Mira: I should really work on my Shugo Chara Fanime…

Hikaru: *puts arm around shoulder* But you love us better, right?

Mira: …uhhhh…

Kaoru: *puts arm around other shoulder* Ikuto has nothing on me! Right?

Mira: …I…but…

Honey: Right? You love us! Right?

Mori: …

Tamaki: Of course she does! Who can even think to compare to the marvelous Ouran High School Host Club?!

Haruhi: *sweat drop* A manga with a shorter name…?

Tamaki: Mom! Haruhi's being mean!

Kyoya: Dad…you should expect that from her by now…

Mira: *is overwhelmed* …ummmm…

Hisoka: …You're suffocating her…*sweat drop*

Multiples

An Ouran High School Host Club Fanime

Chapter 1

HISOKA'S POV

The top floor of South Campus. End room in the North Corridor. The unused and unattended Music Room. The Third Music Room to be precise.

Sound familiar?

It should, but I couldn't see the familiarity as I flew as fast as I could up the stairs and down the hallway. The sound of pounding feet echoed behind me. I sped up.

My name's Hisoka, by the way. Fujioka Hisoka.

I sped into the Third Music Room and didn't bother to close the door behind me. The six people standing and one person sitting didn't have time for the cheesy welcome wagon. I did a perfect baseball slide under the chair and came out on the other side with a small bruise on my elbow.

The twin boys with red hair peered at me curiously with golden eyes from either side. They were in my class; Hitachiin Hikaru-san and Hitachiin Kaoru-san. Hikaru-san was on my left with a small blonde boy with big brown eyes and an extremely tall black haired boy with equally dark eyes. Kaoru-san was on my right with Fujioka Haruhi, a girl with close cropped brown hair and brown eyes who was also in my class, and a bespectacled boy with black hair and black eyes.

"I'm not here!" I jumped backwards onto a bar that was holding the throne-like chair together and ducked down to hide my entire body.

Just then, the door slammed open.

"Hey! Have you Host Club goons seen a boy with brown hair? He's about this tall," one person of the group of people that was chasing me earlier said, giving a really bad description of me.

The Hitachiin twins chorused, "Nope."

I was too scared to let out a sigh of relief.

The door clicked shut and I slid down to the floor. Haruhi walked around everybody and helped me up. She gave me the 'what did you do now?' stare.

"I didn't do it!" I insisted.

"Do what?" Haruhi looked kinda confused.

I rubbed the back of my head, "Sorry, force of habit. You know me," I rolled my eyes, "always in trouble. Anyway I'm gonna go. You know how my parents get when I'm late," I turned to leave when Haruhi grabbed the back collar of my boy's uniform jacket.

"What did you do?" she used her scary voice on me.

"Nothing! This time…" I had a real talent for getting into trouble and Haruhi knew that.

"What are you even talking about?" she spun me around and tried to give me the 'mom' stare. She was always trying to keep me out of trouble and she acted like the older sister I never had.

"One of the guys in my homeroom thought I was hitting on his girlfriend! I swear I wasn't!"

Haruhi stared into my bright green eyes with her brown ones. She seemed to find that I was telling the truth.

"You're off the hook," she sighed.

"Who is this?" The blonde haired, violet eyed boy sitting down asked with a dramatic sweep of his arm. I think he was gesturing to me.

"Is this Suoh Tamaki-sempai?" I asked Haruhi.

He stood and opened his arms wide as if to embrace the entire room, "So," he put his hand to his heart and leaned down towards me, "Haruhi has told you much about me. Oh," he placed a hand to his forehead dramatically, "I hope he hasn't said too much," and on and on he went.

I thought for a moment, There's a word for people like this guy…Haruhi told me about it…what was it?

"…and maybe he would be a great addition to the Host Club and…"

Is it… "Troublesome?" I spoke the thought out loud to my self.

"Yes! It is very! Finally…" he just kept up a continuous spout of words.

No. that's not it…maybe… "Conceited?"

"Yes! I do see you point! And furthermore…" does he ever stop to breathe?

Oh yeah! "I've got it! Obnoxious!" everybody looked at me funny, "That's the perfect word for you, Suoh-sempai!"

Haruhi shook her head, "My thoughts exactly…"

Suoh-sempai was huddled in the corner with a cloud of depression hanging over his head. That was another thing Haruhi told me about her times at the Host Club.

"So he is Suoh Tamaki-sempai?"

"Yes…"

I spun back to the other five boys. The one with glasses caught my attention, "Ootori Kyoya-sempai, I've heard a fair amount about you," I said in a very professional voice.

"I failed to catch you name," he nodded in somewhat a greeting.

"Fujioka Hisoka. I'm Haruhi's cousin. I have a proposal for you," I whipped out my wallet, "How much more money does Haruhi need to raise to end her sentence here at the Host Club?"

He checked his clipboard and gave me a price.

"I'm willing to pay it off!"

Ootori-sempai regarded me coolly. Who I assumed was Haninodzuka Mitsukuni-sempai (a.k.a. Honey-sempai) and Morinodzuka Takashi-sempai (a.k.a. Mori-sempai) looked at me questioningly. Hikaru-san and Kaoru-san's eyes got bigger. Suoh-sempai grabbed my shoulder from behind and spun me around, "You cannot possibly afford that! Isn't Haruhi poor?"

"That doesn't mean I am."

"How?" he demanded.

"I was adopted into a rich family when my parents died. Any more dumb questions?"

Haruhi stepped up to me, "I couldn't allow you to do that. I need to pay it back myself."

I thought for a moment about that, "Okay," I shoved my wallet back into my pocket and pointed one finger in the air purposefully, "Then I am to join the Ouran High School Host Club and help you pay it back!"

"Eh?!" there was a chorus of several different voices.

Mira: I think I've created a monster…

Hisoka: …I think you're right…

Mi&His: This'll be fun!!!!

Haruhi: Please R&R!!!!