Chapter 1

Ugh! Tamaki Suou again! Why can't he leave me alone! I thought, seeing the blonde 'prince' playing his little kingly act.

"Princess Fumija why don't you go to the Host Club today?" Tamaki pleaded, with his purple eyes on the edge of 'crying.'

"You have all those other obsessed fans you don't need my appearance, your highness." I mocked bowing dramatically, "I don't need your stupid, worthless club. There are more important things to do than to be entertained by the likes of you!" I cried, sternly looking him over head to toe. I packed up my belongings while Suou sulked in a corner. When will he give up?! I'm never going near the Third Music Room just to be entertained by blundering idiots! I thought, leaving the classroom and heading over to the gates to leave the private school of Ouran Academy.

"Princess Fumija!" I heard an unpleasant but familiar yell of Tamaki Suou. He ran over to me, grabbing my hand as I tried to ignore the 'king' of the Host Club.

"Give up!" I screamed, snapping my hand from his light grip but, that only made the annoying boy hold fast to my hand making me stop a foot from the gates. So close! Why does he ruin everything! I rolled my eyes, giving my disturbance a death glare that made him flinch "What do you want, Suou?" I snapped, struggling to get my hand free. A fan girl would love this attention but all I wanted to do was punch him in the face. In fact, fan girls surrounded us; giving me loathing looks, while we all awaited his answer.

"You're the only girl at Ouran Academy who hasn't been to the Host Club. Why don't you just try it?" He blinked his eyes liked a puppy; I didn't go into his foolish trap.

"As I said, your highness, there are many other things –better things – than ever getting entertained by the idiots at your pitifully dull Host Club!" I yanked my arm hard and got out of his grasp. Pushing through the girls giving me evil glares, I got to the other side of the gates and free from that idiot Suou. Girls were trying to comfort Tamaki as he just stood there, dazed. I rolled my eyes, He'll never give up. I thought as I began walking home.

*The Next Day*

As usual, Tamaki was surrounded by girls. "Princess Fumija, are you going to try out the Host Club today?" Tamaki blinked his eyes like a puppy, as he did yesterday.

"No." I plainly stated while the fan girls next to him just looked at me, ways of my death in their eyes.

"B-but my princess," He was almost on the verge of 'tears.'

"Fake tears… nice Suou," I smirked.

"I'm offended princess my tears are always real." He huffed dramatically, "so will you please go to the Host Club."

"I've said 'no' 30 times in the past week, will you just give it up?" I packed up my stuff to leave.

"The Host Club will be more fun with you there." He whined, with pleading eyes.

"I could name a bunch more fun things than to get fake compliments by stupid boys." Especially if they are by you! I bit back the harsh comment.

"Ladies, why don't you go and get yourselves some tea. I would like to speak with this princess alone." Tamaki requested, the girls didn't leave their 'king's' side.

"Hey look!" I pointed out the door, my face full of excitement and awe. "It's Honey and Mori!" I stood smirking as the girls left the classroom to look for the two Hosts. "Now look Suou, there is nothing you can say or do to make me ever visit your club!" I took a step forward.

"I'm sorry to interrupt," Another familiar voice said from the doorway. It was Kyoya Oturi. "Tamaki is needed."

"Take him. It's not like I'm enjoying his worthless company." I sneered looking at Kyoya.

"I've been trying to show this lovely princess to the Host Club – for weeks actually." Tamaki explained to his fellow Host Club member.

"What bothersome weeks they've been!" I cried, "I'm never going, anyways. Leave me alone and leave to go to your troublesome Host Club business."

"You do happen to be the only girl here not interested in the Host Club and you're not in overwhelming love with Tamaki." Kyoya stated, pushing his glasses up.

"Yeah, your point? The only reason you would want me to come to the Host Club is so that you could earn more merit." I sneered. Even Kyoya would try to make me come to the Host Club if it involved money. Suou and him are like the 'Come to the Host Club' attack team. I thought as I picked up my stuff and pushed through Kyoya to go into the hall and go home.

*Tamaki's POV*

-At the Host Club-

"I don't know what to do to get Princess Fumija to come to the Host Club." I sighed sadly. "Hey Mommy?" I looked up at Kyoya.

"Yes Daddy?" Kyoya angrily mumbled behind his notebook, not liking his nickname.

"What do you suppose I do?" I stared at him.

"You could have us talk to her." The twins replied in unison.

"WHY WOULD I WANT YOU TWO DEVILS TO SCARE HER AWAY?!" I yelled as Haruhi walked by "… Haruhi."

"Yeah, what about her?" They asked simultaneously.

"See 'her' not 'him.' We could use Haruhi!" I exclaimed.

Haruhi stopped with a tea set in her hands, "Haruhi, we need your help." I told her, right as she put the tea set down on a table.

"WHAT!" She yelled after we explained the plan to her, "I'm not dressing girly just to have one girl come to the Host Club. What makes her so special anyway?"

"She's the boss's toy," Hikaru and Kaoru grinned.

"SHE"S NOT MY TOY!" I exclaimed.

"But you are very interested in her, Tamaki." Kyoya stated, looking down at his black notebook.

"Boss has a toy, boss has a toy!" The twins sang, twirling around the group.

"SHE IS NOT!" I yelled.

"Well I'm definitely not doing it." Haruhi decided.

"We'll cut your debt by 1,000 yen." Kyoya bribed, smirking.

"Are you enjoying this, Kyoya-sempai?" He pushed his glasses up.

"Yes I suppose I am." Kyoya stated, still smirking.

"So…" I began, going to Haruhi. "Will you do it?"