A/N:
If anyone of you guys want to help me with making a picture with Natsume in the OH uniform, it'll be greatly appreciated! PM me if you want to give it a try!


Narrator of Natsume's POV

Upon entering the room, Natsume noticed three things that stuck out the most. First, the second Natsume entered the room he noticed that everybody was from a rich upbringing. Second, the female students were all fangirling and assumedly whispering about him. Third, there was a pair of twins that seemed like they were planning on doing something that involved him. Going through those thoughts, he deemed the last one more important as he had felt a shiver go down his spine thinking about it. Natsume, now thinking about a plan, is making sure that he's cautious around those two.

Itoshiki clapped his hands, "Ladies, please settle down." He then turned towards Natsume, "Now, if you don't mind. Natsume-kun, could you introduce yourself?"

Natsume nodded then put on his façade smile, "My name is Natsume Takashi. I hope we can get along from now on."

Satisfied with the answer, the girls started to squeal and blush while saying stuff about him definitely becoming a host.

Itoshiki clapped his hands once again, starting to get slightly annoyed, "Ladies, please settle down." Turning to Natsume, he gestured him to a seat, "Natsume-kun, your seat will be behind Fujioka-kun."

Natsume nods and makes his way down the aisle and sits down in his assigned seat.

Narrator of the Twin's POV

Once the new student walked in, the first thing Hikaru and Kaoru see is a male that has dusty-blond hair, golden-brown eyes with stilted irises and is probably around 167 cm in height (from the anime's wiki).

Hikaru turns to his twin brother and starts to talk telepathically.

'Hey Kaoru, don't you think he's perfect for the Host Club?' he snickered as he let a smirk spread on his face.

Taking notice of this, Kaoru gave an identical smirk, 'I agree, Hikaru. I think he'll fit in just right.'

The moment Natsume let out his façade soft smile, the smirks widened.

'It's settled then. After school, we'll 'invite' him to the Host Club,' Hikaru snickered once again, already thinking about a plan for their little scheme.

Narrator on Haruhi's POV

Seeing Natsume walk in, Haruhi felt a shiver go down her spine. Confused, she decided to ignore it until it came again a few seconds later. She suddenly looked next to her and felt a pang of sympathy as she realized the situation. Sighing, she thought:

This is going to be a long day.

TIME SKIP – Normal Narrator's POV

Once lunch had started, Natsume saw a blur of two ginger heads with a smirk on their face. Natsume paled once he realized it was the twins from earlier. Natsume, trying to make a run for it, failed as the twins were already one step ahead as they took him under the arm on both sides and ran. When the twins stopped, Natsume managed to catch the words, "Music Room 3" before they opened the doors.

The light from the room was blinding and the fact that there were rose pedals evading his vision, didn't help at all. Natsume's eyesight returned and saw four attractive looking guys in the center of the room, saying:

"Welcome to the Host Club."

The twins dropped Natsume on the ground and replied, "Boss, we brought the new Host Club member."

The tall blond one blinked, "Oh, it's just Hikaru and Kaoru." Seeing the dizzy boy behind him he asked, "Who do we have here?"

As if on signal, the one in glasses responded, "His name is Natsume Takashi. He transferred here, because of family difficulties. In school, he is most recently known for his 'soft smile' and supposedly the unofficial new member of the Host Club."

A shorter blond made a sound of awe, "As expected of Kyo-chan! He already knows the transfer student!" Seemingly remembering something, the short blond perked up and turned towards his dark haired companion, "Now that I think about it, he has the same name as you, Takashi!"

The dark haired companion – who is also the tallest one in the room – only responded with a small, "Hm."

Knowing that the comment got across, the little one turned towards Natsume and smiled, "Hi, Natsu-chan! My name is Haninozuka Mitsukuni, but you can just call me Honey!" Pointing at his companion, he continued, "He's Morinozuka Takashi, but you can call him Mori for short. We're both third years!"

Natsume nodded while secretly thinking: Is he a youkai pretending to be student like Kai or is he just generally short?

Before Natsume could think about anything else, the glasses guy introduced himself, "I'm Ootori Kyoya, the Vice President." He then pointed at the flamboyant blond, "He's Suoh Tamaki, the President. We're both second years." Then he pointed at the twins, "Those two are the Hitachiin twins; Hikaru and Kaoru."

After the introductions were said, Natsume replied, "It's nice to meet you, Ootori-senpai," then turning towards Tamaki, "Suoh-senpai," and then the twins, "and… Can I call you guys by your first name?"

The twins seemed to be taken out of their thought process as they responded, "Hm?" Recalling what he had said, they continued, "Ah, sure. But make sure you call us with no honorifics." Pausing for a dramatic effect, "'Cause sooner or later, you'll become one of us…" they snickered, not hiding their smirks as if making sure Natsume saw it.

"Huh, what do you mean by that?" Natsume questioned as he slowly backed away.

Blinking, Natsume thought back to what the girls were saying earlier, "Oh yeah. What's this Host Club everybody's been talking about?"

The moment Tamaki stood up and spun around, Natsume already regretted asking that question.

"I'm glad you asked," Tamaki, while making a dramatic pose, smiled. Tamaki then continued while doing more weird poses:

"The Ouran Host Club is where the school's handsomest boys with too much time on their hands entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands. Just think of it as the Ouran Academy's elegant playground for the super-rich and beautiful."

Before Natsume could question any further, Tamaki continued to talk while walking towards Natsume, "So, what type do you fancy?"

"What type?" Natsume, dumbfounded, inched back from Tamaki.

"You know, like your preference." Tamaki continued, not helping Natsume's confusion at all.

"Huh?" Natsume blinked while trying to understand what Tamaki was trying to go with this.

Deciding to step in, Kyoya explained:

"He meant the kind of guy you like. For example: I'm the Cool Type. Honey-senpai is the Loli-Shota Type. Mori-senpai is the Wild Type. The twins are the Little Devils Type. Haruhi is the Natural Type-" Before Kyoya could finish, Tamaki cut in and grabbed Natsume's chin.

"And I'm the Prince Charming Type. So, who will it be, Natsume-kun?" Tamaki smiled while rubbing Natsume's chin.

"Eh? Um… I don't know?" Natsume, not used to this kind of treatment, started sweating bullets.

"Tamaki-senpai, if Natsume doesn't want to answer then that probably means: stop asking." Haruhi, popping out of nowhere, interrupted.

Once Tamaki noticed Haruhi, he immediately changed into a puppy as he ran to her and hugged her to the point of suffocation.

"Oh, my sweet, little Haruhi, where have you been?"

"I was here since Natsume got here. Please stop squeezing me; I can't breathe." Haruhi replied with quite a lot of difficulty as her words weren't together in a sentence, but more like pauses here and there.

Tamaki looked at Haruhi slowly growing pale as he finally lets go, "Oh my cute little daughter are you alright?"

Natsume blinked and unintentionally let out his thoughts, "…So Haruhi is a girl."

Tamaki realized his mistake and immediately tried to fix it while panicking, "Huh, no! Haruhi is definitely not a girl. She's the manliest of all males. She's the-"

Not really wanting to deal with this right now, Haruhi spoke, "Yes, I'm actually a girl. I have to pretend to be a boy to pay off my debt."

Tamaki, not quite giving up yet, started grumbling about the secret staying a secret while watching Haruhi explain everything to Natsume.

Natsume, once again, whispers something without meaning to, "So Nyanko-sensei was right after all..."

Kyoya, seemingly heard him say something, replied with his glasses showing a reflection of light, "Did you say something?"

"Uh, no…" Natsume, sweatdropping from getting caught, decided to go back to the previous topic. "Why am I here?"

The twins turned around from harassing Haruhi to respond to Natsume's question as they were the ones who brought him there, after all.

"You're here to become the new freshly appointed host of the Ouran Host Club." Seeming to have just remembered something, the twins turned towards Kyoya, "He can be a host, right?"

Madara, hearing everything since the beginning, couldn't hold his laughter anymore, and let out a small, "Pfft-"

Hearing this, Natsume's eyes widened and thought:

Right, Nyanko-sensei! I forgot about him! He might make everyone aware of his presence and I rather not explain anything about why I had an ugly cat in my bag.

"Why, of course. The fact that he knows our secret is enough of a reason. Besides, we should know for sure that he won't tell anyone, so for the time being, he'll work here from now on." Kyoya pushed his glasses up, "If you plan on telling our secret, I'd like you to be aware of the fact that I'm an owner of a police squad. Also, do you have a passport?"

Natsume mentally cried as he knew he had no way out of this now that he supposedly knows their secret.

What is this secret they're even talking about? Are they talking about Haruhi being a girl? If so, I was never planning on telling anyone…

Before Natsume could explain, Tamaki shouted, "What a great idea!"

Natsume's eyes widened as he knew that once the President of a club decided to have you in their club, you have no say in it.

Tamaki, all of a sudden, had a uniform in his hands and held it out. "Here! A Host Club member should at least have the school uniform."

Kyoya's glasses gleamed and his fingers were tapping away on a calculator. Natsume gulped, not liking the look of that. Kyoya, once finished, told Natsume the price for the uniform.

Eh? How many zeros are in there?

Natsume's head was starting to get dizzy as the sudden events were finally starting to get to him.

Not wanting to think about it any further, Natsume shook his head and sighed. Reaching out for the uniform, Natsume slowly made his way to the changing room.

Natsume had noticed that his uniform fit him perfectly and got suspicious, but ignored it as he already had other things in his mind at the moment.

Once Natsume stepped out, he felt subconscious with all of the stares on him. Ignoring them for now, Natsume spun around, and didn't mind the uniform as much as he thought it would. It actually felt quite nice and somewhat looked good on him despite it being ugly by itself.

"How do I look?" Natsume asked as he finally decided to look them in the eyes.

Natsume, finished with the sentence, got hugged by a crying Tamaki.

"You're so cute!" Stopping a little, he decided, "I have such an adorable looking son!"

Natsume, not really caring at this moment, dealt with it as he figured that he probably does this on a normal basis. Might as well get used to it now, right?

"Um, okay?"

Tamaki let go of Natsume, "Now the only problem is choosing your type!"

"My type?" Natsume looked exasperated as he thought,

This again? I thought we were already done with the preference thing.

At that moment, a stage from underground appeared. A female was on top of it while laughing something like, "Ohohohohoho…"

Tamaki looked at her and beamed, "Renge! What perfect timing! We were just about to call you."

"I know. I am the manager, after all." She responded in a matter-of-fact way. Glancing at Natsume, she introduced herself:

"I'm Houshakuji Renge, the Host Club's manager!"

Before Natsume could do the same, Renge stopped him, "I already know your name. It's Natsume Takashi."

Not knowing what to say, Natsume just nodded as a response.

"Perfect. Now, then… Hmm… It's time for a test!" Renge shouted while pointing at him.

"Test?" Natsume, Haruhi and the twins wondered as they slightly tilted their heads.

"Yes. It tells me whether or not you are suitable for the type that we will choose for you." Renge explained while pointing in the air.

"First, we need to look at all of the possible types that'll suit you perfectly." Renge hummed.

"What about the Calm Type?" Kaoru suggested.

Before it was explained why, Madara snorted.

Seeming to have forgotten Madara once again, Natsume shrieked,

Nyanko-sensei! Please don't give away your presence!

"Since he was calm since the moment he got here despite the lack of explaining when usually people would react more, like Haruhi." Kaoru hummed in thought while apparently not hearing the snorts of a fellow creature-like cat.

Renge hummed as well, "No. Mori-senpai already fits the bill for that. I want something unique! I want a type that can't be mistaken for any of your guys' types!"

Renge murmured under her breath before placing her thumb and index finger on her chin.

"How about… The Considerate Type? Or maybe even the Weirdly Likeable Type?" Hikaru blurted out, helping, but not really.

"Wouldn't the _ Type be better?" someone suggested as they appeared in the Club room.