Ouran Academy, an elegantly famous school, is where the legendary Host Club resides. A group of six handsome boys and an honor student with a liking for men's clothing is what makes up this Ouran Host Club. And all of these boys would soon realize that their lives were about to change.
Kyouya Ootori sat casually at a small, circular table in the center of the club room, as he studied tediously from his mathematics text book. He didn't have a test, but none the less he couldn't rest easy unless he was prepared for anything.
The other members were stationed around the room, busy with their own agendas. Hunny and Mori were sitting at another circular table, where Hunny was scarfing down all sorts of sweet things and Mori was sitting directly across from him, nose deep in a novel. He liked novels. They helped to soothe the tension after a day of constantly worrying about Hunny. Hikaru and Kaoru were sitting side by side on a small couch. Hikaru had his laptop on his lap and they were looking at RPG gaming sites in search of something to relieve their ever growing boredom. They knew it was a hopeless pursuit, but did it none the less. Haruhi was sitting on the couch opposite them. With her eyes closed, she listened intently to some classical music that Tamaki had uploaded onto an I-Pod for her. He had given the I-Pod to her on her birthday with the music added, because she loved to listen to him play the piano so much that he wanted her to hear where he got his inspiration from. He wanted her to know more about him, seeing as they'd been a couple for quite awhile now and were still at the awkward stage. Tamaki was seated crosslegged on the ground as he stared with total concentration at a jigsaw puzzle Haruhi had brought for him that day. She had gotten it as a freebie at the supermarket, when she went for a restock of Instant Coffee, and knew immediately that he would love it. Of course, she was right. He was extremely overjoyed to receive something from her that he nearly exploded with all the love he felt. But he managed to keep his reaction low key and smiled brightly at her. "Thank you, Haruhi!" he had said and Haruhi blushed and looked away, a small grin on her face.
All in all, it was a regular day for the members of the Host Club.
Or so they thought….
Watching their usual routine from a crack in the door was none other than Nekozawa-Senpai.
"Ohhh…look Belzenef. Isn't this interesting? The Ouran Host Club is having an off day?" he smiled sinisterly from under his hood. "Well now, I guess we'll have to make this day more interesting, now won't we?" And with that statement, he brought his hand up in front of him and snapped once, loudly.
This is what began the Ouran Host Club's unexpected journey, into the unknown.