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9:04 AM
Haruhi was apprehensive.
She had this feeling deep in her bones that something was going to go wrong, horribly wrong, disastrous even. She hadn’t exactly expected all the hosts to accept, in fact she decided that if all the hosts show up tomorrow she might just run away and skip town or something.
That wouldn’t work, she literally asked out the son of a major police and investigator firm.
She had made this mess and she would deal with it.
She barely slept the night prior to the date. Would you call this a date? It was more like a confrontation than anything.
Saturday morning, she had spent the first 20 minutes of her day staring at the ceiling. She made the mistake of setting the date late into the evening, meaning she gave herself the whole day to sit around and contemplate her life.
How would this impact their relationship? Seemed to be the most prominent question.
Would they still be friends? More than friends? Are they her boyfriends now? How would she explain this to her dad? How would she explain this to THEIR dads? Instead of wondering life’s most complicated questions, she decided to finally get out of bed.
She wandered over to her desk and pulled out a piece of paper. With a pen in hand, she labeled the paper;
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GAME PLAN
1 - GO TO RESTAURANT
2 - WAIT FOR EVERYONE TO ARRIVE
3 - TALK ABOUT FEELINGS
4 -
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9:29 AM
Usually she was good at writing, but for some reason she just couldn’t write anything else.
She yawned quietly to herself. It was only 9am and she just couldn’t afford to sit around all day moping around. Although she was lovestruck, she was still a busy girl.
First she went and picked up her fathers dry cleaning along with some groceries for the upcoming week's lunches. She also went to the post office to mail something to one of her relatives, and then she even went to the mall to pick out a nice blouse for the date.
She wanted to wear something that wouldn’t get her kicked out of the fancy restaurant. She was also a little bit worried about the opinions of some of the hosts. She knew the twins were both sons of a famous fashion designer, so she wanted to at least look like she put in some effort.
She contemplated even experimenting with makeup, but she decided that was just overkill.
If they liked her enough to go out with her, then they surely wouldn’t mind if she didn’t powder her face or anything. Plus, there would be more important issues to discuss rather than what’s on her face.
When she got home she unloaded all of her goods and looked over at the clock. It was only 5:30.
This is going to be a long day.
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5:45 PM
Mitsukuni had been waiting for this day all week long.
To say he had been crushing on Haruhi for a while might have been an understatement. Ever since she asked him out, he just couldn’t keep his eyes off her.
He wanted to be close to her and tell her the feelings he’d locked away as soon as she handed him the letter. Unfortunately, the rest of their friends wouldn’t have reacted well.
A possessive part of him wanted them to know right away just to see the looks on their faces. That wouldn’t end well for either of them though, so he kept quiet. He didn’t tell Tamaki, he didn’t tell Takashi, he didn’t even tell Usa-Chan! He was worried they might spill the secret.
But now the time has finally come!
When he returned home from his Jiu Jitsu class, he didn’t hesitate to go running upstairs to freshen up and change out of his gym clothes. Takashi didn’t live with him thankfully, otherwise he’d have to be a lot stealthier.
“Guess what Usa-Chan!” He smiled playfully at his toy bunny. “I’m going on a date tonight! But I can’t tell you who I’m going with, ‘cause it’s a secret” He grinned.
He had contemplated bringing the small plush with him for moral support, but decided against it because he didn’t want to have to pay for Usa-Chan's dinner.
He made sure to leave extra early so he would have time to grab some ice cream on the way there! He lived a pretty long way from the School and from Haruhi's neighborhood, so he had to leave sooner rather than later.
“Bye Bye for now! I’ll make sure to update you when I get home!” He waved as he left his bedroom.
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6:00 PM
Haruhi arrived at the restaurant an hour early.
She had made a reservation for seven, but she was always afraid of being late and she didn’t know how busy the bus would be at this time of day. She also wanted to make sure she did get to try some of the fancy sushi no matter how the date went.
So, she sat at her table and waited patiently.
Thankfully the restaurant was quiet and not very crowded. Otherwise she would have felt bad for taking up such a large table for an hour.
She placed a to-go order of various sushi’s for the end of the night. She knew none of the hosts would let her pay (not that she really wanted too), so she would at least take advantage of that.
While she waited, she ended up looking around at some of the surrounding tables. There was a small family sitting at the end of the restaurant, there was a wife, a husband, and a small kid, maybe four years old?
She smiled to herself, she’s never really thought about having children. She’s always been too busy for relationships and she doesn’t want to subject that to a kid. But now that she might potentially have a boyfriend, or six, she wonders if her opinions might change for them.
She took a deep breath, hopefully that would all come with time.
After 45 minutes in the restaurant she had already had four cups of water and tea. She had been so nervous she didn’t even notice she really needed to pee.
“Excuse me?” She called over one of the waiters.
“Hello Miss, how may I help you?” The waiter asked.
“If someone comes and sits down, would you let them know I’ve already arrived and that I’m in the bathroom.”
“Will do.” The waiter winked as she made her way to the bathroom.
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6:45 PM
Kyoya was known for being ten steps ahead of everyone.
He always knew what to wear, what to write, what to say, what to feel. He knew just about everything about everyone. Yet for some reason, he just couldn’t figure this out.
On the bed in front of him sat two bouquets. One had Red Roses, peonies, and tulips. The other had Orchids and Lilies.
Both bouquets were beautiful and he’s sure Haruhi isn’t picky about her flowers. This was more for his satisfaction than anything. The first bouquet was more traditional with Red Roses symbolizing love and peonies happiness. The second one however, was more elegant.
Knowing Haruhi, she would probably like the more traditional bouquet more, but if she saw the price tag on that, she would probably freak out.
Kyoya definitely thought about charging her for the flowers and the date by adding it on to her debt. However, according to his sister, that was “morally wrong”. He’s never claimed to be a good person. If it means he can keep her close for a little longer, he’ll do it. But, he knew she would probably leave if he did that, so why bother?
This date was worth more than anything, maybe not monetary wise, but he hadn’t felt something for a girl in an immensely long time. This was a special occasion for him, and he would treat it as such.
With a sigh, he picked up the second bouquet.
He was wearing a nice clean white button up with a silk tie, he usually wears this attire for when he’s meeting with clients, but this was different. He didn’t want to look too over the top, he honestly wasn’t sure how fancy this restaurant was, so he decided to go with something neutral but still appealing to look at.
He quite liked it when Haruhi looked at him when they would study together. She looked at him with a sense of fascination, like the way people look at art in a museum.
He wanted her to look at him like that all the time.
Before he left he pulled open the second drawer in his desk and pulled out a small piece of paper. He had kept the letter she wrote him and despite not wanting others to see it, made it a habit to reread every night.
He hadn’t realized how much she liked him until it was right in front of his face. The letter was so small yet so foreign to him. He hadn’t ever really received love letters. Sure he had gotten a few in junior high, but they were never from people who genuinely cared about him. It was always from the daughters of his fathers colleagues. People who wanted to use him.
He wasn’t blind though, that’s why he never kept them.
But this was different.
Haruhi never cared about any of that, or if she did, she did a great job at hiding it. She was sweet and kind, and she really liked him for who he was. That was something he doesn’t think anyone’s ever done for him. Except maybe Tamaki.
“Well someone’s excited.” A voice appeared from the doorway.
He hadn’t even realized he was blushing until he looked up from the paper. He tried to shove the paper back into the drawer but the damage was already done.
“Whatcha got there?” Fuyumi chesire grinned.
He adjusted his glasses, “Just a receipt. Nothing serious.”
“I thought you said you hadn’t kept the letter. Has my brother been lying to me?” She pouted.
Kyoya gave her an unimpressed look, “I’ll show it to you after the date. For now let’s just go. If we wait any longer I’ll be late.”
She returned his glare with a winning grin. The two siblings had been very close since a young age. They were both considered “rejects” of the Ootori family, which only made their bond stronger.
She always knew when something was wrong with him. That’s why she was the first and only person to hear about his encounter with Haruhi. He hadn’t even gotten to his room yet before he was being interrogated.
“Is someone bullying you? Is it a host? Is it a girl?” She had asked.
“I received a love letter today.” He said reluctantly.
“So what? You have a whole fan club for you and your friends. Who cares about a letter.” She stated
“It seems that, well, I might reciprocate those feelings.”
It suddenly felt like the world had suddenly become a lot smaller. Like it was only them and nobody else. For a moment, her sister just stared at him, either in shock or awe, he couldn’t tell which.
And then, she exploded.
“YOU HAVE A CRUSH? WHEN CAN I MEET HER!” She nearly screamed.
“We’ll be going out this weekend, if things go well I’ll introduce you two soon.” He told her.
He was lucky to have made it back to his room alive after the way she nearly crushed him in a hug. There was something sentimental about the way she cared about him. She was very happy when Tamaki started coming around, and he’s sure she’ll love Haruhi just as much, if not more.
She demanded he let her drive him there, which he probably would have asked her too anyway. He was trying to be careful of not letting his father find out about his potential lover.
His father had always expected him to marry someone with a lot of wealth or power. That’s what his two older brothers had done, and his older sister was put in an arranged marriage. He always knew that he would end up marrying only for power, or to please his father, but this changes things.
He could probably get away with dating Haruhi with the help from his sister. As much as his father wants him to marry someone rich or famous, he knows that he will never inherit the Ootori Medical Company. Which is why he has less pressure on him to follow certain rules.
If he dresses up Haruhi and teaches her some nice manners, he’s sure she could charm her way into her fathers heart. But if he does introduce her, his father is going to expect him to marry her.
Shaking his head, he tries not to think too hard about the headache that is the future. Instead, he simply gets in his sister's car, and the two of them drive off.
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6:50 PM
Mori had arrived early to the restaurant.
When he arrived, he was seated at a large table. The table looked like it could seat eight or nine people. Had he been seated at the wrong table?
“The lady went to use the bathroom, she’ll be out shortly.” A voice spoke.
He turned to find a waiter speaking to him. He let out a small hum and the man walked off. It seems he wasn’t the first to arrive. Perhaps once Haruhi comes back they could ask to be moved to a different table, it seemed there were plenty of free tables.
He flipped through the menu in front of him. They had a lot of sushi options and not much else. It was all pretty cheap food too, the most expensive meal being only $45.00.
He’s sure Haruhi just picked something within her price range, but for future dates he’s decided that he will be the one picking the restaurant. He’s never really cared about his family's wealth, but he supposed it can come in handy sometimes.
He already prepaid the bill just in case Haruhi tried to pay herself, he’s sure it won’t be too much trouble.
“Mori?” A familiar voice called from behind him.
Looking over his shoulder, he locked eyes with none other than Hikaru and Kaoru. They were both dressed up in matching suits and fancy golden watches. They looked very charming.
“What are you doing here?” Kaoru asked, taking a seat next to him.
“I’m on a date with Haruhi.”
He knew she had asked him not to tell anyone, but he was never really the type to keep secrets. The only reason he hadn’t told anyone is because, to put it simply, nobody asked. He didn’t really talk much as it was, so usually when he talked to the other hosts it was brief and not usually about his dating life.
“No way. She two-timed us?” They spoke simultaneously.
Mori paused and gave them a curious look. They responded by pulling out a piece of paper out of Hikaru’s front pocket and laying it on the desk.
What is going on?
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7:00 PM
Tamaki was right on time, as per usual.
He didn’t like to keep his company waiting too long, but he hated being the first one to arrive. He didn’t like to wait, he’d rather be late than early.
The restaurant wasn’t one of much class, but obviously he couldn’t tell Haruhi that or else it would break her poor little heart. It was odd enough that a girl had asked him out rather than the other way around. He didn’t want to make things worse.
Yet for some reason, fate had other plans.
“Kyoya? What are you doing here?” He nearly gasped
Kyoya turned from where he was positioned by the host stand. He had an equally as confused look on his face.
“How peculiar.” He hummed, now facing him.
“What does that mean? Are you here to ruin my date with Haruhi? You know Daddy doesn’t like it when you stalk me.” He pouted.
Kyoya didn’t respond, instead he simply continued talking with the host. He looked well dressed, almost like he was attending a business meeting.
“It seems Haruhi booked a table for seven. If my assumptions are correct, that means we weren’t the only ones from the host club invited here.” He smiled grimly.
Tamaki looked where his gaze lingered and none the less, there was the rest of the host club. He didn’t stutter as he ran over to the large table.
“You guys! I think Haruhi has been kidnapped!” Tamaki shouted.
Hikaru flinched, “Geez Boss, calm down, she's just in the bathroom.”
“That’s not possible! What other reason would she have to call us all here! To ruin our perfect date night!” Tamaki whined.
Kyoya cleared his throat from behind them, “I’m sure there’s a reasonable explanation for this. Let’s just wait to find out first before we jump to conclusions.”
Tamaki spotted something on the table, a piece of paper that looked oddly similar to the letter Haruhi wrote to him.
“Hikaru.. Is that.. A love letter?” Tamaki stuttered.
“Yeah. We all got one, even Honey.” He stated matter-a-factly
“Oh.” Tamaki's heart sank.
“You really think you’re special until you find out your girl wrote four other love letters.” Kaoru sighed.
“Be patient you two. I’m sure we’re all overreacting.” Mori grumbled.
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7:03
Haruhi washed her hands and dried her face. While in the bathroom she realized her face had gotten all sweaty, either from nerves or from sitting so close to the kitchen. So she tried splashing some water on her face but ended up getting water everywhere.
Thankfully not much water got on her nice blouse. But it took her a while to dry her face since the restaurant decided to go eco-friendly and switch from paper towels to air dryers.
She wiped her hands and walked out of the bathroom, only to find the whole host club at her table. How did they all arrive so quickly? Did I really take that long?
She glanced at the watch her grandparents had given her last christmas. It was already seven!
She tried to backtrack and go back into the bathroom to capture her thoughts but she ended up getting caught in the act.
“Haruhi, there you are.” Kyoya spoke.
A part of her blushed as she recognized his voice.
She turned around and went back to her seat and sat there for a second before looking around, “Where is Honey-Senpai?”
The twins glared at her, “Why does it matter?”
She flinched a little in her seat, she wasn’t prepared for the heated looks all the hosts were giving her. Even Mori-Senpai looked angrier than usual. She supposes that makes sense though.
“Care to explain what you called us here for?” Kyoya asked.
She inhaled a breath, “Well. As you know, it seems I’ve developed some feelings, for-“ She paused and gave another look around.
“All of you.”
There was no response for a long time, they all just sat there in silence. The tension was so thick it could be cut with a knife.
“So then, pick one.” Tamaki spoke.
When she looked at Tamaki he had a look on his face that she’d never seen before. It wasn’t hatred or anger, it was some kind of mix between disappointment and fear.
“I can’t.” She sighed.
“What are you suggesting, Haruhi.” Mori asked.
She gulped hard, this was a lot harder than she thought it would be. She wanted to just say it but her brain was going 50 miles an hour and all of her thoughts were jumbled. It felt like there was a lump in her throat holding her back.
“I-, I just thought-“ She stuttered.
She couldn’t do this. This was a horrible idea. She felt so vulnerable like she had just cut up her insides for the hosts to see.
She thought she had already come to terms with the idea of rejection, but yet somehow seeing it in person made it so much worse. She just wanted to crawl into a hole and die.
Finally, she said, “I thought that maybe we could just; figure something out together.”
The hosts paused.
“I know me liking you all is taboo and probably a little selfish, but I’ve been thinking about this for weeks and I just couldn’t decide. I don’t want one of you, I want all of you.”
“So you want to date all of us? at the same time?” Hikaru asked cautiously.
“I mean yeah, sort of, if that’s okay with you guys. It doesn’t have to be like you all are dating each other, it’s just you’re all dating me. Sort of like you see in those romance novels.” She blushed.
The hosts looked around, waiting for someone to break the silence. Tamaki was quieter than he’s ever been, lost in thought about something.
Hikaru spoke, “Well look. Me and Kaoru were already planning to share you since we’re twins and all. I don’t think it’d be that much different with you guys.”
Haruhi froze, was Hikaru open to her idea?
“I don’t personally mind sharing either, as long as I get my fair share of one-on-one time with you.” Kyoya said plainly, as if he’d already made up his mind.
Haruhi was baffled, this was not how she planned her evening to go. She had expected the hosts to all just reject her and leave.
“You guys are really okay with this? This is like, basically cheating!” Tamaki spoke up.
“Except it’s not Boss, we each get our own time with Haruhi and when we’re not alone we’re all together as a group. It’s not cheating, it's just sharing.” Kaoru replied.
“Besides, it’s not like any of us want to let her go. Just accept that Haruhi isn’t going to be only yours and move on.” Hikaru replied.
Tamaki sputtered, “But I don’t want to share her! Aren’t I enough?”
“This isn’t personal Tamaki, she clearly loves all of us enough to even suggest this, why make her choose?” Hikaru yawned.
Before he could reply, another familiar voice rang through the restaurant. “Haruhi, I’m here! Sorry I’m late-“ Honey paused as he took in his surroundings.
Haruhi looked over to him and noticed the only person he was staring at was Mori.
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7:10
Honey had no clue what he walked into.
His cousin had showed up to his date, his blood relative. As he looked around, everyone seemed surprised to see him there as if it wasn’t his date.
“What’s going on here? Takashi?” He nearly growled.
Mori looked up at him, “It seems Haruhi invited us all here to talk about starting a relationship with her at the center and everyone dating her.”
“Like a harem?” He asked.
Mori only shrugged, he tried to look at Haruhi for answers but she refused to meet his eye. She seemed to think the color of the table was much more important than this.
“Me and Hikaru are in, So is Kyoya, Tamaki and Mori are undecided.” Hikaru clarified.
He glared at them. This wasn’t fair, Haruhi was supposed to be his and his alone. Of course, that’s probably what the rest of the hosts were thinking too.
“What do you think, Mori?” Kaoru asked.
He only grumbled something incoherent, but Mitsukuni knew he would do whatever he told him too. An evil part of him wanted to tell him to buzz off. To leave him and Haruhi alone.
But when he looked back at Haruhi, she was staring at him with a look he’d never seen before. She looked hopeful, like a kid making his Christmas wish list.
He knew this wasn’t fair. He knew this wouldn’t end well. But all he wanted was for Haruhi to be his and to be happy. If he couldn’t have both, then maybe he’d just have to settle with the latter.
“How exactly would this work?” He asked.
Haruhi looked up at him with that same childlike wonder but turned as Kyoya spoke for her.
“Perhaps I can draft up a contract for this, relationship. I assume we can agree on each getting our own dates every week on top of spending time together during and after school.” Kyoya pondered.
“On top of that I want to introduce you to our mom.” Hikaru spoke up.
“My parents too!” Honey agreed.
“You’ll have to meet everyone’s parents at some point, Haruhi. So I’ll add that to the contract.” Kyoya smiled.
“That’s reasonable.” Haruhi said shyly.
Kyoya ended up taking out a piece of paper from his pocket-size notebook. There he wrote:
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HARUHI HAREM CONTRACT
1- Must go on a date with one host per week. The order of hosts will depend on scheduling and availability.
2- Must meet all parents and relatives of the hosts. This includes but is not limited to parents, grandparents, siblings, uncles, and close family friends.
3- Hosts are not allowed to fight over Haruhi while Haruhi is present.
4- Nobody but ourselves should know about this ordeal.
Sign here:
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7:15
“We can always adjust the rules later, but for now this should be good enough.” Kyoya said before scribbling down his signature.
He passed the notebook along to the twins who eagerly signed. When the notebook was given to Mori though, he paused. He looked up to Honey senpai, as if asking for permission.
Honey tore his gaze from him and with a sigh, he grabbed the notebook and signed his name. After Mori too had signed, the only person left was Tamaki who had not said a word since Honey arrived.
“So, are you in Boss?” Hikaru asked.
He ignored his question and instead looked up to Haruhi, “Are you sure this is what you want?”
She smiled softly, “I’m sure.”
He frowned and reluctantly said, “Well, if it makes my little girl happy.” He took the notebook and signed his signature larger than the rest, overlapping both of the twins signatures.
“You’ve got to stop calling her your daughter, she’s literally our girlfriend now.” Hikaru laughed.
Haruhi was handed the paper and she signed her name small in the corner of the paper. This still all felt like a dream to her.
Tamaki smiled up at him, “Our girlfriend. I kind of like the sound of that.”
“I wonder how much profit we could make by coupling one of the hosts with Haruhi.” Kyoya whispered to himself.
“HEY! I heard that!” Tamaki shouted.
He launched himself over to Kyoya's chair, “Just because she’s OUR girlfriend doesn’t mean I’ll let you exploit her!”
While the two bickered, Honey sat himself in the chair closest to Haruhi. He scooted closer and wrapped his hand around hers.
“So what now?” Kaoru asked.
“Should we order dinner?” She smiled.
”Oh, Haruhi I have something for you.” Kyoya smiled.
He pulled out a bouquet of flowers out of thin air. It was a beautiful mix of daisies and lillies. He handed it to her and she looked at him with awe.
”Thank you Kyoya-Senpai, these are beautiful!” She smiled softly.
Suddenly everyone at the table started groaning, “I can’t believe I didn’t think to get her flowers. I’m a terrible boyfriend.”
”Where did these even come from Kyoya? Where were you hiding them.” Haruhi asked.
”A magician never tells.” He winked.
”Well next time I’m gonna have an even better gift!” Tamaki challenged.
”No! We will!” The twins argued.
As the night went on, the hosts all reverted back to their normal shenanigans. As if nothing had even happened at all. Except this time, Haruhi had felt more at ease then she had all week.
She now had six wonderful boyfriends who cherished her more than anything. Although she had a feeling she wouldn’t have much alone time, she doesn’t think she’d mind much.
fin.