Innocent Oranges Chapter 3

Author's Note: Yeah! New chapter! Hope you all like it. Oh and you'd better review! Give me some pairing (eg: Ichigox? Or I don't know, Tamakix?) Oh and I might add other bleach characters into to the host club like Grimmjow or Shirosaki because they are just HOT! Anyways, READ AND REVIEW!

Everyone in the room was clearly shocked, but the twins appeared to "not notice" and kept dragging the moppy Ichigo along. They made their way to a table of guests, all of them pleasantly female of course. The three sat on the opposite couch.

"I suppose we should introduce our Strawberry Chan to our guests," said Hikaru, putting an arm around Ichigo's shoulders.

"This is Ichigo. He's very violent and dominant. Yet he can be… submissive," purred Kaoru, tilting Ichigo's face towards his, a small smile playing on his lips. Ichigo's nerve was running short. He knew that what they were doing was just an act, but this was just wrong! The girls cooed at him and played with his bright hair, commenting on how "cute" he was. Ichigo's bar of annoyance had just reached full capacity,

"That's it! Fuck being sued! I'm not putting up for anymore shit. I'm out, you gay fucktards!" Ichigo swore, jumping to his feet, sprinting to the door. So what if he was going to be sued? His dad could take care of that! But he was not going to put up with those girls! Ichigo ran to the washroom to change back into his uniform. Once he was in, he ripped off the offending headband and threw it to the ground. Ichigo was half-way into taking the dress of frills off when he remembered that those fucking twins took his uniform and hid it away!

"Fucking fags," Ichigo growled, slamming his fist on the sink. Then, the door slammed open and three students strutted in. The biggest one of them all with a friggin eye patch on his scary face stared at Ichigo.

"What the fuck are you staring at?" Ichigo growled, pulling the dress up again, covering himself up.

"Hey, Ken. I think boss would like this doll in her collection, don't cha think?" sneered the bald guy with a wicked grin.

"Well, I don't see anything beautiful or elegant about him. He is nothing compared to my beauty," scoffed the girly dude at the back, who was applying a clear coat to his nails.

"You fag," Ichigo hissed, his grip tightening on the damned dress. The bald guy suddenly lunged at Ichigo, but Ichigo was quick and dodged the grasping hands. Ichigo ran for the door, knocking it open and started to sprint.

"Get him, you idiots!"

Ichigo could hear the door slamming open and the stomping that were catching up to his own.

"Damn it!" Ichigo swore, pulling ahead in a moment of speed. He raced to the first door he could find and flung it opened. Not caring about what room he had just entered, the carrot top quickly slammed it close, locking the door. Ichigo slid down the light pink door and gave out a relieved sigh.

"I knew you would be back! Now get off your ass!" yelled two voices. Ichigo's eyes shot open, staring at the two twins that had dragged him into this whole fucking mess.

"YOU!" Ichigo squeaked, pointing his finger at those "damned" twins.

"US!" countered the twins.

"Damn you… you …you POOFACE!" Ichigo chocked out, scrambling off the ground. The twins bursted into laughter at the strawberry's lame comeback. The rest of the host club sighed at the three's childish actions. Ichigo fumed as he held on to the dress close to his perfect frame.

"Can you just give me back my fucking uniform?" Ichigo hissed, giving his signature "kamikaze" glare at the grinning twins. Tamaki stood up from his place and clapped his hands loudly to get everybody's attention.

"Excuse me! I am very dearly sorry, but the host club will be closed for the day. You may all come back tomorrow. I thank you from the bottom of our hearts!" Tamaki said dramatically, using his hands to gesture the door. The guests started to whisper, but followed the blonde's command. Mori stood at the door, opening it so all the guests could leave.

Once the room was gone of the female race, Tamaki led Ichigo to the couch in the middle of the extravagant room. Ichigo obediently sat down, so he and the fags could settle this. The members sat down on the opposing side, Tamaki sitting in the middle and the twins on either side. Hunny stumbled on to Tamaki's lap, Mori sempai, politely standing behind him. Haruhi and Kyoya remand at the side.

"So tell me what was so out of hand that we had to cancel the host club today?" Tamaki asked, staring at Ichigo.

"Hey don't look at me! Those fags did it!" Ichigo stammered, pointing at the twins, angrily.

"Nuh uh! You're the one who trashed our car!" the twins shouted, crossing their arms.

"So what? You have enough money to fix that with your monthly allowance!" Ichigo sneered, throwing up his arms for emphasis. Kyoya rolled his eyes and kept scribbling on to his clipboard.

Unnoticed, Hunny silently fumed in Tamaki's lap. It was past his special cake time! He wanted cake NOW! Hunny's eyebrow twitched as he gripped his bunny tighter.

" UUUUGGGGHHHH! GET OVER IT! I WANT MY CAKE! "Hunny screamed, running over to Ichigo. He leapt on to Ichigo's shoulders and started to pull at the orange locks. HARD.

"AH! Stop, you little-"

Mori ran over to Ichigo and carefully pried the little cake deprived monster of the strawberry's head.

"Little shit," Ichigo mumbled, hands on his head, checking for any bald patches.

"Now that's settled, tell us who you are!" Tamaki said.

"I'm Kurosaki Ichigo, freshman year," the orange headed teen said, scratching the back of his neck.

"Well, I'm Tamaki Suoh, this is Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin. Haruhi Fujioka, Mori Takashi, Hunny Mitsukuni and Kyoya Ootori," the blond said, pointing at everyone who was named.

Ichigo simply nodded. He glared at the twins, "Hikaru" and "Kaoru" were also staring at him. Ichigo growled a low, sinister sound which made the twins eyes widen.

"OHH! He's a demon!" the twins yelled, running behind Hunny. Ichigo smirked. He got a few pointers from one of his best friend, Grimmjow, on growling.

'I swear the damn cat could growl !' Ichigo snickered in his own mind.

"Hey, Tamaki-sempai. Is Ichigo going to join the host club?" Haruhi asked, turning her head to the blond teen.

"Why of course! I can see it now! Ichigo Kurosaki, the bad-ass type! Yes!" Tamaki shouted, leaping into the air, placing his foot on the coffee table, fist above his head.

"Hey! I never said I would join! And why the hell do you have a freaking girl in a host club that serves women in the first place! That's just wrong!" Ichigo protested, pointing at Haruhi.

"Wh-wha? Haruhi's not a girl! She's a man, just like the rest of us!" Tamaki stuttered. The rest of them face palmed at Tamaki's obvious screw up. The twins were laughing their asses off.

"Idiot," Ichigo murmured, rolling his eyes.

"Shut up! All the more reason for you to be in the host club! Now that you know our dear Haruhi's secret, we have to stay with you to make sure you don't give it away!" Tamaki panicked, grabbing Ichigo.

"Fine fine! I'll join your stupid club! So you fags can't sue me or shit. Got that?" Ichigo bargained.

"Yes, Strawberry-Chan!" they all said at the same time.

"Fuck you."

Well? I know I didn't update in a LONG time. I couldn't type anything for a WEEK. But then suddenly, I had a typing streak! LONG LIVE ICHIGO! Read and Review! Gimme pairings and themes! Eg: Sport theme, Fantasy theme, Cosplay theme etc.!