Hi! It's me again! School just ended, so even though this update took slower than I would have liked, I should be updating faster than ever. Oh, and just so you know, aside from this, I will only be updating on Fridays, so try not to expect anything during the week. But that doesn't mean that I will have a chapter a week. I may have five, or I might not have any. Just so you know. Oh, and about my chapters, they might not be all that long, but they are all at least 1,000 words, so please don't complain!
P.S. I don't own Ouran High School Host Club, and if I did, there would be way more romance :P
New author's note from Sparklefaith;
Hey, okay I know you haven't heard from me in awhile, and I am so sorry for that. Okay, I was reading my other story 'Twins Times Two', and as I have said, this is a semi- squeal to that, so I am going to have a surprise in chapter 5. I needed to change something really small yet big so that it is easier for you readers to understand the surprise. Okay that is all I am going to say. If you still don't understand the surprise after I do it, please review or pm me about it and I will try to explain it as much as I can. Somethings I think of at the last minute soso pardon me if it is a little sloppy. Okay bye, see you soon!
Sparklefaith
Chapter 2
I remember that when I lived in America, in the summer, we would go to the islands to go swimming. I played with two girls, both of whom disliked the frills and lace that I enjoy wearing. Instead, they preferred to wear boy's shorts and graphic tees.
But this is ridiculous.
Once the lunch period came along, Haruhi and the boys sitting around her immediately became surrounded by rabid fan girls. I had the worst feeling that if I tried to go and talk to her, I would be effectively blocked by a wall of yellow fabric, so I just stayed sitting at my desk.
"Um, excuse me Suzuki-san? I was wondering if you would like to walk to the cafeteria with me- I mean, if you don't have any plans. Oh, and my name's Renge."
And with that, there was a girl with caramel hair and an annoying, pitchy voice dragging me through halls I didn't know, past large, mahogany doors, and finally into a vast, echo-y room with too-high ceilings and elaborately carved walls with pink hues, talking all the way.
"So, I noticed you staring at Haruhi." I hadn't known I was staring, but what really bothered me about was the suggestive way Renge said it.
"Um, R-Renge," the lunch room was crowded with boys large and small, "I- I- um…"
"No need to be so shy about it, silly! Haruhi is the best of the hosts! He's so kind and assuring, with his dreamy smile and those big, brown eyes, who could resist?" she smiled at me, a dreamy look forming on her face. I will really never understand how girls turn to mush over guys. Aren't they scary, womanizing, untrustworthy animals?
"U-um… Renge? Uh, w-what to you m-mean by hosts?"
"I mean Ouran's official Host Club! I'll show you it after school today, and you can meet everyone personally! I am their manager, you know! It'll be a piece of cake!" she was smiling and talking some more, and I only had to nod every few seconds to keep her that way. Renge is really easy to figure out. It's like you're talking on the phone with her constantly. You only have to say "yes, yes" or "That's so cool" or "seriously" and she'll take that as an invitation to talk some more, only with a different topic.
And the best part is you don't actually have to listen.
And it's only the best part, because, as she's very well demonstrated, she loves to talk. But her obliviousness is really a terrible thing too.
Because now she is dragging me to meet a bunch of lady killers and one cross dresser.
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After school
Renge was relentless. I tried to come up with an excuse not to go meet this host club, but she wouldn't accept anything. Seriously, anything! I told her I had to get a CAT scan because I may have to have potentially fatal heart surgery, but she took that as more reason to drag me to that damned club. She said I should get the chance to meet them before I die. Yeah, 'cause I really want some creepy pretty boys to be the last people I meet before my utter demise.
Any who, Renge is now tearing my arms out of their sockets dragging me to the club. And I am resisting with what little strength my short stature grants me.
It's pretty clear that Renge isn't having any trouble with me, and I would only be an annoyance if she weren't still talking.
"Ah, Suzuki-san! We're here!" Two large, pink doors with what seemed to be gold knobs opened to reveal…
xD ~~~ :P ~~~TT_TT ~~~ ;) ~~~d(^_^)b
Honey's POV
Renge walked in the host room (without her usual flourishes, I might add) while I was eating cake with Takashi. She was talking to someone I couldn't see and gesturing to everything around her.
"Why, Renge, it's good to see you again! And who is this lovely new Princess with you?" Tama approached Renge with confidence in his stride, trying (way too obviously) to seem humble and princely. He leaned to her side, talking to a princess that Renege had brought, and the Princess backed away from him, shaking.
She was a pretty girl, wearing strange clothes and not too much taller than me, which was a surprise. When Tamaki followed her towards the door she was backing into, her eyes widened and her shaking quickened, growing more violent until she wasn't shaking, but was almost bouncing. It was comical, really, or at least it would have been if she weren't so obviously frightened, something which Tama seemed oblivious to.
"Hey, Takashi, should we intervene?"
"Hmm." Takashi stood up, and kneeled down so I could climb on his shoulders.
"Tama-Chan, we want to meet the new princess, too!" I smiled and put on my cutest face, I wanted to please the customer.
"Oh, Honey-Senpai, may I introduce to you… um… Princess," Tama leaned forward and caught the trembling girls chin in his hand, "you never did give the pleasure of knowing your name." And with this, the girl stopped moving altogether and stumbled backwards until her back hit the floor and she slid to the ground.
"I-I," she was panting, her breaths ragged, " … I…"
She burst into tears saying, "What did I ever do to you?!" and stood up, using the door handle as support, and exiting the room.
xD ~~~ :P ~~~TT_TT ~~~ ;) ~~~d(^_^)b
Ai's POV
I was clutching Renge's skirt for dear life when I saw the people I front of me. There was Haruhi, sitting on a couch and trying to read while two identical red-heads were poking her face and talking to her. An older boy with black hair was typing on a computer and there was a small blonde kid and very, very large dark man eating cake at a small table. And there was one blonde model-type boy sitting in what appeared to be a throne, staring into space with a goofy smile plastered to his face (A/N you know what that means *wink, wink*)
He was staring into space that is, until he saw me and jumped up out of his seat, strutting towards us with a cocky I-know (think)- you- can't- resist- me smirk, dragging on about how much he had missed Renge.
Then he leaned towards me saying, "And who is this new princess with you?"
I couldn't help it, he was just so close, I started shaking, like full on shaking- but a better description would be shuddering (isn't that the appropriate word when you're scared or disgusted- I am both, by the way.) I started moving away; from the club and from the weirdo blonde womanizer, but he just kept coming closer!
It was infuriating!
"We want to meet the new Princess too!" a voice interrupted his chase, and the blonde bimbo pulled his face from mine.
"Oh, Honey-Senpai, may I introduce to you… um… Princess, you never did give the pleasure of knowing your name." he leaned in and grabbed my chin in his hand. By this point, with an immoral, disgusting, terrifying man so close, I am beyond shaking. Amazingly tall and small kids, thank you for trying to help me, but you just made it worse.
I knock his hand away from my face and back to the door- I am having trouble breathing- and try to explain myself to not only Renge, but to myself. "I-I…" I slide to the ground where my back hits the door, "I…" and I crack.
"What did I ever do to you?!" I stand up using the door as support, and run from the room.
It is only as I run down the halls away from my personal torture chamber do I realize I'm crying. And that with my outburst, I've probably lost my only to friends (Renge and Haruhi.)
It is unexplainable, my fear of boys. I don't know why I'm cursed with it, but the way my body reacts to them is revolting, in a sense. I can't control it any more than one can control a fear of heights.
Because really, there is no reason for it.
But there really doesn't have to be, does there?
Because in the end, even after you know the reason, aren't you still afraid?
1,500 words! My longest chapter ever! You really do get a sense of pride at small accomplishments like these, no matter how small! Ok, I'm like a week late with uploading this, but I'll be sure to have the next chapter in by Friday!
