"Welcome!" came the call from several boys as the doors of the Third Music Room opened once more. Several girls cried out happily at the sight of the six boys in front of them.
"Would you ladies like to come in and enjoy yourselves?" Takuya Souh said as he stepped forward. He ushered the girls in and brandished a deep red rose to them. "We are the Host Club. We hope you come and have plenty of fun times with us."
"Souh-san," several girls cheered happily. Within minutes, each of the six boys had their own guests and were chatting happily at their tables.
"So you are from the Middle School Division, Makoto-san?" a girl asked the red haired boy in front of her. He had on a cream and yellow jacket with the Ouran insignia on it and black slacks.
"Yes, but my cousins wished for me to come and join this club," Makoto Hitachiin told the girls with a devilish smile that he had inherited from his father. The boy was leaning on another red head's shoulder as they shared a couch.
"Makoto, don't act like we begged you," Masaru Hitachiin glared at his younger cousin. The two weren't brothers, but they looked a lot alike. Both had extremely bright red hair that they had inherited from their mothers and amber eyes from their fathers.
"Ano, Masaru-san, are you two siblings?" Masaru's guest asked him delicately. Both of the girls opposite the two were looking at them with confused glints in their eyes.
"We're cousins like most of the members of the club. But our mothers are twins and are fathers are twins," Masaru said with a smirk. The girls awed as Makoto leaned over and rested his head on Masaru's shoulder. "But Makoto and I were raised together so we might as well be brothers."
"Yoshi-sama, why aren't you wearing your glasses today?" a girl asked not too far away. Yoshi Ohtori looked at the girl with his deep blue eyes and smiled.
"My eyes don't hurt so much today, but thank you for your concern m'lady," he replied in a true Shadow Prince manner.
"Your eyes are so pretty," the other girl across from Yoshi murmured.
"My mother's are far prettier," he said with a soft smile.
"Yoshi is just being modest, aren't you mon ami?" Takuya said as he leaned over the couch that Yoshi and his guests were sitting on. Yoshi sighed at his best friend's antics, but continued to smile.
"Hotaka, things seem to be going well for our cousins," little Ichirou Haninozuka said as he and his tall cousin sat in a corner to themselves. "It's too bad we graduate this year, huh?"
Hotaka Morinozuka nodded at his older cousin. Suddenly there was a crash and a squeak. Everyone turned towards the entrance to see Takuya helping up some boy with dark black hair.
"Are you okay?" Takuya asked the boy.
"Hey, aren't you Akira Onitaka?" Masaru asked the boy as the two Hitachiins came up to their friends. "You're in my class."
"Well then, welcome to the Host Club, Akira-san," Yoshi said as he walked up with a slight smirk on his face. "I see you broke one of our best tea sets in your little fit of shock. You do realize that that tea set cost over 5 million yen."
"I can pay that back," Akira said as he stepped towards the door.
"Really? Aren't you here on scholarship?" Masaru asked, a devilish grin coming to his face as he tapped his chin.
"Don't mock the poor, Masaru," Takuya reprimanded the boy. "Remember that my mother was poor before she married my father."
"What ever you say, Takuya," Masaru shrugged at the Host Club Prince.
"Aki-san will be our friend right?" Ichirou asked as he bounded up to the lost boy.
"I-I guess," Akira said though he was still shocked from what was happening.
"Akira," Takuya said after Yoshi whispered something to him. "In order to pay back the Host Club, you must become a host yourself."
"Wh-What?" Akira stuttered as he looked around the room at the Host Club members.
"Yay! We get a new friend!" Ichirou cried happily as he bounded back to the stoic Hotaka. "Akira, I'm Ichirou Haninozuka, but everyone calls me Ichigo! This is Hotaka Morinozuka, but everyone calls him Tori."
"I'm Makoto Hitachiin," Makoto said with a devilish grin as he and his cousin sauntered up to the new host.
"I'm Takuya Souh, the prince of the Host Club!" Takuya introduced with a flourish of rose petals. He gestured to Yoshi with a broad smile. "And this is Yoshi Ohtori, the shadow prince."
"You know, isn't this how Aunt Koharu joined Dad's club?" Makoto asked as he slung an arm over his cousin's shoulder. Masaru nodded with a grin slowly appearing on his face.
"This should be interesting," Yoshi said quietly as he pulled out his thin framed glasses and put them on.
"How so Yoshi?" a feminine voice came from behind the the boy. Yoshi turned around to see a girl in a brown sailor-style uniform walk in. She had short, brunette hair and large violet eyes and was carrying a stack of books in her arms.
"Ah, hello Sophie," the dark haired boy greeted the younger girl.
"What is my hyperactive brother doing now?" Sophie Souh asked as she pointed towards where Takuya was grandly showing Akira around the room.
"Takuya has decided to make Akira Onitaka a host so he can pay back a debt," Yoshi explained calmly to the brunette that now stood next to him. Sophie looked up at her friend with mild curiosity.
"You do realize how absurd that is, right?" she questioned him. Yoshi cracked a small smile at her words.
"Yes, but that would not be interesting or profitable," he told her with a glance from above his glasses.
"You really don't think about anyone's feelings do you?" Sophie asked, pursing her lips unhappily.
"Unless they are important to me," Yoshi shrugged as he walked towards the other hosts, who were trying to introduce themselves to Akira, causing them to be piled on Aikra.
"Sophie!" Takuya called out happily to his younger sister. "I'm so happy that you came to visit me!"
"I only came to tell you that I will be taking the limo home and to remind Makoto that we have a project in our social studies class due in two days," Sophie said, side stepping Takuya's hug.
"You are so mean Sophie," Takuya whimpered softly.
"I just don't let you play around like an idiot. You know Mama has taught you better than that," Sophie reprimanded the older blonde.
"B-But," Takuya whimpered, tears forming in his eyes.
"No 'but's!" Sophie nearly shouted, anger taking over as she delt with him.
"Please don't yell at Souh-sama," one of the customers said as she a several others rushed to Takuya's side. "A normal middle school girl would respect her elders."
"But, you seem, madame," Sophie said with flawless politeness. "I am not a normal middle schooler. I am his younger sister, Sophie Souh."
"You never said you had a younger sister, Souh-sama!" the girl on Takuya's right cried happily.
"She is so pretty!" the one on the left cried, a smile gracing her features. Sophie sighed from the sudden attitude change from the girls knowing her name.
"Thank you," Takuya said, a soft smiling coming to his face as he gently hugged each of the girls. "She takes after our darling mother. Sadly, she always wishes to study and doesn't come too often to the high school section."
"That's too bad," one of the girls sighed. "I would like to get to know her better."
"See Sophie, you would be very popular as a member of the Host Club," Takuya said eagerly to his sister.
"One problem Takuya," Sophie said, turning towards the door. "I can't possibly be a host if I'm a girl."
With that, the young Souh girl walked out of the room.
"Akira!" Ichirou cried as he bounded up to the scared boy once more and wrapped is small arms around him. "We'll be good friends, right?"
All the poor boy could do was nod at the senior. Hotaka came forward and scooped his older cousin into the air, accidently bringing Akira with him. Akira fell into Hotaka's chest, causing the older boy to reach out and grab ahold of him. Akira nervously backed away from Hotaka once he had found his footing. Hotaka and Ichirou shared a knowing look before they decided to return to their corner and silently watch over their cousins.
"Akira, here is the schedule for our events this next month," Yoshi said, producing a calendar and handing it to the small boy. "You are required to come to each of them plus our club meetings every Tuesday, understand?"
Akira nodded slowly before he was allowed to leave for the day. The rest of the Host Club piled into four different limos and headed home not too long after.
"I can't wait to play with Akira," Masaru chuckled to his cousin as they rode home together. Makoto also chuckled at the thought of playing with his upperclassman.
"It looks like we finally found ourselves an interesting toy," Makoto said with a large grin. The two laughed devilishly as they soon arrived at their matching mansions.
"I wonder how good of a host Akira is," Takuya murmured as he rode along in Yoshi's limo. Yoshi glanced up from his mini laptop to look at his best friend.
"He should do fairly well, considering," Yoshi told him before returning to his work. "You shouldn't get too clingy to people that you don't even know."
"But that is the best way to make friends!" Takuya declared happily. "Papa always said that the fastest way to a person's heart is to be yourself and jump in!"
Yoshi barely even glanced up at the other junior boy.
"Do you think they will realize things soon?" Ichirou asked his silent cousin as they rode to the dojo their two families shared. Hotaka thought for a moment before he nodded. "You're right. Akira is too cute for them not to figure out who she is."
And without further waiting, I present to you the first chapter to the long-awaited sequel to Twisted Fate! I hope everyone enjoyed a little more insight to the new characters! Please review any ideas you may have for the future chapters.