Late April

Ouran Academy's cherry blossoms were a brilliant shade of pink today. They fell slowly to the ground or atop students heads gracefully. So you could imagine it was quite peaceful walking to my home room today.

Now here I am at my desk, reading a book and waiting for first bell to ring.

I've been working diligently this year so far to keep my grades up as best I can. Staying on my parents good side's has been my top priority ever since I was little. I'm a second year now. Class A. And I'm still not passing Maths without having to work really hard for it. The only subjects I enjoy are P.E. or English class. I've never really liked school that much because of all the expectations placed on my shoulders by my parents to be an amazing daughter, belonging the very important Hasegawa family. Maybe the reason I struggle is I just don't care that much anymore. Why should I? Its not like Im going to be rewarded, no matter how hard I try. I frowned slightly and closed my book.

I sat there for a moment more. A few more minutes passed. Glancing up my eyes widened and saw a familiar brown-haired girl rushing towards me. I was ready for impact!

"Hanae!" She pulled me up from my seat and hugged me hard.

"I-I. Um Asami I can't breathe!" I blurted out. I breathed out relieved as she let me go and my lungs filled up with air again. Wow that girl was strong.

"Hehe. I'm sorry Hanae." She said as she sat down in her seat next to mine. I popped my back and moved my shoulders around a little. "It's Okay. Asami."

"I can't help but do that every time I see you! I haven't seen you much lately!" She smiled brightly. She was a little spoiled but she was alright. I know she definitely helped herself to her parents money and they never said no to her spending.

She had light curly brown hair to her shoulders and bright blue eyes. She was a really bubbly girl who talked a little too much. But I could always tell her what ever was on my mind. We met in middle school and we soon became friends.

She came over a little last summer. My parents would always act perfectly kind but only because Asami was the daughter to a business partner of theirs. She was right though about not being able to see each other a lot lately. We only have home room class together this year.

I smiled back and we continued talking for a short time until the bell rang and the school day started.

Soon it was time for lunch and Asami and I tried to rush to the cafeteria before most of the notorious Host Club's fans got there. We did find a good seat and sat down with our gourmet food. I picked up my delicate fork and slowly ate. My attention was soon drawn away from my lunch when I heard loud chattering.

A few tables across the room girls swooned and though no girls were lucky enough to sit with the Hosts, I could see they were still excited to be near. Me and Asami were close enough for me to get a good look at the group. To the left of the long table was a very tall short-haired guy.

He was looking down at a blond haired boy with a stuffed rabbit in his arms who was enjoying his cake very much. The kid doesn't even look like he is supposed to be on this end of the school, but he had a high school uniform on.' That's weird.'Sitting next to him was a pair of twins who were leaning over an empty seat and talking to another loud blond.

Their fight included some playful throwing of food and teasing. It was interesting enough that I kept watching instead and occasionally laughing. When the twins seemed pleased that they had won the fight they pulled away and the blond held his head in his hands. Actually there was a person in the seat in between I could see why I didn't notice before, the boy was very tiny. He seemed really annoyed, probably because of that obnoxious fight that happened right in his face.

In the very last seat to the right was a dark haired boy with glasses that was staring right at me with a curious look. Has he been watching me this whole time? I know had an equally curious look on my face. He pushed up his glasses and picked up a black book that was sitting on the table.

I turned back around in my chair. So that's what they look like. They don't seem like a normal crowd.

I wonder what it's like at the Host Club?

I shook my head and stared at my plate of food that was gone already.

I put my fork down and rested my chin on folded hands.

So what's their angle? Girls must not just go there to stare at handsome boys.

Well knowing this school's folk that could very well be the reason. I glanced at Asami who had already finished her food also and was now chomping happily on some strawberry cake.

These girls might do anything. I rolled my eyes. Asami seems like the type to do all that just for a crush. I thought back to middle school. Asami once had a huge crush on this guy named Seiji but then he had to move away. She would always talk about how she was going to tell him how she felt but she never did.

I remember the first day we came back to school and she suddenly came to me spouting that she met a real King with hearts in her eyes.

I was severely confused. She then explained (after I could calm her down) that the "King" she was talking about was Tamaki Suoh, the chairman's son. She said he is the leader of the Host Club. After much gushing over this "King" she told me she was going to go to the club after school.

She was determined more so than I had ever seen her before and almost had me interested enough to go.

I've wanted to go ever since that day. Maybe It would be fun. I couldn't though. I had to keep working in class. Besides who am I kidding? My parents would never let me stay after school for a stupid thing such as a Host Club.

I sighed deeply.

Then an idea that was absolutely ridiculous hit me. A brilliant thought that would never fit in with the dull reality of my life. An idea that would get me slapped for sure. It's risky for me so is this slightly unusual Club worth it?

Then I felt a slight tugging from somewhere. A need. I need to do this.

Next chapter

The Meeting