Author's Note- Hello all. Here I am with my first story. Hope you enjoy it! I can take the flames, if you guys think it sucks.

Description- He doesn't like the fangirls. At all. They just make him want to scream. So why is this one so special?

Disclaimer.. I no own this. Just OCs and plotline.

Fangirl Angel

Mori's POV

All those girls, petty things. They fawn over all of the boys, and yet they get angry when someone else tries to steal them. They do the exact same thing!

I sighed, then pushed my anger back. I had to stay calm. Letting my anger loose could result in someone getting hurt, so it needed to stay back.

"Takashi, are you okay?" Mitsukuni asked, his voice and eyes serious, though he was still shoveling cake into his mouth.

"Not really," I replied softly, taking a deep breath.

"Go outside for a minute. Get your control back. I'll tell Kyo-chan what's going on, k?" Mitsukuni proposed, putting his fork down for a moment. I could sense the girls around us starting to fidget in annoyance, so I nodded, before I could snap at them.

I stood, then began my escape. Kyoya and Tamaki both gave me nods, and I nodded back. Hikaru and Kaoru were pulling their act, and didn't notice me.

Haruhi opened the door, almost hitting me in the nose. She glanced up at me, then said, "Sorry Mori-senpai. Go ahead." I gave her a half grin before quickly exiting.

As soon as I was away from the eyes of the host club and their guests, I took off, sprinting through the school until I finally reached my favorite place. The east garden. My home away from home, in my eyes.

But today, someone else was inhabiting the normally empty garden.

She was small, like Mitsukuni, but I knew she was at least in high school. She had inky black hair in a spiky bob. Her dark green eyes scanned the book in front of her, and she wrinkled her nose once before flipping the page.

My eyes narrowed for a moment as I realized two boys were sneaking up behind her. I didn't recognize their uniforms, but I assumed they were from the delinquent school down the street.

The girl's left eye twitched, and she turned the page on her book once more. The boys stopped for a moment, watching her.

Finally the girl leaped up, anger plain on her face.

"GOD DAMMIT Percy! Why can't you just fucking kiss her already?" She shrieked. I noticed the book was called The Last Olympian.

That's when the boys struck. And I snapped.

They didn't have much time to touch her before I had them up against the fence, my hands wrapped around their necks.

"It's impolite to do things like that to a girl," I snapped, tightening my grip.

Their faces had turned purple by the time I came back to myself and released them.

"You're crazy!" They spluttered before running off.

"Thank you Morinozuka-san," The girl whispered. I turned slowly around, clenching my fists. She was looking at me with wide eyes, not in the slightest bit afraid. "You didn't have to hurt them like that. I knew they were there, just as I knew you were there. I'm not as oblivious as everyone thinks when I read. And now I'm babbling. Sorry, Morinozuka-san."

I looked at her for a moment before a smile spread across my face.

"You can call me Mori," I said softly. She beamed at me before running over to stand in front of me. Now that I saw her standing up, she was even smaller.

"Okay Mori-chan, I'm Mirin Sachiyo, but you can call me Mir-chan, if you want!" She exclaimed excitedly. Hmm... Mori-chan.. Not bad.

"Mir-chan?" I muttered softly, glancing at her. Her smile drooped when she realized I wasn't saying anything else.

"Make it Miri and you've got a deal," I finally said, grinning. Her adorable smile came back, and she nodded enthusiastically.

She stuck out her tiny hand, and as I looked into her child-like eyes-so much like Mitsukuni's- I couldn't help but realize that she obviously had some kind of crush on me.

So I placed my large hand in hers, shaking it. Her grin was infectious, and I smiled again. I almost wanted to leave my hand in hers, but I needed to get back to the host club soon.

"Miri? Would you like to come back to the host club with me? So you aren't here by yourself," I asked, keeping my tone neutral.

"Would anyone mind Mori-chan?" Her voice was shy, and I could tell she didn't like being around people much. I patted her head with the hand she'd held.

"They'll love you," I replied. She grinned at me, and then took off. I smiled, then followed quickly after.

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"Mori-senpai!" The chorus of my name annoyed me, and I sighed. Miri looked up at me, and sensing my distress, glared at the girls.

"Do you not like those girls Mori-chan?" She asked quietly, but everyone still heard her. A collective gasp rose up, and I saw a familiar figure launch itself at me.

Mitsukuni landed on my back, settling onto my shoulders with the ease of years of practice.

"Takashi! You were gone forever!" Mitsukuni exclaimed. Miri looked up at him, and grinned shyly.

"Hi! I'm Mirin! I'm sorry, but I'm the reason Mori-chan took so long!" She explained, her voice shy but excited at the same time.

"Hi Mir-chan. It's okay, but Tama-chan was getting worried about Takashi," Mitsukuni said. He grinned at Miri widely before asking, "Mir-chan, would you like some cake?"

Her dark green eyes flitted over to me for a second before Mitsukuni leaped off and pulled her away. I gave her a reassuring grin, and she went with him willingly.

"So, Mori-senpai... Who was that girl?" Hikaru asked, his eyebrows lifted in such a way that made me want to smack him.

"Mirin Sachiyo, age 17. She's a second year, with Tamaki and I," Kyoya reaplied. I cast him a thankful glance.

"But why were you with her?" Kaoru asked, coming up beside his twin. My eye twitched for a moment, but I glanced over at my cousin and Miri. She was watching me while shoveling in cake beside Mitsukuni, and I could see that if I so much as moved wrong she'd be speeding over here, cake forgotten, to protect me. It was cute.

"Mori-senpai!" Kaoru snapped his fingers in front of my eyes, and I brought myself back to reality.

"Hm?"

"What were you doing with Sachiyo-san?" Kaoru and Hikaru asked together. I probably should've controlled the grin, but I didn't, and it spread across my face easily.

"Was it something dirty?" The grin spread wider, and I laughed. Oh, their faces were priceless.

Tamaki came up to me, an unreadable emotion in his eyes.

"Take care of her. She's a good kid, but she's had a troubled life," He whispered, before turning away to go back to being Host King.

"Mori-chan?" That wasn't Miri's voice. I turned my head to the side, narrowing my eyes. One of the fangirls stood beside me, fiddling with the buttons on her shirt.

"What?" I snapped, before chatising myself, keeping my temper under control.

"I was just wondering... Is Mirin-san your girlfriend? 'Cuz you can do so much better than her! She comes from a fallen family and the only reason she's even in here is because she's Tamaki-senpai's cousin!" The girl exclaimed.

"And that makes her less of a person than you? Haruhi is from a poor family, and you still adore him. So what makes Miri different?" I snapped, letting some more of my anger flow out.

"But.. Mori-ch-"

"Don't call me that!" The girl froze, her eyes wide.

"Takashi, let's go," Mitsukuni called out. I glanced at him, then at Miri. She was already slinging her book bag over her shoulder, and heading towards me.

"Girls, if I could politely ask you to leave," Kyoya said, escorting everyone out. I noticed the girl I'd snapped at crying, with her friends comforting her. They all looked up at glared at me for a moment before turning their attention back to her.

"Mori-senpai, are you okay?" Tamaki asked me, his eyes worried.

"Miri, I'll take you home," I whispered, ignoring Tamaki.

"Wait, Mori-senpai!" Kyoya exclaimed. I looked at him, and something in his eyes confused me.

"You'll need to apologize to that girl. I know you don't want to, and I don't want to have to make you, but she's a valued customer. Ok?" I nodded, then grabbed Miri's hand and dragged her out, Mitsukuni perched on my shoulders.

"Mori-chan, I have my own car. My mother won't l-like it if you take me home," Miri whispered.

I looked down at her in surprise, but she broke away from me, ignoring my protests.

"Bye Mori-chan!" And for some reason, I heard a sob in her words.

"It'll work itself out Takashi." I glanced at Mitsukuni, and he gave me a sad smile.

Why did the feeling in my gut just not go away?

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Author's Note- And there you have it! Hope you liked it!