Ouran High School Host Club: Kyoya Part 1
The sun was beating down on my sleeping face as I regrettably opened my eyes, and miserably rolled out of bed crawling to the bathroom. In the mirror was the hideousness of me in the morning. My hair a disaster, every piece sticking out, and bags under my eyes that wouldn't subside until I got coffee in my system.
"I'm not a morning person…" I thought out loud, as I began my lukewarm shower.
The water hit me and I didn't even flinch at the fact that it was still cold, instead I carried on with my usual routine. Soap, lather, rinse and if time allows it some good old masturbation.
I walked into my room; towel on my head the other around my waist as I finished drying off and dropped both towels to the floor as I finished getting ready putting on my boxers, deodorant, uniform, and my signature glasses.
"Same old routine," I said with a sigh.
I walked down the stairs as usual with my slippers on, as I grabbed my slice of toast and poured myself some hot coffee that just finished brewing. I walked out the door exchanging my slippers for my school shoes as Suoh, Tamaki came to pick me up as usual.
A small sigh escaped my lips as I began my usual facade of smiling and handling every problem in the world.
While I was gathering myself I heard "Ay! Kyoya hurry up!" from none other than the Hitachiin twins.
"I'm coming," I mumbled walking towards the car pushing my glasses up higher on my nose.
The car ride was the same, Tamaki discussing to the twins on how to be better Host's, as they nodded and spoke simultaneously.
As we approached the school I noticed there were a lot of new faces, I figured it must freshman orientation or something; perfect time to rack in more customers for the Host Club.
As the manager of the club I informed the gentlemen that it would be wise to start talking to the girls, letting them know about the club and if they would be so kind as to stop by; they agreed eagerly to do so.
'Hehe now I can go skulk off while they bring in more money' I thought with a big fake smile on my face.
As far as I could tell from the main lobby of the school, all was going well with the twins chatting up any and every girl. While Mori and Honey made the ultimate death threat of cute and hot. And Tamaki was the main event of sweet words and careless behavior that attracted any girl.
The outcome was large crowds of girls heading upstairs to make appointments to see these dashing gentlemen.
I scoffed at the thought; these men are far from gentlemen. They solicit money from young girls searching for prince charming, but who am I to judge? I'm no different, I mean you'll never catch me being all gentlemen like without getting paid.
I arose from my comfortable spot on the bench and was heading to my class when I saw the largest crowd of fan girls I had seen within the hour going straight for the stairs. I witnessed them shoving and kicking people to the ground. I began my apologies early helping boys and girls up; informing them that the girls reactions to the gentlemen is in no way the club's responsibility.
I finally came to the last girl who had me captivated immediately with the bluest eyes in the world and the yellowest hair I'd ever seen, she was the female Tamaki, except beautiful and she was there on the floor a little shaken I hoped.
"Sorry about them," I said softly trying to sound casual, but manly.
To Be Continued