The Mazoku In Ouran
By: moonlightstar12
Warning: Shonen-ai! Yuuram! HikaKao! Other couples are necessary! I'm open for suggestion!
Summary: What happens when Yuuri happens to accidently bring extra people along with him when he goes to Earth and ends up in Ouran instead of his home?
Disclaimer: I don't own Kyou Kara Maou or Ouran High School Host Club! If I did, Yuuri and Wolfram would be a couple and there'd be more hosts in the Host Club.
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Yuuri woke up, suddenly feeling more than a little claustrophobic. There were faces all around him, everywhere he looked, some familiar some unfamiliar. Yuuri looked at the nearest familiar one.
"What happened?" Yuuri groaned. Conrad looked down at him with a sympathetic look.
"You passed out. You used too much energy getting all of us here," Conrad replied.
Yuuri looked passed Conrad and tried to examine the unfamiliar faces again.
He recognized Tamaki from early; kinda hard to forget him.
He noticed the twins, Hikaru and Kaoru, staring at him with mirroring looks of half-worry half-boredom.
Yuuri noticed the small blond that looked too small for high school looking at him, extremely worried. He was asking a tall, black haired, black eyed boy if Yuuri was alright. Except, he called him Yuu-chan. Yuuri was instantly reminded of his mother, but knocked the irrelevant thought away.
The last, unfamiliar face, aside from the dozens of girls, including Hitomi, Sayuri, and Naomi, was a brown haired…boy? The person looked like a boy, but his eyes were too big and round and pretty, he looked feminine. But then again, Wolfram looked feminine, Yuuri was scared to address the person as either a girl or a boy. The person can just be 'the person' for right now.
"Are you alright, Yuuri?" asked Wolfram. He was the second nearest person to him.
Yuuri nodded. "I-I'm fine," Yuuri said, suddenly getting embarrassed by the many people looking at him.
Yuuri sat up and the crowd parted for him. About half of the girls sighed in relief as Yuuri sat up. Greta and the small high school blond was hugging him in an instant.
"Yuuri!"
"Yuu-chan!"
Yuuri struggled with the weight of both of them and ended up falling back down.
Yuuri heard a squeal from some of the girls, exclaiming about how cute Yuuri looked with Greta and the small boy latched onto him like that.
Yuuri didn't understand this and wanted to know where all these people came from, but first, he had to get the two mini-people off of him.
"Greta! Please let me go!" Yuuri exclaimed. Greta giggled and then let him go. One down, one more to go.
"Um…Hey! Boy!" Yuuri said, frustrated that he didn't know his name.
The little blond didn't really pay attention to Yuuri.
Yuuri looked up at the new people with a pleading look. The black haired one reached over and simply plucked the little blond off of Yuuri.
"Taka-chan?" The little blond asked, apparently, he was confused as to why he couldn't stay latched onto Yuuri.
"I have cake," said 'Taka-chan' and he held a small vanilla cake with vanilla icing on it and a strawberry on top.
The little blond brightened up as he took the cake and ate it cutely, little flowers hovering in the background. More girls squealed and moved to watch the little blond, who Yuuri just noticed, was carrying a stuffed bunny rabbit, while 'Taka-chan' loomed over him protectively.
"The small one is Mitsukuni Haninozuka, but we all call him Hunny. And the tall one is Takashi Morinozuka, and we call him Mori," explained the person, seeing Yuuri stare at Hunny and Mori.
Yuuri nodded at the person, but couldn't help but ask, "Um…I'm sorry but, can you tell me, are you a boy or a girl?"
The room went silent. Yuuri looked around and saw Tamaki, Hikaru, Kaoru, Hunny, Mori, that one that reminded Yuuri of Murata, and the person all tense up.
Yuuri blinked owlishly. "I-I-I'm sorry. D-Did I say something wrong?" he asked. The mazoku were all completely alert, taking in their surroundings, making sure that the sudden tension in the room wasn't something like the clam before the storm.
And suddenly, the whole room was waiting for the person's answer. The person laughed nonchalantly, "I'm a boy. Can't you tell?" he said.
The room burst into a shocked laughter.
Yuuri heard a group of girls talking somewhere behind him.
"Of course, Haruhi is a boy. We were silly to think otherwise, even for a second."
"Yeah. Silly us."
The group of girls laughed again.
Yuuri looked back up at the person, finding out that the person's name was Haruhi. Isn't that a girl's name too?
Yuuri decided not to ask. He didn't believe Haruhi when he said he was a boy. He doesn't look very much like one. He doesn't sound like one either. He even has a girl name! But, then again, maybe his parents wanted a girl too? Yuuri brushed it off.
"Can anyone explain to us where we are?" Wolfram asked, getting annoyed with having to stay in an unfamiliar place and not know anything. Yuuri could tell that some of the others were feeling the same way, even though they weren't as bold as Wolfram, to just go and blurt that out.
All the girls in the room suddenly stopped, finally realizing there were other newcomers, other than Yuuri.
Yuuri had to cover his ears as the room exploded in high pitched squeals and screeches.
"Ah! Hey, what was with all the ye-Hey! Get away from me you-Stop!" Wolfram was saying, as he, Conrad, Yozak, and Günter were assaulted with girls, all screaming and yelling about how cute and pretty and hot they were. The girls wanted Gwendal too, but that scary look on his face keep them away from him.
The demon girls (+ Greta), Dorcaskoso, Murata, and Yuuri watched as their friends were being attacked.
Gwendal's solution was the best; no girl even neared him, even though they were surrounding him like the only thing keeping them back was an invisible force field around Gwendal.
Yozak was enjoying the attention, letting the girls do whatever they wanted.
Günter had gotten the most of the girls, and they were all asking him a bazillion questions about his modeling career and other things, all at once, and Günter was struggling to answer at least one of them.
The girls stared dreamy eyed at Conrad and Conrad occasionally let one of them hug him, him being the perfect gentleman at the time.
Wolfram, on the other hand, was having the worst time. Him being so pretty already made him get a lot of the girls, but he kept refusing them. He'd yell at them, they'd squeal and try to glomp him, he'd be blushing furiously and looking extremely small and cute in the crowd of girls, causing more to squeal and screech and glomp him. They wouldn't leave him alone.
Yuuri laughed as he watched Wolfram get glomped again by a red head. "Ah! Girl! P-P-Please! L-Let me go!" he cried, stuttering as he wasn't helping his situation at all. The girls seemed to find that him begging them like that even better than him yelling.
Wolfram still managed to shoot a glare at Yuuri. "You're enjoying this, aren't you wimp?" he asked.
Yuuri just smiled and then laughed as Wolfram was cut mid-sentence by the red head wrapping his arms around Wolfram. Wolfram couldn't be more embarrassed as he tried to pry the red head off of himself, but only succeeded in making her latch on tighter, her thinking that Wolfram wanted to hold her.
After a few minutes, the girls finally got over there fan girling moments—Wolfram was hiding behind Yuuri, that red head wouldn't give up—Tamaki finally found it an appropriate time to explain to them where they were.
"This is the Third Music Room, where the Host Club meets," Tamaki started.
"What's the House Club?" Greta asked from her spot next to Yuuri and in front of Wolfram.
Tamaki shook his head. "Host Club," he emphasized. "Not 'House Club'."
"That's irrelevant. Just tell us what a Host Club is," Gwendal replied. He was leaning on a wall, with Conrad on one side of him and Yozak on the other.
Tamaki looked up at Gwendal, paled a bit, before continuing. "We, the Hosts of the Host Club, are rich men with free time on our hands that exist to entertain beautiful ladies that also have free time on their hands," Tamaki said. Several of the girls swooned as he spoke.
Tamaki continued on with his intro. He waved his hand with a flourish at the twins. "These are Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin, the 'Little Devil Type'," he said. The twins grinned deviously and they were in one of their 'brotherly love' acts in a second. Yuuri twitched at that. He'd heard of incest before, with a brother like Shouri, it was hard not to know about things like that. Several images of himself and his friends in incest relationships—himself and Shouri, Wolfram and Conrad, Gwendal and Conrad—he felt himself so red he wanted to faint. Yuuri was twitching uncontrollably by the time they had finished. The girls were squealing again as Tamaki continued on.
"This is Hunny-senpai, the 'Loli-Shota' type," Tamaki introduced. Hunny smiled brightly and ate some of cake before offering, "Do you guys want some?"
The girls were squealing at his cuteness—and Yuuri swore he could see Gwendal twitching out of the corner of his eye—as Tamaki introduced the towering male above the cute one. "Mori-senpai, the 'Wild Type'," Tamaki said simply. Hunny looked away from the girls and tried to eat the strawberry off the cake with his fingers. There were some surprised gasps when Hunny accidently bit his finger. Hunny winced and tears sprung up in his eyes. More worried sighs.
Mori leaned down and put Hunny's bitten finger on his lips, while Hunny looked up at Mori with still teary eyes.
There was more squealing and swooning as Tamaki continued his intro. "The 'Cool Type', Kyoya Ootori," he said, pointing at the black-haired boy with the clipboard. Kyoya pushed his glasses up on his nose and then turned to the ladies. He smiled and the girls screamed.
"And finally, I, Tamaki Souh, the 'Prince Type'," Tamaki said and bowed. He came back up with a flourish and a rose appeared out of nowhere. "We, hereby, welcome you to the Ouran High School Host Club," he finished.
The girls were causing an uproar now, screaming and squealing and fawning over their favorite Host or Hosts.
Suddenly, a giant screw-type-thing came spinning out of the ground and a long haired girl with orange hair and brown eyes was laughing manically. Yuuri winced; she sounded like Anissina.
Speaking of Anissina, she was at the orange haired girl's side in a second, asking every possible question she could think of about the screw the girl was standing on. The girl was saying something back, after she gave Anissina a 'Do-I-know-you?' look, and then they were talking excitedly.
Yuuri looked around the room at them all, and then at his companions. The next he noticed, was Greta. She was talking with Hunny, while Hunny offered her some of his sweets. Greta took a piece of candy and looked at it. They didn't have that kind of candy in Shin Makoku.
Cheri was with Greta, but she seemed more interested in Mori, who was trying hard to ignore her and pay more attention to Hunny. Yuuri couldn't tell if he was doing a good job or not.
Next, Yuuri found Gisela, chatting with Kyoya. Or, at least, trying to. Kyoya was busy writing stuff down on that clipboard of his, but, Yuuri noticed, did, occasionally, reply to Gisela when she asked questions.
Everything went as it was for awhile, before Tamaki suddenly called out. "Wait, wait, everyone! I just realized," he said. The room quieted down and looked up at Tamaki. "We have introduced ourselves, but, the newcomers have not returned the gesture," he said. Tamaki turned to Yuuri.
"Please introduce yourselves," Tamaki ordered.
Yuuri gulped as all the attention was turned on him. He was getting nervous; never had so many girls looked at him.
"My name is Yuuri Shibuya," Yuuri started before turning to Murata.
"Ken Murata. Pleased to meet you all," Murata said, not in the least bit nervous.
"Wolfram von Bielefeld. Pleased to make your acquaintances," Wolfram continued, being perfectly polite. Yuuri twitched; why could he be so well-mannered with perfect strangers but not with him?
The chain continued around the room, until all 12 of them had been introduced. Of course, Günter hadn't really needed to do it, since he was a super-model here, but he still did.
"Now, please explain to us, how did you get here without anyone seeing you before those girls did?" Kyoya asked, finally standing up from what-looked-like his office in the room.
"Hitomi, Sayuri, and Naomi," Yuuri corrected, not liking how Kyoya said 'those girls', as if they didn't really matter.
Kyoya just stared before answering, "Yes. Hitomi, Sayuri, and Naomi." He was clearly correcting himself, just to appease Yuuri. Yuuri didn't like Kyoya.
"We can't exactly explain it to you for you to understand, but we can try," Murata started. "We used majutsu to teleport us here from another world. Even though this wasn't our original destination. Yuuri, here, made a mistake and we ended up here," he explained.
The Host Club and the Ladies were all quiet. "You used Demon Magic to get here by teleporting through the water?" Kyoya asked, not even trying to hide his disbelief.
Murata grinned and nodded. "Yep," he said, before pointing out each of the Mazoku. "They're all demons."
Still, no one seemed to believe them. "Is this true?" Kyoya asked, turning away from Murata to all of the Mazoku.
"Of course its true!" Wolfram snapped. "How else do you think we got here?"
Kyoya just stared for awhile. "…" he couldn't think of any possible way that they could have gotten in, all 12 of them, and all without setting off a single alarm.
Wolfram gave a smug smirk. "That's what I thought," he said.
"Where is your proof?" Kyoya asked, needing some kind of physical proof to actually believe it.
"Most Mazoku can't use their magic in the human territories, but the Maou can," Günter explained.
This earned another silence. Yuuri wondered if their story really was all that unbelievable. He'd gotten used to it, so he wouldn't know. "The Demon King?" Tamaki parroted.
Murata smiled. "Yep. We have Shin Makoku's Maou, right here," he said and hit Yuuri on the back.
Yuuri glared at Murata for putting him on the spotlight. Murata just keep smiling. "You?" Kyoya said, eyed Yuuri, trying to figure out what was special about Yuuri; he didn't look very different at all.
Yuuri fidgeted under Kyoya's gaze before he answered. "Yes, I'm the Maou, but I can't use my maryuko very well. I have to feel a strong emotion to use it."
Kyoya didn't believe him; he made that apparent. But, whether he believed or not, Kyoya beckoned Yuuri over, along with Wolfram, Conrad, Gwendal, Günter, and Yozak.
"What is it?" Yuuri asked.
Kyoya looked at him with an unreadable emotion. "How you got here or where you're from doesn't matter to me right now. How long are you all going to stay here?"
"I don't know. We had Ulrike's help getting here, I'm not sure that I can get all of us out of here at the moment. We might have to stay for a long while," Yuuri said.
"What?!?" Wolfram exclaimed. He opened his mouth to say something to Yuuri before he stopped, seeing Kyoya staring at him. Wolfram ripped the 'Heart's-Cry-kun' out of his ear, and yelled at Yuuri in the demon language.
Yuuri yelled back, he too switching to the demon tongue.
They argued back and forth for about thirty seconds before Conrad interrupted. "Stop it. You're frustrating Ootori-san. He doesn't understand what you're saying."
Wolfram and Yuuri looked at Kyoya, and saw him basic fuming. They smiled apologetically at him before switching languages again.
"Sorry," said Yuuri.
"I apologize," said Wolfram.
Kyoya twitched before continuing on. "I'm guessing that that is the language you speak in…Shin Makoku?" he said, not really believing that he was entertaining their story.
Wolfram nodded.
Before he could say anything, Kyoya continued. "Anyway, I wanted to ask something of you five," he said, addressing the brothers that looked nothing alike, Günter and Yozak. Yuuri wondered why he wasn't included.
Wolfram 'hmphed' slightly ticked that he didn't get to say what he wanted to.
Conrad motioned for him to continue.
"I want you five to become Hosts."
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A/N: Yeah! Chapter 2! And my weak attempt at a cliffhanger! So how is it so far? I might have made the Ouran characters OOC because it's been, like, a year since I've last seen Ouran. Which made making Mori's intro scene a bit hard to come up with.
Reviewers: m., yukifangurl31295, Giureedi, Dareagon, dragonfire7654321 (I like your idea, I might use it), flamingpurplebunnies, and Riku-sia! Thank you all for reviewing! And thanks for saying it was funny; I wasn't trying to be. But, it being funny is a plus, right?
Vote: Should Yuuri be a Host too? Yes or no?
And can you guys help me think of what types the Mazoku would be? I think I'd be bad at it.
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