(A.N: I am so sorry it took me so long to get this up! Oh and please tell me what you liked or didn't! Any way i won't distract you any longer enjoy)
"So Alexy how do you plan to be a host if you let it out that you're a girl," question Kyouya the moment I walked in.
'He's like a cold tax collector…'
"I'll be a hostess. I already had girls and boys in my classes saying they'll request me. And with me being a hostess I could increase your profits almost by 50% because I will get the boy population of the school," I replied as I pulled a red vine out of thin air and started munching on it.
"Hn," was his reply.
'One Alexy zero Kyouya!'
"Hey Alexy-Chan how do you do that," asked honey.
"Do what?"
"Make things appear out of thin air."
"Oh it's just something I picked up in America. I knew a magician and I learned from him."
"Wow! Can you teach me sometime?!"
"Of course I can kiddo. Just remind me later," I replied ruffling his hair. He giggled and ran off to find Mori.
'I wonder where Haru and the twins are…'
'You worried?'
'No just curious.'
That's when I heard the door open and the twins and Haruhi tumble in panting and slam the door behind them.
"What was that about," I asked and got a glare from all 3.
"Your stupid fans chased us down the hall asking questions about you," Said Kaoru as he plopped on a sofa.
"In the two days people have known about you, you've got about half the school after you," said Hikaru looking annoyed as he sat next to his brother.
'Not again! They were bad in America I don't need them here!'
'I am so glad I'm stuck in your head!'
Tamaki was hugging Haruhi mumbling about evil fan boys and girls and how he would protect his daughter from them. Haruhi had a small blush and I winked at her making her blush deepen.
It wasn't long before we all took our positions and the host club was open. Everyone went to their spots and began to host. I sat in a chair with a high back and was surrounded by three sofas.
"Hello ladies, gentlemen, Thank-you for coming to see me."
"Um Alexy," Maria asked.
"Yes my Blood Doll," I replied falling into character.
"Um how are you ok after Jumping out the third story window?"
"It takes a lot more than that to kill me. Now enough about me I want to hear about you Suckling's."
They talked and I kept my voice silky and made sure the conversation kept going. That's when I noticed a girl standing around the entrance. I looked at the twins and nodded my head toward the door. They went to greet the girl and I turned back to my customers.
'For some reason I have a bad feeling about this girl.'
'Yeah I do to. Just be alert.'
I was brought out of my thoughts by the girl screaming.
"Don't touch me you phony!"
'Well looks like Tamaki's act doesn't work on every girl.'
The girl went on yelling and I apologized to my guests.
"I'm so sorry my dear suckling's but can we end early? It appears one of the hosts has upset a girl and I should probably help before it gets out of hand. I do hope to see you tomorrow though."
They all agreed and left. I walked over just in time to watch the girl step on Tamaki and call Kyouya her fiancée.
"I just loved it when you reached out to that poor kitten and were admiring the flowers when you thought no one was looking," the girl said.
'This girl ha crazy written all over her…'
'She is insane if she thinks Kyouya is like that…'
"Um could you have the wrong person," Haru asked.
"Of course not I would know my love anywhere! He's gentle and kind to everyone but never asks for anything in return. He likes solitude but in fact he sometimes gets lonely. He looks like the star in the popular dating sim Uki-Doki Memorial!"
"Otaku," Yelled Tamaki.
"I've never seen one," yelled the twins.
Kyouya then explained that the girl isn't his fiancée and in fact he's never met the girl. She just likes a game character that looks like him.
'She really is crazy… She wants to wear a sandwich board!'
Renge Proclaimed herself manager and everyone sighed though Tamaki looked like he thought it wasn't such a bad idea.
I left the school with Haruhi. I had to tell her my address before she would let me go. It's nice to know she's worried about me.
My house was actually quite large for just me. You entered the house and immediately saw the black grand staircase. To your left were three large archways that lead into the kitchen. The Kitchen was large, all of the cabinets where white while the counter tops were black Granite. The stove and Fridge were also black but my mixer and fruit bowl were a crimson red. A Black door connected the Kitchen to the dining room. The walls were white but all of the furniture was black. On the right side of the room was another door that leads back to the main room. On the left side of the room was a set of black doors. Behind those door was the living room. The room had a big flat screen TV, a three person black leather couch, a comfy black chair, and a circle red love seat. Attached to the room was a half bathroom. If you were to go up the stairs you would see five doors. The first on your left was an office of sorts. It held my books and all of my movies. The room like the rest of the house was painted white but had black furniture. The first door on your right was Alex's room. It had a closet, a king sized bed, two nightstands holding candles. In the corner was a chair with a tall back that sat next to a Bookcase that held the books my brother loved. The second door to your right was my room. The bed had black covers to match the bed frame. The sheets were a deep red along with my pillow cases. I had nightstands on each side of the bed. The only other piece of furniture was a black beanbag chair. The other rooms were guest rooms that each had a bathroom attached. The one room I liked most was the one behind the stairs. It was my private room. It wasn't my bedroom but a room I didn't want anyone else to enter. The room was the biggest one in the house. It held my violin, a piano, and many canvases. It also held Pictures. They were spread across the walls with no organization. I had just put them up randomly on the wall but they did follow a sort of timeline. This room also held the only computer in the house. The room had no windows and unlike the rest of the house the walls were pitch black and the furniture was white the walls were covered with unnamed paintings and the photos. But my favorite part of the room was what covered the wall furthest from the door. It was covered with guns and knives of different kinds.
I had almost forgotten about this house until the host wouldn't let me go back to my apartment. I had set it up not long after I moved here but I was kinda busy with other things so I forgot about it.
'Well home sweet home….'
I went into my bedroom and plopped on the bed. In a few minutes I was fast asleep.
