I don't own OHSHC at all. I never thought of it. Sad isn't it? :'(

Chapter One

"A young girl, around five years of age, walked around the bustling streets of her home town. Minori, the five year old girl, was with her mother a few moments ago, in the busy market place that came every March and August. Minori's mother asked the young girl to find her apples, for the pie that she promised to make earlier that afternoon. But the young girl got lost after byeing the bag of red delicious apples. "Mommy! Mommy!" Minori yelled, in her soft, high pitched voice that she owned.

No one answered her. Minori began to cry, begging for her mother to -" I was interupted from my writing by my teacher asking me a simple question. I answered, and as usual, I got it correct and praised by my genious of a brain. Teachers. Before I continue, I guess the people reading this are quite curious about myself, the main character of this... story. My name's Kohaku Michiko. I have auburn colored hair, dark grey eyes, and pale skin, with a hint of freckles on both cheeks and alond the bridge of my nose. I love to read and write, so that's why you could see my story at the beggining. And just to let you know, so you don't find out later and begin to freak out, I'm 4 foot 9 inches and already engaged to a certain cute blonde. Just thought you'd like to know.

Anyway, the bell rang for a break before our next lesson. During that break, you could either 1) go to your club for a meeting 2) do homework early or 3) go to Music Room 3 for the Host Club. I don't have a number 1, and I don't like to do number 3 much, so I just do number 2; homework. Ahhhhhh. Knowlage that will probably be useless in the future. It feels kinda good to know things, doesn't it? Walking towards one of the many courtyards, in a yellow, uncomfortble yellow mushroom, I heard things no one sane would like to hear on a beautiful sunny and warm day. Squealing teenage girls with lots of time on their hands being entertained by teenage boys with way to much time on their hands. The dreaded Host Club. But I could make an exception for my soon-to-be husband.

Quickly walking past Music Room 3 open doors, I nodded to the ever busy Kyoya Ootori, the vice-president of the silly club. He nodded back in response, something that we do often, since my father and his father are great friends in both economics and relationships. We looked away, and before I could continue my way to a courtyard, I was hugged from behind by a pair of small arms and a pink, hand made bunny. "Kohaku-chan! Won't you join me and Usa-chan for some tea and cake today?" the owner of the arms and rabbit asked, in a childish, yet cute, voice. I couldn't say no to him about something like that, since I was betrothed to him. "Okay Mitskuni-kun," I said, turning around in the arms, and smiled brightly at the blonde haired boy.

And you guessed right! I was engaged to Mitskuni Haninozuka; the blonde haired and chocolatey eyed third year boy, and a host to the Host Club I never really liked. You wanna know why? Well, girls should of course find love, and I too sometimes liked to be flirted with, but they should save the money and find time to do homework. And I don't care if we're rich. If we save the money, we could use it to things we really need. That's why I go to MR3 (Music Room 3) every once in awhile.

Back to the real world, Mitskuni dragged me over to where a couple of his guests and Takashi was sitting, waiting for their favorite "little" boy in the whole, wide world. "Sorry to keep you waiting," Hunny said, smiling like he usualy does, the smile that almost made my legs turn into jelly. "I saw a really good friend of mine, and I wanted her to join in the fun! I hope that's alright for you," he continued, and at the last sentance, his brown eyes started to tear up. I guess I could confess about something. Anything cute that Hunny does, can make me melt into a pool of butter. Or chocolate. Or gravy. Man, thinking these things are making me hungry.

I guess I wasn't listening while I was explaining things and confessing, cause I felt the taller boy next to me pull me down next to him on the couch. Yes that's right, Mitskuni is taller then me by two whole inches. "Would you like oreo cream, like usual?" Hunny asked me, and I nodded. I didn't even dare to speak, after all that mushy stuff that I'm not used to. I could accidently express my love towards him. And yes, he knows that we're engaged too. But I think the ay he thinks about it, it's like marrying your long time friend, not someone that has always loved you since she was seven years of age, sitting next to you at the long dinning table, eating the big birthday cake for her birthday.

Handing me a slice of cake, Hunny went back to his hosting duties, and I just sat there and enjoyed my cake, until the plate was empty, only filled with little bits of cake crumbs. I nodded goodbye to Mori, the only one paying attention about my actions of getting up, and setting the porcilen plate down on the elegant coffee table. He nodded back, and I continued with I was doing before I was interupted by my fiance coming up and jumped on me. I continued on my way to a garden now, ready to do my waiting homework.

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The next day, I over heard one of my classmates saying that before the Host Club started during the next break, that someone else joined the club and brought instant coffee. The coffee I could only stomach, but it's not like I'll tell anyone but my pets; two rabbits, three chickens, a python, and lots of frogs, all in a different room, so they wouldn't disturb eachother so much. You know, like the snake eating a few of the frogs, or the chickens pecking at the rabbits. It would be a disaster.

But, back to the subject, I thought I'd like to pay a visit to the Host Club today. Am I feeling alright?, I thought to myself. I never go to the Host Club twice in one week. But as soon as the bell rung for the first break, I jumped out of my chair and rushed to the 3rd Music Room(3MR). Opening the door, I felt the rose petals glide past my face, and looked down so I couln't face the flash of the bright lights. But with my head down, I could hear the usual "Welcome," come from the boys.

Once I looked up, I could see seven, instead of the usual six from yesterday. Tamaki, the president, ran up to me and picked me up saying," My precious daughter has visited me again!" And no, I'm not his real daughter. After I came here for the first time, during the second year of high school, he started to call me his small child, or lovely or precious daughter, or his cute little girl. It gets annoying after awhile, but you get used to it quickly. After a quick round about twirl, I landed on the ground, a bit dizzy.

"Tamaki. Is it true you have a new member?" I asked, staring up at him, since he was taller then me. Stupid me for being born small and tiny, and Fun Sized. "Why yes we do! Would you like to meet him, maybe schedule an appointment?" Kyoya asked, an eyebrow raised in a 'come on, you know you want to' way. " I would like to meet him for a second, but no appointment today," I cleared up, moving my gaze from the president to his partner. "Of course. Haruhi! I would like you to meet Kohaku Michiko, daughter of the man who owns many famous marine biology corperations and the woman who is the mayor of one of our cities," the glasses covered boy said, talking to a boy - no wait, girl - with short brown hair and big brown eyes.

"It's nice to meet you Kohaku-sempai," the girl said, bowing a little. "Oh please. You don't have to be so formal," I said, waving my hands in front of my face, a light pink dusting my pale cheeks. "And Kohaku-san, this is Haruhi Fujioka, our new member," Kyoya finished. "And it's nice to meet you too, Haruhi-chan. And I have one question for you. How come if you're a Host, you're...," I looked around the room, already being filled up with yellow mushrooms with long or short hair. "A girl? " I whispered, and apparently, the men around us froze, except Kyoya and my third year pals. "I told you she would find out Tama-chan," Mitskuni said, tugging on his president's arm, who was still frozen from shock.

"Well. I broke something very valuable," she started, and I continued, saying that she couldn't pay for it so she's working it off. Everyone nodded, and then I told her something I will tell any girl that's in a group full of lots of boys. "If they do anything bad, wrong, or scary to you," I said, reaching up to touch her shoulder in comfort," just let me know and I'll beat them up for you." "O-Okay," she said. I think she isn't used to being told about this by a super short young lady. "Good. I'll see you boys later then," I said, and I winked at Haruhi, letting her know that I would keep her secret locked up tight in my secret drawer in my brain.

So how was it? It's the first time I ever did something like this, so I would love your feedback. But nothing mean. I'm so gentle! I might BREAK! :'( Nah. Just kidding. Me strong. You will break. But seriously folks, nothing mean, okay! GOT IT! YOU ANSWER ME YOUNG READERS! NOW! OR YOU'LL BE IN BIG TROUBLE! :(