Two women walked down the halls of the illustrious Ouran Academy together. One a cheerful middle aged women with short brown hair and Mary Jane pumps, and a younger woman with unruly waves of dark Teal colored hair that faded into light aqua and a girls school uniform.
"I think you'll love it at here, Miss Kimura." The administration lady beamed so brightly the other girl fought back the need to cover her eyes. "Ouran Academy is one of the top schools in the country and our facility's are among the best in the world. "
"Just call me Kou."
"Oh, on! I couldn't do that!" The women smiled joyfully, hazel eyes glittering.
Kou Kimura gave the woman a deadpan look.
"Is your face stuck like that or something?"
"W-what?" The womens smile slightly faltered
"Nothing." Kou rolled her eyes.
"Anyway, like I was saying, Ouran is known for its high class students from very prestigious families, so you will feel quite at home. And if anything bothers you in the slightest the other staff and I will be happy to give you any assistance you require." The women continued to lead Kou down a hall, other students starting at her, most recognizing her within moments. "It must be amazing to be known where ever you go, Miss Kimura. The life of a celebrity must be so glamorous!"
"You sick in the head?" Kou arched and eyebrow. "And just call me Kou."
"Ah! Here we are, your home room." The women announced, ignoring Kous comments.
The women holds the door out for Kou, who steps in. The room is plunged into silence. The students inside turning to look at here. One brave soul step towards her.
"Are you Kou, as in Kou Kimura, Kou?"
"Thats me."
Then all hell broke loose.
"OH, MY, GOD!"
"YOUR SO COOL!"
"I'M YOUR BIGGEST FAN!"
"CAN YOU PLEASE SIGN THIS?"
Kou, although used to hoards of fans screaming at her, did not anticipate the wave of human bodies that literally jumped atop of her own.
"WHAT THE FUCK! GET THE HELL OFF ME YOU FUCKING CRAZY PEOPLE!" Kou shoves several girls away from her and backs up from the crowd of squabbling students. A group of girls cover there ears at Kou colorful vocabulary, them too backing away.
"What is the commotion in here-? Ah! You must be the new student!" Kou turns around to find a blonde boy, physics defying sparkles floating about him, a red rose appearing in his hand. "My dearest princess. Its so lovely to met you. I am Tamaki Souh, the King of the Ouran Host Club. My beautiful princess, word of your bewildering beauty has reached me and I see that the words do you no justice. Your eyes are like a beautiful blue cool pond, I would do anything to swim in your gaze, my darling-"
"HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, OH, MY, GOD, OH, MY, GOD, OH, MY, GOD, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA." Kou let out a boisterous laugh, she hugged her sides in pain and eventually fell to the fall, swallowed by her own rowdy giggling.
Tamaki stood in shock, arm still outstretch before him in a all to flamboyant manner.
"HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, OH, MY, GOD, OH, MY, GOD, I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT JUST HAPPEN!"
"Tamaki, what have you done now?" A clearly annoyed voice spoke out behind the shell shocked blond.
"Ha, ha, ha, ha ,ha..." Kou layed on her back on the classroom floor wiping away tears of laughter. "I can't, ha, ha, ha...believe that happened! I just got...ha, ha, HA, HA, HA, ha...I just got fucking swooned by a gay guy with fucking rose, ha, ha, ha, ha...what the hell is this place?"
"I believe its the floor of our home room class." Came a slow monotone voice. Kou looked above her to find a dark haired boy with chocolate brown eyes hidden behind a pair of glasses. "I take it you are Kou Kimura?"
Kou frowned at the boy who seemed intent on ruining her laughing fit with his serious look and sarcastic words.
"Depends on whos asking? If its my bookie then I'm Jonathan McIntyre from Ireland." Kou gave him a equality serious look topped off with a decent Irish accent.
"Hmm." Kyoya raised an eyebrow at the girl then gestured to the blond boy, who still in shock was being comforted by several girls. "That idiot over there is Tamaki Souh, and I am Kyoya Ootori. I'm pleased to met you."
"Uh, huh. Same to you, pretty boy number two."
"Pardon?"
"He," Kou pointed to Tamaki. ",is pretty boy number one. If you really can't do the math then your probably in the wrong grade buddy."
"What in the world is going on in here?" Asked a bewildered voice, Kou looked over to the door way were a middle aged women with long caramel hair stood. "Why is there a girl lying on the floor and Why am I hearing reports of yelling and profanity and what set off Mr Souh this time?"
"Its the new student, Miss Suzuki!" One student shouted.
"Its Kou Kimura! THE Kou Kimura!" Another called out.
"OK, OK. Everyone calm down. A new student is very exciting, but I think we all need to take a deep breath." The women said. "Now, Mr Ootori would you mind bringing back Mr Souh? And Miss Kimura we use chairs not the floor."
"But I like the floor." Kou frowned.
The teacher looked at her for a moment and then sighed. Her face melted to look that said, great, another nut job...
"Yes, well. Regardless, I would appreciate it if you used a chair."
"Fine." Kou gave a long deep sigh and patted the floor beneath her. "Good bye my friend, our time together was short, but I will forever cherish it."
"This is going to be a long year..." Miss Suzuki frowned and lent down to give the girl hand off the floor. Kou accepted it and stood up. "Now, that were all calm and our new student is off the floor, we can begin. Miss Kimura would you please stand at the front of the class."
The other students all took there places as Kou and the teacher made there way to the front.
"Miss Kimura, would you please introduce yourself?"
"Sure." Kou turned to face the students who stared back up at her expectantly. "Sup everyone. My names Kou Kimura, I'm sixteen years old and I'm fairly certain from the wall of human flesh that almost killed me a few minutes ago that most of you know who I am. And just encase anybody asks, no, I will NOT autograph your ass. I've already had too much experience with that area and all I can tell you is it involves uncontrolled flatulence and small enclosed spaces. Actually this one time-"
"I think thats enough introductions for now!" Miss Suzuki cried out in horror. "Please, stop. Anyway, back to business. Miss Kimura you can take the seat right next to Miss Takuba. Could you please raise your hand, Miss Takuba?"
A small girl with green eyes and short black hair raises her hand and gives Kou a warm smile. Kou walks to the middle of the classroom sits down beside her with another sup as a greeting.
Kou then sat though morning classes and was, for the most part, bored out of her mind. When lunch finally dragged its self around, Kou couldn't have been happier. That was until she was close to trampled by an ungodly number of students. And here she thought all the upper class types would have more decorum.
She ditched the idea of eating in the cafeteria, and instead hid in the girls bathroom. She sat alone on the closed toilet lid. Her earphones plugged into her phone, scrolling though the many texts from her friends and siblings.
Two texts from Mitsuki-7:38am: Good luck today at school, try your best. Just don't kill anyone.7:40am: I'm serious Kou.Seven texts and four missed call from Yumi-8:12am: heya sis knock em dead! ;] 38:12am: but dont actually kill any18:13am: that would be bad XD8:16am: r u even awake?8:20am: answer meeeeeeeeeeeeeee :[8:22am: sisssssss answerrrrrrrr meeeeeeee!8:28am: dont make me call uYou have four missed calls from Yumi. Three voice messages were left. 7:21am: No voice message was left.
One text from Maiko- 10:13am: P.S- Yumi almost started crying when you wouldnt answer her so you owe me whole punnet of chocolate ice cream
Three texts from Liam- 11:53am:
11:55am: Wait, you do know what I mean right? I feel like you know what I mean.
11:56am: It meant I got shit faced and got banged by this gorgeous underwear model in a toilet stall. Just encase you were wondering.
Kou smiled and rolled her eyes at the multitude of texts, the requests for zero blood shed, Yumis unbalanced emotions and Liams nightclub adventures. She asked herself why she agreed to come here, or go to school at all. Then she remembered why. She wanted a break from the spot light for a few months at most and her parents took it as an invitation to send her into the deep pits of hell.
She begun answering all the texts and missed calls she'd been ignoring all morning. With nothing else to do she turned up her music and hummed the rest of the lunch break away.
Double bubble disco queen headed to the guillotine
Skin as cool as Steve McQueen, let me be your killer king
It hurts until it stops, we will love until it's not
I'm a killing spree in white, eyes like broken Christmas lights
My touch is black and poisonous
And nothing like my punch-drunk kiss
I know you need it, do you feel it?
Drink the water, drink the wine
Oh, we gotta turn up the crazy
Livin' like a washed up celebrity
Shooting fireworks like it's the fourth of July
Until we feel alright
Until we feel alright
-Unexpected-
Its was the last class for the day and Kou wasn't sure she could last another ten minutes. Not to mention she hadn't eaten since breakfast. So far she'd been chased all over the school and the only people she'd actually spoken to was Ayako Takuba, the girl she'd been placed next to and Kyoya Ootori. She wasn't sure if what happened with Tamaki Souh could be classed as speaking. It seemed more like he poured out his heart and soul to her and Kou shot his affection in the face with a rifle while laughing.
"Hey, Kimura would you like to come to Host Club with me and the other girls?" Ayako smiled.
"Whats the Host Club?"
"Only my reason for living!" A girl exclaimed.
"I've been waiting all day to see Honey Senpai! I don't think I can wait any longer!" Another girl giggled.
"Trust me. You'll love it" Ayako extended a hand towards her.
"I'll come on one condition." Said Kou. "You call me Kou."
"Deal." Ayako nodded and took Kous hand, leading her out the door.
Kou manged to grab her phone and quickly typed out a explanation her house maid that she would call when she needed to be picked up. It wasn't long before Ayako and the other girls had dragged Kou to music room three. The doors swung open and Kou was blasted with rose petals. When Kou saw the group of students standing together, smiling at the girls she thought two things. One; of course pretty boy number one would be into something like this. Two; They kinda remind me of hookers...
"HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, WHAT THE FLYING FUCK, HA, HA, HA, OH, MY, GOD, OH, MY, GOD, OH, MY, GOD, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, WHAT THE HELL!" The other girl standing in the door way with her all stepped away for cautiously.
"Uh...Kou-chan? Are you okay?" Ayako asked softly.
"OH, SWEET JESUS! WHAT IS THIS PLACE? HA, HA, HA, HA, HA! THEY LOOK LIKE PROSTITUTES OFFERING THEMSELVES UP TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER! HA, HA, HA, HA, HA!"
"This again." Kyoya sighed.
"Is she always like this?" Tamaki mumbled.
"Who is she?-"
"And why is she laughing-"
"Like a complete psycho?" A pair of identical twins wondered aloud.
"Kou-Chan calm down." Ayako put a hand on her shoulder, slight worry and embarrassment on her face.
"Theres already enough crazy around here as it is..." A brunet mumbled sardonically.
"HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, Ha, ha ,ha ,ha ,ha , ha..." Kou hugged her sides as her laughing fit slowly subsided. "Oh, gosh. What is up with this school? Ha, ha, ha, ha..."
"Hey! I think I've seen her on TV!" A small boy with large brown eyes exclaimed. " Doesn't she look familiar to you Takashi?"
The tall dark haired boy, standing beside the short one simply nodded.
"Its likely you have seen her before." Kyoya snapped open his black book, Kou still giggling softly. "Her name is Kou Kimura, the youngest child of the social lite and celebrity Kimura family. They are one of the biggest names in the creative industry. She just transferred into the same class as Tamaki and myself today. She has been home school for the majority of her life, only attending one other school six years ago. She is known for her musical and acting skills. She is sixteen years old, five ft six inches in height, has blue eyes and brown hair, although she regularly dyes it."
Kou looked over at Kyoya with pursed lips.
"You some kind of stalker four eyes?"
"No, I simply know everything that happens at Ouran Academy. And that's not my name." Kyoya pushed his glasses up higher on the bridge of his nose.
"Whatever you say. So, you guys are the Host Club. Heh, should have guessed." Kou shrugged her shoulders casually. "You in particular Pretty Boy Number One."
"Now. Down to business. Tamaki, if you will." Kyoya said, ignoring Kou.
"Of course! Forgive me my lovely princesses, I will never forget you, for you presences out shines the moon! The stars! THE VERY SUN!" Tamaki threw his arms out wide, his eyes glittering with adoration.
"Oh! Tamakis so sweet!" One girl exclaimed.
The other girls cheered and blushed like the bashful little girls they where.
The hosts set to work, leading there first guests too they places with smiles, sweet words and strange incestuous acts.
"Its my turn to talk with Haruhi Kou-Chan." Ayako smiled excitedly. "You should choose a host of your own. You'll love it!"
"Right..." Kou mumbled as Ayako walked over to a girl wearing a boys uniform.
Kou stood alone for several minutes watching the hosts woo the fluttering girls, to which she realized, they really were like hookers. She smiled at the adorable display she saw from a very short boy and much taller one, whom she found were named Honey and Mori. She drew odd looks when she laughed loudly at Tamakis wild show of affection and rolled her eyes at a pair of identical twins named Kaoru and Hikaru who seemed more close then they guests could handle. Then Kou approached the girl , Haruhi, who Ayako had gone to sit with.
Kou cocked her head to one side, wondering why the girl was dressed as a boy. She eventually decided that the girl was probably gender fluid or transsexual or something along those lines. Or hell. maybe she just prefers mans clothing.
"Excuse me, miss Kimura?"
"Hmm? What's up four eyes?"
"That's not my name." Kyoya smiled plainly. "Now, would you be in rested in becoming a client of the Host Club? Because, if not I'm afraid you'll have to leave."
"What exactly is the Host Club?"
"The Host Club is the gathering of Ouran Academy most attractive male students, who entertain young ladies with too much time on there hands. We offer quite a variety as well." Kyoya gestured over towards Honey and Mori senpai. "For example, Honey senpai is the boy lolita, while Mori senpai is the strong and silent type."
"So...you guys are prostitutes then?"
For a solitary second Kyoyas smile dropped from his face, but he quickly hid it behind another small smile.
"Aren't you interested at all?"
Kou smirked and watched the boys eyebrow twitch in irritation.
"Now, now. I didn't say that did I?" Kou turned back to look at the host. "The girl over there seems interesting."
"Pardon?" Kyoya says quickly, Kou pretending not to notice the way his fingers tightened around the pen in his hand. "I'm afraid all the host are male."
"Thats cool. At least I know the proper pronouns, because believe me that kind of stuff has gotten me in sooooooo much trouble in the past." Kou laughed casually. "So, uh, do I just walk over there, or...?"
"Haruhi is almost finished with her currant client. So, simply go over there an tell her I have put you down as a new guest."
"Cool. Thanks four eyes." Kou turned and begun making her way over to her chosen host.
Kyoya watched the girl with cold eyes, not sure if he could take her seriously as a threat, deciding instead to inform the others of his discovery.
"Hello!" Kou stood beaming in front of Haruhi, who waved as her other guest stood and left.
"Hi. Are you my new client?" Haruhi asked kindly, big brown eyes wide and beautiful.
"Yep! Old-stalker-mc-four-eyes told me to come over and introduce myself and here I am!" Kou announces giddily, hands in her hips.
"Right...This is your today at Ouran isn't it?"
"Uh huh." Kou nodded with a big childish smile.
"Please take a seat." Haruhi gestured to the empty spot beside her. "My name is Haruhi Fujioka."
"Thanks." Kou plonked down next to the host, quickly deciding that she like this very polite cross dressing girl. "Its nice to meet you."
"So, uh, Kyoya senpai said you were a celebrity, right?" Haruhi asked. "I'm sorry, but I can't seem to remember your name...?"
Kou smiled. It was refreshing to meet someone who didn't know who she was. With fame brought very little privacy, and so, most people who she met already felt like they knew and skipped the whole part about getting to know a person.
"Its Kou. Kou Kimura. But really, just call me Kou, I get enough formal stuff everywhere I go."
"Of course, Kou." Haruhi flashed her another warm smile. "Would you like some tea?"
"Sure."
Kou watched the girl pour tea, her hands small an slender.
"Here." Haruhi handed her the porcelain cup.
"Thank you." Kou blew at the steam radiating from the hot tea. "So, Haruhi tell me about yourself."
"What would you like to know?" Haruhi was used to being ask this.
"Well, do you have any siblings?"
"No. I'm a only child. Its just me and my father." Haruhi answered, hands in her lap politely.
"Ohhhhhh. I'd don't think I can even imagine whats thats like. I have a older brother and there sisters."
"That must be fun."
"Yeah, sometimes." Kou laughed, remembering the many arguments she and her siblings had indulged in over the years. "But, their not around the majority of the time. Its probably a good thing too, or else there would likely but blood shed and lots of it. But that's family for you!"
"You seem to have an interesting family." Haruhi laughed.
"Yeah, were definitely different."
"Kyoya senpai also said that your family is a pretty big deal."
"I guess we are, but only when it comes to art and music and stuff. Now! Were meant to be talking about you!" Kou look at Haruhi eagerly. "What's your dad like?"
"Hes pretty normal as dads go I guess, at that's how I see it." Haruhi laughed awkwardly. "Although he can get on my nerves sometimes."
"They tend to do that sometimes. For me, its my mother. My dad can be kinda a push over with anything that doesn't pertain to his work, so he was always the go to guy to get away with things when we were all growing up." Kou laughed again.
Haruhi laughed along with her, she never had a guest that was so interesting before, even if she was a little strange.
"So, do you like being in the host club?" Kou asked.
"Not always to be honest," Haruhi scratched at the back of her head. "I just mean, the other members are very unique people."
"Yeah, I can tell. Quite the characters, huh?"
"Oh, yeah, trust me." Haruhi nodded, showing pity for herself.
"How did you join the host club? I feel like it would be a story filled with hilarious gender confusion. Ha, ha, ha-" Kou froze when she realized what she'd said. "Shit! Uh...I hope that didn't offend you or anything."
"Why would that offend me?"
"Well, in my unfortunate experience, cross dressers and people like that can get a little ticked off when ignorant people like me pry."
Suddenly Kou feels a pair of hands grip each of her shoulders and she jumps in shock.
"NOOOOOOOOO! KYOYA DOOOOO SOMETHING." Tamaki ran about like a mad man, waving his arms about, tears flowing down his cheeks.
Kou looks up to see Kyoya, Honey and Mori all standing before her.
"Guys! Leave her alone!" Haruhi glares at the twins who still had hold of Kous shoulders.
"Look I'm not interested in joining your fucking cult or whatever, that's not a path I want to go down again." Kou glared up at Kyoya.
"Takashi, are we a cult?" Honey looked up at his companion innocently.
"She knows."
"We can't let her leave." Said the twins, glaring down at her, eyes glowing a sinister red.
"You sure you ain't a cult?" Kou quirked an eyebrow.
"We have no choice but to make you swear to silence!" Tamaki stood inches from Kous face.
"You guys are being ridiculous!" Haruhi snapped.
"Hush now, Haruhi. Daddy's going to deal with the mean girl." Tamaki croon lovingly at Haruhi who deadpanned and looked away.
"You see," Kyoya begun, pushing his glasses up higher on the bridge of his nose, the light glinting off them darkly. "Due to certain circumstances, Haruhi must dress as a male student to work off a debt to the host club. If her secret where to be exposed then it would not be beneficial to her, the club or, to you."
"Your a creepy dude, you know that." Kou mumbled.
"Do you agree to keep Haruhis secret? Do you swear to take it to the grave!" Tamaki exclaimed, his violet eyes boring into Kous blue ones.
"HA, HA, HA, HA, YOU GUYS ARE SO WEIRD, HA, HA, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha..." Kou shook with laughter.
"You must swear on all that is good in this world that will her gender a secret!" Tamaki pointed a finger at Kou.
"Are you kidding me?" Kou rolled her eyes. "I'm a celebrity. I've got secrets that would curl your hair, pretty boy number one."
"So, you'll keep it a secret?" Honey asked, eyes wide, flowers mysteriously appearing around him.
"Yeah, sure. Why not?" Kou shrugged her shoulders.
"Wait-" The twins removed there hands from the girls shoulders.
"That's it?"
"That's all it took?"
"Uh...yeah...why should I care about what's in between peoples legs?" Kou arched an quizzical eyebrow. "What would I have to gain from that?"
The hosts look down at her, almost through new eyes.
"Haruhi, you should definitely hang on to these guys." Kou looked over at the brunet. "There maybe clearly clinically insane, but there'll always have you back. I can tell you that much."
"Ohhhh! After all! It seems you truly are a fair maiden! Beautiful and kind" Tamaki the his arms open wide, roses seemingly flocking to him.
"Nah! Screw that fair maiden shit!" Kou waved her hand nonchalantly, eyes bright and cheerful. "But, if the host club is this interesting all the time, you'll most definitely be seeing more of me!"
"Prefect." Kyoya gave a heavy sigh, massaging his temples, he could already feel the headaches coming.
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