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"YAY!" Honey cheered, jumping off Mori's shoulders and running over to Mirabella, "Mira-chan's joining the host club! Yay!" He wrapped his arms around her waist as gently as he could in his excitement. Mira laughed and petted the blonde's head.
"Mira-sempai!" Tamaki cheered, running over to her and putting his arms around her neck, "You have no idea how happy daddy is! This is going to be so much fun!" Mira elbowed his gut and he leaned over, holding it in pain.
"No hugs." Mira said.
"But Honey-sempai gets to!" Tamaki whined, Mira turned to the host in question and ruffled his hair.
"That's because Honey-sempai's very sweet and he's trying very hard not to hurt me." Mira said, "That, and I trust him more than you." A waterfall of tears began pouring down Tamaki's face.
"What about us?" The twins asked, sliding over on both of her sides. Mira stared at them gruffly.
"Not really." She said, "It's kind of hard to trust the two openly incestuous twins." The twins pouted and pulled away.
"As excited as I'm sure everyone is," Kyoya began, "We have some business to discuss concerning our latest member." Everyone looked over at him, "Mira-sempai is going to need a type."
Mira quirked an eyebrow at him, "Type of what?" She asked. Tamaki shot up from his depression.
"That's right!" He said, "Mira-sempai needs a type!"
"Type of what?!" Mira asked again, Tamaki turned to her.
"Why, a hosting type, of course." He said, "Everyone in the host club has one." He pointed to himself, "Like I am the princely type, Honey is the boy Lolita, the twins are the devil type, Mori is the wild type, Kyoya's the cool type, and Haruhi is the natural type." He pointed to each host as he named their type, "We're not really familiar with host types for girls…"
"But we know someone who is!" The twins sang.
Mirabella looked over at them and was about to ask who when she suddenly heard the sound of someone going, "Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!" Then the ground began to shake, and for a moment, she thought it was an earthquake, but quickly realized it was the effects of a powerful motor. The laughing continued as a podium began to slowly drill its way up out of the ground, with a girl in the Ouran school uniform standing on top of it. She had long, light brown hair, the bangs held back by a big, pink ribbon. She stood with her fists on her hips and her legs spread apart. She kept laughing as the podium came to a stop three feet above the ground.
When it came to a complete stop, she stopped laughing and changed her position. She put her legs together and stood up straight, placing her elbow in one hand and her other hand under her chin, closing her eyes.
"The host club is finally adding a female into the mix!" She said, opening her eyes to reveal two brown orbs, "This is truly a day to be remembered." Mirabella grimaced as she went into a girly sort of fan-mode, "Do you know how many love triangles can be made from this?! Oh, the drama!"
"I agree wholeheartedly, Renge-kun." Kyoya said, "But first we must decipher her type before any pairings can be made for your host club doujinshi's." The girl nodded and jumped off the podium, walking up next to him.
"You couldn't be more right, Kyoya!" She said, "Now, to create her type, we must first evaluate her appearance!" A determined fire shone in her eyes. "First! The dye job!" She pointed to Mira's neon blue streak, and Mira fingered it unsurely, "The foreign look of her face!" She pointed to her face and Mira stared at Renge's finger, "The sloppy way she dresses in the school uniform!" She pointed to Mira's un-tucked shirt, loose tie, open jacket, and somewhat messy slacks. Mira looked down at her clothes, pulling on the shirt a little, "Her gigantic chest!" Renge pointed to Mira's D-cup sized breasts, and Mira immediately covered them with a blush, "And finally…!" Renge did a dramatic twirl and pointed her finger at Mira's mouth, "Her perfectly refined, and totally never-been-kissed lips!" Mira's blush deepened.
"Who the hell said I haven't been kissed?" She demanded angrily, but Renge ignored her.
"Next, we take in her personality!" Renge said, she held up her index finger, "Firstly! She participates in kendo, and she's good at it." She held up another finger, "Secondly! She's protective of her younger sister." She held up another finger, "Thirdly! She has a rough outside, but a possibly a soft inside." She held up a fourth finger, "And fourthly!" She dramatically pointed her finger at Mira, "She is, without a doubt, a virgin!" Mira opened her mouth to say something, but then shut it.
"Actually, I'm not ashamed to admit that." She said, "Virginity is virginity, after all."
"She can also be very easy-going!" Renge said, "And with the facts that I've been given as to who she is, I can determine that Mirabella Marino is, in fact…!" All the host club members leaned in to hear her answer as she took a dramatic pause, "The Tomboy type! Also sometimes referred to as the Tsundere." Tamaki, Hikaru, Kaoru, and Honey 'ooh'ed at her answer. Mirabella raised an eyebrow at her answer.
"That's it?" She asked, "I could have told you that."
"So, for this type, you need to act accordingly!" Renge said, ignoring her once more, "You've already gotten how to dress for the part, but you need to act like it, too." Mira listened with feigned interest as Renge went into a rant, explaining to her in unnecessary detail how to be a Tomboy type hostess.
"I feel so stupid…" Mira mumbled as she pulled on her costume. The host club had decided on doing the theme of cowboys and Indians for the day, and she was dressing up in a very poorly made Pocahontas costume. She pulled the only strap onto her shoulder and looked at herself in the mirror. The dress showed a lot more skin than she would have liked, showing off her bare legs and arms. She was thankful the twins were able to get her a strapless bra to wear underneath, at least. She sighed and walked out of the dressing room, "Okay, I'm done."
"Mira-chan!" Honey cheered, prancing over to her, "Look! We match!" He pointed to his little Indian costume and then to hers. Honey was without a shirt, and he wore little baggy pants, the head band on his head had two feathers put into it, one red, one white, and his face had been decorated in Indian style markings. Even his favorite stuffed pink bunny had been dressed up for the day. Mira smiled at him.
"Yeah, I guess we do." She ruffled his hair and walked past him, when she suddenly felt two pairs of arms grab her own. "Hey!" She glared at the two twins, dressed in identical cowboy outfits.
"You're not ready yet!" The twins said, and they began to drag her away.
"You still need to have face paint!" Hikaru said.
"And we need to style your hair!" Kaoru said. Mira glared at the two of them.
"Since when did I ask for your help?" She demanded with a snarl, she tried to squirm out of their hold, but they would not let go. "No! I don't wanna!" It was at that moment, Isabella decided to walk in to see how her sister was doing, only to see her being dragged unwillingly into a back room by the twins, "Let me go, dammit!" They shut the doors behind her, and the younger sister felt a strange sense of dread. Tamaki saw her come in and walked over to her.
"Did Mira invite you again, Isabella-chan?" He asked, Isabella looked up at him.
"No, I was just asked to give her this." Isabella held up a white envelope, "I don't know who they were, but they told me to give it to my sister."
"What is it?" Tamaki asked, taking the envelope from her hands. Isabella shrugged.
"I don't know." She replied, "I haven't opened it yet." Honey and Mori came over, having overheard the entire conversation.
"Who's it from?" Honey asked, taking the envelope from Tamaki's hands. Isabella shrugged again.
"I don't know." She said again, "But I know he doesn't go to our school, he was wearing a totally different uniform." Honey reached up to show it to Mori, who took it from him.
"Maybe it's a love letter!" Honey suggested cheerily. Mori felt himself twitch at the statement, he didn't really like the idea of Mira getting a love letter from someone…
"DAMN YOU TWINS!" Mira shouted angrily, "I'M GONNA KLL YOU!" The twins ran out of the room, Mira hot on their tails. Her hair had been braided and held back by a headband, and her face had a few Indian-style marks on her face that were mostly pink and red, and a smudged heart had been painted on her cheek. The twins ran away as she held out her hands, ready to strangle them both.
"Hey, Mira!" Isabella called out, getting her attention. The older sister stopped in her tracks and saw her sister standing over by some of the other host club members. She waved her over and Mira did so. Isabella looked her up and down confusedly, "What are you wearing?"
"My costume." Mira said nonchalantly.
"I thought you only had to dress up as a maid?" Isabella asked.
"Oh, yeah, well…" Mira began, "See, the thing is…"
"Mira-sempai's part of the host club now!" Tamaki said, grabbing onto Mira's shoulders and pulling her into his arms. He rubbed his cheek against the top of her head, "Now daddy's little girl can have just as much fun as daddy does!" Mira glared at him and punched his chin, making him back off, holding it tenderly, "Ow! Why do you keep doing that?"
"Why do you keep calling yourself 'daddy'?" She asked, "It's a little creepy, you know." Tamaki frowned at her, Mira ignored him and turned back to her sister, "So, yeah, I'm doing the host club thing now. It's an easier way to pay off my debt, when I consider my options." Isabella's face broke out into a huge grin. She hugged her sister around the neck.
"Oh, yay! Mira, I'm so happy for you!" She said, "You finally made some good friends!" Mira scowled and pushed her sister away.
"How many times do I have to say it? They're not my friends!" Mira shouted, Isabella nodded with a sly smile.
"Sure, they're not." She said, she took the envelope from Mori's hands and gave it to her, "By the way, someone asked me to give this to you." Mira took the envelope from her sister and began opening it.
"Who was it?" She asked, Isabella shrugged.
"I don't know," She said, "But his uniform was kind of greenish, and his hair was all spiked up." Mira looked up in surprise.
"Seriously?" She asked, her sister nodded, she looked back at the envelope pulling out the letter. On the inside it read,
New time: 10:30
Sunday.
Usual spot.
-K
The host club looked over her shoulder as she read the letter.
"What kind of love letter is that?" The twins asked, Mira jumped and hugged the letter to her chest so they wouldn't see it.
"It's not a love letter, you morons!" She said, she tore up the letter and crumpled it up, throwing it away, "It's just junk mail." She walked away from the group of hosts who stared after her. Tamaki was about to ask something when the clock struck four, and they got into their positions (They pushed Mira into her spot next to Mori because they never told her where she was supposed to go.)
Each girl went to their favorite host, letting Mira be by herself. She wasn't surprised that none of the girls wanted to talk to her, even if they did, it wouldn't have made a difference in her debt.
"M-Mirabella-san?" She looked up to see a familiar face looking back at her in shock.
"Ka-Kasanoda-san!" Mira exclaimed, her face flushing in shame when he saw her looking up and down, "Uh, I-I can explain…"
"What are you wearing?" Kasanoda asked, "I thought you just cleaned up after the host club!"
"I do! Well, I used to…" Mira said, "Look, it's a long story, okay?"
"What's this?!" Renge's voice called out, the two looked to see a huge crowd of fan girls looking at them, "Ritsu Kasanoda has a new love interest!"
"Love interest?!" Kasanoda and Mirabella exclaimed at the same time, both their faces flushed furious shades of red as they began to stutter out excuses.
"No! No, no, no! It's not like that!" Kasanoda said.
"Yeah, Kasanoda-san and I are just friends!" Mirabella said, then a thought occurred to her, "By the way…" She turned to him, "What are you doing here, Kasanoda-san?" He jumped at the question.
"Um…" His flush deepened, "Yeah, I came to see Haruhi." Mira raised an eyebrow at his behavior, then she figured out why.
"Oh, right." She said, "Okay, well I won't stop you."
"Why are you here, in that get up, exactly?" Kasanoda asked.
"Oh, I'm the newest member of the host club." Mira said idly, not seeing the huge reaction from the fan girls, "First hostess, apparently."
"Seriously?" Kasanoda asked, "Why?"
"I have a debt to pay, so I cut a deal." Mira said, "Do you know how much work I end up having to do because these guys can't clean up after themselves?" She pointed her thumb at the host club, "It's ridiculous! You'd think that they'd know how to do it, but no. They end up hiring maids or something instead."
"So, you can be designated?" Kasanoda asked.
"Only by men." Mira said, "I have to designated by guys to get my debt paid off. Women can too, it just wouldn't make a difference."
"Oh, well…" Kasanoda said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head, "I still want to designate Haruhi, so…"
"Didn't you hear what I said before, moron?" Mira asked, "I said I'm not going to stop you. Go ahead." Kasanoda grinned and nodded at her as he went over to Haruhi's table. Mira walked over to her own table and was surprised to already see a few boys from the kendo team there. "Hey, guys."
"Hey, Marino-sempai." One of them, his name was Shiro, greeted back.
"I didn't think I'd get anyone today." She said, sitting down next to Shiro, "Least of all someone from the kendo club."
"Yeah, well, Ootori-san came over and told us we could designate you as a host." Takahiro said, "And… well, we had to come see it." Mira rolled her eyes inwardly.
"Okay, well," She made herself comfortable on the couch, "Let's get this thing started then."
"Bye guys!" Mira waved to the three boys, "I'll see you tomorrow!"
"Bye, Marino-sempai!" Shiro called.
"Goodbye!" The other boys called, walking out after the girls. Mira's eyes widened when she saw one of them turn around and come back, his face flushed.
"Um… Marino-sempai?" He asked, smiling sheepishly.
"Yes, Akito-san?" Mira asked.
"Um… tomorrow…" He looked down at his hands, "Can I designate you tomorrow…?" Mira smiled brightly.
"Of course you can!" She said happily, "I'd really appreciate that, Akito-san!" His blush deepened.
"Okay… Um…" He started to walk away, "See you tomorrow then…" He quickly rushed out so no one would see his flushed face. Mira waved goodbye.
"See you!" She chirped, once the door shut she wiped the smile from her face and slumped her shoulders, "Oh my God. How do you guys do this every day?" She rubbed her cheeks, "I haven't fake laughed so much in years! My cheeks are so freaking sore." The twins slid up to her side.
"Maybe you just need to smile more." Hikaru said.
"Yeah, be happy!" Kaoru said. Mira glared at them.
"I am happy." She growled.
"Then where's your smile?" The twins asked, pointing to smiles on their own faces. An angry vein appeared on Mira's head as she glared at them.
"I'll be smiling when you two are smashed to a pulp!" She snarled, shaking her fist threateningly, the twins instantly backed off. Mira relaxed, putting her hands on her hips. She turned to Kyoya, "I didn't think you'd go to the kendo team for my first customers. Then you had me dress up in that skimpy thing. That's pretty sneaky."
Kyoya grinned as he pushed his glasses up his nose, "Actually, you'd be surprised at how many admirers you've gained from the kendo team alone. I simply used that to my advantage, the fact that the twins made your outfit, as you put it, 'skimpy' is just plain luck."
"Right." Mira said, not believing him for a second.
Short? Yes.
Useless to the story? No.
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