#haniharu

Every girl had private fantasies about what if they'd walked into the Host Club room to find flowers blooming. Everyone knew it was the reason behind the petals the group had blowing around, to feed the fantasy. (And if some girls took it seriously... well, there was a reason certain people were ignored by most of the school. A fantasy was one thing, but trying to say it was real...)

Still, even with their fantasies, no one really was upset when the scholarship student Fujioka Haruhi walked by Hani-sempai, and flowers bloomed. It was actually pretty romantic, seeing pink roses bloom around them.

Haruhi joined the Host Club, even though everyone knew he was Hani's soulmate. Since Hani continued to participate, people let it lie. Besides, they had new fantasies.

What was better than one cute soulmate?

TWO!

("Girls are so weird," Haruhi said with a wrinkled nose as she watched the gooey eyes of the girls who came to the host club.

"Haruhi..." Tamaki began, but Hani gave him a look that shut the younger teen's mouth. Tamaki was getting a bit better with his issues regarding gender, but he put his foot in his mouth often.

"They are. But hey, it's fun," Hani beamed up at her, and Haruhi smiled back at her soulmate.

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The thing about finding your soulmate no one told you about would be the disorientation. One second you were walking about, black and white all around you except for the eyes of people who had found their soulmates. The next, you suddenly were assaulted with everything.

Haruhi was laying on a couch, a cloth over her eyes, wondering why no one had really talked about it.

"So this is pink," the voice of her soulmate said.

"Mitsukuni..." another voice sighed.

"I'm fine, Takeshi!" her soulmate said.

"Is that why you nearly tripped trying to move over to your soulmate?" another male voice laughed. It sounded like one of the twins in her class.

"Didn't expect you to be with a guy," the other twin said (Haruhi thought). "You talk about girls enough."

"Hani-sempai?!" yet another voice asked.

"Tamaki, we are all teen boys," her soulmate said dryly. "And I'm bi."

"Same," Haruhi decided to voice. "And I'm not a guy. Biologically, I'm a girl, and I use any pronouns, but gender is dumb."

Silence.

"Oh, cool!" Mitsukuni said. Haruhi felt someone sit on the floor by her couch, judging by how it was jostled. "Okay, fine. Give me the cloth, Takeshi." Mitsukuni sighed.

"Really not leaning into the cutsey right now?" ANOTHER voice asked.

"Head hurts too much," grumbled Mitsukuni.

Haruhi smiled a little.

“Do you mind if I ask my soulmate before I commit to this?” Mitsukuni asked his younger schoolmate. The dazzling blonde boy blinked.

“You already met?” Suih Tamaki (Tamaki? Could Mistukuni use his name now since the other offered?)

“My father tracked Haruhi down,” Mitsukuni rolled his eyes. While he was happy to have met his soulmate, he also was furious with his father for pulling that crap. “I would like to ask.”

“Of course!” Tamaki beamed. He wouldn't want to cause issues.

-

“A host club?” Haruhi asked.

“It isn't like the one I work at right?” Ranks asked from where the drag queen was putting on her make up. (Mitsukuni thought that was the right term.)

“No, just flirting and spending time with girls. Having fun,” Mitsukuni shook his head. Haruhi hummed, shrugging.

“I’m fine with it.” Haruhi decided. “As long as when I go to Ouran I can join the club.” the smile on his soulmate’s face made Mitsukuni cackle.