Heeeeeey guys! This is a crack version of Oh My Fancy Tuna, EponineInSpirit's successful Ouran Fanfiction. NOTE: The OCs and Host club have never met before.

You also don't need to read OMFT, as the characters are like new ones in this fic.

We are crossing over Ouran and the Hunger Games…

IT'S NOT MEANT TO BE SERIOUS. Or Sirius. Or any other type of Siri there is. And no, it's not meant to be the iPod/Phone Siri.

Hey Siri, do we, TheSneezingBagels, own Ouran or the Hunger Games?

Siri: No.

Thanks, Siri! :D

Here are the districts-

District 1: Tamaki- Éclair

District 2: Kyoya- Ekisho

District 4: Mori- Chari

District 6: Honey- Renge

District 8: Hikaru- Arana

District 10: Kaoru- Kokutan

District 12: Nekozawa- Haruhi

And the rest are just randommers. Katniss and Peeta are not born yet. They are just foetuses.

BTW- this is just a pilot chapter, so it will be short :)

Chapter 1- The Reaping.

The inhabitants of District 2, Panem, were silent as the annual reaping for the yearly Hunger Games was about to commence. Some of the heavily made up republicans stared at the cameras and pouted- some stood stock still, their hands clenched by their sides.

"Welcome to the Hunger Games . . . May the odds be ever in your favour."

Most of the girl's faces lit up brightly as the cameras swooped over the crowd. Sometime later, the rather large woman lowered her hand into the box filled with paper. She slowly produced a small slip of neatly folded paper and unfolded it.

"Kyoya Ootori."

The crowd turned to look at the boy. He pushed up his glasses with his ring finger and cleared his throat. He straightened his back and made his way through the crowd, his posture tense and, although no-one could see, his left hand was shaking. Once he was applauded, the woman changed boxes and drew out another name.

"Ekisho Darineh."

The black haired girl's eyes darted around confused, as everyone looked at her. Her mother, from the back, made a choking sound and covered her mouth with her hands. Ekisho, in the meantime, edged her way around the straight lines of children. Her legs wobbled as she slowly manuvered herself up the aisle. The woman started to speak again, but Ekisho couldn't hear her. She focused instead on her family in the back row, who applauded her. She smiled shakily.

In the far away district 10, the same process was taking place. The atmosphere was more frantic, the eyes of every inhabitant at the reaping wide and bulging. A man, this time, reached into the box and called out,

"Kaoru Hitachiin."

A red haired boy in the audience shuddered and his eyes welled up. He looked around, everyone was staring. No-one made a sound as he was pushed to the front. His face paled as he looked down on the swarm of disorderly people, his parents nowhere to be seen. They, after all, accepted a place in the district above theirs, with his twin brother.

"Kokutan Atakura."

A lean girl grabbed onto her friend's arm, who was next to her. Her friend patted her hand and wiped her eyes, telling her to go forward. Kokutan kept a stern face as she moved swiftly through the crowd, trying hard not to be noticed, which was impossible in the situation. She didn't want everyone to see her lips quivering; her eyes fill with salty tears.

And that was it. They knew they were going to die.

The tributes went to their hotel rooms that night. They were all the same; at least they didn't sort their accommodation standards by districts. In the room of district 4, sat the silent Mori. He knew he'd be here… the odds were not in his favour. He was accompanied by the bubbly Chari, who was oblivious to where they were and what was going to happen next. Their dinner was eaten in complete silence, with Chari opening her mouth to speak but not knowing what to say.

As the tributes fell asleep that night, they knew that tomorrow would be the day that counts, the day of first impressions.

Yay! We know it was short, but we wanted to see if this got some nice reviews. Speaking of reviews, please write one and we'll give you a cookie in the shape of your favourite host!

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TheSneezingBagels!