Post by Ravenna on Jan 21, 2009 0:19:22 GMT -5
"Uh-huh." Haruhi said as she looked at each member of the host club with a grin on her face. "But at least there fun to be around." Haruhi said looking at her sister kinda glad another girl would be in the host club with her. "Its torture with all boys." Haruhi thought looking at Tamaki the most because hes the most annoying the others she could deal with just fine
Tamaki watched Haruhi carefully, twirling on the spot. "I am so glad that we were able to meet the new addition to your family, daughter," he grinned broadly now resting his arm on Haruhi's shoulder.
He looked at Haruhi now, then looked at Hime. "I think people are going to love this. Especially Kyouya," he chukled, imagining Kyouya's face when a profit was going to be mentioned. He thought about it. It was great, and there seemed to be no way at all that he would be able to refuse the new addition to the host club.
Hime let her mouth hang agape slightly, and her eyes widen in awe. What the hell was going on? What on Earth was he talking about? She had no idea. She only knew that this boy spoke of crazy and insane ideas that she could never see possible, but something about him seemed to annoy her, yet made want to be around him and his idiocy. She was content woth this image.
She crossed her arms across her chest which was certainly quite flat like Haruhi's, but she didn't care either. You could look at picture of her and not see one with her dressed in something girly or frilly.
Hime gaze at a picture on a shelf. A girl was in it right next to her. Her twin. Her litteral twin. Miki. That was the girls name. It was so long ago that it was becoming hard to remember. Miki looked a lot more feminine than she did. She dressed more like a girl, but was kept away from others. She didn't have any friends other than Hime. Hime was her world, and her only light of reason. She took in a breath for a moment, closing her eyes now.
Miki was a very frail girl, but Hime usually didn't mention her. Miki was Loveless, and Hime was beloved, or so went their story as far as twins were concerned. She sighed, snatching the picture in her hands. Where was Miki now? What was happening to the ill girl? She hadn't a clue, but she could feel in her soul somewhere the life that still seemed to be within her twin. Now she wasn't quite content with that.
She couldn't risk Miki getting drawn into the host club too. It would be too risky. Bad for her health. She hid the picture behind her back smiling falsely, but very convincing. "So, what is it that is going on now?" she asked after a moment, her gaze lightening. She wondered when exactly she would start hosting. First of all though, she hadn't the slightest clue, but being the fiesty/sexy host might be difficult for her, after all, she had never hit on a girl before.
Tamaki watched Haruhi carefully, twirling on the spot. "I am so glad that we were able to meet the new addition to your family, daughter," he grinned broadly now resting his arm on Haruhi's shoulder.
He looked at Haruhi now, then looked at Hime. "I think people are going to love this. Especially Kyouya," he chukled, imagining Kyouya's face when a profit was going to be mentioned. He thought about it. It was great, and there seemed to be no way at all that he would be able to refuse the new addition to the host club.
Hime let her mouth hang agape slightly, and her eyes widen in awe. What the hell was going on? What on Earth was he talking about? She had no idea. She only knew that this boy spoke of crazy and insane ideas that she could never see possible, but something about him seemed to annoy her, yet made want to be around him and his idiocy. She was content woth this image.
She crossed her arms across her chest which was certainly quite flat like Haruhi's, but she didn't care either. You could look at picture of her and not see one with her dressed in something girly or frilly.
Hime gaze at a picture on a shelf. A girl was in it right next to her. Her twin. Her litteral twin. Miki. That was the girls name. It was so long ago that it was becoming hard to remember. Miki looked a lot more feminine than she did. She dressed more like a girl, but was kept away from others. She didn't have any friends other than Hime. Hime was her world, and her only light of reason. She took in a breath for a moment, closing her eyes now.
Miki was a very frail girl, but Hime usually didn't mention her. Miki was Loveless, and Hime was beloved, or so went their story as far as twins were concerned. She sighed, snatching the picture in her hands. Where was Miki now? What was happening to the ill girl? She hadn't a clue, but she could feel in her soul somewhere the life that still seemed to be within her twin. Now she wasn't quite content with that.
She couldn't risk Miki getting drawn into the host club too. It would be too risky. Bad for her health. She hid the picture behind her back smiling falsely, but very convincing. "So, what is it that is going on now?" she asked after a moment, her gaze lightening. She wondered when exactly she would start hosting. First of all though, she hadn't the slightest clue, but being the fiesty/sexy host might be difficult for her, after all, she had never hit on a girl before.