"Welcome Princess," said a tall, prince-like blonde guy, seeming to proclaim himself the leader of the group. "I am Tamaki Suoh, and we, the Host Club, are here for the purpose of bringing joy to the lives of girls everywhere." I stifled a laugh and fought the urge to insult him and make a run for it. "Uh, I'm Kiamai", I managed, holding out my hand, then suddenly wishing I hadn't. "So what's your type? The prince type?" he said, kissing my hand and holding out a rose. "The wild type?" He pointed to a tall quiet guy. "The cool type?" A dark haired guy with glasses. "The loli-shota type?" A small, cute looking boy with blonde hair and a stuffed rabbit. "Or perhaps the little devil type?" Tamaki gestured towards two guys, twins, pretty cute in my opinion. "Or maybe you prefer the natural type." I guessed that was the suspiciously girly looking guy next to him.
"Eh...I, uh..."
The twins stepped forward. "We're Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin. That's Mori, Hunny, Kyoya, Haruhi, and as you already met, Milord, Tamaki."
Just then, a dark looking figure busted in and appeared beside Tamaki. "Hey, is it just me or did the doors just change?" …
"Suoh," he said darkly. "You dropped this." He handed Tamaki a…cat puppet thing.
"Ah! It's the cursed doll, Beelzneff!" cried Tamaki. The guy, dressed in a black cloak, looked over at me and questioned, "Who's this?"
"That's Kiamai! She's new here." Said Hunny gleefully.
"Hmm…" he seemed to ponder this very clear-cut explanation for a minute, causing me to say defensively, "What's it to you? You have some kind of problem with me being here or something?"
He, looking suddenly rather hurt by this statement, replied, "No…I was just asking…"
"Oh." I backed off, excusing his curiosity. "Who are you?" I asked.
"Nekozawa Umehito, Leader of the Black Magic Club. And this is my voodoo doll, Beelzneff. He says hello." Said Nekozawa, making the doll wave.
I laughed genuinely for the first time in a while. "Hi Beelzneff. I'm Kiamai. Pleasure to make your acquaintance." I said, and shook its…um... paw.
"No!" cried Tamaki. "I was cursed by that doll once! After finding it, I sat down to take a test, and the test was all in a cursed language, and I was breathing heavily."
"Tamaki, that test was in German, and you were out of breath because you had just been running." Explained Kyoya.
I giggled again and asked cunningly, "What type of Host is Umehito?" Through his hood, I could see him blush slightly.
Tamaki seemed bored/unsatisfied with the conversation at this point and explained, "Nekozawa is not a host, nor does he belong to this club. Anyway, it's time to go to class."
I looked at my watch. "Oh, wow. It is. Well I guess I should go and get my seat early so I can find a place where I can't see everyone else whispering to their friends."
"Kiamai, would you accept my escort to class?" asked Nekozawa coolly.
"Oh yeah. Cool." I accepted and we walked to the door.
"That's very unlike Umehito." Commented Tamaki quietly as they left the room. Mori nodded and Hunny suggested, "Maybe he likes Kiamai?"
"I like Kiamai too…" mumbled Hikaru softly.