Warning: this may contain strong language, violence, made up black magic, hints of Shounen Ai (the twin's shenanigans') some harassment/misunderstandings and bad writing. This is my first fanfic out in public please be nice and thank you fore reading this. Pleas review
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot and Misaki =3
The Curst Host
By Sleepless95
Ch.1
Half an hour before the clock tower rang to signal the students of the elite Ouran Academy that they need to head to their classes, as a black Ford Chevy pulled up to the school gate's all the students turned and looked at the foreign vehicle to see who was in it.
After about two minutes past some one finally got out of the vehicle, the one that got out of the car was a young that wore a blood red t-shirt with a white spray paint smiley face design on it he had baggy light blue jeans and some black skater shoes, the young male had two different colored eyes the right one was a deep red while the left was a eclectic yellow, both this ears were pierced he had plan silver ball earrings he had most of his heir hidden under a white hat but some of his bangs hung out the side it was a platinum blond colored heir, as he turned to look at the school he found him self in the position that he hated, every one was staring at him.
A faint blush appeared across his face, he held his head down and made a b-line towards the schools entrance with his head still looking down so he didn't look where he was going callusing him to crash into a pair of red headed doppelgangers successfully knocking all three of them down, when he pushed him self up he found that he was on top of both the doppelgangers he earned a grown from both the boys under him, then he could hear some ear piercing high squeals from about every girl that wasn't fighting a nose bleed or passed out on the ground, when he realized the incredibly embarrassing position he put them in he quickly got off them, his light blush turned into a medium red he held his hands up in a way that said 'my bad' as he tried to speck in a frantic voice filled with panic.
"I'm so sorry, are you two ok?" he asked his head down even more than it had been so that no one could see how red his face was.
"Well if you were carful." one said "Than this wouldn't have happened." As the other finished his twins sentence, as the twins got up they looked down on the boy who was still sitting on the ground in front of them.
"Still I am sorry that was rely embracing, I was gust trying to get in to the building." said the boy.
"What ever you say, anyway this is my brother Kaoru and I'm Hikaru." Hikaru said "So what's your name?" asked Kaoru, this made the boy jump at the question but still answered.
"M-m-my name i-is Misaki." The boy stuttered.
"So Misaki what's with the get up your wearing?" Hikaru asked.
"And how cum you won't look at us?" asked Kaoru.
"To answer the first question I'm wearing this because I gust transferred here and I haven't gotten my uniform or schedule yet." Misaki said then pulsed at the second question.
"And?" the twins asked.
"Ok ill show you two but don't freak out when you see." Misaki said a little shaky.
"All right." The twins answered together.
"No you have to promise not to freak, its really embracing." Misaki said a little stern now.
"Ok we promise not to freak out about the thing your going to show us." The twins said in unison with their hands over their harts, with that being said Misaki closed his eyes and slowly raised his head and spoke.
"All right are you ready?" Misaki asked
"Yep go on." Hikaru said with a nod, and then Misaki slowly opened his eyes and looked at the twins, this did shock the twins to say at the least.
"Ok now that you've seen my eyes, can you show me the way to get to the office so I can get my stuff?" Misaki asked.
The twins looked at each other and a cheesier grin appeared on both of their faces, then they turned to Misaki grins still present.
"All right will help you" Hikaru said "But only if you come to are club after school" Kaoru finished.
"Um, ok what ever." Misaki said in a slight disturbed voice do to the grins he got, and having no clue to what he just agreed to.
"All right lets go, but first we have some thing we need to collect." said Hikaru.
Then they where off to look for this thing, the trio walked down the hall, well it was more like the twins lead the way and Misaki just followed trying to keep his head down, when they came to a library they walked in and Misaki wondered 'what could we possibly be looking for?' and as if the twins read his mind the twins grabbed his arms and led him to a table where a brown haired boy was reading.
When the twins led/dragged Misaki to the table they let go of him to pounce on the poor boy, with a grown the boy under the twins pushed them off him, he looked like he was going to yell at the twins when he noticed Misaki standing next to the group with his head down, so the brown haired boy walked up to Misaki and stick out his hand to him and spoke.
"Hello there, my names Haruhi Fujioka, it's nice to meet you." Said the boy, Misaki weakly took hold of the other boys hand and shook it.
"H-hello Haruhi I'm Misaki Shema." said Misaki, then something caught his attention, he closed his eyes and went face to face with Haruhi and sniffed him, causing the boy to blush a little, and this action caught all three boys off guard then Misaki lend back with his eyes still closed and he coked his he to the side like a dog would when confused and he spoke.
"Haruhi this may sound strange but are you- are you a girl?" Misaki asked making the twins jump at the question, but Haruhi just kept a strait face.
"Yah I'm a girl, but how could you tell?" Haruhi asked.
"I could smell it." Misaki replied
They all paused and looked at Misaki questionably.
"What? Did you just say you could smell it?" the twins asked.
"Yah, she has the sweet fragrance of Sakura blossom shampoo I believe, am I right?" Misaki asked.
The twin's tern to Haruhi who nodded and said a simple yes.
"All right now can we get my stuff?" asked Misaki
"All right" they all replied and left for the office.
To Be Continued.
