Hope you enjoy! Depending on how much you like it the more I'll post. I'm really taking a liking to this one.
"Come on, you know you wanna." A red head in an Ouran uniform teased her friend.
"I have more useful ways to waste my time. Regardless, you know that my family is arranging a marriage." The other girl rebutted.
"Has she even told you what his name is? You still have an entire year and a half until you'll actually get married. You should enjoy it. Besides, I already told you that I'd pay for it."
The brunette sighed, "Oh, alright. I guess it won't hurt anything."
"You won't regret it, Misa." She said before running off, waving behind her. When she was a little bit of a distance away, she turned. "Oh and before I forget, make sure you come to the 3rd Music room after school."
"I can't believe she talked me into this." Misa mused as she walked toward the 'deserted' music room. As she approached, she saw Rumiku waiting for her.
"Come one Mi-chan, stop dragging your feet."
'Ah, terms of endearment form someone who's late to class almost every day' She thought as, she livened her step only slightly. When she had finally caught up with Rumiku, they entered the music room. They were greeted by a group of handsome young men.
"Welcome" They said in unison. The tall blond stepped forward, taking Rumiku's hand.
"I'm sorry that we were late."
"I would wait for ever on hope of such beauty." The older male reassured her.
"Oh thank you Tamaki-sempai." Rumi replied lovingly.
"And who is this lovely maiden?" He shifted his attention to Misa who'd been staring aimlessly at the floor.
"Huh?" she snapped out of her reverie and answered rather rudely at the host before her. Tamaki slunk back into his, which seemed out of character for those that didn't know him well.
"Um…er, what did I do?" Misa reacted somewhat concerned. A group of girls had already begun to flock to Tamaki trying to comfort him.
"Awe, poor Tama-sempai. Oh, I designated Kyouya for you. Have fun." She joined the gaggle and was lost to everything else. The young man who must have been Kyouya took Misa's hand and escorted her to a private table. After making sure that she was comfortable, he left only to return shortly.
He came carrying a trey and asked politely, "Would you like some tea?"
"Yes please." She received the cup from him, took a sip, and then sat it down quietly.
"You seem to have a lot on your mind."
"Yeah sort of," He stared into her cup, fiddling awkwardly with the handle.
"Do you really want to be here?" Kyouya asked. His question started Misa, making her look up at him. "You believe that this is nothing more than a childish game of flaunting and flirting."
Misa couldn't believe that a guy who she'd known for less than five minutes could read her so easily. "Why do you care?"
"My job as a member of the Host Club is to please all of my customers. I understand that you don't feel like being here, so would you rather just talk or would you like to leave?"
"My friend had paid good money for me to come and I will honor that contribution. I believe I will stay as long as you don't try any of that one me." She pointed to Tamaki who had long since recovered and was flirting with a group of girls.
Kyouya let out a slight laugh. "Ok. If you don't mind me asking, what is it that has you in such a trance?"
"I know it's common for our kind of lifestyle, but my parents are arranging me to be married off and I've kind of been contemplating the possibilities. I always hoped I wouldn't have too but I really don't have much of a choice. This is also, why I was so dead set against coming here. My mother especially would not think kindly of such a club."
"I see. Do you know who he is?"
"Not a clue," Misa shook her head, "Their not telling me under they set up a meeting. I really just hope that it's not a guy that will expect me to be a doll. That I could not handle. The reason Rumi made me come was to cheer me up. I must admit though, talking about this to someone else does make me feel a little better."
"Well I am glad that you feel that our services have been of help." Misa stood up.
"It's been a pleasure talking to you." Kyouya nodded as if to say 'Same here' and she left to room quietly.
"So how was it?" Rumiku jumped in from behind making Misa's hairs stand on end.
"RUMIKU!!"
"Kyouya, can I talk to you in private?" Tamaki asked his friend. Kyouya stood up and they went into an empty practice room.
"What is it that you want?"
"I need your help Kyouya," Tamaki was surprisingly seriously. He stuck his hand in his pocket pulling out a photo. "It isn't resent but here."
"Who is it?"
"All I know is that she just moved back from Germany and is now going to this school. My father couldn't give a name but said that I'd met her at least once before." Kyouya examined that photo thoroughly and then looked at Tamaki.
"What is it that you want?"
"I knew you could help me," Tamaki squealed, "Anyway I was wondering if maybe you could find who she is. I'm not completely for this arrangement but I would like to know something about her and possibly meet her even before we meet formally."
"I should be able to find what you need in due time."
"Thank you Mom." Tamaki was back to his normal blissful self.