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high_seas2014-02-07 12:36 pm
hostclubshadowking) wrote in high_seas2014-02-07 12:36 pm
Welcome to the Host Club
Who: Absolutely anyone
What: The Host Club is open for business!
Where: Antoinette, currently docked at Isla Empieza
When: February 7th - 14th (+ additional dates for crew members)
Style: Whatever you want
Status: Mostly open, some sections closed to crew members
Warnings: None. Will add if necessary.
Loans have been issued, furniture has been supplied, and food had been bought.
The deck of the Antoinette is plainly decorated. There are a few rugs about, but, for the most part, small tables are arranged with couches and chairs. Platters of food are waiting, mostly sandwiches and sweets. Little snacks. There's plenty of hot water kept on hand, too, for tea or commoner's instant coffee.
The Host Club are looking their best, even though their best might be a little more ragged than they would otherwise appear.
Posters have been put up around town, advertising the opening of the Royal Host Club, specifying the Antoinette's location, and disclosing the offer of refreshments.
On the 13th, things will only get more interesting when a bowl of candy appears overnight and adds to the Host Club experience.
(Please feel free to specify dates for interactions in the subheadings below and make your own subheadings if there's something else you want to see.)
What: The Host Club is open for business!
Where: Antoinette, currently docked at Isla Empieza
When: February 7th - 14th (+ additional dates for crew members)
Style: Whatever you want
Status: Mostly open, some sections closed to crew members
Warnings: None. Will add if necessary.
Loans have been issued, furniture has been supplied, and food had been bought.
The deck of the Antoinette is plainly decorated. There are a few rugs about, but, for the most part, small tables are arranged with couches and chairs. Platters of food are waiting, mostly sandwiches and sweets. Little snacks. There's plenty of hot water kept on hand, too, for tea or commoner's instant coffee.
The Host Club are looking their best, even though their best might be a little more ragged than they would otherwise appear.
Posters have been put up around town, advertising the opening of the Royal Host Club, specifying the Antoinette's location, and disclosing the offer of refreshments.
On the 13th, things will only get more interesting when a bowl of candy appears overnight and adds to the Host Club experience.
(Please feel free to specify dates for interactions in the subheadings below and make your own subheadings if there's something else you want to see.)
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[That simple word answered both questions. There were some things Kyouya Otori couldn't forgive. Being slapped was not one of them. Being slapped in front of his peers, senior, and junior students as well as parents and faculty was.
All of them had wealth, privilege they took for granted. But none of them led easy lives.
Haninozuka Mitsukini and Morinozuka Takashi were raised for self-denial and martial skills above all else. Honey-senpai, especially, had struggled to accept himself and find acceptance.
Souh Tamaki was an unwanted bastard child, brought to a strange land, away from his ailing but loving mother out of desperation. Asked to atone with self-sacrifice for the sins of his father.
Hitachiin Hikaru and Kaoru had raised themselves amongst servants. Their parents loved them, but they were gone often, leaving the twins to make their own world.
And him. Told by everyone around him -- even the sister he loved -- that he wasn't good enough. He could never get approval from his father, and his sister expressed quiet disappointment that he never rebelled.
They all had their own demons.]
I might discuss selling it to Suuichi in a few years. But not my father.
[It defied every sense of power and family dynamic he'd struggled to live within. But it was what had to be done.]
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[It often made Tamaki sad that Kyouya had such a family. Sadly, none of them had the perfect family. Kyouya's was terrible in the way that they expected too much of him and showed no true love for him when Tamaki was so sure that if Kyouya had his family, he would have been truly appreciated. Kyouya was the perfect child any head of family could ever wish for. Something Tamaki greatly envied. If Kyouya was the only son of his father's first family, there is no doubt that he would have garnered all his grandmother's praises.
Tamaki on the other hand can work so hard to achieve all that is expected from him - if they actually expected good things from him. He was just a bastard. He was no good. He was never supposed to exist in the first place.]
Think hard about it. But if not the Ootori group, what company would you like to invest on?
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As the first or second son or second daughter, Kyouya knew the value he'd have been given. But a third son was a burden. He had to be provided for, him and his future family.
Tamaki, Kyouya knew, wouldn't ever get that woman's approval. But he would inherit. She was too proud to let the Suoh Group leave the bloodline. It wasn't happiness, but it was security.
He could see to his friend's happiness later. And he would, he'd promised himself that.]
I don't know. Maybe just take the resorts. Or actually go into practicing medicine. Or maybe I'll start a little company.
[He found a smile for Tamaki and flashed it at him.]
Maybe I'll go to work for the Souh Group.
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[Then, Tamaki was silent upon hearing Kyouya's last choice. Imagining all the fun meetings with Kyouya. The two of them seating at their desk, discussing matters once more. Perhaps he could convince Kyouya to have a Kotatsu meeting table instead. It will bring their company heads together.
For their lunch meetings, Tamaki could twirl into Kyouya's office and invite him to the fancy commoner restaurant that just opened. They could also go home together. They could spend nights going through proposals together.
The list of things Tamaki imagined in his Inner Mind Theater were simply delightful and he nodded.]
YOU'RE HIRED!
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But Tamaki's back to himself, and everything's back to where it should be.
The spell on the carriage is still in tact. They can live another day without fear of what will be unleashed after it's broken.]
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I'm glad... I'm glad you don't hate me after all.
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[And it's true. Whatever Tamaki might do, Kyouya was pretty sure it was entirely impossible for him to hate the blond.]
It's late, and you're not a night-owl. Get some sleep.
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[He leans even closer to Kyouya.]
You will stay with me tonight?
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Not any different than a sleepover at the second estate or in his room.]
Sure. Why not?
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[Tamaki made more room for Kyouya and placed Kuma-chan on his side drawer. He also unfolded his blanket to share with Kyouya as he wiggled to his sleeping position and waited for Kyouya to take his place as well.]
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Happy Valentines, Kyouya.
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Happy Valentine's Day.
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