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  It wasn’t like he really had a choice in the matter, Kyoya was reluctant but obviously oblige to tag a long. It wasn’t so bad to have some alone time with the original members of the host club. Kyoya didn’t mind spending time with his closest friends. “It’s been a while since I’ve been to the beach, Kaoru so I figured might as well come along. We can use pictures of this event for profit as well” he says with a smirk.      He looks over at the other two. “This spot is fine, Tamaki and Haruhi you should know better that I never forget anything” he states. Kyoya looks over at the ocean. It was nice to see the sea. He hasn’t seen it in a while since he’s been in this world.  

   He sets his backpack down before pulling out a small blanket and spreading it on the pink sand. “See. I’ve come prepared. You can set your things on this so it won’t buried in the sand” he says before he puts his backpack on the blanket and sits himself on the edge. “Alright so we found a spot. What’s next, Tamaki?”

Tamaki felt his stupid ego boost as everyone agreed that this was an amazing spot. Of course they couldn’t argue against the blond’s judgement (or his puppy dog eyes). He knelt down to pick up his bag and dusted off the sand granules before setting it softly onto Kyoya’s towel. His brows furrowed together as he frowned.

“Was I- was I suppose to plan what else we’re supposed to do?” Tamaki asked as his index fingers fiddled together. Little did they know, he had planned everything out but left his cute little list on his kitchen table. The only soul that would be able to read it would be Antoinette, and she didn’t need a list of things to do at the beach. But this meant that Tamaki had forgotten the events that were supposed to happen.

“I mean, I… I figured we could just play around the beach for a bit. Sometimes we need to do things in the heat, literal heat of a summer day, moment!” He stood up straight as he grabbed the fronts of his pants before ferociously yanking the fabric forever; the sounds of popping clasps filled his ears as he stared at his swim trunks. The blond had purposely bought these tearaway pants just for the beach trip; and for him, he believed it to be a grand success.

“What else would we do at the beach? It’s not like we’re here to entertain guests.”

    “Thank you senpai.” Haruhi smiled softly at Kyoya as she placed her bag on the floor and crouched down to pull out some things she had brought for them. Two towels, one for herself and extra in case someone forgot, sunscreen a pair of sunglasses, and some things to build a sandcastle. 

    She hadn’t really been paying attention after then to whatever they had started talking about but had glanced up the moment that Tamaki and torn off his tearaway pants and she stared in complete and utter shock at the whole moment. He had told her about this idea, and had even bought her a pair to use, but she had thought and assumed that he had been joking about the whole thing, but she should have known better. 

    “I’m going to pretend that didn’t happen.” She spoke flatly, turning away yet again from them as she pulled off her shawl and picked up her sunscreen. Her swimsuit had been a modest two piece, the top piece being a salmon color, which ended right above the lower piece. It was almost tank like, which was perfect for her as it wouldn’t show too much of her curves. 

   Kaoru chucked softly at Kyoya’s response, rolling his eyes teasingly. Of course he would be thinking in terms of profit, he always was - and it wasn’t like the new host club couldn’t use some. As the aburnette turned around to speak to their self proclaimed leader, Kaoru’s eyes widen considerably at the sight of Tamaki’s tear-away pants. His mouth drops open, and then he bursts into laughter, raising his hands to clap. “Well, if we were, that would have been a great start!”

   Kneeling down near Haruhi’s bag, one arm around his stomach to quell his giggling, the Hitachiin picks up two small scoops form the brunette’s pile. Straightening up, Kaoru smiles over at her and hands her one. “I love your swimsuit, Haruhi! Very you. Wouldn’t you say so, Boss?”

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Obligatory Beach Episode |

@rosesxinxspring​, @moneydearest​, @littledeviltwin​ are going to the beach!

The fresh smell of the sea assaulted Tamaki’s nose as the blond took a deep breath. The beach in Wonderland was vastly different than in Japan, and Tamaki couldn’t help but stare awe in at the pink grains of sand decorating the horizon. He laughed gleefully before taking a hurried breath through his nose to calm himself down.

“I—–” The single word lingered on Tamaki’s tongue as curious blue eyes glanced around the area. They widened with excitement when he saw the most treasured area on the entire beach, and the blond awkwardly ran after his. His feet kicked up sand as he ran, his body teetering as he ran like an excited child.

He threw his bag on the floor, listening to it pitifully plop as he stomped his foot. “I claim this spot as ours! Unless…” He turned towards his group and gave his signature puppy dog eyes. “Unless you think we should claim a different spot?”

    Haruhi rarely ever went to the beach,  not because she didn’t like it, but she just never really had time before. The last time she’d gone to the beach was with the host club, and of course it would only make sense for them to be going again together if she was honest. She only hoped that things would be different this time. 

    She pulled the shawl she had on over her bathing suit closer around her as she followed Tamaki to the spot he’d chosen for them. “I think this spots fine.” She replied to him softly as she turned to glance out to the ocean, a small smile on her face, she wished those who were missing could be there with them to enjoy the moment. 

    “Did you guys bring everything we need?”

   As much as Kaoru enjoyed a relaxing day near the water, he really didn’t go to the beach all that often. Granted, on the surface world he could have easily gone to any lake, river or beach he wanted to, and here there was one within a day’s trip. But even still, the fact he’d spent so long alone turned him off from it.  However, now that more of his fellow hosts and best friends had seemed to find themselves in Wonderland as well, Kaoru happily excepted Tamaki’s invitation. The sun would feel great on his skin again. 

   “I think this spot is great, Boss!” Kaoru cheers, a grin tugging at his lips. Dropping his bag onto the sand near Haruhi, he placed a hand on his hip, and turned his head towards her. “I think so, I double checked the list I had.”

   Kyoya enters the dorm, the box still held by his right hand. He smiles at the boy. “It’s your birthday, Kaoru. Of course I’d want to celebrate with you” he says happily. “In fact I made you something” he says before he walks to the nearest surface and plants the box on top of it. “Literally made it from scratch. All by myself. So it’s not perfect but I tried my best” he says as he starts to open the box. 

  What showed was a orange icing cake topped with flowers and little balloons and presents. All in somewhat messy array of sprinkles and frosted swirls. “I know you’re used to sharing your birthday with Hikaru and I’m sorry he isn’t here with you now but maybe just once you can have your own little birthday and it will be alright” he says with a smile. There was some messy cursive writing on it that read “Happy Birthday Kaoru!”

  Kyoya looked over at the boy, a blush appearing on his cheeks. “I made this. Just for you, Kaoru”.

   Kaoru blushes once more, his hand resting on his neck for a second before it dropped to his side once more. A grateful smile tugged at his lips and he follows closely behind Kyoya. “That means so much to me, Kyoya-Senpai... thank you...” Leaning over him, Kaoru’s mouth fell open in a soft gasp.

   He studied the details put into the cake, obviously made with a lot of thought. The writing on the top, and knowing Kyoya had made it himself from scratch, Had Kaoru grabbing at the bottom of his t-shirt and sucking in a breath. It was such a sweet gesture, he nearly teared up. However, at his next words about Hikaru and celebrating his birthday as his own, he did. Rubbing his eye, Kaoru beamed brightly. 

   Usually on his and Hikaru’s birthday, the two slept in together and let the morning pass lazily, in high spirits for the afternoon. However, this birthday he was alone -- again, and again he found himself abandoning old traditions that didn’t feel right to perform without his brother by his side. Today, he chose to sit and appreciate the beautiful sunrise instead, treating himself to the sweetest coffee he could make and a warm blanket to watch from the window of his dorm room.

Aftermath || Open

Kyoya didn’t get it but the minute he heard Kaoru being injured he panicked. Tamaki was still recovering and he was scared then too but he felt something different with this news and he wasn’t sure why.  His heart pounded rapidly in his chest as he raced to the hospital to make sure that this friend of his was was safe. 

When he got there the boy was soundly sleeping and it was scary how frustrated it made him to see him look so helpless and disheveled. He wish he knew what exactly happened but he didn’t and he just wanted everything to make sense right now but nothing did. He sighs before turning to leave when suddenly he heard movement. Turning around Kyoya sees the poor boy trying to reach for the cup of water on the end table.  “I didn’t mean to wake you” Kyoya says with a slight frown. “You should rest more, Kaoru. You’re still recovering. I’ll go get the nurse to have your vitals check” he says before reaching for the handle of the door to leave.

   Kaoru watched the other male with confusion. What was he doing here? How had he known? How long had Kaoru been asleep? It couldn’t have been that long -- his stab wound wasn’t that terribly deep, despite how badly the pain argued in his side. “No... it’s okay...” He murmured in response, bleary eyes struggling to focus on Kyoya’s face. 

   Amber eyes widened as a calculated hand reached out for the doorknob, and Kaoru shocked himself with the volume of his own voice. “No!” He spoke suddenly, loudly, coughing shortly after. Kaoru’s dry throat protested him, but even as his cheeks burned, Kaoru pulled his hospital blanket closer to his chest and looked up at his Senpai. 

   When Kaoru woke up after his restless, painkiller nap, the first thing he noticed was how thirsty he was. And the sudden headache. And the searing pain in his side. Coughing, the youngest Hitachiin opened his eyes to the blinding light of his room and sat up -- regrettably, because whatever medicine they had given him made him nauseated. Holding his breath, Kaoru squeezed his eyes shut until it passed. 

   Kaoru had never been an impulsive person on his own. It was more Hikaru’s style, and the two of them together weren’t always the smartest, but alone Kaoru had always thought through every possibility before making a decision. But when he had received the call from the other’s about Tamaki’s condition, after the countless hours he had spent worrying and the endless questions he had shot at the Jax police, demanding they find Haruhi -- he had deciding to take things into his own hands.