A/N: I need something to do to stop myself from trying to bleach my hair again.
Every single day the host club could see a girl standing in front of the open doors. She was always on her phone either screaming in pain or fangirl screams. The only reason why they never asked security to get rid of her was because she never actually did anything to disturb the club...that much.
To say the host club wasn't curious would be the biggest understatement of the century. Surely this girl wanted to be a guest, right? Every girl in the school wanted to be a guest of the host club. Just look at them!
She was probably just some shy fangirl who couldn't work up the courage to meet her senpai's right? Yeah that was TOTALLY it. There was no way it could possibly be anything else. Otherwise she wouldn't be there.
"We should probably just give her what she wants and then she will leave." Hikaru said.
"Or become one of our paying guests." Kyoya said, with his glasses glinting from some unknown light source.
"Don't put it that way. She's our guest. Our job is to make her happy. Not to make her leave or take her money." Tamaki said, appalled by the behavior of his fellow host club members. "Regardless, let's go see what she wants."
Tamaki started marching towards the girl, leaving the rest of the host club to watch in awe. Tamaki was being serious for once in his lifetime. Holy shit this was going on their Facebook page some time soon.
They quickly followed behind their leader, wanting to see what the girl wanted too. After all, she could want to be ANYONE'S guest.
Tamaki approached the girl, breaking into one of his host smiles. "Hello princess." He said, offering her a rose.
When the other club members caught up to Tamaki, Kyoya noticed the girl was one of their classmates. And if he could deduce anything about her personality from his observations in the classroom, she was anything but shy. Or maybe her loudness was just some elaborate ruse to trick them. From the large 'hipster' glasses and the barely noticeable black mop of hair hidden under a hat, Kyoya knew who this was. He, of course, wasn't going to say anything and let this play out.
The girl blinked a couple of times quickly, before quickly turning to the host club. "Oh. Hey." she said.
Well maybe it was a ruse. She was not as loud as Kyoya expected her to be.
"Why do you always stand outside out club room? I can see how much you want to join in our activities. We always welcome new guests." Tamaki said, placing the rose in the girls empty hand.
The girl blinked a couple of times again.
"Sorry, what?" she asked.
"You know. The host club." Tamaki said.
The girl's face scrunched up, leaving her expression somewhat unreadable. Kyoya, the master of seeing through people's facades, had no idea what was going on.
"Sorry. WHAT?" she repeated.
Tamaki launched into his obligatory explanation of the host club, you know the one from the anime, posing dramatically, and acting like an idiot. His speech was cut short by the girl, who had burst out laughing.
"Did you think I was a guest here?" she asked, through an unladylike snort and giggles.
"You're...not?" Tamaki asked, his eyes turning gigantic and full of sparkly tears.
"But you stand out here every day. You expect us to believe you're not one?" Hikaru asked, sounding like this snooty prick he is.
"Listen. I'm just the exchange student from Canada, I had no idea this was even a club. Maybe you were too far to see 'em but I've been wearing headphones while walking around the school every day. I've never been much for socialization clubs." the girl explained.
Tamaki's mood took a complete 180, and he jumped up and down gasping at the revelation.
"So you must be Light Minasae! Wow I've never met a Canadian before." he exclaimed. the other excitable host club members were jumping along with Tamaki, amazed by the sheer foreignness of the Canadian.
Meanwhile, Light stared at them like they were all insane. "Yeah. And you're the weird kid who pulled roses out of his asshole in the middle of class. Charmed." she sarcastically replied.
The comment flew right over Tamaki's head, and was left unnoticed. Forever.
"Miss Minasae, if you weren't here to be one of our guests, not to sound rude but, what exactly was your purpose of being here?" Kyoya asked.
"Oh yeah. I've been walking around the academy because this place is HUGE, trying to catch some Pokemon. Your club room just happened to be a Pokestop so I was kind of just camping out here." Light replied, showing the boy her iPhone.
Kyoya looked on the slightly cracked screen to see a strange looking virtual tower with a large purple circle surrounding a smaller purple circle on the top. There was something pink floating around the structure, and tiny virtual animals littered the bottom. Close to the tiny animals was a human girl, probably her avatar.
He produced a black book out of nowhere, and wrote down something inside it.
"Sorry about not knowing this was your club room. I'll try to be quieter next time. But hey, you guys are pretty dope. Maybe one day I'll actually come to your nerd club." she said, looking down at her phone again.
"It's not a nerd club. It's a HOST club." Kyoya sighed.
"Nerd club it is!" Light replied, grinning widely.
"If anyone here is a nerd it's the one who still plays Pokemon." Kyoya huffed.
"Wow you got me. I have seen the error in my ways. Teach me the rules of Tralalalalaleday and I'll be proper just like you." Light sighed, pretending to swoon.
That was the moment, the other members knew someone was going to murder someone else. Most likely Kyoya because he was being the massive douche and Light seemed pretty chill with the whole thin going on.
"If you come to our club we can teach you the way of being a proper lady." Tamaki said, handing her another rose.
"This way you can get your Pokething and have some people to talk to!" Honey said, showing that he was in fact there.
"Maybe I will, short stuff. Maybe I will." Light said, pulling out a pair of earphones and plugging them into her phone. She pocketed the phone and shoved one of the earphone in her ear.
"By the way I know who you are. I don't live under a rock. God I can't believe Tatania likes you." Light said, pushing the other earphone into her ear.
Light walked away, smiling like a little shit and humming I Need U, while the host club babbled in shock.