Anime/ Manga: Ouran High School Host Club
Genre: Romance/Humour/General
Pairing: NekozawaOC... (others will come along the line)
A.N: I don't know what the people's names are in the black magic club (save Reiko Kanadzuki), so there is going to be a very, very, high chance that the names aren't right. If they aren't, and you know what the actualy names are, please feel free to tell me. It would be greatly appreciated. If there are no specific names for those random members, then please go with the names I use, for this fanfiction ONLY! Also please don't put any flames. There is no point to them. They don't help anyone out, and everyone knows that everyone hates them. So please do the world a huge facour and keep your snotty, unwanted remarks to yourself. Like our grannies always tell us: "If you don't have anything nice to say, then don't say nothing at all ". Abide by this, and don't say anything mean! Although, constructive critisim is strongly advised. Now on to the disclaimer!
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club, nor do I own the characters from the manga and anime. I wish I did, but fantasies don't always come true. Sorry Rod, but that's a fact we all should know. I only own my OC, and if I own anything else, let me know! Now onto the story!
Ouran High School Black Magic Club: Prologue
The private Ouran Academy. Lineage comes first and money a close second. A place and lifestyle where the wealthy are possessed with idle hours. Presently, there exists six young and handsome male students that have used their time to form a Host Club. A club that is designed to entertain female students that hold and are burdened by their own surfeit of leisure time. The Ouran High School Host Club. But I'm not here to lecture you about that club. Or the Newspaper Club, and the Karate Club. Not even the American Football Club.
So the club has to be…you guessed it. The Black Magic Club. A club that fulfills their own needs through various sources of black magic. The traits of this club contrasts the gentlemanly Host Club like white writing on a black surface. And that's just what this club is. Black. Just like the materials they read, and the fabric colour of their chesterfield. Actually, that's burgundy…
Ominous and unnerving, their mischief is plainly seen. Especially on the days of their element. The days of the enigmatic. Their occult intentions are unknown still by many of the students at Ouran High School. They shelter themselves in a thick cloak and hide their faces. Only showing their creepy, all-knowing smirks.
Mocking everyone around them with the art of suggestion. 'the art of suggestion' here has the meaning of 'spontaneously placing curses on unsuspecting innocent students for no apparent reason whatsoever'. They are wicked through and through. Or are they?
I plan to put up only two or three more chapters today, but I shall put up the rest by the end of the month (by the rest, I mean to chapter 7)
please review and ja ne! ♥