Author Notes: Wow it is taking me a lil bit longer than I thought to work on this story. Anyway, I am glad that many people are enjoying the story enough to add it to their favorites, follows, and alerts. It means a lot to me considering that I worry so much that many people do not like Tamaki x OC fics without a lot of chemistry or romance. However, I do hope that you guys will continue to read the story. Anyway, begin the next chapter!

Mix Twelve: The Soul Queen meets The Otaku

Sally danced down the hallway to the beat of the song playing from her earbuds tucked snugly in her ears as she got to the doors leading to Music Room 3. She was freed from the depths of boredom known as detention; her first order of business was to visit the club rather than going straight home. After all, she wanted to start as a frequent visitor for the first time. She was glad that the worst she got for the fight earlier that morning was to sit in the library quietly. At least she had her music, which saved her sanity.

She opened her eyes for a second grabbing the golden latch to the door pushing it open. She slipped through the opening and continued dancing not caring how she looked nor did she even hear some of the girls in the room murmur about her being strange.

"It's getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes!" Sally sang shaking her hips from side to side along with the beat of the song. "I am getting so hot, I'm gonna take my clothes off."

Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing to stare at her, some of the other girls who were in her class began squealing about how she was so bold to make an entrance while others whispered that she was being vulgar.

"Sally," Tamaki held back a snicker and got up walking over to her, he tapped her on the shoulder gently trying to get her attention.

Sally swung her hair as it slapped Tamaki in the face; she spun around twice before finally opening her eyes. She looked around the room taking note of the stares. She quickly took her earbuds out of her ears. "Ooh shit…I danced my way in here…my bad."

"Sally, you were absorbed in your music," Tamaki held the side of his face from the slap of her hair. "So, how was detention?"

"It was boring as fuck!" Sally said simply. "Man, that chick running it was such a bore…she wouldn't let me sleep through it. Anyway what ya'll got to eat up in here?"

Tamaki lost it; he began laughing loudly much to the surprise of the female guests. He took Sally's hand. "Come on sit with me, we have imported chocolates today."

"Imported chocolates?" Sally rolled her eyes. "Dude, I need to carbo load, so I am gonna stay for one hour then head out to Mickey D's for three Big Macs and a huge soda."

"You're going to Mickey D's?" Tamaki asked with disappointment in his voice. "I wanna go with you, will you wait until I am done here so I can go with you?"

"Well I guess I could since you did say you were feenin' for a Hot and Groovy burger," Sally ran a finger under his chin gently. "Rene, I seriously would be honored to hang with you." Moving her fingers from under his chin, she stepped back and walked towards the table where Haruhi was sitting. "Yo Haruki, what's up? Working hard or hardly working?"

"Sally-chan it's good to see you, please have a seat." Haruhi said politely thoroughly amused by Sally's antics. "I was just talking to these lovely ladies about how they feel about our upcoming beach trip."

"Upcoming beach trip and where was I?" Sally sat down in the chair. "I didn't know our school was planning a trip, damn I gotta run to the ninety-nine to pick up some shades."

"Ninety-nine?" asked one of the girls with small horn-like buns on her head. "What's that mean Moore-san?"

"Ok first of all, I am not Moore-san, call me Sally or Sals. We're in the Marching band Sparkles, and two Ninety-nine is slang for the ninety-nine cents drug store in town."

"Is that a commoner store?"

"Hell no, you don't gotta be a commoner to shop at a store like that, it's nice to not pay full price for something," Sally leaned back in her chair. "I rather pay a low price for something that will be worn for the beach."

"Wait, are you a kogal?" Asked the short haired brunette.

"The fuck's a kogal?" Sally whipped her head around to Momoka and Haruhi. "Haruhi and Sparkles translate for me."

"A kogal is a Japanese term for bad girl or girl with attitude," Momoka explained looking at her phone as she had googled the term and came across a website called Urban Dictionary.

"The real meaning is a fashion involving wearing an outfit based on a Japanese school uniform with a shortened skirt, loose socks and often dyed hair." Haruhi corrected.

"Ah I see," Sally looked at the girl with a smirk. "Nah, I am a Soul Queen, one hundred percent. I kick ass, take names and look damn good doing it."

"Soul Queen! This is just awesome! Majorly awesome!"

The sound of what appeared to be a motor filled the air. A large platform in the center of the room begun rising from the floor. A girl wearing kogal inspired clothes stood atop it. Her blonde hair was almost blowing in a supernatural wind and her laughter sounded like a banshee.

"Who the hell is this crazy ass bitch?" Sally questioned raising an eyebrow; she walked towards the place where Renge had suddenly appeared. "Yo, Boo boo kitty, if you wanted to come in why the hell didn't you use the door like a normal person?"

Renge blinked a few times looking down at Sally, she leapt off the platform and landed in front of her. "So you're the Soul Queen that everyone was talking about, you don't seem like the other girls here."

"Of course not, and I hate to be rude but who the fuck are you?" She asked taking a step back. "Someone explain!"

"I am the host club's manager Renge Houshakuji, and I am also top holder of knowledge about every architype in any anime series and-."

"So you're one of those random chicks that have a hug pillow of an anime guy in her bedroom and do nothing but watch anime all day?"

"That's mean," Renge mumbled. "I don't have a hug pillow of an anime boy…per say."

"I'm just fuckin' with you," Sally slapped her on the back. "Anyway you always come out of the floor like that? Do you wait until someone says something you can answer to or do you have your own bat cave under this room?"

"A bat cave?"

"Nevermind…I'll have Rene explain that one," Sally went back to the table and sat down. "So pull up a chair Boo boo kitty and tell me a lil about yourself."

Renge followed her and sat down at the table in between Momoka and Kimiko. "I am the host club's manager as I said before and I've heard some stories about you from some of the girls in the broadcast club."

"Ah, so my rep got all around the school huh?" Sally looked over her shoulder. "Yo Hikabro you owe me twenty bucks!"

"Damn it!"

Renge laughed softly. "Anyway, you're really tough and completely different from most of us here, and I have always wanted to meet you but I wasn't sure how to approach you."

"Well you could've walked up to me," Sally shrugged stealing the strawberry tart from Haruhi's plate. "I don't bite unless food is involved and as long as you don't try to run up on me in the hallway you're saved from earning an ass kicking."

"Ah I see, and you're going to the beach with the club?" Renge asked. "I really would love to see the Soul Queen in action on the beach."

"Well it depends on how Rene feels about that," Sally sent a small smirk in Tamaki's direction and good-naturedly flipped him off which was returned. "After all I am Rene's food handler; I gotta make sure he doesn't die from ingesting shit that can kill him."

"Wait, you're the girl who…"

"You saved our beloved Tamaki-sama?"

Sally sighed as the girls began giving her praise for acting so quickly. The incident in her mind was almost forgotten but it was reopened and she shuddered at the memories. "Yeah, but it's no big deal…ahem, so I think it'd be fun to go to the beach, hang with you chicks, bum around with the bros and swim in the ocean hoping not to get attacked by Jaws. That is if there is no violin playing."

Renge's eyes filled with stars and she leapt up onto the table and laughed loudly. "Attention clients of the host club! We have confirmation that the Soul Queen is going on the annual host club's beach trip! This is so exciting that I can eat three bowls of rice!"

"Boo boo kitty, get your crazy ass off the table!" Sally scolded. "Don't you got no home training?! Haruki and I are trying to get our grub on!"

Renge ignored Sally's words and continued laughing loudly while exclaiming how Sally was going to be a great addition to the beach trip.

"Fuck me…" Sally grumbled cleaning up the mess that had been made in the music room from the celebration of her supposed initiation into the host club as the Soul Queen. She hadn't even known she was being introduced into this crazy world until Renge and the rest of the guests started requesting to talk to her.

"Sally, I'm sorry about Renge," Tamaki stood up holding the dustpan. "If you don't want to go to the beach now I will understand."

"Nah, it's all good," Sally leaned against the broom and shook her head. "I have met crazier people than Boo boo kitty. This ain't nothing new."

"Why do you call her-?" Tamaki began.

"I'll explain better when we watch Empire tonight," Sally sighed softly and walked towards the closet to put the broom away. "Are you sure that Kyo's not pissed about the sudden celebration? I could've sworn I saw a vein appear on the side of his head."

"He was quite pleased with the outcome," Tamaki put the dustpan away and took Sally's hand. "Don't worry about big bad Kyouya; I won't let him be mean to you."

"I can take care of myself Rene, I could beat his skinny ass with two hands tied behind my back," Sally snickered. "But naw, Kyo's good people so I won't beat his ass unless he fucks up in some kind of way."

A silence passed between them and Tamaki glanced at the way Sally's bangs fell over her right eye despite being swept to one side. He had to tell her how he really felt about her but was unsure of what to do about it. Maybe she'd accept his confession?

"So, Rene, I was thinking about the trip, how about I make a bad ass travel mix?" Sally asked. "We're going to be stuck in a car for six hours so why don't we have a mix of road trip songs to jam out to?"

"Whatever you want my darling Sally," Tamaki smiled. "So we're going for Mickey D's right?"

"Hell yeah," Sally laughed. "I'm buying!"

End Chapter

Author Note: The stage is set for crazy beach adventures, with fluff, randomness and Tamaki slowly converting back to his crazy ways as a defense mechanism. Of course, this also means that Sally has now become a part of the host club as the Soul Queen thanks to Renge forcing the club to add her. Though she is not an official member, she is just dubbed as an unofficial member because many of the girls in the club want to hear of her adventures. I am going to play around with the beach episode that's coming up to show her interactions with the rest of the club members most specifically her other male best friend that she starts hanging out with.

Let me know in the reviews if you want Tama x Sally or The royal ravers to become an item by the end of the story and which other relationship you want to see more of or if you want more about the other relationships to be revealed. Thank you so much for reading and I'll see you guys in the next chapter!