A/N: Hoorah! My very first Ouran High School Host Club fanfic! *triumphant fanfare* And here to assist me is the lovely HARUHI FUJIOKA! My co-host!

Haruhi: Love the pun.

Thank you.

Haruhi: That was sarcasm.

Now, Haruhi, the disclaimer and the reasons for the rating?

Haruhi: The authoress owns nothing except her OC and the plot. Kimiko Hitachiin is her friend, hirumasbabysis' OC. This fanfic is rated M for adult terms and themes, possible coarse language, and perverted little girls. More reasons MAY occur.

Hunny: No flames, Haru-chan produces enough of them when Tama-chan makes her mad.

LET THE CARNAGE BEGIN! (Just kidding, no carnage)

Grey Rose - Chapter 1: Kyori Ootori

Umehito Nekozawa's POV

"Oh, Kyori, could you come over here for a minute?" I heard Ootori call at one of the other hosts.

"'Kyori?' Did they get another new host?" I asked out loud to practically nothing. I cracked the door open, and peeked out just a little bit. I made it so that the light just barely missed me.

The newest addition to the Host Club didn't look that much different from Ootori. The only differences were that his hair was almost as long as mine, and his glasses kept falling completely off his face as they had just done.

"Oh crap… Kyouya, my glasses fell off again… I can't see, do you see them?" He asked, moving his hands along the floor frantically looking for his glasses.

"Oh dear. Kyori, you really should get those fitted better." Ootori pointed out.

"AHA! I found you." He picked them up and placed them on his rather feminine face. He gasped as he picked up what I just now realized I was missing. "Whose puppet is this? It's adorable! Is it a cat, Kyouya-sama?"

I stared at Belzenef in the boy's hand. How on earth did Belzenef end up in the Host Club? "Uh-" I began before covering my mouth with my hand.

The new host looked over at me with his head cocked to the side. "Oh, is this yours, Nekozawa-senpai?" He asked. How did he know who I was? "He's really cute." Kyori walked over to me and held Belzenef out to me with the utmost care. "I'm terribly sorry you had to find him like this." I took him from the feminine black-haired boy gently. "Oh?" He brushed the back of his hand against my bright blond hair before using it to take my Belzenef-free hand. "Why is someone with such bright facial features hanging around in such a dark room?" Without letting go, he stepped back a little. "Come on out here."

I quickly drew my hand back into the darkness of my Black Magic Club. "I-I can't. The light will sting."

He looked at the ground and reached into his blue uniform jacket. "I see." Kyori returned his gaze to me as he pulled a grey rose out of his jacket, took my hand once more, and placed the odd-colored flower gently on my head as the boy slowly let my hand slide out of his grasp. "Take care, then." He returned to his clients as I closed the door and took the peculiar-colored rose off my head.

"How odd. He seems to have taken a liking to me. But if he was that way, would he be entertaining women?"

Later…

I had my cloak and wig on as I walked the long halls of Ouran Academy, heading back to my Black Magic Club from my classes. I had to walk through the Host Club to get there, so I couldn't help but overhear Kyori and his clients.

"Is it true that you're Kyouya's itoko, Kyori-kun?" A girl with brown hair asked him.

"Yes, that's true." He replied simply.

"Is it also true that you're living with Kyouya?" A girl with black hair inquired.

He sighed heavily. "Yes, that's also true."

"You sound so sad…" The brunette stated.

"…I only live with my cousins because even though I inherited my parents' zaibatsu, I can't hope to live on my own." Then he took one of the girls' hands and kissed it. "But if one of you ladies came to live with me, I'd be more than happy to move."

"Kyori?" I asked.

Said host looked at me, blushed, then looked away. "Yes, Nekozawa-senpai?"

"I was wondering if you could help me out with some homework after school today. I haven't been doing too well in math at all."

I heard him chuckle, and before I knew it, he had my Belzenef-free hand in one hand, and a grey rose in the other, which he held under my nose so I could inhale its sweet scent. "But of course. Any request, even if not from a client, will be accepted, senpai." His voice was so loving, so sweet, so caressing… I could've sworn he was female from the way he treated me.

Across my nose felt warm when he kissed my cheek. His lips were soft against the side of my face. "Eeeeeeeeeee!" I heard his clients squeal.

Ootori came up to us and pulled Kyori back. "Kyori Ootori, what have I told you about treating men like women?" He asked.

"To…leave it to Hikaru and Kaoru?"

"Yes. Nekozawa-senpai, I believe you and Kyori here were never properly introduced. Kyori is our newest member, and he takes after a mix of Tamaki and the Hitachiin twins. At times, he even acts like me as well. I warn you now, he treats everyone who asks him something as a client, as you have just recently experienced."

"I'll stop by your mansion after school, Nekozawa-senpai." Kyori's clients seemed to squeal at nearly every word he said to me. I nodded as I gulped and quickly escaped to my Black Magic Club, pressing my back against the door once I was on the other side and it had closed. I threw my cloak and wig off as I marched toward a mirror- with the only thing enabling me to see my reflection being the dim candlelight. I saw bright red across my nose.

How could I be blushing because of a boy?

A/N: Ah well, that was nice start!

Haruhi: If you say so.

Hunny: Read and Review, everybody!