I believe that many of you will hate me because of what I wrote later in this chapter, but I really hope you don't! If it's any consolation, your wish for moe will be achieved in the next few chapters :D
Anywhoo, I think that it's pretty clear I do NOT own the characters or storyline in Ouran Highschool Host Club (neither the manga nor the anime).
So, on with the story, and enjoy :D
After all their guests had left for the day, the Host Club Members were simply tidying up - a way to make the Host Club seem more gentlemanly, as Kyoya put it. Haruhi was the first to put everyone's thoughts into words, "That was…annoying."
"Although I agree, I'm afraid that there is nothing to be done about the incessant music until we get rid of the fanclub that will undeniably appear soon." Kyoya assured.
"How unfortunate…" Tamaki sighed, serious for once, an unusual occurrence.
After the collective sigh from the other member's, a large rumbling was heard. Everyone turned their heads towards the source of the sound. They were not all that surprised to see Renge appear, but they were when she started laughing loudly. Everyone simply stared, a little perplexed at the sudden burst of joy.
"What are you so happy about?" The twins queried.
Renge just continued laughing, the other people in the room becoming more uncomfortable by the second as it gradually turned into an evil cackle.
"Scary." Hani commented, pulling Usa-chan closer to himself as he decided to hide behind Mori's legs.
The aura around Renge could be seen as it gradually turned creepy and purple. "Since when could we see auras?" Haruhi questioned.
"Apparently we'll be seeing many more strange things other than Hani-senpai's flowers." Kyoya replied, turning away from the frightening sight to write in his notebook, not affected by it at all.
"He's scary too!" Hani cried, now looking at the Shadow King's silhouette, but still hiding behind Mori.
"I get the feeling this isn't going to be good for me…" Haruhi thought aloud to herself as Renge set her demonic gaze on the cross-dresser.
"I'll protect you, Haruhi!" Tamaki shouted, running towards her in order to capture her in a protective hug.
"I can take care of myself, Tamaki-senpai." She deadpanned, stepping towards Renge to leave Tamaki in an uncoordinated heap for the second time that day. But, she soon stopped to look back at their manager with slight fear in her eyes.
"Ha! I knew that I would be able to scare you guys!" the laugher exclaimed, the creepy aura immediately disappearing and a consequential sigh of relief to escape Haruhi. "Well, most of you anyway." Renge commented, looking in the Shadow King's direction. "Regardless, I actually have a way that we might be able to stop these people." Everyone looked curiously at her, even Kyoya turned around sharply.
"Really, Renge-chan?" Hani asked excitedly, his fear dissipating as he smiled largely and jumped in front of his protective barrier (aka: Mori's legs). The Host King and the Hitachiin's also looked excitedly at Renge, wonder apparent in their eyes.
"Yep, your amazing manager, Renge, has made all of you a battle plan! It seems that these people call themselves a fanclub, correct?"
"Yes, that is correct." Kyoya answered.
"Well, that's all we need to know! It seems that these fanclubs are part of specific fandoms, which are large organisations that gather to praise a specific work, whether it be a tv show, manga, anime, cartoon, movie, play, etcetera. The people that make up these organisations can be called otakus, fangirls or fanboys; an otaku can be either gender, but the other two options are gender specific, obviously." She paused to take a short breath before continuing, "It seems that these people go absolutely crazy over these fictional characters; often cosplaying, creating memes or even writing something called FanFiction in order to attempt to quench their desire to meet them. Which is obviously impossible, as the closest they can get is simply meeting the actor, voice actor or mangaka that played or created said characters. I learned all of this on an America website!"
"How-" Kyoya began, a little flustered as he was unable to gather any information on what a fanclub was to begin with.
"I do very thorough research." She simply replied, cutting him off and repeating what she had said earlier to Haruhi. "Also, if you remember, I am an otaku myself."
"Oh yeah, that's right." The twins said, remembering when they had met their first genuine otaku: Renge.
"But, how are we going to stop them?" Tamaki questioned, looking up at Renge with his best puppy-dog face on.
"Aren't you cute, not knowing anything." Renge replied, a small smile on her face, looking as if she was chastising an excitable child. "We simply have to find out how they got here by making them talk, and then make them go back!"
"And how are you planning we do that?" Kyoya asked, always the tactical expert.
"By making them fangirl or fanboy so much that they will answer any of our questions!"
Haruhi, confused as ever, asked "Making them what?"
"Fangirl or fanboy. It means to take advantage of the fact that they are fans and give them what they want."
"What will they want?"
"Well, that will depend on what they're interested in."
"What does that mean?"
"Well, for example, some people will be interested in the twins, so they will want to see them being romantic with one another. Doing this will mean that we will make them so delirious from their joy that they will be willing to answer any questions the twins may ask them."
"So, basically, we will have to act as if we are in the Host Club." Kyoya indicated.
"Kyoya! How could you say something like that!? Our actions in the Host Club are not so shallow, they are whole-hearted! I do not want to hear you talk about our guests in such a superficial manner, as if we do not enjoy our duties and simply want to manipulate them." Tamaki chastised.
"Tamaki, as much as you think we are all as loving as you, most of us do act when we perform our 'duties' as you so eloquently put it."
"Yeah, I mean, we write a script every school-night." Kaoru pointed out.
"And we also have to practice our synchronisation in front of the mirror." Hikaru said. At this, they looked into each other's eyes and shrugged their shoulders.
"Most of the time, I'm wondering what on earth I'll be talking about with the girls." Haruhi stated, "It's kind of hard for me sometimes, so much for the natural type."
"But, Takashi and I always act the same." Hani pointed out, looking up to his cousin's face as Mori nodded in agreement.
"Well, at least I'm not alone." Tamaki sighed. "And shame on the rest of you! I never knew that you were all so two-faced!"
"I think that you've always known that about me, Tamaki." Kyoya stated.
"Yeah, and it's not like we actually love each other romantically." The Hitachiins said.
"And I'm straight." Haruhi pointed out.
"I guess you're right about all that." Tamaki said, sighing once more, feeling somewhat dejected. "But since we're family, I guess that I can live with that."
"Anyway, back to the previous topic!" Renge exclaimed cheerfully, quite done with all the seriousness in the room. "You'll all be attracting different groups from this fanclub, so you're simply going to have to act as moe as you possibly can, and hopefully at least one of you will be able to get some information from them as to how they got here!"
"I guess…" Tamaki sighed (he was doing a lot of that). "I still don't like the idea of manipulating any of them though!"
"Oh, Tamaki, always thoughtful." Kyoya said incredulously.
"Well then, men! I believe that it is time for us to retire tonight, so let us be prepared to begin our fight for privacy on the morn!" the King exclaimed, finding his happiness once more even from the depths of despair, his mood swing somewhat intimidating to the other hosts and Renge. Yet, they all knew that this is what they needed to hear and see at this time.
However, what none of them realised as they travelled home were the many eyes watching them, analysing them and following them.
D-do you hate me? Please don't! There will be much moe in the next few chapters :3
So, until then my pals, this is me signing out :)