To Be A Host
Chapter One: Death By Rose Petals
Two teenagers peeked into a library, full of chattering students. They both sighed in unison while the shorter teenager slowly closed the door with a creak. Both began to slowly walk away towards a flight of stairs. The shorter teenager had messily chopped brown hair that covered his thick glasses. "This place has four libraries." he said in exasperation "You'd think one of them would be quiet enough for us to study."
The other teenager who looked slightly older than him turned their head to look at their companion. "Well you can't blame them. They are both rich and powerful and probably really spoiled." they replied. The teenager had rusty red hair tied back into a limp pony tail and wore yellow tinted glasses, covering his amber eyes.
"I'm beginning to think that rich kids only come to school to have a good time." The brunette muttered. His companion only chuckled in amusement and spotted a set of double doors ahead. "Hey Haruhi look. An abandoned music room." he pointed towards the door.
"Wait up Ryoku." Haruhi jogged to catch up with his older brother. The two slowly opened the double the door.
They where soon attacked by flying rose petals and bright lights. "AHHHHHH!" Ryoku screamed, unfortunately getting a mouth full of rose petals in the process.
"Welcome." a chorus of voices said. After the lights cleared, in the middle of the room stood six handsome men.
"Wha- wha- wha- WHAT?!" stuttered Haruhi. Ryoko was currently still trying to cough out the rose petals stuck in his esophagus.
"Oh, wow their boys." said two twins in complete unison.
"Hikaru, Kaoru I believe that the younger one is in the same class as you isn't he?" A young man with glasses questioned.
"Yeah. But he's shy. He doesn't act very sociably. So we don't know much about him." They said as they shrugged their shoulders, still completely in sync with each other.
Something seemed to click in the glasses wearing man and he then smirked. "Well that wasn't very polite." he said. "Welcome to the Host Club, Mr. Honers student."
Ryoku was done coughing up petals and he took large gulps of air. "I'm Alive!" He exclaimed. The teenager turned his attention to the six young men and saw two familiar faces. "Ah, Ootori-san and Suoh-san. It's good to see you two again."
"What?" A blonde man exclaimed, ignoring Ryoko. "You must be the other exceptional honors student we've heard about. Haruhi Fujioka!" His violet eyes where full of wonder.
Haruhi, who had been struggling to get the door opened, froze. "How did you know my name?" He asked cautiously.
Ryoku turned to his little brother and said "Oh Haruhi, some of these people are in my homeroom class. That's Kyoya Ootori. He knows almost everything about everyone." He pointed to the black haired student.
"And this is Tamaki Suoh." He moved his finger to The blond.
"Well you two are infamous. It's not everyday a commoner, let alone two, gains entrance into our academy." Kyoya said, answering Haruhi's question from earlier. The comment made both Ryoku and Haruhi's eyebrow to twitch. 'commoner?' they both thought.
"You must have an audacious nerve to fight your way into this school." He continued. Ryoku coughed uncomfortably "Well thanks I guess Ootori-san." he said.
"Your welcome." a proud voice said as a hand was clamped onto both Ryoku and Haruhi's shoulder. "You are a hero to other poor people Fujioka. You've shown the world that poor people like you could excel into an elite private academy." Tamaki said.
Ryoku seemed to snap out of his little trance first and began to pull Haruhi to a further place in the room. "It must be hard to be constantly looked down upon by others." Tamaki continued.
"I think your taking this poor thing a little to far." Haruhi said meekly.
"Spurned, neglected, but that doesn't matter now. Long live the poor!" Tamaki declared, striking a dramatic pose. "We welcome you poor men to our world, of beauty!"
"We're out of here." Haruhi muttered as both he and Ryoku made their way to the door.
"Hey wait Haru-chan, Ryo-chan, you guys must be like super heroes or something." a smaller blond exclaimed, dragging both teenagers down by their arms. "Trust me we're not heroes, we're just honor students. And who are you calling Haru-chan!?" Haruhi yelled in the little boys face.
"I wouldn't imagine the famous scholars, would be so openly gay." Tamaki pondered, sliding into view.
"Openly what?" both Fujiokas said in unison.
"So tell me what kind of guys your into." Tamaki said. Completely ignoring any word siblings."Do you like the strong, silent type? The boy lolita? How about the mischievous type, or the cool type?" He listed off the different types the club had.
"Suoh-san, it's not like that." Ryoku tried to explain. "Y-yeah. we where just trying to look for a quiet place to study." Haruhi stammered out.
Tamaki, as before, ignored them and slipped a hand under Haruhi's chin. "Or maybe your into a guy like me. What do you say?"
Haruhi paled and pulled away from Tamaki's hand. Ryoku noticed that Haruhi was about to bump into a column with an expensive looking vase on it. He tried to stop his brother but was to late.
Haruhi's body collided with the column, knocking over the vase in the process. Time seemed to slow down. They both made a grab for the handle, but their hands missed by an inch.
Time sped up again and a crashing sound resounded in the music room. Ryoko and Haruhi froze in shock.
The twins walked over and surveyed the damage." Aw, we where going to feature that renaissance vase at an upcoming school auction." one of the twins said. "Now you've done it commoner, the bidding on that vase was going to start at eight million yen."
Haruhi yelped in distress. He began to calculate how much money that was going to be. "We're going to have to pay you back for that aren't we?" Haruhi asked nervously
"With what money? You two can barely afford to buy a school uniform. What's with those grubby outfits anyway?" the twins questioned.
Kyoya walked over to the broken vase and picked up a piece. "Well, what do you suggest we do Tamaki?" he asked his president.
Tamaki calmly sat in his chair. "There's a famous saying you may of heard of Fujioka. 'When in Rome do as the Romans do'" he said in a sudden change of character. He pointed dramatically at the two commoners. "Since you have no money, you can pay with your bodies. Which means, starting today, you two will be the Host Clubs dogs."
"Dogs." the Fujioka siblings repeated weakly. Their souls seemed to leave their body.
The host club gathered around the two boys, while Tamaki waved a hand in front of their faces.
Honey looked at them curiously proceeded to poke them cautiously. "Poke, poke?" he said.
The two both fell over, completely overwhelmed by the turn of events.
The Host Club was now open for business.
Girls soon flooded into the room. They all got in a line in front of Kyoya so they could request their preferred hosts.
"Oi Ryoku." Tamaki called out.
"Yes, Suoh-san?" Ryoko questioned.
"Take Haruhi and buy the stuff on this list will you?" he handed the boy a list.
"Ok. Hey Haruhi, lets go shopping." As soon as the two walked out the door and the hosts where visited by their guests.
"So what do we need to buy?" Ryoku looked down at the list through his tinted glasses. "Coffee, milk, tea leaves, and instant ramen" he paused at the last one. "Why would these people, with their refined tastes, want instant ramen?" he asked aloud
Haruhi simply shrugged and continued to walk to the store. "Hey Ryoku, what kind of coffee do you think the Host Club would like?" Haruhi asked. "I think instant coffee is fine, but choose the best brand you can find. I don't want the hosts to complain to much."
They finished shopping and started walking back to Ouran.
When they arrived they where greeted with, "Speak of the devil." The Fujioka siblings looked towards Tamaki "Thanks for doing the shopping, little piglets. Did you get everything on the list?"
"Piglets?" Haruhi questioned under her breath. "Yeah, you can check it out if you want." Ryoku placed the bag on the table and Tamaki picked up the closest thing to the top. "Hey, what's this?" Tamaki held the instant coffee in his hands.
"Just what it looks like. It's coffee." Haruhi said.
"I've never seen this brand before. Is this the kind that's already ground?"
"What do you mean?" Ryoku asked "It's instant coffee."
"It's instant?" asked the two girls sitting on the other side of the table.
"Whoa, I've heard of this before. This is commoners coffee" Tamaki gasped. "You just add hot water."
"I didn't know that there was such a thing." exclaimed one of the girls across the table.
"So it's true then. Commoners don't have enough time to grind their own coffee beans." said the other.
People began to gather around the table to get a look at the 'commoners' coffee. "Commoners are pretty smart." complemented Kyoya
"I'll go back and get something else. Scuse us for not buying you guys expensive coffee." Haruhi said in annoyance.
"No, I'll keep it." Tamaki said. Small gasps where heard. "I'm going to give it a try" More gasps "I will drink this coffee!" Tamaki declared. An applaud came from the guests has heard throughout the room.
The group left to another table, leaving Haruhi, Ryoku, and a redheaded girl, who had been sipping tea calmly through the whole ordeal.
"Alright Haruhi, Get over here and make some of this commoners coffee." demanded Tamaki.
"I hate all these damn, rich people." Haruhi muttered under her breath, causing Ryoku to chuckle.
"Tamaki, now your taking the joke to far. Your body wouldn't be able to stomach that crap. You don't have to drink it, just because he bought it." the redhead muttered.
Haruhi and Ryoku cast a glance at the woman before she turned to face them and said "Sorry, I was talking to myself."
The two just stood there. "Haruhi." Tamaki said in a sing-song voice
"I'm coming, I'm coming." he said in annoyance.
Haruhi soon heated up the water and set up the cups. After he filled the cups Tamaki handed out the cups to various guests and told them to drink.
"Wasn't he supposed to be the one drink the coffee?" asked Ryoku.
The guests began to mutter about the coffee suspiciously. "I'm afraid to drink this stuff." said one. "I'm afraid if I drink this my father will yell at me." said another
Tamaki then took her hand and dipped her low. "What if I let you drink it from my mouth?" he asked in a seductive voice.
"Th-then I-I w-would drink i-it." the girl's face flushed a deep red. The other girls squealed in delight at the change of events.
On the other side of the room Hikaru and Kaoru where busy entertaining their own costumers. Words where exchanged and soon enough the Hitachin brotherly love act was in full throttle.
"And I had such high expectations for this world's future." sighed Ryoku as both he and Haruhi walked past the twin's table.
Haruhi could only nod his head in agreement.
The club was soon joined by Honey and Mori-Sempai. "Hey everybody. Sorry we're late. I was waiting for Takashi to finish his kendo meeting and I fell asleep." Honey said as he rubbed his eye, sleepily. "And I'm still not completely awake yet."
The girls at Honey's table all gasped and screamed at how cute the boy was.
"Is that boy really a third year student?" questioned Haruhi.
Kyoya came up behind Haruhi and said "Honey-sempai may seam young and childish, but he's a prodigy and Mori-sempai is as strong and silent as his type suggests."
Both Haruhi and Ryoku sent Kyoya a sketchy gaze. Haruhi was then pounced on by Honey causing him to spin around rapidly. "Haru-chan!" the boy exclaimed happily.
"Hey Haru-chan, Ryo-chan, wanna come and have cake with me?"
"Sorry, but I don't like cake" Haruhi said slowly, still dizzy from the spinning.
"Well how would you like to hold my bunny, Usa-chan?"
"I'm not into bunnies."
"Are you saying you don't like Usa-chan?" the small boy asked as he held up his stuffed bunny. Haruhi seemed to snap out of his daze and took a long look at the bunny.
"I guess he is kinda cute, huh?" Haruhi asked himself. Ryoku laughed lightly at his brother's reaction to the stuffed animal.
Honey seemed to realize something and his eyes grew wider than they already where, but it was gone as soon as it came. Honey pranced back to the table saying "Take good care of him, okay?" He then jumped into one of his guests laps and rolled around.
"You'll notice that this clubs uses every man's characteristics to suite the taste of our guests." Kyoya began to explain. "Just so you know Tamaki is number one around here, he's the king."
"What's this world coming to?" Haruhi asked himself.
"In order to repay your eight million yen debt you two will work as the Host club's dogs until you graduate. I'm sorry I meant errand boys." He said with a slight smile in his voice. "You two can try to run away, but for your information my family owns a private police force of one hundred officers. By the way do either of you have passports?"
Ryoku leaned forward a bit to whisper in Haruhi's ear "I'm beginning to think we've stepped through the gates of Hell." The brunette silently agreed.
"You're going to work hard to pay off that debt, my little nerd." said Tamaki, as he smoothly slid into view. He blew gently on Haruhi's ear, making the boy jump away from him.
After catching his breath Haruhi straightened and turned to his sempai. "Please don't do that again." he asked.
"You two are going to need a make over or no girl is going to look twice at you."
"Yeah well, we're not trying to make girl's look at us." said Ryoku.
"Are you kidding me? That's one of the most important things." chided Tamaki. "You have to learn to be a gentleman, to please the ladies. Like me." Sparkles appeared out of nowhere. Ryoku rubbed his eyes to see to make sure it wasn't just some trick of the light.
"I just don't think it's that important." Haruhi said, snapping Tamaki out of his little world "People should like you for who you are not by what look like. I mean, it matters what's on the inside right?"
"It's a cruel reality isn't it?" Tamaki said, interrupting Haruhi's speech. "It's not everyday God creates a perfect person like moi, beautiful both inside and out."
"Say what?" the Fujioka siblings said in unison.
Tamaki began to rant about how amazing he was. "You know, there's a word to describe people like him."Haruhi said. Ryoku nodded his head in agreement.
"What is it?" the younger brother said.
"A pain in the neck?" Ryoko offered.
"No, something different."
The two teenagers pondered what the word that fit the blond could be. Tamaki approached them and gave advice to be a gentleman that fell on deaf ears.
Ryoku and Haruhi suddenly remembered the word that they where looking for and slammed their fist into the palms of their hands. "We got it."
"Oh did I strike a cor-" "Obnoxious." they both said at the same time. Tamaki froze instantly at the accusation and slumped over to a corner and began to sulk.
Hikaru and Kaoru came up behind them laughing at their president's expense. "You're heroes alright." Hikaru said as he and his brother placed their hands on the Fujioka's heads.
"Sorry sempai, I didn't mean to offend, but your lesson did strike a small cord with me." Haruhi said, trying to cheer up the blond.
Tamaki slowly stood up and turned around in a completely different mood than before. "Really? Let me teach you more, my friend." He held out his hand as sparkles, once again, came out of nowhere. An awkward pause settled over the group.
"Does anyone else think that this guy is bipolar?" questioned Ryoku.
"Boss?" Kaoru started
"Call me king!" Tamaki chirped.
"You can teach him all the basics of hosting,"
"But he's not going to get very far with th ladies if he doesn't look the part you know. Maybe if we took of his glasses it might help." Hikaru began to slowly pull of the glasses from Haruhi's face. The twins froze at the sight before them.
Soon the other hosts gathered around the brunette. Tamaki came charging towards Haruhi at full speed and pushed away the twins to get a better look. When he saw he snapped his fingers and said "Hikaru, Kaoru." The twins saluted and began to drag away Haruhi.
Tamaki then ordered Kyoya to call his hair stylist and for Mori to get contact lenses. "And what about me Tama-chan?" asked Honey.
"Honey-sempai you. . . go have some cake." Honey began to pout.
"Don't worry Honey-sempai. I'll eat some cake with you." offered Ryoku, but before he could take another step forward a hand grabbed his shoulder.
"Hmm?" the long haired boy questioned.
"Not so fast Ryoku. Here, change into this." Tamaki handed Ryoku an Ouran boy's uniform. The red haired boy raised an eyebrow but took the uniform in his hand and walked towards the changing rooms..
Back with the twins and Haruhi, the twins pushed the poor boy into the changing room and shoved the boy's uniform into his face. "Here, change." they commanded
"What? Why?!"
"Don't ask questions." The twins pounced on the brunette. After a long struggle Haruhi finally said "Alright! Fine, I'll change, but you guys have to get out!"
With surprising force Haruhi managed to throw the brothers out. The two landed on their feet. A look of shock and understanding passed between the brothers.
Ten minutes had passed and the hosts started to become impatient. "Umm, Tamaki-sempai?" Haruhi's voice was heard from behind the curtain.
"What? Aren't you done changing yet?" he asked
Haruhi pulled back the curtain and stepped out looking completely different. Hazel, doe-like eyes shined and a cleaner haircut was seen on the boy.
"Cute! your as pretty as a girl. Adorable." Tamaki gushed
A small snicker was heard from the other changing room next to Haruhi's. "How about you Ryoku, what do you look like?" asked Hikaru
Ryoku stepped out of the room with his coat completely buttoned except for the first two, closer to the neck, and the uniform's tie hanged loosely around his neck. "You look so cool, Ryo-chan." Honey complemented.
Ryoko laughed nervously and began to scratch the back of his head. "Heh, really?"
"Who knows? Maybe they'll draw in some costumers." Kyoya said.
"That was just what I was thinking." Tamaki said
"Bullcrap." Ryoku muttered to himself.
"Our errand boys are moving up the ranks. Starting today you two are official members of the Host Club. I will train you to become first rate hosts. If you can get one hundred people to request you we will completely disregard your eight million yen debt."
"A host?" The two teenagers asked nervously.
With that Ryoku and Haruhi Fujioka officially became hosts.
"So Haruhi, Ryoku, do you two have any hobbies?" a girl asked
"I'm curious Haruhi, what products do you use on your skin?" asked another.
"Yeah it's so pretty." complemented the last.
At the moment both teenagers felt awkward and slow. 'what are we suppose to do?' Ryoku thought to himself.
"So why did you two join the Host Club?" all three of their costumers asked.
Ryoku leaned on his sibling and whispered into his ear "I don't think I can handle this any longer."
Haruhi whispered back "We only need one hundred requests from costumers and then they'll forget about our debt. I have just the story. Fallow along." Ryoku nodded and stayed silent.
A few moments later the three guests where almost moved to tears. "I see, so your mother got sick and passed away ten years ago. Who does the cooking and chores around the house?"
"Oh Haruhi does the cooking and I do the chores. If I try to cook anything it'll probably turn out like a radioactive specimen." Ryoko said. The two hosts and guests laughed at the older boy's joke.
"So, um tomorrow is it ok if the three of us request to sit with you again?" asked one of the guests.
Haruhi and Ryoko perked up, excited to already have a few requests. "Yeah we would really appreciate that ladies." Haruhi said.
From afar Tamaki, the twins, and Kyoya where keeping an eye on them. "I don't get it. How can they be so popular?" Tamaki wondered aloud
"They're naturals." Kyoya said
"No training needed." the twins continued.
"Have you forgotten about me?" asked a redhead sitting next to Tamaki. Said boy quickly turned around in his seat and attempted to explain to his costumer. "Oh, not at all princess. I'm just worried about our newest hosts."
"Well that's obvious Tamaki. You've certainly been watching them closely." she said
"Of course, I have to. I'm training them to become gentlemen like me."
Tamaki made a sharp snap to catch Haruhi and Ryoku's attention. "Ryoku, Haruhi, I would like to introduce you to one of my regular guests, Princess Ayanokoji."
"Hey Haruhi isn't that the lady from earlier?" Ryoku asked.
"Yeah." he said. The brunette then directed his attention to the guest. "It's a pleasure to meet you miss." They both smiled politely.
Tamaki's eyes narrowed before he engulfed Haruhi in a bone-crushing hug. "That was so cute! That bashful little smile. That was good, amazingly good." He spun around with Haruhi in his arms as he gushed about how cute the boy was.
When Haruhi couldn't take it any more spinning she reached out to Mori and yelled "Mori-sempai! Help me!"
The giant host rushed to the duo and quickly pulled Haruhi from Tamaki's spinning hug.
"Holy crap! Mori-sempai did something!" exclaimed Ryoku.
"You didn't have to go that far Mori-sempai. Come here little one. Let Daddy give you a big hug." Tamaki said
"I already have a dad. I don't need another." retorted Haruhi.
Ryoku laughed at the chain of events that happened in front of him, but out of the corner of his eye he Ayonokoji give his little brother a dark glare. He watched as the woman stalked out of the room and into the hallway. "Now what was all that about?" he asked himself softly.
"Hey Ryo-chan! Wanna have some cake with me?" He was asked by his small sempai. "No thanks Honey-sempai. I'm going to go look for the restroom." Ryoko lied distractedly. "Oh, in that case it's down the hallway, third left." said Honey.
"Thank you." and with that he left.
When Ryoku was out of sight he went the direction of which he saw Ayanokoji take. 'Now, if I where a jealous, spoiled, rich kid, what would I do?' he mentally asked himself.
He looked out the window to see scattered objects in the pond below. 'Huh. Better start running.' He began taking large strides before going into a full-out sprint. On the way he passed Ayanokoji. He stopped in hopes to get a word from her. But he didn't have to. She began to talk first.
"What a caring older brother you are. I bet you and Haruhi love having Tamaki fawn over you. It's useless though. You and your brother are always going to be second class citizens." She walked away without another word.
Ryoku stood there, frozen by her words. He soon shook the insults off and started to run again, not wanting to be distracted. Eventually he got to the pond. He paused to survey what had been done.'Princess' Ayanokoji had thrown Haruhi's bag into the pond.
'Looks like not all rich people are as smart as Kyoya.' Ryoku thought with slight anger at the person who had done this to his brother. "Well here we go." The boy sighed as he tied his hair into a higher ponytail and rolled up his sleeves and pant legs up.
For the next few minutes Ryoku managed to get all the big stuff out of the pond. Now all he needed to do was find Haruhi's wallet "This water is crystal clear. Why the crap can't I find a simple wallet?" he asked himself.
"Oi, commoner." Ryoku heard a voice behind him. He straightened his back and turned around to see Tamaki staring at him. "You've got some nerve, skipping out on the club like that. Haruhi got pretty mad that you left him there all by himself."
The blond paused and looked down at the pile of wet possessions next to him. "Why is your bag all wet?"
"You know, name calling isn't the best habit for a gentleman to have." Ryoku chided, completely dismissing the question.
"All I need to find is the food money or else Haruhi and I won't be able to get any lunch." the redhead muttered to himself, but Tamaki seemed to hear him and began to take of his shoes and roll up his clothing.
Ryoku heard splashing and turned to see Tamaki bent over and searching the water too. "Hey Tamaki, you don't have to do that you know."
"A little water never hurt anyone. Besides people tell me I'm dripping with good looks." Tamaki said softly.
"That was a cheesy pun I hope you know." Ryoku said bluntly.
Tamaki did a sweat drop and looked at Ryoko "It was suppose to make me look cool."
Ryoku let out a hearty laugh and gave Tamaki a bright grin. "Sorry."
They went back to searching and soon enough Tamaki said "Oh, hang on a second. This what your looking for?" Tamaki held up a small, black wallet with a wink.
"Thanks Suoh, I owe you one."
"Actually you owe me eight million."
Ryoku's smile dropped and he began to sulk. "Don't remind me." he pleaded
The two had a conversation while they packed up Haruhi's things. "How did your brother's bag end up in the pond anyway?"
The question made Ryoku snap out of his good mood. He didn't want anyone to get in trouble so he lied. "I guess we just accidentally tossed it out the window at some point."
By the look on Tamaki's face, you could see that he didn't believe it.
Both second years made their way to the club room where the other hosts where waiting for them.
"So decided to take swim?" Questioned Kyoya, eyeing the two's damp pant legs.
"You could say that." Tamaki said chuckled nervously.
Kyoya rolled his eyes at his friends antics and turned to Ryoku "You and Haruhi have been requested by Miss. Ayanokoji. She is waiting at a table."
Ryoku nodded his head and walked to the table where Haruhi and Ayanokoji where already sitting. "Hello ma'am how are you doing today?" He asked the female redhead.
"Fine. Thank you." she replied calmly.
"What took you?" Haruhi hissed to his older brother.
"I'll tell you later."
"No, no. Please tell us, what did take you?" Ayanokoji said, interrupting their conversation.
"Well it seems that someone had thrown Haruhi's bag into the pond."
"Really?" she said in fake concern. Haruhi's face was contorted with surprise and thought. "I couldn't imagine what I would do if my bag fell into the pond. And you actually made Tamaki search that dirty old pond with you. How astonishing. You do realize he will always be higher than you right? The only reason he hangs around you two is because he's trying to turn you two into gentlemen. Don't get any ideas because he keep doting on you.
"Now I understand." Haruhi said after Ayanokoji's rant was over. "Your jealous."
The three of them stood there, paralyzed be Haruhi's words.
Ayanokoji was the first to move. She thrust her hand out to grab Haruhi's wrist and pulled him towards her, causing the boy and the table to flip over. Flower jars and Teacups broke during the commotion and Ryoku fell down on his butt due to the force. Ayanokoji's scream was heard throughout the club room.
Everyone stopped their conversations and looked over at the duo. Haruhi was over Ayanokoji, with his arms pinned at her sides.
"No Haruhi! Leave me alone! He just attacked me!" She began to yell hysterically. The twins both had a water jar in hand and dumped them on Ayanokoji and Haruhi.
The whole room was quiet. Haruhi slowly leaned back on his knees so he could see the twins better.
"Why did you do that?" the now drenched redhead asked.
Tamaki slowly walked toward the group and helped Ayanokoji up. "Do something Tamaki. Haruhi just assaulted me."
"I'm very disappointing in you." Tamaki began. "You threw Haruhi's bag into the pond didn't you?"
"You don't know that. Do you have any proof that you did?" She said a bit to quickly.
"You know, Your a beautiful girl, but your not classy enough to our guest." The blond continued with a little more force than before. "If there's one thing I know, Haruhi is not that kind of a man."
"But why Tamaki? Y-you idiot!" Ayanokoji cried as she ran out of the room.
"Hmm, now how am I going to punish you? Since it is your fault." Tamaki pondered for an answer. He then pointed dramatically to the brunette still kneeling on the ground. "Your quota is now one thousand!" he declared.
The Fujioka siblings both twitched at the sudden change in number. "one thousand?" Haruhi asked stiffly.
Tamaki held out his hand to the boy and gave him a wink "Iv'e got high expectations for you, my little rookie."
Kyoya then came up to Haruhi and handed him a paper bag. "Here, it's the only spare uniform we have. Sorry, but it's better than a wet one right?"
"Thanks you guys, I'm going to go change now." Haruhi left for the changing rooms.
"Ah! Ryoku, your hand is bleeding." The hosts looked down at the long haired boy and they indeed saw a trickle of blood seeping out of Ryoku's palm. 'It must have happened when I landed on the broken shards.' the boy thought as inspected his hand.
"My son is injured! Someone, quick, call an ambulance!" Tamaki began to freak out before he was smacked upside the head by Kyoya
"Calm down." Kyoya said in a slightly annoyed tone. "Ryoku, come with me please. I will bandage that injury for you."
"Thanks Kyoya." Ryoku began to fallow Kyoya to the back room.
The black haired student pulled out a first aid kit and began to disinfect the wound.
Ryoku tried to start a conversation with Kyoya, since the silence was making him fidgety."So, do you know about Haruhi-" "Being a girl?" Kyoya finished the sentence for him. "Yes I am well aware of that fact. And I suspect the other Host members, besides Tamaki, know."
Ryoku nodded his head with a small smile on his face. He was amused that Tamaki could be so oblivious.
From outside they heard a scream. The two hosts exchanged knowing looks with each other. "I think he knows now." Ryoko stated.
"Quite." Kyoya agreed as he adjusted his glasses.
Both Ryoku and Kyoya walked out of the back room to see Tamaki gawking at Haruhi, who was wearing the Ouran girl's uniform.
The older Fujioka sibling tackled the younger and exclaimed "Haruhi! you look so cute! You really should wear dresses more often."
"Get off Ryoku. You're starting to sound like dad." Haruhi said as she tried to pry her brother off her.
Tamaki pointed a finger at Ryoku. "How long have you known this?" the blond demanded. Ryoku raised an eyebrow at the question. "Forever." He said bluntly. "Seeing as how I am her brother."
"B-b-but, then why didn't you say anything?"
"Haruhi didn't say anything, so I just played along and didn't think to mention it and I never did say that Haruhi was a boy."
"Umm, I have to say sempai, I thought you where pretty cool earlier." said Haruhi, interrupting the two second years conversation.
Tamaki heard the comment and started to blush a crimson red. Kyoya turned to Ryoku and said "Now I could be wrong, but I think we're witnessing the beginnings of love." Ryoku grinned and looked at the two students interact with each other.
"You know," Haruhi began "Being fussed over by a bunch of girls may not be so bad after all." Tamaki's blush quickly turned into one of shock and disdain.
"I wonder how I'll pull it off." the brunette pondered for a bit. "I got it! I'll just call everyone 'dude' and 'bro' now." Haruhi began to giggle.
Ryoku smiled gently at his sister and began to mentally pray to his mom.'Well mom, If you can see this from heaven, wish me luck 'cause I feel like I'm going to need it.'
Yay I finished it! Took me two and a half days two write but I finished it. Anyway hoped you liked it and review to tell me what you thought about it. Chow!