JAMES POV

My name is James. Just James. I have no last name. I can't. My family needs no last name, it would be pointless. Everybody knows who we are; it's almost impossible not to know. We rule the nation. . . I am Prince James III of England. My parents are King Alfred II and Queen Juliana of England. Recently, I turned 16, so my father and mother both agreed to send me somewhere I could get a really good education, and develop some social skills. So, they sent me to Ouran Academy in Japan, since I speak fluent japanese. . . and german. Anyway, apparently they, Ouran, have a "host club" in which one learns how to entertain guests, and flirt. Since I am one day going to be King, dad says I need to know just when and how to flirt. Don't ask why, that's the way he is. SO, here we go!

James fell onto his bed. The 9 hour flight had really taken it out of him, even if it was a jet flight. His room was small, well, small for a prince, but he didn't mind. He liked it, it was cozy. Geoffrey, his butler, brought up his luggage. Upon entering, he sniffed the air, noticing that it was sufficient, he walked in. The condo was not very large, one master bedroom and two smaller bedrooms. One for Geoffrey, and another for guests. It also had three bathrooms, two with showers. After Geoffrey had arranged his room the way he liked, he went straight out again and into James's room.

"Sir, you must excuse me, I know you are very tired, but we have to go into town to get groceries. As it stands, we have no food. This would also be a good opportunity for you to get to know the lay of the land." Said Geoffrey in his deep, bushy, British accent.

"Ahh, ok. If you say so. But then let's come home ok? I'm really beat." Said James in his meek yet pristine accent.

"Yes, yes, of course sir, you'll get all the sleep you need. And indeed you will need a lot of it! Seeing as how your first day is tomorrow. Really, I shall never understand why you decided to leave two days before school started." Said Geoffrey looking a bit stern.

"OH, come on! Let's just get on with it ok? The sooner it's done the sooner I can sleep!" Said James walking out the door.

They walked down the stairs and to the limousine. James had told his father that he didn't want a limo, but he insisted. Alfred wanted his son not to be noticed as a prince, but not mistaken for a commoner. So, the limo stayed. They drove to the mall, and James did most of the shopping, since Geoffrey couldn't read a lick of japanese, and could just barely talk to the cashiers.

"I am terribly sorry master James. I have failed as a Royal Butler. I tried my hardest to learn as much japanese on the plane, but it seem it was not enough. If it wasn't so damned HARD!" sigh "Will you still have me as your servant?"asked Geoffrey.

"Haha! Of course I will! Stop being silly. The whole family knows your the best butler a person could ask for. Besides, I thought we were friends! Friends don't just replace each other when one can't do something, right?"replied James.

"Well, I suppose so. . . but still. I shall make it up to you! Tonight, I will cook some tri tip steak! Perhaps we can even find some Irish Breakfast tea to go with it." smiled Geoffrey.

James, upon hearing his favorite meal, beamed with happiness. Needless to say, it was a good night. The next day however, was strange. James woke at 7:00 to get ready. He already had his uniforms, one for each day of the week, in his closet. However, he noticed that his set for today was laid out on his desk. 'Geoffrey' he thought. Well, that was his job. He got ready and walked into the kitchen, to find Geoffrey in his suit and apron, cooking breakfast. Beans on toast with Earl Grey tea.

"Ah, good morning sir! You are well I presume?" asked Geoffrey.

"Yes, a bit woozy, but I can manage. Thank you for the wonderful breakfast!" Replied James.

"Oh please, sir! I am only doing my duty, but onto more pressing matters. Today is your first day. So it's going to be challenging. First, you have algebra, then history, then biology, lunch and your first meeting at the host club, then-" but he was cut off by James.

"YESSS, I know my schedule, you don't have to remind me." He said.

Geoffrey was going to say something, but then simply smiled and nodded. After breakfast, they drove to school. James said goodbye, then gave Geoffrey a hug and run off. The first few classes went by fast enough. Nothing really exciting happened, except that in biology, some kid named Kyouya Ootori was eying him through the whole class. Then came lunch. James, having packed a lunch, went to Music room 3. He stood at the door. Then he took a deep breath, and open not only a door to a room, but to a whole new world.

That world, as it turned out, was very pink. The first thing James saw walking in, were seven, finely dressed people, all posing, as if waiting for him. It was such a beautiful site that he had to blink a few times just to make sure he wasn't dreaming. Slowly, he walked in, his eyes darting from side to side. The first one to approach (more like strut) him was a tall, blond, male who looked as queer as a three dollar bill.

"Why hellooooo there! And what brings such a beauty like you to our. . .humble abode?" said the blond, lustly.

"Ummm. . .I-I'm looking for the Host Club, sorry, I must have stumbled upon the Gay-Straight Alliance room. I'll be on my way." said James.

The blond adopted a blank stare, looking totally dazed. After about a minute, another boy walked up. This one was just as tall, but leaner, and had jet black hair. He also wore steel-rimmed glasses that have him the look of a deadly salesman. It was the same guy that was eying him that day!

"Hello, my name is Kyoya Otori. Please excuse my friend here, you are indeed at the Host Club. Now, how may I help you?" he said in a smooth voice.

"Oh, I see, well thank you! Im James, James. . . .uggh. . .James Cook? I'll be joining the Host Club from now on!" James managed to stutter out. 'My god, this man is gorgeous! I hope he's as gay as his friend.' he thought to himself.

"Ah, yes, James. We've been expecting you. I have been made aware of your history and I can assure you no one will know your true identity. Not even the other hosts are aware." he replied.

James mouthed a 'thank you' and went to meet the other hosts. Meeting mostly meant a hello and some polite exchanges of words. All of the other hosts were just as hot as the last two, till James thought he would die from blood loss. When he went to meet Haruhi, he was surprised. 'I thought girls weren't allowed to be hosts?' He shrugged it off and continued.

"Hello, my name is James, I'll be the new Host. Nice to meet you." He said, beaming a smile.

"Oh, great! I'm Haruhi Fujioka. Nice to meet you." she said.

She smiled sweetly, and despite being in a boys uniform, she looked very attractive. 'Maybe she's a lesbian? Or its just some sort of marketing plan. Well, I like it.'

"So, um, h-have you been a host for very long?" James asked quietly.

"No, I just started this year. Actually I feel like I've been here for years. These damn hosts are such slave drivers sometimes, but I think you'll do ok." she said.

James smiled. He hoped he would do well here. So far it looked like he would. But you never know...