Hi there, this is my very first Ouran High School Host Club fic; and I have to say that I published this because I'm looking for a beta reader who would like to help me with this and maybe any upcoming story I have in mind… If not, only for this one. I've been browsing for beta readers for a while but I decided that, instead of trying to look for someone who has the time and the interest until I find them, I'll let someone who has the time and the interest find this story and read the author's note so they can chose whether they want to pass sometime with me arranging this or not.
BTW, I did some research, however I'm not sure if anyone has written a story like this one (and I do hope no one has) so don't hate me if I'm mistaken please!
So, without further ado; onto the story data:
Story Title: Spooky Friday
Summary: Something goes wrong after Tamaki makes one of the biggest mistakes in his life, now, he and his friends have to face the consequences; their only hope is getting out of Ouran in time.
No. of Chapters: To be decided but possibly around 15 (a little more, a little less)
Chapter title: Prologue
Main Character: The Host Club (A little more onto Tamaki), Nekozawa.
Main Couple: No couples, just a tiny bit of implied romance.
Genre: Supernatural
Subgenre: General, Humor, Horror, Suspense
Authoress: Tamaruhikaru
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran Koukou Host Club in any way; this is purely fan-made and is in no way associated to the real owners or creator.
Prologue
*The Host Club is now open to business*
"You have no idea how dearly I've missed you, my princess."
"But, I came here yesterday…"
"A minute away from you feels like an eternity for me and it hurts just as much."
"KYAAA~!"
"Tamaki-Senpai never gets tired of this, does he?" Haruhi asked to no-one in particular as a sweat-drop ran down her forehead; the blond Host Club president was doing his job and he was just enjoying it. Besides, something was different that afternoon just as it was every Friday; apparently, weekends cheered him up to the point he received more hosts on Friday than on any other weekday because even the customers knew he was more loving and charming that day than the rest of the week; something Haruhi thought almost impossible.
"He isn't the customers' favorite for nothing, you know?" Kyouya answered writing something unknown to the girl on his always loyal notebook "His special charm has earned him his fame and you know he gets more caring on Fridays for being the last day of Host Club in the week, making him almost irresistible for the girls of the school."
"We always receive more customers on Fridays anyway." The brunette sighed taking a look at the rest of the Third Music Room; just as she said, there were quite a lot of customers with each of the hosts. Her customers and Kyouya's were waiting for them to get some tea, each of them had five girls to attend to at the moment, although, Kyouya had attracted 2 of them with some interesting conversation and the newest Host Club articles "I'm glad we didn't have to dress up today."
"Don't worry; Tamaki already planned our next cosplay for this Monday." The raven haired boy then turned to look at his female companion with a little amused smile as he re-accommodated his glasses on the bridge of his nose "He's just eager to see how you look dressed up as a raccoon."
"A…" Haruhi's brain suddenly stopped working "A raccoon?"
"Yes." Was the simple reply she received "At first he wanted to see how you'd look dressed up as a bunny but when Honey-Senpai heard about it he said it would make it look as if there were two Usa-chans and he didn't like that so he proposed to change it; it was Mori-Senpai who proposed the raccoon and, after Honey-Senpai and the twins agreed to it, Tamaki had no-other choice but to go along with it."
"But why was I the only one who wasn't informed about it?" It was not fair, just not fair "This is my costume we're talking about."
"We knew you wouldn't agree with the animal cosplay in the first place so, why losing our time with you?" Kyouya asked taking the tray with the tea, his back to the addressed girl and still maintaining his voice calm which had, more than once, angered the female first-grader.
"This…" Haruhi sighed as she took her own tray to take with the customers "Sometimes I wonder why I'm even friends with them."
"Haruhi-kun, it is so nice to have you back." One of the girls waiting for the after mentioned host greeted with a smile, Haruhi smiled back.
"It is my pleasure to be with you."
As the girls tried to start a conversation with their favorite host, the door of the Third Music Room opened, attracting the hosts' attention who wanted to see whose customer had just arrived; however, this time the door wasn't opened by a girl looking for a host to be with, but by the Host Club self-proclaimed manager herself; Renge who had a thoughtful expression on her face while looking at a cloth in her hand, something that caught the attention of the club members being that their manager was usually very loud and outspoken and she also had opted for the door rather than her usual rising platform.
"Ah, Renge-kun; you're finally back." Kyouya excused himself with his customers to walk towards the newcomer "How did everything go?"
"…" There was no answer, the first-grader just kept her gaze on the object she was holding.
"Ahem." Kyouya cleared his throat snapping the brown-haired girl out of her trance, she looked up at him and immediately hid the object behind her back with a gasp.
"Ah… Hello Kyouya-Sama… Did you say something?" A shiver ran down Renge's back the moment she saw the look Kyouya was giving her; he hated to be ignored and she knew that, somehow, she had done just that.
"As a matter of fact, I did." The rest of the hosts excused themselves with the customers in order of going to see what was going on; a dark aura surrounded Kyouya's being and they had to be there in case their administrator needed any kind of assistance… Or in case there would be a 'Kodak moment', whatever they liked the best "I asked if everything went okay."
"Ah! Of course, of course; everything is just fine." Range assured waving a hand in the air nervously while she forced a smile for her Senpai.
"Where were you?" The twins, being the first ones to reach her, asked in chorus looking down at her curiously.
"Just arranging some things for the Host Club." The questioned girl answered moving a little to the side trying to keep the twins' gazes away from whatever she was hiding behind her back, unfortunately, she had to move quickly again for the pair of third-year students walked up to her from the side opposite to the twins, Haruhi had taken a spot between the twins and Kyouya to join the conversation.
"Renge-Chan," Honey started holding Usa-Chan close to him "What are you hiding behind your back?"
"I don't have anything on my back!" Range answered a little too quickly and loudly, making the hosts give her a 'Yeah-right' look, the manager sweat-dropped and opted for changing hands just like a child would do; showing the now free hand to the people in front of her "See?"
"Renge-Chan, you sure you're okay?" Haruhi asked looking directly into Renge's eyes trying to find the truth behind all this "You look nervous."
"Ha! What are you talking about, Haruhi-kun?" Renge asked rubbing the back of her head. She gave a step backwards only to feel a hand rounding the wrist she had behind her back not letting it move an inch; Renge didn't have to turn her head to know who was the one behind her, but knowing who was the one about to discover what was in her hand made her even more nervous so she only tried to keep her fist clenched, however, her captor was stronger than her and managed to open her hand sooner than expected "Wait, Tamaki-San!"
"What are you so worried about? Is this a love letter for me or something?" Tamaki joked letting go of the manager's wrist so he could take a good look to the piece of cloth that was now in his possession.
"Tamaki-San, I think you should give it back." Renge requested fearfully, but her words went into deaf ears as the Host Club President continued untangling the yellow mass.
"Come on, I just want to see what this- Eh?" Tamaki finally opened his eyes wide to see what exactly was in his possession "B-"
Yellow clothing which covered from his hand to his mid-forearm.
"Be-"
Big eyes with black slits that formed the iris.
"Beelz-"
Two triangles formed ears and two more formed arms
"Beelzen-"
And a small mouth was smirking deviously at him, ready to eat him alive.
"BEELZENEF!!!!"
"I told you to give it back." Range sighed with a hand on her forehead as she saw her blond Senpai about to faint for the sight of the puppet he was holding.
"Beelzenef! Beelzenef! Beelzenef!" Tamaki yelled pointing a finger to the puppet that was still in his grasp; he was just too scared to let go of it "Beelzenef!"
"We already know the cat's name, milord." Hikaru said with a roll of his eyes, his brother rested an elbow on his shoulder just to be more comfortable.
"But why did you have it, eh?" Kaoru asked directing his attention to Renge who sweat-dropped before laughing nervously.
"It's a simple story actually."
"It doesn't matter how she got it!" The blue-eyed teenager yelled to his friends really freaked out with the situation "We have to get rid of it; do you have any idea of what would Nekozawa-Senpai do if he finds his evil puppet in here?!"
"Don't worry, Tamaki-Senpai." Haruhi said rising her hands signaling the second-year student to relax; it was futile "We just have to take it down to the Dark Magic Club and everything will be fine."
"Nothing will be okay! We've been cursed! You hear me? Cursed!" Tamaki continued yelling running in circles around the other Host Club members; all his awaiting customers forgotten, his brain was now busy thinking on everything the dark boy could do to them now that they have been cursed by the terrific doll in his hands "Okay, it can still be repaired; all we need to do is-"
"Beelzenef?" A voice called out in a somber tone as the now black door opened slowly, a hooded head peeking in "Are you here?"
"AAAHHHAAA!" That was the end, it was the end! Tamaki gave a few steps backwards trying to get as far away from the senior as fast as he could, his race came to a sudden halt due to the table that was on his path "He's here!"
"Beelzenef?" Nekozawa called again now entering into the Third Music Room, staying in the shadows as much as he could. His blue eyes scanned the area in search of his precious doll; at first, he thought he would need to keep looking but then, his eyes caught sight of a familiar piece of clothing in the center of the room right in the hands of a shaking host "Ah, Suou-kun; you have found Beelzenef."
"I… Well…" The motioned boy ran out of words, he was still too shocked to say anything coherent; it got worse when the other Club President started walking over to him, not paying attention to anyone. Tamaki saw Nekozawa's eyes that seemed to burn holes trough the puppet and his own chest, the way he was nearing him not only managed to scare him to death but the customers were startled as well, they were know looking timidly at the scene; it was the Prince type's reaction what got them alerted in the first place.
"Now, can you give it back to me?" A pale hand with long fingers extended to the one holding Beelzenef at the moment, hoping to receive it directly, blue eyes searched for another pair of blue eyes under messy dark hair, but this distraction only got the older teen a little impatient "Now!"
"Yah!" Tamaki moved both of his hands to his back trying to find some support on the table behind him, and he found it, but the hand that was holding the claimed treasure landed on an unexpected place.
The noise of porcelain breaking stopped everyone dead on their tracks; the only body part everyone was moving was the head, right to the source of the noise: A now broken expensive white cup which happened to be full of tea that currently was all over the table, the plate the cup was resting on and… all over Beelzenef…
"Eh!" At the moment it didn't matter if his hand was red, or the burning sensation on it, not even the curiosity of knowing if he had any cuts for the broken cup was Tamaki's main worry; it was Beelzenef's new look; his originally pale yellow body was now light brown and it was all wet "Ah…"
"My…" No-one was sure, but they could have sworn Nekozawa's voice was shaking "My dear Beelzenef…"
"D-Don't worry, Nekozawa-Senpai!" Tamaki exclaimed with his body facing the table while he kept his eyes on the elder boy over his shoulder, his hand moving over the table trying to grasp something, anything that could help him clean up the mess "I'll just clean it up with this soft napkin I found."
"Tama-Chan! That was my strawberry cake!" Tamaki's hands stopped moving as his head turned a little more to the side, his blue wide eyes meeting with a pair of brown teary ones that belonged to none other than Honey who tried to find some soothe on his pink bunny. The nervous blonde took his gaze away from his small friend and back to his hands to find that the puppet was not only drenched with tea, but it was now also smeared with strawberry cake.
"My… My poor Beelzenef…" Nekozawa's voice was defiantly shaking this time; his hand was still outstretched towards Tamaki who was even more terrified than before causing his brain to work slower than the rest of his body.
"Tamaki, give Nekozawa-Senpai the puppet back." Kyouya suggested knowing fully well his best friend was about to explode from stress; what an interesting turn of events had this apparently-normal Friday taken.
"Just do it." Mori instructed, but, again; Tamaki was not paying attention to them and they knew that only meant more problems.
"Look, it's no big deal; it can be arranged with some water. Watch this!" The Host Club President need water and it couldn't wait; having the water too far away from where he was standing and thinking on the easiest way of solving the problem, he took the closest source of water he had in sight: The vase full of red roses that was on the same table he had been using for the last few minutes. Tamaki threw the water over the already dirty puppet, only to discover the water was already tinted a light green from the flowers' stem which was no surprise considering the water hadn't been changed since Thursday night and the roses were going to be taken away that evening after the Host Club was closed "Oh."
"…" By this time, the puppet's owner didn't have strength to say anything else; not after seeing how badly his beloved companion was being treated by that light-lover monster.
"Tamaki-Senpai, stop it now!" Haruhi yelled getting angry at her pseudo-father; it was obvious he was trying to make things better but he was only making it worse and worse. If he didn't stop soon, he could get in serious trouble with the Dark Magic Club creator.
"Milord, just leave it at that!" The Hitachiin brothers followed the others' lead but it was obvious their king was not going to listen to them.
"We'll… We'll send it to the dry cleaner's in a moment, just let me dry it off at least a little bit!" Tamaki proposed running towards a window and opening it quickly, he extended his arms so that Beelzenef was outside receiving all the fresh air as to make it dry off faster. The Prince type moved his arms up and down animatedly thinking he was finally doing something right.
"This… Senpai, I think you should take Beelzenef back inside before it falls down." Haruhi proposed carefully; she had to make him understand somehow he was doing no good with what he was doing, Tamaki turned to her moving his arms around more wildly as to complete his task sooner.
"No need to worry, Haruhi; everything is under control!" As soon as these words left his mouth, the inevitable happened: The drenched puppet found its way our of their captor's hands and towards the concrete floor of the patio "No- No!"
"Beelzenef!" Nekozawa screamed running to the window trying to catch his beloved cat-doll, the rest of the Host Club and all the customers ran to the window trying to take a good look to what would happen. As if time slowed down both, Tamaki and Umehito, tried to reach the falling puppet almost falling off the window themselves had it not been for the other hosts taking hold of them to keep them steady; both presidents followed the descend with their eyes, their mouth still wide open from screaming so loud. After what seemed like hours, Beelzenef finally touched the ground looking up pleadingly to its master asking for help.
"Perfect!" Tamaki yelled right after, successfully being pulled back into the room along with his Senpai "Now we just have to go get it, no big deal."
"Uh, Tamaki-kun." One of the girls called turning away from the window towards the blond.
"Be patient, my princess." Tamaki replied with a smile that could make any girl faint but it did not have the desired effect this time, seeing this, the host opted for finishing his phrase "I shall be right back with you in a moment."
"No, it's not that;" The customer said with a shake of her head and pointing out the window "Bee… The puppet is been kidnapped."
"What?!" Tamaki and Umehito ran back to the window and saw, much to their dismay, that the lady was right; a small dog had taken Beelzenef in his muzzle and was running away with it; paying no mind to the yells for him to go back and leave the new toy he had found.
"Hey, come back here! Beelzenef isn't yours; it's Nekozawa-Senpai's!" Tamaki yelled fiercely trying to stop the dog with his voice, which was a fruitless try as the mutt continued his way out of Ouran High School "NO! Come back! We'll be doomed if we don't get Beelzenef back!"
"Beelzenef! Beelzenef come back!" Nekozawa called to his precious companion, some tears fell down his cheeks, joining Tamaki's weeping "He's gone!"
"…" No-one said anything for a while; two boys were crying in a corner together and there was nothing good enough they could say to make anything better.
"I… I'm sorry." Tamaki apologized "Bu… But there's nothing to worry about, right? I mean, you can always get a new Beelzenef to play with like the one you give to anyone who joins your club."
"What?" Nekozawa suddenly stopped crying to turn his head looking straight at Tamaki who kept his gaze to the front instead of facing the third-year student "What did you say?"
"Yes, you can use a new Beelzenef; you have plenty of them."
"A. New. Beelzenef?" The Dark Magic Club president's body stood high looking menacingly down to the younger boy who was regretting turning his gaze to the person he was talking to; he could clearly see the blue eyes from under the dark wig and they had fire within them. Tamaki felt fright run through every vein of his body, a shiver ran down his spine, his muscles tensed and he started to sweat; what did he do?
"B-but, what did I say?"
"What did you say?!" If anyone ever thought Kyouya looked scary when he was annoyed or that Honey had bad mood if woken up from his nap it was because they had never seen Umehito Nekozawa when he was angry; not even the idea of the rage of the 'Low BloodPressure Demon Lord' and the 'Low Blood Pressure Beast' together was near as scary as the sight before everyone inside the Third Music Room; Tamaki was on his own, no-one gave a step to help him: No-one was dumb enough to get their own life in danger "This is all your fault!"
"It-It was an accident!" The blond retorted covering himself with his hands not daring to look at the newly awoken Demon-beast directly "Be-besides I didn't take it; it was-"
"I DON'T CARE!" The elder cut his schoolmate off with his booming voice, his dark aura getting bigger by the second "You have infuriated me! You have decided you fate! You shall suffer for what you did and for your hurtful words! Mark my words Tamaki Suou, this will not stay like this; you will pay!"
The air got colder to the point it froze everyone on their spot; Nekozawa threw one last menacing look to the blond shaking boy and then to the rest of the Host Club before running out of the room, the door back to normal. Silence reigned over the room, the only sound there was Tamaki's teetering knees and teeth. They stayed like that for a couple of minutes or so until someone finally decided to speak up.
"Way to go Milord…"
TBC…
Again, I'm hoping to find a beta soon; I mean, I want to make sure this gets just as interesting as it can get and I would like some help with grammar and vocabulary too. Also, I'll get Tamaki a little out of character in the upcoming episode and I want it to be intense; then he'll be back to where he was and if there is anyone out there who can help me make sure the characters don't get too out of character even under the situations I'm going to make the characters go trough it would be much appreciated!
Thanks for taking your time reading this; hope I can get a beta soon to make sure the first official chapter will be perfect for anyone out there who reads it… If anyone gets interested in this fanfic, that is…
Well, you get my idea, but I want to get yours too; feel free to leave a review (Signed or Anon) telling me what you think of this prologue: I'll reply to each an every review no matter if it's only one (Flames will be left to burn forever in the page alone). Remember, I still need a beta; anyone interested?
Next chapter: Tamaki is way too nervous to think clearly, a drastic change for his attitude…
