Ah hello... again.
Rigt, i know i said I'd only update on sundays, but one of the reviewers (sheeprock) who is also a friend of mine was talking to me, and MADE ME DO IT!!!! no, i wanted to, but she tole me to do whatever, which i totally took as a yes.
I don't own ouran, blah, blah. I wish i did, blah, blah.
Enjoy the story!
I've been in Ouran High for about three weeks now, and I've been placed as a second year student because of my grades rather than basing my placing on my age (otherwise I'd be a first year), but I still get lost. Right now I am trying to find poetry room 2, and I'm not having much luck.
I was running round the corners, like you do when you know you're gonna be in deep shit when you're late, and I focused on the signs, I didn't notice someone was walking in the opposite direction until I crashed right into them and landed on the floor with a thud.
Cursing under my breath, I glanced up to see who I'd bumped into, and saw no-one else but the Shadow King. Kyouya Ootori.
Don't get me wrong, I was friends with all the host club guys, and Haruhi, but the one thing you don't want to do is piss Kyouya off. I remember Haruhi saying she'd rather leave Japan then continue pretending she was a host. Kyouya had given her an evil glare and said that she didn't have a passport, and he had a private police force that could track her down and bring her back.
Besides, if she didn't like being a host, he could always denounce her as a female, and knock her back down to errand girl... or 'dog' as he put it.
His eyes met mine, and I could tell that he was more than slightly annoyed at me bumping into him. He didn't say anything though, and only proceeded to pick scattered papers up.
"God, Kyouya I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, I just... I'm sorry."
He just looked up at me, shook his head and went back to trying to pick up the papers. I decided I'd help, even if I was more late because of this, it was only polite. So I started picking up papers too, and I sorted them out so that they were all facing the same way and stacked neatly.
When I handed them back to Kyouya, he just looked at me.
"I take it you're lost. What lesson are you in?" he asked.
I looked at him. Was he offering help or directions?
"Did you hear me or are you playing dumb? Where are you supposed to be?"
"I'm meant to be in poetry room 2;" I said quickly as possible. "I just don't know where that is because my rota was changed."
I looked at said rota. Most of my lessons were the same... Literacy, Numeracy, Business, Science, Modern Japanese... everything was the same except they'd changed art and design to poetry. I had my attention snapped away from my rota back to Kyouya.
"I'm in poetry room 2 now. I was on an errand for Sensei. I suppose I could do you a favor and tell him you're new and lost."
"Thanks Kyouya. I owe you..."
"I know. And I'm only helping you this once."
He strode off briskly, and I had to follow at a quick pace or I'd fall behind. Soon we got to a section of the academy that I hadn't been before (probably why I couldn't find my way).
I followed him into a room where people were talking amongst themselves, but all went quiet when I walked in with Kyouya.
"Sir, I'm sorry we're late, but Saori-san was lost and I stopped to help her find her way."
I mumbled a sorry while keeping my eyes averted from the teachers', then I found a seat next to Tamaki... because that was the only one open right now.
The lesson went fairly well, just quoting Shakespeare (we're on English poets and playwrights right now) and then he'd quiz us on which plays they were from. I found this immensely easy as I'd done Shakespeare for the last two years back at my old high school. I knew that the verse "Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow" was a line from Romeo and Juliet. The only others that knew it were Kyouya (no surprise) and Tamaki, who I half expected to know it because he was such a hopeless romantic himself. I wonder if he'd use that quote sometime in host club...
Speaking of the host club, I've officially been invited to help out. I help Haruhi clean up and I take guests to their corresponding hosts. I also get chatting to a lot of the girls that come in, and surprisingly, a lot of them want to spend time with me rather than the other hosts... it took me about five minutes to figure out why. They want gossip.
Apparently, they all see me as the 'in crowd' with the host club. I'm the 'only girl' that goes to their meetings and things like that, I'm the only outsider that helps them set up and pick out outfits and other miscellaneous tasks. I heard everything they talked about, who they didn't like, all the petty arguments. I heard everything.
However, I'm not one to gossip about people, so I refused to talk to a lot of the girls who wanted to chat. Kyouya, on the other hand, said that talking to customers about various things in the host club would, in a sense, advertise the club. If the girls heard rumors about the members, then they'd go to the club to find out for themselves... more girls equals more money.
Whatever...
* * *
It was the meeting before the club, so all the others could listen to Tamaki telling them what the themes were for next week, and so they could all get suited up for todays theme. Pirates.
I think they've gone for 'Pirates of the Caribbean' ideas, because Mori was dressed up like Captain Jack Sparrow, Tamaki was like Will Turner and they'd forced Haruhi into a dress, put hair extensions in her hair and styled it to look like Elizabeth Swan. The other four were just wearing stripes, bandannas and holding swords. Real swords.
The twins each had a small saber, and an eye patch each. Hikaru had his over his right eye, and Kaoru had his over his left eye. Oh my gosh, I can actually tell them apart! They were wearing blue and white striped vests, and torn shorts.
Honey was wearing a pink t-shirt with a few patches on it, and he was wearing baggy black pants. He also had a sword, but his was a long sword, and a lot heavier than the twins sabers. He could still pick it up though, so I guess that's all that matters.
Kyouya had no shirt on, and he was also wearing baggy black pants. He didn't have a swords, but sported a pistol in a holster on his right hip. He had an eye patch, and he opted to wear contacts for today as it would be uncomfortable wearing glasses with an eye patch on too.
They all looked good, if I have to admit it. But there was one thing playing on my mind.
"Why is Haruhi dressed like a girl? Isn't it going to give it away pretty soon if she keep having to 'cosplay' as a girl?"
Tamaki was the first to answer me, and he got pretty defensive pretty quickly.
"I thought my little Haruhi looked cute in that! And as her father, I think I know what she would look best in!"
That was another thing...
"You know, you keep calling her your daughter, and if I may point it out, she's not. But by doing that, aren't you going to give away the whole girl factor in this?"
"Uhh..."
Shaking my head I turned round and came face to face with Kyouya, holding another costume out to me.
"Technically, you're not a host. But since you're here and you provide a service, it's vital that you fit in with any themes we have and things like that. Go put this on, look like a pirate, and remember what I told you you could tell the customers. Don't tell them anything otherwise."
I took the costume from him, and went into one of the changing rooms.
It all looked fairly good on me. I had a red and black striped vest, and I had black cropped pants that were slightly torn around the bottoms. I tied my hair back into a long plait then tied a black bandanna over the top of it so only a bit of hair was poking out at the front, and the plait trailed down behind the knot.
I slipped the pumps on that I'd been given (how he knew my sizes, I don't want to know) and I walked outside.
Tamaki saw me, and within three seconds scooped me up and whirled me around like some crazy spinning top.
"You're so cute! Adorably cute! Amazingly cute! So cuuuute!!!!"
This continued, and my vision blurred. It seemed that my glasses had fallen off now. Plus I was feeling slightly motion sick... this couldn't end well.
"Tamaki, stop... Now."
The blond ceased spinning me, and set me down. Feeling sick and not being able to see too well, I stumbled forward, only to hurl myself at someone when I thought I was about to fall. Someone with a very lean, very smooth torso...
Dear lord, no.
I looked up, and saw the blurred vision of a black haired boy with an eye patch. Non other than Kyouya.
He stepped back slightly, and I found that my glasses had been returned to their rightful place upon my nose.
"Thanks..."
"No problem" he drawled out. I looked at him again and saw he appeared slightly concerned. "Do you normally look so pale?"
"Umm... no. I get motion sick, easily."
He nodded in understanding.
An awkward moment passed before he cleared his throat with a cough and told us all to take our places to greet the first guests.
"Saori,you can open the doors today." said Tamaki.
I did so, and on Kyouya's mark I opened the door with a smile.
"Welcome."
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