Hikaru Hitachiin

Okay, this is an opt out post for interaction with Hikaru.

Because Hikaru is part of the Ouran Host Club's "Hitachiin twins: brotherly love" package and has a generally twisted, isolationist relationship with his brother, there will always be a fair amount of implied incest (usually played as a joke but with the implication that it actually happens) when he speaks about or interacts with Kaoru. It isn't all the time, but never having him imply it goes against the nature of the show.

Because of this, I want to know if anyone is made to feel uncomfortable by this. If you do not want your character to have to deal with the possibility of this topic coming up, please comment here. I will pay close attention to it and never tag the people who comment here. I also suggest (since Hikaru is at his most theatric in public situations) not following this journal.

Thanks very much.

Good afternoon, Luceti.

[Well, he sounds bright and chipper today. Thoroughly back to his old self, now that he's no longer terrified Kaoru will vanish if he's not permanently in his sight.]

I wanted to take this opportunity to remind you that Hitachiin Fashion is open for business.

[What better time than after a competitor -- who couldn't even be called a rival because, well, obviously not -- has been announced to be closed. The shop itself? Well, Hikaru may just have to look into taking it over entirely. Because they could use the room. This little place is cramped with their stuff and then stuff for sewing, too. It takes up a whole room and part of the living room! Definitely not enough space.

Plus if they can get rid of the sewing room in the apartment, they can work on knocking down the wall between two of the bedrooms and fitting a bigger bed in an improved-size room.]

For a minor fee -- goods or services, price negotiable upon consultation -- you can commission a one-of-a-kind Hitachiin outfit for work, social, or formal occasions.

For a limited time, we are also offering one free wing-dying service with a commission. Limit of one per customer.

To schedule an appointment for your consulation, please contact Hikaru or Kaoru Hitachiin.

[Hello Luceti. Are you enjoying your now-dawning second day of a belated Valentine's Day celebration? Well, good.

Because there is a lost child wandering around near the fountain.

It looks like a little girl, about five years old, in a pretty pink and white dress with long pink hair, done up in pigtails.]

Mama? Papa?

[The first two are called while the child looks around, wide eyed. The next one is muttered, a bit more distressed.]

...Kaoru?

[And, finally, very quietly, as the terror of being alone sets in and the little one is desperate for anyone]

...Auntie...?



[Later:

After a few hours, a much different child is venturing around Luceti, bound and determined to find someone.

The little boy is back in clothes that actually make him look so, his wig abandoned to reveal short red hair.

He'll be getting into everything everywhere, so. Have fun, Luceti.]


(ooc: backdating a quiet mallynap to the 22nd, with Hikaru reappearing as his child-self for the duration of the event. Replies will come from littlepinkdevil.)

[Today, the camera isn't turned on. Hikaru isn't about to really let himself be seen with bruises and a split lip. Nothing irreparable, but he doesn't feel like letting anyone see, and he's not putting on make-up just for talking to the journal.]

So. Gotta ask --

Does this place have any video games? Like... something on a handheld system? I don't even care if it should be in a museum, I need something. Been way too long since I played anything.

[It was, strangely, something he found himself missing a lot as the days went by. He'd grown up in a world of fashion... and video games.

His father had even hinted at leaving his company primarily to Hikaru while their mother left hers primarily to Kaoru. Of course, they'd both work both jobs... Hikaru wasn't quite willing to really accept the idea of being apart from Kaoru, even professionally.]

[The journal's video function is on, and the image is soon one of two identical twins looking very sweet and very mellow. They sit side by side, one's arm on the other's shoulder.

It is a lie. Do not believe what you see.]

Hi everyone. I'm Hikaru.

And I’m Kaoru.

We just wanted to wish everyone who celebrates it here a happy Christmas.

And happy holidays to anyone who doesn’t.

[Hikaru reaches for the journal and, presumably, misses the mark so it doesn't turn off. It keeps broadcasting.

The small smile disappears, and he droops his head to rest his chin on Kaoru's shoulder. His voice is full of contrition and worry.]

I'm sorry, Kaoru. I still haven't really learned to cook. Without Mom here... I don't know what we're going to eat today.

((Kaoru sighs, raising a hand to Hikaru’s cheek and shaking his head.)) It’s alright, Hikaru. Even… even if we don’t have Mom or Dad or anyone… at least we’re here together. Though I am going to miss having a proper dinner.



(ooc note: Replies will come from either Hikaru or Kaoru or both. Please specify if you have a preference.)

This place is so stupid.

[As he talks to the journal, he's sketching.

( cut for image )

This place is great for his creativity, he's realized... but that's because there's nothing else to do. He hasn't left his apartment in a few days except to steal food from the communal kitchen.

Being forcably dragged back into the mindset of having Kaoru and only Kaoru to rely on... didn't go away easily. He'd missed his brother before, but it's only gotten worse since then.]

The people in charge are idiots. Why would you only kidnap one? It still doesn't make any sense.

[He might not realize that he can be heard right now. He hasn't been exactly careful about where his hand's brushed in the journal.]

We're not supposed to be apart.


(Original picture for the dress designs found here.)

[He's figured out how to talk over the Journals. That's good, at least. Fairly easy.]

Okay, so, I've found three outfits. Three. That is nowhere near enough. I mean, seriously. What do your closets look like?

[It's tragic, really. He can just imagine those bare racks and cheap fabric and just... It's awful.

Besides, if he doesn't have Kaoru... or any of the guys... It's best if he keeps busy, right? Right. He doesn't need any friends here. He doesn't make friends. ...Not without Kaoru to lead the way, at least.]

So. I need fabric, thread, and a good sewing machine. If I can't find good clothes, I'll make my own.

[He already has the designs. A few days have been enough to sketch a few ideas up, especially since he just had to recreate things he'd already drawn.]

Where can I find that stuff?

Oh-- [his voice gets a little less brash] anyone seen someone named Kaoru Hitachiin? He's gotta be here, and... I really need to find him, okay?