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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!!!!!"
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Tamaki's eyes are fixed on this portent of doom that he holds in his hand. Such a tiny and innocuous looking thing to herald his death, but he knows that this must surely be what is coming for him.
And then he hears that laughter. Creepy and soul-chilling, like the laughter of the Reaper himself, and he can almost feel his soul escaping from his body.
"W-Why? I'm too young to die--"
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"It's far too late... what has started cannot be stopped... What happens now is all of your own doing..."
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"WHAT?!"
He span around, fingers clenched tighter around Belzenef as he faced the darkened doorway (where did that door even come from?!)
"B-But why?"
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"What a foolish question... What has happened is a result of your very nature. Just as the sun continues to set into night... Your destiny has been set, and cannot be changed."
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"Is this... is this about your sister?"
It has to be, right? It has to be that his sister has once more expressed a fondness for Tamaki as her prince.
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"Precisely... You know exactly what you have done. And so... what comes next should be absolutely no surprise."