I can't own OHSHC... I WANT IT SO BAD!!! Dx
A new guy comes into The Host Club life. He becomes a new host- the juvenile delinquent type. (TDI fans are welcome if you know who I'm talking about!) I didn't have the strength to make my own character, so I used another one in a Cartoon!
I wish for your fangirl squeals and reviews! :D
~*The Juvenile Delinquent*~
Chapter One:
The Rebel Of Ouran
I know I'm the new kid here again, but isn't there anything fun here? I'm from Canada, separated from my ex, who I'm still in love with, and all my friends. And I just got a new opportunity as a rich foster child IN JAPAN! The name's Duncan.... Duncan Winters. Hehe, it's weird that girls go crazy over the bad boy type. I don't think of myself like that at all... Just the rebellious type, wanting to be free. The law just creases me, but the ironic thing is... is that I fell head over heels for an over-achieving, preppy, and hot chick named Courtney Grey. She has a short temper and a sharp tongue, similar to myself.
Right now, I feel creeped that I was even accepted at this... place. Everything's hella fancy, bet Courtney would be jealous! (HA! TAKE THAT PRINCESS!!) Princess, yup, that was the nickname I gave her. It suited her well. I mean, the girl was fucking bossy and a nag.. and she was pig-headed! But I gotta tell ya, she had the guts to even say all sorts of shit to my face and not be afraid of my reaction. I bet it would be hard to find another girl like her HERE! I'd be lucky. Ugh!
I jabbed my fists into my pants pockets, due to depression and boredom. I aimlessly walked throughout the academy, the floor was lavishly carpeted with red silk and the railings were paved with gold. Probably sparkling paint or something, no place can be this wealthy!! The chandeliers were divinely carved with perfection. The windows were large, overlooking the front and back of Ouran Academy. The pond was nice-looking, it's just the... figure that was.. uh... nevermind! Don't wanna be a perv!
(Princess usually thinks that I am one, too. Yeah- as if I stare at her ass... and her breasts.. OK FINE! I'm a pervert, but I don't do it to other girls! JESUS!)
(Okay... I say 'Jesus' because a nerd named Harold says 'Gosh' and 'Gawd' alot... It almost rubbed off on me back there!)
I guess I walked past the top staircase of the south part of this school and went through to the north corridor, only to end up at the door of an abandoned music room.
And once I turned the handle, opening the door, I walked into my personal hell.... They called themselves Ouran Academy's "Host Club." And some shrimp with short, mocha hair and big brown eyes greeted me.
"Welcome, but I'm sorry. We're not o-pen to-day," The kid said, staring at me.
I had a mohawk, dyed neon green. I messed up my school uniform: my jacket was unbuttoned, my uniform shirt was untucked with some buttons in and out, my pants were sagging with a studded belt hanging on it (I'm skinny like one of those skaters, but I'm also buff because I've been in juvie for a long time), and I wasn't wearing dance shoes for those damn rich bastards. Instead, I was wearing my signature red converses. Plus, I had 5 too many piercings on my face, including my ears, nose, lower lip, eyebrows, and tongue.
"What are you staring at, kid? If you hadn't noticed, I'm the new kid and this is what I look like," I cocked an eyebrow up and gave him a cold glare. His skin got paler. Huh, this kid might be fun to mess with.
There was something about him that reminds me of someone... And that was when the others appeared. Creepy how much some of them resemble the people I know.
"HARUHI!" The blonde kid with good hair yelled. He was like some kitten thinking it was a tiger... The dude ran to the kid's side, holding onto him like they were together. UHHHHH.... (GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY)
"Who's this?" He answered his own question before I could say anything, "HE'S YOUR BOYFRIEND ISN'T HE?? I WON'T ALLOW IT. AS YOUR FATHER, I WON'T LET MY PRECIOUS LITTLE GIRL GO OFF AND... AND..."
"Hold it! Did you just say 'little girl' and 'father?'" I asked, my mind spinning into some other dimension.
"Uhh..." Haruhi, I guess, and blonde-y replied in a unison.
"Cross-dresser... and! Some crazy loon whose mother dropped him once too many times that he became eternally retarded!" I answered myself, making the blonde go into some dark corner, sulking.
"Yes, Haruhi does cross-dress. But, I do think that your comment about Tamaki was slightly exaggerated. I'm Kyoya and the twins are Hikaru, the one with black hair, and Kaoru. The tall, silent one is Mori-senpai and the boy-Lolita is Honey-senpai. And I presume that your Duncan? The new exchange student," Kyoya said. (Only smart one here, possibly. Guess he runs the place)
"Yeah. I'm Duncan. Yo, Chairman. Do you know any place where I can find any grub? Like Mickey D's or a fast-food restaraunt?"
"Mickey D's?" (Guess he isn't as smart as I thought.)
"McDonald's..."
"HOW DARE YOU TALK ABOUT SUCH PLACES! And.. I AM THE ONE WHO IS THE KING!!! MAMA," Tamaki cried.
The twins surrounded me, Twin Emo praised me, "Hehe, 4 points. Gotta hand it to you. You really made him cry..."
Twin Prep continued, "Hikaru, anyone can make him cry. But, hey at least I'm not the one who gets pissed all the time whenever I see Tamaki and Haruhi too close..."
The other twin roared, "SHUT UP, KAORU!"
The light haired one turned to me, "Ha.... Hikaru was going to tell you to back off of Haruhi. 'He's hers.'" He used air quotes on "He's hers."
"Yeah, got myself a girlfriend already," I shrugged, thinking smugly of my princess.
"Who's this 'princess?' Haha, I would never think someone like this kid would hook up with an actual princess! She hot?" Kaoru teased.
I reacted instinctively, clenching his shirt in my left hand, while my right one was ready to hurt him. "WHAT DID YOU SAY, DOUCHEBAG?"
The thoughts of Kaoru.... xD
WH-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! This guy's serious! Lord, have mercy! Lord, have mercy! I don't want to die young and beautiful.
"Whoa! Guys, violence isn't the answer. Duncan, put down your weapon," Haruhi demanded. Her touch was calming to my hands, making them to loosen my grip, "Kaoru, say sorry." (She's like Bridgette...)
"Why? He was about to kill me!! He should be apologizing, Haruhi!" Kaoru complained.
"Please. Just say it," She pleaded.
"Fine. I'm sorry, Duncan," He hissed. (Got an enemy already. Kinda like Harold in a way.)
"Pbfft, now if you excuse me... I'll be leaving," I took my bag and headed for the door. That was when the Geoff-like character blocked my only exit.
"Move or I'll make you shit your pants..." I threatened, making him even more determined.
"N-no! You have to stay!" He pointed to the bridge of my nose, I slapped it away like some bug.
"Why?"
"Uh..." He started thinking. (Something Geoff could never do..)
"Become a host," Kyoya stated.
"Become a what?" I snapped my head back at the shadow king with horror.
"A host. Like us, we are here to entertain ladies. We all have unique techniques in order to swoon the girls. I bet a bad boy type would be a good addition!" Kyoya replied.
"Yes! The Host Club is where we, the rich and beautiful boys with plenty of time on our hands, serve the female students, who also have time to spend!" Tamaki revised.
"Yeah... I got that the first time from the Chairman, blonde-y," I paused, noticing him in his corner again, "Not sure if I would want to join this Heist club... I'll think about it," I said, turning my back on the guys.
"There'll be a lot of girls here, though," Tamaki reasoned... illogically.
"I have a girlfriend."
"Is there anything I can do in order to make you change your mind?" He asked. (I have some in mind!! *vein*)
"Nope."
"We'll give you an opportunity to see your girlfriend again! It'll be a one-way ticket," Haruhi stepped forward.
My entire body froze. My thoughts were looping through many events that would happen if I went back to Canada. Courtney and I would be together again, I'll be able to see my friends, and most of all, I'll be on my own once more. I tried to prevent my body to jump for joy like the creep (Tamaki).
"Dunca-chan.." It sounded like a small girl, and I could feel a tug on my clothing. It was the boy with the... bunny? What kind of boy is he?
"Aww. What a sweet little girl. Buzz off, kid," Next thing I knew, he muttered something and threw me. I slid across the wooden floor.
"Oww.."
"Ah, yes. Did I mention that Honey-senpai is a martial artist?" Kyoya smirked.
"You son-of-a-bitch. Thanks for not telling me," I mumbled, so that the shadow king would be the only one to hear me.
"I'm not a girl, Dunca-chan!" Honey-senpai said, making his eyes un-noticable, along with a dark aura around him (Note to self: Never.. NEVER piss the kid off!)
"Sorry!" I apologized out of terror. He became cutesy again... (O.o)
"It's alright! Hehe! Takashi, carry me!" He smiled and demanded. Mori did as he ordered.
"So... will you join, Duncan?" Haruhi asked. (Damn it!!!!!! Girls always have THOSE eyes. God dammit! How can a man say "No" to that?)
"N... fine," He sighed out, defeated.
"GREAT!" Tamaki put his arm around his neck. (A/N: Not like what he does with Haruhi, but like somely manly gesture)
"Y-yeah... YOU'RE KILLING ME, MAN!" I yelled. He let go, still smiling. (Are those two related?)
The door opened from behind me. Many girls came in, staring the new environment. It appeared from nowhere, making me wonder how the fuck did this happen!!
The entire host club were assembled in a family fashion, welcoming the ladies.
"Welcome."
I hope you liked it. Review, alert, favorite! Another chapter will be coming up soon! But I have to say that is IMPORTANT!!!!!
Don't expect this story to be completed...
I never have finished any of my lengthy stories. Dx
(TDI)Another High School Story= X
(SC!)Once Upon A Dream= X
(TDI)Cliche, Much= X
(OHSHC)The Juvenile Delinquent= ??
(JL)Megan O'Reilly= X
(TDI)Diary of Escape or Return= X (Decided to end it right away)
I have endings for these stories, but I cannot ever find any good events to happen after I have run out of ideas.