Hey. Me again. I'm starving! Well, I *sniffles* don't *watering eyes* own *full on tears* Ouran High School Host C-club! *Hitched sobs*
Chapter Three:
Third Person POV
A beautiful boy rested against the fountain outside of Ouran. His blonde hair caught the light perfectly, and caught on fire as if it were the sun itself. The left side of his hair was pushed behind his ear to reveal two sapphire studs that winked brilliantly off of the light. His eyes were closed and looked as if he were peacefully sleeping, his expression neutral. He wore the Ouran boy's uniform, his blazer was draped precariously over his broad shoulders, his shirt unbuttoned and his tie loose. There were silver glasses hanging loosely on his unbuttoned shirt also. A splash sounded through the air, waking the gorgeous boy from his slumber. He peeled back his lashes revealing the most piercing, stunning emerald eyes.
Ayanokoji, Seika stared wide-eyed at the boy in front of her, her heart quivering. She bowed in apology to the handsome male in front of her, a blush dusting her cheeks.
"I-I apologize f-for waking you!" The boy waved her away before elegantly placing his hands behind his head. Unbeknownst to Ayanokoji, the studded earrings in the boy's ear were silently whispering to him.
"It's okay," He said, his voice as smooth as silk. "What's a beautiful young lady like you getting all wet throwing..." His voice trailed off as he picked up the ID card floating his way. "Fujioka, Haruhi's bag in the fountain?" Ayanokoji flushed.
"Uh, well, I, uh..." Ayanokoji stuttered out. The boy held up a finger and put it to his lips.
"It's okay. I don't really care." The boy's neutral expression never changed. "Just don't get into trouble, okay. Wouldn't want you getting hurt." Ayanokoji swooned and nodded. She turned to leave, but paused.
"W-who a-are you?" She asked nervously.
"Sakura, Kaede." Golden roses and sparkles surrounded Kaede.
"Ayanokoji, Seika." She said before leaving. You made a girl swoon! The amethyst ring on Sakura, Kaede's pinky finger whispered through a telepathic mind link in disgust. You gay womanizer!
"Hey, nobody said I couldn't have some fun with this cross dressing gist, so shut the hell up." Kaede murmured quietly to the ring before sighing and putting Fujioka, Haruhi's ID card—in which he was still holding—into his pocket. Shaking his head, he placed his blazer beside the fountain, rolled up his pant legs, and began digging Fujioka's stuff out of the fountain. Least I could do since I made no move to stop the redhead. He thought to himself. Yeah. And don't forget flirted with the redhead. Kobato Yah-Yah are you jealous, again? Kaede directed toward his ring. Just know you'll always be my favorite...onii-chan? Is that what they call it? Before the said ring could respond, Fujioka, Haruhi ran out towards the fountain.
"Oh, you don't have to do that. I'm so sorry." She blushed, but only slightly, then rolled up her pant legs and began searching also. Kaede waved her off with the same emotionless, indifferent face.
"No. It's okay. I don't mind."
"Thank you, uh..."
"Sakura, Kaede." The studs—Tsubaki—whispered into Kaede's ears.
"You will be attending this Academy next week and are on an academic and creative arts dual scholarship. You will be placed in second year class 2A and—right now—are touring the school's campus." Kaede silently thanked Tsubaki before returning her attention to Fujioka.
"I'm a second year dual scholarship student."
"Well, thank you, Sakura-senpai."
"No problem for me, uh..." Kaede pretended not to know Fujioka's name.
"Fujioka, Haruhi. I'm a first year scholarship student."
"Nice to meet you Haru-chan!" Kaede said, breaking his neutral state for a moment to grin goofily at Haruhi while wiggling his eyebrows. Haruhi just stared and sighed before going back to "searching for her food money." Kaede purposely passed up Haruhi's wallet via Kobato Yah-Yah's instructions to save it for the flamboyant blonde that should arrive any minute.
"Hey, commoner, you've got some nerve skipping out on club activities like that. Hey, why's your bag all wet?"
"It's no big deal; I got it. I just can't find my food money." Haruhi said that last part more to herself than the violet-eyed blond in front her. There was a shift in the water and a light splash as Tamaki Sou rolled up his pant leg, and also began looking for Haruhi's bag. Kaede side-stepped Tamaki in the water so that the new food-money-seeker would be in the area where Haruhi's wallet was. "Hey, don't do that. You'll get all wet!"
"It's okay. People are always telling me that I'm dripping with good looks." Tamaki pulled out Haruhi's wallet and held it in front of her. "Is this what you were looking for?" Haruhi just stared at him, star struck. "Hey, why're you just staring off into space? You're not falling for me, are you?" Haruhi's face heated up and she snatched her wallet away.
"What! No way!" Haruhi exclaimed. Kaede, hoping to remind the two lovebirds that they weren't alone, cleared his throat.
"I wonder who threw you're bag in the—-Oh! Well, who is this?" Haruhi motioned to introduce Kaede, but he beat her to the punch.
"I apologize for the intrusion your majesty but I was helping one of your fellow colleagues in need. My name is Sakura, Kaede and it is an honor to meet you." Kaede said humbly while bowing, following Kobato Yah-Yah's orders, not knowing that the shinki was setting her up. The blonde imbecile rounded on him, hugging and spinning him round and round before setting the expressionless, dizzy green-eyed blonde down to squeal like a girl and hug Haruhi.
"Did you hear that Haruhi! He called me king!" Tamaki gushed, grabbing Haruhi and Kaede before towing them along. "You should really come to the club room with us, my dear boy." Tamaki said before going on and on about beauty and elegance.
Damn you, Kobato Yah-Yah. Damn you straight to the fiery furnace below Hell, where the lowest of the lowest suffer extraordinarily!
I vacation there. You should really come with me sometime. After all, isn't that where you're from? Don't you want to go HOME!
Sweet Ashes
Thank You!