So I was thinking of doing a Hetalia/Ouran High School Host Club crossover, but someone has already done that! WAHH~! So why not pick one of my other favorite animes?

Alright, so if I'm doing a Fairy Tail/OHSHC crossover, we gotta have a Haruhi, am I right? That means a flat-chested girl. There aren't a lot of those in Fairy Tail. So, that means a currently busty girl has gotta shrink down quite a bit upstairs, and the only person I'd want to be as Haruhi would probably be Lucy. So if you're like me and picture the story as kind of a movie in your head, just imagine a flat Lucy with her Edolas haircut without the hair accessory. And the roles within the Host Club are gonna change a bit, too, with the natural personalities of the FT characters. Hope that doesn't seem bad to you! ^^;;

As always, please send in reviews of how you think I'm doing! This story will probably have multiple chapters, depending on how much time I have to rewatch OHSHC and write and what I can think of. Thanks for reading!

This definitely won't do.

I cringed as a girl in a flowing yellow dress flew past me. Two people who must have been friends chased after her giddily, yelling taunts concerning a Gray Fullbuster that caused her to blush madly. I took a step back, bumping into the double doors that must have swung closed in my hesitation. I shuddered as I left the third library I've come across since stepping foot into this ballroom of a school.

Aren't libraries supposed to be quiet?

I sighed, now aimlessly wandering the elegant hallways with too many Monets and too little of the feel of the educational system. Where were the club activities posters? The bulletin outside the teacher's room telling the students that there's the unit test tomorrow, and that the Gifted students need to have their project supplies in by next Monday?

I kept walking. I didn't really have anyway to go, that being my free period and all. All I had needed was a quiet place to study. By the time I reached the end of the hallway, there was only one door left. It read, "Music Room #3."

It's not like I haven't already searched the entire place.

I grasped the handle, expecting more shouting and running to slip through the crack of the opening door. But to my surprise, all that I could sense was the faint smell of... roses? Petals surrounded my feet. The room was bright enough to make me squint.

What kind of music room is this?

There was nothing there except a vase on top of a pillar in the center of the room. I entered, relaxing my eyes. I looked around. I called out. No response.

At least it's quiet. I can finally get something done.

I had a seat in the center, leaning against the sturdy pillar. I was finally able to be at peace.

Much to my annoyance, the doors flew open, and the roses and the light were back. I had barely even taken out my textbook when the light faded and a group of extremely attractive boys had circled around me.

I squeaked, shooting up and spilling my papers on the floor. I was wary of the vase behind me, but they were all staring so intensely that it was hard to focus on anything. I stood there, dumbfounded, as they leaned in further, a little too close for comfort.

"What's he doing here?" a semi-muscular boy with spiky black hair asked.

"Yeah-" agreed another, this time with cerulean blue spikes and a blood red, intricate tattoo on the right side of his face.

"-who is he?" A boy with the exact same features as the second finished.

"W-WHAT?!" I stuttered, backing up.

"That is the most womanly man I've seen in a while," a fourth snickered.

"Gajeel, manners," a fifth muttered, pushing his sunglasses up the bridge of his nose.

"I haven't seen him around before," a sixth one commented. It took me a while to find him, only to see that he was considerably shorter than the rest.

"Then let's give our guest a warm welcome," the fifth responded, taking my hand. He turned his liquid hazel eyes to mine. "Whatever brought you here?"

"I-I was just looking for a quiet place where I could study," I stammered. I could feel my heart racing, threatening to break out of my chest in pure shock.

"Or...maybe you'd like to try me?" he said, whispering at the end and getting ridiculously close. I could't help what happened. I fell backwards into the stone. I could feel the vase tipping against my back, only to slip off the pillar top. I whipped around and my arm instinctively, frantically, reached for the seemingly ominous vase. My fingers barely touched the handle before it, rather loudly, I might add, shattered into who knows how many overpriced shards.

I was frozen. Silence hung like the laundry on the line back home. I'm pretty sure all my blood cells in their veins, all the air in my lungs, all of the movement in my body, stopped for a moment, just for a moment, to watch the show.

I could feel two symmetrical bodies tower over me, assessing the damage.

"Uhm...Natsu-senpai..." the first murmured.

"That vase..." the second continued.

"Well..." the first scratched his head.

"That guy broke it."

My eyes squeezed shut. My outstretched hand was clenched in a fist.

Ah, fuck.

"I was hoping the first day would be interesting," a voice from the back chuckled. He stepped forward. The first thing I noticed was his crazy pink hair. A scarf adorned his neck, and the end dangled by his non-existent hips. An undone tie was lazily strung around his wrist as a sort of bracelet. "Now what?"

"I-I'm so sorry," I whispered, turning back around.

"I'm afraid apologies won't be enough this time," this Natsu-senpai muttered. "Hey, Gray, do you remember how much this thing cost?"

"Uh, about one million dollars, last time I checked. So much for using that at the auction," the black haired boy responded nonchalantly, smirking.

I almost choked on the air I was barely able to breathe in.

One million dollars?!

"Yes, that should cover it," Natsu nodded. He turned to shortest boy here. "Oi, Romeo, can you get someone on this? We don't need anything else in here breaking." Romeo nodded, and left.

"So, who exactly are you?" asked the one in sunglasses, although we were inside.

"L-Lucy," I answered. I wiped my sweating hands on my black pants.

GOD DAMMIT LUCY, STOP STAMMERING ALREADY.

"That's a very feminine name for a boy," Natsu smiled.

"But I'm-"

"Now, about this vase," Natsu pointed to the shattered remains. "You do know you have to pay for this, right? School property. But it should be nothing. You don't mind, do you?"

My face grew more pale with every word he spoke. My family barely has enough to get through the week. I nodded.

"You can't pay for this? Then how did you even get into this school? If you don't mind my asking, of course." Natsu looked honestly surprised. I almost laughed, despite my situation.

"I'm here on an honors scholarship," I answered, almost smiling.

"Well, if you can't pay with money, you'll just have to pay with your body!"

"WHAT?" Both myself and this Gray yelled at the same time.

"Are you seriously considering...?" Gray trailed off, grabbing Natsu's arm and pulling him to a corner of the room. Gray's face grew serious and he was screaming whispers in Natsu's face, making wild and obvious hand gestures. At one point, Natsu grabbed both of Gray's hands and whispered something in his ear. Gray leaned back, relieved, and they both reunited with the group.

"We have decided-" Gajeel, the twins, and the one in sunglasses were about to protest, "-to make you our mascot!"

My mouth fell open. "Excuse me? Do I look like a mascot to you?"

"Well, maybe if you try hard enough," the twins commented in unison.

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

"You will have to work off your pay. I really hope you aren't in any after-school activities yet. Be back here by-wow, where did the time go? We need to set up soon."

Romeo returned with a janitor, and Natsu told him to get the set-up crew. He turned back to me.

"Here," he said, throwing to me a uniform once the janitor came back. "Put this on."

"He can't even afford the school uniform," one twin muttered to the other. The second nodded sympathetically.

I huffed, moving to the attached half-bathroom. Again, far too fancy than needed, with superfluous pictures and accessories that nobody would need to use. In the middle of changing, Natsu opened the door I forgot to lock and peeked in, asking if I needed anything. I squeaked again, covering my flat chest with the given blazer. Nastu looked puzzled, then his eyes widened with recognition.

"Oh, my God," Natsu gasped, swinging the door shut. "I-I mean-We had no idea, I'm so sorry." I heard him muttering, "Lucy. Wow, I should have known," as my pulse settled back down to normal. I finished dressing and walked out in my new uniform. Natsu was in a huddle with the rest of the members when I tapped him on the shoulder. He straightened immediately and backed up to a more respective distance.

"H-Hi there, Lucy," Natsu said, trying and failing to be casual. "We were-we were just-" Gray stepped in front of him.

"I'll tell you what to do. Believe me, it won't be that hard to do this job. Most of the stuff is already out anyway." Gray led me by the shoulder over to a counter by one side of the room. It was then that I realized a number of tables and centerpieces had been set up, complete with small snacks and fancy cups for drinks.

He started explaining the basics of what I had to do, and how this would help make everything run more smoothly, since before one of the boys had to do this, but now they had more time with their customers.

"Customers? Is this a business? I thought you were throwing a dinner party."

Gray chuckled. "You could call it that. You see, there are a lot of people at this school with too much time on their hands. Girls, specifically. We're simply here to entertain these girls at a reasonable price. Think of it as Ouran High School's playground for the rich and beautiful. Now, usually Jellal takes care of most of this; he's good with math-"

"Wait, who's Jellal?"

"Oh, yeah, you see that one with the red tattoo? Well, there are two, um, one of them is Jellal, and the other is his twin, Mystogan. I have yet to tell them apart. Erza's a lot better at that than I am. That tiny one is Romeo. You know Natsu, I'm sure, that one with the long, black hair is Gajeel, and that one with the sunglasses is Loke. And you know that I'm Gray. Erza's Jellal and Mystogan's number one customer. She's here almost every day."

"Who else here is a regular?"

"Well, there's Juvia; she sees me a lot. Levy McGarden's a big fan of Gajeel for some reason. But don't make fun of him about it-he gets real defensive." Gray smirked, leaned against the wall, and continued. "This little girl, Wendy, likes to see Romeo.

"Everyone loves Loke. Seriously, everyone. I know some straight guys that said they wouldn't mind tapping Loke, you feel me?" Gray was interrupted by Natsu clapping his hands.

"Attention, everyone! Just a few more minutes, so get ready!"

Gray got back up and started walking towards a far off table. He turned back. "You know what you're doing?" I nodded. He smiled. "Good luck, mascot." I scowled. He seemed great and all, but if this was going to be my new pet name, I needed to lay down the law.

A grandfather clock towards the front of the room chimed the time. Natsu stood up along with everybody else and walked towards the door. He opened it gracefully to a heap of girls.

"Ladies, ladies, I welcome you to the Ouran High School's Fairy Tail."

Word Count: about 2,200 words

So how do you like it? Should I keep going? Personally, I'm really getting into this.

I want to find a way to incorporate a lot of the FT characters into this, so if you have any ideas, I'm always open!xx :)

-Adriana