[Good evening, Paradisa. Interrupting your regularly scheduled program is a voice, perhaps familiar to some of you, carefully dictating into the journal system. The voice is well-mannered, calm, and there is no indication whatsoever that the body it belongs to has no idea what the hell is going on. Host Club, if this is your doing, he will get
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[Sun streams into the castle, painting the stonework beautiful golden colours, as the sound of laughter echoed down the corridor.
Tamaki and Haruhi ran hand in hand together, dappled light reflecting from golden hair just accentuating his (naturally perfect) looks. She was giggling, blushing, overwhelmed at being the one senpai chose to spend time with.
Then there, in the corner, was Kyouya marking his books ready for the next triumph of a host club. No twins, no evil scheming twins, just them and their castle of dreams~]
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[It was a dark and stormy night when Haruhi met Kyouya in the corridors of the castle, rain lashing the windows and their faces only lit by the occasional flash of lightning. Poor Haruhi, terrified by the storm, threw herself on the shadow king, trembling in his arms as she buried her head in his chest.
He smirked, glasses flashing evilly as he held her in return. "Never fear, Haruhi, I will take you away from here and keep you safe."
"But Kyouya-senpai, what about Tamaki-senpai? We can't leave him behind!"
"Forget about him! I am here now, and together we can rule any world we want to."
She was helpless before his AB-Negative manipulation charms, swooning into his arms in a dead faint as the next crash of thunder send fear overwhelmingly through her.]
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