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Chapter Two:
Handsome Young Men
Or
L'amour est Oiseau Rebelle (La Habanera)
"Yes, yes, Mr. Oelrichs, come in. I've been expecting you," Mr. Suoh said, gesturing to Dani to sit in the leather chair in front of his desk. His secretary and bodyguard stood behind him, making him look intimidating, but Dani made herself stay casual, carefully setting her book bag and guitar case down and respectfully removing her black pinstripe fedora. She'd seen a great deal of Suoh over the summer, and knew him to be much more dramatic than her own father, but she'd grown fond of him, and she was relieved to see his friendly face in the enormous school.
"Good morning, sir. I trust I find you in good health?" Dani said, her voice a little lower, and a bit softer than normal. It had become a joke between them to be extra polite and formal, since when she had first met him, she'd been awkward and addressed him especially nicely.
"Blooming, Mr. Oelrichs, I thank you. Now, I see from your transcripts that you have been an exceptional student at your other schools, maintaining a 4.0 grade average, a rather impressive repertoire of extra-curriculum activities, and extraordinary artistic talent. Your previous teachers have written glowing reports about you, and employers have written the same. Because of this, we've placed you in Class 2A. I'll have the class president and vice president here presently." Mr. Suoh nodded at the secretary who nodded and exited the room. Mr. Suoh waved his hand at the bodyguard, and he too left the room.
As soon as the door closed, Dani sighed in relief, and smiled at Mr. Suoh, giving a little laugh. Mr. Suoh smiled back at her.
"Very good, Dani. Your imitation of male mannerisms is impeccable. Your practice over the summer has paid off. I don't think you'll have any problem being accepted as a male student." He took out a small, rather thick booklet, and handed it to Dani.
"This is the Student Code of Honor. It details the expectations of students. It also has a map in the back."
Dani smiled and flipped through the book. "Are the president and vice-president of 2A male?"
"They are. They will be your first test of acting skills. Good luck, Miss Danica," Suoh said, and he pressed a button.
The two guys strode in confidently and Dani stood, placing her hat back on her head. Then she got a good look at the boys.
They were probably the two most beautiful men she had ever seen, real life or otherwise. One was tall with the most beautiful golden hair and lively, violet-blue eyes she'd ever seen. He was smiling warmly. The boy next to the blonde was an inch or so shorter, with sleek black hair, intelligent dark gray eyes, glasses, a notebook at his side, and a plastered smile on his face. He was coldly handsome, whereas the blond was invitingly good-looking. Dani prayed that she was not blushing.
"This is Kyoya Ootori, president of class 2A, and my son Tamaki Suoh, vice-president," Suoh introduced the boys. Dani shook their hands firmly.
"I'm Dani Oelrichs. It's a pleasure to meet you both," Dani said, shaking first bespeckled Kyoya's hand, then blonde Tamaki's. Tamaki smiled wider.
"Glad to meet you, too! I hope we will become great friends!" Tamaki exclaimed, still smiling. Dani smiled back at him. He's got such a happy smile. I hope he really will be a friend.
"If you'd like, we could show you around the school," Kyoya offered. Dani nodded.
"Yes, thank you, that'd be great," Dani answered. They led her away, Tamaki beginning to chatter good-naturedly about the school. Dani looked back at the chairman who gave her a reassuring wink.
Tamaki kept up a steady stream of commentary as they meandered around campus, Kyoya interjecting or extrapolating once in a while. Dani concentrated on not thinking about how sinfully hot they were!
They stopped outside North Hall and Tamaki said something that grabbed Dani's attention.
"The top floor of this building has music rooms, all outfitted with grand pianos. Music Room Three, though, is usually empty," Tamaki explained. Dani was relishing the fact that she'd be able to practice on grand pianos all the time until the last part of what he had said stirred her curiosity.
"Why is it usually empty?"
"It's the classroom for the most popular club on campus: the Ouran High School Host Club!" Tamaki exclaimed dramatically, striking a pose. He began to sparkle, and roses appeared behind him to make a dramatic backdrop.
Dani stared. Where did the roses come from? ran through her mind, but then thought it'd be rude to ask, so she said instead, "What's a host club?"
For a moment, everything was still. Then Tamaki disappeared into a corner where he curled up in the fetal position and began to weep a steady river of tears. Dani's jaw nearly hit the ground.
"Don't worry, this is a normal occurrence for him," Kyoya explained coolly. A light bulb switched on in Dani's head.
"Is he involved in this host club?" she asked Kyoya. He turned to look at her, a bit surprised that she'd caught on so quickly.
"He is. The Host Club's president, as a matter of fact," Kyoya answered adjusting his glasses.
"Oh. I'm sorry, Tamaki, I didn't realize," Dani offered, hoping to make amends while making sure she didn't sound girly. Tamaki stood up with a flourish and bowed, all traces of tears gone. Wow, he got over that fast, Dani thought.
"You are forgiven, Dani. By the way, have you sat under a kotasu since arriving in Japan?" he asked elaborately. Dani blinked in surprise.
"No."
Tamaki disappeared into an Emo Corner of Darkness then Redness then Whiteness.
Dani's jaw dropped again. "Did I just step on a landmine?" Tamaki dragged himself over to Kyoya and gripped his arm as a last gesture before death.
"Kyoya, he's never sat under a kotasu before," Tamaki gasped, tears glistening in his eyes. Dani almost looked around for the "he" Tamaki was talking about, until she realized it was her.
"Perhaps he's better educated in Japanese culture than you were, Tamaki," Kyoya answered, coolly prying Tamaki's fingers off. Tamaki collapsed in despair.
"Hey, Tamaki, what's a host club?" Dani asked hurriedly in a desperate attempt to change the subject. It worked.
Tamaki rose dramatically, looked charming and declared, "The host club is a family!"
"That didn't answer my question though," Dani pointed out. Tamaki looked taken aback. Dani had to restrain herself from giggling.
"Maybe you should stop by, then, after school," Kyoya suggested, giving Tamaki a significant look. Tamaki patted Dani's shoulder and smiled, seemingly having understood the silent message. Kyoya wrote something in his notebook. Dani wondered what that silent exchange was about, but her curiosity about the club was peaked.
"Eh, sure, why not?" Dani answered, giving a half-shrug. Suddenly Tamaki leapt into the air, yelling with joy. He full-on glomped Dani who struggled to remain standing.
"IKNOWWE'LLALLBETHEBESTOFFRIENDS,DANI!CANICALLYOUDANI?DOESTHISMEANTHATWE'REBESTFRIENDSNOW?IHOPEWE'REFRIENDSNOW!I'!WON'TTHATBEAWESOME!" Tamaki screamed in Dani's ear. She pried him off of her. She didn't even do that to people. This guy acted more like a girl than she did! Tamaki bounced on the balls of his feet awaiting her answer, unperturbed by her discomfort. Kyoya watched Dani carefully. She'd have to be careful with that one.
"Yeah, I'll go, as long as you don't do that again," Dani gasped, regaining the oxygen that Tamaki had squeezed out of her. Tamaki threw a one-man party.
.*.*.*.
It was lunch break, and it was so warm and lovely outside that Dani couldn't resist going outside, wandering around, and hopefully finding a place to sit and play her guitar. She found it at a pretty marble fountain in the middle of a courtyard. The fountain made a fleur-de-lis shoot water, making it fall three tiers to the bottom basin. It was the perfect place to sit and sing.
Dani looked around, and seeing no one, sat, brought out her guitar, and tuned it. She strummed it thoughtfully, until an Italian oldie came to mind.
"Questa è la storia di uno di noi / Anche lui nato per caso in via Gluck / In una casa, fuori città / Gente tranquilla, che lavorava. / Là dove c'era l'erba ora c'è una città / E quella casa in mezzo al verde ormai / Dove sarà?" Dani sang gently, grinning. It felt so good to sing again, no matter if she was singing as a guy, or a girl. She was singing.
Out of the corner of her eye, Dani saw a guy stop and listen, looking around for the source of the music. He looked very tall, and he was wearing a gi, looking like he was on his way to practice. Dani nodded at him, but did not miss a beat. He turned to look at her and she saw he was exceptionally handsome, with a serious expression on his face, but kind eyes. Dani quickly looked away before she could blush. "Mio caro amico se qui sono nato / E in questa strada ora lascio il mio cuore / Ma come fai a non capire / È una fortuna per voi che restate…" Dani looked up as more people stopped to listen, boys and girls. The guy in the gi was listening, leaning against a column, a slight smile on his face, a dreamy expression in his eyes. An expression, Dani was sure, he was not aware of. "Passano gli anni ma otto son lunghi / Però quil ragazzo ne ha fatta di strada / Ma non si scorda la sua prima casa / Ora coi soldi lui può comperarla / Torna e non trova gli amici che aveva…" The entire courtyard was filled now, and not a sound was made among the students. Dani vaguely registered them. She was performing, and enjoying herself, basking in the undivided attention. She loved to please her audiences, and her audiences were always eager to be pleased. Dani got a rush from performing, even though she had terrible stage fright. She was determined to get over it, and playing for the student body helped. "E no se andiamo avanti così / Chissà come si far, chissà, chissà come si far? / Chissà, chissà…" with a final chord, Dani finished the song, and the courtyard erupted into applause. About half of Ouran was standing there, listening intently. The tall guy in the gi nodded, still smiling, and walked away.
"Again!" someone yelled, several people repeating the word excitedly. Dani obliged with a song in English popular in the America a few years ago.
"Hey there, Delilah / What's it like in New York City? / I'm a thousand miles away / but girl, tonight you look so pretty yes you do. / Times Square can't shine as bright as you / I swear it's true…" Dani saw Tamaki and Kyoya join the throng out of the corner of her eye. Tamaki looked rather pensive, unlike the energetic kid that had glomped her earlier, as if the music transported him somewhere else. Dani understood the feeling. Kyoya's glasses were glinting in a calculating manner as he scribbled something down in his notebook, writing extremely fast, then speaking to Tamaki who responded uncharacteristically seriously.
When the bells rang for the end of the lunch break, Dani packed up her guitar and headed back into the school, casually chatting with eager classmates who wanted to know who this new, talented, handsome young man was! Several of the students were inclined to talk, and Dani proceeded to charm them with her shy, sweet smiles, slight Spanish accent, and easy grace. Several guys discussed his talent, family, person, while the girls giggled about his talent, looks, and sweetness. Kyoya smirked behind her back while Tamaki elbowed him painfully in the ribs repeatedly. The idea that had been planted earlier was quickly becoming a plan…
.*.*.*.
"Tamaki, seriously, you can let go of my hand. I can just follow you," Dani said as Tamaki yanked her down a hallway after him. He ignored her and, if anything, pulled on her arm more insistently.
"You're going to be so impressed, Dani!" he exclaimed. Dani scowled a bit.
"I'd be even more impressed if you let go of me!" she mumbled. To her relief and surprise, he did, outside of white double doors with stately engravings and shining brass handles. Dani was still trying to adjust to almost obscene amounts of wealth, and this was no exception. All day she had been gaping at the sheer amount of leaf gold, marble, velvet, silk, and desks that were made of expensive wood. How many months have I been here? How will I ever be used to such riches that practically drip from these peoples fingers! she wondered. Then she wondered why she and Tamaki were just standing there in front of the door. And where Kyoya was.
Dani kept staring at the door, Tamaki practically dying of excitement. "Sooo…is the door supposed to explode or something?" she asked. Tamaki laughed and grabbed hold of one of the handles.
"Welcome, Dani, to the Ouran Host Club!" he declared, and opened the doors with a flourish. Dani was momentarily blinded by the bright light, and the smell of roses swirled around her deliciously.
"Welcome," a collective voice came. When her eyes adjusted, she saw that Tamaki had joined the rest of the club, and they all posed. There were seven boys. Seven incredibly handsome boys. Seven ridiculously hot boys.
Dani felt her face flushing, and her ears were getting hotter. She put her fedora on her head, hoping that it would cover her ears and cheeks.
Standing in the middle of the room, looking as if they were ready for a photoshoot, were the seven most beautiful men Dani had ever seen. Tamaki sat in a red velvet chair as if it was his throne. To his right was Kyoya, coolly handsome and giving a very sexy half-smile, his notebook in the crook of his arm. To Kyoya's right was a guy with big brown eyes, looking rather dazed, as if woken up from sleep mere seconds ago. To Kyoya's left were two red-headed twins, arms intertwined and completely identical. Next to them was the cutest little boy ever, cuddling a pink stuffed bunny close to his chest and grinning widely. Behind him, half turned away was the tall guy from earlier, dressed now in the Ouran uniform instead of his gi, and looking exceptionally handsome.
Dani nearly died of shock. How is it humanly possible to be this gorgeous? And why is this music room so ridiculously huge?
"What on—?" She didn't get a chance to finish her sentence because the little boy with the bunny ran up to her, and attaching to her waist. Dani froze like marble, afraid that he'd see through her disguise.
"Is this the new student you were talking about, Tama-chan!" the kid asked in the sweetest, childish voice ever. Dani resisted the urge to squeal and hug him back.
"Dani, this is Mitskuni Haninozuka, otherwise known as Hunny. He's a third year student," Tamaki introduced. Hunny smiled cutely and held out his bunny.
And this is Usa-chan!" Dani nodded, not trusting herself to speak. Instead, she shook Hunny's hand, smiling nicely, shocked that this boy was older than she!
The tall guy that Dani had seen earlier while she played the guitar came forward and picked up the little guy and plopped him on his shoulders. Dani looked up at him and was exceedingly glad her hat was on her head. He was much more handsome up close, and Dani wasn't used to men, or other girls for that matter. It was always her and her mother.
"Dani this is Takashi Morinozuka, also called just Mori," Tamaki said, gesturing to Tall Dark and Handsome. Dani fought her blush and severely palpitating heart.
Mori nodded at her, a slight smile touching his mouth. "Hey." He walked away, Hunny still on his shoulders.
Dani was trying to stay conscious—the overwhelming amount of men was sending her heart into convulsions—and put her bag and guitar down. "So, you're the new kid." The two completely identical boys snaked their way in front of Dani, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.
"Erm, yes. Hello," Dani said, sticking out her hand to shake theirs. They both took a hand and pumped it up and down.
"And these are the Hitachiin twins, Hikaru and Kaoru," Tamaki added. Then a boy, shorter than all the rest (except for Hunny) was shoved forward by the twins. "And this is our newest member, Haruhi Fujioka."
Haruhi looked mildly annoyed he was being shoved around, but shook Dani's offered hand politely. "It's nice to meet you, Dani-sempai," he said. Dani looked at the hand that she was shaking, then peered closer to Haruhi's face. She—Haruhi—was practically a mirror of Dani: they were both cross-dressing.
Without thinking of the wisdom of her decision, Dani blurted, "Haruhi, why are you dressed as a guy also?"
The room was instantly, eerily silent. Dani clamped her mouth shut as the color drained from her face. They'll know! And of my own folly! she thought frantically. The world was frozen, from the shock on the twins faces to Tamaki mid-glomping Kyoya, to the cake half-way to Hunny's mouth. Dani braced herself for the storm.
Suddenly the curtains were drawn, door were locked, lights were dimmed, and Dani was thrown into a chair, a flashlight shining brightly in her eyes, the host club standing around her menacingly, except Haruhi who looked thoroughly unperturbed.
"Who told you Haruhi was a girl?" a twin (Hikaru? Kaoru? She couldn't tell them apart yet.) growled.
"No one," she replied, rather defensively.
"SO YOU FIGURED IT OUT ON YOUR OWN, HUH?" Tamaki accused.
"Yes."
"OH, REALLY!"
"Yes. It wasn't hard. Her hands are slender like a girl's, and her face is rounder than a boy's. She's too pretty to be a boy." Dani knew as soon as she said that, it was the wrong thing to say.
"WHAT!" they screeched. Dani shoved the flashlight out of her eyes.
"What's the big deal, anyway? She can dress however she wants. I'm not judging." Like I have any room to judge, she thought grudgingly.
"Are you here to take Daddy's little girl away?" Tamaki demanded loudly, then he ran around the room screaming about something like his daughter, and whatnot.
"So why are you dressed like a guy?" Dani asked Haruhi. Dani knew the exact reason that she was dressed as a guy, but why was Haruhi?
"Ugh, it's a long story," Haruhi began, but Kyoya cut her off.
"Haruhi is disguised as a male student to work as a host and pay off a considerable debt. She's the scholarship honors student, so she doesn't have money or connections we do," Kyoya informed Dani in almost a lazy tone of voice. Tamaki—on the other side of the room—blew up again, yelling about not sharing his daughter's secrets with strangers, etc. Haruhi didn't look annoyed, or even disturbed like the rest of the club. She turned the lights back on, dodged the twins, and returned the room to normal. Dani rescued her guitar from a rampaging Tamaki, and helped open the drapes. Haruhi seemed saner than the rest of this club.
"So is that really why you're dressed as a guy?" Dani asked conversationally.
"Yeah, but it's not so bad. I wish I had more time to study, though," Haruhi mused. Dani grinned.
"Study for what?" Haruhi's eyes sparkled with ambition.
"Law school," Haruhi answered excitedly.
"¡Muy bien! Good luck!"
Suddenly, Tamaki barreled into Dani, knocking her clean off her feet, and sending her flying.
"ARE YOU TRYING TO STEAL MY LITTLE GIRL!" he yelled at her, becoming more and more ridiculous.
Dani threw her arms out to catch herself, bracing herself for a hard fall on the marble floor. Mori—who had been sitting nearby with Hunny—lunged to catch her. They both skidded on the ground. And suddenly, both Dani and Mori realized where he had caught her; he was cupping a breast that while not visible, was still there.
Dani flushed scarlet, and leapt to her feet, her face, ears and neck bright red. Mori averted his gaze from her, cheeks vermillion. Without a word, Dani hurried away, trying to control her blush. Mori returned quickly to Hunny and his cake. Tamaki began bellowing at Dani like a berserker. Dani—still completely mortified and wanting nothing better to do than run away and cry—tried and succeeded in looking amused and not intimidated in the slightest.
"WHY ARE YOU HERE, ANYWAY!" Tamaki shrieked. Haruhi looked exasperated, Kyoya bored, twins suspicious, Hunny hungry, and Mori still bright red.
"You invited me, Tamaki. Have you forgotten?" Dani retorted good-naturedly. Despite his drama and his strange mood swings, Dani liked him.
Tamaki looked shocked. Then he smiled and threw an arm around her shoulders.
"Then watch us hosts at work!" he declared, and almost as if waiting for his cue, the doors were flung open, and what seemed to be the entire female student body filed in.
Soon the room was full to bursting, and all the hosts were busy with their guests. Dani wandered around, glad that she was a friend of the host club, and not a fangirl customer. She watched Tamaki romance girls like some sort of Romeo, Kyoya discuss classes with his customers, Hikaru and Kaoru nearly making out, Haruhi being charming and fantastically unaware of it, Hunny being completely adorable, and Mori silent, offering little smiles to his admirers. Dani was amused at the antics and wondering what the point of it was, when a hand touched her elbow. She turned to see a girl, shyly fidgeting with her fingernails. Dani smiled at her, unsure of what to say.
"Um, I noticed that you're new. Are you another host?" she asked quietly. Dani shook her head.
"No, I'm just a friend of the host club," Dani explained. The girl's face fell.
"Oh, well, I j-just…" she stammered, embarrassed. Dani interrupted gently.
"Would you like to sit down? I can get you some tea, or coffee if you prefer," Dani offered. The girl nodded, and Dani escorted her to a couch and brought her a cup of tea she asked for.
"What's your name?" Dani asked nicely. The girl turned bright red.
"Sh-shizu. Shizu Dodahara," she whispered. She's a shy one. I don't think she'll be comfortable talking about herself then…Dani thought, placing her guitar by her feet.
"I'm Dani Oelrichs. I'm new to Japan and I really like it here. Is there somewhere I should see?" she asked nicely. Shizu turned red and stuttered incomprehensively. She looked down and saw Dani's guitar. Her eyes lit up. Dani put a hand on the case. "Would you like me to play for you?" she asked. Shizu nodded and quickly drank her tea. Dani lovingly withdrew her guitar and tuned it. She strummed, humming until she thought of a song.
"Reloj no marques las horas / porque voy a enloquecer / ella se ira para siempre / cuando amanezca otra vez," Dani sang. It was a Mexican song, sung by many different artists that seemed to have been around forever. It was one of her particular favorites. "Nomas nos queda esta noche / para vivir nuestro amor / Y tu tic-tac me recuerda / mi irremediable dolor."
The song made people stop talking to listen, and a crowd of girls gathered around, each greeted by a smile from Dani. Tamaki—who's numerous guests had left to listen to Dani sing—spat a spitball at Kyoya who was writing furiously in his notebook and glared poisonously at the originator of the spitball. They exchanged knowing glances, then returned to their remaining guests who weren't paying one iota of attention to them; all the girls' faces were turned to Dani.
"Reloj detén tu camino / porque mi vida se apaga / ella es la estrella / que alumbra mi ser / Yo sin su amor no soy nada / Detén el tiempo en tus manos / haz esta noche perpetua / para que nunca se vaya de mí / ¡para que nunca amanezca!" Dani's audience applauded when she finished the song and begged for more. Dani obliged them with a song in English.
"This town is colder now I think it's sick of us / It's time to make a move I'm shaking off the rust / I've got my heart set on anywhere but here / I'm staring down myself counting up the years / Steady hands just take the wheel / every glance is killing me / Time to make one last appeal / for the life I lead," Dani sang, drawing the rest of the girls closer. Shizu didn't even seem to mind the crowd of girls around her; her eyes were resting admiringly on Dani's face. Dani was glad most male singers were tenors now. She was having difficulty sustaining lower notes. "Stop and stare / I think I'm moving but I go nowhere / Yeah, I know that everyone gets scared / I've become what I can't be / Oh, do you see what I see?"
She played and sang for hours, and unbeknownst to her, the hosts held a conference while she was busy with the guests. Dani felt a little guilty, taking all the customers, but the hosts had been planning for a distraction like this. Thank God for that painfully shy girl!
Dani finished and put her guitar away, a sigh of disappointment passing through her audience like a breeze. But they left, and Dani turned to Shizu.
"I hope we can be friends, Shizu! Thanks to you, I amassed an audience!" Dani said happily. Guys are more aggressive in speech and direction, don't forget, her father would say to her when she practiced. It had been difficult to break herself of her shyness.
Shizu blushed prettily with pleasure. "I hope so, too," she whispered, holding out her hand. Dani, feeling the stares of all the customers, grimaced inwardly at what she was about to do. She took Shizu's hand, and brought it to her face, gently brushing the top of the shy girl's hand with a light kiss, looking up intently afterwards into Shizu's eyes. Shizu's blush deepened as fangirl squealing filled the air. Finally, after several backwards glances and whispers (Shizu among them), the customers took their leave. Dani fought her almost-prevailing gag reflex.
As she gathered her things together, Tamaki asked "Dani, would you stay a moment?" She turned to see the host club assembled, most looking excited, even Haruhi.
"Okaaaaay…What's this? Oh!" She facepalmed, reminding herself to stop acting like a girl, and that she stole their customers. "I'm sorry, I stole your clientele. It won't happen again."
"As a matter of fact, we want it to happen again," Kyoya replied. Dani blinked.
"Huh?"
Tamaki stepped forward and put a friendly hand on Dani's shoulder. "How would you like to be the eighth host?" he offered. Dani blinked rapidly, looking from one host to the other. They all looked quite serious.
"Uuuuuh…" she said most eloquently and wittily. She didn't know exactly what to say. "You just met me. How would you know if I was host material?" Tamaki looked bashful.
"My father recommended it. After meeting you and seeing your popularity with the student body, not to mention the princesses, it has sealed our decision," Tamaki announced, throwing his arm across Dani's shoulders. Dani squirmed.
"Your father?" she asked him. He nodded. He may have had a different motive coming over so often than helping me and my acting, clever bastard! Dani thought, a bit resentfully. But reflecting upon this offer brought several points to light.
This was an all-guys club, with seven of the hottest, richest, smartest, most popular guys in school. Not only would she be with people with connections and brains, but Haruhi was disguise as a guy and extremely popular! There were several benefits to joining.
"If I did join, what would being a host entail?" she asked a little suspiciously. Tamaki withdrew his arm from her shoulders and let Kyoya explain.
"Each host is a different type, so we would have to find a type that you will fit," Kyoya began coolly, looking over some notes in his notebook. Dani frowned in confusion.
"Types?"
"The type of host you are determines in what manner you entertain the guests."
"Huh?"
Kyoya closed his notebook and adjusted his glasses. "Tamaki, as our president is the prince type. He romances our customers in a fantastic, poetic way." Tamaki struck a "romantic" pose. Dani snorted with laughter.
"So Tamaki thinks he's Romeo, got it."
Kyoya went on to explain that Hunny was the boy Lolita type, Haruhi was the natural host, the twins were mischievous loving brothers, he Kyoya was the cool type, and Mori was the strong silent type.
"So what does that leave me?" Dani asked. "Hypothetically, of course."
Kyoya adjusted his glasses again. Dani decided that could become a very annoying habit. "Based on our information about you" ("Stalker" Dani mumbled in Italian) "We decided on artistic. Tamaki's father has been very helpful in telling us rather pertinent information. We know you play acoustic and electric guitar, piano, violin, cello, and viola. You also sing a wide variety of music, not just limited to popular songs, and including opera in five different languages. And you also sketch, draw, paint, photograph, sculpt, and more visual arts."
"The only think I can't do is dance. So if I join, I entertain women with art." Dani thought about it. She couldn't see a reason at all for her to not join.
"Alright, I'm in," Dani said. The hosts cheered, the twins high-fived, Tamaki did a dramatic fist-pump, Hunny squealed "yay!", Kyoya looked pleased, Haruhi smiled, and Mori displayed a profound lack of emotion. Dani smiled. Here were seven friends for her where she had none. And Haruhi's secret was safe with them, so if she was ever found out, she may be safer with them than without.
As long as Mori doesn't say anything, I'm safe, Dani thought. Mori was watching her steadily, a faint pink still on his cheeks. Best to avoid him, she resolved, and averted her gaze. But this will prove to be an interesting semester.
Hi there!
Chapter two! Yay! I just finished my first week of summer classes and let me tell you what, that was some seriously hardcore learning! I learned about Hinduism in four days. FOUR DAYS! OMGWTFBBQ! And Shakespeare! OHMYGOD SHAKESPEARE! We did Richard III in two days! HOLY CRAAAAP! And SONNETS! I love the sonnets. 8-D
I totally just fangirled over Shakespeare, didn't I? I'm super special.
Anyway, I hope you liked the chapter. Yes, that totally happened. Freak out over it. In fact, freak out on a review! Yeah! That'd be AWESOME!
Alright, Selestyna Arpa364, your turn to update now!
The aria for this chapter is from Bizet's Carmen. I guarantee you've heard it before, but look up the lyrics, and it was just too perfect for me to resist. Find the version on YouTube sung by Denise Greaves. A-FREAKING-MAZING!
BTW, Sorrelshift, OMG PLOT BUNNIES! PLOT BUNNEHZ GALORE! THEY HAVE BECOME FLYIN MINT BUNNEHZ AND ATTACK ME IN MY SLEEP!
I am severely sleep deprived.
Ciao, miei amici!
~La Principessa Dell'Opera
P.S.
"Il Ragazzo Della Via Gluck" is sung by Ariano Celentano
"Hey there, Delilah" is sung by Plain White Tees
"El Reloj" is by Luis Miguel
Muy bien- Very good (Spanish)
"Stop and Stare" is sung by ONEREPUBLIC