I do not own Ouran High School Host Club or Love Hina. Nor do I own any of their respective characters. I do own the character of Ren.
No profit is obtained in any way from the writing of this story.
I'm gonna rate this story Mature for general suggestive content and probably some other stuff down the road that I haven't thought of yet.
This story will be based on the Love Hina manga (which I find is better than the anime) and the Ouran anime (since I haven't read the manga).
Last Room at the Inn
Chapter I
"Why do we need to go to a hot spring over in Hinata?" Haruhi asked, looking up from the instant coffee she'd just finished pouring.
"Because it'll be fun," Tamaki said in his self justified tone. "That and Honey-sempai and Mori-sempai are competing in the martial arts tournament there. As their fellow hosts, we should go and show our support for our friends."
"I agree with Tamaki on this," Kyoya said as he wrote in his infamous black notebook. "Keeping up the other hosts' confidence is but one of our many duties to insure our guests remain happy."
Seeing the smile on Kyoya's face that told her she had no actual choice in the matter, Haruhi sighed and slumped her shoulders. "If you say so Kyoya-sempai." She was certain the Shadow King had an ulterior motive for them all going. No doubt he was seeking to make some kind of profit or explore possible sites to further his family's business.
"Just think Haruhi, there are tons of relaxing hot springs in Hinata," Hikaru cooed, draping himself over her shoulder.
"And many of them are co-ed so we could have a little fun together late at night," Kaoru purred, draping over her other shoulder and stroking her chin.
"I thought I told you two perverts to stop harassing my Haruhi!" Tamaki yelled, grabbing the twins and tossing them away. He glomped onto the short brunette who merely scowled at his actions. "Don't worry Haruhi, Daddy's going to protect you."
"This is going to be a long vacation..." Haruhi groaned, already wondering how big a disaster this was going to be.
"KEITARO YOU PERVERT!"
As the manager of the Hinata Girls' Dorm once more went flying into the sky and out over the prefecture, Naru cracked her knuckles and dusted off her hands with a self-justified air before heading back into the main building.
Kitsune was lounging on the couch in the living room as usual, draped in a very suggestive pose that left her ample chest arched up in a most... tempting display. "So what'd Keitaro do this time?" she asked her best friend.
"That pervert claimed he'd tripped when he grabbed my chest. But he was just trying to cop a feel like always," she said with a huff, folding her arms over his chest. She didn't get why he was always doing stuff like that, and he wondered why she constantly rebuffed his affections.
That brought a frown to Kitsune's face and she sat up. "He's not going to like that very much. You know how protective he gets of Keitaro."
Naru's scowl at Keitaro's actions weakened bit. Unlike their spineless manager, the other male currently living at the apartments wasn't nearly as easy to cow into submission. "M-maybe he won't find out."
"Then you better hope Kei gets back before he does," Kitsune said, getting off the couch and heading upstairs to her room, Naru beating a retreat for her own shortly after.
Keitaro pushed himself to his feet, dusting off his clothes as he looked around to see just where he'd landed this time. Luckily, he wasn't too far away from the Hinata so he quickly began making his way home. He didn't want to be caught down here in town right now. He was supposed to be up in his room studying, and if his friend saw him, he'd tear the girls a new one.
Despite the way they treated him, Keitaro still cared a lot about his tenants and didn't like it too much when his friend got onto them for their behavior. Although, it had made his flying trips a bit less frequent. At least from Motoko, Naru was a different story on that matter. Sighing, he began quickly making his way home, hoping to keep her out of trouble by beating his friend back to the inn.
"We're here!" Tamaki exclaimed as he looked around. "Isn't this place just the most refreshing thing you've ever seen?" Everyone was still dressed in their school uniform, Tamaki having had the idea that it would be a good idea to wear their school's uniform while cheering on their classmates.
Haruhi couldn't help but notice the limo had dropped them off near a grocery store instead of any of the many hotels and inns in town. "Tamaki-sempai, shouldn't we be checking into our rooms first?" she asked.
"I thought it would be best if we took in the sights first," he explained, though his face suggested he was trying to hide something.
Her eyes narrowed as a thought struck her. "You brought us out here without booking any rooms first didn't you?" As Tamaki froze in shock at being read so easily, Haruhi looked over at Kyoya. "Don't you normally handle booking and stuff Kyoya-sempai?"
"I do normally, yes. But Tamaki assured me that he had everything taken care of," he said as he jotted down a few notes in his notebook. "Clearly I should have realized he was incapable of such a simple task. This is a resort town, meaning hotel rooms are always in short supply. With the tournament, there is unlikely to be any rooms at all, even if we resorted to using influence of our families."
"Don't you guys have homes in the area like you did in Karuizawa?" Haruhi asked.
"No such luck," Hikaru said with a shrug. "Our families have homes in Karuizawa because a lot of other rich families do as well. But this place is more for commoners like yourself."
"Thanks, I'll remember that next time summer vacation rolls around," Haruhi replied, figuring it might be a way to actually escape them for the summer.
"Then what are we supposed to do for room lodging? Way to go boss," Kaoru grumbled.
"I got so caught up in the excitement of cheering on Honey-semapi and Mori-sempai that I forgot to book make our reservations. I guess we're going to have to just look around and try to find a room." Tamaki sighed.
"Well well, if it isn't Ouran Academy's resident man sluts," a cold voice said from the grocery store behind them.
The group turned to see a rather rough looking young man exitng the grocery store with a blushing young girl carrying two bags of groceries. The man was dressed in black leather pants and a cut off leather vest with black bicep length fingerless gloves. Standing at well over six feet tall, the stranger had a feminine face that still reeked of masculinity. Long black hair tipped with white was tied in a high ponytail with bangs falling down just over his silvery blue eyes. Three metal studs pierced his ear, he bore a ring in his right eyebrow and another through the middle of his bottom lip. Even his belly button was pierced and a tattoo swirled around his navel.
"Ren," Kyoya said.
"You know this guy?" Haruhi said, looking from Kyoya to the man he had called Ren.
"He was once a student at Ouran Academy. Tamaki even tried recruiting him for the host club as a 'bad boy' type, but he rather violently refused."
"I wasn't about to have myself paraded around as a piece of meat for a bunch of giggling girls. Unlike the lot of you, I have some dignity. Besides, I have no interest in pleasing girls the way you morons seem to. With females my desires a re a bit more basic." He strode closer to Haruhi, pinching her chin slightly. "But a cute guy like you, I'd be all over."
His attention shifted over to Kyoya and Tamaki once more. "So you idiots need a place to stay for a few days during the tournament do you? I know a place that actually has plenty of rooms, but it's going to cost you. Strictly speaking, men aren't allowed there, but I'm a good friend to the owner so I think he'll swing the rules in this case."
"But Ren-sempai, Naru and Motoko wouldn't like you bringing a bunch of guys around to stay," the girl with the grocery bags said.
He looked back at her. "Don't worry Shinobou, no one's going to get hurt. They both know how I feel about them resorting to violence when anything doesn't go their way. So come on you lot, follow us." He took the bags from Shinobou and began to walk, the host club gathering their things and hurrying after them.
When they arrived a short time later at the Hinata Apartments, the host club members looked with awe at the expansive building. "You live here?" Haruhi asked Ren.
"Yeah, techinically it's actually a girls' dorm so men aren't supposed to live here, but the owner is Keitaro Urashima. He was given management of this place from his grandmother. I came out to this town to keep myself under the radar of my father's business rivals and such until I inherit his company, so Keitaro offered me room and board here so long as I help out with the chores. A few of the girls protested, but I quickly quashed that. And I'll do the same while you're here," Ren explained. "Hey Keitaro! Get down here!"
It was only a short wait until the Hinata manager came rushing out the front door. "Ren what do you want? Wait, who are all these guys with you?" he asked as the other females of the dorm stepped out behind him.
"Sorry about this Kei-kun, but I'm going to have to ask if these guys can stay here during the martial arts tournament," Ren said with a shrug.
"No way!" Naru shouted. "We let you stay here, but that doesn't mean we're going to let a bunch of other perverts hang around."
"Only the twins over there are actually perverts by my understanding," Ren countered, earning stuck out tongues from Hikaru and Kaoru. "And I thought we already had this discussion several times, Narusegawa. Just because someone's a boy, doesn't automatically make him a pervert. Do we need to have a refresher course?"
Something in Ren's tone made Naru back down, actually moving behind Keitaro for protection. "No... I'm sorry I jumped to conclusions."
"Good girl." Shifting his focus back to Keitaro, Ren went on. "So what do you say, Kei-kun? Mind if they stick around? These guys are all from Ouran Academy where I went to school so I can vouch that they'll be on their best behavior." His voice turned icy and cruel with those last words as he looked to his former classmates to make his point well known.
"Um sure I guess it'll be OK. We'll have to be really careful about making sure the men's time sign is up on the hotspring then if they want to use it."
"Great. They've got a couple of friends competing in the tournament who will probably be joining the group later after the opening ceremonies tomorrow. Right Ootori?" he asked, looking to Kyoya.
"That's correct. Honey-sempai and Mori-sempai will be joining our party sometime tomorrow."
"Looks like you'll have two more partners for your morning training Aoyama," Ren said with a smile. "Come on Shinobou, let's go get dinner started. We've got a lot of food to make."
As Ren and Shinobou headed into the building, Haruhi finally managed to pull herself from her own thoughts and got a good look at Keitaro. "Hey wait a minute, aren't you my cousin?"
Author's Note: Well, doesn't this just scream hilarous? A bunch of boys who live for flirting housed with girls who sent you flying for saying "hi" in the wrong tone. Oh me oh my, whatever shall they do? And hold up a minute... Haruhi and Keitaro are cousins? What's up with that. Guess there's only one way to find out isn't there folks? As always with my stories, I welcome friendly reviews, but please, no flames.
Can't believe I just now noticed I misspelled the title to say "End" instead of "Inn". I am such a dork.