Disclaimer: Ouran High School Host Club and Hetalia belong to their respective owners. They do not belong to me. Also, this story is based off of the first episode of OHSHC in dub. I made some changes here and there to make it fit the characters from Hetalia. Enjoy.

EDIT: Okay, I just finished watching all of OHSHC and I was heart broken when I saw Honey in a sailor outfit ;-; He looked so much like Sealand... Throughout the episode, I was doubting myself for switching the roles, but I'll just leave it as is. Oh, and I accidentally put that Mori had glasses in the character choices, so I fixed it! Anyway, enjoy!

Question for this Story: Who would win in a Host Club battle, France or Tamaki? Tell me who you think will win and I'll tally up the scores at the end of this FanFic.

Madeline walked down the halls of World Academy. She kept on getting glances from the other students since she got here. It really annoyed her. Just because she was a 'commoner,' she felt more like an alien on another planet. Damn rich kids... As an honor student, Madeline managed to pass an entrance exam and gained a scholarship into the school. But she couldn't afford the school uniform, which was one of the reasons why she was being stared at.

Madeline couldn't believe it has already been ten years since her mother died. She wondered if she was enjoying herself up in Heaven.

Why can't I just find a quiet place to study alone, Madeline thought, I can't even study in the library with students staring at me. She came to a stop in front of two large, white doors. Madeline fixed up her glasses and looked at the sign. It read, 'Music Room 3.' She heard about this place being abandoned. I guess I could study in here, Madeline thought, I mean, this place is empty right?

Oh, how wrong she was.

The moment she opened the door, a cool breeze came out, carrying rose petals along with it. This petal dance confused Madeline. In the room were six boys. Oh, dear God, Madeline thought. Before she knew it, the doors seemed to lock behind her. She was trapped in the room with them. She then remembered about a club in the school that was popular among girls. The club just so happened to have six boys in it...

"T-this is a host club?" Madeline stuttered as she backed up against the doors. The room was like the others, but there was this really pretty vase off to the side.

"Oh look, it's a boy," said the two red-headed twins in unison. They looked fairly alike, but there were several differences. For example, one had amber eyes while the other had olive-green ones, one of them had hair in a more brown coloring than the shade of red the other had, and their curls stuck out in different directions.

A black-haired boy with glasses spoke up. "Lovino, Feliciano, I believe this young man is in the same class as you, isn't he?" he questioned. Madeline had to admit, she had seen those two in class before. The black-haired boy had indigo eyes, unlike Madeline's softer, lavender ones. But he too had glasses. He also had a strange cowlick as well as a mole on his face.

"Yeah, but he's shy," the twins answered together, "He doesn't act very sociably, so we don't know much about him." The two shrugged. Madeline never really cared whether or not she was called a boy, at least it was better than being confused for her brother.

The black-haired boy smirked. "Well, that wasn't very polite." He looked up at Madeline. "Welcome to the Hetalia Host Club, Mr. Honor Student." How he knew that Madeline was an honor student, she didn't know. News gets around this place pretty fast, she thought.

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"What?" The blonde boy perked up. He looked at Madeline with interest in his bold blue eyes. He had shoulder-length, wheat blonde hair and a stubble on his chin. "You must be Mathieu Williams!"

Madeline was beginning to freak out. Indeed, Matthew is her real name. She was given the name because her parents really wanted a boy. On her birth certificate, it was Matthew Williams, but to save herself from embarrassment, it was Madeline Williams. She started to jerk the door handles. By the way, the vase was looking very shiny off to the side there.

"You're the exceptional honor student we've heard about!" the blonde continued. Madeline stopped shaking the handle and slowly turned to them.

"H-how do you know my name?" she asked. She was about to put the word 'real' in there, but she didn't want anymore questions concerning her gender.

"Why, you're infamous," answered the black-haired boy. "It's not everyday that a commoner gains entrance into our academy." The vase was shining bright like and equally expensive diamond while being to the side. "You must have an audacious nerve to work hard enough to fight your way into this school as an honor student, Mr. Williams."

"Well, uh," Madeline was at a loss of words. She was called 'audacious,' but at the same time, he made it sound very sarcastic. "Thank you, I guess." Suddenly, an arm came from behind her and was placed on her shoulder. The arm belonged to the blonde boy.

"You're welcome," the boy said. He smelled faintly of rose perfume and wine. "You're a hero to other poor people, Williams. You've shown the world that even a poor person can excel at an elite private academy!" Madeline got out of the man's grasp and slowly walked away. The blonde, and obviously French, boy followed Madeline, still preaching about her greatness. Oh, and just in case you're wondering, the vase is looking quite fine today. "It must be hard for you to constantly looked down upon by others."

"I think you're taking this 'poor' thing too far," Madeline commented as she continued to distance herself from the Frenchie.

"Spurned, neglected..." Yup, he's still going. "But that doesn't matter now. Long live the poor!" His eyes sparkled like the vase as he held out an arm. "We welcome you, poor man, to our world of beauty!"

Madeline sighed. "I'm out of here," she said plainly. Before she reach the door, she was pulled back by another blonde boy. He was shorter than the Frenchman and looked younger than anyone in the room. He could have been as young as a student in junior high.

"Hey!" he called in a playful voice. "Come back here, Mattie! You must be like a superhero or something! That's so cool!" If Madeline's brother heard the boy call her a 'superhero,' he would practically flip.

"I'm not a hero," she clarified. "I'm an honor student..." It took time to sink in, but Madeline remembered him calling her 'Mattie.' Only people the same age or older can call her such a childish nickname. "And who are you calling 'Mattie'?!" She yelled not-so loudly.

"I would've never imagined the famous scholar," the Frenchie began, "would be so openly gay..." Madeline had to process that for a little bit. She turned to look at the boy.

"Openly what...?"

"So, tell me what kind of guys you're in to." he said. "Do you like the strong, silent type?" He pointed to the tall blonde who was wearing glasses. "The boy lolita?" He pointed to the now-crying blonde boy who Madeline had shouted at. "How about the mischievous type?" This time, it was the twins. "Or the cool type?" The black-haired boy nodded his head in acknowledgement.

Madeline began to stutter as she backed up from the boy. "Uh... It's not like that!" She was getting awfully close to that expensive vase. "I was just looking for a quiet place to study...!"

"Or maybe..." The Frenchman grabbed Madeline's chin and brought it up to his. "You're into a guy like me... What do you say?"

Madeline reflexively backed away from the threat like any animal should do. Unfortunately, she had leaped back into the beautiful vase. The vase tumbled off the podium it stood on. Madeline gasped and tried to grab its handle before it hit the ground, but she was already too late. She looked in horror as the vase cracked into a million equally beautiful but not-as-valuable pieces. The twins looked over Madeline's shoulders.

"Aw," they both said. "We were going to feature that Renaissance vase in an upcoming school auction," Lovino, one of the twins, began. "Oh, now you've done it, commoner," Feliciano, the other twin, continued, "the bidding on the vase is supposed to start at $80,000."

"$80,000?!" Madeline squeaked. She drooped her head down low as she tried to calculate the price in her head. "Uh... I'm going to have to pay you back," she said as she turned to the twins.

"With what money?" the twins asked. "You can't even afford as school uniform." Feliciano pointed to Madeline's clothes. "What's with that crummy outfit you got on, anyway?" he asked. Madeline forgot about wearing her red sweatshirt that was too big for her to school.

The black-haired boy bent down and picked up one of the largest fragments of the vase. "Well," he began as he played with the piece, "what do you think we should do, Francis?"

Francis, the Frenchman, sat down on his chair and crossed his legs. "There's a famous saying you may have heard, Williams," he started. He pointed to Madeline nonchalantly. "'When in Rome, you should do as the Romans do.' Since you have no money, you can pay with your body." Madeline was taken aback by his last statement. "That means starting today, you're the Host Club's dog."

I don't know if I can handle this mom, Madeline thought, I've been captured by a bunch of boys that are calling themselves the 'Host Club.'

A/N: Remember how I said I'd only do one-shots and not chapter stories? WELL I HAVE A REASON THIS TIME. I was going to make this a one-shot of the first episode, but it was so long I had to do it in parts ;-; And to think I wanted to do ALL the episodes like this. After typing this, I was like 'NOPE, too long! I'll just do the first episode...'

I was wondering who the nations would play if they were in OHSHC, and I think I did pretty well with who's who. If you didn't know, here's the character list and why I chose them for the role.

Tamaki - France: Honestly, it's self-explanatory.

Haruhi - Fem!Canada: I felt that any genderbent nation could've been Haruhi, but I chose Canada because I can handle writing Franada. I was going to chose Japan, but I couldn't imagine him and France... Sorry -.-

Hikaru - Romano: If I'm right, Hikaru is older than Kaoru, and that's one of the reasons why I picked Romano. I felt that Hikaru is more of the ringleader in the scripts that he and Kaoru do, and Romano is more of a boss to Italy. Plus, Hikaru's hair parts from the right, which is where Romano's curl sticks out :3

Kaoru - Italy: Like with Romano.

Mori - Sweden: They're tall, stoic, and they protect the ones the love... Need I say more?

Honey - Finland: At first, I was going to have Sealand be Honey, but then I thought: 'But who would Shiro be if I went to the episode? (This was before I realized how much of a pain in the neck it was to write this.)' Besides, Finland is adorable like Honey, and I just couldn't miss an opportunity for some SuFin :3

Kyoya - Austria: I had a lot of trouble with this one for some reason (I can't remember why.) But when I read some OHSHC x Hetalia fics, I thought 'OMG IT FITS SOOO WELL.' If I were to do that one episode with Renge, I would have her be Hungary :D (IT FITS SO WELL)

Now I want to do this for Soul Eater ;-; Maybe I will... But if I do, I have a certain episode I could do. If I would write it, who would Dr. Stein be?

Anyways, here's part 1 of 4 in this fic. I have the others to do, but I won't upload them unless I get some feedback on how I'm doing with this. (I know I'm so mean ;-;)

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this story! Please Read and Review! They feed the plot bunnies so they can leave me alone to do more important things!

With love, Purple~