"This is one strange school," Alexis commented as she climbed the steps of the Ouran Private High School.
Alexis Jones is the daughter of an American CEO and because of her love of Japan and anime, she convinced her father to let her go to school abroad. It didn't hurt that he met a rich family from Japan who recommended Ouran since the youngest son went there.
"I wonder why everyone told me to go to music room three," Alexis tapped her chin contemplating why every girl insisted that she go to that particular music room. "This must be it."
Alexis pushed open the door to the music room to be blinded by bright lights. Once her eyes adjusted, she came face-to-face with the Ouran High School Host Club.
"Welcome our little turtle dove," Tamaki extended his hand to the girl standing in the doorway. "Are you lost, my dear?"
Shock filled her face as she scanned the room. The girl said something in a language Tamaki didn't quite understand. "What was that my darling princess," Tamaki closed the distance between them, forcing the girl back against the door.
"Annoying," the girl mumbled, causing surprise and shock to turn Tamaki's face to stone.
"Told you you can be forceful," Haruki sighed and watched as Tamaki hid in a corner.
"Alexis, hello," Kyoya smiled gently. "I see your father registered you after all."
"Kyo-kun," Alexis noticed Kyoya for the first time, still frozen. "I hope not everyone lives in an anime world."
"Kyo-kun," Hikaru and Kaora exchanged looks of curiosity and mischief. "Who is this, 'Kyo-kun' and how did you meet?"
"This is Alexis Jones, she's the daughter of an American CEO. She was trying to convince her father to allow her to study here and our families happen to meet. My parents told her father the benefits of going to Ouran and he couldn't disagree."
"You two must have gotten along well if she calls you 'Kyo-kun'," Hani-senpai peaked out from behind Mori-senpai to look at Alexis who still stood against the door, twitching as though she wanted to escape but couldn't.
"We got along moderately well," Kyoya responded, walking up to Alexis. "She actually impressed my father and because of that he was so willing to speak with her father. It was rather strange, her Japanese dialect was spot on and her manners even exceeded my father's expectations. I must say, even I was impressed with her knowledge of my family and Japan in general."
'This girl-," Hikaru began.
"-Impressed even you," Kaora finished.
"It was rather strange, I will admit," Kyoya took the still silent Alexis and began escorting her to one of the couches. "When our parents began talking, we were sent away to socialize and Alexis ended sticking next to me."
"So, Miss Alexis has a crush on you," Tamaki seemed to recovered from his wounded ego. "So she followed you here."
"I don't have a crush of Kyo-kun," Alexis shouted briefly. "I just respect him."
"Sure," Hikaru sneered sarcastly.
"She was just fascinated with my family's business," Kyoya sighed.
"It was in your best interest to get along with me anyway," Alexis seemed to calm down more after Haruhi brought tea. "His family is doing business with mine still and as long we get along, there won't be any issues."
"Ooh," Haruhi understood. "Is that why you call him Kyo-kun?"
"Pretty much," Alexis took a sip of tea. "At first I was messing with him, seeing if her would correct me, but he didn't so I just continued calling him that. I've been fascinated by the Japanese culture since I first watched anime with a childhood friend so I began studying the language and culture along with my other studies. Father made sure I knew everything from our business and politics to academic things like music and art to everything in between."
"A well versed maiden," rose petals fluttered around Tamaki. "You are quite a rare flower. A delicate rose."
"With thorns," Alexis responded. "Get to close and you'll end up bleeding."
"So serious," Hikaru and Kaora spoke together.
"Alexis is a lot like you Kyoya-senpai," Haruhi commented.
"It would appear that way," Kyoya nodded.
"You have to be cold in America's business world," Alexis explained. "If you appear weak, you'll be taken advantage of, that's what my father taught me."
"What about your mother," Haruhi asked, and quickly noticed Alexis tensing up.
"We're about to start club activities," Kyoya started towards the music room doors. "Let's pick this up another time. Alexis, maybe we should meet afterwards to talk more?"
"Nah, I kinda want to stick around, if you don't mind," Alexis smiled. "I always wondered what goes on in your club anyway."
"Of course," Kyoya bowed his head slightly, giving a very generic smile as he opened the door to show many girls in yellow dresses ready to enter.
"By the way," Hani-senpai noticed Alexis wearing the same clothes as the host club. "Why do you wear a boy's uniform."
Alexis started laughing. "Why do you think? Do you want to wear those yellow, puffy dresses you call the girls' uniform. I would fall on my face after taking on step in it."
"They are quite frilly," Haruhi nodded.
"It is a staple of the feminine form," Tamaki boastered, taking on of the guest by the hand and twirling her into the room. "A delicate flower such as yourself shouldn't have to wear such common clothes that signifies manual labor. I am your slave, my dear, you need not lift a finger nor walk a step, for I will carry you to our eternity."
The girl blushed as Tamaki dipped her. "Oh, Tamaki."
The rest of the guests clapped and cheered as they filtered into the room. The hosts went off to welcome their guest and escort them to separate tables and areas of the music room, leaving Alexis on the couch sipping her tea. It was quite obvious that Alexis was indeed a girl, her hair went to the small of her back and was in waves, and her breast area did nothing to hide her feminine attributes either.
"Who's that," one girl asked Kyoya, noticing Alexis on the couch.
"That would be-," Kyoya explained.
"Allow me to introduce myself, my dear," Alexis left the couch and glided over to the girl. "I am Alexis, and who might you meet, our delicate flower?"
"Sakura," the girl blushed, not knowing what was happening.
"Ah, Sakura," Alexis smiled gently. "Like the cherry blossom, so delicate and beautiful. You my dear, are a rarity of itself, like a painting. You embody Leonardo Di Vinci's Mona Lisa, I want to know who exactly is behind that smile and beauty." Alexis bent down and took Sakura's hand, placing a kiss on the knuckles. "Won't you do me the honors of tell me more about yourself?"
"I-it would be my pleasure," Sakura's blushed deeped as she, and a few other girls, followed Alexis to the couch she was sitting on previous.
"This is going to be interesting," Kyoya smiled as his glasses caught the glare of the sun's lights.