Innocence at Ouran
Okay I'm gonna jump straight into this. It'll start in the third music room, just after the Akuma have been destroyed and before the host club has entered. Enjoy
Disclaimer: I don't own DGM or OHSHC. Its not like I'm gonna go out and steal them! Or am I hehe!
Chapter 1 - Become a Host!
Allen got up from the floor; his innocence deactivated and paused for a moment regaining his breath. This was a school! What the hell was the Noah thinking bringing such a large amount of Akuma here? He looked around the room.
At the back was a smashed piano crushed under a fallen Akuma. The poor thing looked expensive. The walls looked ready to cave in, littered with cracks and holes. One of the grand double doors hung weakly to the door frame by one of its hinges. Blood of the Akuma was splattered across the walls. The floor littered by rubble and the Demons remains...
The order would have a lot to pay this time round. Allen watched as Lavi dragged himself up from the floor and as Kanda faced the Noah, Mugen poised in front of him, aimed straight at Tyki's chest. Tyki gave the Japanese teen a smirk and was about to lunge when there came a large bang form the destroyed doorway.
Haruhi stared at the third music room. Or at least what had been the third music room anyway. Her eyes fell upon the four males in the centre. Three stood against one. Not really a fair fight in her opinion. And boy, were they a weird bunch to look at! One had white hair, like that of an old man but looked no older than 16. There was a red scar running down the left side of his face which look oddly placed. As if it had been done on purpose.
Another had ruby red hair held up by a bandana. He wore an eye patch leaving one emerald eye visible, an orange scarf draped around his neck and shoulders. The third was Asian with long raven hair. He had dark blue stormy eyes framed by a frown. He had a somewhat angry feel to him which was help by the sword he held in front of him.
Their opponent had a sinister grin on his face which made Haruhi shiver. He had tanned skin and was dressed in a long tailed waistcoat, dress pants and a slightly askew top hat.
The three that opposed him all wore similar jackets bearing a silver symbol over their hearts. Were they uniforms?
A moment of silence passed as the host club looked at the exorcists and the Noah, who looked back at them, but it was broken rather dramatically. Tamaki let loose a wail of despair and started running around the room pointing at the broken walls, the stains on them and on the floor. The large pieces of metal that littered the rather expensive carpet, unable to understand how the room had gotten into such a state. Finally his eyes turned to the smashed piano at the back of the room and Tamaki fell still. He looked at the fallen instrument then at the four standing in the centre of the room before marching up to them. "What on earth have you done to our room!?"
(Allen POV)
No one answered the tall blonde boy in front of them. There was a fire behind his eyes. He looked fit to burst, but the exorcist could not figure out what they were supposed to tell him? That they had just fought a load of demons? Probably not. Whilst the blonde stared daggers at them, another boy with glasses and dark hair walked towards them with a sigh directed at the blonde haired boy. "Clam down King. I'll call a cleaning team and the room should repaired by tomorrow afternoon" Allen raised an eyebrow. Tomorrow afternoon? That soon? His head turned round at a murmur somewhere behind him. He could have almost sworn that he heard someone mutter "Rich Bastards", but turning his attention away from behind him, Allen's focus came to rest on the framed-eyed boy who had a somewhat sinister smirk on his face. Something that reminded him somewhat, with a shiver, of Kanda. But thinking of his anti-social comrade, he gave him a quick glance to find him still glaring daggers at Tyki, daring him to run. The Noah just smiled satisfied with the damage done and watch with interest to see how the scene in font of him would unfold.
"But of course there is expenses that need to paid for the damage done to our Club room" The boy with glasses look at the three... no four (that Allen like being grouped with Tyki for anything) of them in turn waiting for answer. In the end it was Lavi who broke the awkward silence that had fallen over the room.
"Send the bill to the Black Order" he said with a sigh, handing the boy a phone number on a piece of paper. The boy looked at the piece of paper and smirked. "I will". He said it with an undertone, like he was hiding something from the strangers. He flipped out his cell phone and dialed the number quickly and left the room.
Allen looked back at the others in the room. A quick head count told him that there were 6 of the Ouran Academy members in the room, 7 if you counted the boy outside. Their blue uniforms looked fancy and expensive and Allen couldn't help but think that if he were in their shoes he would be terrified to get the clothing dirty and these boys had to wear them 5 days a week. His eyes rested on Kanda without him realizing it. His arms were crossed over his chest and his ever-present scowl was etched over his face. "I wonder what he would look like smiling" Allen thought, smirking slightly. If Kanda tried to smile he pretty sure his face would break under the strain. A stupid smile made its way across Allen's lips at the thought, and as fate would have it, it was then that Kanda decided to turn around, and glare at him. "What are you grinning at Moyashi?"
"My name is Allen!" He pouted. That guy is a jerk!
-Haruhi POV—
What on earth happened in here? The walls looked like they were covered in...in... blood! The girl felt sick to her stomach. Just who were these people? Were they dangerous? She looked towards Tamaki who was still glaring at the 4 in the centre of the room. Hesitantly she took a step forward. These people could be murderers and there Tamaki was standing right in front of them. Haruhi took another step and then another, becoming more confident with each one she took, though she was still apprehensive. She stood by Tamaki and looked at the odd array of people in front of her and said slightly quieter than she hoped. "Who are you people?"
Kyoya smirked as he hung up the phone. These people really didn't know where they were dealing with, did they? Casually he walked back in the room. One of the people from the "Black Order", a kid with white hair and a red scar down the left side of his face, was waving his hands in front of him trying to convince Haruhi something. As he walked to the figures his smirk widened slightly. He stood directly behind Haruhi looking down on the white haired kid, making him abruptly stop talking. "The Black Order" He said slowly "Says it will not pay for the damage done here".
"Ehhhhh!?" Lavi shrieked "What? What do you mean they wont pay. Of course they'll pay! The amount cant be that large!"
Kyoya just smirked. "The total cost amounts up to nine thousand, eight hundred and sixty-two..."
"Che" huffed Kanda "It's not that much then..."
"Million" Kyoya continued with a glare "Yen."
Allen paled. How much?!
Kanda's eye twitched and tightened his grip on Mugen in it's sheath, knuckles turning white.
Lavi felt like laughing. "No wonder they didn't want to pay" he thought.
Tyki was surprisingly clam. He, of course, would leave the debt on the exorcists. So it was him who recovered first. "Well... I have something to collect and then I'm off" he said with a smirk. Kanda, Allen and Lavi all snapped to attention at once and jumped, landing in a pile, at Tyki. The said Noah writhed beneath them muttering curses. Had these school boys had not been in the room, he would have simply phased through them, perhaps giving their hearts a quick squeeze in the process, but he did not. As tempting as it was, Tyki resisted, he wanted to avoid irritating questioning. He had already changed into his white form when he had heard the door open.
As for the Host Club members... They stood in silence watching the massive tangle of limbs thrashing about on the floor. To them it was just a dog pile with the three males decked in black, pinning the guy with brown hair to the floor, not, coincidently, a battle to stop a deadly Noah destroying Godly material.
Tyki gave up under the three exorcists and fell still, making the exorcist in turn stop too. As they all got their breath back they took in the positions they were in. Allen was sprawled over the back of Kanda's torso, who was in turn lying across Lavi's lower back, who had his head on Tyki's chest. Quickly, blushes creeping across their cheeks, they stood, looking anywhere but each other. Tyki on the other hand just smirked and sat crossed legged on the floor.
Shaking his head in an attempt to return to normality (if there ever was normality at Ouran) Tamaki coughed and addressed the four strangers. "So what do you plan to do about your debt?" he said making his voice stern to show he was serious. Kanda Che'd and glared at the blonde haired boy. "Pay for it yourself" he hissed "by the look of it you guys have more than enough money to cover it".
"Quite the contrary" the boy with glasses sneered "you owe us a debt". At the word debt Allen paled and grew still. Debts!
"No!" He said without thinking. "No more debts!" He looked around the room at the faces staring at him in shock. A light pink dusted his cheeks and he dropped his gaze to the floor muttering something about hammers.
"Well" Tamaki said with a grin. "If you have no way to pay for the damage, I'll make you a proposal". Four pairs of eyes looked back at him, though one was more of a glare. Sure it would take work but Tamaki was sure his little plan would work. "Become an Ouran High School Host Club member! Become hosts!"
Well what do you think of the first chapter? Please forgive my pathetic attempts at humour/comedy and any OOCness. Please review, I would like to know if this was a good idea to write and whether I should continue or not. But I have to say I'm rather pleased with this so don't be too harsh on me :)
~Mad-Micky
