A/N: All right. I have included the main (or main-ish) characters in Mobile Suit Gundam SEED. There are no new characters from Gundam SEED: Destiny. So, no Shinn, no Miguel, no Rey, no Biological CPU's (Shani, Clotho, Orga) or whatever. Just being clear, 'cause this is just randomness, but not randomness with everyone. Oh yeah, I don't own Gundam SEED and I apologize for any OoC-ness. I'm also using the same opening for Ouran (which I also don't own) that I used in my Ouran/Naruto Crossover for this Gundam SEED one as well, 'cause I can and it just fits. ENJOY!
Gundam High School. An academy for the richest of the rich, the children from the most elite of families. It is a place of elegance, opulence, and class. Amidst the wide staircases, arching hallways, and spiraling towers, there is a place where these wealthy young men and women gather to spend their free time. It is a luxurious and beautiful sanctuary where the handsomest of boys with too much time on their hands entertain the most beautiful of young ladies who also have too much time on their hands. Welcome to the Gundam High School Host Club!
In this majestic school of talented kids, there stand two classes. The Earth Alliance and ZAFT. In an attempt for peace in their corrupt school, Kira Yamato and Athrun Zala set up a club to bring together the two sides of the school. They went to the teacher who wouldn't back down to something so risky. Mu La Flaga. Athrun thought that the idea was insane (impossible). Mu La Flaga thought otherwise. And so, Athrun got dragged in to the Gundam High School Host Club!
The President of the club, obviously, Kira Yamato. Ecstatic, he searched out his closest friends and worst enemies in order to take the first steps to peace. His first friend?
Athrun Zala! *clapclapclap* The Vice president of the club and ironically, part of ZAFT. So, his first enemy as well. Even though he is supposed to be against the Earth Alliance, he could never go against his lifelong friend.
Together, (well, mostly Kira) they searched for Kira's friends, Sai and Tolle (Kuzzey mysteriously disappeared. They think ZAFT had something to do with it, but they're trying to bring peace, so they never bothered with Kuzzey). While Kira made Athrun search out ZAFT members, Nicol, Yzak and Dearka. [This is before everyone started dying]
And so, the Gundam High School Host Club was formed with its seven members!
Today, in another valiant (retarded) attempt to bring together the two opposing forces of the school, Kira had a uniform (dress) fashioned to include the colours and styles of both sides. You can imagine how that turned out (hint: it was terrible).
"What the hell is that?" Yzak asked rudely.
"New uniforms! Then we'll all look the same, on equal levels like we should be!"
"I'm not wearing that piece of shit." Yzak spat, walking away to his corner of emo (rage).
"Really Kira," Athrun said, "It's a little outlandish, don't you think?"
"How so? I think it's perfect."
"If you're Scottish." Dearka said, hovering over to Yzak in his corner (of rage).
"Yeah, Kira," Tolle said, scratching the back of his head. "It looks like a messed up, plaid, stretched skirt… thing."
"I'd have to agree with him." Sai said.
"Me too!" A voice came out of nowhere.
"Kuzzey?" Tolle said, looking around.
"Don't pay attention to that." Athrun said. "Back to the uniform."
"What do you think, Nicol?" Kira pestered Nicol.
"It's uh… It's."
"Brilliant, right? Right?"
"… No. It's rather ugly." Nicol smiled nervously.
Unfortunately for poor Nicol, Kira's seed broke.
"It's UGLY?! RAWR!" Kira went on a rampage (hissy fit), throwing Nicol across the room into Yzak's corner and forcing the other members to wear the uniforms. When everyone had a uniform on, Kira calmed down. And so, the doors to the Third Music room opened up to the, uh, ZAFT Earth Alliance Forces (Club of No Fashion Sense).
Why Kira thought that a Host Club would bring two sides together is beyond me, but it seemed to be working. Soon, the ladies of the school started to intermingle with the other side. But the men continued to hang amongst themselves. This set Kira thinking.
"We need something to bring the men together as well." Kira said pacing after their services had closed up shop.
"Like what?" Athrun asked, casually reading a magazine in a chair.
"Like, a festival! Or some kind of event that will bring everyone together and work as a team."
"How are you going to set that up? And what kind of event or festival?" Sai asked.
"Festivals are fun. I think a festival would be better." Tolle said.
"A festival it is!" Kira said happily. "Yzak, Dearka, what do you think?"
"As long as we don't look like Scotsmen." Dearka said. Both Dearka and Yzak had been the first to remove the hideous uniforms.
"I'm not participating." Yzak said. "That, or I'll ruin it."
"Oh, come on Yzak. Don't be such a downer. Nicol, convince him. It's a great idea isn't it?"
"Yeah! It's brilliant, amazing, astounding, the best! We should definitely do a festival!" Nicol cheered from his wheelchair behind his many bandages.
"See? Nicol is ecstatic, Athrun's in on it - "
"I never said that." Athrun sighed.
"Dearka doesn't have a problem with it and Sai and Tolle agree, too."
"I never said I would either." Sai said.
"Please Yzak? It's for the good of the school, the good of the people!"
"Yeah, come one Yzak." The voice came again.
"I can't be the only one hearing Kuzzey." Tolle said, looking around again.
"Yes, you are the only one hearing Kuzzey," Athrun said.
Yzak glared at Kira. "No. I don't want to be involved. I. Hate. You."
Kira's eyes welled up with tears and he leaned on the wall in a dark corner, soft tears (waterfalls) streaming down his face.
"All I ever wanted… was peace." The rest of the hosts sighed.
"Just agree, Yzak." Dearka said. "It can't be worse than dealing with that. Remember the last time he got depressed?"
The hosts looked up, remembering Kira's constant, spontaneous crying, his pleading eyes whenever you looked at him and his aura of extreme sadness. That was only when Yzak wouldn't walk down the hall beside him. Imagine what Kira might do with this. They all shuddered.
"Fine! I only want one thing to do though!"
"Really?" Kira had recovered immediately and stood in front of Yzak with shining eyes. "Really? Actually? Yes, this is the first step to peace! Let's go everyone! To the Freedom-mobile!"
"To the Freedom-mobile…" Everyone else repeated with reluctance. They all exited the Host Club room.
Tolle looked around again and whispered, "I think Kuzzey said that with us."
"You're hearing things," Athrun insisted.
And so, Kira arranged an all boys cultural festival with the help of their teacher, Mu La Flaga. Mu La Flaga was extremely amused by the turn of events from the creation of the Host Club. He decided to be the MC of the grandstand in the Cultural Festival.
The challenge to this festival was that those that had joined had to make a group (or pair) that consisted of even numbers of members from the ZAFT and the Earth Alliance. Many students were against this. And so, Mu La Flaga took this predicament to the Principal of the school. Somehow, Mu La Flaga convinced the Principal to make the event official and that it was mandatory to participate.
And so, Kira assigned the club members their stations. Dearka and Sai would be in charge of cultural fashion. Yzak and Tolle would be in charge of cultural sports. Kira and Nicol would be in charge of the most important, cultural food while Athrun and Kuzzey would be in charge of the floorplan and decorations. There were other reliable students (a.k.a. clients of the host club) that were managing the other themes.
Although, the sorting did not go so easily as writing that paragraph.
"Athrun! What theme do you want to do?"
"I never agreed to be part of the festival. I'm going to do the floorplans and putting up decorations with Kuzzey."
"Kuzzey?" Tolle said. "Where?"
"Don't worry Tolle." Athrun said. "You'll be in charge of fashion."
"Fashion? What? I don't want to do fashion."
"Then you can do sports with Yzak!" Kira suggested.
"No! I think I'll stick with fashion."
Both Kira and Athrun ignored him. They also ignored Yzak's death glares. And Tolle had completely forgotten about Kuzzey.
"Since they're doing sports, Dearka and Sai can do fashion!" Kira said. "And Athrun and I will do… What do you want to do?"
"I said that I'm working - " Athrun looked over at Tolle who was arguing with Yzak. "I'm working with Kuzzey on floorplans and decorations."
"What? I thought we would be working together?"
"Obviously not. You can be with Nicol, he doesn't have a partner yet."
"Oh, all right. Nicol! You're my partner. We'll be in charge of the most important; the food!"
"I'm partners with you?" Nicol said weakly. "The most important? Am I going to have to cook?"
"Of course! The food we make will be perfect, too! It will be the best."
As Kira walked away to get started on the food and the planning, Nicol slumped over and thought, I can't cook…
After some (a lot of) time and much planning (arguing), the cultural festival was up and running. Mu La Flaga gathered everyone into the main square to introduce the different themes. He also explained that there were secret judges amongst the crowd that would secretly judge all the different themes and choose which one's they thought were best. This was the challenge in the cultural festival. Other than that, it was there for food, fun and games.
Well, it was supposed to be there for food, fun and games.
Yzak and Tolle in the sports section could not get along and so they did two different sports in the same venue. Yzak's sport was War and Tolle's sport was Tennis. Tolle imitated the beautiful bishies in Prince of Tennis and attracted many people (girls). Yzak displayed many weapons that ZAFT had manufactured.
"Do you actually use these?" A girl asked Yzak, looking at the weapons on display.
"Of course. Why do you think there are more ZAFT students than Earth Alliance students?"
"What?!"
"Hey, YOU!" Yzak yelled at someone looking at another weapon. "If you touch that I'll blow your head off with that gun!"
That brought everyone away from their sports venue.
"Way to go." Tolle said. "I had the girls all over me. We were in the running to win this thing."
"I don't care. You can kiss my ass with your pussy sport!" He grabbed a gun and pointed it at Tolle with a malicious smile. Tolle expertly (out of fear for his life) grabbed a tennis ball, threw it into the air, and hit it at 126 miles per hour at Yzak's head. It hit Yzak between the eyes and he fell back onto the ground, twitching. Mind you, they were only about five feet apart, so it hurt a lot (a shitload). All the girls (and a gay guy) ran up and glomped Tolle for rescuing them from Yzak (The Evil Polar Bear).
In the fashion section, Sai had been lumped with all the work while Dearka floated around reading a book (porn). This meant that, since they were of opposing sides of the school (battlefield), Sai made Dearka where a kilt in representation of the Scottish culture for revenge. And so, Dearka stood awkwardly, fuming with anger and embarrassment. Sai, on the other hand, dressed in the traditional Japanese clothing, a kimono. Unfortunately, since he was unaware of the fashions of the kimono, he was wearing one designed for a girl. So, not only Dearka was embarrassed and angry. Sai was in the same boat.
Athrun was off sitting with Mu La Flaga watching the cultural festival from afar.
"You did a good job with the decorations. The entranceways are really good."
"Thank you. Kuzzey was surprisingly a lot of help."
"More like I did it all." Kuzzey's voice emanated from nowhere.
Mu La Flaga looked around. "Where is Kuzzey, anyways?"
"That's of no one's concern right now. I was impressed by how good your speech was. You only had an hour's notice."
"Nothing's impossible for me." Mu La Flaga said with a smile.
Kira was at his cooking station, majestically swinging around utensils and the food. Nicol had been shunned into a corner of their venue with burns on his hands and a lump on his head (Kira had punched him in a rage after he had burnt the peppers instead of sautéing them… for the 14th time). They (Kira) had both decided to cook food from India. A famous dish from India is curry. Kira was dishing out traditional Indian curry as fast as he could. Even though the curry tasted good (ish), it was overly spicy and soon there were people running around breathing fire and taking down other venues. Kira tried to help with the flaming people, but just ended up abandoning his station and running around.
The cultural festival was finally over (cancelled because Kira's curry had burnt everything down). The host club members trudged back to their Headquarters, the Third Music room. Sai and Dearka were silent slabs of stone. Yzak and Tolle were bruised, unkempt (bloody), and tired because of their constant bickering. Nicol and Kira were smokey black from the curry. The only ones who were still decent were Athrun, Mu La Flaga and Kuzzey (Tolle: "Kuzzey? Whe - ? Aw, screw it.")
And so their attempt at school peace ended in complete (an epic) failure. They all hauled themselves into Athrun's Justice-mobile and headed off to an expensive café (The Archangel). Also, the ones who won the cultural festival theme contest? People from the cultural club in their school. Go figure.
Thanks for reading! :D