Welcome to the Host Club!

Welcome to the Host…

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“Great, let’s have you fitted then. Wouldn’t want you tripping and falling over a costume too big your size” He called upon one of the tailors who he hired to help with the set up. “I need her fitted into a nobles costume. Make sure the materials are light so she wont get too uncomfortable.” he ordered.

“Huh?” Haruhi was then bombarded with random tailors who seemed to have come out of nowhere, putting tight tape measures around the places needed for measurement. “Is this really necessary?!” She called, over the light mutters of the suited tailors.

“Of course it! As a host, its important to remember that appearance is everything. If you trip and fall, not only would it be embarrassing but id get in trouble the Mommy” a shiver ran down his spine at the Kyoya lecturing him, since his lectures were harsh.

“Right- Kyoys is not the reason…” She muttered to herself. They acted like she tried to trip all the time. She sighed and opened her eyes, looking back up with a blank expression. A hat was placed on her head, and she adjusted it slightly that it was tilted slightly, as it was ichy if she didn’t move it.

“Merveilleux!” he said in French. “Now you look like a true noble” he admired her costume.

"Uh..." Haruhi found herself patting down some of the outfit, in a failed attempt to make it a little less poofy. She sighed and gave up, looking back at Tamaki. "You really think so? Well, that's good..." Her voice trailed off slightly as she turned her attention back to the puffiness for a moment.

Welcome to the Host…

Welcome to the Host Club!: princetamakisenpai: Welcome to the Host Club!: princetamakisenpai,…

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“Great, let’s have you fitted then. Wouldn’t want you tripping and falling over a costume too big your size” He called upon one of the tailors who he hired to help with the set up. “I need her fitted into a nobles costume. Make sure the materials are light so she wont get too uncomfortable.” he ordered.

“Huh?” Haruhi was then bombarded with random tailors who seemed to have come out of nowhere, putting tight tape measures around the places needed for measurement. “Is this really necessary?!” She called, over the light mutters of the suited tailors.

“Of course it! As a host, its important to remember that appearance is everything. If you trip and fall, not only would it be embarrassing but id get in trouble the Mommy” a shiver ran down his spine at the Kyoya lecturing him, since his lectures were harsh.

"Right- Kyoys is not the reason..." She muttered to herself. They acted like she tried to trip all the time. She sighed and opened her eyes, looking back up with a blank expression. A hat was placed on her head, and she adjusted it slightly that it was tilted slightly, as it was ichy if she didn't move it.

Haruhi couldn’t even process what was going on, she had gone into fancy tuna dreamland, and she was drooling slightly. “Yeah… Great food…” She murmered, allowing herself to be dragged by Hikaru, into the fancy dining room. The large chandelier on the ceiling caught her...

Haruhi nodded and did as she was told, and smiled, and with a "Thanks Hikaru-" she sat down lightly in her chair, and looked around. Seeing that everyone else had napkins in their laps she did the same, and then looked at Hikaru. "You said that it was reserved...? When did you do that?" She asked, knowing that she missed something somwhere.

“Hey there!” She greeted the girl once more and then asked, “How are you?”

The white-headded girl smiled. “I am well. And what about you?” she requested lightly.

"I'm amazing!" She was particularly good mood that day, which was strange. "Do you want coffee or tea...?" She asked, standing up.

Haruhi could feel her face bend into a confused look. She had no idea who any of the people she was naming, she wsdnt Kyoya. She eanted to help the girl, but the ways that she could think of immediately got ruled out because they were impossible.

She turned and glanced up, blue eyes...

She scratched her cheek slightly and nodded slightly. "I guess that would be accurate." She chuckles, "That doesn't matter as much as wealth here." She added, sighing.

"Hey there!" She greeted the girl once more and then asked, "How are you?"

"Hanato-san?" She tried out, and then smiled. "What brings you here?"

“Huh? Of course I am!” Haruhi snapped out of her small daze and followed him out of the car a bit quicker than she would have under normal circumstances, and stumbled a bit until she gained ber balance on the cobblestone underneath them. She looked up, and felt her mouth...

Haruhi couldn't even process what was going on, she had gone into fancy tuna dreamland, and she was drooling slightly. "Yeah... Great food..." She murmered, allowing herself to be dragged by Hikaru, into the fancy dining room. The large chandelier on the ceiling caught her attention, and once again she became aware of what was going on. She blushed slightly and put her hand behind her neck. "S-Sorry!"

Hauhi blinked, and turned her head slightly. "You...want to help?" Her surprised look only remained on her face for a moment, but then it melted into her suspicious face. "You're kidding me right?" She sighed. There was no way he was for real. None of them had worked a day in their lives. Even if he was serious, he probably wouldn't do a good job. No offense to them of course. "Uh. I'll be done here soon, its alright."

"Huh? Of course I am!" Haruhi snapped out of her small daze and followed him out of the car a bit quicker than she would have under normal circumstances, and stumbled a bit until she gained ber balance on the cobblestone underneath them. She looked up, and felt her mouth go into a small o face, as she looked up at the tall building that was in front of them. She pointed to it and muttered breathlessly, "T-That's it?" She was amazed.

Welcome to the Host…

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“Great, let’s have you fitted then. Wouldn’t want you tripping and falling over a costume too big your size” He called upon one of the tailors who he hired to help with the set up. “I need her fitted into a nobles costume. Make sure the materials are light so she wont get too uncomfortable.” he ordered.

"Huh?" Haruhi was then bombarded with random tailors who seemed to have come out of nowhere, putting tight tape measures around the places needed for measurement. "Is this really necessary?!" She called, over the light mutters of the suited tailors.

"But doesn't you being my dad make the whole thing worse?" She didn't know why he was getting so upset this time. She just tossed the thought aside, deciding it was probably nothing. She sighed lightly, standing up and extending a hand. "I can't do what you want me to do here... But I guess I can offer to have some coffee with me." She smiled slightly.