Facts about Ayaka Fududa (彩花 福田)

When he was younger his friends used to make fun of his name because it was "girly". (Ayaka, written as colorful flower). Later in life though, girls liked him for it, because they thought that it gave a sort of sensuality to him.

He looks like the regular Japanese boy, dark hair, pale skin, the only thing particularly unusual about him appearance wise are his moss green eyes, which he got from his Irish mother.

He is tall but slender boy, and is about 5'10. He used to be the captain of the basketball team. But quit.

Outside, he's polite and seemingly kind, but he has a mysterious twinkle in his eyes, and that's what draws girls too him. Every girl likes a good puzzle, and Ayaka provides just that ("Just what is he hiding?" "What is he really thinking?"). That is, until they get tired of digging into his thoughts, and dump him. And, sadly, the longest time he's ever kept a girlfriend was a year. (A fact he doesn't like admitting too his friends.)

He's in second year.

He's an only child and the heir to the Fududa Corporation, which builds and sells private planes.

He is about to go down a path that very few boys in his year, or the entire school really, would willingly go down.

"Okay, so explain this to me again." Ayaka's best friend/former basketball teammate, Yusuke Ogawa, implored him as he jogged to keep up with Ayaka's fast pace.

They were both walking down one of Ouran's many long hallways. Though one of them was walking extremely fast, bordering on not even walking anymore, and the other was panting slightly.

Ayaka grunted in aggravation. "I've already explained it to you a thousand times."

"Yes," His friend said patiently, "but I still can't wrap my head around it. Proving that you're not thinking along the same lines as a normal person."

"Or maybe you're just slow." Ayaka snorted.

"Oh! You wound me! Now, explain it to me again, step by step, come on. " He snapped his fingers as if it would hurry `Ayaka\'s explanation.

Ayaka took a deep, calming breath. "I'm going to join the Host Club."

And that was just it, the crazy thing that no one in his or her right minds would take on. Joining the Host Club. Being part of the Host Club. It was something unfathomable.

"Okay, I got that part." Yusuke said impatiently. "But why are you joining the Host Club? And could you slow this breakneck pace! I'm sprinting here! And we're doing sprints at practice today, I'm going to be tired and then coach is going to kill me!"

Ayaka, who had not realized how tense he had gotten, tried to slow down and relax.

"Okay. I'm going to explain in to you for this last and final time, alright?" He said slowly and deliberately.

Yusuke rolled his eyes. "Oh, pray continue."

"Alright, so I'm going to join the Host Club in hope that once the word gets around that I'm not as mysterious as everyone thinks I am, girls will finally give up the stupid idea that I'm some sort of 'cool, collected, mysterious' guy, and I will, for once, be able to have a serious, fulfilling relationship." He sighed, and then finally looked over to Yusuke to see what he thought about the subject. He was only half surprised when he saw the exasperated face that Yusuke was giving him.

"And you don't see all the added benefits that you get from girls falling at your feet like you're the Messiah? You don't see the fact that you'll never have the same girl nagging on you for more than a month at a time? You don't see the physical benefits?" Yusuke waggled his eyebrows.

"No," Ayaka said pointedly. "I don't. But it sure says a lot about you. You sure you don't want me to tell your girlfriend that she is, what did you call it, nagging on you, Yusuke?"

"Bah. Himawari's cool. God knows I tell her off when she's being a pest." He said, waving his hand flippantly.

"She's a saint of a girl, for putting up with you." Ayaka mumbled.

"Yeah, whatever, so you really think this plan of yours is going to work?"

Ayaka took off his glassed, cleaned them, and then placed them back on, a nervous gesture. "God I hope so." He was starting to get desperate at this point. Getting dumped repeatedly just because he wasn't what some girl expected really did a number on a guy's self-esteem. "You know," He added. "Your not repulsively ugly. You could join the Host Club yourself."

And it was true. Yusuke was very attractive in anyone's standards. He was long, well muscled, tanned, and his black eyes were always crinkled up, as if laughing at some inside joke. To top it off he was loyal, good-natured, and in Ayaka's opinion, the best friend a guy could have.

Except for maybe in this instance.

"Haha. Yeah right."

"Come on! Don't just leave me all alone." Ayaka complained.

"No way in hell am I leaving the Basketball team just to be with you while your executing your stupid idea!" He said violently. "I don't know why you did it yourself! Don't tell him this, but you're a way better Captain than Domeki Senpai will ever be."

Ayaka winced. "I didn't quit the Basketball team just to join the Host Club, and you know that. Geeze."

"Sorry man. Forgot it was a sensitive subject for you." He apologized. They walked a little in awkward silence, and Yusuke inwardly groaned, seeing Ayaka's now forlorn expression. "Anyway, I'm gonna be late for practice. Good luck with your plan."

"Thanks. Have fun at practice."

"Yeah." Yusuke laughed, rolling his eyes. "Right." He clapped Ayaka on the back and jogged off. "Later!" He called over his shoulder.

"Bye!"

Ayaka looked after him, a twinge of jealousy in his heart. What he would have given to be running sprints with the guys…. Didn't matter now though.

He realized with a start that his feet had already lead him too the unused music room that had gained such popularity.

He took a deep breath to steady himself, once again adjusted his glasses, and feeling a little nervous, opened the door.

This is the story of Ayaka Fududa, and this is what changed him.

Yes another story, haha. But I've had this one in mind for a long time.

With that said, know that this IS MY BABY. ....so I thought the first chapter would come out a lot more impressive. T.T

So, you guys, tell me what you think about the idea! Because I swear the next chapter will be better but that won't matter if no one cares about the story. Haha.

I think I might be in love.

Just saying.

-Sasha.