Hiya guys!

Soz for the wait but I wanted to make sure that I had more of the story planned out before I carried on. Is that Okay? Anyway even though I have got the stuff planned for up to chapter 9 I want you guy's opinions so... At the end of the chapters there might be questions/polls for you guys to answer. I've already had some people ask for requests. They know who they are and I've managed to fit their ideas/requests into the story like I said I would. So if you want I'll try and fit more in, but please be reasonable. Anyway here comes chapter 3 :)

Chapter 3 – Starting today you're a host

-Allen POV-

School! Allen officially hated school. He had never been to school in his life, instead he had been home schooled (if you could call it that) by his master, Cross. And saying that, he'd only been taught how to read, write and count. He stared at the board trying to take in whatever the hell the teacher was writing, but he didn't have a clue what surds were nor did he care much. Allen sighed and propped his head up on his gloved hand and looked around the room.

The Black Order had paid for our admission fees, where Tyki got the money he had no clue, under the strict orders that we were to finish our mission as soon as possible. His eyes settled on the two red-head twins and Haruhi a few desks from him. he'd been placed in their class; Kanda, Lavi and Tyki were with Tamaki and Kyoya, some how Allen thought that they got the worse end of the deal. Kyoya scared him slightly. He reminded him of Kanda a little. Unapproachable and cold. All the others were easy to get along with, once you got past the oddities and shock. They were due to start their "hosting duties" today. Tamaki had declared to the students (well the girls) that there were four new additions to the host club but was waiting to introduce today. Small butterflies flickered in his stomach. I didn't even know what I was supposed to do! Just talk with the girls? Flirt with them or what? I sighed. I guess I'll just figure out later.

I could he the teachers voice drowning on in the background now he was asking for the value of X and Y or something. This class was ridiculous. When the hell am I ever gonna need to find the value of X in life? How did kids cope with all this stuff?' And some stay on at school for "further education"! I sighed and stared blankly at the board.

"That's the end of class; you may chat quietly amongst yourselves until the bell goes". I was aware of what the teacher had just said but I made no effort to move. I was still staring off into space. When were we going to investigate the innocence? Would we even have the chance? How long was it until our debt was paid off? How long would it take to get a thousand girls to request me? A thousand... that was an absurd number! How many girls were there at this school anyway? I sighed again; I didn't really want to flirt with girls I didn't know. I didn't want to flirt with anyone. The only reason I would flirt with someone was if I liked them, even then I don't think I would have the courage to do it. I sighed again; it was becoming a habit, the sooner this was over the better.

I was jogged, rather unjustly, if I say so hisself, from his thoughts as a hand came down either side of me, resting on his desk. I looked up to find two identical faces staring down at me.

"You keep spacing out" one twin said.

"Is something wrong?"... The other asked. They were pretty much identical in everyway. There was no way I could tell them apart.

"Umm... Its nothing just thinking" I replied. I saw their eyes narrow.

"About what?" came the joint response.

This time his eyes narrowed, however only slightly. "Nothing really" I said with a smile. "Just stuff".

"What kinda stuff?" they asked in sync.

"Ummm... the host club and stuff." I answered.

"Really! Well what do you want to know?" Okay that was really starting to freak me out. Did they always talk in sync?

"Well..." I said slowly. "What, exactly does the host club do? I mean I know they entertain girls... But how do they?" I felt his cheeks heat and dropped his gaze to his still gloved hands.

The twins grinned evilly, making me widen his eyes slightly and shrink into his seat, and were about to launch into an embarrassing (and somewhat perverted) explanation but were stopped by Haruhi who spoke over them. "I know how you feel. Just talk to them. Most just ask questions and you just pretty much just have to answer" I smiled at him (1) that eased his nerves a bit. 'Bit' being the keyword.

"Thanks" I said smiling at Haruhi. The twins went to speak again but the bell rang, much to his delight, and I ran out the classroom as quickly as possible.

-Kanda POV—

I hate Lavi. I really hate him. He's loud, and annoying. And he too fucking clever for his own good. The blonde idiot, Tamaki, was just as loud. For that I hated him too. To tell the truth I hate all of them. The blonde idiot reminded too much of the idiot supervisor. Kyoya was too smug about everything. I found that rather irritating. The gaki (2) that carried round the stupid stuffed bunny and the big guy that followed him around seemed easier to be around. They didn't question me and kept their distance as did the girl Haruhi. Yes I figured out that she was a girl. It wasn't hard to figure out. She has the posture of a girl and even though she hides it well some of her feminine qualities shine though her disguise, like they way she walks. The baka usagi's probably figured it out as well. And what was worse, those two red head twin were just like him. Like mini usagi's. I sighed out, staring at the black board. Who would have thought that I would end up in school? I'm 18 for fuck's sake! I don't need this. It's not like I'm gonna go out and look for a job anytime soon. I sighed again. And worse still, I had to be dragged into this whole host club thing.

We, mainly being me (of course), saved the people in this fucking building. Surely one room as a loss was a decent compromise! Pricks. Now I had to amuse a load of stupid fan girls as reparations.

The Moyashi's reaction to his "type" was a perk though. I'd like to see him get me back for that one! He looked so adorably lost. Not to mention he was furious... Wait! Adorably? The Moyashi wasn't adorable! Not in the slightest! And defiantly not to me! I sighed. I think Lenalee's rubbing off on me. Yeah! That has to be it. I'm stressed. There are too many people around me... Seriously? Adorably?

"What's wrong Yuu-chan?" I sent a death glare to Lavi. He held his hands up in defence. "No seriously you're red! Are you sick?"

"Che no." I answered turning his head. I was red? No. I don't blush! I'm probably over thinking this. I stared out the window trying to find something to concentrate on but images of the white haired Moyashi kept creeping into his mind. What the fuck is wrong with me? Okay I admit it. It was rather funny watching him fret about hoping that the "type" would change... But that doesn't give him permission to enter his mind.

Beside me Tamaki and Lavi were laughing rather loudly. his eye twitched. This day had better end soon.

-Normal POV—

"As promised, there are four new additions to the Host club" There was an uproar of screaming girls at the end of Tamaki's sentence. "There is one behind each of these curtains". More screaming.

Allen waited nervously behind the fourth curtain. Somehow the host club had managed to pay for a small stage and a few curtain dropping devices, sort of like off a game show. Keeping to the theme Tamaki shouted "Behind curtain number one!..." the first curtain fell to the ground, pooling around Tyki's feet.

"The Elegant type! Tyki Mikk" Tyki winked at the group of girls causing an outburst of swoons and giggles.

"Behind curtain number two... The cheeky type! Lavi " Lavi eyed the girls as the material fell to the ground a half smirk half grin settling on his features. There were more giggles and blushes as Lavi's eye swept through the crowd.

"Behind curtain number three... The hissterious type! Kanda Yuu" There was a collected "ooooo" from the crowd as Kanda tried to keep his face as blank as possible. He had a thing for respecting women/girls so a glare was somewhat out of the question.

"And finally..." Tamaki announced. Allen felt his heart stop. "The martyr type..." God he hated that name "...Allen walker" There was a small silence as the curtain fell around Allen. Allen gave the girls a small shy smile and a blush and the silence was broken.

"Kyaaaaaa!" The girls screamed and advanced. Allen paled.

-(End chapter 3)-

(1) Allen's naive so I thought he could figure out that Haruhi was a girl later on.

(2)Gaki means brat for those that aren't aware of it.

So what do you think? To me Kanda was Occ... I dunno. Sorry not much happened in this chapter but now that I've actually done some planning, the updates should come quicker... should...

So on to the first little question: Do you guys want the ghost

a) Female or b) Male?

ooo! also if anyone has appearance ideas for the ghost too that would help too. I could always come up with it hisself but I'd thought I'd let you guys do it because I love you guys *Flutters eyelids*. Please make it as simple, strange, gory and down right weird as you like, I'll choose his favourite one (you can think of it as a competition of sorts if you want)

Anyway I'll be quiet now... Review please!