Hey guys! So this idea has been fresh in my mind for a few days now and I'd like to post it just to see how things go.
Full summary: Tamaki is very insecure about being the greatest host (you know, "sulking corner" sorta thing) when he finds out Haruhi is snatching up all of what used to be his regulars. So, without wasting any time, he sets up the 'Hosting Games' to see who is generally the best. Each host gets to pick one event in these games, leaving a total of 7. By the time they finish, who will have claimed the number one spot as the best host? Rated T for language and behavior.
Chapter 1
"Alright, hosts, gather around!" Tamaki called, standing in the middle of the music room. A large white board covered by a tarp stood behind him. Hunny sat at Tamaki's feet, who kicked him gently so he slid a little on the glossy floor. Hunny chuckled.
"That was fun, Tama-chan! Do it again!" Hunny said.
"Maybe later, Hunny senpai. Right now, I have important business to tend to!" Tamaki replied, yanking the tarp off the white board to reveal a large pie chart. There were seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and pink. "Today I have called you here-"
"You never called me here," Haruhi interrupted. "I just showed up because I owe a debt to you."
"ANYWAYS, Miss Fujiyoka, no more interruptions please, this chart shows the percentage on average of the hosts who are requested."
"So you have time to do this but no time to finish your math homework...interesting..." Kyoya interrupted.
"Mister Ootori! I'd expect more from you! ANYWAYS, now that all interruptions are-"
"Excuse me," a young girl opened the door to the music room, "is the host club open yet?"
Tamaki glanced at the clock. "Oh dear...I suppose it is. We'll finish our meeting later, everyone." Tamaki approached the girl. "So...are you here to be my princess today?" he asked, rose petals falling everywhere (how the hell does he do that?!).
"Um...actually, I requested Haruhi today," the girl replied, her face red with embarrassment. Nobody ever, EVER turned down Tamaki. Nobody until today...
The girl walked towards the table in which Haruhi sat, pouring tea for the two already. More girls came in, in twos and threes, and Tamaki couldn't help but notice most of them wanted Haruhi, not him. By the end of the host club, he'd only gotten to chat with three girls.
A lot had changed since the festival. More and more girls began hugging up to Haruhi after hearing about her going to rescue Tamaki from marrying that wretched girl. Tamaki, however, was getting the rough end of the bargain; the girls would begin to wonder why Tamaki had gotten engaged, thinking he'd poured all of his love into one girl.
Tamaki was especially sulky in his corner, Haruhi noticed. She pulled the tarp over the white board, looking to see the pink section, taking up nearly half the circle, was Haruhi with forty-eight percent of the girls. Tamaki, purple, only had thirty-two percent (if you're not very good at math, in the beginning of the anime he had more than half of the girls requesting him; by this time he's lost a good twenty percent of regulars).
"I guess this explains why Tamaki is so pissed," Hikaru and Kaoru suddenly appeared behind Haruhi.
"What the hell..?" she asked herself. "I thought more girls were into the whole 'twincist' thing," Haruhi asked, eyeballing the eight percent they satisfied.
"You're underestimating this chart, Haruhi," Hikaru said.
"Do you know how many girls we get in here each day?" Kaoru asked.
"I don't know...fifty?"
"Multiply that by ten," the twins said in unison.
"How can you...how the hell..?"
"Doesn't seem that way does it?" Hikaru asked.
"Not at all."
"That's because you get so caught up you don't realize you're entertaining six or seven girls at a time," Kaoru said. He reacted the same way when he heard.
Haruhi turned herself back to the chart. She served almost two hundred fifty girls a day...whoa. She was amazed.
Tamaki stood up. "Everyone's gone. It's time to resume my lesson over here." He motioned everyone to sit again. "To settle this 'dispute' we have over Haruhi being most popular, we're going to host the very first annual...HOSTING GAMES!"
"Sounds great boss," the twins said, "but how do you play?"
"Ah, that's the fun of it. Each of us hosts get to pick a game, so make sure it plays to your strengths, cause you wanna win. If you do, the prize is...A KISS ON THE LIPS FROM HARUHI!"
"WHAT THE HELL, SENPAI?!" Haruhi screamed. "Why must the winner always get something from me?!"
"Because you're adorable, yes you are!" Tamaki fuzzed up the girl's hair. She swatted his arm.
"Dibs on going first," the twins said.
"You do realize you both have to pick different games, right?" Kyoya asked.
"Of course!" they said sneakily.
"Who gets to go first?" Hunny asked.
"The person with the lowest percentage. So, Mori, you'll be first!" Tamaki said.
Mori sighed. He had no idea what to play for such a stupid thing as the 'hosting games'? What the hell was Tamaki thinking?
"We'll play Go Fish," he finally said. Everyone stared at him.
"Then...the first game is...go fish," Tamaki said, trying to hold back laughing.
So, what do you think? I promise there'll be more excitement in later chapters! ;)
