A/N!
I haven't updated in god knows how long. I just found the time, but I warn you, this will all be made up as I go along. Ha! Enjoy~3
Btw, "aniki" means "big brother."
+CHAPTER 20+
Willd Imaginations
Tamaki, Kyouya, Mori, Hunny, Hikaru, Kaoru, and Haruhi assumed their respective areas in their man-made shelter. After their rendezvous with Kaoru's shaken composure and emotional distress brought on by overactive imaginations, milt flirting, brotherly love, and even a fear for their lives, they were left drained of all energy to go on. Accordingly, they fell right to sleep, the twins again in each other's embrace, Hunny snuggling onto his favorite companions, Usa and Mori atop the haystack and laptop, Kyouya's fingers laced into one another with a soft look upon his normally stone-cold face, and a general cozy feel. They lay together peacefully, but what separated them were the adventures that coursed through their juvenile minds.
Hunny
Usa-chan and I make excellent pastry chefs! He got icing on my cheek, but that's okay- I can just lick it off! He does the actual baking while I decorate with gel lettering in the brightest colors imaginable and pictures of my friends! I'm making one for each of them—First, I'll make Tama-chan's!
Atop the clouds was a kitchen, no sharp corners and pink, black, and white tiling decorating the spacious, wall-less room. Usa-chan was life-sized, placing a pan into the heart-shaped oven and Hunny, dirty with sweets, was just receiving the first cake. The pouch in his hand was a pastel indigo for his beloved king, and the two companions wore matching uniforms of white aprons and chef hats with pink checker designs on the borders.
First, I'll put his picture on! Then, I'll write him a little message underneath that says "Love love my king!" He'll be so pleased! Then, I border the cake with some icing flowers and little figurines of the rest of us and voila! Cake number one finished! Next, I'll make a cupcake cake for Hika-chan and Kao-chan!
A mess of cupcakes connected by icing was before the small boy, Tamaki's cake disappearing through the clouds and assumingly sent to the blonde boy wonder. There were chocolate and vanilla on either side, one for each twin, as he was sure that they liked the opposite flavor. Of course, Hunny was wrong, but he dared to dream. Atop the cake, he placed on the picture that was in Kaoru's drawer in their cruise suite.
They always look so cute together! I love how close they are, and how much they've changed over the years! It's almost as if they never hated anybody before! They're so sweet… just like this cake!
A dab there, some green here; it's perfect!
The twins' cake disappeared along with Tamaki's, and a round layer cake sat before the little boy, handed to him by a blushing bunny that he was so familiar with. Nodding a thank you to Usa, he picked up the navy icing, something that he could only dream of.
Kyou-chan's next! He gets a lot of icing! I'll make a giant swirl over the whole thing, then put a picture of him in his luau uniform! That lei looks amazing on him, but he always looks amazing! This cake can almost capture how perfect our relationship is! Now, I'll put the toys on and he's finished! All that's left is Takashi and Haru-chan. For some reason, I think they should share a cake..
Now, before Hunny was a rather large cake, tiers separated by pillars. The edges were already decorated with lace-ish icing and sugar balls. It was rather regal.
At the top, I'm gonna put figurines of them together, and the tier below can have the rest of us! They're so lucky, they get the best cake! Now I'll just put the picture of him holding her back at Kyou-chan's family resort and write 'Happy Wedding'!
Wait… Takashi and Haru-chan are getting married?
Kaoru
Augh—my head hurts so badly. I feel like I've been bludgeoned over the head with a piece of steak or something. For some reason, everything's black… oh well. I can feel the cozy covers over me and a snug pillow under my head. It feels nice to sleep in a bed instead of a stupid cabin that Mori-sempai made in a matter of minutes; I could feel the beetles crawling up my pants in that thing last time I slept in there! Oh--- The light's on! This isn't my bed… Who is that? There's a girl in a nightgown in front of me. She has short brown hair… Haruhi? No, she's not as pale as Haruhi. Still, she's familiar. Maybe Haruhi just got a tan or something. Why would we be sleeping in a bed together anyway? I'll ask her.
Kaoru attempted to lift his arm, but a jingling sound was all that was made.
What the—Why can't I move my arms?! They're… chains?! Why am I chained to the bed? I recognize her a little more now, but I still can't tell who she is. She's pretty cute, but this is really freaking me out. I've gotta tell her to get the hell away from me!!
Oh… It's Kiku. She looks sad or something, but she's smiling. Did she chain me up? Where'd she get the bed, anyway?
"Good morning, my love,"
Love?! Oh, she's got another thing coming!
"I'm not your love!" There, that oughtta tell her. Huh. Her eyes are wider and she's not smiling anymore. It looks like I've shocked her. Why the hell is she surprised? Of course I don't love her, she's a freaking psychopath!
"But, honey," …Honey? "We've been married for ten years. Surely you love me a little."
TEN YEARS—What?! I would never—I couldn't—I didn't—!
Oh no, she's coming closer. She's reaching out to me, and she's grabbing the chain. Is she gonna set me free..? She did seem like a nice girl. Why would you tie up your husband, anyway?
"I know you love me, Kaoru, because if you don't,"
Kiku's hair began to grow and her face began to morph. The sweet and innocent girl's white nightgown bled into a dark red until she looked nearly demonic. She'd turned into Kotone.
"I'll have you burned at the stake!"
Ahh… She tightened the chains. I hear crackling… It's getting warm. Is that fire? I don't see any fire. Surely, she's not serious. This dumb girl couldn't start a flame if her survival on that stupid island depended on it. Oh—I see it now! It's coming from beneath the bed!!
Kaoru struggled with no avail, and the cackling laughter of Kotone deepened until it was a hideous sound concocted by demons and she was a pure black silhouette. Fear arose within the younger twin. What could he do? How could he escape? There was only one way he could survive this madness!
Hikaru!! Where are you, Hikaru?!
Considerable moments passed until the flames engulfed the bed with the only non-burned space the parts that Kaoru occupied. He was a sure goner at this point. He felt his eyes burn with tears, but the laughter turned to a shriek. Opening his eyes and attempting to see past both his tears and the flickering wreckage, he spotted his brother having taken down the evil Kotone.
Hikaru, you came for me! He's so brave, I can't believe it. When I'm ready to become Kentucky Fried Chicken, he's there to unchain me and pull me free. I love him so!
"Kaoru, are you okay?" He gasps to me, and the flames disintegrated. I don't know how he did that, but I'm impressed!
"Yes! You're my hero, aniki!"
"That's what brothers do~"
Brothers. That is what brothers do. That whole idea of kissing my brother is ludicrous. I love him, but I don't want to be his girlfriend. Gosh, I haven't smiled this wide in so long!
"I love you, Hikaru!"
As Kaoru and Hikaru embraced so tightly in his dream, they did the same within their shelter.
Hikaru
"Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi! Listen up, you giant son of a bitch! I'm the mighty Hikaru-sama of the Ouran Brigade, and I'm gonna kick your sorry ass!!"
Hikaru stepped up, one foot atop a large rock and a long sword freshly unsheathed in his hand as the other pointed towards a giant robotic face. His hair was a slight bit spikier, he wore no shirt, and his Ouran uniform pants had a purple ribbon at the bottom near his sandals with his tie wrapped around as a belt. He had blue tattoos decoratively placed on his upper torso and arms, and most distinctive of all were his orange pointy sunglasses, funky but gar at the same time. Behind him was Kaoru, short and dirtied with goggles atop his head, a spiral necklace, and a green cloak. He looked terribly afraid. Next to him was Haruhi, a skull and chopsticks in her hair, as she wore a bikini top with flame designs, black pleather booty shorts, a white belt, and knee-high boots. She pointed an enormous gun towards the face.
"Hikaru, are you trying to get us killed?!" That Haruhi doesn't know when to stop her yappin'.
"Aniki, you're gonna die!" Damn it, not you too, Kaoru! Augh, I'm just gonna have to ignore them.
"What the hell? Get out of my way, you little troll!"
So, the big face talks! I'll show him what for! I'd bet I can pierce him, then the heavens with my big sword. Hey—Didn't Kaoru say he found a 'giant face' around here somewhere? I wonder if this is the one.
Ah—What the—Damn it, you fools! A man never runs away, he faces his enemies! Haruhi shot it with her gun, and now Kaoru's dragged me away. All three of us are now going down some dumb tunnel.. I wonder where that face guy is, if he's following. Now it's really narrow; I have to crawl! Hey, at least I get to crawl behind Haruhi. In those shorts, I get a pretty nice view!
"You're a jerk."
Haruhi can tell I'm looking at her…
…
Hahah. I won't deny it.
"Aniki, look!"
Huh? Kaoru's calling. He's trying to show me something, but I'm staring at the glowing spiral necklace he's got.
The three of them sat in the tunnel, crawling a bit more before they reached a small clearing, and before them was another giant face, but this time not moving. It was still way smaller than the other by a longshot. Still, it began to glow along with Kaoru's spiral necklace. Immedietally, Hikaru noticed a cone shaped hole.
Whoa, I'd bet the necklace goes in there! I wonder if Kaoru notices this. He's looking at his necklace and then the face… I think he notices. Yeah, he's gonna put the key in the hole! Haruhi's staring, too. Huh, those shorts were nice, but the bikini's not too great… She's still flat.
Kaoru, upon placing the necklace in the hole, turned it to find that it was a key. He sat inside the robot and stared, mesmerized until the three of them were lodged into the face. Inside, there were controls. These giant faces were indeed lifeless robots. This meant that somebody was controlling the other one! Hikaru had never had a mecha dream before.
On cue, the three of them bean to yell as Kaoru, unsure of how to control it, burst back into the opening of the tunnel and again saw the giant face. It was so big, it scared him lifeless. He, unlike the brave Hikaru, wanted to run away.
"Kaoru, stop running! Grow up and be a man!"
"But aniki, I'm scared!"
He's no longer a child! He needs to learn to take control, god damn it, before I knock some sense into him!
"You drive it!" Me?! Why would I drive it? I would be stealing if I drove his robot! He found it, not me!
"No, it's yours!"
"But aniki—"
"Fight, damn it, or let me out! Let me ut, let me out, let me ut, let me—Ah!"
The top of the robot opened up, and Hikaru stepped onto the edge, leaping onto the giant face.
"Now, take this, you ugly monster!"
Yeah, what a rush! I've always wanted to fight a giant robot, and I'm already going to deliver the finishing blow! This dumb thing didn't stand a change against the mighty Hikaru or his Ouran Brigade! Those suckers Tamaki, Kyouya, Hunny, and Mori don't know what they're missin'. If only they didn't chicken out earlier, they could be men, too!
-dink-
…
Okay, that didn't work.
Oh—It's Kaoru! He's coming to scoop me up again. Now that he saved me, he has to fight, though! I won't let him run away like a little girl. Haruhi keeps shooting at it, at least she has balls, but it's not doing anything. Damn it, Kaoru!
"I'm too scared, aniki!" He looks so wimpy! "I can't do it! I'm not good enough!"
HAH!
Hikaru punched Kaoru in the cheek as hard as he could. The three if them paused for a moment as Kaoru stared up at his brother, shocked.
"Now listen here, Kaoru! Only you can drive this machine, and it's on you to fight this ugly monster! Kick reason to the curb and just fight! Don't believe in yourself; believe in me, who believes in you!"
His eyes are lighting up. He's smiling like a man!
"Right!"
I'm so proud of him! He's driving this machine so fast, it drilled right through the face! All he needed was some spirit. Now we're caught in an explosion, and it's sending us through the sky! Wow.. it really is pretty on the surface.
But, wait… what goes up must come down.
"Kaoru," Haruhi's fixing her bikini. I know she wouldn't like that thing. Why'd she wear it, then?
"Y-yeah?" He's still scared. I'm proud of him!
"Are we about to fall, or can you keep driving this thing?"
Uh-oh… It's silent. Looks like we're in for a dive! I can see Kaoru holding his goggles and Haruhi's hair begin lifting, and we're falling back to the ground! It's scary as hell, but damn it, I'm proud! The floor is coming closer. We can survive this, right? Closer and closer until… We're gonna hit it!
"Ah—" Hikaru gasped lowly, waking up from his gar dream. He blinked for a moment, gazing with golden eyes at his little brother, sleeping like an angel and snuggling closer to him. He smiled, then pictured him again as the little digger boy from his dream. 'Believe in me who believes in you…'
Kyouya
With a snappy black suit and freshly combed hair, Kyouya sat in his father's chair. The window behind him was the wall, and outside, he could se the busy streets of Japan and the clear skies that he felt he somehow took a part in constructing. His face was casual, though businesslike as he clicked the small button on his laptop and lifted the desktop monitor to begin his daily work.
Fig one displays the consumer demand, as Fig two displays supply in a third-world country. Is it worth distributing a product that costs twelve-thousand to ship when sales will be only a fraction of what they are elsewhere, or is there profit to be made from these poor induiduals?
-knockknockknock-
"Mr. Ootori, a Tamaki Suou is here to see you."
Ah, Secretary Kaoru… You know, despite his childish behavior back in highschool, he's really proven to be quite the employee. He hasn't gotten a date wrong, yet!
"Very well; Send him in."
"Kyouya! Mon-ami, good to see you! It's been so long, I forgot that you were mister head-honcho of your entire corporation now!"
Well, he certainly knows how to make an entrance, bursting through my door and bouncing about like a kindergarten girl. He, unlike the younger twin, is still the same witless buffoon was he was back in the day. Somehow, it's a bit refreshing, I must admit.
"We saw each other Tuesday, four days isn't that long a time."
"It is for me! I've got two kids to look after, you know!"
Hahah—I forgot that he was the stay-at-home mom, and his wife brought home the paycheck. Despite how he was such a heart-breaker back then, he really is the woman.
"I wouldn't know." He never ceases to make me smile, nonetheless… So long as he's out of my office in a few minutes, our friendship will continue as scheduled.
"Well, you should ask your wife!"
Oh… Do I have a wife? There's a picture on my desk. When I pick it up, I see me and her, and she's carrying a baby. Those chocolate eyes of hers… How could I ever forget? She's the only person who ever made me smile in a giddy fashion and laugh whole-heartedly, save that fool Tamaki before me.
"Right."
-knockknockknock-
"Mr. Ootori, your wife is here to see you,"
Oh, she's here! I can't help but smile. Tamaki can see that, so he's got that same dumb grin on his face. This time, I'd much rather be alone.
"Tamaki, could you let us have some privacy?"
He looks confused. Oh, wait—No, he understood. He just blabbers for a few more minutes, then slips out the door. My, has he let his weight go since senior year!
"Send her in."
A petite woman wearing a yellow bandana and holding a small baby boy in her arms came inside the office. She blinked two chocolate eyes, then swished a lock of brown hair from her face. She looked just like the same Haruhi she was in freshman year.
"I thought you'd like to see Kyouya junior during your lunch break. He's almost a year old."
His hair is jet black like mine, but his eyes are round like his mother's. My, she's beautiful. I can barely stand it.
"Of course. You look great, Haruhi."
When she blushes, I can't help but smile a little more. She knows I mean it, but teases by shaking her head.
"No, I'm a mess."
How could she honestly believe that? Why would somebody as organized like me marry a mess?
"You're the beautiful woman I fell in love with."
She says nothing, but looks at me, Kyouya junior giggling a bit in her arms. My voice got softer, so now she's leaning in. It's time for a kiss…
Kyouya's eyes opened slowly. He blinked for a moment two black tired eyes, then looked around the small space at the other hosts. He'd never had a romantic connection to Haruhi. What was that all about? Oh well, no matter. Sleep time.
Mori
I'm tired.
Mori dreamt himself lying on the ground of the shelter, though not sleeping. He dreamt of insomnia. Shifting positions on and on, he tried to make himself comfortable, but failed terribly. Judging by the orange and purple sky, it was dawn. Maybe he could collect some more oranges.
Stepping out of the shelter, the scenery changed.
I'm in a tux? There's an orange buffet? Why's everyone so fancy?
"Takashiii! Enjoy your cake!"
Mitsukini. He baked me a cake? It's over on the buffet and it's big. There are two figurines on top…
…
Must be me and him.
"Honey,"
…
"Mori-sempai!"
Oh.
Haruhi's calling.
"I'm not supposed to see you until the ceremony!"
…
"Mori!!"
"…Ceremony?"
Tamaki
Tamaki stood awkwardly by a stage. He wore a tight shirt that read in bold red letters 'Vote for Kyouya', and his fair blonde hair was a curly mess. His teeth were large and he had a terrible case of slack-jaw, as well as nearly closed violet eyes with thick-rimmed and lensed glasses.
Haruhi's got skills. She and those unscrupulous twins in the happy hands' club are good dancers, but they're not as good as me. Sure, they can wear their skimpy outfits and use their beauty to win the contest, but I can show what I have under my nerdy exterior! I can do it! Still… She's just so cute!
Kyouya looks kinda bummed. He doesn't think he can beat Hunny-sempai in the race for student body president, but he doesn't know what secrets he's got up his sleeves. He's got a secret, graceful weapon!!
Now, he's on his way to give his speech. He's telling everybody that if they vote for him, all of their wildest boy-related desires will come true. That pipsqueak Hunny won't know what hit him! He thinks I'm a nerd, but I'll show him!
Now, he's leaving the stage. I have to help him. I'll go on stage and show everyone what my momma gave me!
Those stage lights are awfully bright…
My stomach's twisting and turning, but the song is playing. Uh, uh.. I'll bob my head. Yeah! They're all staring at me. Now what?? Ah, come on Tamaki, you're dynamite! Suck it up and dance!
On stage, the man began to dance. Haruhi stood on the sidelines, and she and the twins sneered. He didn't stand a chance against them. Kyouya looked down in shame. Oh god, Tamaki was so much cooler than him! His dance was phenomenal! The dance went on and was not impressive. Tamaki's nerves made him mess up a couple of times, and the twins snickered behind their woman companion. They'd won! Strangely, however, things changed.
Haruhi's… so cute. Those eyes, that hair, especially her shortness. She has her father's genes! She brings out the best in me, she does! I'll suck it up for her!
My curly hair… It's straightening! I can see without those terrible glasses, and now that I look down, I'm wearing a Spanish ruffled shirt! I'm… I'm beautiful!! Oh, the joy. Oh, the beauty! I look at the crown and see admiring stares! Tears are forming in my eyes! I've won the debate with by beauty for my dear friend Kyouya! Bravo!
"Sempai,"
Oh—Haruhi! She's looking at me now, and her cheeks are the cutest shade of pink! She's just so… cute! Ah! I can't help but show it in my face and raise a fist to my chin!
"Yes, my beloved?"
She's blinking those eyes of hers. She's so enchanting, it's like she's a princess! That dress she's wearing… I can't… I can't take it!!
"I think your dance…"
"Yes? You can say it, my love! Say it!" Oh, she admires me! I can feel it! Those coffee eyes she bears are… drooping. She looks kinds of angry. Nyro~n
"…sucked."
Such low-class language! I gasp my heart out and flush a sickly eggshell white. She can't think lowly of me! I love her! My heart beats faster, and I can't stop shaking. Looking down at her, I feel everybody laughing at me. My hair is getting curly again, ad my pants are raising up high, almost to my pocket protector on my plaid shirt! I'm… nobody! If only I could just hug my loving daughter. If I could just feel her silky skin and ravishing hair, and those soft, pink lips…
OH SHI—
Haruhi
Haruhi couldn't sleep very well. She lay awake a large portion of the night, staring at her companion hosts and deliberating each of them. Tamaki had really shown another more mature side that day, and he impressed her, despite his obnoxious tendencies. He had done some stupid things that day, but somehow he'd really gotten her thinking. He was a great guy with always nice intentions. What else could she expect from him? In a way, he really did make a great father figure, but she didn't want to think of him that way. Somehow, it was a little weird, like it was forbidden. He did resemble her dad, anyway. There was that old saying that girls were attracted to men that resembled their fathers.
Kaoru, too, had shown great maturity despite himself. She could understand his position, love confused because Hikaru was the only person he'd known, but she was sure that he wasn't really incestuous. He was possibly gay, but a part of her hoped not. She couldn't exactly see why, but was willing to admit it. Hikaru was just as immature as ever, but his bravery was uncanny. He impressed her just as well. Those twins were very close to her at this point, and she thought of them equally, but for different reasons. Hikaru's immaturity was often refreshing in its own way, after all.
Kyouya had blown her mind that day with his mind games. Well, not to that extent, but he really made her think. He always had such a talent for having interesting things to say and make her really wonder what went on in his manipulative mind. He was very intriguing, and she found herself craving to know more, especially with that low, melodic voice. He was… indescribable.
Mori was the most hard-working and devoted to the group, even compared to Kyouya. He always found a way to slink into the background, but she liked that about him, that he didn't constantly demand attention. He cared deeply for all of the hosts, and she was happy to have gotten to know him just a bit more almost twenty-four hours before.
Hunny was the optimistic, uplifting one. His high-pitched voice along with wide, loli smile and always peppy attitude made her smile as she lay tired on the grass bedding and sand that had seeped between the brush. She needed an Usa-chan… It sounded very comforting to be able to have someone soft and cuddly that would unconditionally be there for her through tough times, including shipwrecks. At least everybody was okay, though; they'd all survived without major injuries, so she needn't worry.
Finally, with a soft smile, the woman's eyes drooped shut as she slipped off to sleep. She lost a great chunk of sleep, but not all of it. As she got her rest, the smile very slowly slipped from her face and her mouth opened to a small semi-circle. She took short, smooth breaths. The girl did not dream. Her mind was too settled, as she was genuinely happy.
A/N!:
Yay! –whew-
That was hella long. I'm pretty happy with it, though I neglected to proofread…
FYI- Hikaru's dream is based on an anime called Gurren Lagann's first episode. I HIGHLY suggest it!! It's the best anime I've ever laid eyes on, sarsly.
Btw, I got lazy once I got to Kyouya, if you couldn't tell. Hee hee.