Hello there! How are you today? Good? Well, it's about to get even better! You just clicked this new fanfic! *celebrates with confetti* Now, now. Don't get too excited. This is only the Prologue now, alright? Let's see how well this does and we'll carry on from there. 'Kay? Good. :)
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own OHSHC!
Prologue
Kyoya
The bubbly trill of flirtatious giggles wasn't something Kyoya particularly enjoyed after hours upon hours of utter silence in his study. It was loud and somewhat irritating, especially since it was made by swooning women that practically draped themselves over their hosts. What made it even worse was that these said women were more than a little tipsy, making their actions more careless and sloppy. Their subtle flirting became more obvious with each swig of their glass; their kittenish paws at the hosts' arms were more frisky and demanding for attention.
How, his mind struggled for the right word, repulsive.
If it were up to him, Kyoya wouldn't have even bothered with such a thing as being apart of a ridiculous host club. Unfortunately, though, it hadn't been his decision to make at the time. Of course, he could've said no to his beloved partner's insane idea, but then where would he be? Certainly not making buckets upon buckets of money by the hour by simply entertaining lonely females. That much he knew for a fact.
It wasn't so much that he despised being apart of the Host club. No, that wasn't it. The Host club provided a decent amount of money, and then some, and even the little schemes and cosplay could be amusing sometimes.
The reason he detested being here at times was more of a personal issue.
His partner was a host here as well, one of the highest requested ones at that. Kyoya would be shamefully lying if he said he wasn't the least bit of jealous when he saw the traveling hands of his princesses during happy hour.
Unintentionally, the Shadow King found himself raising his gaze from the alluring glow of his computer to the darkest corner of the room. Acknowledged by the faint glow of oil lamps sat a red booth, filling it were gushing and blushing women. They surrounded a charming blonde prince, marveling his captivating violet orbs and friendly appeal. In other words, his delightful partner, Tamaki Suoh.
Kyoya understood that entertaining beautiful - and desperate, he thought - women was just part of his duty as a host. Not to mention that it was something that he enjoyed. His lover took pride in making others happy, especially him. It was definitely a trait to be admired.
With a sigh, Kyoya took this time to relax and stretch, allowing his eyes wander towards the other hosts. All in all, there was a total of five hosts; all ranging in personalities, looks, and types. Each and every one of them were popular due to the variety of tastes their customers had.
It's quite impressive that, though they entertained women all night, all of them were gay. For the most part anyway, not including Haruhi - their undercover girl host. And on top of that, they managed to keep their loved one during all this time and make room for them in their busy schedule.
Well, except for Hikaru and Haruhi.
Once again, the Shadow King felt as though his eyes were dragged to the mischievous bartender serving drinks behind the counter. He watched silently as the boy with a smirk flipped champagne and wine bottles with expertise before pouring them into crystal glasses. The women on the bar stools clapped and were at awe at his little trick.
For a moment, Kyoya allowed himself to take pity on the boy. Out of all of them, aside from Haruhi, Hikaru was the only one without a lover, a partner, a companion. The only one without someone to love and adore and shower them with endless gifts.
How long? Kyoya asked himself. How long before Hikaru decides to give up on the Host club to look for that one special one?
Ta-da! And there you have it. The Prologue. How short. I know, I know. Not very informative or exciting, but we'll get there. I promise.
I'm not used to writing in Kyoya's POV, so I wouldn't mind getting a little feedback on how I did. That would be pretty nice:) A review would be very much appreciated please:)
-For My Personal Pleasure
