Background on me: I am Kuro-chan!!! I usually write stories for Vampire Knight or Bleach, so this is going to be my first Ouran fanfic! (I'm excited!!!) And...most of the stories I write come from my dreams, you know with a few alterations.
As for this story: It's going to be short...actually, the length of my stories usually depend on the readers, reviews, and future dreams :D
And this chapter?: It's really short. I mean, come on, it's the prologue. Just a test to see if people will like the idea. But trust me, it's definitely gonna get better!
Now, enough of backgrounds and onto with the prologue!
~Enjoy, Kuro-chan
Prologue: In Which the Shadow King Stumbles upon Something He Shouldn't
Tamaki watched curiously as his best friend's eyes widened behind the laptop. He frowned a little; it was unusually for Kyouya not to be coming up with more ideas on how to raise money for the Host Club.
"Kyouya, mon ami, are you feeling quite well?" Tamaki asked.
Kyouya didn't move. That meant something was very wrong.
Tamaki gasped, "Are we in huge financial debt?"
Kyouya still didn't move.
"Hunny-senpai ate away your money!"
No movement.
"The Host Club fans posted embarrassing pictures of you!"
No movement.
"You're marrying Haruhi!"
That caught Kyouya's attention; he snapped out of his shock trance. "How stupid are you, you idiot?! Of course not!"
"Then what happened?"
Kyouya motioned for Tamaki to come take a look at the laptop screen. "I found a new website. Did you know the stories of our club are famous throughout the world? And random people out there write stories about us!"
Tamaki smirked, "Well, with my good looks and handsome ways, everyone should be writing the stories about me, of course."
Kyouya gave Tamaki a dark look. "This is no time to be narcissistic. You know how serious this problem is? They are completely destroying the image of the Host Club! I mean, look at this…" Kyouya proceeded to clicking on a link, "There is a story about me marrying Haruhi in here! And read what I'm saying: 'I love you'? That's an outrage!"
Tamaki suddenly looked furious too. "Oh freaks! You are marrying Haruhi! That's definitely not right! I should be the one marrying her."
Kyouya suddenly stood up and grabbed Tamaki by the shirt. "Listen to me, Tamaki Suoh. Call and emergency Host Club meeting right now. We have to discuss this; stop goofing off for the sake of our club."
Tamaki sighed, "Fine, I'll go get them. But it's probably not that big of a deal."
Kyouya sighed as Tamaki exited the room. "He doesn't think it's a big deal, yet. Wait until he and the rest of the Host Club reads all these stories."
Just tell me how it is so far...I promise it will get so much better once the whole club starts reading :D
(NOTE TO SELF/READERS: I love my dreams. They are so sick and twisted.)
