Ouran High School Host Club FanFic

A new host!

Chapter Three (Part 1)

First I want to say I'm so sorry for not doing a chapter for a while. I have been knee deep in homework, since I am in Florida, and my school is in India. I have to wait till my parents get a letter for their VISA. Also I am doing this in the airplane, from Dallas Texas to Florida. Now England has something to tell you all.

England: Listen up bloody idiots, Pupface1 only owns her damn OCs, and none of the other stupid main characters.

Me: Um…thanks England…I think?

Ryuu P.O.V.

It was Saturday morning I ha bd just woke up; I was asleep in my uniform and it was wrinkled. Kyouya's going to kill me, this uniform is damn expensive. My mom was probably asleep so I went into the kitchen and opened the fridge, damn their was nothing in their but spoiled milk. I imagined what the kids at school ate for breakfast; I imagined a fancy buffet with butlers and maids. Damn those rich show-offs. Oh well I need to the grocery store. I took off my uniform and put on a black hoodie, it only covered a bit of my wrist, so I wore fingerless biker gloves, to cover the rest of my hand. I wore long jeans, with a chain, and wore earrings on my right ear only, 1 black orb one in my earlobe, and two in the upper cartilage of my ear, my silver dog tag necklace (No writing or pictures on it), my black converse, and finally my grey beanie on the back of my head. It was late spring and really warm, but I always covered myself up, and some of my face with my hair as well, for…personal reasons.

I got my motorcycle helmet; I was 16 so my mom was nice enough to by me a cheap motorbike. It was black with skulls on it and it said Soul Eater (That's a real anime, but she loves anime so, DEAL WITH IT!) I opened the door, and saw two Bentleys, one Royals Royce, and one limo. OH GOD THAT MEANS ONE THING! Please let it not be them, please let it be not them, oh DEAR GOD let it not be them. I prayed like it was my mantra.

They were standing in front of the fancy European apartment building next to our shabby one. JUST MY GOD DAMN FREAKING LUCK! I tried sneaking to my motorbike. Then Honey called out "Hi Ryuu-chan where you going?" DAMN IT! I saw even Haruhi was standing in front of the building too in awe She must have come by the bus that just arrived, who wouldn't be impressed? The rich bastards, that's who!

"Decent place for a commoner." Tamaki approved with a nod. "That's not my place." I mumbled "Oh then where is it, I don't see anymore houses?" Hikaru asked confused. Oh no, they can't see my house I won't hear the end of it. "It doesn't matter please just leave, if you saw my house you guys would make fun of me forever." I blabbered

This made them more persistent, and they wouldn't stop bugging me. So I had no choice but to show them. I pulled Tamaki's hand and took him right past the building and pointed to my small house, which was hidden in the shadow of the apartment.

Their jaws where dropped open, and not in a good way. Even Haruhi was a little shocked; they started to laugh though when they saw the inside. Even though my house was only a little bit smaller than Haruhi's the walls where dirty beige on the outside, and the walls inside where murky dark green, and floor were dirty tatami mats. And a dark green tea set, on a low Japanese table, wasn't that fancy either. Even the Boxish TV in the corner looked cruddy, when they entered the room.

My mom opened the door, she was wearing an slightly dark blue jersey tank top, though the straps had fallen off her shoulder. It was short; it covered her, but exposed her bellybutton and lower. She was wearing grey yoga pants, and the same color flats as her jersey with the same color bow too. She looked good in it with her violet eyes and antique blond hair, and her feminine figure and her triple D, you know what. I never thought about it, but my mom looks a lot more like Tamaki's mom than mine. She had grocery bags in her hand and was just staring.

Kaoru P.O.V.

A young girl walked into the house, she looked a lot like if she was Tamaki's sister, too young to be his mom, she looked like she was in collage. Maybe she was old enough, but the way her outfit was a bit well…slutty…like the Hooters girl waitress outfit slutty, showing off her *cough* immodest *cough* chest. She said with a giggle "Ryuu who are your friends?" So she knows Ryuu?

"Um, they're the guys from the host club, remember I told you about them." She answered. The young woman's face turned dead serious "What are you doing in my house? You better not be trying anything funny on my BABY!" She hissed BABY! "Ma, they just wanted to see our house don't worry." Ryuu laughed nervously MA!

"No way, you guys look so different!" I stated in shock

"Ya, you look beautiful, but your son look anything but. No offense Ryuu." Tamaki Asked. "None takin." Ryuu forgave. While Ryuu was replying his mom's face (for a brief moment, so brief I thought I was seeing thing) flashed a emotion of confusion, but then made an understanding face.

Ryuu P.O.V.

Honey looked up to her and said "Ma' am," "Call me Ayumi." My mom corrected. "Your boobies are huge, you must be triple TRIPLE D" He said sweetly even though he knew VERY WELL he was insulting her, it was probably payback for the comment she gave on them trying something funny. There was silence for a while, then Hikaru started trying very hard not to laugh, then everyone was laughing really hard (EVEN MORI!), except Kyouya but he had a smirk on his face, Haruhi (This is why she is he only host who I like.), Mom, and I looked mortified. I pulled the twins by their ears, and made them sit. This made Tamaki laugh harder, until I pulled Tamaki's too, and made him sit down too. Honey and Mori got the message too and sat down.

"Oh sweetie, I forgot I have an important announcement…" My mom started.

TO BE CONTINUED…

Ok cliffhanger, here's a hint. I will be introducing a character, you know him if you know anime and Japanese music, he he he.