The Young Master Of Disguise
Another break was called to allow for Hisoka to be treated properly.
Tamaki began to panic. He couldn’t allow this to happen.
“Kyoya. I want to save this school!”
“Indeed it would be unfortunate for us if this school was closed,” Kyoya replied indifferently. “There’s not many schools that would allow for a host club to be run, and how can eye impress my father without making money…?” he trailed off.
“Then it is agreed! We must find someone to convince Atsushi to save the school. There’s no point focusing on the jury- they’re all too busy flirting with their sister to come to any kind of conclusion. Therefore, it must be moi, the King, who must take on this important task and save the school!”
“But Atsushi doesn’t even know who you are Senpai,” Haruhi drawled.
“That’s true. You wouldn’t make much of an impact on the young boi. In fact, according to my information, he very much looks up to Zoro. One day when the Armed Detective Agency were fighting the mafia, Zoro was walking past and pushed Atsushi out of his way, accidentally saving his life.” Kyoya mentioned.
“Then we must have Zoro assist us! Mori-Senpai, go wake him up.” Tamaki ordered.
Mori turned to where Zoro was sleeping, but nothing woke him. Everyone began to feel despair, how could they save the school now?
“Don’t worry peasants! I will save the day once again,” Tamaki cried.
Haruhi had a bad feeling about this.
10 minutes later, Tamaki was ready. He strutted out towards Atsushi, who was talking enthusiastically at Ace, who wasn’t paying him any attention.
“Atsushi-kuuuun!” Tamaki cried. Atsushi turned to see who he thought was Zoro.
“Z-Z-Zoro-Senpai-San?” Atsushi stuttered. “You’ve finally noticed me!”
“Of course, it is I, Zoro! That is who I am. I am definitely not anyone else. I am here to ask you, to beg of you, not to take into account Hawkeye, Ace and Shanks’ shanking of Hisoka. We are all peaceful bois. Do not allow the actions of peasants to affect what you know in your heart to be right! The school must survive, and it cannot without our beloved teachers.”
“Anything for you Zoro-Senpai-San!” Atsushi had hearts in his eyes.
“And, just to make you happy, we will give you the proper funeral you deserve. Everyone will be there; you, the aliens, me.”
Atsushi felt tears well behind his eyes. This was all he wanted. He nodded, unable to express how he felt through words.
“Good! That’s great. I’ll be going now. See yo-“ ‘Zoro’ broke off when another Zoro bumped into him. Slowly a wig fell off of the first Zoro, who wasn’t Zoro at all! It was Tamaki all along. The rael Zoro stumbled off, pushing past Atsushi, ignoring the situation.
Atsushi actually felt his cat ears and tail come out this time. He had never felt so humiliated. “This is so much worse than anything Pokkle did! Not even the famine was as bad this!”
Kenji began sobbing. “I lost my whole family in that famine! Then I found a new family here, in Oxbridge, but now it’s going to be torn apart by Atsushi!”
Dazai nodded in agreement.
“Dazai-san?” Atsushi began to sob. Snot dripped down his chin, tears dripping down his red cheeks. “I should never have been born! I don’t deserve love! I don’t deserve to live! I don’t even deserve a proper funeral, just throw me in the trash, Victor can eat me out just like Shu did!”
“Indeed it would be cheaper to do that,” Kyoya nodded, his eyes glinting behind his glasses.