It's finally here, the first chapter! Sorry guys, school's a bitch, etc. etc., now here's your reward for your patience!

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters mentioned nor the anime referenced to in this story.

Starting Today, You Are an Idiot!
(Even Though You Always Have Been)

POV- Silver

I sat quietly in my seat as usual, observing the classroom and keeping an eye out for anything out of place. He isn't exactly one who likes to be anything less than egregious most of the time, having a sort of avarice for attention. So it was natural that I sensed him coming long before he showed up.

"Hey there, Silv! Sup?" Mischievous, astute golden eyes and an obnoxiously explosive bang protruding from his head per usual, my self-proclaimed best friend carelessly ditched his bag next to the desk beside mine and took position in front of me, leaning on my desk.

I groaned inwardly, but my annoyance was evanescent so as not to give him the satisfaction. Usually he wasn't this peppy in the mornings. The culpable guy has the tendency to be dilatory with his homework until late at night, which leads him to being in a torpid state in the mornings.

Except for today.

The supposition that what he was about to say was going to be another one of his pretentious schemes arose.

…Why do I put up with this moron?

"So, I was following the advice of a dear friend last night." He began, equivocating. I raised an eyebrow. His mood seemingly incapable of being abated, his golden eyes sparkled with a mixture of delight and mischief at my small acknowledgement to his nebulous start to a conversation.

"Go on, Gold." I said in monotone, concealing my apprehension of what it could possibly be this time.

"And I followed the advice reluctantly, for however trustworthy, loyal, and a joy that your Blue is, she can be very…devilish with her humor." Gold explained with obvious fake adulation.

I narrowed my eyes at this. My Blue? Sure, Blue and I are childhood friends, but she isn't… mine. That crossed lines.

"She isn't mine." I corrected him gruffly, a hint of irritation seeping through my short reply. Gold isn't a novice in dealing with me- he knows that getting the slightest bit of emotion out of my reactions is quite the feat.

And that he was pushing boundaries.

But that hardly ever concerns him.

He waved my words off. "Yeah, yeah, childhood lover-boy. We can discuss about your fine lady friend later. This is about curing this boring school from social penury, here!"

I stared at him through my red bangs. What was he talking about…? I became even more suspicious. His approach to this scheme is very unlike any before. Irresolute on whether I should be worried or intrigued, I silently waited for him to reveal his plot.

Trying his best to resuscitate his speech that was probably rehearsed on his way to school this morning, he adjusted the standing-up collar of his uniform to recompose himself. With a dramatic pause, Gold then turned to me, his expression much more serious than I was expecting, and said:

"We're going to form a host club!" He recapitulated.

…

My stare continued, unwavering. Then, I broke the obvious to him.

"Gold, you're an idiot."

"You don't even know what a host club is, Silver! Hear me out, you soulless ginger!" He demanded, slamming his hands down onto my desk. Blinking, I looked up at him, not used to his serious side. I could hear the whispers of a few girls present in the room, observing the scene that was being made by my impulsive acquaintance.

Talking animatedly with his hands, Gold passionately continued in a quieter voice so that others couldn't overhear, for once not actually wanting to draw outside attention:

"Look, I will explain to you what it is later this afternoon- I managed to get those two upperclassmen Red and Green to meet up with us in that old computer room in the back of the library after school to listen to my proposition, as well. You're coming, Silv."

A vein popped in my head as he mentioned the cool-natured, arrogant upperclassman. He invited Green- the egotistical, aggravating, yet very popular bastard who has a weird tension with Blue. The one bastard who has shown me up on several occasions, and then giving me advice as though I was an imbecile. The one bastard that I have such a strong anathema for, that-

...That sounds rather slovenly.

I should stop ranting now.

"And if I don't?" I said in a cold, defiant voice.

Something devious spread across his face.

"Oh, why gingy-boy, you still owe me… or have you forgotten?"

I froze.

He was right- I did owe him still, from just last week… he'd helped talk me out of a sticky situation created on accident due to my blunt way of speech. Something I'd said to the rough crowd in another class ticked them off, so they decided to, "teach me a lesson". I could have handled them myself, however that would have landed me in the principal's office. And things could only spiral downwards from there… Fortunately, Gold happened to be passing by, and he insulted the guys targeting me to the point where my words were completely forgotten. Before they could lunge at my impulsive, mouthy friend, the bell had rung, saving his hide- and mine.

It would've ended up in a much worse case with his absence. I cursed under my breath, but lackadaisically gave in, resulting in a fist pump from Gold.

"Yes! You won't regret it, Silv! This will change our lives!"

I had a very strong feeling that I would regret it- but a debt is a debt, so going to this one "meeting" couldn't affect that much.

Oh, how very wrong I was.

Immediately after class, just as I was finishing packing my bag to head home, the golden-eyed idiot snatched my bag, hopping around excitedly.

"C'mon, Silv! We've gotta hurry so we can catch the other two before they leave!" He said as I attempted to take back the bag. He pulled it away too quickly, resulting in a futile retrieval. I felt my annoyance rise once more.

"Didn't you tell me that you have already received their confirmation that they will meet us?" I said in my monotone way.

"Hey, I know that they're going to agree! Don't have such little faith. I have this all planned out. Now, hurry up or I'll tell Blue about that situation where I saved your ass." Gold smirked.

I froze. He knows just how to threaten me.

Cheeky shit.

I still don't know why I put up with him.

Glaring at his smug face, I reluctantly stored my hands in my pockets and muttered my defeat. Gold gave a fist-pump, and then charged out of the room. Not wanting the moron to run and leave my possessions carelessly somewhere, I quickly followed to keep up with his pace.

Entering the hallway, it only took me a second to catch sight of him disappearing around the corner heading up to the senior hallway as people parted in his wake. I could hear his feet pounding as he climbed the stairs and his yelling as he reached the top of the stairs- presumably spotting Red and Green. I sighed and turned away from the direction of the sight, slipping by the confused and innocent crowd of people anxious to get home or attend their after-school activities as I went the opposite way of Gold to reach the library instead of witnessing one of his obnoxious scenes.

I easily found the library, a place I frequently visit for afternoons of solitude before returning home after school. I prefer books to my father and his "company". So the librarians recognized me with a small nod when I entered, and I responded with an even smaller one. A mutual sign of respect- and a mutual respect for silence. It's a tolerable place by my standards.

The back room was pitch-black, but I still tried jiggling the doorknob to see if it would open.

Click. The knob turned with ease, and soon after I located the position of the light switch and had flipped it on.

It was a rather vacant room, since the computer lab was relocated to a larger, more accessible room on the second floor of the school. Three old desktops remained, with a layer or two of dust coating them from years of negligence. Well, the whole place screamed "lonely" and "forgotten", but the dust was a large fraction of the proof to this mood.

Not even a minute after sitting down on an old couch in the back corner to continue reading my book, I heard the sound of a ruckus in the library, followed by the harsh sound of the librarian shushing. Anticipating a scene, I bookmarked my spot and looked up just as the idiot came bursting through the door, dragging the senior Red along behind him.

"See, I told you, Silv. They couldn't refuse me!" Gold proclaimed, tossing Red onto the couch next to me. The athletic senior ungracefully hit the couch face-first. Senior Green entered the room behind them with a very irritated look upon his face. He obviously did not agree to this at all.

Join the club, bastard.

Maybe creating a club against Gold would prosper. We would for sure have three members: Crystal, Green, and of course myself. Quite possibly most of the junior class, as well.

But there's no way I would cooperate with Green on something.

Abruptly pulling a chair into the middle of the room, Gold jumped up to increase his height and attention obtained within the room.

"Green, my good man- shut the door." Gold commanded, standing tall and pointing loftily at the room's entrance. From beside me, Red apprehensively watched for Green's reaction. He was emanating such dark vibes that Red and I were genuinely surprised when the normally completely-intolerant-of-bullshit senior did as he was told.

We gave Gold our attention as he cleared his throat loudly.

"Comrades, lend me your ears-!"

"What are you, a communist?" Green asked, no longer giving off dark vibes, but leaning against the door in a stoic yet bored manner.

"This isn't Julius Caesar, Gold. Get on with it. We have places to be." I added, eyeing my bag that Gold still clutched in his hand. The moron cleared his throat again at an even louder volume.

"I have an important proposition for you all!" He stated, acting like he was making a speech as a Prime Minister or President.

I rolled my eyes. But did I really expect anything less?

"I propose that we form…" he began loudly but paused, leaning in to build up tension, "…a host club." He finished in an intense, soft voice.

The two seniors were questioning him immediately.

"A… host club?" Red asked, his face the epitome of puzzled.

"The hell is a host club?" Green inquired, cocking an eyebrow but otherwise not moving an inch.

For some reason this gave Gold satisfaction, for he grinned his signature mischievous grin and cleared his throat for a third time.

"A host club is a club where guys entertain girls for money." Gold explained.

"You make it sound like we'd be strippers or prostitutes." Green commented, narrowing his eyes in disgust.

Red awkwardly moved farther away from Gold on the couch. "Uh, I don't think I'm comfortable with that, Gold…"

"No, no! Not like that! You see," he began, hopping down from the chair and pulling it around to sit backwards in it, "what you do is just chat with them while sharing tea and cakes or some shit. But in doing so, you charm them. The girls who are customers request a host to chat with, and then that host gets a point, or something." I suspected that Gold took this idea from something without fully understanding the details, but for some reason Green and Red still seemed interested.

"Okay, so let me clarify what you've just said. You're saying that you expect us to entertain girls by hosting teas and flirting with them? And our "success" allows for us to earn money? How are you so certain that girls would come? Would the school even allow this?" Green asked, trying to locate some sort of weakness in Gold's idea.

"Green, my good man: you clearly don't know about your secret group of fangirls. Red has them, too. I've even noticed that Silv has some secret admirers. And of course, I have some fans. So we'd be doing these girls a favor. The funds we earn would all go to the club, and if you word things correctly, you can get any shit past the school." Gold countered Green's piercing doubts easily. The senior looked slightly impressed, if that was even possible- wait, I have secret admirers? We all do?

What?

"Yes Silv, I can sense your subtle surprise. We totally have fans. My question is who would be the best at bringing in the customers, I wonder…" Gold looked upward probably into some completely ridiculous theatre inside his mind, leaving the realm of reality to dance with his thoughts for a moment. An evil smirk formed on his face.

This caught Red's attention.

"Whoa, whoa… you're saying that this is a sort of…challenge?" The red-eyed senior seemed very interested now, as well as Green. They exchanged a glance and small grins.

"But of course! Who is the sexiest, most appealing guy at this school? This is a sure way to find out." Gold replied, the evil look not leaving his face for a moment.

"It's a strange challenge, but Green and I have been bored with everything these days. The year just started, but our cases of senioritis are bad." Red sighed, seeming way too fond of the word "challenge".

"Well, we don't just have to entertain the girls. We can have different events that keep things exciting." Gold told the senior. Red's eyes lit up.

"In that case, I'm in!" Red told Gold, jumping up from the couch excitedly.

Whoa.

"I refuse to resort to prostitution, but since this isn't quite that and this idiot seems up for it… Why the hell not? I can quit if I find it to be too troublesome." Green said, giving a small sigh of resignation.

Whoa.

…What?

I did not see this coming.

"You two are seriously agreeing to this idiot's proposal?!" I asked, unable to conceal the depth of my shock and disturbance at the idea. The two seniors blinked calmly at me.

"Well… yeah." Red said, shrugging. "It sounds like it might be fun. We could all have a good time together."

I stared at him, dumbfounded. I felt the evil smirk of Gold searing into me.

"So, Silv," Gold began, "you in as well? Won't be as fun without you~! And besides, you need to socialize more. This'll keep you occupied."

"I don't need that." I replied curtly. To my disdain, his reply was loud and whining.

"SIIIILV! IT'LL LOOK GOOD ON YOUR COLLEGE APPLICATIONS…!"

"No it won't. How could I explain this to colleges?!"

"Excuse to stay away from your daddy~?"

"That's easily done anyway."

"SILVER!" Gold slammed his foot onto the ground, leaving the chair and confronting me by the couch. I gave him an icy, hostile look as he stared me down.

"What, you dumbass?"

"Just do it. Let's face it: our school is boring- our LIVES are boring. We need to mix things up. If it fails, then I'll let you quit. But you've gotta trust me. You know I don't plan jack shit, but THIS… this I am planning, and I have a good feeling about it. We'll make new friends, have more experiences…!" Gold pleaded, hand motions and all.

I gave him a look showing that I was unimpressed.

Suddenly, he sparked an idea. "You know, Silv… with these funds, we could travel different places. Visiting shrines, gardens, and different places outside of the city…"

…Shrines, gardens, and other travel spots?

Damn him and his stubborn persuasiveness.

Damn him in knowing my weaknesses.

And damn anyone for judging my liking of gardens and shrines.

I don't get to go out much, okay? Only when I sneak out without my father's consent. And even then, I don't get to go very far.

Reluctantly, after a few seconds' pause, I gave in. "…Fine. I'm in for now."

Gold gave the most victorious fist-pump and performed a little dance, at which Red and Green didn't know how to process.

Why do I feel like I've just sold my soul?

"Now, my good men!" Gold said, standing straight and looking around at the two seniors and me.

"Starting today, we are hosts!" He cried triumphantly, his excitement unlike that I've ever seen before. Red looked at him enthusiastically, and Green watched the overdramatic moron stoically.

"That's after we get the paperwork and proper recognition, dumbass." I told him, sighing.

Gold groaned.

"Silv, why do you always have to kill the moment?" he whined.

"So you don't fly off shitting rainbows. Now, give me back my bag so I can go home already, idiot."

Hi, it's me again! So for future notice, I'm now going to be updating more frequently if possible because my friends and I are challenging each other not to post our stories unless all of us are ready with a chapter. And since my friends are speedy writers... They'll be pushing me. ^-^U

So, yeah! From here on out, the chapters should be getting longer as things get more complex and the club finally forms. Also, all of the chapters from here on out will also be in first person POVs.

Coming soon: Chapter 2: The Ridiculous Job of a High School Host!
Gold and the guys finally get the club going, and take the beginning steps towards becoming successful hosts. However, first they need a fifth member to have the minimum member requirement met... But don't worry; Gold has it covered. Or should that be the worry?

Thanks for reading!