Chapter 8

Crimson-sensei: Hey! So here's chapter 8, my compadres! Hope you didn't stop reading; I got no reviews for the last chapter except from luigi no. Aliyah... who was the real Aliyah. ;.;

By the way, they both got accounts here!

Ashley: whythefuckiseveryusernametaken
Aliyah: ThisIsProbablyAliyah

Also, I feel a bit bad. Last chapter I said that chapter 8 would feature episode 8... I meant episode 6. XD Gomen'nasai! *bows*

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club. Ashley and Aliyah made me lose in court. -.- Boo. But I do own the OCs, including newcomers Jane and Morgan.


Chapter 8: The Twins' Apprentice!

Aliyah's P.O.V: (Luigi: Finally! Crimson: Shh!)
[next day, after school]

Again, we found ourselves in some weird cosplay outfit, ready to host guests. Today was an Arabian theme. Ashley was dressed as an Arabian princess while I was an Arabian servant. Much to my dismay, it revealed my midriff.

My outfit was a pair of long, thin beige pants with elastic bands at the waist and ankles, a thin cotton crop-top of the same colour with long flowy sleeves and strappy tan sandals.

"Uh, what the hell am I wearing?" Ashley asked in disgust.

Her outfit was similar to Princess Jasmine's outfit from Aladdin, but was purple and the bottom was a long skirt that had splits up to her mid-thighs.

"A traditional Arabian princess-styled outfit to match our Arabian palace theme." Kyoya stated, already in costume.

Ashley rolled her eyes. "Great! Why don't we just get some Arabian horses and tigers and elephants while we're at it?" Sarcasm is my sister's gift. "Are you trying to get me raped? This thing is too provocative!" Kyoya seemed to glare at that question and opened his mouth to speak until...

I'd seriously think he'd go all 'I couldn't imagine someone else daring to lay a finger on you like that.' or something, in a British accent, like what Sebastian Michaelis does from Black Butler, don't cha think, Morgan?" a new voice said.

"Yup." another new voice replied.

We all turned to see a raven-haired girl and a blonde.

"MOMO!" Ashley yelled as she jumped on Morgan, the blonde's, back.

"Oh, gosh." They're back." I hid behind the twins. "Dammit, I thought I lost them!" Hikaru and Kaoru stepped beside me.

"ALIYAH! MY LOVE!" Morgan came running with arms wide open.

"DAMMIT!" I ran into the Dark Magic Club Room, the blonde behind me.

After 10 minutes, we came out of the room, me running to Kyoya and Morgan on my back.

"GET YOUR POLICE GROUP OR WHATEVER! CAT DUDE WOULDN'T CAST A SPELL!" I yelled.

He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and started writing in his black book... I will find out what is written in there. One day.

"I knew you were... unique, but never thought-" I cut him off.

"Finish that sentence and I'll break those precious glasses of yours." I said innocently.

Morgan gave me a rejected face. "B-but, I thought we were together!"

"No. I'm with..." I looked around frantically.

'With what?! The wall? Naah, too... weird. Ashley?... Ew.'

I saw Tamaki handing a rose to Jane, the black-haired girl.

Light-bulb!

I took the rose and kissed it. "I'm plantsexual!"

Everybody looked weirdly at me. No surprise.

"Aliyah, honey, you can't marry a plant." Kaoru said.

"Then... then. HIM!" I jumped on the red-head's back.

My friend glared dangerously at Kaoru, who was sweating up a storm.

"If you hurt her, I'mma write your name in this Death Note. If I run out of space, I'll bring my demon butler. If he can't travel across dimensions, I'll have Jeff the Killer. If that doesn't work... I'll take you on myself." She turned and found Hunny-senpai sleeping... What the heck? It's hosting time! "So. KAWAII!" Morgan squealed. Morgan picked him up and twirled him in her arms. Tamaki and the Hitachiins freaked out.

"ARE YOU NUTS?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Tamaki yelled.

"Put him down! Put him down!" Hikaru and Kaoru practically begged.

Too late. Hunny-senpai's eyes opened slowly as the blonde set the short third-year down. The atmosphere of the room suddenly became ominous.

"Mori-senpai!" the trio of idiots cried out desperately.

"It's fine! Chill. I have to deal with Ashley every morning." I walked up to the half-asleep teen. "Stop being grumpy and I'll get you ice-cream."

"We have to leave now." Jane dragged Morgan away.

"Wait! What about my Death Note?!" Ashley cried out.

Morgan turned and gave a serious face.

"You should've stayed in the Death Note Society. You also had fifty. What happened?"

"I used them all..."

"Then use Aliyah's!" Momo said.

"Whoa. I need those. I'm planning something big." I said.

"Ookay... Let's go!" Jane, again, dragged my blonde habibi out of the Music Room #3.

We got back into place and a few minutes later, the doors opened once more. What we expected to be a herd of marshmallows and blueberries-note: there were male customers-was a small kid.

"Oh! It's a boy!" Kaoru said.

"It doesn't take a genius to figure out that one out." I retorted sarcastically.

The boy had brown hair, gray-black eyes, and wore a forest green suit top with matching shorts, brown shoes and tall white socks.

"Welcome, little one!" the idiot blond said dramatically. "What brings you here? Are you lost?"

"Are you the king?" the kid asked.

"Huh?" Tamaki leaned closer.

'Oh, gosh...! Why the fuck did he ask that?!'

"I asked, are you the king?" the brunet repeated.

"Yes, I am the King!" He started to sparkle and go all dramatic.

"Oh, boy." Ashley sighed.

"My name is Shiro Takaoji. I'm a fifth year elementary student. I come to be the King's apprentice!"

Kyoya was writing something down in his black book, Hunny was eating ice-cream, Mori watching, the male twins laughing and Tamaki was in his dreamworld. Haruhi, my imouto and I sweat-dropped.

"Shiro-san, may we ask why you seek Tamaki-senpai's... 'knowledge'?" I asked with an innocent voice.

I could feel everyone's gaze, as if they were thinking, "What is she planning?"

"I wanna learn how to become a Host!" Shiro replied.

"Well, why don't you learn from the best?" I grinned mischievously.

"What do you mean?" Oh, the denseness of rich kids!

Ashley got the message and came to my side dramatically, like Team rocket from Pokemon.

"Us. We can teach you how to woo a girl." Ashley smirked.

"Really?!" His eyes widened as we nodded.

"Let's start!" I blew a whistle that randomly appeared on my neck.

Mori's P.O.V:

Interesting. Very Interesting.

At the moment, the rest of the club members, excluding Haruhi and me, were peeking above the couch. The newest recruits were teaching Shiro-san how to speak with a British accent.

"He doesn't need to know how to speak with a British accent! He needs to know the language of love!" Suoh said. He approached the group and handed a rose to the elementary student. "Bonjour! Comment ça va?" he asked.

"What did he say?" Hikaru and Kaoru asked.

"He said, 'Hello. How are you?'" I replied.

"Whoa! It has spoken!" the long-haired purplette gasped, amazed.

"And in French!" her sister finished.

"Formidable!" they both said together and clapped.

"Why don't you ever call me that?!" Tamaki childishly asked. It was annoying.

"Because he's formidable." Ashley complimented me.

"And you're fort minable." Aliyah stated bluntly. The second-year retreated to a corner of the room.

If I would let myself, I would've smiled. The girls high-fived each other and grinned in approval.

Ashley's P.O.V:

I sat on the couch, moping. Shiro-boy wouldn't accept our advice. He said it wasn't going to work, so the idiot "king" took over.

Currently, the elementary kid was staring intently at Tamaki flirting with some girl with Botox lips. Those lips tho...

"Let's show this kid who's the real professionals." I said. I ain't giving up.

"Oui, oui." Aliyah agreed.

We walked to the center of the room and we got a pot of tea, sat down and started an "innocent" convo with two guys who were our customers.

"'Ello there, mates." I greeted in a British accent.

"Do you want some," Wink-wink. "tea?"

Kyoya walked up to us with a glare. "What are you doing?"

Doing our job." I sassed. Persassy at it again! "Is that a prob, Kyoyo?"

"You jelly?" Aliyah smirked.

"What did you just call me?" Megane-boy ignored my twin, glaring at me.

"What, Kyoyo? That's just my little name for you." I said, looking innocently lost.

My senpai looked ready to argue back, but was interrupted by Shiro's yelling.

"I wanna learn how to host women! I don't have much time...!"

'Huh? What does he mean by that?' I glanced at Aliyah, who shrugged.

When I finally looked at the kid, I saw Shiro in a cage.

"Ano, uh, isn't this a music room?" Haryhi sweat-dropped. I shrugged.

"I honestly don't know anymore." i sighed.

"You're an expert, right? then you've gotta help me!"

Tamaki suddenly agreed and we all sweat-dropped. The cage rose into the ceiling again. Suddenly, a rumbling motor noise was heard, and up came the club's manager, otaku Renge Hoshakuji.

I sighed and laid on the couch. Renge took over, so I ignored my surroundings. Plan failure again. I was awakened from my daze by, again, Shiro, who bolted out of the room.

"I've had it! i came here to be taught, but you all just fool around!"

"Guess 'naughty' wasn't his thing." Tamaki's serious demeanour was on.

"But didn't you notice something?" the brunette asked. "He was talking about running out of time. Why is he rushed?"

"Hm..."

Minutes later, we found ourselves at the Ouran Elementary Division Institute. Hunny-senpai was in a green uniform while Haruhi, Aliyah and I wore the brown middle-school uniform, Haruhi wearing a wig. The guys were hiding, but I knew they'll show themselves soon. It's like they have ADD or ADHD mixed with caffeine high symptoms.

"Why are we here?" Haruhi groaned. "We stick out like sore-thumbs." I sighed.

"Let's get this over with." Aliyah said, marching onward. The rest of us followed.

We tried to keep low profiles, but it was hard. Little kids whispered from left to right.

"They act like teens." I deadpanned. "Annoying, gossiping preps."

"At least their uniforms are normal." Ali grumbled.

"This is Shiro's classroom! When I was in elementary, this was my class, too!" the Loli-boy said.

"Wow! This was our classroom, wasn't it? Kaoru looked at his brother, both appeared from... nowhere.

"Wonder if my desk is still here." Hikaru wondered.

Suddenly, I felt someone looming over me, and then a strong pair of arms wrapped around my shoulders. Warm breaths were blown into my left earlobe, and extra weight was added to my back.

"You look adorable." Kyoya's voice rang through my ears. It was quiet, low and husky. Immediately, my face and ears became the darkest shade of red ever... possible.

"Blushie, blush, blush!" Hikaru and Kaoru sang.

"I SHIP IT!" Aliyah yelled.

"Quiet! Someone's coming!" Haruhi made the classic move of closing the castle and throwing the key away. I saw the idiot trio blushing.

We hid under some desks and once we knew all was fine, we got out.

"Hey, look! Is that Shiro?" I heard Aliyah ask.

Quickly, I shoved Kyoya's arms off of me and walked towards the rest of the members, who were looking at some framed picture on the wall.

"The music club?" I asked.

We then made it our mission to find the elementary Music Room. Hopefully, it wasn't as weird as ours. We saw Shiro sitting at a window seat, looking off in a daze. A girl with mousy brown hair in pig-tails went up to him, holding a book. They talked, Shiro shaking his head and the girl looking slightly disappointed before walking to a grand piano.

A melodious noise was heard from the instrument. The grade-scholar seemed peaceful, and Shiro seemed to sway at the music, a small smile gracing his usual angry face.

"Jigglypuff! Jiggly." I whacked my sister's head.

"You're not a Pokémon!" I hissed.

"But you are. Ashy Washy! I choose you!" I flinched.

'Oh, is she dead or what?!'

"'Ashy Washy'?" Hunny-senpai asked.

"Yes. Ashy Washy is a Fire-type Pokémon. When provoked beyond belief, it transforms into a Grumpy Ashy." Aliyah grinned.

"THAT'S IT! YOU'RE DEAD MEAT!"

"Uh-oh! ASHY WASHY EVOLVED!" With that, Aliyah ran away.

"Ashy Washy, hm?" Kyoya gave an amused face.

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up." I snarled. "This is why I need more Death Notes..."

"Why, hello there, princess. Would you mind telling me who that young girl playing the piano is?" Tamaki asked a grade-scholar, handing her white rose.

I deadpanned. 'He'd be the first one written down. That idiot pedo king...'

"Um, that's Hina Kamishiro. Her family's moving away to Germany next week, because of her father's job."

Ohh...

"Hey, what are you idiots doing here!?" Our attentions turned to the young, loud-mouth kid.

Tamaki casually went up and slung the brunet over his shoulder, who was flailing is arms and legs and was protesting.

"I'm sure this would raise many questions if we were in America." I heard my twin's voice say beside me.

"We're not in America, though." I spat back, still prissed about my hated nickname and her sharing it with the Hosts. Great, now Kyoyo-head has a pet-peeve for me.

We soon noticed that we were behind everyone else, and rushed to catch up. The hosts were walking towards the high-school division. Once back in Music Room #3, the blond placed Shiro down, not gently, might I add, and sat at a grand piano that appeared out of nowhere.

"You said you wanted to learn how to make women happy, right? Stop bluffing. It was her, wasn't it?" Tamaki started playing a song on the piano, one that sounded more melodious than that Kamishiro-girl's. We were all silent. When Tamaki finished, he stood up and plopped Shiro in his place. "Now, our mission is to make every girl happy, no matter the age! You will be taught how to play the piano like a true gentleman. The Sonatas, the Sonatinas, Gavottes, Bourrées, all of it! We'll cram your week! Every morning, lunch break..."

A small smile appeared on my lips and I sighed.

'Yup. That's the Tamaki we all know and love.'

At the end of the week, we got dressed up. Apparently, Hina was going to play a duet with Shiro before she leaves.

The guys, and Haruhi, wore suits while my sis and I wore, ugh, dresses. A corset top with spaghetti straps, the lace being black, that reached to our knees. My dress was magenta while Aliyah's was a cerulean blue.

I had asked why we couldn't wear suits too. This was Kyoya's response:

"It is not proper for a lady to wear boyish clothing. Haruhi is an exception because she is pretending to be a boy to repay her debts. Besides," He leaned into me at this point and was whispering. "That dress suits you perfectly." My face heated up again. It sounded more like a seductive purr rather than an innocent whisper.

I elbowed him and went to my place beside Mori and Hunny. Aliyah was put across from me and she noticed my blush. She raised a brow, a smirk covering her face. I gave her a glare.

"Quickly! she's here!" Tamaki said.

We got into a bowing position and said "Welcome!" as the door opened, revealing Hina Kamishiro. The blond told her that Shiro would like to play a duet with her. and they did.

"I wanna join!" Aliyah whined. I nodded in agreement.

"I bet you don't know how to play." said Kaoru.

"Wanna bet?" Aliyah sassed. She went up to a random keyboard and started to play the Doctor Who theme song.

"Boom! i said once finished."

Next week was full of funniness. Shiro, temporarily, joined the club, and took on the role of the naughty type. The female population was immediately in love with him, much to Tamaki's dismay.

On the way home, my sister and I went to get ice-cream. I thought about how Kyoya acted today. He was... out of it.

I can't let him too close to me, no matter what. We made a promise, Aliyah and I, that no one would ever get close to our hearts.

It was the only way to make sure we wouldn't get hurt again.


Crimson-sensei: I'm planning on changing my pen-name. Have any suggestions? Something that includes Crimson, and Sensei, Dragon or Reaper. Leave suggestions in your reviews, please!

I've become rather addicted to "Hello Sleepwalkers", the opening from Noragami. And Attack on Titan/Shingeki no Kyojin's opening, too.

So happy to finish typing this before my trip to Quebec. You got fluff, canon-ish plot, funnies and randomness! What could get any better than that?

Hikaru: Faster updates. -_-

Crimson-sensei: Well, excuse me that I prefer keeping my grades up.

"Fort minable" means "very much pathetic".

Virtual cupcakes to those who can guess all of the shows/fandoms mentioned!

R&R! What does Ashley mean by the promise of not letting anyone close to her heart? Who else had hurt the female twins, other than their mom's old friend? Who will they get paired up with?

Hikaru: WHY ARE YOU ASKING ALL OF THESE QUESTIONS?! YOU'RE THE AUTHORESS!

Crismon-sensei: Because I honestly don't know. -.-

This story is also going to be under revision. There are grammar, my-writing-style and... other errors that need to be corrected.

Goal: Can we get 100 reviews by chapter 20? Maybe sooner?