"I'm sorry. I didn't kn- know th- this room was already t-taken," I stuttered. They were scary. Unison scared the crap out of me.
"Oh please stay! We'd love to meet the Gypsy group's leader," two twins said in unison, each taking one of my arms. Now here were the real Twiddle twins.
"First of all, we hate the word gypsy. We are Bohemian. And second, I don't appreciate the whole creepy unison thing. Now what do you want?" I asked, hands on my hips. I looked at them all and stopped at one with large brown eyes and brown hair.
"What are you staring at?" he asked. I walked over and gave her a card. "What's this?" she asked.
"It's my group's numbers and our room numbers. If you need any support with the whole cross dresser thing, my friend Alex would be willing to listen. He's a cross dresser, too," I smiled at him or her, what ever she preferred.
"Oh, um, I'm not a cross dresser," she said.
"H-h-h-h-how did you know?!" a blonde practically yelled at me.
"Bohemians can pick out any homo, cross dresser, or poser from a mile away. And I'm sensing a poser right now! I'll give you a hint. He's right in front of me," I smiled innocently.
"W-w-w-w-what?" he said weakly and went to sulk in his emo corner.
"Pathetic," I said under my breath.
"Amazing," a guy with glasses smiled.
"Who, me? Or was it my ability to kill the king's ego?" I asked.
"Even more incredible. You're pretty smart miss…" he trailed off.
"Aika. Aika Lee," I said extending my hand to him. A little boy intercepted it and started dancing around with me with a pink bunny.
"Aika Lee, Aika Lee! A beautiful butterfly in a tree!" he sang spinning me around. I laughed.
"You've got a need to rhyme? Come visit me any time! We could use your poetry talent. You'll be on our next additions ballot," I rhymed back.
"She's good," the twins said. I smiled. Not all of these rich bastards weren't too bad.
"So what are Bohemians?" the little boy asked.
"I won't tell you unless you have a piano," I said.
"We have one! Come with me miss Lee!" the boy said dragging me to a large curtain. His friend opened the curtain and I saw a grand piano.
"Thank you. Now," I said sitting down, "for a taste of Bohemia." I began to play a song George wrote for our group. It was our theme. Bohemian life, as he called it was pure jazz. Gotta love George.
"Bohemia, Bohemia, a poor man's world of art. Bohemia, Bohemia, where did it all start? Back when anarchy was craved, Bohemians emerged to fill the stomach of those dwellers in caves. One taste later, Bohemia was born and that's where we'll stay forever more," I sang while playing. The prince was out of his corner and listening too. The little boy clapped the loudest of the group. I laughed.
"Bravo! Encore, encore!" the tall blonde cheered.
"Not before I learn your names. It's unfair for you to know so much about me, but for me not to know anything of you and your needs. I know so little and all I require is a name and a face to be filled," I said. Some looked lost. They turned to the cross dresser.
"She wants to know our names," she said plainly. There were a few ahs. I giggled a bit. Some of them were just too stupid for their own good.
"I'm Honey, Aika- chan!" the little boy chirped. He was my favorite so far. I looked up at the rest of them.
"Haruhi," the cross dresser said. I nodded.
"Kaoru and Hikaru at your service," the twins said in unison. That helped a lot. Now I had to figure out which one was which.
"Kyouya," the guy with glasses said. I smiled.
"Mori," the tall, dark guy said. Boy, I could see Lilly with him. Too bad she's with Catherine.
"And I am your resident prince charming, Tamaki," the blonde said bowing. Oh shoot me now. This guy is way too obnoxious.
"Any nick names?" I asked. It might be easier to know nicknames.
"Honey is my nickname and Mori is Takashi's nickname too! Haruhi doesn't have a nick name. Nor do Hikaru or Kaoru. But we call Kyouya mommy some times and Tamaki daddy, prince, milord, the boss, or the king," Honey explained enthusiastically. Wow, a married couple.
"Mommy and daddy? I don't even want to know," I laughed. We all chatted and sang a few songs for a while before I left. Each gave me a rose on the way out. A pink rose from Honey, a red rose from Haruhi, a blue rose from Hikaru, an orange rose from Kaoru, a dark blue rose from Mori, a violet rose from Kyouya, and a white rose from Tamaki. These would brighten up the room Rene and I shared perfectly. The host club wasn't too horrible, I just hoped the guys wouldn't be too hard on them.