Chapter I
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran…though in an alternate me-niverse I would. Oh, and this does not affect Raging Storm. I will finish it…I'm just experiencing writers' block.
It was just another day at Ouran. The club had just closed and the girls were gone. Haruhi was in the back room making tea, Kyoya was typing away at his computer about expending funds, Tamaki was having some sick fantasy about Haruhi, the twins were teasing the boss, and Honey was eating cake while Mori watched. It was quiet, and they were about to all head out. Suddenly, the doors opened, and heads turned. A male with stunning silver hair and big sky eyes looked at them shyly.
"It's a boy." The ginger twins said in unison, tilting their head, uninterested. Kyoya then stepped up.
"Sorry, the club is closed." His voice was smooth as silk, and a glare tinted his glasses.
"I-I'm l-looking for F-fujioka, H-haruhi." He stuttered out, looking down. Tamaki snapped up, and in a flash was in front of the stranger.
"What do you want with my precious Haruhi?!"
"H-haruhi and I a-are d-dating!" He stuttered out, only for a brief unnoticeable second surprised by his own words. Everyone froze, no one even breathed, even as the said girl walked into the room with everyone's tea.
Honey recovered first.
"Is it true Haru-chan?" honey asked the cross-dresser with big eyes.
"Is what true Honey-senpai?" She asked, setting the tray down on the coffee table.
"Are you dating that commoner!?" Hikaru balled his fist and spat. Haruhi looked up, only then noticing the strange guest. Haruhi looked between her friend and the host club, then decided to go along with it.
"Yes, yes I am. And what do you mean by commoner?" Haruhi sighed and then turned her attention to her guest. "Asher, what're you doing here? I thought we were meeting later?" Haruhi motioned Asher over to the plush couches as everyone took in the new information.
"Well, I thought that I'd pick you up from school and walk you home. When I asked where you were the girl fainted so I carried her to the nurse, and then I asked the nurse and she said you were here." Asher explained this while shifting uncomfortably under the guys' evil stares.
"Oh, well just let me grab my bag." Haruhi said with a smile. No! Haruhi, don't leave me with them! Asher thought desperately. Haruhi, oblivious to Asher's silent plea, went to retrieve her bag.
"So commoner, how long have you been harassing Haruhi."
"Are you and Haru-chan really dating?"
"Ah."
"You kidnapped my precious daughter and have brain-washed her into think you are dating. Don't worry! I'll save you Haruhi!" Tamaki and the twins all but jumped on Asher.
"I-I-I…" Out of the corner of "his" eye, Asher saw Haruhi walk out with her bag. "…have to go." He then grabbed Haruhi's hand and ran out of the host club with them running after them until they exited the building.
Ashlee's POV
"Boy…friend, huh?" Haruhi said in-between breaths. I turned and grinned at Haruhi, while still trying to get oxygen back into my brain. Wow, that host club is some serious when it comes to Haruhi. Aww. It's sweet.
"It was a stroke of genius, wasn't it?" Haruhi gave me a look. "I panicked. You know how I get when I panic! I put on a show. I'm an actress aren't I?" I grinned at her. She made a face.
"Well, technically you're an actor now." She pointed out. We both laughed.
"I couldn't help it. You know my phobia!"
"I can't believe you have Androphobia. And to top it off, you dress like a dude to avoid dudes. How, exactly, does that work again?" Haruhi asked her friend.
"Well, if you dress like a boy, they won't want to go after you. It's like you're hiding in plain sight." I said as if it were obvious. Haruhi sighed.
"Even though that's completely insane, you're still the sanest friend I have."
"Wow Haruhi. Thanks. That really meant a lot to me." I said sarcastically.
"Hey, we're here." Haruhi said, looking up at our apartment complex.
"Let's go to your place today, Haru!" I said, grinning as she deadpanned. She hated that nickname. We walked up to Haruhi's place, and opened the door. Let's just say what was behind the door was Hell itself, then maximize it, because that was what was behind that door to me.
The Host Club!
