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Sep. 17th, 2015 01:49 pm
Two Prompts
For Kasanoda
It was a tiring job being the king of such a magnificent club, and his genius was often unappreciated - especially by those evil twins. If only Haruhi would look at him and see the effort he put in, if only she would see his flashes of inspiration as a reason to include him in her Official Friend's Category.
Usually he thought of a hundred new themes for each club, but this month his inspiration was running a little dry. Strangely it seemed to coincide with Kyoya being out of town on a trip with his family, which was also, weirdly, the same time that those inspirational holiday brochures stopped appearing on his desk. Maybe he was only having trouble because he was missing his friend? Yes, surely that must be it! How could Daddy expect to run their little family without Mother? It was almost as though their little family was broken, however, temporarily, that must be the reason for his lack of inspiration.
Until today..!
A certain red-haired yakuza son might notice the world's worst ninja stalking him. Seeing him once or twice might be a coincidence, but Tamaki is there all day obviously following him around and pulling the weirdest faces possible.
For Nekozawa
Black Magic...
Could there be a term more terrifying than this? Haruhi said he was being foolish for being scared, especially after helping Nekozawa reconcile with his estranged sister, but... but... HELPING NEKOZAWA HADN'T MADE HIM ANY LESS TERRIFYING!!!
Such were the thoughts spinning through Tamaki's head when he saw a black cloaked figure whipping through a doorway in the school... right before a Belzenef doll fell in front of him (thrown by one of the twins who had just purchased it).
He froze. He looked down. Jerky fingers bent to pick up the doll with his name inscribed on the back.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
It was a tiring job being the king of such a magnificent club, and his genius was often unappreciated - especially by those evil twins. If only Haruhi would look at him and see the effort he put in, if only she would see his flashes of inspiration as a reason to include him in her Official Friend's Category.
Usually he thought of a hundred new themes for each club, but this month his inspiration was running a little dry. Strangely it seemed to coincide with Kyoya being out of town on a trip with his family, which was also, weirdly, the same time that those inspirational holiday brochures stopped appearing on his desk. Maybe he was only having trouble because he was missing his friend? Yes, surely that must be it! How could Daddy expect to run their little family without Mother? It was almost as though their little family was broken, however, temporarily, that must be the reason for his lack of inspiration.
Until today..!
A certain red-haired yakuza son might notice the world's worst ninja stalking him. Seeing him once or twice might be a coincidence, but Tamaki is there all day obviously following him around and pulling the weirdest faces possible.
For Nekozawa
Black Magic...
Could there be a term more terrifying than this? Haruhi said he was being foolish for being scared, especially after helping Nekozawa reconcile with his estranged sister, but... but... HELPING NEKOZAWA HADN'T MADE HIM ANY LESS TERRIFYING!!!
Such were the thoughts spinning through Tamaki's head when he saw a black cloaked figure whipping through a doorway in the school... right before a Belzenef doll fell in front of him (thrown by one of the twins who had just purchased it).
He froze. He looked down. Jerky fingers bent to pick up the doll with his name inscribed on the back.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"