The Phantom's First Day

Ouran Academy, a prestigious private school located in Bunkyō, Tokyo, Japan, was my new school. My parents, even though they kept me a secret from the public, wanted me to have a great education. My disguise was less than perfect, but it somehow worked. My black trench coat fluttered in the breeze as a spring wind rushed through my long brown hair; however, my black rim hat remained in place. I was covered from head to toe in black, except for my face. On the right side of my face I wore a white mask that was perfectly sculpted to fit my face without strings. The mask covered my… imperfections, and it also concealed my true identity. I walked onto the grounds with my acoustic guitar case in one hand and my book bag in the other, when an orange haired man stepped in front of me.

"You're in my way;" I said "could you please move?"

"You're new here, I can tell," the man said.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I am Kaoru Hitachiin," he answered.

"KAORU," a voice yelled in the distance "WHERE ARE YOU?" Suddenly, another man with orange hair ran towards Kaoru.

"Hikaru," Kaoru whispered loudly.

The man that I assumed was Hikaru wrapped both of his arms around Kaoru's waist and touched his forehead to Kaoru's. "You shouldn't run off like that brother," he whispered seductively "I was worried sick about you."

"Oh Hikaru," Kaoru whispered back "it means so much to me that you cared." At this point I honestly felt sick to my stomach.

"Well," both of them spoke in unison "what do you think about the school so far?"

I spoke with honesty, "There is nothing about this whole scenario that doesn't make me so disgusted I want to violently vomit out my own internal organs. I despise you both so intensely that I can't tell if my vision is blurry from my recent near-death experience, or from my unforgiving rage. If allowed, I will gut you with an honest-to-god smile on my face...and then proceed to paint my home with your very blood."

I saw sweat drop from both of the brothers' faces. "Now will you please get out of my way?" Before I even finished me sentence, they ran off leaving clouds of dust behind them.

I smiled, "I think that I'm going to like this place."

I explored the halls until I found a room that said: 'Music Room #3'

"I could put my guitar in here," I said "I bet they won't mind having a guitar in a music room."

When I opened the door, I came face to face with a group of young men about my age in their blue school uniforms.

I paused for a moment and said, "… This is a music room, right?"

"This is the meeting place of the Ouran High School Host Club," the tall blond one said "I am Tamaki Suoh, the club president."

"Does it really look like I care who you are?" I asked removing my hat.

"Excuse me," I turned to my left and saw a man with brown hair and brown eyes with a saucer and a cup of tea "would you like some tea?"

I smiled, "Not right now, maybe later."

"Okay," he backed up and joined the rest of the group in front of me.

"Look," I said "can I leave my guitar here while I have class?"

"No you can't," two familiar voices spoke in unison.

"Sempai's," the brown haired one with the tea spoke up "why can't he leave it here, it won't get hurt or anything, what's the problem?"

"He scared us, Haruhi" they both said.

"If it's because of the clothing I'm sorry, but I can't change them because of my parents' orders," I said.

"You threatened us!" They both yelled.

"Oh right," I rubbed the back of my neck "that happened."

"Look here," Tamaki approached me and met me face to face "first off: you shouldn't threaten people, especially members of the club. Second: you have to wear the school uniform or else you'll be expelled.

"Please don't get on my bad side," I said.

"What could you possibly do to me?" He asked.

I turned us so that the left side of my face was facing the group, and then I took off my mask. He screamed like a girl and ran to the furthest corner of the room yelling "COVER IT, IT'S HIDEOUS!"

I put on my mask and said, "On that note, I'm off." I put on my hat "I might see you people at lunch."

Later at lunch, I sat at a table by myself, and they didn't come to eat with me. Instead, a pretty blond woman sat across from me.

"Hello," she said nervously "m-my name is Aimi Isobe. T-the other girls were wondering: what is your name?"

I glanced at her and saw the nervousness in her eyes. Either she was utterly terrified because of my appearance, or she was 'in love' with me. "I have no name, but people call me 'Phantom'."

"Oh okay," she brushed her hair behind her ears.

"Excuse me," I looked to my left and saw Haruhi "can I talk to you for a second?"

"Sure," I answered, but remained seated.

"In private?" he crossed his arms and scowled at me.

"Oh," I said "right. Aimi, I have to talk to Haruhi, but I'd love to talk to you some other time."

She blushed and curled her hair around her index finger, "Alright." In less than five seconds after I left my table, the table swarmed with other women in yellow dresses asking Aimi about me.

"This place is mildly insane," I said.

"Tell me about it," Haruhi said.

The ground began to shake as a platform in the middle of the room rose with a woman standing in the center.

"I take that back," I said "this place IS insane."

"You there in the black coat," the woman had a microphone in her hand and was speaking into it "you have gained notoriety as an attractive man with a mysterious past, and you've only been here for a few hours. You would be a great addition to the Host Club if you would care to join."

"Um… I'll think about it," I said shrugging my shoulders.

"Great," she began to descend, "I'll be watching you."

A few moments after she disappeared, I asked, "Does this happen regularly?"

"You have no idea," Haruhi answered.

"So you're a part of the host club?" I asked him.

"Sadly yes," Haruhi said.

"And that president?" I asked.

"He's… beyond weird" Haruhi said with a grin on his face.

I rubbed the back of my neck once more, I kind felt a bit guilty for what I did to him… kind of. "Hey… sorry about before… you know…" I paused not too sure what to say.

"Don't worry about it," he said with a kind tone, and a simple smile. I smile at him and notice he didn't have a lunch, I didn't see any in his hands or at the table he sat before he came towards me.

"Don't you have a lunch?" I asked. Haruhi chucked slightly.

"I over slept and didn't get the chance to make one...I would have taken leftovers but I had a crazy night" he said.

"Oh...how about I threat you to lunch?" I said.

"No, no! It's alright," Haruhi insisted.

"Look," I said "there's nothing wrong with a couple of friends eating lunch together, is there?"

"Hmm…" he pondered my question for a few seconds "I guess not."

After a few minutes of talking and eating lunch, I noticed that people were staring at us… and there was a bush next to one of the pillars in the room.

"Why is everyone staring at us?" I asked.

"Well," he said setting his tea on a saucer "given that you're sitting with a member of the host club, everyone might think that you… swing that way. And as for the bush, it's probably the twins and Tamaki spying on us to see if you make a move on me."

"Do they have ANYTHING better to do?" I asked.

"I don't think so," she answered.

"You know," I said "you look like her."

"Who?" He asked

"My previous girlfriend," I answered.

"'Previous,' what happened to her?" He asked.

"She's…" my body began to tremble with sadness, which would not have been that bad if my hands were empty, but I was holding a cup of tea, "gone."

"Oh," he said "I'm sorry." He lightly brushed my arm; I flinched and spilled my tea onto his shirt.

"Oh Lord, I didn't mean to," I said.

"Its fine," he said "I'll just change in the music room." And then he left.

"Well I just screwed up my chance at friendship," I said to myself "I should go and apologize, But first I should probably clean up this mess."

When I walked out of the room, the twins and Tamaki emerged from the bush.

"My poor Haruhi… being forced on a date," Tamaki said in a whisperer. The twins gave an evil glare to each other as an idea came to mind.

"Maybe Haruhi should date him" Kakoru said.

"Totally! He's way better then Tamaki" Hikaru said.

"What?!" Shouted Tamaki.

The trio yelled and argued at each other for several minutes, until a man with glasses walked up to them.

"You do realize that Phantom is going to see Haruhi changing, right?" He asked.

They all paused and stared at each other in disbelief. "Don't you worry Haruhi, daddy's coming!" Tamaki yelled running out the door.

Meanwhile, I was outside of Music Room #3 and mentally prepared myself, and then I knocked on the door.

"I'm changing," Haruhi said "don't come in."

"Haruhi," I said "it's Phantom. I just wanted to apologize for spilling my tea on your shirt… it's just that…"

"No," Haruhi interrupted "I'm sorry. I touched you when you were clearly emotional."

I paused for a moment, "Will this affect our friendship?"

I heard him chuckle, "No, but you still owe me lunch."

"That sounds reasonable," I said.

"THERE HE IS!" Tamaki yelled as he charged me. "YOU THINK THAT YOU CAN SNEAK A PEAK AT MY HARUHI WHILE HE CHANGES?!"

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

He lunged at me and wrapped his arms around my waist. We both slammed into the doors and they flew open. I ended up on my back, and when my vision cleared, I saw Haruhi holding his shirt in his hands. However, I noticed that he was wearing a bra and that he had natural… assets… to fill them.

I yelled out loud, "Wait, WHAT?!"

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