Helllllllllo Everyone! This is going to be my first Ouran fanfic! So excited!
Feature Pairings TamaHaru and KyoOC and hints of HikaHaru. I would like to specially thank my friend Loveme731 and Emily for some great plot idea THANK YOU! And ENJOY
Declaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club (Maybe in my dreams…)
Exceptions
After the accident at the bridge, everyone expected some progress between Haruhi and Tamaki. Didn't it make sense to for a commoner girl like Haruhi to fall in love with Tamaki, the minute he jumped out of the carriage to save her from falling off the lake?
But Tamaki won't admit it, or rather, he's just too stupid to realize his feelings toward Haruhi. For he still uses the word "my beautiful daughter" when addressing the flower of the host club.
And Haruhi? Haruhi could have and should have fall for him many centuries ago, if she was a normal girl. But, Haruhi is Haruhi, she's not the kind of person that dreams of a prince charming. Which is probably why Tamaki treasure her so much.
As the shadow king, Kyoya realized long before Hunny or Mori that Haruhi would very likely to become the special girl in Tamaki's life.
He made chances for them
But they seemed to be too thick to figure out
He would have everything in control if nothing went wrong
Things never go wrong under his plans, and his predictions never fail. He is the master at manipulating people. The real king of the game.
But…just as how Haruhi wound not fall for Tamaki easily…there are always exceptions…
She stood there, looked up to the sculpture enchased door labeled as The Third Music Room. Without much more than a second of hesitation, she pushed open the golden door with both hands. There was a flash of blinding light, rose petals flew before her eyes (and into her eyes… ?)
"WELCOME TO THE OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB!"
The six hosts greeted her with warm and charming smiles. And before she could react (or rub her eyes), the blond price was up in front of her face, he took her gaze carefully and asked, "I had never seen you before, my fellow princess, are you new in Ouran?"
"Yes." The answer was straight and flat. Not at all the squeaks Kyoya had expected.
"Now there's another exception…" Kyoya thought to himself. The girl had long, straight black hair that was pulled into a lose ponytail. Her pure black eyes quickly scanned the hosts, lingering momentarily on Haruhi, and then back to Tamaki.
"Um," Tamaki was a little dumbfounded by the reply, but he quickly drew back into host mood. "It's a pleasure to have you here at the host club, I wonder which type would a beautiful lady like you prefer?"
"What types do you have?" She said, stressing the word type. Making them sound like dishes on a diner menu. Her eyes glanced at the hosts again, this time her eyes stoped on Kyoya.
Tamaki, on the other hand, not noticing her gaze, continued, "We had the cool type (Kyoya), the wild type (Mori- A/N I can never understand why Mori is the wild type! Like, he never talks and was always so calm!), the short-loli type (Hunny), the little devils (Hatachiin brothers) type and," Tamaki hesitated for a second, "and the natural type (Haruhi)."
"Hummmmm…" Her gaze never lefted Kyoya. And Kyoya, on the other hand, start feeling like they are being make fun off.
"Or do you prefer me? The king?" He seized her chin, made her involuntarily look into his purple crystal eyes.
"Enough with the disgusting speeches, Souh Tamaki," she did not even blush, which was what most of the girls would have done. The strange girl grabbed Tamaki's wrist and freed her head.
"What! How can you call my romantic instinct combined with talented wording disgusting? I will not allow…" Tamaki exclaimed in tears and was dragged away by the Hatachiin brothers before he could finish.
"Milord, quit overreacting, costumer first." The said simultaneously
Kyoya on stepped up to meet the eyes of the girl once again. "May I ask your name? Since you already seem to know us pretty well," Kyoya asked politely, yet his eyes showed no emotion.
"Mika Ootsuka, Third year transfer student in Ouran, raised in America, and had come here not for your entertain but for a challenge." She finished without a pause, then added, "Now we're even."
"Youngest Daughter of the Ootsuka Business company I suppose?" Kyoya looked into her eyes for a clue.
"Yes, I must commend you for knowing me- third son of the Utari medical company." She smiled just as coldly. Her eyes so deep and unreadable, she didn't need glasses to hide her motives.
"Welcome, why don't be talk about this challenge of your later? The Club is open to customers today at this moment."
The room temperature seemed to drop suddenly, as the words became swords and dueled silently in the room. They stared at each other tensely.
Hunny started moving forward to break the tense with force, only to be stopped by a very serious look from Mori.
Haruhi felt like she could have frozen right there on the chair if Tamaki hadn't broke free from the prison of the twins and made his way towards her.
"Don't worry Haruhi! Daddy will protect you from that evil witch!" He proclaimed as he blocked Haruhi from Mika, who is standing in the middle of the room, turned to look at him in a funny way.
The time froze, the twins wanted to laugh but didn't dare. 5 pairs of eyes focused on her black orbs, waiting for her reaction. Tamaki pretended as a knight in front of Haruhi, and Haruhi just rolled her eyes.
Suddenly, swift as a swallow, she stride fast toward Tamaki, who went into defense position. And before Hunny could leap over to stop her, she lean forward and…
…and lightly kissed Tamaki on his cheek
A/N
Cherrygirl: Well, that wasn't as good as I want it to be, but it's a start o
What would happen to Haruhi seeing another girl kissing Tamaki before her eyes? Hummmmmm…. And what does Mika want from the Host Club? Read on and find out! I'd love some reviews to recharge me sprit!