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It was a regular day for the Ouran High School and the Host Club. Until one new student appeared. Let the story begin!
"Students we have a new student coming in today," announced the teacher in Haruhi's classroom. "I expect you all to be nice and be on your best behavior. You may come in now."
The door slid open. All eyes stared at the doorway. In walked the new student wearing a neat boy's uniform.
"Today should be interesting," said Kaoru.
"Yeah. This guy could be our king's twin brother," stated Hikaru, "except the newbie here guy has brown hair."
What they said was true. The new student did look like Tamaki. He had short chocolate colored cropped hair and perfect tan skin. His eyes were a delicate and lovely light shade of violet. He was slim looking and showed a handsome smile. All the girls went crazy over him and squealed out of excitement. Because of his good looks, it was obvious that he would become the newest host.
"Everyone meet Nao Minori." (Note: Nao means "honest". Minori means beautiful harbor") "I hope you will enjoy learning here and make new friends. Take a seat wherever there is an empty spot."
"Thank you," replied Nao smiling at the crowd of students. But then the smile faded as he walked down the isles looking for a desk to sit at.
Nao found a seat beside Haruhi who was sitting in front of the twins, Hikaru and Kaoru. Nao sat down and immediately, without delay the two twins shouted in jubilee welcoming the new student.
"Welcome, welcome, welcome Nao," they shouted in unison. "Being here will be a fun experience for you and for us."
They leaned over both sides of Nao's shoulders, grinning mischievously. "Get away from me," Nao responded harshly. Then the twins slowly backed away.
"Jeez this guy really has an attitude problem," whispered Hikaru to Kaoru.
"Yeah he sure does," Kaoru whispered back.
"Well maybe because you two caught him by surprise," added Haruhi. Then she turned to Nao and said, "Don't worry Nao. They really aren't as bad as they seem."
"Hmph," they grunted.
Nao turned his head and gave Haruhi a cold glare. "Why are you talking to me?" he retorted.
"Ehh?" Haruhi said in shock. "Okay…? Maybe this guy isn't as friendly as he looks."
After Class
Nao's' POV
"My first day of school here and already I hate it. Why did my father have to send me here? Oh right, cause I had a fight with another student at my old school. But at least I liked that one more. They didn't have annoying students. Now I'm stuck at this junk." I thought while taking a stroll through the hallways.
This place all seemed too glamorous for me. Golden walls and ceilings, red carpets wherever I walk, crystal glass windows, marble statues of some famous dead person, and to top it off an exquisite chandelier hanging in every classroom. I hate this school. I want to go to a public school where other common teens go. But father would kill me if I ever did. Oh why did he have to run such a huge business?
I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. So I stumbled upon some random door.
"The music room?" I wondered what was in here.
I took hold of the door handle and prompt it open. As I did a burst of light shot out and rose petals danced around. The light was too intense for me thus I shut my eyes securely. The light grew fainter and I slowly opened my eyes to see something, which made me wish I kept my eyes shut. A group of teenager boys were gathered around one specific guy who was sitting in a golden chair with a red silk cushion I'm guessing.
"What the hell is this?"
"Welcome to the Host Club stranger," said the guy who was surrounded by the others.
"Wh-what is this?" I asked in shock.
"This here is the Host Club, did you not hear what I said?" asked the blond one in the chair.
"I…I….?" I was too astonished to say anything. This whole thing was all too much and yet somehow really pathetic.
"Hey it's you again," said one of the twins.
"What are you doing here? You're no fun." Stated the other twin.
"Fine. Whatever, I am so out of here!" I said frustrated heading towards the door. But I was shortly stopped because of some idiot blocking the door.
"My apologies for their rude manners. Stay here with me," the blond insisted gracefully. His eyes shown with radiance and tenderness. He gestured his hand out in such an appealing matter.
"Maybe on the other hand…," I started. "Hell no! Get out of my way you freaky homo!" I shouted. Then the blond crept into a corner, sulking.
"Jeez what's his problem?"
"How?" I heard him say just before I was about to exit the room. "How could you deny my good looks? My handsomeness? My courteousness? My poetic figure of love and beauty?"
I turned my head to where he was, still sulking. Then I replied, "Cause I'm not gay. Now good bye."
"Wait Nao!" I heard another voice say.
I swiftly turned around and furiously yelled, "What?"
The one who stopped me was that same teenage boy who talked to me in class. I didn't exactly remember all their names thoughI didn't care either. "Look," he began "I know we sort of had a bad start in the beginning."
"You want to be friends don't you?" I cut him off, "Well I don't need any here. Especially with a group of rich bastards! You guys are all the same. I know it."
"Not quite," interrupted the guy with raven hair and who was wearing glasses. "You see here as a host one of us is a girl, who is also very poor. With a female's point of view of things that's differs from the rest of us. So apparently your theory is incorrect."
"Oh don't be such a smart ass!"
"Actually it's true," said Haruhi. " I'm the female of this group and I'm not that poor!" she shouted towards Kyouya. Then she looked back at me. "Trust me this isn't all bad. Being a host that is. We have our ups and downs but it still isn't bad."
"Yeah so stop being such a meanie!" whined the little blond boy holding a stuffed bunny.
"Whatever," I shrugged. "Now I will be leaving." That's what I thought until someone else stopped me. The guy with glasses grabbed roughly onto my wrist.
-A light bulb lights up-
"Hey! Let go!"
"You will leave once you apologize to our king," he said.
"King? You have got to be kidding me. How the hell is that chicken a king?" I looked over at the so-called king again and gave him an unkind stare. But then I thought that if I apologize now I could leave this place quicker. "Fine." I gave in.
I walked up to him and looked down at his with disdain. He looked so ridiculous scrunched in that corner I gave a small chuckle. "Sorry and now good bye." I ran towards the door. Finally I was home free from this room filled with abnormal rich bastards. Although as I ran my foot caught onto the carpet and I fell. While I was falling I bumped into a stand, which was holding up a glass vase. Then down went the vase. It made a loud crashing noise.
"Hmmm what do you know? That's the same exact vase Haruhi bumped into when she knocked it over," stated Kyouya. "That was also the replacement vase. The only replacement vase. You know what that means. You will need to pay for the damage which is 8 million yen."
"8 million yen? That doesn't sound like much. My father can easily pay for the damage," I cried out.
"But because it was our only substitute vase, it is now irreplaceable. I'm afraid we have no choice but to..."
"Wait, wait, wait a minute!" I said without letting him finish what he was about to say. "All of this is totally unfair! It's your entire fault! If you let me out sooner this wouldn't have happened."
I could tell the two twins were snickering evilly. They ran up to me, lifted me up, and brought me over to that blond guy. I struggled loose but no matter what they wouldn't let go. The guy sulking in the corner got up and recovered from his brief dilemma.
"Tamaki is my name and I will allow you to choose your fate," he declared. "You will either be the Host Club's dog or you will have to earn 5,000 designations from our guests."
"What!"
"Which was worse? Being ordered around these bozos or being crowded by all those girly girls?"
"I choose neither!"
"Then you will be sent to prison and be released in 17 years. That vase was very costly. Now it's the or was the, the original vase of its kind," explained Kyouya. "You're lucky we won't press charges on it. Now choose."
"Whatever I choose is the path to hell. What am I to do? Be their slave? No way I am not going to take orders from these bastareds! But 5,000 designations, these hosts get them cause of their looks and nothing else. I can't act like them, it's impossible for me. I know that I'm cold and harsh and I can't even say a polite comment to anyone I don't like. To these people and this school there is nothing nice to comment about. But 17 years in jail, I won't survive there! Or maybe I would."
I had to choose and I regretfully chose. It took me awhile to answer. I finally responded, " I'll somehow earn 5,000 designations."
"Great! Welcome to the Host Club!" exclaimed Tamaki. "Oh don't worry about how you look. You're not… ummm… how to put this…"
"Repulsive." Kyouya put in.
"In fact, Nao-chan could be Tamaki's twin brother! You'll be able to pay off your debt in no time. We'll have so much fun together!" exclaimed Honey.
"Is that supposed to be a good thing?" I asked.
"Well it's not as bad as being their pooch," Haruhi remarked. "Don't worry. I'll help you out whenever you get stuck. Maybe you'll turn to like the Host Club like I did."
"I'm gonna kill myself soon," I sighed.