Monthly Archives: August 2013

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akaikujixyaku:

“Ahahahahaaa okay so I really do actually love sweet loving endearing non-breaky-hearty relationships, I super-duper-swear that up and down the walls, like, most of the outside drabbles I write are just shameless fluff or long-drawn, waxing romances. It just. Didn’t work out that way for you and my baby girl don’t remind me I still feel bad about that sometimes. And er. I use the word ‘flawless’ alot but I don’t mean it in the way that I guess it’s literally meant to be percieved. I meant you’re flawless… as a person. Human nature, in itself, is flawed, so nobody can be ‘perfect’ by definition, but they can be a perfect… character a balanced, and logical, and wonderful creation that I literally wrack myself for something to complain about, but all I find is love for them (however that love manifests itself is dependent on mood).”

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"But. Anyways. Yeah, I thought the time thing was kind of. Weirdly sexy. And so finite and unusual that it just became. Really really endearing. Or somethin’ like that, I don’t know.”

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“Ohmygoshwillyoureallyswooooonerooniesthankyouabillionyou’rethebest.”

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“I certainly will. Every ‘excessive’ and ‘unnecessary’ millisecond will be henceforth dedicated to you. Especially now that you’ve so perfectly explained ‘flawless’ in a way that I can actually agree upon. As I may have mentioned before, I’m a dedicated student to Humanism and the idea that, well… to put it simply, a person doesn’t have to be perfect – in the way that a given society will expect – to be their perfect self.”

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“I firmly believe that flaws are just as much an important part as a person’s strengths… that, yes, we should be striving to better ourselves, but only to be our better selves, not to match a blanket guideline that is impossible to achieve. Our individualism is so vastly important to who we are and how we interact with the world. Without it, there would be no beauty. No variety. No… no value in life." 

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"Dear, me, I’ve gone off an another idealistic soapbox, haven’t I? My apologies, Emi-kun-mun… this is a topic for which I have a great interest and passion. I appreciate, so much, that you and I are seem to be on the same page in that regard, and I will accept your compliments graciously and with great respect to your opinion.”

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Set Appointment || a-princely-host

a-princely-host:

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“ N-no I must apologize for my rudeness. I should’ve seen your empty cup sooner.” He let out an elongated sigh, attempting to calm down.

Perhaps male customer weren’t his forte- that could be a big factor as to why he never got them.

“Not to worry, Suoh-sama… It would seem that I’ve managed to distract you as well.” Hakuba shrugged lightly, offering a smile. The false pout hadn’t done anything to inspire confidence, so he switched to another approach.

“To be honest, I’m so used to playing the host that I forgot my role entirely. My apologies, sincerely. If you’d be so kind to fill my cup, Suoh-sama, I would very much appreciate it.” The detective bit his lip again, but this time behind a smile in an attempt to be encouraging. “I really am having a lovely time with you.”

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akaikujixyaku:

whiteknighthakuba replied to your post: mmmmm hakuba’s first episode in the magic kaito…
“…my darling, you flatter me. But I did really enjoy that appearance, deerstalker notwithstanding.”

“Saguruliostolopolous I don’t think you understand like, I was in love with you before I saw it, because I’d seen the Detective Koushien episode and all, and I’d seen the murder mansion, yada yada, but I mean.”

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“That episode. It just cemented every fibre of my being. I can’t make you understand how flawless you were- Sherlock Holmes has been my hero since I could form words, and you show up in a deerstalker and you’re reciting time down to miliseconds I-

uuuuuuugghhhuuuu.”

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"It is honestly so refreshing to hear that, my dear. I know that my mun feels similarly, which is why you two get along so famously, I imagine… that and your penchant for breaking hearts in the most painful, joyous ways imaginable. Though, I must confess that I am not ‘flawless,’ as you so generously granted… No one is infallible, not even myself. Perhaps especially not myself. ”

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“Ah, wait a moment… you… you enjoyed that I was reciting the times to such a degree? Most everyone else has repeatedly professed that such a thing was excessive and unnecessary, to the point where I have gone to great lengths to force my tongue to still when I get to them, whispering the trailing numbers only to myself. Had I but known…!”

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“From now on, when reading numbers to my colleagues, I will silence myself after the second mark and finish the numbers in my head… not to myself, my dearest Emi-kun-mun, but to you." 

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magicianinthemoonlight:

Kid chuckles lightly at his words, “Nakamori-keibu wont like that much.” He grasps the jewel tightly. 

“Well being caught is out of the question.” Kid response, a smirk on his lips. “And I don’t want to leave with out this precious jewel here. And running would just ruin the fun don’t you think?” he laughs to Hakuba. “How about I just disappear? That sounds much more interesting.”

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The detective couldn’t resist the urge to roll his eyes, though his smile betrayed his amusement. “Just disappear, my dear thief? Please – I know you’ve got more than enough magic tricks up your sleeve, but you’re not fooling me at all. Hand over the gem and I might let you escape.”

Hakuba twirled the handcuffs on his index finger once, then grasped them firmly, beginning his slow approach. 

No, he had no intention of catching Kaitou Kid. Not tonight, anyway. But he knew that the thief loved a good chase and, well, Hakuba supposed that making concessions now and again was a good thing. 

“This is your last warning, Kaitou-san!”

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Set Appointment || a-princely-host

a-princely-host:

Tamaki froze when his guest picked up the teapot himself- oh god. No no no- he was serving himself! He was supposed to do that! Kyoya would have a fit if he saw the horror that was happening before him.

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“ Oh-! Hakuba-ouji please! Let me do it!”

Hakuba’s hand stilled the moment the complaint was voiced. His smirk broadened, pleased, and he set the pot back in its place obediently. Good. 

“Ah, my apologies, Suoh-sama… I was distracted by our conversation. I hope that I did not offend you.” The detective feigned innocence, brows knitting faintly, smile fading into a hesitant frown. 

Really, he hadn’t expected to put on an act, but… Suoh did seem genuinely interested in gardening happiness, which was quite refreshing to see. 

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Set Appointment || a-princely-host

a-princely-host:

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Easy.

“ I love making women happy. Seeing them swoon and blush just by a small compliment or a flip of my hair- it’s pretty silly but it makes me smile when I see them smile.” He said, nodding at his answer

“Oh; that’s not silly at all. On the contrary, such an impressive skill is to be admired.” It was something that Hakuba understood very well. He reached across the table for the tea pot, shifting back to pour himself another cup, carefully watching his host for each reaction.

“You seem a very generous person, Suoh-sama… I imagine you love deeply and passionately. Am I correct in my assumptions?”

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Set Appointment || a-princely-host

a-princely-host:

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Alright- the french did catch him a bit. He was so fluent! Admittedly a lot better than he was- then again he was able to get more practice than he did.

He cleared his throat, quickly attempting to drown out his thoughts with the tea. Tamaki wasn’t used to being flirted with back- especially from a boy. It wasn’t weird to him- just not used to the experience.

“ Suoh-sama is perfect.”

“Excellent. I’m quite pleased, Suoh-sama.” The cup, nearly emptied, returned to its saucer with a gentle, practiced movement. Hakuba then folded his hands in his lap, glancing back at his host. For being the King of a host club, it seemed that Suoh Tamaki was – somewhat insecure? Perhaps even shy, underneath all of that charm. Interesting.

Well, that wouldn’t do. The detective pursed his lips momentarily, then let another broad smirk slip onto his face. Hakuba’s plan became one with two goals: 1) build his host up into appropriate confidence levels and, 2) turn the tables to charm Suoh until he melted like butter – let him see what it was like for his guests. 

Yes, this plan seemed not only enjoyable, but productive enough. An experiment in human nature. And Hakuba rather enjoyed puzzling together the inner-workings of people. It would be a fun challenge. 

“Please tell me, Suoh-sama… if you don’t mind my asking, what is your favorite thing about being a host?”

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Set Appointment || a-princely-host

a-princely-host:

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“ bien français est la langue de l’amour” He said,  flashing Hakuba a smile. There we go- that’s how you reel them in. Flatter them in french.

It had been such a long time since he had spoken the language, his japanese accent really messed up some of the pronunciations.

It was a little rusty, yes, but Hakuba could appreciate the complexities of keeping each language and its nuances straight. Especially in a place such as this, where the opportunity to use such a language was not often found.

“Comme je le pensais,” the detective returned in kind, tilting his head just so. It was an attempt to be coy, to tease out more of that charm from his host. His smile drawing up on one side, playfully. “Ta voix est magnifique." 

Picking up his cup again, Hakuba chuckled and took a sip before looking back at Tamaki. "Just as I expected from such a refined and handsome young man. Or, actually… perhaps I should be fair and call you Suou-oiji? Or Suoh-sama?" 

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Set Appointment || a-princely-host

a-princely-host:

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Tamaki perked up immediately. Did this man speak french as well? That would be a perk to this some what awkward conversation.

“ Yes-! Do you speak the language?” He asked rather excitedly.

“Oui, je parle français!" Hakuba answered, pleased that the change in topic had lightened the air, at least a little. "I’ll venture a guess that you do, as well, Suoh-san?” He bit his lip,  I’d be delighted to hear it; it’s difficult to find many in this country who speak it, especially with any sort of finesse… and I imagine that, in your voice, it sounds absolutely heavenly.“