Clara "Vanilla" Enchantress
Vanilla heard Silas mutter under his breath, suggesting Vanilla to go after her sister and cheer her up. "Give her comfort when only she is going to lash out on me like a beast just coming alive from being dormant....", she annoyed at the thought, folding her arms in a dispirited manner. But still, Coco needed someone to lean on in her time of need making Vanilla feel, secretly, guilty for not being there for her. Vanilla frowned harder and became more depressed, "The things you do for love knowing you'll never have it returned back...", she thought again, anger and depression gripping her in a vice-like grip. ""I'll go have Su-chan make your tea...", Silas spoke up quietly, giving Vanilla a sincere smile. Vanilla was too deep in thought to answer Silas as she was torn between the options of going to comfort her sister or just not care about her entirely....
All of a sudden, someone shouted Silas' name causing everybody in the host club to groan in discomfort at the high pitched voice. Vanilla snapped out of her depressing thoughts and looked around to see who screamed out Silas' name in a piercing, excruciating, manner, "BIG BROTHER!". Vanilla then spotted a young chipper boy, named Samuel Grace, who resembled in the face much like Silas', come up to him with a big smile. "I can't believe how tall you've gotten! I haven't seen you in years big brother! Have you still been fencing? Who's that? Is she your girlfriend? Who are they? Are they your friends? I thought you were at work? Do you work here at the school? What do you do?", the boy asked so many questions making everyone raise an eyebrow in confusion.
Vanilla blushed when Samuel mentioned her as Silas' girlfriend, "Oh my gosh...", she thought, trying her best to keep her composure as a lady. "If you shut up I can answer some of your questions!", Silas snapped at Samuel causing him and Vanilla to jump from being so startled. Vanilla noted to herself that she would try her best to not get on Silas' aggressive side. Vanilla then rose an arched eyebrow when Silas referred to her as "just a client", "She....Is a client of mine....", Vanilla started to feel some kind of way about it, making her rise from her seat, slightly nervous, "Yes....I'm just his client", she answered as well. Was she becoming angry over what Silas said? She hoped not because she wasn't the type to get frustrated at petty thoughts that conjured up in her mind without personal will.
Samuel then grinned yet again, cheerfulness lightening up his face, "You're a host? Like in one of those girly Manga books? Thats sooooooo cool! Can I be one?", he replied after he cut Silas off from him explaining the situation correctly. "I thought you were staying with mom...", Silas quipped, getting more annoyed by his little brother. "I missed you big brother, so she let me come stay here with you for a bit!", Samuel replied as Vanilla continued to watch the brothers speak with one another, amazement plastered on her face. Vanilla then turned to see, with surprise, that there were four men, one standing in front of the three, in front of the host club room. Vanilla then guessed the man in front of the others was Silas and Samuel's father. They looked slightly like their father but seemed to have more attributes of their mother.
Vanilla didn't know what to say nor wanted to speak up, fearing she would ruin the "family" moment so she walked away from the area until she walked out the back door of the host club room. Vanilla would converse and be charmed by Silas later. Right now, Vanilla had a family crisis to attend to; her sister Coco was in need of her help....
Coco and Vanilla
Vanilla: "Tell me what's wrong, soeur?"
Coco: "Leave moi alone!!!!"
Now out of the club room, Vanilla walked down the halls, trying her best to find her sister who was good at hiding herself. Vanilla knew Silas would be alright since he was busy entertaining his kin. "Why are you doing this to me, Coco?...I was this close to getting Silas to open up....", she thought, tired of her sister putting on a big drama show every time she couldn't have her way or when she was highly insulted by girls. Vanilla wondered why Coco was so sensitive around the same sex, getting highly offensive when a girl talks about her behind her back. Maybe she had rivalries who were female, mostly. Vanilla knew, on her side of the story, that Coco "hated" girls, feeling more comfortable around the guys. Coco was a tomboy, after all, and never could gel well with females.
Vanilla turned another corner of the spacious hallway, now walking down a flight of stairs. She then heard quiet sobbing coming from the bottom of the steps. Vanilla quickly made her way down the steps, immediately catching a full glimpse of Coco crunched up in a upright fetal position. "Coco...talk to me....", Vanilla quietly spoke up, trying to gingerly open her sister up to spilling her feelings out. But oh no....Coco wasn't the type to open up to anybody; that included her own family too. Coco rose her droopy head and piercingly stared at Vanilla, trying to suppress the urge to scream at Vanilla for invading her "private" space. "Please leave me alone, Vanilla....", the only sentence Coco could put out. Vanilla shook her head "no", standing her ground, "I'm not leaving until you tell me what's wrong".
Coco didn't feel like arguing with Vanilla, telling Vanilla that she could stay but she was going to leave. Coco stood up, with a little stagger, and began to walk away. Vanilla quickly grabbed Coco's arm, spinning her around, "Tell me!", she said out loud, keeping her hand on her arm. Vanilla didn't understand why Coco was being so upset and depressed when she got everything she wanted; from laps of luxuries to having parents that gave their full attention to her. Vanilla became even more pissed, angry that Coco was acting like a spoiled brat, "Or I swear, I will call our la mère (mother). I think she would greatly like to here your problems", she threatened Coco, knowing Coco didn't like her mother budding in her private life. Coco snatched her arm out of Vanilla's grip and gave her a irritated look, walking up closer to her until they were face-to-face, "Don't you dare....", she hissed at her.
Vanilla gave her a small smile, "I will if you want fess up", she quipped back, putting her hands on her hips, defiantly. Coco shook her head from side to side, knowing she was going to regret what she was about to tell her sister. Coco gave Vanilla a long stare, tears about to stream down her fiery red cheek bones, "Alright, alright....I'll confess but your not going to like this...", Coco replied, her arms folded tightly to her chest. "Tell me...", Vanilla said again. "I have to whisper it to you", Coco replied, her amber orbs pleading Vanilla not to ask further. Coco, begrudgingly, cupped Vanilla's right ear with her hands telling her all that she needed to know about Coco's hidden guilty pleasure.
Vanilla's eyes quickly lighted up, out of bewilderment and out of fear, "You are what!!!!", Vanilla shouted angrily at Coco causing the both of them to shiver in fear, "Your into...girls...more then boys?", Vanilla then asked in a whisper, not wanting the school building to hear them. All Coco could do was nod in agreement to Vanilla's accurate accusation about her.
The both of them became startled when Bishie came down the steps and walked quickly over to them, worried, "Coco! Are you ok? I-I've been looking everywhere for you! Please tell me your not hurt or something... I-I would feel awful. I-I do feel awful!", he said to Coco, looking like he was on the verge of tears but fought the urge to cry. Coco and Vanilla looked at him with nervous smiles trying to hide what they were talking about, "I'm fine Bishie...I I I...was just a little disturbed from one of the girls. She pissed me off which caused me to run away crying. But....I'm better now....", Coco lied, wiping the tears that wet her face. Vanilla only shook her head in shame, hating the fact that Coco was lying and at the fact that she now knew Coco was a closet bisexual.
Vanilla heard Silas mutter under his breath, suggesting Vanilla to go after her sister and cheer her up. "Give her comfort when only she is going to lash out on me like a beast just coming alive from being dormant....", she annoyed at the thought, folding her arms in a dispirited manner. But still, Coco needed someone to lean on in her time of need making Vanilla feel, secretly, guilty for not being there for her. Vanilla frowned harder and became more depressed, "The things you do for love knowing you'll never have it returned back...", she thought again, anger and depression gripping her in a vice-like grip. ""I'll go have Su-chan make your tea...", Silas spoke up quietly, giving Vanilla a sincere smile. Vanilla was too deep in thought to answer Silas as she was torn between the options of going to comfort her sister or just not care about her entirely....
All of a sudden, someone shouted Silas' name causing everybody in the host club to groan in discomfort at the high pitched voice. Vanilla snapped out of her depressing thoughts and looked around to see who screamed out Silas' name in a piercing, excruciating, manner, "BIG BROTHER!". Vanilla then spotted a young chipper boy, named Samuel Grace, who resembled in the face much like Silas', come up to him with a big smile. "I can't believe how tall you've gotten! I haven't seen you in years big brother! Have you still been fencing? Who's that? Is she your girlfriend? Who are they? Are they your friends? I thought you were at work? Do you work here at the school? What do you do?", the boy asked so many questions making everyone raise an eyebrow in confusion.
Vanilla blushed when Samuel mentioned her as Silas' girlfriend, "Oh my gosh...", she thought, trying her best to keep her composure as a lady. "If you shut up I can answer some of your questions!", Silas snapped at Samuel causing him and Vanilla to jump from being so startled. Vanilla noted to herself that she would try her best to not get on Silas' aggressive side. Vanilla then rose an arched eyebrow when Silas referred to her as "just a client", "She....Is a client of mine....", Vanilla started to feel some kind of way about it, making her rise from her seat, slightly nervous, "Yes....I'm just his client", she answered as well. Was she becoming angry over what Silas said? She hoped not because she wasn't the type to get frustrated at petty thoughts that conjured up in her mind without personal will.
Samuel then grinned yet again, cheerfulness lightening up his face, "You're a host? Like in one of those girly Manga books? Thats sooooooo cool! Can I be one?", he replied after he cut Silas off from him explaining the situation correctly. "I thought you were staying with mom...", Silas quipped, getting more annoyed by his little brother. "I missed you big brother, so she let me come stay here with you for a bit!", Samuel replied as Vanilla continued to watch the brothers speak with one another, amazement plastered on her face. Vanilla then turned to see, with surprise, that there were four men, one standing in front of the three, in front of the host club room. Vanilla then guessed the man in front of the others was Silas and Samuel's father. They looked slightly like their father but seemed to have more attributes of their mother.
Vanilla didn't know what to say nor wanted to speak up, fearing she would ruin the "family" moment so she walked away from the area until she walked out the back door of the host club room. Vanilla would converse and be charmed by Silas later. Right now, Vanilla had a family crisis to attend to; her sister Coco was in need of her help....
Coco and Vanilla
Vanilla: "Tell me what's wrong, soeur?"
Coco: "Leave moi alone!!!!"
Now out of the club room, Vanilla walked down the halls, trying her best to find her sister who was good at hiding herself. Vanilla knew Silas would be alright since he was busy entertaining his kin. "Why are you doing this to me, Coco?...I was this close to getting Silas to open up....", she thought, tired of her sister putting on a big drama show every time she couldn't have her way or when she was highly insulted by girls. Vanilla wondered why Coco was so sensitive around the same sex, getting highly offensive when a girl talks about her behind her back. Maybe she had rivalries who were female, mostly. Vanilla knew, on her side of the story, that Coco "hated" girls, feeling more comfortable around the guys. Coco was a tomboy, after all, and never could gel well with females.
Vanilla turned another corner of the spacious hallway, now walking down a flight of stairs. She then heard quiet sobbing coming from the bottom of the steps. Vanilla quickly made her way down the steps, immediately catching a full glimpse of Coco crunched up in a upright fetal position. "Coco...talk to me....", Vanilla quietly spoke up, trying to gingerly open her sister up to spilling her feelings out. But oh no....Coco wasn't the type to open up to anybody; that included her own family too. Coco rose her droopy head and piercingly stared at Vanilla, trying to suppress the urge to scream at Vanilla for invading her "private" space. "Please leave me alone, Vanilla....", the only sentence Coco could put out. Vanilla shook her head "no", standing her ground, "I'm not leaving until you tell me what's wrong".
Coco didn't feel like arguing with Vanilla, telling Vanilla that she could stay but she was going to leave. Coco stood up, with a little stagger, and began to walk away. Vanilla quickly grabbed Coco's arm, spinning her around, "Tell me!", she said out loud, keeping her hand on her arm. Vanilla didn't understand why Coco was being so upset and depressed when she got everything she wanted; from laps of luxuries to having parents that gave their full attention to her. Vanilla became even more pissed, angry that Coco was acting like a spoiled brat, "Or I swear, I will call our la mère (mother). I think she would greatly like to here your problems", she threatened Coco, knowing Coco didn't like her mother budding in her private life. Coco snatched her arm out of Vanilla's grip and gave her a irritated look, walking up closer to her until they were face-to-face, "Don't you dare....", she hissed at her.
Vanilla gave her a small smile, "I will if you want fess up", she quipped back, putting her hands on her hips, defiantly. Coco shook her head from side to side, knowing she was going to regret what she was about to tell her sister. Coco gave Vanilla a long stare, tears about to stream down her fiery red cheek bones, "Alright, alright....I'll confess but your not going to like this...", Coco replied, her arms folded tightly to her chest. "Tell me...", Vanilla said again. "I have to whisper it to you", Coco replied, her amber orbs pleading Vanilla not to ask further. Coco, begrudgingly, cupped Vanilla's right ear with her hands telling her all that she needed to know about Coco's hidden guilty pleasure.
Vanilla's eyes quickly lighted up, out of bewilderment and out of fear, "You are what!!!!", Vanilla shouted angrily at Coco causing the both of them to shiver in fear, "Your into...girls...more then boys?", Vanilla then asked in a whisper, not wanting the school building to hear them. All Coco could do was nod in agreement to Vanilla's accurate accusation about her.
The both of them became startled when Bishie came down the steps and walked quickly over to them, worried, "Coco! Are you ok? I-I've been looking everywhere for you! Please tell me your not hurt or something... I-I would feel awful. I-I do feel awful!", he said to Coco, looking like he was on the verge of tears but fought the urge to cry. Coco and Vanilla looked at him with nervous smiles trying to hide what they were talking about, "I'm fine Bishie...I I I...was just a little disturbed from one of the girls. She pissed me off which caused me to run away crying. But....I'm better now....", Coco lied, wiping the tears that wet her face. Vanilla only shook her head in shame, hating the fact that Coco was lying and at the fact that she now knew Coco was a closet bisexual.
(Sorry for the long post.....<__< lol)