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As Cale looked around, a blonde teen ran up to him. The redhead blinks as blue eyes stare into his own, looking over him.
Flashes of Alberu replace the teen in front of him. He saw similarities even if the hair wasn't the right shade of blond. Alberu's was brighter, even if it was fake. He blinks rapidly to get rid of the image.
“Hello..?” Cale said, uncertainty in his voice. He backed up a little bit, hitting the door with his back.
“So you're the new transfer! You're just as described to me, that ethereal beauty! That blood red hair!” The blond said, looking around at his appearance with a smile. “You would be perfect for the Host club!”
“Who are you?” Cale furrowed his brows and glared at the blonde.
“Ah! How uncivilized of me. I'm Tamaki Suoh, the president of this club.” The blond, Tamaki, said with a smile and a little bow.
Cale just nodded, looking off to the side and seeing the Hitachiin twins coming over. A mischievous smile on both their faces. He didn't see that Tamaki's smile dropped as Cale basically ignored him.
“You would be perfect for the club.” Hikaru said before his eyes landed the box in Cale’s hands. “What’s that?”
Kaoru looked at the box also and nodded. He sniffs the air softly, smelling apples and cinnamon. “Did you make apple pie?” He asked.
Cale's eyebrow twitched. His curiosity will be the downfall of him. “I'm not joining any host club.” He said with a sigh. He then blinks at the mention of the box in his hands. “Yes..” he said softly and looked away.
Just then, a small boy with more of a peachy blond hair and a pink bunny came over. He looked over curiously. “What's going on? Is that apple pie?” The boy said, eyes sparkling as his eyes locked onto Cale.
Cale flinched softly at those eyes, records and images of both Raon and Hong fading over the boy. His eyes unconsciously soften a bit.
“Can I have a slice??” The boy asked with a smile.
“Sure.” Cale said with a nod. He blinked as he was pulled along to a couch. Surprised at the boy's strength. But he was used to his children being strong so he just brushed it off.
He was pulled to a set of two couches, sitting next to the small boy. A couple of girls sitting on the couch across from them were equally confused. He blinked a bit confused. But he finds a space on the small table between them and sets the box on it. Opening it showed the perfectly cooked pie.
“Oh! I forgot to introduce myself. Mitsukuni Haninozuka, but you can call me Honey!” The boy, Honey as he wants to be called, introduced.
“Cale Henituse.” Cale responded, taking an empty plate and cutting a slice of pie putting it on the plate. Handing it to Honey. He also cut himself another slice, eating it.
“Henituse? Like in Henituse Oversea Tech?" One of the girls said with a blush on her face, leaning over to her friends whispering. The same blush over their faces as well.
Were they sick? But Cale just ignores it, nodding softly in confirmation.
“Mm~! This is so good, Henituse-san!” Honey said, eating and savoring the pie slice.
Cale just nods again. Finishing his slice within a couple bites. He sets his plate back on the table, closing up the container. He didn't want to eat anymore right now, wanting to bring the rest home.
“He eats like a real noble!”
“Such manners!”
“He barely acknowledged us!”
Cale heard some of the comments as the girls got up and left, after saying goodbye. It seemed like he came at the tail end of this club day. He just ignored the comments, they were annoying.
Just to keep his hands busy for a moment Cale stacked the dirty plates then picked up the box that held the rest of the apple pie. He got up from the couch and started towards the door, wanting to leave and not interact with these annoying people anymore.
Just as Cale makes it to the door he hears a voice behind him. Which made him sigh and turns around.
“Cale Henituse.” A tall teen with short black hair and glasses spoke, a clipboard and notebook combination in hand.
“Yes?” He responded, tilting his head softly.
“Cale Henituse, sole heir of Henituse Tech and Security, transferred just two days ago to this school.” The teen read off his clipboard.
It didn't make Cale even twitch, as that was obvious public knowledge. “Yes, that's me. Who are you?” Cale asked. He was a little annoyed at being stopped from leaving.
“Kyoya Ootori, president of the Host Club.” Kyoya responded simply.
Cale just nodded, staring at the other since clearly he wanted to talk about something.
Kyoya fixed his glasses and cleared his throat a little, feeling oddly uncomfortable under Cale's strong gaze.
“Numerous of the young ladies we had today asked if you were a new member of the club and wanted to sit with you tomorrow. But we're disappointed when I told them you weren't.” Kyoya started, flipping a page in his notebook and clicking his pen open.
A sly smile appears on the teens face, a smile saying that he was used to getting what he wanted. “You would fit in here at the club. It would profit-” he started to say before Cale cut him off.
“Not interested.” Cale said simply. He's now regretting being curious and walking into this damn room.
Kyoya just smiles and taps his pen on his clipboard as Cale turns to leave.
“You seem to like sweets. If you join, you'll have unlimited access to sweets.” The black haired teen offered.
Cale stops in his tracks as he hears that. It wasn't a bigger offer but he needed something to do and sweets are tempting.
He needed to take his mind off of not having his children, Choi Han, Alberu, Ron, Beacrox-
“Ugh, fine. I'll join.” Cale sighs and puts a hand on his hip. His eyes squinted softly at the teen.
He then moved his hand and rubbed the bridge of his nose as he heard the cheer from other club members. He then felt a smaller, slim hand on his shoulder.
When he looked up he saw Haruhi shaking their head. “I'm sorry for what's to come.” They said while shaking their head.