Little Squish’s Little Adventures

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-; Three Have Wandered Into the Rose Garden.

"Hani-senpai, Kyouya-senpai! About time you two came around!"

-; Pause.

"Wait, who the hell are you?"

"Hi!" the dark blond called, before leaping at the elder Hitachiin and enveloping him in as big of a hug as such a tiny person could give. "How are you, Hika-chan?"

"An esper is someone with psychic powers, like being able to move objects just by thinking it," Nathan explained.

Honey tilted his head to the side slightly. “Are you like Neko-chan?” he asked innocently. “He’s the president of a club here. He claims to do black-cat magic, although I don’t know if it really works.”

"Pretty much, shrimpy! Mah name’s Salsa by th’ way. Ah’m one of the two Guardians of Agogo Forest. So what’s yer name, short-stack?" Salsa had a clear southern accent.

"I’m Honey," the oldest but smallest host replied cheerfully. "Loli-shota type of Ouran, class 3A. It’s nice to meet you, Sal-chan! I’ve never been to the Agogo Forest. Are there bunnies like my Usa-chan there?"

–– [ 野生型 ]  Takashi thinks for a moment before replying. “Alright.” The stoic Host agrees. “But, only if you promise to brush your teeth again afterwards.”

"Thank you, Takashi!" Honey chirped, instantly excited as he imagined all the sweets he was now allowed to eat and disregarded the condition completely. "I think Kyo-chan threw out my cake, though. Will you take me out today? Haru-chan says you can buy cakes at the commoner's supermarket that are just as good as Ouran's." The honey haired boy gave the taller a pleading look, and hoped that he wouldn't say no.

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                    ❝ A novel, huh? What makes you think that? ❞ Does he even have the intelligence to make something like that? Perhaps a demeaning thought, but he never gave her reason to think otherwise. He was a complete idiot, to be frank. His marks in school may have argued against that, but his behavior and rationale were enough to convince her he lacked a brain—at least a functional one.

                    ❝ Don’t you think it’s a bit rude to go searching for it anyway? I mean, if he wanted people to read it, I’m sure he’d have said something by now. ❞

"Oh, well, I haven't seen it," Honey said innocently. "But Kao-chan told me that Tamaki has been sneaking around with the notebook for days. And Hika-chan told me that the novel is based on your epic romance with Tama-chan. Don't you want to know what he's writing about you? I'm sure it's very romantic!"

He leaned in slightly toward her, giving what he hoped was a very convincing expression. Surely Haruhi would want to see what madness had been written down as much as he did. Maybe it was rude, but as they say, curiosity killed the cat. 

⊰♕⊱ Crυхιѕ нeιr тυrned нoѕт ⊰♕⊱

「♕」—-;; There was no better educational facility more suited for the rich than the prestigious Ouran Elite Academy. A school that was used to more to spend time to entertain the student’s who’d long since passed their first year and quickly became acquainted with the Ouran style of school life. However, one such enrolling student was not interested in the everyday life of Ouran’s student body. Kratos Aurion, first year wanted nothing more than to breeze by this phase as he’d done every other in his life; with ease. He came from a family well respected in their advances in technology and from the sheer power they had having the world’s best IT technicians at their finger tips. Thus, with Kratos being an only child he was entitled to everything once his parents deemed him ready. However, this young man lacked a quality both Ms, Aurion and Mr. Aurion possessed: People skills.  Since he was a child Kratos had always excelled at everything that was tossed at him in and outside the classroom. Indeed he was a prodigy withing massive intelligence in academics and classed in the arts of ancient sword-fighting, yet Kratos was nowhere near his goal. Intelligence and lineage only provided half of what he would need if he was going to be head of Cruxis in his parent’s steed. A fate he held high and was working towards everyday. Though because of his given calm and collected demeanor Kratos often found himself closed off from most people. Given some of his troubles when it came to interacting with many different kinds of people. Thus, was how he was now, lost in his own school. He walked through the massive halls for a few moments longer before coming across a young blond, though his height was smaller than that of Mithos. Surely he couldn’t be a student, could he?

"Excuse me there. I seem to have gotten lost, could you tell me where this room is?" Kratos extended his class-listing to the other in hopes he could be of some assistance.  

Honey was having a particularly good day. He felt good about his calculus test, did well on his English presentation, and had just eaten strawberry cake for lunch. And to top it all off, not one of his friends was absent and the weather was absolutely warm and perfect. There really couldn't have been a better situation anywhere, and he and Usa-chan were determined to enjoy it as much as possible.

The host club was meeting again after school as always, although today was supposedly Spring themed. All of the boys had been forced into getting cute costumes designed by the resident loli shota for the occasion, and Honey was really excited to see all of them dressed up in his own creations.

Between classes, the tiny honey haired boy found himself shoved accidentally by two first years as they ran past him. He dropped his book, but managed to keep his balance. He giggled a bit to himself at his clumsiness and stooped to pick it up.

By the time he had all of his papers tucked once again neatly under the cover and Usa-chan under his arm, he was already late for class. Standing up, he came face to chest with what seemed to be a new student looking for directions.

"Mmhm!" Honey beamed at the other boy and nodded enthusiastically after taking a quick look at the paper held out to him. "It's just upstairs, make a right, and then a left at the end of that hallway. Do you want me to take you there?" he asked sweetly. "I'm Honey, class 3A, and this is my bun-bun. Her name is Usa-chan, it's nice to meet you!" 

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