It was the start of a wonderful Wednesday morning. The sun was out and the animals ran around, chasing after one another.
But inside Ouran is another story as the new manager was hurriedly getting prepared for this year's event for the host club.
"Hiroshi-san, a little more to the right," She pursed her lips in a thin line. Her arms were folded across her chest, a clipboard in one hand and a pen in another. The boy known as Hiroshi leaned to the right as he stood on the tall ladder, bringing the red streamers along with him.
"No wait," Makoto paused as she bit her lips, causing Hiroshi to stop in his tracks.
"To the left," She told the boy. Hiroshi grumbled and scooted to his left, repeating the same actions as before. "Here?" He asked her.
Makoto paused to think for a moment. She had to make sure everything was perfect for this evening and as manager, she would make everyone stay after school just to finish helping. "Perfect!" She smiled and clapped her hands together. "Now tape the streamers on the wall and you'll be done," She ordered Hiroshi.
"For now!" She added and moved along to the next person. Hiroshi groans, he regretted signing up for this.
"Kanako-san, you're doing a wonderful job with the table arrangements!" Makoto stated. "Thank you Makoto-san," Kanako smiled, proud at her work.
"Oi, what's with all the party stuff?" Makoto frowned as she recognized the voice behind her. But nonetheless, Makoto placed a smile on her face and turned around.
"Oh, Hikaru-kun, did you forget already?" She cocked her head to the side. "I'm not Hikaru, I'm Kaoru," The twin frowned.
Makoto laughed. "Don't be silly Hikaru-kun, Kaoru-kun isn't as out-spoken as you," She clasped her hands together and looked around Hikaru, whom now had a look of shock across his face.
"Speaking of Kaoru-kun, where is he?" She asked, noticing the lack of bodies.
"Why? So you can ask him out?" Hikaru smirked at her. "Why? Are you jealous Hikaru-kun?" She cocked her head to the side.
"As if, I would never go out with someone like you," he scoffed. "Because you love Haruhi?" Hikaru froze in his spot.
"Silly boy, it's so obvious."
"…"
"Too bad Tamaki-sempai got to her first," She teased him. Makoto always had a thing for teasing the boy with his crush of Haruhi, she found it hilarious and wrong at the same time.
Hikaru clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. Makoto took notice of his actions and decided to leave him be; after all, she had other problems to worry about.
"When Kaoru-kun comes, I want the two of you to try on your costumes for tonight~" She sang herself away from the angry child.
"Whatever," Hikaru cursed under his breath and went to look for Kaoru.
"Oh Hiroshi-kun~" She walked to the boy whom was now resting on a nearby chair. "What?" He snapped at her from lack of rest.
"Oh, sorry, but we have to get back to work," she stated, checking off streamers off of her clipboard. Hiroshi glared at the girl.
He was tired and wanted rest, but he knew he had no power over an Ootori. Who knows what the girl can do?
A few hours later, right around 4:30, the decorating and snacks had been finished. All the hosts had tried on their costumes, a perfect fit!
As expected from Kaoru and Hikaru's mother. "Aww, you guys look so adorable!" Makoto gawked at the dressed hosts in front of her.
"I swear, she was so different when we meet her," Kaoru mumbled to his brother, making sure that Makoto didn't hear it, and she didn't. Hikaru nodded in agreement.
All the hosts were dressed as a prince. And it was perfect for this event's theme: Fairytale Fantasy. The third music room was decorated so elegantly so that each customer can have their own fairytale.
"You did all of this for one day?" Haruhi asked the girl. Makoto smiled.
"Of course, although it's late, I want every day to be memorable for the girls." She beamed.
"How sweet! Our manager thinks of the customers' feelings!" Tamaki ran to hug the girl, but Makoto stepped to the side, leaving Tamaki on the ground.
"Please don't ruin your costumes; I paid too much money on those." She sighed heavily.
"In a way, she's like Kyouya-sempai," Haruhi, the small brunette commented, watching Tamaki in his corner of woe. Hunny nodded and agreement.
"But Mako-chan eats cake with me!" He cheered.
"Right Takashi?"
"Ah,"
Hunny giggled. "I like this costume, it's very comfortable~"
"It actually is," Haruhi mumbled, pulling her shirt within an arm-length distance.
"It's quite flexible too," She added. Makoto smiled once more. "Of course they are, I've specially designed them to be flexible and flammable."
"So you really did put in all your efforts into these costumes?" Hikaru asked with a shock look.
"Of course, when I was offered this job by nii-san, I couldn't say no," Makoto began, placing her index finger on her chin.
"Did you think I was going to be like nii-san?" She laughed.
"Well, yeah," Kaoru answered for everyone.
"Mako-chan was pretty mean when she first came," Hunny added.
"That's because acting is fun,"
"And Mako-chan didn't like Tama-chan,"
"That's because he was so naïve," She scratched the back of her head with a nervous smiled.
She averted her gaze to the wall clock and gasp. "Oh no! Guys, it's almost time for opening, so get ready." She shooed them off to their designated seats.
And right on time, the first knock to the third music room was heard.
Makoto's face brightened at hearing this. She hurriedly ran over to the door to open it and smiled.
"How beautiful," She gasped as she admired the dresses that the customers wore.
They were simply elegant and in dress. She smiled and moved out of the way, letting the girls walk right inside to room.
"Come in girls and your prince is waiting," she bowed.
Makoto wasn't in costume, but she was still dressed a bit elegantly for the theme.
I really hope nii-san doesn't come back soon, she thought. Not that she didn't want him to come back, but Makoto was already getting the hang of her new job.
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Disclaimer: I do not own OHSHC or any of its characters. I do own Makoto Ootori.