Ouran High School Host Club: Harry Potter Cosplay Day
Title: Harry Potter Cosplay Day
Author: Magick
Rating: PG for kissing
Pairing: Tamaki/Kyouya, some allusions to Haruhi/Mori and if you squint Haruhi/Mori/Honey
Summary: Tamaki reads too much fanfiction.
“Kyouya! I have a great idea for our cosplay day!” Tamaki exclaimed.
“Kyouya glanced up from his ledger and saw that Tamaki was visibly vibrating with excitement. Slowly he removed his glasses and wiped them on his shirt then slid them up his nose Tamaki watched him anxiously until Kyouya was sure that he’d burst from restraining his excitement.
“What is it Tamaki?”
“Oh Mommy! I knew you cared! We should have a Harry Potter cosplay! You have black hair and glasses, the twins can be Weasleys, Haruhi can be Hermione…” Tamaki trailed off when Kyouya glasses glinted him.
“You want me to be Harry Potter?” Kyouya asked dangerously.
“Yes, and I can be Draco Malfoy-your attractive rival that you secretly want to make out with!” Tamaki wiggled enthusiastically and Kyouya had to fight the urge to sigh in annoyance.
“You’ve been reading that yaoi fan fiction Renge showed you, haven’t you? Anyway, if you want to make out with Harry Potter, then shouldn’t Harry be played by Haruhi?” Kyouya asked, his voice icy.
“I’ve been reading it constantly! It’s so good! Please mommy, can we cosplay Harry Potter?!” Tamaki asked, ignoring the second question. Completely.
“Fine daddy, we can cosplay Harry Potter next week.” Kyouya said finally, typing up an order for robes and wands.
***
“I, Draco Malfoy, challenge you, Harry Potter to a duel!!” Tamaki said grandly in horribly accented English.
Kyouya pushed his glasses up his nose and glared at the blonde. With a sigh he pulled out his wand and pointed it at Tamaki.
“Expelliarmus!” He said sharply.
Tamaki tossed his wand across the room and Kyouya caught it easily. Then suddenly Tamaki moved forward and hooked an arm around Kyouyas waist and plucked his glasses off his face. Kyouya was too shocked to respond at first but once he gathered his wits he found that he was too exposed without his glasses to risk speaking.
“You my have taken my wand but you can never stop how I feel about you.” Tamaki murmured and Kyouya found himself transfixed by how violet his eyes were.
“Tamaki…”
“Malfoy.” Tamaki reminded him softly but before Kyouya could respond Tamaki kissed him.
The volume in the room reached a deafening pitch as the girls screamed and fainted. Haruhi dropped her teacup and the twins were giggling in the corner. Mori swept up Haruhis cups while Honey whispered that they wouldn’t tell Kyouya and add to her debt. Haruhi smiled at Honey for a moment before turning back to her kings.
“Are they going to stop?” She asked softly.
“They have a lot of time to make-up for; Haru-chan. Kyo-chan has loved Tama-chan for years.” Honey said happily.
“They really should stop though. Most of our customers have passed out.” Haruhi looked around the room-there were piles of girls everywhere.
Mori began gathering the girls and waking them up while Honey brought them cake. Hikaru and Karou started their brotherly love act to distract them while Haruhi took on the monumental task of breaking up the host club parents.
“Senpais, you have to stop before one of the customer’s die of blood loss.”
Tamaki pulled away from Kyouya and looked at her in confusion-as if he wasn’t sure where he was. Kyouya straightened his glasses in anticipation of Tamaki pushing him away but he didn’t. He kept his arms wrapped tightly around Kyouyas waist and nuzzled his neck lazily.
“Really, if you’re going to continue that then you go into a different room.” Haruhi said, her eyes flashing aggravation.
Kyouya held his breath, his mind uncharacteristically away from profits and focused solely on the blonde holding him. He waited for rejection, waited for him to decide that the charade was over.
“Come mommy, we have private parent time to attend. Tamaki declared, tugging Kyouya towards the door.
Haruhi watched them go in silence-then startled when Mori placed a hand on her shoulder.
“You ok?” He asked.
“Yes, he wasn’t my type anyway.”
She turned to smile at the silent boy and found that he was looking at her curiously. She opened her mouth to question him but he put an arm around her shoulder and steered her to the table where he and Honey had been sitting. Honey exclaimed excitedly over her and Haruhi knew that this was the beginning of a new age in the Ouran High School Host Club.
Author: Magick
Rating: PG for kissing
Pairing: Tamaki/Kyouya, some allusions to Haruhi/Mori and if you squint Haruhi/Mori/Honey
Summary: Tamaki reads too much fanfiction.
“Kyouya! I have a great idea for our cosplay day!” Tamaki exclaimed.
“Kyouya glanced up from his ledger and saw that Tamaki was visibly vibrating with excitement. Slowly he removed his glasses and wiped them on his shirt then slid them up his nose Tamaki watched him anxiously until Kyouya was sure that he’d burst from restraining his excitement.
“What is it Tamaki?”
“Oh Mommy! I knew you cared! We should have a Harry Potter cosplay! You have black hair and glasses, the twins can be Weasleys, Haruhi can be Hermione…” Tamaki trailed off when Kyouya glasses glinted him.
“You want me to be Harry Potter?” Kyouya asked dangerously.
“Yes, and I can be Draco Malfoy-your attractive rival that you secretly want to make out with!” Tamaki wiggled enthusiastically and Kyouya had to fight the urge to sigh in annoyance.
“You’ve been reading that yaoi fan fiction Renge showed you, haven’t you? Anyway, if you want to make out with Harry Potter, then shouldn’t Harry be played by Haruhi?” Kyouya asked, his voice icy.
“I’ve been reading it constantly! It’s so good! Please mommy, can we cosplay Harry Potter?!” Tamaki asked, ignoring the second question. Completely.
“Fine daddy, we can cosplay Harry Potter next week.” Kyouya said finally, typing up an order for robes and wands.
***
“I, Draco Malfoy, challenge you, Harry Potter to a duel!!” Tamaki said grandly in horribly accented English.
Kyouya pushed his glasses up his nose and glared at the blonde. With a sigh he pulled out his wand and pointed it at Tamaki.
“Expelliarmus!” He said sharply.
Tamaki tossed his wand across the room and Kyouya caught it easily. Then suddenly Tamaki moved forward and hooked an arm around Kyouyas waist and plucked his glasses off his face. Kyouya was too shocked to respond at first but once he gathered his wits he found that he was too exposed without his glasses to risk speaking.
“You my have taken my wand but you can never stop how I feel about you.” Tamaki murmured and Kyouya found himself transfixed by how violet his eyes were.
“Tamaki…”
“Malfoy.” Tamaki reminded him softly but before Kyouya could respond Tamaki kissed him.
The volume in the room reached a deafening pitch as the girls screamed and fainted. Haruhi dropped her teacup and the twins were giggling in the corner. Mori swept up Haruhis cups while Honey whispered that they wouldn’t tell Kyouya and add to her debt. Haruhi smiled at Honey for a moment before turning back to her kings.
“Are they going to stop?” She asked softly.
“They have a lot of time to make-up for; Haru-chan. Kyo-chan has loved Tama-chan for years.” Honey said happily.
“They really should stop though. Most of our customers have passed out.” Haruhi looked around the room-there were piles of girls everywhere.
Mori began gathering the girls and waking them up while Honey brought them cake. Hikaru and Karou started their brotherly love act to distract them while Haruhi took on the monumental task of breaking up the host club parents.
“Senpais, you have to stop before one of the customer’s die of blood loss.”
Tamaki pulled away from Kyouya and looked at her in confusion-as if he wasn’t sure where he was. Kyouya straightened his glasses in anticipation of Tamaki pushing him away but he didn’t. He kept his arms wrapped tightly around Kyouyas waist and nuzzled his neck lazily.
“Really, if you’re going to continue that then you go into a different room.” Haruhi said, her eyes flashing aggravation.
Kyouya held his breath, his mind uncharacteristically away from profits and focused solely on the blonde holding him. He waited for rejection, waited for him to decide that the charade was over.
“Come mommy, we have private parent time to attend. Tamaki declared, tugging Kyouya towards the door.
Haruhi watched them go in silence-then startled when Mori placed a hand on her shoulder.
“You ok?” He asked.
“Yes, he wasn’t my type anyway.”
She turned to smile at the silent boy and found that he was looking at her curiously. She opened her mouth to question him but he put an arm around her shoulder and steered her to the table where he and Honey had been sitting. Honey exclaimed excitedly over her and Haruhi knew that this was the beginning of a new age in the Ouran High School Host Club.