A Common Folk's Sport
My first OHSHC fic (mainly because I just read the first volume of the manga the other day...) So...trying to be in-character (which I don't do too often) and...no language?! Wow. That's a first for me.
Tamaki looked confused as he held the red-stitched white ball. " I don't know why you dragged us all to play some common folk's sport, Haruhi, " he muttered. " We wealthy people don't run around in circles or squares or whatever this shape is called ! We play croquet and do tennis matches ! "
Haruhi Fujioka was once again trying to teach the Ouran Host Club members something new. It was late at night, and the seven members were at a baseball field ten miles away from the school, and Tamaki, as usual, was once again making things difficult.
" What if I get my uniform dirty ? " the blonde haired boy inquired. " This was custom made, you know ! "
Hikaru tutted. " So much for being nice. "
" Yeah, poor Haruhi is always getting picked on by Tamaki, " Kaoru added.
" Maybe he hates her. "
" Oh, that is sooo sad. "
" Hey, maybe we could cheer her up ! "
Haruhi sweatdropped. " Really, I'm fine. "
Kaoru wagged a finger. " No, Tamaki is mean. And besides, I'm sure you would love every single moment of twin action ! "
The twins crept close to Haruhi and both kissed her on a cheek. Tamaki's own cheeks flared. " Hey, I'm the one who's supposed to be the kiss-a-holic ! " he hissed.
" Then prove it, then ! " Hunny called out.
" This isn't any of your business, Hunny, " Mori muttered. " Just let the doofuses gawk over Haruhi like they do every day. "
" WHO YOU CALLING DOOFUS ?! " Tamaki snapped. " I am the King ! "
" Says you, " Kyoya murmured as he fiddled with his glasses.
" Hmph. You're just jealous ! "
" Also whiny, narcissist, emotional, annoying, and a giant flirter. "
" Well...you're a nerd, so...BURN ! "
Haruhi's sweatdrop grew even bigger as the tension between Tamaki and Kyoya grew stronger. She shook her head. " Are we going to play baseball or not ? "
Everyone froze in their spots. Hunny nodded. " Yeah. I wanna see Tamaki get all dirty...unless he's chicken. "
Tamaki glared at the cute-looking eighteen year old. " You are on ! I will show all of you that I am not scared of playing a common folk's sport ! "
" Well, you're holding the bat the wrong way, " Haruhi pointed out.
" Right ! I was just testing myself ! "
The others snickered. Haruhi nodded. " Okay, then. I'm going to pitch the ball to you. You need to swing at the ball, or you'll get a strike. "
" Right. "
Haruhi stepped up to the pitcher's place and grinned. " Are you sure you want to do this, now, Tamaki ? I don't need any more debts than I need. "
" Of course I'll be fine ! " Tamaki scoffed. " I drank the instant coffee and the common folk's ramen and lived ! I'm sure baseball isn't that bad ! "
" Okay, then... "
She threw the ball as hard as she could, but it didn't hit the bat...
It hit Tamaki's head.
Tamaki fell over with a thud. Haruhi dropped her mitt and ran over to him. " Tamaki ! I'm so sorry ! Are you all right ? "
" I'll be fine...if you treat me to some common folk's ramen, " Tamaki mumbled.
Hikaru squealed. " I smell a flirting moment ! "
" I know ! " Kaoru exclaimed. " I smell honeysuckle and sakura fragments in the air ! "
" I smell love blossoming, too ! "
" I know ! Isn't it precious for Tamaki to be asking for common folk's ramen instead of buying it from the store ? "
" I know ! Do you think he's only using his injuires to flirt with Haruhi ? "
" Maybe so, maybe not ! Maybe we can go with them and see ! "
Kyoya sighed. " You two are always snooping in Haruhi's business. "
Kaoru huffed. " Well, that's because he's stupid. "
" Ah. Good point. "
Tamaki scowled. " Thanks a lot, Kyoya. "
Hunny giggled. " But Kyoya's right ! "
Mori nodded in agreement. " Yeah. You may be good with the ladies, but not with the teachers. Did you see that giant F that was plastered on your biology report ? "
Hikaru wagged a finger. " Oh, Tamaki, it was hideous ! I really suggest that you just stick with being gorgeous and let Mori be the sporty one ! "
" Yes, or even Haruhi ! " Kaoru added. " She seems to be a great pitcher. You just ducked ! "
Tamaki got up from the ground. " I did not ! "
(Everyone else) " Yes, you did. "
All of a sudden Tamaki started to cry dramatically. " Nobody ever has any faith in me ! I feel so dumb ! "
" Uh, because you are dumb, " Kyoya replied.
" I don't need these insults ! Come on, Haruhi ! Let's get some of the common folk's ramen ! "
Haruhi slowly nodded. " Okay, then... "
" I grow more and more addicted to the common folk's pork ramen with each bowl I eat ! " Tamaki announced.
Haruhi blushed. " Um, I really don't think it's a good idea to say the words 'common folk' around this area. "
" Why not ? "
" Uh, because the so-called 'common folk' live here. "
Tamaki sweatdropped. " Yeah, okay. "
The two were slurping ramen at a nearby shop. As the moonlight reflected off the drinking glasses, Tamaki cleared his throat. " Haruhi, I have to tell you something. "
" Can't it wait ? "
" No, it's really important. "
Haruhi sighed. " Okay, what is it ? "
" Haruhi...you owe me twenty thousand yen ! "
" FOR WHAT ?! "
" You injured my head, you know, " Tamaki replied. " Of course I wouldn't let that little screwup get away without punishment ! That would be cruel, and of course you are a common folk, so I wouldn't let you get away with anything ! "
Haruhi facefaulted. " You have got to be kidding me. "
" Nope. Looks like you'll be working longer to pay off that debt. "
" Okay...Tamaki ? "
" Huh ? "
" You can pay for your own ramen. I'm leaving. "
" Whaaaa ?! "
" Yep. Oh, and Tamaki ? "
" What ?! "
Haruhi made a curt nod as she paid for her own ramen and stormed off into another direction. Tamaki groaned as he rubbed his now red-marked cheek. " Typical common folk girl , " he muttered to himself. " Maybe that's why I like her... "