Just an idea I had for a story, thought it would be fun and have many hilarious possibilities. Enjoy!
A good snapshot stops a moment from running away. ~Eudora Welty
"Class settle down. Settle down now please," shouted the teacher over the usual morning ruckus in the classroom. At the back of the room the twins laughed as they teased Haruhi simultaneously. The noise slowly died down and eventually all had their attention towards Isamu-sensei.
"Class, I am happy to announce that we have a new student today, arriving all the way from New York. Her mother is the famous new photographer Hasashi Midoko and her father the successful businessman Hasashi Hotaka," the teacher gestured his arm grandly as a somewhat petite girl walked timidly in. She kept her eyes focused strictly on the floor as if it were some elaborate painting. The class starting frantically whispering.
"Hotaka? As in those famous theme parks?"
"No, I think it's the Hotaka cruise line."
"No way, its the Hotaka resort!"
Hikaru and Kaoru exchanged blank glances at each other and watched as the girl introduced herself. She gave a few stutters before finally getting her name out.
"I-I'm H-hasashi M-m-minak-ko." Her face turned crimson red with the last syllable and her head ducked back down, her hands desperately clutching at the folds of her dress.
"Boring," whined the two brothers in unison.
"I was hoping it would be someone interesting this time," said a faintly depressed Hikaru. "Oh well, she might be a good customer for the Host Club. "
"You two are so cruel," muttered Haruhi to herself.
"Can you blame us?" asked the two. "She doesn't seem like the most fascinating person."
They faced back to the girl's hunched form at the front of the classroom as proof. The teacher told her to take a seat but she stood stock still, like a petrified little mouse.
"Miss Hasashi you may take seat now. I believe there's a free desk in the back of the classroom. Right by the Hitachiin brothers and Fujioka."
Minako didn't move. Her head was bent down so low now that all you could see was her waist long, honey brown hair hanging over over it. A snicker escaped someone's lips. The teacher stared accusingly at the classroom, but none seemed to have moved. Not even the Hitachiin brothers.
There was another snicker. It came from below the hair. The snicker became a giggle, which quickly ensued into a full on laugh. The class stared in stupified shock as Minako's head rose up, showing a pink face struggling(and failing) to hold in her laughter.
"I-I'm sorry, but I can't keep it up much longer. T-this is just too good," she said between laughs. She held up a camera, which seemed to come out of nowhere, and took a picture of the flabbergasted class. She finished up laughing, wiped the forming tears in her eyes and, at the teacher's final request, made her way to her desk.
"Quite a show new girl, quite a show," commented the twins as they held their hands up. She high-fived and sat down.
"Thanks, I had to practice how to blush on demand like that for weeks, but it was so worth it," she replied with a slight American accent to her voice. Now that the twins and Haruhi got a good look at her face they realized she looked like anything but the little shy girl who had just been at the front of the class. Although she was short with a petite body, her face suggested otherwise. Her big turquoise eyes were filled with curiosity and excitement. When she put pushed her hair behind her ears four different earrings could be seen on each ear. Neither of the earrings really matched each other, it just looked like she hadn't been able to choose which one she liked best so she just put them all on instead.
Minako held up her camera in triumph and showed them the picture on the little screen in the back. Up close you could tell that this was probably one of the best cameras out there, state of the art and all that. The twins, even Haruhi, admired her picture. The look on everyone's face was priceless, and each person had their own way of portraying shock. In a way, it was art. In a very queer way.
Kaoru and Hikaru exchanged looks and grinned, then faced Minako. "Hey Minako, you should come check out our Host Club, it's lots of fun," suggested Kaoru.
"And I bet there's plenty of opportunities for great photos," piped in Hikaru.
Minako pondered for about two seconds then grinned. "Ok, you've got my interest. I'll check it out."
The two smirked in triumph. Haruhi felt like slapping her forehead. There was no hope for these two. Minaki snapped a quick photo of the three. Sensing a very interesting relationship between the three, she thought this is going to be fun.
"Here's our card," said Hikaru as Kaoru pulled out a small rectangular piece of paper and handed it to Minako. She smiled and put it away, tucking it in the outside pocket of her camera bag, and said she would come the next day. She had to go to the office for 'new kid' stuff today.
"Since when does the Host Club have business cards?" asked Haruhi.
"Since yesterday," replied Kaoru.
"Kyouya said it would be a good idea in case any new potential customers appeared," finished Hikaru.
There was a moment of silence as the three processed this.
"Good grief," said Haruhi.
"It's creepy how he does that," moaned Hikaru.
"I can still remember him smirking as he handed us the business card. It's like he's psychic."
Sorry the first chapter is so short, consider it a pilot chapter. Reviews=more chapters.