Hello! So, this is my first story: an Ouran High School Host Club mangarewrite. That's why I recommend you go read the manga before reading this, if you haven't already. Now let's get started~~
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The prologue to a hilarious high school love story!
"Kyo-chan Kyo-chan! Tama-chan is depressed again!" Honey-senpai said.
Kyouya-senpai sighed. "Tamaki, would you be so kind as to stop sulking before our clients arrive?" He said, getting a mumbled -and positively incoherent- answer from Tamaki-senpai. 'Hmm, Kyouya-senpai has it difficult; yes he does' I thought. I looked at my twin sister, whose face was showing my exact thoughts. Oh yeah, I haven't introduced myself yet: my name is Hiroyuki Tsubasa, and my twin's name is Sakura. We are identical twins, like Hikaru and Kaoru, but due to… certain circumstances, my hair color is lighter than Sakura's. We have brown mid-back straight hair, and blue-green eyes, courtesy of our German grandmother. Apart from that, we're easy to differentiate: because of my hair color and the way we style it. You see, I have fringe, and I usually tie my hair in a low side ponytail, or in a bun; Sakura prefers to wear head-bands. Anyway, let's return to the matter in hand, ok?
"Hikaru, Kaoru, what did you say to him?" Sakura asked. Clever Sakura knows when it's the twins' fault. I feel proud of her!
"Nothing that isn't true." They probably accused him for doing something stupid again. Sigh, if only he weren't so gullible…
"Kyouya-senpai, shouldn't we get ready for the customers?" I asked. It was a quarter to the time we usually open, but with Tamaki-senpai in that mood, we really should start getting ready. But how could we cheer him up? I mean, he was starting to grow mushrooms! How is that even possible?!
"Footsteps." Mori-senpai said. Way to go Mori-senpai! That got Tamaki-senpai up again. "What are you waiting for? We have customers to attend to!" He exclaimed. "Says the one who was all down just a minute ago." Sakura whispered to me. I couldn't help but stifle my giggles. Kaoru turned to us. "What's so funny?" he asked. "I'll tell you later." I smiled at him.
Just when we had gotten into our position the door opened, and a poor -no real offense- looking guy entered.
Welcome to the Ouran Host club
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And that's the start. Of course, more information will be given in later chapters (I sounded like Kyouya there. Weird).
So, what do you think?
