Chapter 2

I don't know if I can handle this, mom. I've been captured by a bunch of boys that are calling themselves a Host Club, she prayed silently in her mind which mostly calmed down her nerves.
"Tamaki, what's your favorite song?" A customer said to the blond king, as he liked to call himself. Her hands were up to her chest in a fist, excitedly waiting for his response.
Tamaki gave his special side way glance and smiled at her, "What song? The one that reminds me of you, of course."
"I baked you a cake today. Would you like to taste it?" Another one had said with a blush painted across her pale face.
Tamaki turned to face her and smiled like royalty, "Only if you'll feed it to me, darling."
The girls squealed that reminded Haruhi of pigs about to get slaughtered.
"Oh, how you're so dreamy." A customer's voice wavered at the response.

"May I have a word with you, Tamaki." A voice that reminded Haruhi of silk that was drenched in poison said to the blonde host, "I've recently heard that the Host Club is keeping a little kitten without a pedigree."
The girl had her eyes closed as she sipped her tea like a proper lady. Her back was straight, letting her burgundy colored hair fall down her back like a waterfall of blood. Her yellow school uniform's red ribbon seemed to clash well with her hair. She glanced at Tamaki in the corner of her eyes and then looked straight ahead.
"I don't know if I'd call him that," Tamaki started speaking but was caught off when he heard the door shut. He turned to face the door and saw Haruhi with shopping bags, "And speak of the devil. Thanks for doing the shopping, little piglet. Did you get everything on the list?"
Haruhi sweat dropped, "What? Piglet?"
Tamaki looked at the supplies and paused at the sight of a cylinder container. The air surrounding the cylinder smelt strangely like raw coffee. He was a bit confused, "Hey, wait a minute. What is this?"
"Just what it looks like. Its coffee." Haruhi stated plainly.
"I've never seen this brand before. Is this the kind that's already ground?"
"What do you mean? Its instant coffee." Haruhi is obviously getting tired and frustrated at Tamaki's pointless questions.
"Its instant?" A group of girls gathered around them in a flash. Haruhi felt more people behind her as she tried to hold back a fit.
"Woah!" Tamaki exclaimed, "I've heard of this before! Its commoners coffee. You just add hot water."
"I didn't know there was such a thing." A girl commented with a curious tilt with her head.
"So it's true then. Poor people don't even have enough free time to grind their own coffee beans." A girl said to a neighbor, who nodded her head vigorously.
"Commoners are pretty smart." Haruhi didn't even know that Kyoya was behind her, until he praised.
"100 grams for 300 yen?" Hikaru began as he leaned forward curiously.
"That's a lot less than we normally pay." Kaoru imitated his brother's action.
"I'll go back and get something else." Haruhi was irked by their snobbish attitudes,, "Excuse me for not buying you guys expensive coffee."
"No. I'll keep it." Tamaki stated. The crowd gasped.
"I'm going to give it a try." He stood and everyone was in awe.
"I will drink this coffee!" He bravely said as everyone dramatically clapped.

He pointed to Haruhi, who stood flabbergasted at the scene, "All right, Haruhi, get over here and make some of this commoners' coffee."
Everyone moved towards an empty table as Haruhi's eyes followed the crowd, I hate all these damn rich people.
"Oh Tamaki, now you're taking the joke too far. Your palate won't be able to stomach that crap. You don't have to drink it just because he bought it." The red headed girl mumbled as she placed the rim of the teacup to thin lips.
Haruhi looked at her confusingly. The red headed girl looked up and gave her a false smile, "I'm sorry. I was talking to myself."
"Haruhi!" tamaki's loud voice ringed through the room as he called her over.
"I'm coming." Haruhi angrily grumbled. She walked towards the group and grabbed a silver spoon so shiny that she can see her own reflection. Just like every object here in Ouran. She took a gentle scoop of the ground beans of coffee in each tea cup. She swiftly poured hot water in the cups and Tamaki scooted her over.
"Let the tasting began!"
A girl picked up a cup and observed the dark brown liquid in the cup, "I'm a little scared to drink this stuff."
"I'm afraid if I drink this, my father will yell at me." Another one said with a slight hesitation through her actions and voice.
Tamaki suddenly scooped her up with his arms and placed her face close to her blushing one, "What if I let you drink it from my mouth?"
The girl's face, if possible, blushed even harder, "Oh well then, I would drink it." Her voice sounded breathless as she replied.
"This is ridiculous." Haruhi bluntly said with a deadpanned face, half speaking to herself and for whomever.

"So he had this nightmare that made him bolt upright out of bed." Hikaru and their customers laughed. His knee was up to his chest in a comfortable posture.
Kaoru blushed, making the girls' copy his action, "Hikaru! Don't tell them that story. I asked you not to tell anyone that." He, then, looked down with tears brimming his eyes, "Why are you so mean to me?"
"Kaoru," Hikaru whispered as his eyes widened a bit. He quickly walked over to Kaoru and placed his slender finger under Kaoru, who in return, looked up at his brother with love in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Kaoru. I didn't mean to upset you. But you were so adorable when it happened that I had to tell them. I'm sorry." He said as he tightened his hold on Kaoru.
"I forgive you." And with that, the girls went ballistic.
"I've never seen brotherly love quite like that!" One girl squealed.
"What are they so excited about? I just don't get it." Haruhi said. She stared at the twins and turned her attention to the next table, which Kaede was not doing his job and doing his job.
How…..complex.
"So, Kaede. What are you doing for the summer?" One girl asked with a blushing face. Kaede looked up from reading his book and smirked his trademark smirk. It was like everything was slowing down as sparkles flew behind him. The girls squealed and cradled their faces with their hands.
"I don't know." He said as he looked out the window and then to the customers with eyes half open like he woke up from a slumber or about to seduce a woman, "Meiko and Rika suggested that we should go to Brazil and go mountain hiking. What about you, ladies. What do you think I should do?" Although it sounded like an innocent question, the way his tone worked made it way dirtier than it was originally.
Judging by the way the girls blushed, Haruhi knew what he was and his type fitted him perfectly.
Dangerous.
Haruhi's ears pricked as she turned to look at the two seniors entering the room.
"Sorry we're running late." The young senior said as he rubbed his eyes tiredly. They walked towards a table full of girls who seemed to be happy at just the sight of Honey on Mori's back.
"Hello, Honey! Hey, Mori!" A customer said as she grinned up at them. Honey yawned and smiled lazily at her with a cute pout.
"We've been waiting here for you guys. Hi!" Another one said.
"I'm sorry. I was waiting for Takashi to finish his Kendo meeting and I fell asleep." Honey said and yawned again with a purr, "And I'm still not completely awake."
The girls gasped and squealed, "So cute!"
Haruhi continued to look at Honey and said to herself, "Is that boy really a third year student?"
"Honey-sempai may seem young and childish, but he's a prodigy. And then Mori-sempai's allure is his strong and silent disposition." Kyoya appeared out of nowhere as he explained to Haruhi about Honey and Mori's value to the Host Club.
Haruhi was about to reply but was cut off by Honey, who appeared in front of her with his hands behind his back, obviously hiding something, "Haru-chan! Hey, Haru-chan, do you wanna go have some cake with me?"
"Thanks, but I don't really like cake." Haruhi softly rejected.
"Then, how would you like to hold my bunny, Usa-chan?" Honey held up a pink oversized stuffed rabbit. Flowers appeared behind the background.
"I-I-'m not into bunnies." Haruhi, once again, gently let down.
Honey's eyes went wide and tears gathered from the corner of his eyes, "Are you saying that you don't like Usa-chan?"
Haruhi panicked but just stared at the pink bunny instead. The more she looked at it, the more she felt herself blush, "I guess he is kind of cute, huh?"
Honey gaped at her and looked up from the bunny to her and smiled warmly, "Take good care of him okay?" He skipped off with a happy giggle towards his customers and awaiting cousin.
"You'll notice that our utilizes each man's unique characteristics to cater to the desires of our guests. Just so you know, Tamaki is number one around here." Kyoya said, "He is the king. His request rate is 70 percent."
Haruhi rolled her eyes, "What's this world coming to?"
"And in order for you to pay off your eight million yen dept wit hus, you will act as the Ouran host club's dog until you graduate. I'm sorry, I meant our errand boy." When Kyoya saw that she was about to argue, he continued, "You can try to run away if you want to, Haruhi, but just so you know, my family employs a private police force of one hundred officers. By the way, do you have a passport?"
Haruhi blanched.
"You're going to have to work hard to pay off that debt, my litter nerd." Tamaki suddenly appeared behind her and softly blew on her neck.
She gasped and jumped away from him as she panted, "Please don't do that again."
Tamaki stood up and said, "You need a makeover, or no girls' going to look twice at you."
"Yeah, well, I'm not trying to get girls to look at me."
"Are you kidding me? That's the most important thing. You have to learn to be a gentleman and please the ladies like me." Tamaki said with a dramatic voice.
"I just don't think it's all that important. Why should I care about appearances and labels anyway? I mean, all that really matters is what's on the inside, right? I don't understand why you even have a host club like this." Haruhi said as she looked up towards Tamaki.
"It's a cruel reality, isn't it? It's not often that God creates a perfect person like moi! Beautiful both inside and out." Tamaki walked around in circles as Haruhi replied with a, "Say what?"
"I understand how you feel since not everyone is as blessed as I am, but you must console yourself, otherwise how would you go on living? And think about it, Haruhi. Why do you think they put works of art in museums? Because beauty should be shared with the world. And those born beautiful should promote other beautiful things."
As Tamaki continued on, Haruhi thought to herself, "There's a word to describe people like him."
"That's why I started this club in the first place. I did it for those who are starved for beauty."
"What is it?"
"For those working day and night, pursuing beauty. And…."
"Oh man, I wish I could remember that word…"
"….I've chosen to share my expertise with you. Here's a tip. When setting down your glass, extend your pinky finger as a cushion. And that way, when you set it down, you won't be making a lot of noise. Gentlemen do not make uncouth sounds. Besides….."
"Maybe a pain in the neck? No…There's something that fits him perfectly….."
"…..But above all else, Haruhi, you must remember," Tamaki was now beside her and said, "How effective a glance to the side can be."
"Huh, I got it." She slammed her fist onto his palm.
"Oh, did I strike a chord."
"Obnoxious."
Tamaki blanched and suddenly sat in a depressing emo corner. Haruhi suddenly heard laughter behind her.
"You're a hero, all right." Hikaru said as he placed his hands on her messy head.
"But he is a pain in the neck." She muttered before speaking up, "I'm sorry, Tamaki-sempai. But your lesson did strike a small chord with me."
Tamaki slowly got up and posed for her and the twins, "Really? It did? Let me teach you more, my friend."
"Well, he got over that quick." Haruhi said.
"Boss." Kaoru called to the blonde.
"Call me king." Tamaki corrected.
The twins ignored him and Kaoru continued, "You can teach him the basics of hosting."
"But he's not going to get very far with the ladies if he doesn't look the part, you know. He's not exactly host club material, but maybe if we took off his glasses, it'd help." Hikaru said as he and Kaoru took off her glasses.
Their faces were expressionless as they continued to stare at her gigantic chocolate brown eyes.
"Hey! I need those. I used to have contacts but I lost them on the first day of school." Haruhi waved her arms in front of her to feel the objects around her.
Tamaki rushed over and pushed the twins away to the side. He stared intensely at her and looked down.
"Hikaru. Kaoru." He snapped his fingers.
"Got it." The twins said in unison as they rushed off.
"Kyoya. My hair stylist." Kyoya was immediately dialing numbers on his phone.
"Mori-sempai. Go to the eye doctor and get him some contact lenses." Mori rushed off with a type of gentle grace.
"Kaede-sempai. Go down the main office and get me some necessary supplies for his measurements." Kaede looked up from lying down on the couch and sighed as he got up. He walked lazily towards the double doors with his hands in his pockets.
A hand was waved in front of his face, "What about me, Tama-chan!"
Tamaki looked down at the small senior, "Honey-sempai."
"Yes, sir!" Honey nodded enthusiastically.
"You….go have some cake."
Honey was now seated in a chair with Usa-chan in front of him, eating a piece of strawberry lemon cake.
"It's just us, Usa-chan. Everyone else said they were too busy." Honey muttered to his Usa-chan.
"Here. Change into this uniform." The twins said as they held up Ouran's spare male uniform.
"What? But why?" Haruhi stuttered as she stumbled backwards.
"Don't ask questions!" The twins jumped up and tackled her into the changing stall.
"No way!"
"Change! Change! Change!"
"Fine, I'll change! But you two have to get out!" She grunted as she kicked the two boys out.
They stumbled a bit before they halted. They looked at each other and said, "Whoa."