued, you blushing and missing steps a few times accompanied by simple turns and swirls.

It wasn’t so much that you thought this was super special- it was just… something you never thought would happen in your mind.

Your dress swayed lightly to the footsteps, he must’ve been leading very slowly for your handicap.

“Do you know them…?” you asked referring to the people he was stealing glances at.

He smiled in that professional way.

“A few of them work with my father being he owns this portion of town.” He spoke precisely spinning you again.

The room glittered and glowed as you looked up at the blue lanterns hanging high from the ceiling above.

“Oh.”

Oh.

You should have assumed it was a publicity stunt.

This was Kyouya you were dancing with, it probably had something to do with looking courteous and as a wealthy gentleman to dance with the regular girl from Ouran….

Bah those negative thoughts.

You simply danced along it being second nature by now as you looked at him while he was looking away.

His eyes were focusing hard- he looked so different without his glasses.

“Why’d you take them off?”

“Hm?”

He must have already assumed since only a moment later he replied.

“It was just… a last minute choice…” he looked to the table where the other teens were.

Tamaki averted his eyes as if he had been watching the whole time and the rest of them did the same save for Mori.

You smiled.

“You’re just messing with them.” You laughed a little as the music changed.

(The Song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=dTSCM5…)

“I’m allowed to enjoy myself every once in a while…” he spoke a sliver of a real smile (evil as it may be- ) on his lips.

You let out a little chuckle as he picked up the tempo a firmer hand pressing on your back making you come closer as you gasped quietly blushing a little more.

The lyrics somehow made sense to you- money couldn’t buy you everything, and… well… you’d never been in love but it seemed important to many people- it wasn’t exactly on your mind but still.

You wondered if the other guys were still watching- even Kyousuke… the thought of their surprised faces made you almost giggle.

He dipped you a quiet laugh escaping his lips.

In fact- Kyouya wasn’t so sure what brought him to even be dancing with you now.

He had initially just planned to give back the corsage and leave it at that- but… just that moment when Tamaki wanted it… something in his head said Go on with it…

It was almost… enjoyable…?

Ah well…

He couldn’t get carried away and say he liked it too much- that would be…. Hm.

He concluded half was for the satisfying look on the blondes face as he took your hand, and the other half was for somehow relieving his previous qualms of Tamaki spending the night in your dorm. (though he knew for a fact nothing occurred).

He was not yet convinced enough to admit he was somewhat enjoying this actual event- and that’s how it would stay.

The business benefit was a bonus; although he would have done the stunt without that of course.

And now…he was listening to the same song with you more closely- guiding you in the dance with his hand on your lower back the other holding yours personally.

A dip was in order.

“I never cared for Micheal Buble.” He spoke in his studious manner as he looked down at you.

His gray eyes looked into yours as if calculating… or surveying.

Your eyes were wide and that pink blush was still on your cheeks, your hair fallen behind you.

Somehow the lights on the ceiling were almost too dazzling, and they gave you a deer in the headlights appearance before he breathed air into your lungs as he pulled you up resuming the side to side sway of your bodies.

He was an adept dancer.

And he knew it very well.

“Two songs seem to be enough- shall we head back?”

You were still in a strange state of non-thinking.

He slipped on his glasses with one hand guiding you back to the chairs sitting down.

“Has dessert been ordered?” he asked looking around as he pushed you in your chair gently before sitting back down.

“N…no.”

You blinked noting that the blonde host had a face similar to a dying man as you sipped your water rushing the heat from your cheeks.

“Would you like some ______?” he asked you readjusting his gloves holding his hand up for a waitress.

“Ahh, n-not particularly.” You spoke holding your hand up to your chest to almost stop him.

“I think she said… the mousse was good…?” the dark king spoke to himself before ordering you one. The waitress nodded happily walking away.

You tried to make the situation less awkward.

“Mm… you didn’t have to ah… get me that.” You smiled a little looking to him.

He smiled back in that polite manner.

“It’s adequate payment for being my dance partner, I was able to attract the eyes of quite a few cohorts connected to the family business.” He spoke calmly as he wiped his glasses clean resetting them back in their place.

Ah.

The whole table seemed to let out a big sigh and Honey turned to you holding up a piece of some sort of ice cream pie to your mouth.

“I ordered a turtle pie!” he smiled as you took a bite.

It was pretty much a bucket of sugar on your tongue.

“Mm- sweet!” you swallowed smiling.

“Isn’t it yummy? The waitress recommended it to me.” he smiled happily swinging his legs as he continued to eat. You looked to your other side at Kaoru.

“You didn’t order anything?” you asked frowning a bit.

He blinked almost snapping out of his gaze setting his napkin on the table.

“Ah no, me’n Hikaru weren’t hungry anymore.” He smiled blinking glancing over your shoulder.

“Shoot.”

You titled your head turning your back to look where he was looking.

There were reporters…LINING the windows outside, some flashing pictures.

“Is it time to go?” you asked looking to them.

Kyouya sighed standing up having already folded his napkin neatly as he flipped out his cell from his suit.

“It seems so.”

You had to poke Tamaki to get him to follow.

After slipping out the back of the restaurant the opening of the silver doors only brought one thing: bright lights.

“Mr. Ootori Mr. Ootori! Is it true you’ve found love in the common girl exchange student?!”

“Tamaki- is it true your father-!”

“Ah!”

Camera flashes were everywhere- and swiftly your eyes were shielded as Mori had opened up his blazer to block you from the flashes and furious questions of the press.

“Th-there’s so many!” you mumbled looking down as you tried to not stumble in your shoes.

The car pulled in the parking lot with a screech all black and shiny as you were the first to get in.

It was a hard drive beeping and honking around the reporters but it was done… you felt a headache coming on.

~

“Does that happen a lot..?” you asked looking to the right of you.

This time, the twins sat on either side of you and Mori, Honey, and (dead) Tamaki sat in the back with Kyouya in the shotgun front seat next to the driver.

“Well… it doesn’t usually… at least not that bad.” Hikaru spoke leaning back in the seat his hands behind his head.

“Then again, we’ve never all been out together so publicly before.” Kaoru replied looking to you.

You nodded looking into your lap.

Geez, it was crazy when you all had to slip out the back.

It was as if the reporters already knew.

Hikaru looked at you attempting to lighten the mood.

“You might as well get used to that if you plan on hanging out with us.” He grinned noting your widened eyes.

“R-really?” you mumbled looking slowly into your lap- Kaoru secretly elbowed the other.

“H-he doesn’t meant that, it was bound to happen in that restaurant- that was the center of town.” He spoke softly a hand placed on your shoulder.

You sighed softly nodding.

“I-its alright really, just a little… crazy.” You looked up offering a smile which they offered back in kind.

“So… I guess we’re heading home now?” you spoke looking out the window.

“Not enough excitement for one night Mrs._____?” Kyouya spoke with a knowing tone in his voice.

You immediately lit up like a Christmas tree shaking your head.

“N-no thank you- tonight was plenty exciting!” you spoke looking back into your lap. It was too warm between the two males.

You could have sworn you saw a chuckle coming from the other as his shoulders moved a little in a laugh.

“D-dangit…” you mumbled forcing your attention to the window as the streets passed by.

“Is Tamaki alright?” you asked absentmindedly eyes glancing to him.

The boys turned their heads to the back seat viewing the cute host poking the king with his finger softly looking to the others disheartened.

“He’s usually always recovered by now.” He spoke bouncily looking to Mori.

“True…” Kaoru replied.

Hikaru groaned turning forwards again.

“Oh he’s just being a big baby- he’ll probably wake up after his head erases the night.” He spoke matter-of-factly.

With that the host king twitched lightly a small gargle of a noise forming on his lips.
Finally aroused by all the noise you turned around looking to the male host leaning your chin on the soft seat interior.

“Hey… I have an idea Hikaru…” you heard the twin spoke as they looked at each other across from your back.

“Does he need some water maybe..?” you asked worriedly.

Twin eyes were met.

“It’s like you read my mind…”

They grinned devilishly.

~

“Mm… m-my head…” the blonde spoke groggily.

The birds chirped happily outside.

“K-Kyouya what happened last night…?” he spoke sitting up in bed rubbing fruitlessly at his sore cranium.

As he did he realized he was absent clothes.

“Mh….” His eyes sluggishly opened as he yawned softly wiping his eyes as he tried to recall last night.

He hadn’t even realized until a knock on the door that he wasn’t in his own bedroom.

“Ah-” His eyes widened as he heard the door knock softly his hands pulling up the blankets his knuckles turning white.

“W-who is it.. o-one moment-!” he spoke his voice slowly gaining composure about to get up to get properly dressed searching frantically for clothes his body still planted in bed.

“O-oh nothing… just me…” you poked your head in the room blushing lightly giving him a meek smile.

“_-…._______......wh-what’re you doing here…” his voice was more of astonishment than anything- he looked at you walking tentatively in closing the doors quietly.

You wore the school uniform- a soft red bow pin placed in your hair to the side.

“I… last night… you s-sort of passed out last night…” he relaxed back in bed, gingerly taking the teacup sipping it.

“Th-thank you..” he mumbled still blushing as he looked up at you.

“I ah… I guess I sort of… felt bad for what happened… I mean… it was my idea to go out and everything…” you spoke softly sitting on the edge of the bed, instantly sinking into its depths.

He shook his head.

“That’s nonsense- everyone had a good time…” he replied with a gentle smile.. it was sincere.

“Well… we have one more day… before I have to- host up.” You smiled swinging your legs lightly off the edge of the bed.

He looked at you and your slightly embarrassed expression.

“_____ I- I’m sure if you talk to Kyouya he’l-“ you shook your head.

“A promise is a promise… I think I’ll do okay- plus, there’s always you guys to teach me right?” you smiled shyly looking at him through the corners of your eyes.

For some reason he noticed you seemed to be squirming a lot more than usual.

“H-hey…mmh-“ your eyes shifted to the side as if something bit you.

“Mm-heh.. how … far has any of the girls gone….?” You mumbled twiddling your fingers.

“How…. Far?” his soft voice replied tilting his head.

“Y-you know…. I mean… you can touch them but…. Has anyone ever…?” his eyes widened at that as he furiously shook his head.

“Th-the girls are all very courteous, I mean of course we have a few that do get a bit excited but nothing Kyouya doesn’t handle behind closed doors.” He replied with a slight chuckle.

You nodded blushing biting your lip before taking in a deep breath.

“Wh…what if I…. touched you…?” you blushed lightly glancing at him.

The room was peacefully quiet- some small inkling tried to get him to think of how she even got to his home. But the question at hand left him blank.

“Wh…what…?”

You bit your lip blushing more- seeming to be in pain before you whined softly to yourself turning to him.

“Would it be okay…” your body began to slide towards him on the bed, crawling a bit, glad for the lengthy skirt.

“If I…?” you continued to come closer- and closer- the host kings eyes widening every step as his face turned beet red.

“I-I-I w-well it’s…” his eyes ran down your expression of curiosity and embarrassment, all the way til they trailed down to your lips, which seemed to have some sort of gloss on them.

“Maybe it’d be okay.. if I just…” he felt your hand slide up his chest, inching closer.

“O-oh ______ w-we c-cant d-do…”

“Th-this is stupid-! I don’t even belong here do you see the way the housekeeper old woman sai- ah….” His eyes shot open as he sat up- seeing immediately you and the twins pushing you in wearing one of his housemaid’s outfits, he would have commented on how lovely it looked on you if his mind wasn’t mush.

“It….. it was a dream…” he mumbled softly, his shoulders slumping.

“S-sorry about this Tamaki they tried to c-convine me and they offered study tips for- I… ah…..” you looked at yourself mortified, your hair ina  messy bun that just fell out. The twins seemed to notice his reaction staring at him and the blankets.

“…. Boss you pervert!!!!” and they quickly pushed you  out the room.

“Wh-what?! Now I’m not gonna go in there what do you want from me?!” the host king heard you yell before he noticed his dilemma- quickly squealing as he ran to his bathing quarters.

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You all met back at the school- a ride with the twins seemed a bit too ridiculous to go into details but you all met there for what the two dubbed your “training day”.

“You have to practice on a real guy or else it isn’t gonna work!” Kaoru said as you stared at the two pacing around the room while you sat in one of the comfy sofas of the host room.

“I- I know- ! It’ll be a little hard at first but- I think I’ll be okay!” you spoke blushing while the two walked faster and faster.

“Isn’t there some thing in the school books that sais we can’t charge? S-so the deal can pretty much be taken apart!” Hikaru spoke excitedly blushing lightly.

Training day turned out to be “Get _____ out of the situation in any way possible day”

“But… I thought Kyouya sold tons of merchandise from you guys…” you mumbled looking to the two.

“And just what were you planning on selling ______?! Kyouya has company sponsers from his family!” the other twin spoke practically flailing.

You blushed looking at your lap- back in the school uniform by habit.

“I..I was just going to… sell tickets… the next time… a-and maybe spots on the list to go.. w-which is like the same thing… o-or maybe I could sell like- a private day of hosting as a person?” you spoke looking up hopefully.

The whole idea of being a host hadn’t quite breached you just yet until now- the complete weight of it truly weighing down on you as you blushed looking down. But you couldn’t let Kyouya win… still though- that pride you had the day of the bet was quickly dissipating, these were boys you were talking about- and they were dangerous.

“Host dates?! You don’t know what they could do- just think of those weirdos before!” the oldest one spoke shaking his head.

They were like berating parents on a rampage.

“I-it’s a good way to make money, and if the first day goes well I- I can do it then I won’t have to anymore! It’s only for a week.” you spoke sighing softly. You pouted your lips looking back down at your lap.

“….I’m not backing out.” You spoke in a deep tone looking to them- and it seemed from that expression that they knew you were serious, the other options were dropped.

“Well.. I mean we can at least get a lookout or someone to.. make sure you’re okay.” You shook your head.

“That’s too much of a hassle- I can take care of myself.. Maybe I’ll wear mace or something... or carry a tazer.” You mumbled thinking it through.

“A-a tazer-? You people can get those?!” one of the twins gasped.

You blinked looking to them, “Well why not? They’re both protection weapons… guys wouldn’t understand.” You replied waving them off. Perhaps you could go in the library- you doubted you would ever have to use it, but it would make for a good threaten to stop anyone.

You could just see the headlines of some rich parents paid in story. “Commoner girl brutally attacks Ouran student- will be sentenced lifetime in state prison overseas!” you sighed softly, it was sounding like less of a good idea.

“Honey-sempai can teach you some self defense just in case.” you nodded.

“Sounds good.” You smiled standing up.

“But as for that dating thing-“

“IT IS COMPLETELY UNALLOWED!!!” the door burst open.

It was none other than the host king, still clad in what looked to be pajamas.

“Kyouya was right- you two hooligans took my daughter right back to school to teach her your lascivious ways! And Honey-sempai told me the plan you had to make a fool of me this morning using poor _______!” he spoke with a slight blush on his cheeks as he shook the two males suddenly.

You watched with amusement.

“We  just offered something she couldn’t resist-“ one spoke.

“It was all up to her really.” The other finished.

“Rrrrr! We must talk Kyouya out of this at o-“

“Tamaki- stop.”

“B-but…”

You sighed again separating the blonde from the twins, looking over at the three of them.

“I’ll be doing this for as long as it takes- which should only be for a week or two, this’ll go well guys... now can you at least help me on a few things? Some ladylike things?” you spoke frowning as you looked at the three.

The words seemed to calm them down, and they let themselves relax.

“Well I… I cant say I know all the rules for a lady… I’ve only been taught how to be a gentleman…” the blonde spoke softly.

“But… I’m sure we could hire someone….” One of the twins spoke looking to each other.

“But- I don’t want to owe anyone money..” you spoke softly frowning.

“What about that old woman that tell you what to do boss?” Hikaru looked to the king.

“Ah- sh-she! She is the head house maid and she does not tell me what to do!” he blushed huffing fixing his tie accordingly.

“She is an honored worker of the Suoh house and I’ll see what I can do.” And with that he turned his heel flipping out his phone.

“Ahh hello miss- ah- yes I know it’s your day off, n-no I didn’t… c-could you please just-!”

It took a while but he finally convinced her.

~
(inside the car to the Suoh residence)
“Now listen- she’s a very strict woman and she will be as hard on you as they come, but in the end I’m almost positive she can turn you into a proper lady no doubts about it!” the angel haired male looked back at your form the front seat.

You nodded nervously fiddling with the tip of you skirt.

“I- I’ll try my best.”

“Your best is not enough! You must try ONE THOUSAND PERCENT _______!” his voice boomed through the car as he looked almost crazed to you.

Everyone gave him a look- to which he took into account blushing coughing courteously into his hand.

“And by that I mean…. D-do your best…” he spoke just as you pulled up.

She was standing there.

Shima Maezono.

The chief house woman.

The head cheese (so the twins liked to call it)

“This is her?” she spoke softly.

You bowed fixing your skirt as you stood in front of her.

The other two bowed as well.

The woman was in her usual clothing- a summer yukata in dark plum colors, the sleeves ending precisely at her wrists. Her feet were in special tabi socks in wooden geta sandals.

She was very traditional.

“You want to be a girl of etiquette? Then you’ve come to the right place…. I see I have a lot of work on my hands…” she spoke softly as she turned around beginning to walk to the doors.

“Th-thank you!” you spoke following behind.

This whole ordeal sure was escalating.

~

It started in a large room- one that looked to be a living and dining room, on a smaller scale compared to the large space of the vicinity.

She made you sit in a soft coral cushion colored chair and pointed to a whiteboard that was provided by one of the other maids.

“Now- Master Suoh sais that you need training by tomorrow- but I must say now that you will not be able to do it.” She slapped the metal pointing rod on the plastic whiteboard.

“B-but-!” she cut you off once again.

“But-! To teach you the basics so that you may learn along the way and improve is the approach I am taking, and that- Mrs. ____- can be done in no time.” She spoke, a small triumphant smile on her lips as she began to write on the board.

You watched eagerly, taking notes  in a small notepad.

“First- being courteous and full of etiquette is very simple-.. its to think of others before yourself.” She wrote the word “Empathy” on the board tapping it.

The other two hosts were watching on a couch across the room- having been scolded for being too close to allow her to “do her job properly”.

“So… always make sure the other person is comfortable?” you asked.

She slapped the metal rod on the board making everyone flinch.

“Contrary to that- you must make sure to do their wishes while also following your own, you will not be a circus animal.” She spoke a slight purse of her lips showed her distaste.

“For example…” her hawk eyes glanced at the three boys gripping their hands on the plastic covered white sofa.

“One of you, come here.” She spoke, and though they were nervous, Hikaru was pushed forward out of the chair onto the floor.

“Rambunctious boys..” she mumbled softly sighing.

“R-reporting for duty sir- ma’m- ah- what would you like me t-“ she hushed him with the rod in front of his face right between his eyes.

“Hush.”

You looked- waiting for her to motion for you to stand up as she guided the male away a few steps whispering something in his ear before he blushed lightly sitting down.

“Now- tell me what you can observe by the way he’s acting.” She spoke pointing to him.

Your shifted in your chair to look at him.

He was blushing slightly, his eyebrows furrowed- his chin in his hand which he was resting on the dining table.

“H-he’s… anxious…? Or waiting..?” you wondered looking at the female for support.

She nodded lightly.

“And… think about this situation- and what I’m training you for…” she spoke looking at him.

He kept switching his legs from left to right crossing the knees, opening his mouth softly, his face more stern than usual, then closing.

“Mm…maybe… thinking about what to do…. Like…” you rambled your thoughts- feeling as if you were shooting in the dark with stupid answers.

“Trying to ask something?” you spoke.

“Yes.” She smiled instantly at that.

“Now- while that is in mind, what should you do?” she spoke stepping aside to give you room.

“B-but.. I..”

“You are his hostess right?” she spoke stepping back to the board, closing the retractable pinpointer to a small metal stick.

You blushed nodding to her- her look of confidence in you gave you courage, and you stepped forth like a knight in armor, heading forth to the challenge- well… you were more confident at least…

“E-excuse me… is.. something troubling you?” you asked offering a smile as you tilted your head.

This seemed so ridiculous.

This was Hikaru you were talking to here.

He blushed a little darker- his stern face looking up at you but not shifting in his thoughtful position as he blinked, slowly opening his mouth a slight crack before closing it- huffing and turning away from you.

“Ah…” you were at a loss… and being watched the whole time wasn’t exactly helping either. So you tried again, turning so you could face him.

“I... don’t want to bother you but- if you need anything please don’t hesistate to-“

“I shouldn’t even be here. This is stupid.” He spoke scoffing as he blushed- seeming to be holding back something, his expression held indifference- but he was trembling lightly still blushing.

That hurt a little.

“O-oh…well… you must have gotten an invitation right?” you smiled trying to lighten the mood.

He made a soft huffing noise- not changing his stance.

Okay- change of plans, you needed to do this right- this could actually happen?

Were you going to lose?

You pulled the chair next to him out sitting inside of it gingerly, fixing your skirt smoothly as you faced him.

“Don’t be shy, is something troubling your day?” you spoke setting a soft hand on his leg soothingly.

He made a soft whimpering grunt and turned his head away.

“I’m here to make whatever is troubling you, but your secrets safe with me… talking about your problems can lift a weight you have on your shoulders…” you spoke, idly rubbing his leg a little leaning closer.

His expression held- but his eyebrow was twitching and one of his closed eyes opened looking to you, a defiant cold expression on his face.

“Well… aren’t you the little worker bee… tell me- what am I supposed to do when I need stress relief? Do you think your little act can help me?” he spoke giving a smirk.

Ouch.

Your heart was racing- there was a sick feeling, almost like you were being bullied or being made a fool of.

You brushed it off- you were a knight.

“Well, I’d like to be someone that can help y-“ you heard the smack of the whiteboard.

Everyone’s head turned back to Shima.

“Stop. As you can see- this boy isn’t looking for the type of time you are offering.” She began to step forward, the teaching stick already extended- catching the light of the sun, the sound of the chair he was sitting in being pulled back was swift and fast.

She was strong, already beginning to walk around him as the huntress she was.

“Take note- that he’s already made it clear that he doesn’t see you at the level he should.” she pointed to his slouched shoulders.

“Make another point- that he already called you something quite demeaning, as well as referenced to some unruly act of relief.”

She looked at you as she continued to walk around him- he looked quite nervous.

“Do you understand?”

You tensed up- looking back at the tigress.

“S-so… he’s not here to have a good time… b-but he does seem just a bit nervous- maybe its an act because of that?” you tried to input, immediately shriveling as she pursed her lips.

She stopped her walking.

“….”

It was so awkward…

A smile began to form on her lips- but it was barely noticeable.

“So you do know a little…”

You felt relief in your body.

“Ah well- I mean.. he was blushing.. and… didn’t seem too…bad…”

She smiled nodding, seeming to relax as well.

“Good. So, come.”

You walked back to the seat in front of the board, Hikaru sitting still at the table glancing at his brother and Tamaki.
“They say its bad to label and stereotype- but you have to understand that using it to identify customers in this particular field is just a way of organizing your talents.” She spoke as she began to write these things down.

“He was the typical teenage boy- peevish, unruly, and childish.” At each word Hikaru sunk deeper in his seat.

You wondered what she told him to think.

“With these males they can be dealt with in two ways, my way is a stiff kick in the rear- but, as a young lady such as yourself, the respect and power you hold isn’t quite as demanding as mine is with my older age. You-“ she pointed the pointer.

“Have to learn to work around their emotions.” She glanced at the boys who were watching in awe, then back at you.

“Master Suoh- and friends, it would be best if you left the room at this moment.” She spoke as she gave a quick glare to the males.

The males slumped a little, the king about to speak before the woman pointed to the door.

“Out.”

You blushed nodding to the others to somehow reassure them a little, and as they walked out, she waited until the last one glanced back at you before slipping out.

“Let me teach you about boys…”

And the door clicked shut.

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Author’s Notes: ~ Ahh its been what 3 months it seems ><? Well guys- I’ve decided a decision pertaining to these updates draw me to the only solution that will make me write more faster, and that means… smaller chappies ;w;. Sorry to disappoint- but instead of the token 30 pages I write, I will be striving for a size 20-25. Hope you guys will still be willing to stay tuned, with the shorter pieces updates will be more frequent!