A/N: UPDATE! Yayyyyyy! Man, I didn't actually think I'd get so many follows and favs. I might not look a lot, but it looks like a ton for me! So, thank you! :DDDD Anyway, before we continue on, I decided to change our main character's name. Their name is now Hitomi Usagi Siren and their nickname is Previous! OK, now that that's settled, let's go!
DISCLAMIER: I, EmoEmu64, DO NOT own Ouran High School Host Club! Only my OC! Thank you!
"Ok, now tilt your head a little." I did as she told. "Good!"
I just sat there in silence as the person cut my hair. It wasn't uncomfortable silence though…just silence. While waiting, I couldn't shake the feeling that I've known this person from somewhere. I slightly looked up at them and took in their looks and features. Seeing if I could get some sort of clue of familiarity.
They had a pretty looking, porcelain type face, and a slightly rounded head. Their nose was normal looking, as for their eyes, they were a pair of big pretty looking violet ones, but their hair… it wasn't like anything I've seen before, at least outside of anime in manga that is… The person had shoulder length hair, parted at the left side, half braided at the right, and the rest was left alone. Then for the hair color from the top down, it was dark blue which faded into dark purple. On top of all of that was, I'm suspecting, a slim model like body, I couldn't tell though since the person was wearing the boy inform and it was slightly big on them.
And that's when it hit me.
…
I didn't know if this senpai was a boy or a girl…not that it mattered but I couldn't help being a little curious. And then it hit me again.
I didn't even know this person's name either! …If we're going to be in the host club together, I really should know he/she's name. I might even figure out their gender that way.
I never realized I was staring for so long until their chuckle brought me back.
"You've been staring at me for so long that you didn't even notice me finish. Let me guess…you were wondering which one I am, right?" I looked at them in amazement as they only smiled.
"Well, sorry, but you're going to have to figure that out on your own. That makes it even more fun now that you've joined the academy's very own, Ouran High School Host Club! Usually I give anyone who wants to guess a one month limit, but for us members, you can guess anytime! It's pretty much kind of like Hikaru and Kaoru's game, but much harder! Considering you can't actually inspect me. Speaking of the host club, sorry you got dragged into this, they may be crazy, but you get used to them and they're not that bad of a guy's." I slowly nodded as I got up and looked at myself. I have to admit, they weren't that bad.
"I did a pretty good job, eh? This is the first time I've actually cut someone's hair besides the guy's here at the club. Plus, yours was a good challenge for me." They admitted and I looked at them with a bit of confusion.
"Challenge?" I asked and they nodded.
"I was going to cut it a little more, but you're still a girl so, I had to cut it to an amount where you would look like a boy to where you would still look like a girl also. Not that gender matters but, just in case, ya know?" They explained, smiling.
"Thanks senpai."
"No need for senpai, I'm in the same grade as you, Hikaru, and Kaoru. In fact, I'm in the same class as you guys. I haven't been there lately though because I was busy painting a new mural for the school." New mural for the school? Do they mean the one that's been covered up the white cloth up until yesterday? That big picture?
"Do you mean the one that's in front?" I asked them and they nodded. I looked at them in amazement. Wow…so they really did paint that big thing…
"Previous! Is the commoner done yet?" P-Previous?
The person, also known as 'Previous,' gave out an annoyed sigh as they walked out of the changing room. When they got out I heard them start yelling at Tamaki-senpai about using an inside voice and too quit referring me as commoner like I'm some nobody. Tamaki-senpai then yelled back at them and they got into a huge fight. I sweat dropped at this. A-Are they always like this?
Previous's POV
"Ok, come on out, Haruhi!" I exclaimed. The curtain then opened.
"Um, are you guys sure I can really keep this uniform?" She asked and everybody stared at her in awe. I gave a proud smirk.
"How adorable!" Tamaki stated, crying. "You almost look like a girl, don't you?" I had to suppress my laughter. Ohhhhh…the irony!
"Haru-chan, how cute!"
"If that's how you really look…"
"…you should have said so sooner."
"Good job, Previous. He might even be able to draw in some customers." I smirked more proudly at Kyoya's compliment.
"Yes! It's all just as I figured!" Tamaki stated.
"Bullcrap…" I whispered to the others and they nodded, agreeing. He pointed at Haruhi, shocking her.
"The errand boy has graduated! Starting today, you are an official member of the Host Club! I will train you to be a first-rate host. If you can get 100 customers to request you, we will forgive your 8 million-yen debt."
She gave a confused look. "A host?"
"I bet you 20 bucks he won't even need any advice on how to host." I whispered to Hikaru.
He shook my hand. "Deal."
"You're a boy!"
"You're evidence?"
"You went into the boy's locker room the other day!" I patted my fangirl's head softly while smiling and she slightly blushed.
"Sorry, but wrong~ the only reason I went in there was to get Hikaru so I can give him his daily haircut. I appreciate your effort though!" I offered her some cake as I looked over at Haruhi. She was really killing it with those girls. I gave a cocky smirk as I excused myself and walked over to the others.
"Well, well, well, it seems like someone owes me 20 bucks. Hand it over, pretty boy." Hikaru grumbled and glared at me as he took out the 20 bucks.
"You guys made a bet?" Kaoru asked and nodded, smirking. This seemed to make Hikaru glare at me even more, making my smirk grow even more as well.
"Here." He held out the 20 dollar bill. Just as I was about to grab it, Hikaru pulled his arm quickly away, stood up along with Kaoru, and before I knew it they were both on either side of me. I gave out an irritated sigh, knowing what was about to happen. I mean they already hat their stupid hats on!
"We'll only give you the twenty dollar bill…" Hikaru said.
"…if you can guess…" Kaoru chimed.
"Which one of us is Hikaru!" They both exclaimed in their merry voices. I already knew which one was which though. You would've thought, after, I don't know? One? Two years they would've stop playing their little game on me. I mean, seriously! They know I could tell them apart, why bother anymore?
"You're Kaoru," I said pointing at, you know? Kaoru! "And you're Hikaru." I pointed at, you know? Hikaru!
"Rea-" I cut them off. "Kaoru, you always smile the most since you know I can tell you two apart. And Hikaru…" I instantly snatched the twenty out of his hand and he glared. "You should reconsider putting the evidence showing that you are you, away. Also, only you could glare at me for the whole day if you could. I win." I smiled sweetly at them, mainly Hikaru, before heading back to my other guests.
Next Day~
"I feel bad for you, Haruhi!" I stated, giving her a look of pity. She returned a look of confusion.
"Why?" She asked and I patted her head.
"You got requested by Ayanokoji." You could practically see the venom slipping from my lips as I said her name.
"You mean that girl Tamaki-senpai introduced to me yesterday?" I nodded. "Why would she request me? She obviously doesn't like me."
"That's exactly why she would request you. I mean, didn't she throw your bag into the pond yesterday?" She looked at me in shock.
"How do you know that?" She asked.
"When I was picking up the notes I accidently left behind in class yesterday, I looked out the window and saw her do it. I was going to go tell you, when I spotted you already out there with Tamaki, who was helping you. Anyway, though, enough about that, pay attention to my warning, Haruhi. Watch out for her, trust me, she did this to me last time, lucky for me though, no one was looking since Tamaki decided to play piano that time." She began to listen intently on what I was about to say.
"When the host club was first made Ayanokoji was Tamaki's first client. Over the time though, he started getting more and more clients, each having to go on a waiting list since there were so many. The only person who didn't go on that waiting list though was Ayanokoji, she was Tamaki's number one, thus, the 'favorite one.' And being the 'favorite one,' she thought no one knew Tamaki more than herself, well, wrong! Getting more and more involved with the Host Club, besides just making the costumes and literally becoming a host myself, Ayanokoji realized that there was actually a person who knew more about him than her, and that person, was me. Seeing as I became a new host at that exact moment when she realized that fact, she used it to her advantage. She requested me, talked to me, and during that moment I was thinking the same as you. Why would she request me, if she didn't like me? Thinking that, it hit me like a ton of bricks! At that very moment of realization was when Tamaki announced he was going to play the piano. We both got up and suddenly, wrapping her arms around my neck, she pulled me down with her. I could tell at that very moment what she was planning to do, so as a result, I covered her mouth and said, 'Man…you've could've fooled me too, but I already figured out your plan from the minute you wrapped your arms around my neck. You're trying to accuse me of such an unholy thing, aren't you? Just so I can get kicked out of the Host Club and lose Tamaki's trust. That's pretty shady, I have to say, but…I wonder though… Who would Tamaki believe?' When I asked her that, the little skank hesitated, who wouldn't have? Tamaki, I've known him for four years, he would definitely known it wasn't my fault. I can't say the same for the others though… I knew I had to do something since even if I did get Tamaki's acknowledgement that he didn't believe I didn't do it. Who would the rest believe? A princess or a host who's gender they can't even tell. Obviously, I'd be the most suspicious one. So, reluctantly, I offered her a compromise. If she didn't say a word about this, then I wouldn't tell Tamaki what she tried to pull. And since then, she's done nothing too me."
"Wow… are you sure though you're ok about not telling Tamaki this?" Haruhi asked and I nodded.
"Yeah. I'm cool with it." I replied, smiling. I began looking through my next guest requests when Haruhi spoke up again.
"Hey, if you don't mind, can I ask you a question?"
"You just asked me one already, but what is it?"
"Why do they call you 'Previous?' Is that your real name?" I looked her; suddenly remembering never properly introduced myself.
"Oh, yeah… I never did tell you my real name, did I? Well thanks for reminding me!" I held out my hand, giving her a closed eyed smile. "My name is Hitomi Siren, but you can call me Previous. Nice to meet you!"
When I didn't get a response, I opened my eyes in confusion and saw a shocked look on her face. Why is she so shocked?
"D-Did you say your name is Siren…" She asked in disbelief and I slowly nodded.
"Yeah, why?" She suddenly clasped my hands, much to my confusion and brought me a little closer to her.
"What're your parents' names?!" I flinched at the question…my parents were always a touchy subject.
"My father's name was Atashi, and my mother's was Emily." I replied sadly, looking down.
"N-No way…U-Usagi?" My head shot up. H-How did she know my middle name…?
"How do you know my middle name?" I asked her. She gave me a weird look before giving out an understanding sigh.
"Oh, yeah, of course you wouldn't remember me…It's been like 3 years since you've left. Maybe this will jog your memory." She showed me a silver necklace that was hanging around her neck. The silver chain had a red rose pendant on it. My eyes widen at the suddenly realization, there's only one other person I gave the exact same necklace too.
"You're her…aren't you?"
A/N: I'm pretty sure you guys can guess what happens next. But if you can't then you'll have to wait until next time! Thank you for reading! :D
