Chapter 3

She began walking through the halls gazing outside the window as she passed. Teenagers were all hanging around, texting and chatting about their weekend plans. Some were doing homework together. She saw a flash of red hair, similar to her own, kneeling by a picnic basket. A young man pulled a bird out and began feeding it. Rayne smiled to herself before paying attention to where she was going.

She looked at her map, and checked the door in front of her... It read 'Music Room 3.' "Guess this is it," she guessed and then opened the door.

Blinding light hit Rayne, and rose petals scattered across her face, getting in her eyes. She began waving her hands around yelling, "AH! My eyes!" then she began sneezing. Rayne looked around the room, studying her surroundings. It was... pink. "Damn, they need a new color scheme," she said.

Rayne looked around the room, noticing the stares she was receiving from some of the girls. Her eyes began traveling before she heard someone call her name, pulling her out of her daydreaming.

"Rayne! What are you doing here?" Haruhi said. She looked exasperated and currently had a blonde boy clinging onto her, mumbling something about his daughter before he turned to me.

"You know my precious daughter?" he squealed , turning to a dark haired boy I recognized from gym class. "Mommy! We have another commoner! Welcome to the family!" he ran to hug Rayne, and she quickly sidestepped, causing him to run into the wall. She watched him appear in a corner, with dark gloom surrounding him, and he was... growing mushrooms?

"Okay... this place is weird. What is going on here? Haruhi why are you even here? Usually you'd be doing something like studying and yelling at me for procrastinating!" Rayne yelled, extremely awkward and confused. Her eyes starting twitching, darting around the room. She began getting alot of stares, understanding from Kyouya and a tall man's eyes, while confusion was in the other's eyes. Yup. They were freaked out.

"What's up-" one red headed twin started.

"-with the freaky eyes?" the other twin finished.

Haruhi recognized Rayne's hurt eyes, masked by anger. Rayne instantly glared at them and bonked the two's heads together. "Shutup! Don't be so rude about things you don't even know you pompous obtuse ignorant bastards!" Rayne screamed.

Haruhi just sighed saying, "Well, someone has been studying my vocabulary homework. Rayne, you really should go." She pulled Rayne over to the side of the room whispering, "These guys are pretty ignorant, and they'll just end up hurting you, even if they don't mean it. In fact, they're making me be a host in this club because I broke an expensive vase."

"A host?" Rayne asked.

Instantly the blondie ran over from his corner of gloom, with happy eyes. "You mean you don't know?" He instantly began talking, as if he was reciting a line repeated countless times. "Ouran Academy: An institution of extravagance and prestige where learning comes secondary to luxury. Only those of the highest pedigrees and the wealthiest families are lucky enough to attend, and the truly elite are the members of the Ouran Host Club. A group of the handsomest boys on campus with far too much time on their hands, the Host Club dedicates every afternoon to entertaining the lovely young ladies. Just think of is as the academy's elegant playground for the super-rich and beautiful…" he finished.

"Wow," Rayne said. "So basically... You're man-whores?"

The blonde guy instantly froze, falling flat to the ground. Rayne stared down at him. "IS he okay?" She looked over to see the twins laughing hysterically.

A presence was behind her, and Rayne looked up to see the boy with glasses giving her an obviously fake smile, while pushing up his glasses. The glare helped her eyes from twitching from being so close to someone. The boy said, "Not at all. We just entertain these young ladies and dine, at a profit of course Ms Rayne Akatsuki."

Rayne looked up at him lazily. "First thing, you can drop the fake smile. It bugs me, and there's really no point n pretending to enjoy my company. Plenty of people don't and it doesn't bug me anymore. Secondly, how do you know my name?"

He dropped the smiles, smirking as he pulled out a notebook and read, "Ms Rayne Akatsuki. Half Japanese, Half Scottish Descent. Height: 5' 6. Weight: 130 lbs. Wears prescription glasses. Attends Ouran on the first musical scholarship created. Blood Type: AB."

At this, the red head twins and the blonde froze. They began whispering to each other about 'high blood pressure demon queen' and 'evil' and something about cookies Rayne believed. She ignored them, walking towards the door.

"Okay, freak shows, I'm leaving. Haruhi I'll be in the next music room down the hall, we can walk home together and study at your place," Rayne said as she opened the door. Some girls sitting by Haruhi were giving her envious looks and she chuckled, realizing the girls thought Haruhi was a boy.

Rayne began leaving, only to realize she didn't even know their names yet. Deciding to try to cover her rudeness, she closed the door turning. "By the way, for those who don't know, I am Rayne Akatsuki, Second Year Classes A and C."

The blondie stood up putting his head on his forehead. Sparkles and roses surrounded him as he said, "Oh forgive me princess for my rudeness! Allow me to introduce myself. I am Tamaki Suoh, Second Year Class A, the princely type."

The boy with the glasses gave his fake smile and said, "I am Kyouya Ootori, also Second Year Class A, the Cool Type."

"We're the Hitachiin twins from First Year, and we're the Little Devil Type!" the red heads with gold eyes yelled, and wrapped around me.

"I can see that, now get off you leeches!" Rayne screamed while prying them off her.

The twins spun away from Rayne, and went back to back. The twin on the left said, "I'm Hikaru" while the twin on the right said, "I'm Kaoru."

"Those are some pretty girly names," Rayne said bluntly, just like her friend Haruhi.

The cute little blonde boy ran up to Rayne, the tall boy following closely behind. Little flowers swirled above his head, and his big brown eyes seemed to take up half his face. Rayne couldn't help it. She said, "Awe... Kawaii!" and hugged the boy.

He giggled and said, "I'm Mitsukuni Haninozuka, but everyone calls me Hunny. I'm in Third Year Class A and I'm the Shota Type!"

Rayne's gaze shifted to the tall guy. Hunny noticed her stare and said, "That's Takashi Morinozuka from Third Year Class A, he doesn't talk much and he's the Wild Type!"

Rayne looked him up and down before saying, "I don't see it." She walked back towards the door saying, "Haruhi, remember, Music Room down the hall and chilling at your place after." She opened the door, giving one last sneeze from all the roses, and closed the door as she stepped out.

"Damn pollen. A few flowers are nice, but all those roses just make it smell like a funeral home." Rayne's thoughts drifted to a certain red haired violinist before she shook her head, chasing the thoughts away. She walked the music room right next to the Host Club Room and began her exercises on the grand piano there. She sat there wondering what she should play. She began thinking about the fake kind pretenses she was given. She smiled softly to herself about how she always bottled up her emotions before flexing her hands and began playing, singing softly to the music.

There'll be girls across the nation
That will eat this up babe
I know that it's your soul but could you bottle it up and
Get down to the heart of it,
No it's my heart you're shit out of your luck
Don't make me tell you again my love love love love.
Love love love love.

I am aiming to be somebody this somebody trusts
With her delicate soul
I don't claim to know much except soon as you start
To make room for the parts
That aren't you it gets harder to bloom in a garden of
Love love love love
Love Love love love

Only thing I ever could need, only one good thing
Worth trying to be and it's

Love
Love LoveLove
I do it for Love
Love Love Love

We can understand the sentiment you're saying to us
Oh,
But sensible sells so could you kindly shut up
And get started
At keeping your part of the bargain aw please
Little darlin'
You're killing me sweetly with love love love love
Love love love love

Only thing I ever could need only one good thing
Worth trying to be

Love

Love Love Love
I do it for Love
Love Love Love

Started as a flicker meant to be a flame
Skin has gotten thicker but it burns the same
Still a baby in a cradle got to take my first fall
Baby's getting next to nowhere with her back
Against the wall.
You meant to make me happy make me sad.
Want to make it better better so bad.
But save your resolutions for your never new year
There is only one solution I can see here.

Love you're all I ever could need only one good thing
Worth trying to be and it's
Love
Love Love Love
I do it for love, love, love, love
Oh, only gonna get get what you give away,
So give love, love
Only gonna get get what you give away
Love.

Rayne finished the song with a small flourish before she noticed some of the girls and the hosts from the Host Club at the door of the music room watching here. She began growing really red, knowing they had listened to her. Her eyes grew wide and she began twitching so much, her eyes flickering everywhere. Kyouya turned to the customers saying, "Ladies, the Host Club is dismissed for the day. We can't wait to see you all tomorrow." The girls sighed and began leaving down the hall.

Kyouya turned to me, pushing up his glasses. He said, "Ms Akatsuki, would you like to join the Host Club?"

Rayne stopped for a second as if pondering it. Then she said, "Hell no! What do you want me to do anyways?" Then she smirked saying, "I get no profit."

Kyouya appeared unphased and said, "Simple. You would be the entertainment of the Host Club,and play music while we went about our duties. We would be willing to pay you for your services."

Rayne gave him a look, saying "No can do sorry. I use this time to practice, or I go to my community center and teach some of the kids piano for free. Plus, my grades are horrible and I need study time."

Kyouya smirked and said, "I have a secret police at my disposal."

Rayne raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh, but disposing of me wouldn't be of any profit to you. If you did, all you'd be doing is leaving a mess to clean up and time would be taken away from you. Plus, any chance you'd have at me joining your host club would be ruined." She checked her cell. "Haruhi it's time to go."

Haruhi jogged over towards her friend, her bag in tow. She grabbed Rayne's guitar for her, leaving Rayne to take the cello and violin. Rayne mumbled quick thanks before they exited the room, leaving the hosts staring after them.

Tamaki stood there thinking for awhile before saying, "Kyouya..."

Kyouya looked over at Tamaki while pushing up his glasses and said, "Don't worry, I have a plan." The sun glared on his glasses as he smirked and whispered, "Game on Rayne."

Disclaimer: I do not own "Bottle It Up" or anything Ouran. XxHell-in-my-HeadxX only own these scenes and plot ideas, and her OC character Rayne and her family. My plot and OC's will come in later