Disclaimer: Gah! I always forget these stupid things but I do not own Ouran High School Host Club, although it would be amazing if I could.
For any of those who checked the story for any big changes I just re- wrote one of my paragraphs because it was more confusing than I thought. Sorry if I got anybody excited…
Everything inside of me panicked when I caught my first glimpse of the school from the limo. The place was HUGE, like bigger than most castles huge. What chance in heck did I have of finding my classes?
Oh well, I thought to myself, the office will have a person show me around, or at least give me a map.
The limo stopped and I grabbed my bag, ready to set out on the adventure that people called high school.
"Are you ready Tochigi-sama?" inquired Daisuke, my personal driver. "Suke-chan," I chuckled, "You have carted me around for almost five years, and I think it is about time you called me Megumi."
"I shall call you Megumi if you wish," he finally answered with a small smile.
I thanked him and reached over the window that separated the passenger and driver's side and gave him a hug. His eyes widened in shock but he laughed quietly and returned the hug. At that moment I felt like I had a real father, not a man who lived inside an office that only cared enough to give me an allowance and let me go to a first-rate high school.
"You better go my little koukousei," Suke said, "Or you will be late and we can't have that."
I laughed and finally ran into the school. Luckily I was not late; I think it was because I practically sprinted the whole way there, but hey you never know. When I found the main office, which was a miracle within itself they gave me my schedule and a map, which was kind of useless since they assigned a student to show me around.
"Hello," said the pretty girl, "My name is Aomori Kazuko, but you can just call me Kazu."
I smiled and introduced myself and then she gave me a grand tour of the place. At first it seemed daunting but Kazu did a great job. She looked at my schedule and showed me the best routes to my classes, I could not have been more thankful.
"Where is everybody?" I asked after I finally noticed that the halls were strangely empty.
She giggled and tucked a stray piece of auburn hair behind her ear. "You came at just the right time," Kazu answered. "Everybody else is doing their midterms, so it's the perfect time to show a new student around."
Why is she not doing her midterms? I thought.
As if she was reading my thoughts Kazu explained that she just transferred from Lobelia's School for Girls about a week ago and was excused from exams. We laughed, unlike the other kids we lucked out and basically had three days to ourselves.
"So what is there to do around here?" I inquired, "Other than studying."
The question brought a mischievous almost wicked grin to her face. I panicked; I barely knew the girl so what in the holy name of…um bananas could that look mean?
"Wellll," she finally responded, "There is The Host Club."
I gave her my best, 'what the dip' face which made her frown. After staring at me for almost a minute she finally asked what was wrong.
"I have no idea what this 'Host Club' is," I answered while making quotes with my fingers.
Kazu sighed, "I'm going out on a limb here but I'm guessing you either went to an all girls school or you were tutored at home."
"The second one," I replied.
"Oh my," she said as if I were a student and she was the master. "There is much I have to teach you, to the Dining Hall."
Before I knew it she was dragging me to the school's dining hall, which was way too big for my taste (just getting that out there). Since we were the new kids we had to sit at a table by ourselves. I did not mind though, I have always preferred making friends one at a time. Suddenly Kazu squealed almost making me lose my lunch.
"What the dip Kazu?" I gasped, "You almost scared the crap out of me."
Kazu frowned but continued to bounce in her seat excitingly. "I'm super sorry Megumi, but it's them!"
She pointed at a table about twenty feet away from ours and no matter how hard I tried I could not help but gasp. At the table were some of the hottest guys I had ever seen. Kazu gestured toward each one and gave me their name and "type" as she called it. There was the president Tamaki Suou, who was classified as the princely type. From his loud voice and obviously flamboyant behavior I could tell that he was somewhat idiotic, but sweet. Then there were Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin, I knew enough from their mannerisms and manga that they were the mischievous type. When I asked about the adorable little boy who seemed to belong in elementary school Kazu explained that he was Honey (I think the name fits perfectly) the boy Lolita type.
"The really tall one who doesn't talk much is Mori," she sighed, "He's my favorite."
I smirked with his handsome yet serene features I could see why she liked him so much. "What about the other two," I asked.
Kazu answered "Oh the one with the really pretty eyes is Haruhi Fujioka-"
"Is Haruhi a girl?" I whispered.
She laughed and leaned close to my ear, "Yes, she was forced into it because she had to pay a dept but know she just stays to help them out and keep Tamaki in line. I'm shocked that you figured it out so fast."
"It is pretty obvious," I replied, "No guy has eyes like that."
"Very true," Kazu said with one of her sweet smiles, "The last one who's writing in that notebook is Kyoya Ootori, he's the cool type, I don't really know much about him except that he's the Vice President of the club."
I had to admit that the boy Kyoya was quite handsome; but not in the traditional way that Tamaki and the rest of the Host Club were. Unlike Tamaki who seemed to spend a long time in front of the mirror to make himself look the way he did Kyoya looked like he just woke up that way. You could tell that his casual almost messy coal black hair only required a shower and some finger combing action. Also the fact that he did not have contacts certified my point about his natural and carefree appearance. Personally I thought Kyoya was the best looking of the bunch, but I always preferred his type of look.
A minute later I heard Tamaki say (more like scream) something and Kyoya looked up and I finally caught a glimpse of his eyes. They were a steely gray but had an undertone of softness in them. If you were not careful you could easily get lost in them.
Well that is enough staring, I considered, it would not due to look like a creeper on my first day.
Then almost regretfully I went back to the food on my plate. For awhile Kazu and I talked about un-important things and even planned on visiting the Host Club. Suddenly she stopped midsentence and took in a deep breath.
"Kazu," I asked, almost in a panic. "Is something wrong?"
She blinked and cried, "Megumi, he's staring at you."
"Who are you talking about?" I asked while raising an eyebrow.
To answer my question she grabbed my shoulders and turned me around toward the Host Club's table. The gray eyes that I was looking at only moments before were starting into mine. I bit my lip nervously and like an idiot gave him a small smile and a wave. Kyoya gave me a smirk that I could tell was fake and went back to his notebook.
"What the…?" was my only response.
Kazu giggled next to me, "Its official, we have to visit the Host Club. Today."
I rolled my eyes and took a bite of sushi and rice, but deep down, like really deep down I was looking forward to it.
I'm sorry about the crappy ending but it was the only thing I could think of…please don't throw anything at me. Except cookies, I like cookies.
