I was looking at my stories and saw this poor guy all alone! Poor Canada! Hes been waiting so patiently! He hasent even bothered me!

Canada: I have!

Me: oh you know you love me!

Canada: *sigh *

Any how ive found its easyer to remember Canada than America I was in class and had to fix stuff… it was about ww2 and I was writing the countrys involved I had Canada and paused in a panic cuz I realized I couldent remember the guy Canada tops! D: not kewl!

America: tell me about it!

Me: oh hush! I probably blocked you out of my head cuz you tick me off!

England: *snicker *

America: you guys are mean! *storms off *

England: *looks annoyed and follows after looking un interested *

Gosh I gatta get to the story! Well heres your first chapter! The abandoned music room! Oh! And I don't own ouran OR hetalia if I did I could buy my way out of school (heaven!)

The blonde boy walked up the halls trying to find a certain room. "they told me it was music room 3 so where is it?" he walked up to the large doors and looked at the sign above. "finally!" he exclaimed. He pushed open the door and was shocked when petals and a chilling gust of wind came out upon entry. His eyes adjusted and he saw a group of boys gathered around each other.

"welcome." They all said in unison. "to the ouran high school host club." They finished as they had started. Surrounding them was a pink background and petals that seemed to radiate off them. in the upper left was a kind of short but strong looking boy. His eyes gave away no emotion but he could feel the relationship between him and the next boy. Crouched under the strong silent type was a boy who looked like he was an idiot. He held in is arms a cute stuffed cat and was surrounded by cute ink flowers. He decided until he knew his name he would call him lolita. Directly next to the strong silent type was a man who looked very strict. His blond hair was slicked back perfectly and he was constantly scribbling in his black folder. His glasses on the tip of his nose, so he could look down his nose at you. he was intimidating but looked ready for anything. In his mind mattew called him cool. Next to mr. Cool where two who seemed to be "infactuated" with one another. They had their arms around each other. One looked angry and the other had the smile of a hero. Just as the lolita turned away he screamed out in fear. The two boys looked over smiling mischivusly. He decided to call them little devils in his head. The one who seemed to be incharge of them all was in the middle. He propped his head up on one of the chairs arms and looked at him with glittering blue eyes. Mattew could just picture the crown above his head.

"strange, we have never entertained a boy before." He said in a thick French accent. The boy in the middle said standing up. His legs looking long giving him a slender look. Mattew dident pay much mind to the group and started to turn around. The boy stopped mattew and dragged him farther in the room. He sat him in a hair and the boys surrounded him. "so which do you prefer? The strong-silent type?" he said pointing to the first boy. "lolita? The cool type? The little devils?" he said pointing to the boys he had already labled. "or would you rather a prince? For I am always at your service." He said bowing infront of mattew.

Mattew just looked from boy to boy. Each doing their own pose. It was like this was all a show or something. The two boys who seemed to be the most alike clung to one another, as if dessprate for the other. The one with green eyes seemed more submissive when the one with a cowlick held him protectively. The lolita boy held the arm of the strong-silent type. The cool guy just kept writing in his folder and the prince guy sent him a stereotypical French 'getting- girl' smile. They seemed to be inching closer and mattew seemed to be shrinking as they inched forward. Mattew pushed through the boys to get out when he was pulled back. "stay a while!" he heard the two boys say. He turned to face them.

"I-im just trying to find a quiet place to study." Mattew said in a quiet voice.

"oh! Such a fradgle one this is! Kiku you take him work your magic!" the prince said. The strong type nodded as if agreeing. Then out of nowhere the atmosphere changed and from the side a creepie person with a childish smile showed up.

"did someone say magic?" he said. I push him away

"you don't come till later!"

the characters are temporarily stunned. Them bounce back. His arm was grabbed by kiku the strong boy and mattew was fighting. "but I only want to study!" kiku started dragging him to a table and his foot knocked over a table which held a vase. Every one seemed to freeze and gathered around the scene. Mattew sat on the floor looking at the shards.

"oh and we where going to donate that to the auction!" said one of the devil boys.

"it cost a lot of money." Said the other.

"it cost 8,000 yen to be exact." Said the cool guy. "far to much for a commoner to just dish out of their pocket."

Mattew was surprised.

"well its settled then. From now on, you are the host clubs new errand dog!" the prince guy said poining at him, his deminor changing on a dime. Mattew gave a look of complete shock.

Well that's what I got for the first chapter! Haha hope you like!