A Tale of Business and Romance. Chapter 2

Kagome wanted to laugh. This was a much more entertaining class period than she expected. Throughout the next hour, Tamaki and Kagome passed notes back in forth conversing with each other without being spotted by their teacher or classmates. Throughout the written conversation, Kagome quickly came to the conclusion that Tamaki was a genuinely good person with some strange personality traits. He was theatrical, loud even in his writing, optimistic, extremely weird, kind, and slightly supercilious and full of himself. It didn't bother her though. Kagome liked him; he was certainly entertaining and they were only passing notes back and forth. She had not even formally held a real conversation with him and she was actually looking forward to it.

After school ended, Sesshomaru phoned Kagome and said he would be running late from a meeting and wouldn't be able to pick her up on time. Kagome did not mind and passed the time wandering around the school's grounds. As she came to the southern building passing through the hallway, she heard a huge crash coming from the third music room.

What just happened? She thought curiously.

Her curiosity got the best of her and Kagome walked towards the door and opened it. Peeking inside, she saw someone leaning over a stand reaching for something. She looked toward the ground and saw a broken and possibly expensive vase. Two ginger haired twins joined the boy leaning over the broken porcelain carefully picking up the shattered pieces.

"That vase was supposed to be the feature for the upcoming school auction."

"What will we do? We were going to start the bidding at eight million yen."

"Eight million yen!" the small boy cried out in surprise and Kagome was speechless. That much for a vase?

"Who's that?" the twins, Hikaru and Kaoru, asked together when they spotted Kagome standing in the opened doorway.

"Kagome!" Tamaki exclaimed happily, "You're here!" He parted the group of surrounding boys and headed towards her a top speed. Kagome smiled while rolling her eyes as he ranted about how happy he was to see 'him'.

"Hello, Senpai," Kagome greeted him. Tamaki's eyes glistened as she reached up and affectionately patted his head as if he were a little child.

"I-I'll pay it back," the small boy, known as the scholarship student Haruhi Fujioka, stuttered.

"Can you? You can't even buy your own uniform," Hikaru asked.

"And what is with those lame clothes you're wearing?" Kaoru added.

"What should we do, Tamaki?" a boy wearing glasses, Kyoya, inquired.

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do. If you can't pay with money, you can pay with your body," Tamaki stated haughtily and sat down in a plush red chair, "From today on, you are the Host Club's dog." Haruhi blanched and started to have a mental breakdown; Kagome knew it so she had to intervene.

"Is that really necessary?" she asked crossing her arms in front of her chest raising an eyebrow at this Host Club, "Just leave the boy alone."

"What do you expect we do then?" Hikaru asked.

"I will pay for the vase," Kagome suggested proudly.

Haruhi was shocked. "Oh no, you don't have to go through all of that trouble. I will pay for it."

Kyoya rapidly came up with an idea. "If you insist on helping him so badly, why not join the club and help him pay his debt back faster, Kagome?"

They think she's a boy? Kagome thought wondering why they were referring to Haruhi as a boy. She could tell that he was really a she; any idiot could figure it out. She chose not question to them about it. She could have some fun with that information later.

"Kagome-san really doesn't have to do that," Haruhi insisted, but Kagome wouldn't hear of it.

"I'll join," Kagome answered causing Tamaki to cheer and Kyoya to grin.

The next day...

Ah! Young piglet!" Tamaki called to Haruhi. "I see you have come back from your errand. Did you get the correct items?"

"P-Piglet?" Haruhi repeated the word and sighed. After a few moments, Haruhi pulled out a plastic container of coffee.

"What's this?" He asked, looking at the container slightly confused.

"What does it look like? Its coffee." Kagome said as she came next to Haruhi.

"I've never seen this maker before." He confessed. "Is this the kind that's already ground?"

"No, it's the instant kind." Kagome added.

"Instant?" Two women sitting across from them spoke at the same time, tilting their heads. "Kagome you have drank this before?"

She nodded. "Yes, before I lived with Sesshomaru, I lived at a shrine with my family. We did not have much money so we use to make this. It is cheaper and faster for me."

"So it's true then. Poor people don't even have enough time to grind their own coffee beans."

"Commoner's wisdom, I see." Kyoya spoke beside her.

"100 grams for 300 yen?" Hikaru mumbled.

"That's a lot less then what we usually pay." Kaoru added.

"We'll go back and get something else." Haruhi told them. "Excuse me for not buying you guys' expensive coffee…"

"No wait! I'll try this!" He shot up into standing position, a determined look on his face. "I will drink this coffee!" He proclaimed, holding the container high into the air. "Alright Haruhi." He called to her. Get over here and make some of this 'commoner's coffee'." He ordered.

Kagome rolled her eyes. "Oh Tamaki." It was then Kagome noticed the woman who was left sitting on the couch. "Now you're taking the joke too far. There's no way that your palate we'll be able to stomach that crap. You don't have to drink it just because he bought it…" She turned towards them, a fake smile on her face. "Sorry, I was talking to myself."

"Umm…" Haruhi was about to say something until Tamaki called her over. Haruhi left.

Kagome did not like that girl. She was going to keep a close eye on her. Several minutes later, the Host Club were entertaining their own groups of girls. Kagome and Haruhi watched from the sidelines; they didn't know how to take all of this in.

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