AFTER SCHOOL/ IN THE HALLWAYS
"Where is it," I muttered as I tugged the boys down the hall by their collars, "Where is it, where is it, where is it?!"
Feli looked up at me, "Ve ~, Katie. Let's stop and rest in that room," he pointed to a room, 'music room 3' it read. Might as well, it'd be fun to dance to some music. I ruffle Feli's hair, avoiding the curl, "Alright Feliciano, let's go. And if they have a kitchen, I MIGHT let you make pasta. Kiku, you can have your green tea. And I can finally have my apple ale."
I patted my backpack. Kiku shook his head, I took my ale everywhere. I make it myself. Since I'm a country, after I stop being chibi, I could drink alcohol as much as I want. You can't tell that there IS alcohol in my ale though. Daidi (daddy) made me promise I wouldn't take the strong stuff to school. I knocked on the big double doors softly, then, shrugging, I opened the doors. A mad flurry of rose petals hit us in the face. Feli threw up his hands, waving a white flag that seemingly came out of nowhere. "I surrender!"
A voice interrupted his useless pleas, "Ah, if it isn't the transfers. No trouble finding us, I hope." There was Tamaki, the twins, our target, an adorable boy who looked like an elementary student, a ridiculously tall boy, and Haruhi Fujioka, the girl in boys clothing. I grinned, so this wasn't just a HOST club. It had a girl. "HARUHI!" I cried, "So this is also a hostess club? Good to see another girl in the field, I haven't seen one in a while. And a crosser too? This is almost too good to be true!"
The males of the club flocked her, "What are you talking about," Kaoru cried. "Yeah," Hikaru followed up, "Haruhi's totally a guy!" Tamaki nodded, "the manliest of men!"
I smirked, "you wouldn't mind me checking then," I grabbed haruhi, tilted her head up, and looked down her shirt, she was an A-cup, but still, "yup. Definitely a girl. You're a pretty one too, Haruhi. REALLY cute. Especially with those big doe-eyes. Normally I'd fall hard for girl like you, but you're obviously not lesbian, or bisexual, like me. Oh, well."
The host club stared, shocked. The little boy tugged on my skirt, "Who are you? What's bisexual?" oh, my gosh. Innocence.
"We're the transfer students; I'm Kate, from Ireland. That's Feliciano, from Italy, and Kiku comes from a small mountain village here in Japan. Bisexual means I can fall in love with men and women. Oh, and Tamaki? If you want any of us, and that includes Feli, to join, you're going to need our favorite foods or drinks. I'm already prepared, of course. I practically mother these two."
He looked confused, "But what if I only ask one of you?"
I laughed, wrapping my arms around my best friends' shoulders, "Then we'll STILL stick together. We're always together, and closer than you think."
Kyoya snapped his Death Note- I mean notebook, shut. "Tamaki, I suggest you go and recruit all three of them. The girl has hosting experience, the Italian is a socialist, and the last one has that sort of shy thing a lot of girls go for."
Tamaki's face brightened at his friends' words, "Kyoya, you know what? Why should ask all three of them to join! I'm such a genius sometimes!"
Everyone in the room sweat-dropped. Seriously?
Tamaki started flitting about the room, trying to show us how to be 'proper'
And that's how we ended up joining the host club!
