A/N: So in this story, I am reaching out to you beautiful people to submit your very own original characters! Heck yeah! I want the characters to be alot like yourselves and unique. Be very descriptive when you present your character in this application. They will be incorperated in the story as a rival host club from the recently burned down Hokori Highschool. Love interests are unknown right now but will be put together later in the story Also, have fun and don't be afraid to ask questions and add your own personal flair. I will chose 6 OC'S, four girls and 2 boys ( I am also including my own). I might extend it to 7 but it all depends on you guys. If your character is not chosen, I still might use him or her in some way in this story. I would also appreciate a pair of twin OC'S, preferably boy and girl. Just have fun with it. I will pm you the application for your OC. I look forward to meeting you lovely people and hope to see you in my story. Untill next time love~
The Club Wars
Part One/Act One:
Fine China and Commoner's Coffee Don't Mix
Chapter One: The Fire
...Only those with excellent social standing and those from filthy rich famlies are lucky enough to spend their time here at the elite and private school, Ouran academy. The Ouran Host Club is where the school's handsomest boys, with too much time on their hands, entertain young ladies, who also have too much time on their hands...
...Just think of it as Ouran Academy's elegant playground for the super rich and beautiful.
...
"...Welcome!"
Kaito Oshiro stood in the kitchen of the busy cafe, sweat beading his forehead as two customers walked in. He worked quickly, shifting the pan of rice quickly as he stirred and added condements to the dish. He slipped the finished meal on a thick white plate and handed it to the waitress that walked in and soon he was working on another order. He was in the midst of a busy kitchen, the other cooks were running and cooking as hurridly as he was, their white uniforms not as clean as they were when they first arrived. The smell of sweet sauce and warm bread in the air.
Kaito loved it. Cooking was his passion you could say. That's the only reason he tolerated rude customers and long shifts. Because he loved his job. And he need the money.
He had resinged any other extracurricular activity (he had quit his soccer team) so he could put in more hours at work since his mom was layed off from work. He really didn't mind helping her, but at times he felt as if he had some big responsibility he hadn't signed up for. When his shift finally ended, he undid his apron and walked out of the kitchen out into the small cafe. He walked up to his boss, a small plump bald man with some serious anger issues. Kaito tapped his shoulder,"Hey, my shifts over." His boss gave him a look like Kaito smelled like rotting flesh,"And? Get out of my cafe kid." Kaito set his gaze,"You have to pay me. You didn't pay me last week and you know I have to help my mom-"
His boss cut him off,"Alright kid. Shut up. Here." He handed Kaito some money and Kaito counted it, looking up in awe. "Are you serious this wont even make a dent in the bills. You have to pay me more," he demanded firmly. His boss glared at him with beady eyes,"Beat it kid before I fire you. The only reason I tolerate your stupid ass is because I pity you." Kaito gripped the money in a tight fist and he swallowed his pride, turning sharply and walking out of the noisy cafe, the bell at the door making a high ding.
He walked to his old, beat up car and sat in the driver's seat a moment, trying to get the car to start. After a few tries it finally came to life and he drove off. Everyday was pretty much like this. He never had time for himself honestly.
As he pulled up to his house he sighed and shut down the car. His house was small and falling apart. Not in an exreme matter but it was still kinda bad. He cursed when it began to rain and he ran out of the car, pulling his hoodie over his white blonde hair. He pushed past the crooked wooden fence and knocked on the door hurriedly. It was his little brother Seiki who opened the door.
"Welcome home master Kaito," Seiki said in a fake high voice, bowing in exaggeration. "Very funny. Now where's mom?" Kaito asked walking into the small house, stripping his wet, used jacket off. Seiki grinned,"She's making dinner. Guess what she's making? Ricecakes!" Seiki squealed in excitment. Kaito looked down at his excited brother and caught a nice smell in the air. The brothers shared matching grins as they entered the kitchen. Their mother was turned, in front of the stove as steam rose from the pan in front of her. Her long brown hair fell beind her like a waterfall as Kaito walked up behind her, planting a kiss on her cheek. She smiled smally,"Hey...Take a seat, I made your favorite." Kaito and Seiki quickly sat down at their small wooden table, awaiting their meal anxiously. Kaito noticed the mail on the side of the table, a stack of bills was all it was. He took it quickly and hid it under the seat, Seiki watching him closely.
When their mother finally served them and sat down, they ate the steaming ricecakes hungrily. "...so how was work Kaito?" his mother finally asked after awhile. Kaito averted his eyes,"...it was fine mom." She set her gaze at him,"...look at me Kaito. I want to see your eyes." He swallowed and met her big brown eyes with his own. Sometimes he thought she only wanted to look at him because he looked like his dad with his blonde hair and his brown eyes that were tinted with violet looking almost hazel. He expected her to say, you look so much like your father, but instead she smiled.
"...So today I caught a frog!" Seiki said through a mouthful of ricecake. "..oh really?" Their mother asked with an interested look, placing a delicate hand under her cheek. Seiki nodded,"I brought it in here!" He shouted in excitement. "What!?" Kaito and his mother exclaimed in horror. Seiki began blabbing and Kaito began laughing as their mother scolded him with a long lecture. She ended up laughing though, and soon the three were laughing loudly in their seats.
It was just the three of them then.
...
"...Welcome!"
The infamous host club stood in a presumptous pose as the double doors of music room 3 opened elegantly with a breeze of crimson red rose petals. They each held a rose in a hand, a charming smile plastered on their waiting lips. As the next pair of girls walked into the clubroom with looks of awe, Tamaki Suoh strode to them gracefully and took their hands. "...my princesses, your prince have been awaiting you...," he told them smoothly, flashing them a warm smile. The girls squealed, close to fainting as Tamaki led them to one of his fancy tables where girls were already fawning over him.
Hikaru's shoulders drooped and he crossed his arms at his chest,"Are you kidding me? We totally could have gotten those girls. Right Kaoru?" Kaoru nodded in agreement,"Totally. Don't worry Hikaru. We Always have Haruhi!" As he said that the two mischeivous twins grabbed each of Haruhi's arms and pulled her up to them, hugging her fiercely. "Put me down you perverts! I'm not your stupid toy!" She growled in annoyance. The twins glanced at eachother, their golden eyes sparkling with evil."...perverts? You're implying that we have done some sexual and inappropiate acts to you!" Hikaru fake gasped and grinned widely. "...do you want us to do something inappropiate to you Haruhi?" Kaoru whispered sensually in her ear.
She blushed in a deep shade of red and glared as Kyoya sighed. The raven haired boy frowned,"Stop harassing Haruhi. You two will only upset Tamaki." Hunny and Mori came up to them then, hunny holding up a piece of cake to Haruhi. "Can't we all just eat some cake together and be friends?" Hunny smiled cutely, little hearts floating around the air as Mori stood behind him like the background of a painting. "Absolutely not!" Hikaru growled as he pulled at Haruhi's arm, Kaoru pulling the other. Hunny began crying and soon the group began talking over eachother except for Mori who just stood with his hands in his pockets. and Kyoya who typed away on his laptop.
"Everybody stop!" Tamaki shouted making everyone in the room shut up and look at him. He walked over to his friends,"There is no yelling in the Host Club. This is a loving place!" he shouted, his face going pink. Hikaru smirked,"You just yelled boss." Tamaki blinked and blushed,"No I didn't!" Kaoru grinned,"Yes you did!" They began dancing around Tamaki as he sat in a fetal position, crying dramatically. "Leave him alone guys. This looks pathetic," Haruhi stated bluntly. Tamaki recovered and smiled brightly,"Oh daughter! You must love me so!" He pulled her into a hug and the twins frowned,"Hey! No fair!" They said in unison. Kyoya stood up and shut his notebook, putting it under his arm,"The Host Club is officially done for the day. You may all go home now."
Tamaki walked up to the shiny, white hummer limo parked outside for him. The door was opened for him and he entered the vehicle , sitting on the soft rich seats. He reached for a drink in the mini fridge located at his right, taking a sip of green tea.
The limo pulled up at his huge mansion, looking like some fairy tale palace of sorts. He smiled and stepped out of the limo, the door opened for him again and he was untouched by the rain as he stepped out, a foreman holding a yellow umbrella for him.
He was greeted at the door by a maid, "Welcome home master Tamaki." She bowed for him. He smiled and she took of his expensive jacket for him. "Hello, where is my father?" he asked. "He is at a meeting sir," the maid replied softly. He sighed,"Will he be back by dinner?" The maid shook her head,"...no sir. He will not be back untill tomorrow morning, and he will be gone by afternoon." Tamaki nodded and fell silent. The maid watched awkwardly,"There is a meal on the dining room table, i'll heat it up for you..."
He followed her to the dining room and he sat at the large mahogany table by himself. The maid returned and placed the plate in front of him along with a cup of tea. As the maid began to leave Tamaki grasped her hand,"..please...stay...," he looked up at her sadly. She swallowed,"..I'm sorry sir..I have to go home to my family..." He let her hand slip from his and he smiled,"Yes! Of course. Go ahead then. I'll see you tomorrow." He continued smiling as she left. He stabbed his food with his fork and ate silently, looking around the empty elegant dining room. It was decorated with much finery, riches filling in every space. Except...it never felt so empty.
He looked down at his plate of food and continued eating on his own as the silence stretched out before him.
Kaito sat in class, biting the eraser of his pencil nervously. He was taking a big test in History and he had fell asleep last night while he was studying. He held his forehead with his hands as he stared down at the test with his intoxicating eyes. He looked up and noticed a girl was staring at him as if she was starving and seeing him a a hamburger. He sighed and looked back at his test. It was no secret he was goodlooking as he had gotten his looks from his father. Yet it still suprised him when girls displayed any interest in him.
He shook his head and focused on his test when suddenly a loud alarm went off, screaming filling his ears as everyone got up from their seats and was a pandemonium and Kaito sat in the midst.
There was a fire.
Thank you for reading. May the odds ever be in your favor (Hunger Games referance for those with slow humor sensors) The characters selected will be presented in the next chapter.I don't own Ouran but if I did it would be one messed up show.