Hello! Well, as you can see, I'm here again :)
I'd like to thank LilMissCaprice for the story alert, the favorite and the review, and midnightstar237 for the favorite: it really encouraged me to write another chapter the sooner I could!
I'll be changing POV through the story: I think I will mix in Tsubasa's, Sakura's and Haruhi's POV.
Oh, I realized I didn't say the disclaimer in the previous chapter, so here it goes *takes deep breath*: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club in any form. Fua, that was difficult to write.
Let's get on with the story, ok?
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Chapter 1: Starting today, you're a host!
Sakura POV
"Welcome"
The club's door opened to reveal a rather distressed guy. "Oh, it's just a guy" the twins said. Weird, I think I've seen him before somewhere, but… "Nee Sakura, isn't he the new guy in our class?" I looked at my sister, the one who asked me, and stared once more to the guy. "You're right. Hmm, what was his name again…?" Tsubasa sighed at me." Sis, at least you should try to remember our new classmate's name, shouldn't you? And they say I'm the forgetful one, hpmh." She said crossing her arms. "You're right again, sorry. I'll try from now on, I promise" I said reassuringly to her.
Meanwhile, Tamaki-senpai was scolding the twins. "Watch your mouth. He's our important guest even if he's a guy." He turned to the –a little freaked- guy "Welcome to Ouran Host club, rare scholarship student Fujioka Haruhi-kun." "Ah, I remember now!" I said hitting lightly my forehead. Tsubasa rolled her eyes. "How, how did you know…?" Fujioka-kun asked.
Please, lend me a few seconds of your time to explain something to you all: private school, Ouran Academy is, first about pedigree, and second about money; rich people have free time, that's why this host club was created by 6 handsome and 2 beautiful high school students with lots of free time in their hands to serve those female students who, obviously, have a lot of free time. In other words, it's like a big, luxurious playground for rich people.
"Seeing the tone of our school doesn't fit to commoners, you can't get a scholarship here if you don't have a lot of nerve." Kyouya-senpai intervened. "If I didn't know all about you, I shouldn't be in this school." How does he get to look cool in nearly everything he says or does, I'll never know. I think I was staring at him, because Honey-senpai asked me "Saku-chan, what are you staring at?" That woke me up from my daydreaming, and I just had to see the knowing smile in Tsubasa's and the twins' faces to know I was blushing. Stupid crush!
Meanwhile, Tamaki-senpai was being over dramatic again. "So to speak, you are a hero, Fujioka-kun!" Then, he put an arm around Fujioka-kun. "Even if you are the top student, you are also the poorest in this school. People will call you a weed and you will be despised as a lower person." Charming. "Don't worry, I praise the poorest! What is important to the hero is the reckless spirit." All that said nearly without pauses to breath and a sparkly roses background: that's a new record!
"Girls, please, come here" We did as we were told, and Tamaki-senpai started to talk again. "So, I assume you're here to choose one of our pretty hostesses, right? Well, who do you prefer? The little sister type?" Tsubasa grinned at Fujioka-kun (with a yellow roses background) "or maybe her counterpart, the old sister type?" I smiled at him: better not to freak him out more than he already was (and I swear a green roses background appeared behind me).
"What! No, I-" He was cut off by Tamaki-senpai. "Is that so… I cannot believe the rumored student is gay." "…Huh?" "Then, what would you like? Wild type? (Mori-senpai with black roses)Loli-shota type? (The cute Honey-senpai and his pink roses) Mischievous type? (Hikaru and Kaoru with blue and orange roses) Cool type? (Kyouya-senpai and his mysterious purple roses) Or…" Here it goes, Tamaki's host senses in action. "Would you like to try me?" he whispered, standing way too close to Fujioka-kun.
Okay, now he was angry. "You misunderstood, I just-" he was cut off by Honey-senpai attaching himself on his arm. "Haru-chan, are you a hero? I want to hear the story about when you saved the queen!" Tsubasa stepped into the (nonsensical) conversation. "Me too, me too! Haru-chan, please tell us!"
Annnnnnnd, he finally snapped "WHO GAVE YOU TWO PERMISSION TO CALL ME HARU-CHAN!" Tsubasa ran to hide behind me, hugging me. "He didn't have to get that angry, did he?" She pouted. I could only sigh, and I patted her in the head. "Anyway, I was just looking for somewhere quiet!" That was when we noticed he was close enough to throw one of the club's decoration vases. "Watch-" The vase fell. "-out" we arrived too late.
"Oh no. That rune vase was supposed to be the feature for the school auction." Hikaru said, and Kaoru continued. "What will we do…? We were going to start the bidding at 8 million yen…" "EIGHT MILLION! I, I'll pay it ba…" "Can you? I mean no offense, but how are you going to pay back 8 million yen, when you can't even buy your own uniform?" I asked. "Tamaki, what would you do? What about you, Tsubasa?" Kyouya-senpai asked. "How about the roman law, Tamaki-senpai?" Tsubasa had a devious smile, and that could only mean one thing: Haruhi was in sooo much trouble. I could feel my smile turn to an identical one of Tsubasa's.
"Good idea. Do you know this proverb, Fujioka-kun?" By this point, Haruhi was more pallid than an ill person. "When in Rome, do as the romans do. If you don't have money, pay with your own body."
"From now on, you are the host club's dog!" How I love final verdicts!
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Host club time~~~~
"Where will you take me during the summer, Tamaki-kun?" "Anywhere you want."
"What is your favorite music, Tamaki-kun?" "Whatever you favor."
"I baked a cake today. Would you please eat some?" "If you feed me." That got all the girls in Tamaki-senpai's table squealing. {Suoh Tamaki, second year of high school, King of the Host club}
I saw Haruhi standing there looking at Tamaki-senpai with a skeptical look, so I decided to approach him. Thinking about it, it's quite surprising that Kyouya-senpai got the wrong information about a student… I'll ask him about it later.
"… And this guy formatted the data he made overnight when he was half asleep!" "Hikaru! That's!" "And he panicked and cried to me-" "Hikaru! You are cruel… In front of everyone…" "Kaoru…" then, Hikaru cupped Kaoru's cheeks in his hands. "I'm so sorry, Kaoru… It's just because you were so cute that time…" "Hikaru…!" {Hitachiin Hikaru & Kaoru, first year of high school}
"Haruhi." He turned to me. "Is there something wrong?" "Well…" He looked at the hosts again. "You could say I don't quite understand this world…" Tsubasa decided to appear. "Believe it or not, we felt the same way during our first days in the club, but you end up growing used to it." She said. "If you say so… Anyway, what's the meaning of this club?"
I was going to answer, but Kyouya-senpai beat me to it. "Our motto is to make use of each of our characteristics to answer customers' needs. By the way, Tamaki is our best: therefore, he's the 'king'." Haruhi looked at me as if asking me whether that was true or just his ears' trick, so I just nodded. Kyouya-senpai continued with a smile. "You will be taking care of chores for a while. Run away if you want… but I have an excellent staff at home. Ah, do you have your passport?" {Otori Kyouya, second year high school, Vice-president of the Host club} A hided direct threat. A very real threat. Okay, that must have been a little scary for Haruhi.
Tsubasa and I put one hand in Haruhi's shoulders. "Good luck, Haruhi." Then Tamaki started to tease Haruhi. "Well, I think it's time we get to work too, right Tsubasa?" I asked. She agreed, and we were going to our table when Haruhi said something that cached our attention. "Guy, girl, or appearance… It's what's on the inside that counts, right?"
"…Let's go, Sakura." "Hm." We were close to our section when Tsubasa spoke again. "You know, Kyouya-senpai really has some awesome ways to get the information he wants, right? And he's always right!" She said excited, and my smile was matching hers.
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Tsubasa POV
"Murokaji-nee-chan, your hair looks really pretty today! Did you change you shampoo?" "Yes, I did. I'm glad you noticed! Do you think it suits me well?" the brunette girl asked. "Yep, you look really cute. Maybe I should start to use the same brand…" Another girl intervened. "There's no real need to do that. Both you and Sakura-nee-sama have really beautiful hair!" "Thank you Sachiko-chan. So, I heard your family is holding a party next week. What are you going to wear?" Sakura said. {Hiroyuki Sakura & Tsubasa, first year high school}
You're probably wondering what that was. That was our way of hosting: we talk with the customers about anything and everything, from clothes to cakes. We're like a 3rd point of view to them. For example, if two best friends had a fight, they could come to us for advice, and we would give them an objective argument, just like some sisters would. Sometimes, we ask them about their opinion of the club, and we pass this information to Kyouya-senpai. Well, Sakura does. Somehow, I'm always too busy with something and I can't do it, so she has to tell him. Heh, heh. It doesn't really matter, because sometimes she helps him with his work, so they get along pretty well on their own.
Suddenly, I heard Tamaki-senpai snap at Haruhi. "Not that way! When you put down the glass, you have to use your pinky finger as a cushion. That way there won't be any noise and it's easier to get the position." 'So Tamaki-senpai is teaching host techniques to Haruhi? I wonder why.' I walked over there just in time to hear Haruhi's question. "I see. It's so as not to give any discomfort to the customers, right?" Wrong, Haruhi. Try to read between lines, please. "NO!" Tamaki-senpai hugged himself. "It's the way to make me look good. Also, when you have any kind of problem, it's better to see the people from a lower perspective."
Haruhi stared at him. And stared. And stared. "I don't feel anything…" Tamaki-senpai went to sulk in a corner, and I had to muffle my laugh. Haruhi is really a hero! I decided I had to intervene. "Tamaki-senpai, what are you doing? Can I help with something?" "Tsubasa! You came just at the right time. You see, if Haruhi there can get 100 customers, his debt will be off. But he's just hopeless! And I was trying to ease his work a little…" Sure you were.
"Then, why are you teaching him the 'princely host techniques'?" I asked. About that, the techniques I'm talking about are special techniques adapted to each host type. "You have to find his strong points first, and then decide what kind of act suits his type better. Didn't Sakura and I teach this to you already?" I scolded him. "Then, you'll be in charge of transforming Haruhi in decent host material, ok?" Tamaki-senpai said happily, and then went off to annoy Kyouya-senpai. I just had time to sigh before Honey-senpai glomped Haruhi.
"Ha~ru-chan, do you want to eat cakes together?" He asked cutely. "Well… I don't really like sweets." "Then, do you want to hold Usa-chan?" He showed Haruhi his pink stuffed bunny, Usa-chan. "Well, I'm not a big fan of rabbits, either…" "You don't like my Usa-chan?" Haruhi stared at it for a moment before saying "Please let me play with it…" That was… a little unexpected.
Sakura approached me. "What's happening here?" I explained Tamaki-senpai's request, and we decided to get started on it. "That reminds me" Sakura looked at Haruhi. "Kyouya-senpai wanted me to give you a list with supplies that need to be bought. Could you go buy them, please?" Haruhi sighed. "Sigh, okay. I have to do it anyway." When he was gone, I said "He's blunt and has a lot of nerve, but he will do what he's told to if he thinks it's a reasonable thing. What a challenge, right?" I grinned. "Yeah, I wonder which is going to be his type." She smirked.
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While we were chatting with our customers, we heard Tamaki-senpai talk about coffee with Haruhi. "Is this already ground? I've never seen this brand." "No, it is an instant one." 'Instant… coffee?' I wonder what it tastes like.' "Sakura, onee-chans, why don't we go take a look?" "Okay." They agreed.
"Instant? Then, I must absolutely drink it!" Tamaki-senpai said. Try imagining Tamaki-senpai holding the coffee in a triumphal pose, with the rest of the club around him, and you get the general picture of the situation. Of course, Haruhi had to prepare it. It looked like normal coffee to me, but somehow… I felt a little hesitant about it. I looked at my sis. "I'll drink it if you drink it first." "Let's do it at the same time, then." I nodded. "One, two, three." Wow, it tasted better than I thought it would. Soon, I realized I had emptied my cup. Sakura did too, and said "We should give some of this to dad when he returns home. I'm sure it would save a lot of his time." "Yeah!"
The next day, Tamaki-senpai decided we had to learn how to make peasants' ramen, and Haruhi had to be our teacher. Poor Haruhi, he looked tired. Even so, he did teach us how to make them. It was kind of funny seeing the surprised look on his face when Mori-senpai, spoke. "You have to put the ingredients below the noodles in the beginning, so that won't happen." Tamaki-senpai went into over-dramatic mode. "You are wonderful! May I express this feeling with my body…?" "Please don't." was the immediate response. Suddenly, I felt someone put his elbow on my head, and I turned to see it was Kaoru. And yeah, my face heated up a little, so what?
"It doesn't match the picture, does it, Kaoru?" I turned to my right and saw Hikaru was in the same pose as Kaoru, with his elbow on Sakura's head and a hand on his chin, mirroring his twin's position. "I agree with you, Hikaru. The situation doesn't add up." I looked at Haruhi and Tamaki-senpai, and saw what they meant. On the one hand, you had the overly sparkling Tamaki-senpai, with his useless rose's background; on the other hand… Haruhi was wearing some dark sweater with a white T-shirt below, some pants and old fashioned glasses. It was the same as comparing a dog house to a mansion, speaking about beauty standards.
"You see, females love two beautiful homosexuals together. It is a nice plot to have two guys who cannot decide to further the friendship or not… right, girls?" Hikaru said, and he was right. After all, those were our words the first day of host club. Kaoru continued "In our case, we have our twin-ness as our forbidden weapon. Moreover, we have the beauty of symmetry." "In addition, you will be loved by the two with such a deep bond at the same time!" Hikaru said caressing one of Haruhi's cheeks. "Isn't it the ultimate romance for the girls?" Kaoru asked rhetorically, caressing Haruhi's other cheek. All those times teaching them about twincest and yaoi, all those times scolding them when they didn't practice their act well, they were worth something! I felt sooo touched!
They pulled away from Haruhi. "…But, you can't even pass the first condition." "The problem is once again, the visual…" Tamaki-senpai said deep in thought. Sakura stood in front of Haruhi, and I realized we were just a few centimeters taller than him. "But then… probably taking off the glasses won't help much, probably just make the eyes smaller… and what's with these glasses?" she said pulling his glasses away, and froze. I looked to know what had shocked her so much, and I froze too. I barely heard Haruhi say something about his grandfather, and something about losing some contact lenses. The rest of the club stood behind us with blank faces, before Tamaki-senpai reacted.
"Hikaru! Kaoru!" He snapped his fingers. "Yes!" They already had some hairdresser tools in hand. "Kyouya, give a phone call to the school designated tailor! Mori-senpai, if you have extra disposable contact lenses, share them! Tsubasa and Sakura, redesign the distribution of the room, and add one more extra table!" "Roger!" we said. Kyouya-senpai was already making the call, Mori-senpai ran to take the contact lenses, and we hurried to the club's room to do as we were told. That left Honey-senpai to finish the cakes with Usa-chan.
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"Fiu! I swear we just made another record in redistributing a room!" I said as I entered the changing room. "Um, Tsubasa-san?" I heard Haruhi's voice come from behind the curtain that separated the room from the changing space. "Yeah, it's me. I guess you're changing in your school uniform?" I asked. "I am, but I think I need some help with these shirt's buttons." I entered the smaller room, and I saw that Haruhi had tied some of the buttons wrong. "Here, let me help you." I offered. While I was tying the shirt, Haruhi asked me "Tsubasa-san, why do you and your sister wear a different uniform than the other girls?" "Because we're from the host club" I laughed at his confused face. "It's a way to differentiate ourselves from the customers. Besides, I don't think pallid banana yellow suits us" I said with a wink.
Our uniform was different, indeed: it was a black short-sleeved dress, which stopped a few inches above our knees. The skirt was a bit puffy, but not like the standard uniform's skirt; this skirt swayed around us, and it made the dress look more movable and comfy. We also wore a feminine version of the boy's blazer. Oh, and we had a skirt version of the dress for when we wanted to wear the school's sweater (of course, this skirt was shorter than the dress). We could wear white or black high sockets, and the girls' shoes. It was impossible to not recognize us.
"That's it. Will you need help with the tie?" I asked. "I think not, thank you." He said. "You're welcome" I smiled.
Later, the entire club was standing in the changing room waiting for Haruhi while the twins, Honey-senpai and I were eating some more ramen. "…senpai." "Did you finish changing?" Tamaki-senpai asked. "Excuse me… this uniform, do I get to keep it?" Haruhi said stepping into full view. What a great change! His hair had been styled, the uniform fitted him perfectly, and thanks to the contact lenses, you could see his gorgeous, big chocolate eyes. Now that's what I would call host material! Tamaki-senpai had overflowing tears rolling down, the twins had that weird satisfied face, and the rest of us were… normal.
Tamaki hugged Haruhi, all the while crying "CUTE 3" Yeah, the heart was there. "How lovely you are… you almost look like a girl…!" he said dreamily. "Haru-chan, cute!" exclaimed Honey-senpai. "If you had that face, why didn't you tell us earlier?" said Hikaru. "Maybe you could get a customer or two." Encouraged Kyouya-senpai. "You look like a different person! So cute!" my sis and I said.
"Yes! Everything was calculated!" "Liar" we said, but he ignored us. "Here, now is the time that your true worth will be revealed! Go show the people your thin-veneer of beauty!"
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Some days later~~~~
"My, look at the time! I'm really sorry onee-chans, but I have to do some work for the Photography Club. I hope you understand." I gave them my best puppy look, and they immediately accepted my apologies. Then, I asked Sakura to tell me the detail of Haruhi's hosting session later. That Haruhi was had a special talent for hosting: he didn't need any special techniques, for he was a Natural. Finally, the club had its red rose.
I decided to go to the west building's garden to take some pictures. There would be a cultural festival in a few months, and my second club was going to expose the best photos of each member. The garden was magnificent: there was a big fountain decorated with sculptures of roses; each rose was made with different stones, so you could see colored sculptures. There were Safire, Jade, Robin, Amethyst and orange Topaz roses. There was a rose labyrinth, too, and a little landscape near the School building. I had to recognize, it was one of my favorite places to go to when I had free time.
I took some photos of the fountain, and I have to say that some of them were really pretty, thanks to the effect the sun gave to the water and the stones. 'Maybe I should take some photos from the interior…' I had some more time before going to the club, so I dozed off a little before returning.
While I was going to the club, I saw a red-haired girl who looked like that Tamaki-senpai's customer, Ayanokoji-hime, throwing something into the pond. And if my sight was as good as it could be with my contacts on, I think it was Haruhi's bag, so I took some photos of the suspicious action. Just to be sure.
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Sakura POV
"Hi." I turned to see Tsubasa enter the room. "How did it go?" I asked her. "I took some nice pictures. I'll show them to you later, but now I need to speak to Tamaki-senpai about something. Do you know where he is?" Her face showed concern. "He isn't here right now: he went to look for Haruhi. Why, what happened?" Did someone threat her? But then, I would worry more about the other person… Then, what could it be?
"Well… let's go with the rest of the club, okay?" I agreed, and when we were all reunited (minus Haruhi and Tamaki-senpai), Tsubasa started. "Well, I'm sure you have noticed by now that Haruhi's injuries aren't caused by his clumsiness: the finger cut, the little punctures on the back of his neck, even when he 'forgot' his textbook…" all of us were nodding at this. She looked everyone in the eye. "Today I saw someone throwing Haruhi's bag to the pond, so I took some photos. Also, when I got the revealed pictures, I saw the culprit's face, and guess who it was." "Ayanokoji-hime" the twins said. Yes, she was the suspect number one. We all had seen the dirty looks she had been shooting Haruhi these past days. Aah, there's nothing worse than a jealous customer. Tsubasa nodded.
"Actually, I wanted to talk about it too. Thanks to my intern resources, I have pictures proving that Ayanokoji-san is the culprit behind all the 'incidents'. We can't allow that kind of behavior from a customer of the club. I'll talk to Tamaki, and we'll have a plan as soon as we can. Also, I'll need the cooperation of all you." "Okay" we all said. Then I remembered something. "Kyouya-senpai, correct me if I'm wrong, but hasn't Ayanokoji-hime chosen Haruhi as her host for tomorrow?" They all stared at me, as realization hit them.
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Next day, we got all our attention on Haruhi and Ayanokoji-san. Suddenly, Ayanokoji-san threw the table they were using, and run to another group. "Help! Haruhi-kun suddenly became violent!" Haruhi's face showed slight confusion. "I knew he was barbarous. Somebody, hurry, this peasant…" She was interrupted by the twins throwing water at her.
"Ah, I'm sorry." Said Hikaru. "Our hands slipped." Kaoru said. "Wha…" I threw the pictures which signaled her as the culprit at her. I was really angry at her; her jealousy wasn't an excuse to bully Haruhi. Kyouya spoke. "Did you think we didn't know about it? Please don't look down on our information network. Of course, we have evidence on the other issue as well."
"This person is scary~ she looks like a demon." Honey-senpai said, tearing up and pointing at her. "Looks so ugly." Mori-senpai said. Then Tamaki-senpai intervened. "You look beautiful outside… but it's no good if you only look good. I'm sorry to say this, but can you please never come back? You cannot be a customer if you behave badly toward my fellow club member."
Ayanokoji-san teared up, and ran away screaming "Tamaki you idiot!" Tsubasa sighed. "They are so annoying, these misunderstanding queens." I side-hugged her and smiled. "At least, we know how to scare them." I winked, and she smiled.
"Aaah… a punishment for causing trouble. Add another 100 to your work quota." Tamaki-senpai said to Haruhi. "HUH?!" exclaimed Haruhi. "If you weren't here, I wouldn't lose my best customer- - -. And I wouldn't have to look for wallets with this beautiful body- - -." "senpai!" now Haruhi was annoyed. "I have high expectations for you, natural rookie." He said smiling to Haruhi. "Hmm? What's this? A student ID?" "It's probably mine." Haruhi said, and Tamaki-senpai looked at it.
"Haruhi." "Yes?" "Are you a girl?" "Yes. Biologically, at least." Tamaki-senpai panicked, and pointed at Haruhi while articulating soundless words. "He has finally noticed." "But he probably knew by instinct." the twins said. "I knew it from the beginning~~" Honey-senpai said. "It's a pretty interesting development." Kyouya-senpai intervened, smiling a little.
"If senpais thought of me as a guy, I figured that was okay with me. Probably my consciousness of being a guy or a girl is lower than other people. And I'm not that interested in appearances either. Oh but…" she looked at the still shocked Tamaki-senpai. "But you were cool earlier, senpai." Tsubasa hugged me. "Do you think it's the beginning of a love story?" she asked me. "Maybe…" I hugged her back.
"And actually, I realized it's not that bad to be popular among the girls. I'm probably a little into that- - -. Oh yeah, I should address myself with 'Ore' from now on." Haruhi said, and Tamaki-senpai nearly fainted at her words. "Maybe not." We answered together the earlier question of Tsubasa. We looked at each other, and started to laugh.
'It's going to be an interesting year.'
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Here's the first chapter! I think the next chapter will take more time to update than this one, because this coming week I have a lot of exams, and next week I'm going on a class trip to Italy. WHOOHOO!
I'm sorry for any wrong spelling; feel free to point out any mistake you found in my English. Also, I would appreciate if you told me what you think of the chapter. Was it good? Bad? Horrible?
Please tell me your opinion :)
