Chapter 3 Meeting
Ciel was nearly blinded when light suddenly began pouring in from above. Pluto, even in his human state, had been unable to stand in the cramped space, and thus was unable to give full force in his attempts to force the trap door off. Ciel had expected little to no progress. However, the door had managed to break free. Ciel sent a quick prayer of gratitude, then watched as Pluto jumped happily through the opening.
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No one was prepared for the pale, naked man who suddenly shot out of the hole in the floor to land on four limbs. The twins and Tamaki immediately put their hands over Haruhi's eyes.
"We freed a pervert!" Tamaki yelled.
"Should I take care of him?" Hunny asked as he got into a fighting stance.
Before anyone had the chance to respond there was a voice from the hole. When it called out - in a foreign - the naked man ran - on all fours - back to the hole and dipped his head down. When he pulled it back out, he held a small black haired boy by the collar... in his teeth!
Everyone faltered as the boy was placed on the floor. The boy dusted himself off then shouted something at the naked man, making him cower a bit. Then he sighed and turned his head towards the host club, mumbling something under his breath.
The boy was dressed as if in a European cosplay: He wore black, buckled shoes - with heels! - on top of equally black, knee-high socks suspended by a clip connecting to black shorts, and a white long-sleeved button down beneath a black vest. The strangest thing was the eyepatch that was just barely hidden beneath his blue-black hair, leaving only one piercing blue eye to stare at them.
Tamaki was the first to step forward to confront the strangers. "Who are you?" He yelled. "Are you two perverts?!"
"There's two?" Asked Haruhi from where she stood with her eyes buried beneath the Hitachiins' hands.
"Yes, and their ploy is obvious: The young, adorable boy plays innocent lost child! Pure, warm-hearted women, whose only wish is to help the poor dear, would be lured to some dark alley, where that man," he pointed dramatically at the nude man, "would jump out and scar the eyes of those innocent women! Horrendous!"
"You sure describe that vividly," Said Kaoru flatly.
"Is that what you do at night, Boss?" Hikaru asked.
"How could you say that?!" Tamaki yelled, whirling on the twins. "As your leader, I could never do such foul things. In any case, there is no need to do something like that, merely for the attention of women, when I am too busy pleasing my precious customers. All the Host Club customers, in fact are..."
As Tamaki continued his self-righteous rant, Kyouya walked over to the two oddities and draped a sheet over the nude man who was on his haunches beside the boy - like a loyal dog. As if to support this thought, when Kyouya did so, the man began growling!
However, Kyouya ignored it and turned to the one who seemed less insane.
"I apologize, for my English is not perfect," he said in the language he presumed the boy had been speaking, "but I cannot allow such disgraceful behavior in this music room."
"I understand," the boy responded. "However, there wasn't really an opportunity to make my... subordinate more presentable," the boy said looking incredibly irritable.
Kyouya barely blinked. "Very well. May I ask why you were in the crawl space beneath our music room?"
"I do not have the answer to that," He scowled.
"Alright. What is your name?"
"Ciel... Whithouse." He stammered, then coughed. "Where is this place anyway?"
"You are currently in music room three of Ouran High School in Japan. Bunkyo, Tokyo to be exact."
"Japan?" Ciel asked, holding back his surprise.
"Yes."
"The last I heard of Japan, there had been a Cholera outbreak."
Kyouya adjust his glasses on the bridge of his nose. How outdated was this boy? "That was over a hundred years ago. Japan has improved greatly in science and cholera is no longer a problem."
••••
A hundred years! Ciel thought.
It wasn't possible. He had read about it in the paper just the other day. No, a hundred years couldn't have passed, and this couldn't be Japan- it was impossible!
But Ciel of all people knew that anything was possible, and glancing over at the tall, blonde-haired boy who everyone was ignoring, he noticed that all the words he was spouting were clearly foreign.
"Very well," Ciel said, turning back to the black haired boy. "It seems I was a bit confused. Can-" He was interrupted by the blonde-haired boy, who had apparently finished his rant.
"You're english?" He asked in english, his eyes twinkling. "My english is exceptional! I'll definitely be able to understand you! Now tell me, are you two a perverted team?" He pointed to Pluto who was currently wrestling around in the sheet that was thrown on top of him, like a puppy.
"Actually," the blonde said turning back to Ciel, "Is he stable?"
"No more than you are," Ciel muttered under his breath.
Suddenly Tamaki's eyes widened and he leaned away from Ciel, his mouth slowly opening in an 'O'. For a moment Ciel thought the blonde had heard his snide comment, but the next thing he knew, his face was being smashed between the older boys hands.
"You're perfect!" He exclaimed.
Ciel slapped the eccentric boy's hands away, scowling in confusion while Kyouya sighed and backed away from the scene.
The blonde boy clutched his hand to his heart in a melodramatic way and started blabbering in a language Ciel recognized as Japanese, but had yet to learn from Sebastian.
Sebastian!
Ciel had only just realized that he was separated from his butler, and this time it was not only by distance, but possibly even time !
This had never happened, not once since he'd signed the contract with him.
Jolting him from his revelation, the blonde suddenly exclaimed in a loud English voice, "You can join our host club!"
