TenTen groaned as she got out of bed the next day. She was dreading her time at school after the memories from the previous day flooded her mind. She had agreed to join some stupid club! And on top of that, they all thought she was male. Did she look like a man to them? She didn't feel like wearing contacts today, so she slips on her pair of glasses.
Formerly,
TenTen interally shrieks when she sees the pieces of the vase scattered on the ground. It looked expensive, and she fears the reaction of the students around her. Meekly, she looks up at the man standing closest to her. The silver haired man stops for a moment, processing what just happened. Looking up, he narrows his eyes at TenTen.
"Did you just.." He ponders, genuinely surprised. Not in a good way. He's about to open his mouth again, before the familiar, more sensible man with black hair steps in. "TenTen," He huffs, holding a notepad close to his chest. His eyes also scans his surroundings, "You'll have to pay for that."
She's not surprised, nor is she happy. TenTen begins praying in her mind, hoping for the best. "...How much?" She stammers, clutching her books. The dark haired man lets out a hum, he sounds displeased. "8 Million Yen."
TenTen practically falls to her knees, slumping in depression. There was absolutely no way she'd be able to pay that all off - and with her current financial situation now, she might as well give up. She gathers the courage to finally set her head straight, feeling the complete opposite of confident with all these eyes on her, and especially with her new look.
The black haired man opens his notepad up, flipping through the pages. "And considering you're on a scholarship, I assume you don't have that money right now." His eyes lock with hers, his intimidating gaze freaking her out.
"Um," She gulps, nodding. "Yes, you'd be correct." TenTen cringes, "I'll try my best to get it to you by the end of the year!" She sounds so pathetic, and her feeling is confirmed when she hears a snort from the grey haired man.
The quiet one, labelled as the so called 'Wild type', opens his mouth. "That won't do, Boy." He practically snarls, his deep voice making a shiver go down her spine. "The money is due now."
TenTen now officially knows that she's doomed. She'll get kicked out of this school for stealing - and when that happens, her old school won't even take her in because of the charges pressed. And then she'll live with Gai until he kicks her out and she'll officially stay homeless for the rest of her life. She squeezes her eyes shut, no way she'd let that happen! TenTen would find a way to pay them back, she swears it upon herself.
The black haired man snaps her out of her self motivation, clicking his fingers. The entire group was now huddled together, apart from him. Guess they had some sort of a discussion while she was internally breaking down.
"I have a proposition for you," He starts, the same stern look on his face. "You work as our errand boy until the end of your school time, and we'll clear your debt."
An errand boy? TenTen scoffed, that's all they wanted? She could do that. Piece of cake, even. She'd gladly accept this deal if it meant that all she had to do was deliver them coffees, and maybe do their homework. Whatever rich people wanted.
She fixes her posture, nodding. "Uh, okay. Sure." The man with violet eyes chuckles, "It won't be an easy job. Don't be so eager." The tone in his voice is what made TenTen shudder. The crazy gleam in his eyes definitely put her off. What torture would they subject her to?
"I'm not eager. But I also don't have the finances to pay you back, so I'll take what I can get." She glares at him, and he's about to retort before the black haired man steps in, once again. Guess he was great at breaking fights up.
"Come back here tomorrow at lunch." He waves her off, "Don't be late. Or the deal is over." TenTen practically scurries out of the room, taking note of the classroom number.
And that leads us to where we are now. TenTen is on the train, wearing the exact same thing as she did the day before. Her palms are sweaty, and even though the arrangement that she agreed to was later in the day, TenTen couldn't help but get nervous. When she arrives at her homeroom, she notices two familiar mops of hair.
The two shorter men from the host club. TenTen tries recounting their names, but that's when she realizes that she never even caught the names of anyone in that room. The blond one spots her, skipping over. "Hey, boy." He grins at her, but it wasn't a friendly one in the slightest.
"Name's Deidara, yeah." He gestures to his right, where a few meters over, was the red haired one. They didn't look related, so her guess was that they were just really close friends. "That's Sasori Danna." The man, Sasori, did not look pleased in the slightest when Deidara waved him over.
He does walk over though, his intimidating brown eyes take in TenTen, glancing at her up and down, making her nervous. Deidara, leans in, "Are you excited to join our club?" She cringes, leaning back. Has he ever heard of personal space?
She raises an eyebrow, "Not really," TenTen shrugs, "I didn't know you guys were in my class."
Deidara notices her discomfort, and tries pushing it a little, leaning even closer. "Well, that's because Danna and I always skip, yeah. Not like we need to attend these useless lessons anyway." TenTen's face distorts into one of disappointment. This man was way too close for comfort, but she needed to stand her ground. "Well, you should probably start. They're most likely gonna be helpful for your future, don't you care about that?"
The blond shrugs, "Nah, I know what I'm going to be. An artist, of course!" Sasori sighs, "You've got him all riled up - now he won't shut up." Deidara snaps his head towards him, "Sasori," He whines, "You're so mean!" The other clicks his tongue in annoyance, looking back at TenTen. "You look like a mess. Don't you own an iron, or at least a brush?"
She flinches at his rude remark, "Okay," TenTen scoffs, "Not everybody has their maids doing all their housework for them." TenTen retorts, eyebrows furrowed. Sasori looks disinterested, maybe even spaced out, even though he started the conversation. What an asshole! "What?" Is all he responds with, all nonchalant. He wasn't even listening.
TenTen feels herself getting frustrated, and she's about to open her mouth but the man is already walking away, his blond companion following suit.
What an odd pair. How were they even friends when Sasori didn't even seem to enjoy the company of his companion? Not that she would either, to be honest. He seemed a little too loud for her liking. Actually, none of them seemed to be in her good graces. The only impression that she was getting off of Sasori was that he was a disrespectful idiot.
TenTen ends up taking a free seat at the back of her class next to the window.
She ponders as she waits for the teacher to come in. The host club was... strange to say the most. They were rich, so she guesses it came in their blood to make others their servants, which is what TenTen thought at least. She hoped they wouldn't force her into anything weird, especially not something like sexual slavery. But hey, they were convinced that she was a guy, so hopefully that saves her. She definitely wasn't gonna correct their mistake then. Unless they swing that way..? TenTen prayed otherwise.
The rest of her classes go smoothly. Deidara and Sasori didn't really bother her. In between the ten minute breaks Deidara would sometimes come up to her, showing her some sort of strange clay creature he had formed. He had an eye for it, even TenTen would admit that.
Lunch time rolled around, and Deidara immediately skipped up to her. "Are you ready?" His grin did not reassure her in any way, despite its supposed positivity. TenTen sighs, "Yeah." He walks behind her, wrapping an arm around her clothed shoulder. "Guess Danna and I will come with you, yeah. Wouldn't want you to get lost." She side eyes him with annoyance, but doesn't say anything.
They eventually reach the classroom, and TenTen walks in - once again blinded by the unknown bright light and the rose petals flying straight at her face. She tries to keep her head up, but she can't deny the nervous feeling pooling in her gut.
When they get there, Deidara and Sasori have already scampered off. TenTen doesn't care enough to go see what they're doing. The man from yesterday comes up to her, flashing his onyx eyes at her. "You're here." TenTen looks up at the taller figure, fixing her embarrassingly messy hair. "Yeah.."
"Apologies for the informalities yesterday. My name is Itachi Uchiha. I manage the host club." He introduces himself, finally putting a name to his handsome face. Itachi continues, "You'll basically be assisting the hosts and complying with their requests." TenTen quirks an eyebrow, "Such as?"
"You'll just be performing basic tasks." Itachi explains. "Go downstairs and pick up this package. It is under my name, so just tell the front reception that it's for Uchiha Itachi." TenTen nods, exiting the room. She speeds down the stairs of the school, and it takes her at least ten minutes to go to front reception and back. The package was small, thank god.
She returns to Itachi, who seems to be writing something in his notepad. He glances up at her, disinterested. "Give it to Hidan."
He gestures towards the man sitting on the couch, surrounded by three women. TenTen nods, walking over nervously. Hidan obviously notices her presence, but continues talking to the girl before him, who's giggling and blushing at every word. TenTen internally groans, holding the delivery awkwardly.
One of the quieter women sitting with Hidan looks at her, "Who are you?" TenTen gives an awkward smile, and before she can even respond the lady shushes her. TenTen feels herself grow frustrated, but keeps it contained. You can't just ask a question, then shush the person answering!
The lady smirks, intrigued. She calls out for Hidan, who turns to her. "So this is the little pet, you've taken under your care?" Hidan glances at TenTen, and the woman continues. "I must admit, he's quite cute."
Hidan snorts, "Don't joke like that. But yes, this is TenTen." He stares at TenTen, who has an annoyed expression on her face. She can't hide the fact that she was a little upset at his comment, but of course she wouldn't be able to do anything about it. "You got the delivery." He reaches out a hand towards her, in which she hands Hidan the package. It was just tea. They really ordered fancy, expensive tea? TenTen was in disbelief. Just buy it down at the store!
The lady catches her attention, patting the empty space next to her. "Come sit, boy." TenTen's eyebrow ticks, but she complies. Hidan is a little surprised that she was invited, but doesn't say anything. The woman turns to TenTen, "So, what are you, the host club's dog?" Her tone is polite, but TenTen can't decipher what her main message was.
TenTen awkwardly rubs the back of her neck, "Yeah. I guess you could say so." The woman laughs, "Aren't you too cute to be doing this?" TenTen tilts her head in confusion, "How did you get into this mess?"
TenTen huffs, "It's a long story - and honestly, I don't know if I want to even remember the events." She brushes the messy layers out of her face. The blond woman in front of her smiles, "My name is Yamanaka Ino. If they," She pauses, gesturing to Hidan, "Ever cause you any trouble, you can come to me." TenTen does not miss the flirtatious intent behind her voice, and she can't help but cringe. The beautiful woman in front of her would simply cease to exist if she found out that TenTen was actually a girl.
"Oh," TenTen lets out an awkward chuckle, "Thank you, Miss Yamanaka." Ino's grin widens at her nervousness, finding it completely adorable. All her attention that was previously on Hidan is now focused on TenTen. And Hidan does notice this, scowling at TenTen. How dare she steal his clients away?
TenTen hears a call of her name, and a force pounces onto her, wrapping their arms around her neck. It was the man with the mask from yesterday. "TenTen-kun! You showed up!" He exclaims, rubbing the side of his face into her own. She cannot see this man, but his tall stature and lean build made it difficult for TenTen to believe he truly acted this way. Ino's face twists into a glare at the sight of Tobi, " TenTen will be your saving grace, Tobi. None of the other hosts were doing it for me."
Tobi lets out a giggle, "Ah, but that's where you're wrong, Miss Yamanaka. TenTen-kun is not a host." He wiggles a finger, ruffling TenTen's hair after. TenTen is shocked, snapping her head to glare but Ino interrupts her.
"You'd be making a mistake if you didn't make him a host," She glares, picking up TenTen's chin with her delicate fingers. "He's a pretty one." TenTen's face turns completely red at the proximity, and she's about to respond but Itachi's deep voice calls her from the other side of the room. TenTen meekly apologizes to Ino, before getting up and heading towards the man.
"Is there something else, Senpai?" TenTen recovers from the earlier moments, fixing her shaggy hair.
Itachi looks down at her, an unreadable expression. He didn't answer the question. "Head towards there. We prepared a uniform for you," His gaze falls onto her clothes, "So you look more," He pauses, "approachable." TenTen didn't know what way to take that in, but she complies, walking over to the curtan in the corner of the room.
She pushes it open, seeing a male uniform hung up on a clothes hanger. TenTen looks in awe. They got her a uniform so she wouldn't look like an absolute bum? It was a male uniform, but honestly, she could get past that. The female dresses didn't look to comfortable anyways. Far too puffy for her taste.
TenTen changes into the uniform, staring into the mirror. This way, she really could pass for a man. No wonder they all thought she was male, she couldn't even get offended. She examines her face, then her hair, then her shiny new uniform. Why was she getting excited? This was weird. But I guess it was better to be positive about this whole debt paying thing..
Footsteps approach her dressing room, and TenTen turns back. "Senpai-" TenTen calls out, expecting just Itachi. She pulls back the curtain, and the entirety of the host club is there, standing outside her dressing room. Deidara grins, "Wow, TenTen-Kun, you could really pass for a girl!" He looks her up and down.
The masked man coos, "Tobi thinks TenTen is absolutely adorable!" TenTen raises an eyebrow at his speech. Why does she speak about himself like that? Tobi comes over, squishing her cheeks. He turns back, "Maybe we should reconsider TenTen-kun's punishment and make him a host instead. Miss Yamanaka wanted the same." Tobi suggests in a high tone, scratching her ears.
She doesn't even try swat his hands away, far too lazy. The grey haired man pipes up, "Hmm," He hums, "Maybe this idiot Tobi is onto something! TenTen was stealing one of my guests, too." TenTen doesn't miss the way Hidan glares at her.
Itachi side eyes the man, "Hidan, you really want to make TenTen a host?" He sounds unsure, and that doesn't reassure TenTen in anyway. Hidan turns to TenTen, locking his eyes with her eyes. "Doesn't he look just like a girl? It's cute. The guests will love it, for sure." Before Itachi can even respond, Hidan snaps his head to her.
Hidan points at her, leaning closer. "From now on - you are a host!" TenTen is surprised at his sudden declaration. Hidan continues, "If you manage to get at least one hundred guests to request you, I'll wipe your debt completely from your records." He looks back, "Well, Itachi will. But consider it done!"
Tobi finally lets go of her cheeks, they swell in return. TenTen sweat drops. A host? Did she even have the capabilities for that? She had no idea how to flirt! Yet, treat a man, or a woman in this case. "We'll all teach you how to master the ability of becoming a host," Hidan adds, leaning closer to her as he wraps an arm around her shoulder. He smirks down at her, his purple orbs burning into her own hazel ones.
She did not like the way he was staring at her like that. It felt so pressuring. TenTen thinks about it, palms sweating and head aching with anxiety and stress. "Well, um. Alright. I'll be a host." Hidan smirks at her response. Not like she had another choice. Well, she did, but this one sounded better. At least she wouldn't be slaving away.
Tobi claps, "Yay! How exciting, we have a new host!" He skips away, going off to do his own thing. Sasori doesn't look interested, sighing before walking off. Deidara gives her an approving look, before following behind Sasori, which leaves Itachi and the scary unnamed man.
The unknown one glares at her, grunting. "You better do your job properly." He walks off. What's got him all sour? Itachi sighs. He doesn't look too happy. "Are you alright, Itachi-Senpai?" TenTen asks, a little concerned. He looks at her, "I am fine. Please get ready for your activities." Itachi waves her off politely, walking away.