I do not own Ouran... too lazy to type whole thing.

Sorry for taking so long to update! Oh god, I've been busy, but chapters will be coming out in the next few days! I have no work for the entirety of this week ^^

Everyone just sat there and stared at me, expressionless.

Of course, Tamaki was the first one to speak, "We do not just swoon them and cosplay! We touch their hearts in ways not thought possible! Their hearts are happy that way! That is the number one priority of the Host Club! We want to bring happiness!"

I zoned Tamaki's rambling out and focused on the other club members. Kaoru and Hikaru were both leaning on Haruhi Fujioka, who in return looked very bored and somewhat annoyed. Kyouya had gone back to typing on his computer, very absorbed into whatever he was doing. Honey was sitting at the table with his Ussa-chan, and Mori was just sitting there, watching him carefully, as if to examine any danger.

They all seemed very into what they were doing, so I just sighed and left. That was pretty pointless. Fight with Mitsukuni, only to have yet another tie. And then get ignored again. I exited the Third Music room, just in time to see a dark shadow go around the corner. Curious, I sped up my pace and rounded the corner. Nothing was in the hallway but another snip of darkness disappear at the hallways end. I rubbed my eyes, "Am I seeing things?" I said to myself, but nonetheless went after it. But this time I ran, and just as I was turning, I saw it.

It was in the shape of a person. Being in karate and all those extra curricular activities didn't pay for nothing. I ran as fast as I could and glomped it, "Hey! Why do you look so suspicious?" The thing shrieked, "Ahh!" This made me giggle.

I got off of the poor thing and it turned around, "Kukukuku… You have touched me… kukuku, you shall now face 5 years of bad luck!!" The creepy thing turned to me and had a really dark aura of evilness. It was then I noticed it wasn't a thing, but a boy. A boy in a big, dark cloak, with very dark hair and eyes that I couldn't see past because of his wispy bangs.

"You're creepy." I told him bluntly and he pulled out a small white puppet, "This is Belzenef. He says that you have a very dark heart. Kukuku."

I laughed spitefully, "Hah! What's you're name, creepy-man?" The creepy-man had no reaction to me calling him that, if anything, he looked pleased. Most people would have a look of disdain if called that, but he didn't. I guess that he knew it was true. Who wouldn't know that fact if they actually dressed in dark robes and carried around a weird-looking puppet named 'Belzenef'?

"I am Umehito Nekozawa, the sole member and president of The Black Magic Club." He stated proudly.

"The club really suits you." I said. It did, he looked really creepy, just like the type of person who would create a black magics club. Half of his face was covered by the hood of the cloak and he still had his puppet on his right hand.

He then proceeded to say, "Since Belzenef thinks so highly to you, I would like to propose an offer to you. Kukuku."

Umehito is kind of creepy. "If you stop saying 'kukuku' for the remainder of this conversation, then maybe."

"Okay. Kuk—" He was stopped by my sharp look and continued, "Okay, we, Umehito Nekozawa and Belzenef would like to join The Black Magic Club."

I pondered the though for a moment or two. Joining a Black Magic club? It would be really out of place for me but… I thought of the faces on the students of Lobelia and grinned evilly, "I'll join." They would be absolutely mortified. Those girls are so snobby and think only of being polite.

Umehito came up with another weird laugh, "Hu-huhuhuhu. Let us go to the club room, then, new student Ayame Yuhi." Again, I was a bit creeped out about how he knew my name, but not as much because he was that type of person. Creepy. Instead of speculating about how… unique he was, I followed him as he glided through the hallways. He actually glided! I couldn't see his feet because the cloak was so long, but he looked like a ghost.

The president of The Black Magic Club came to an abrupt stop, I carefully avoided running into him and side-stepped. Umehito opened the door and it creaked loudly, he went inside and held out his arms very politely, welcoming me into the room. I stepped in without hesitation. I'm not scared of the dark, if anything if calms me. The dark is usually cold, and I don't like hot places. They make me sticky and uncomfortable.

It was really dark but from what I could see, the place was filled with a few coffins, many candles, lots of anatomy models and things like that.

"This is the Black Magic Club room. The lights never turn on. I have already gotten rid of the electricity in this room just in case, huhuhuhu. You must wear this cloak." He handed me a black piece of material. I stared at it skeptically. I'm supposed to look like him? Instead of complaining about it, I slipped it on and he laughed, "Kukuku, that's perfect. Now let's practice your laugh."

I went along with it. I noticed a vanity on the other side of the room and went to it. The hood shaded over my eyes and I covered half of my face with my bangs. It was like looking at the model club member for The Black Magic Club. Short, creepy and dark. Taking Umehito's words, I laughed, "Kukukuku."

He appeared behind me, "Kukuku. You're a natural." For a while I practiced my creepy laugh until I burst out laughing. Rolling on the floor, and pounding my fists on the surface, I kept laughing.

"What's wrong?"

"Th-this is too funny… Kukuku." I calmed myself. It was weird acting like Umehito, but I could get used to it.

Umehito brushed it off, "You have to have a something like Belzenef."

Without hesitation, I whipped our Wabby-chan. "This."

He just stared at it before saying, "But… that's not scary at all."

I snorted, "I'll make up for it with creepiness. Trust me." It was true. I think my laugh is creepy enough. And just the way I look right now can scare some people shitless. So I think I've done pretty good.

After discussing things to do in the club, I left the room and attempted to glide like Umehito through the halls. It worked. Suddenly I felt someone slam into me and screech. Grinning at the opportunity to use my laugh, I did, "Kukukuku."

The person wailed and I ended up having to look up at them and noticed that it was Honey, "You're so scary!" Mori was behind him looking edgy and alert.

Pulling off my hood and smiling sweetly, I exclaimed, "Oh hey, Honey!" Honey sniffled and looked at me with a strange expression, "Aya-chan? Why are you dressed like that? Are you playing a joke on me or something?"

Shaking my head and replying, "Nope. I joined the Black Magic Club."

Mori seemed shocked for once and Honey just smiled, "That's cool! I like your… er, cloak."

I pulled my hood back on, "Kukuku. Thank you."

"Can you please refrain from laughing like that around us?" Mori asked warily. He seemed a little shaken at my aura and attire. Maybe he scared by that sort of thing? Nah, it's Mori, he couldn't be.

Only laughing, I took my hood off again, "Okay, okay. But it won't be the last time. See you later, Honey-kun, Mori-kun!" I ran away and didn't run into anyone else after that. That made me a little disappointed because it's really fun scaring people like that. Now I know why Nekozawa is like that. It's enjoyable.

When I finally returned home, I covered my face and went into the tearoom, where my mother was sitting. "Kukuku. Mother, I'm home." She turned around and didn't have a reaction but said, "Oh, hi dear."

I gaped, "You are so squeamish about spiders and other creatures with six legs or more, but you say nothing about this?"

"I believe that people have their own unique hobbies, and others should respect their decisions, not scorn them." Of course my mother would say that. But that's what I like about her, she's very accepting of many things. Weird, or not so weird.

I nodded my head and took off my cloak, "That thing is so warm. I joined The Black Magic Club, just to do something different." She nodded and said, "That's nice. Who else is in it?"

"No one except for Umehito Nekozawa." I told her, and we continued to discuss my first day at school. She seemed very interested in The Black Magic Club and The Host Club especially, though. I think it's because Mori and Honey are in it.

After talking, I had my uneventful supper, uneventful shower, I went to bed in my room that would not be approved my Umehito. It was too bright for his liking.

In the morning, I was awakened by someone laughing. It was a cute laughter that I recognized. "What the--?" I was about to say but was cut off by, "Aya-chan!" No one calls me that except for Honey. "Aya-chan! You sleep so long… did you know that me and Mori-kun are going to a karate tournament? We wanted to invite you because we used to practice together all the time!"

The whole time he said that, I was sitting up in my bed with my eyelids half-closed, "Honey…" I began and trailed off threateningly.

"Oops! I forgot how you are when you wake up! I'll just wait for the storm to pass, then." Honey kept talking about how grumpy I was in mornings and kept smiling. I, on the other hand, was not as chipper as him. Getting up, I went over and shoved him roughly when I passed by, he just kept on speaking about 'how bad my temper is' and smiled brightly.

Instead of trying to fight, I went straight to my dresser and puller out jeans and a t-shirt. I threw a sock at Honey's head before I slammed the door shut on the bathroom conjoined to my bedroom. I heard Honey pout to Mori, whose presence I had just noticed in the room. Really, Mori is way too quiet. I got dressed in the bathroom quickly. I didn't need a shower because I had already done so the night before. Pulling the brush through my hair, then lightly spraying it with hairspray just so it would keep in place, I brushed my teeth and went back out.

"Okay, what were you saying Honey? I don't quite remember." When he had been talking, I was still partially asleep, and I tend to forget things when in that state.

Honey thought for moment because he had forgotten, "Oh! I want you to come to a karate tournament. None of the other member of the Host Club are interested, because they don't find it interesting."

"Okay…" With that, I was pulled downstairs and was rushed into a black limo. Why do I always feel like I'm being kidnapped? Honey and I chatted on the way there, "Aya-chan? Do you still do martial arts?"

"Yeah… Do you?"

"Well… not as much as I used to, but I still do it regularly. Not 6 hours a day like before." When we were younger, we used to practice like crazy in attempts to surpass each other. It's the same for me, I've become too lazy and busy to train 6 or 7 hours a day like before.

We mostly spoke about martial arts, but was interrupted when the car came to a halt. We all stepped outside and saw all the athletes outside. Most looked tough and scary and very muscular. Even the girls.

"I haven't been in a tournament for so long! But we're just watching, right?" I asked Honey and he nodded before replying, "Well, you are, but I'm entering."

Something clicked inside of me… Honey's entering. Maybe it was the click of my old competitiveness with Honey. Most likely. My expression changed to one of determination, "If you're entering, then I'm entering."

Honey only grinned, "You know, there's a unisex category…" By then, we were both fired up and chatting about how we were going to beat each other. We didn't notice a man approach us until Mori said, "Mitsukuni. Ayame." I looked up and saw a huge man with bulging muscles, he said, "You're Ayame Yuhi and Mitsukuni Haninozuka, right?"

We both nodded at the intimidating man in front of us, an he unexpectedly dropped to his knees, "You are my HEROES!" Honey and I looked down at him awkwardly, "Thanks?"

The man got up, "I apologize for my brashness. But we haven't seen you two in years!"

It's true that we both stopped entering tournaments abruptly.

"Are you entering?" He asked curiously.

We both nodded our heads, "Yeah…"

He brightened and then said excitedly, "You should enter doubles! I know you guys are evenly tied, but there are these new two people… A guy and a girl, they sort of replaced your presence while you were gone," Both of our ears twitched at this. Replaced? "It would quite an interesting match to see who would win. The legendary Ayame and Mitsukuni versus the new people, Yuri and Yuki."

Both of us seemed to gain an edge at the fact of being replaced and having a new competition. The guy walked away when he saw a friend, and we looked at each other, "Do you want to enter with me, Aya-chan?" Honey said with a little glint at his eye.

Being second was never my thing. "Of course."

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