Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran Highschool Host Club! (Or the song mentioned in this chapter)
But I DO own Madeline and Edward (And Emi!)
Here's Chapter four! Yay!
In this chapter, Madeline (A.K.A. Lizzie) is going to Music Room #3!
She may even become a Hostess in this chapter. . . . . Read to find out! ;)
Enjoy! :)
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The bell rang signaling the end of class. I was in my last class of the day, music. My teacher asked me what I knew how to play, and I had said violin and piano, and she asked me to demonstrate. So, I sat down at the piano, and played a famous Mozart piece entirely from memory. She and the other students were amazed. Then, she asked me to demonstrate on the violin. So, I did. I played another famous Mozart piece- Mozart was my famous composer- and again they were all amazed. I didn't entirely see what was so amazing, besides the fact that I was playing Mozart at four years old, which I didn't tell the class, or anyone, for that matter. The bell rang right after the students finished rehearsing what they had already learned, with me playing right with them.
I was a musical prodigy, according to my parents. In class, I was able to sightread the entire piece they were learning, and got it right on my first try. So, I played along with the rest of the class on the piano. And, I had to admit, we sounded really good.
I stood up from my place at the piano and grabbed my purse. As I was about to walk out of the door, a girl that played first chair flute came up to me.
"Hey, Lizzie! How was your first day?" she asked nicely with a sweet smile. She had shoulder-length jet black hair, piercing emerald green eyes, a narrow nose, and pale skin. She was a really sweet girl.
"It was pretty great, thanks for asking, Emi." I gave her a sweet smile, which she returned.
"I'm glad to hear that," she said, and added, "you really are a great musician." she said with a small smile. "I hope I can learn to be as great as you!"
"Emi," I said, turning fully around to face her, "everyone has the potential to do anything they want. All you have to do is discover it. It takes some people longer than others, but when it is unleashed, it is the most wonderful thing in the world." I said, trying to encourage her. She was a great flute player. I wanted her to feel that she could do it, if she tried, and she could, I just knew it.
"Aww!" Emi exclaimed, tears welling in her eyes, "Do you really mean that?" she asked, beaming.
"Why would I say something I didn't mean?" I asked, and grinned at her. She jumped forward and hugged me tightly, but not nearly as tight as Tamaki hugs me.
"That's gotta be the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me!" she said swaying side-to-side, still hugging me tightly. I wrapped my arms around hers, hugging her back.
"I'm only saying what's true, Emi. You're a great musician as well!" I said, now holding her at arm's length. Emi beamed broadly and thanked me.
"Well" I started to say, looking up at the clock mounted on the wall, "I had better get going now." I said, turning my body towards the door. "It was nice talking to you!" I said.
"It was nice talking to you too, Lizzie!" she exclaimed as she watched me walk out the door.
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It was a few minutes later, and I was walking down a long hallway. Several huge and grand windows lined the left wall, letting the bright and beautiful afternoon sun shine through, lighting the way. I continued to walk until I came upon double doors with a sign above it that read "Music room 3" in Japanese. I stepped forward and put my hand on the handle. I took a deep breath and turned the golden handle.
I opened the tall door wide, and inside, I found several red, fancy couches sitting across from each other in pairs, with a small table between each pair on the left side of the room. Also on the left side of the room, closer to the tall, grand windows, were a few red chairs matching the couches sitting at tables, two to a table. In the center of the room was a large, open space. At the back of the center of the room, stood a large grand piano. On the right side of the room was a doorway that looked to be a closet, two dressing curtains, and a door to a mini kitchen. I shut the door carefully and walked over to the nearest couch and set my purse down on it. I looked around carefully.
"Tamaki told me Music Room three, did he not?" I asked myself aloud as I slowly made my way over to the piano. I loved to play the piano; it was my most favorite pastime, along with singing, and right behind it, playing the violin and reading.
I sat down daintily at the piano seat, and set my fingers down on the keys. I placed my foot at a pedal, and pressed down on the keys softly, creating a beautiful harmony. I closed my eyes and smiled softly. I loved the beautiful sound of music, it filled my soul with happiness, hope, and wonder. I opened my eyes once again and started to play Mozart's Sonata in D Major for 2 pianos K .488, First Movement, entirely from memory. (As heard in episode 15) I played the main part, with my fingers dancing elegantly over the keys. This was probably my most favorite song ever.
I smiled softly as I continued to play for several long minutes. I played until the song was over, and pressed down softly on the last notes. I then heard a few rounds of claps. I gasped as I spun around, and saw Tamaki and the rest of the Host Club. I pressed a hand to my chest, in an effort to slow my heartbeat; they nearly scared the life out of me!
"Lizzie, that was simply beautiful!" exclaimed Tamaki, still clapping.
"That really was great Lizzie!" said Honey, holding a pink rabbit in his arms. Mori grinned slightly.
"That was amazing Elizabeth," said Kyoya, pushing up his glasses. "you really do have talent." he said with a slight grin on his face.
"Thank you for you compliments, but, please, don't ever do that again! You nearly scared me to death!" I said loudly, still panting for air slightly.
"Didn't know you were such a scaredy-cat." said the twins, shrugging and grinning slyly.
"Well, I, for one, wasn't expecting anyone to come in here and clap for me!" I said, putting my hand that was on my chest down onto my lap.
"How could we not?" asked Tamaki, stepping closer to me. "When we were coming over here, and heard such beautiful music, how could we resist?" he said slyly as he offered a signature smile. I sighed and looked away. Haruhi came up next to me.
"That really was great, Lizzie. The only other person I've heard play nearly as good as you is Tamaki." she said, putting a hand on my shoulder gently.
"Tamaki can play the piano?" I asked, looking over at him.
"But of course, Lizzie! Would you like me to demonstrate?" he asked, sliding onto the seat and sitting beside me.
"If you want to," I said, standing from the piano chair to give him some elbow-room. Tamaki grinned and started to play randomly, although I had to admit it sounded good. He smiled softly while his fingers pranced over the keys, and glanced up at me once during the song, and grinned at my amazed face. After another moment, he ended the 'song' and looked up at me. I smiled sweetly at him.
"You really are good, Tamaki. That sounded beautiful!" I complimented. By now all the other Host Club members had gathered around the piano to watch Tamaki play.
"Thank you, Lizzie. You were very good yourself," Tamaki said, standing from his seat. He gave me one last gentle smile before turning to the rest of the group. "Well, shall we begin?" he asked. Everyone nodded in agreement. "Let's start this meeting then!" he said excitedly as he grabbed my arm and dragged me over to a couch with him.
He sat down in the center of a couch and brought me down beside him. The others came and sat with us, but slower. Out of nowhere, Kyoya whipped out a black notebook and began writing in it.
"First," started Kyoya, "we need cosplay ideas. Any suggestions?" Kyoya looked up at all of us in turn. I looked at all of the boys, and one girl, Hosts. What would girls go crazy over seeing them in? I sat back in my seat and thought hard. I studied each of their facial features and figures. I came up with a few ideas, but immediately dismissed every single one. Silence filled the air. Then, it hit me. I had an idea.
"How about you dress up as detectives?" I asked, looking to each of them, and imagining them in detective clothing. "Have you tried that yet?" I asked once more. Tamaki put his hand to his chin, thinking.
"I do not believe we have tried that yet, Lizzie. It sounds like a great idea!" said Tamaki, as Kyoya started writing in his notebook.
"And, to add on to that, how about you have a little activity for the guests to do, and they can win little prizes! You could plan a scavenger hunt, to get them involved!" I said, sitting forward, listing more and more ideas. Kyoya was writing frantically in his notebook.
"That's a great idea too, Lizzie!" said the twins in unison as they grinned at me.
"All of this is going to cost money." mumbled Kyoya. I snapped my fingers and sat up straighter.
"Picture books!" I exclaimed, "You can take several pictures of all of you in your detective outfits and sell them to your guests! Perfect way to make some money." I said, sitting back in my seat, satisfied with my answers. Kyoya was writing like a maniac now trying to get all of the information down.
"Perfect!" exclaimed Tamaki, jumping up from his seat and raising his finger in the air. "I love it! What do you all think?" he asked, pointing to the other club members. They all smiled and gave their agreement. "Lizzie?" Tamaki asked, sitting back down and turning to face me.
"Yes?" I asked, smiling softly.
"Where have you and all of these great ideas been all this time? And why haven't we thought of them before?" asked Tamaki jokingly. We all laughed, some more so than others.
"Well," started Tamaki, "either way, these are very excellent ideas, and I say we use them! Kyoya!" he said, pointing to him, who raised his head to look at him. "Go find some items to give to the guests as prizes, and some items for them to find!" Kyoya disappeared into a doorway leading who-knows-where. "Twins!" Tamaki said, now pointing to them.
"Yes?" they asked.
"Go find something for us to wear as detectives!"
"Okay." they said simply as they disappeared into the same doorway as Kyoya.
"Haruhi!" Tamaki called next.
"Yes, senpai?" asked Haruhi.
"Go make some of that commoner's coffee!" ordered Tamaki.
"It's called instant coffee." mumbled Haruhi, sighing.
"Whatever! Just go make it, please!" said Tamaki. Haruhi sighed again and disappeared into a mini kitchen.
"What can I do?" asked Honey sweetly.
"Honey! You can. . . go eat some cake!" ordered Tamaki. Honey seemed a little saddened that that was all he could do, but he and Mori went to a table and sat down, eating cake.
"Is there anything I can do, Tamaki?" I asked him sweetly.
"I want you to try some of this commoner's coffee! It's delicious!" said Tamaki, just as Haruhi was coming towards us with a few cups of instant coffee. "Haruhi! There you are! Hand Lizzie some of that, will you please?" asked Tamaki. Haruhi handed me a cup, and I took it. I put one hand on the handle, and the other on the cup. The heat of the coffee warmed my fingertips, making them tingle.
I stared down at the black liquid inside the cup. I glanced over at Tamaki, who was practically right in my face. I sighed inwardly and brought the cup to my lips and took a sip. Warm, slightly bitter liquid covered my tongue, making my tasebuds tingle. It was actually pretty good.
"This is good, Haruhi. Thank you." I said politely as I shot her a sweet smile.
"At least someone has manners." mumbled Haruhi, setting the tray down on the table in front of me. I giggled slightly at her comment.
"Oh, come on now Haruhi, I'm not the only person here with manners." I said, trying to change her mind.
"You're the only person here with real manners." said Haruhi, smirking lightly, earning another giggle from me.
"What about me?" asked Tamaki, giving a signature smile.
"I still hold my opinion. She's the only one here with real manners." said Haruhi, trying not to laugh. I nonchalantly took another sip of my coffee, trying not to laugh myself.
"How rude!" said Tamaki, crossing his arms and pouting.
"I only speak the truth." said Haruhi, rolling her eyes. Tamaki sat there, mouth agape, hurt by her words. In the next instant, he was sitting in a corner, staring at a wall silently.
"Haruhi," I started, "maybe you were a bit too harsh on him." I said, trying to lighten the mood.
"Maybe." huffed Haruhi as she sat down on a couch opposite form mine, glaring at the floor. I sighed inwardly and made my way over to Tamaki. I got down on my knees beside him and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Tamaki," I said, trying to get his attention. "Haruhi didn't mean what she said, she was just kidding around, okay? Please, don't be upset." I said as I moved my hand to his upper back and rubbing it slightly, trying to comfort him. Tamaki turned towards me, beaming.
"Awwww!" he shouted as he leaped forward and wrapped his arms around my waist tightly. "You're soooooo sweet, Lizzie!" he said as he stood, still holding me, and lifting me off the ground and nuzzling my cheek with his. I yelped and held on to his upper arms, hoping he wouldn't drop me. By then all of the other club members had come into the room to see what all of the commotion was about, and saw Tamaki strangling me. The twins laughed their hearts out when they saw us, while Kyoya continued to write in his notebook, Haruhi turned around and laughed a little, and Honey and Mori had stopped eating to see what was going on.
"Tamaki!" I said, trying to grab his attention. "Please put me down!" Tamaki froze, realized what he was doing, and quickly set me down.
"So sorry, Lizzie!" Tamaki apologized profusely. "It's just that. . . you've been so nice to me, and. . . well. . ." he cupped the back of his neck with his hand and looked away. "you're kinda nice to hug." he mumbled as his face started to color red. I smiled sweetly at his comment.
"It's alright, Tamaki. There's no need to feel bad." I said in a comforting way.
"See? You're really nice to me. Even when I almost strangle you." he said, slumping his shoulders and staring at his shoes.
"Tamaki, you didn't almost strangle me! I'm fine, see?" I said, smiling sweetly as he looked up at me.
"Still," he said, putting on a seducing smile, his face back to it's normal color, "I can't believe I almost let such a beautiful maiden get injured because of my foolishness!" he said as he put a hand up to his forehead dramatically. I sighed inwardly and liked away. Honey giggled and came up to me, holding his pink rabbit.
"Usa-chan says 'hello'!" Honey said happily as he held him out to me. I knelt down to his size and smiled sweetly at his stuffed animal.
"Hello to you too, Usa-chan!" I said cheerfully. Honey held Usa-chan to his ear, and then beamed. He held him back out to me, and said,
"Usa-chan says that you're really pretty, Lizzie." he said in his cute little voice. I giggled slightly and beamed.
"You look stunning as well, Usa-chan." I said as I lowered myself down to sit on my legs, keeping my back straight. Honey beamed broadly at my comment to his bunny.
"Can Usa-chan and I have a hug, Lizzie?" he asked sweetly. I beamed as well, and held my arms out, open for a hug.
"Of course you can!" I said as Honey cheered and raced into my open arms, with Usa-chan.
"Tamaki's right! Your hugs are great!" Honey exclaimed as he snuggled further into my arms. I smiled at his comment, and held him slightly tighter.
"Thank you, Honey and Usa-chan! You give great hugs too!" I said as I let them go, and Honey beamed at me, and I beamed right back.
"Awww!" said the twins and Tamaki in unison. I looked up to see them clasping their hands together and holding them close to their heads. "So adorable!" I smiled shyly and stood up from the ground. Then Tamaki snapped his fingers, and I saw a light bulb turn on above his head.
"I've got an idea!" announced Tamaki. Tamaki then proceed to pull me over to a couch and gently push me down, sitting. "Wait here." he said as he dragged the rest of the Host Club to a corner on the opposite side of the room. I caught little bits of their conversation.
"I think. . ." was all I could understand Tamaki saying.
"What?" said Haruhi, "Why couldn't I have just done that?!"
"We thought you were a guy." said the twins.
"Still. . ." said Haruhi, slumping her shoulders.
"What if she doesn't want to?" asked Kyoya, not looking up from his notebook.
"She doesn't have to," said Tamaki, "but I hope she wants to."
"That's not fair! I didn't want to either!" complained Haruhi.
"You owe us money." stated Kyoya, pushing his glasses up, letting them reflect the light momentarily, "She doesn't." he said with a slight smirk, making Haruhi sweat-drop. I then gave up trying to interpret what they were saying because now all of their words were just a jumbled mess. I sat there with my hands laced together in my lap, sitting up straight, politely waiting for the Host Club members to finish their conversation.
A few moments later, they came over to me. Tamaki sat down beside me, his expression triumphant. He grinned at me then proceeded to ask me a question.
"Lizzie?" he asked, and not waiting for my answer, then asked, "Would you like to become a Hostess, and join the Host Club?" he asked, hope filling his eyes. I looked around at all of the other club members, and they all had hope filling their eyes. Well, some more so than others.
I thought about it. 'I do need to join a club, and this was the first one I have happened to come across' I thought. 'Besides, I'm already friends with everyone here, more or less. All I would have to do is dress up some days and flirt with a few people.' A girl in class today told me how the Host Club worked, so I knew practically everything I would probably be doing beforehand. 'And, this may prove to be a fun experience, with all of these different personalities.' I looked up from staring at the ground and smiled.
"I would love to join your club." I said happily.
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Lizzie's a Hostess now! YAY!
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