Ouran Highschool Host Club IC

[Tsubasa]

Top floor of the south campus, end room in the north corridor is an unattended, unused music room. Inside the doors the once music rooms hold an unusual group of gentlemen, the host club. Tamaki, the founder of the host club sat in a chair surrounded by the other members, in front of him stood the new members. Between the two groups stood Tamaki's best friend and partner, Kyoya.

Kyoya held a black book in his hands as he walked up and down the line of boys inspecting them all as if they were fruit he might buy. He scribbled something in his book then smiled, "Here at they host club we cater to the needs of our female senpais, our female classmates and those in grade below us in high school. Each of us have a 'type' to allure the women."

As he spoke he gestured to the host whom it matched, "Devils and or brotherly love, natural, Lolita, strong and silent, princely and myself cool. These are types based off our traits and the way we treat out guests. If anyone treats any of the guests in an ungentleman like way, said host will be immediately removed."

He looked back at his black book and began to write something as he spoke, "Each of you will find said type with time. Tamaki has chosen you all to join us for both your looks and attitudes. However, it is I who you must now impress. For I will be seeing you will be a good addition or merely a hinderence.

"In a moment I will open the doors and the girls will come in. We haven't a theme for this week because I wish to see you all on level ground. I, myself, will not be taking any clients to allow myself to observe you all," He walked over to the door and looked at the boys, "I wish you luck."

The doors unveiled a large group of girls who entered and began to seek out the hosts whom they wished to see, new and old.

[Major Ursa]

She saw Honey, who was happily bouncing around with his pink bunny plush in hand. He seemed ecstatic to see the fan girls pouring in, Aoi herself wasn’t much for sharing the boy's time with others, but she wasn’t his keeper. She hadn’t even met him in person before. She decided to wait out in the hall in her standard hoodie-jeans-sneakers comfort combo, at least till Honey had less girls crowding around him, but that would leave her with some time to ponder to herself.

It was the beginning of the school year, and she only saw him once, but Aoi was falling fast. Honey had a natural feel of joy and kindness, and people tended to gravitate towards him because of it. She was envious, to even befriend someone like that would be a blessing in itself. He was just…too cute!

She leaned against a wall and sighed to herself when another girl came up to her laughing, “What’s with you? Waiting for your girlfriend to finish up meeting with her favourite Host? Though most of the Hosts are single, boyfriends shouldn’t be too concerned…”

It seemed like she was being mistaken for a guy again…this happened all the time, but Aoi didn’t see the point of correcting people. She spoke up quietly, “No, I’m waiting for Honey to become free…”

The girl jumped back a bit, wearing a shocked expression. She opened her mouth to say something, stopped herself, then spoke up, “I-is that so?!” Then she squealed out loud, and took off in the opposite direction. 'Weird.'

[Whimsical]

Standing in line with a large group of new 'recruits', as it were, Katzu wrung his hands together nervously, sweat dripping down his concealed brow. He felt more out of place than ever before, being the tallest boy in the lineup, and the most unkempt. Kyoya's flat line voice wasn't helping the situation much, either... Though, Haruhi could be spotted rolling his eyes as he was referred to as a natural. Attempting to drown out Kyoya with his thoughts, Katzu thought back to the day he'd met Honey, only about a week ago. During one of his after class baking stints, the small, bubbly boy had followed the smell of baking cake all the way to Katzu. After the boy ate a whole cake, they conversed for quite some time, though it was mostly one-sided. After Honey had told him about the Host Club, Katzu couldn't help his curiosity. Honey was the only one that payed him any mind during his time at Ouran, and the small-statured boy encouraged a small feeling of hope. Perhaps there were others in this club of his, blind to his obvious deficiencies...

However, that doesn't exactly seem the case. Katzu silently cursed himself for deciding to come here as women rushed in, causing him to retreat to a shadowed corner. The crowd was definitely rather intimidating... Though, many of the of Hosts and newbies didn't seem to be having any trouble. A group of women had already herded to Haruhi's area as he greeted them all with a sweet smile, and an equally sweet cup of tea. For some time, Katzu was only approached by women whom either thought him lost, or were simply shocked by his appearance. Though, there were a few others that seemed concerned about his health, what with the nervous movements of his hands and the sweat soaking his brow.

He made some attempts to socialize, but with the collectively stuffy and arrogant feel in the room, Katzu could only manage to stammer a few short words. He was never very good in 'formal' situations.

Occasionally casting a worried eye towards some of the new boys, Haruhi sat on a couch amongst his group of regulars, chatting about the usual things. Sometimes, it could all become quite monotonous, but Haruhi was happy just to make these girls smile; despite how easy it may be.

[AHeartlessNobody]

For Honey, this was great. He was going to get to see all of the new hosts in action! He bounced around, his pink stuffed rabbit in hand, watching the girls pour in. As usual, he had quite a few girls come to him, but he didn''t mind. They always gave him hugs and cake, he two favorite things in the whole wide world! It was great to be a part of this cub if you were really short and cute.

As he spoke to his usual costumers, he looked over to see some of the newbiesat work. Most seemed to be doing okay. Well, execpt for Katzu. He just seemed to sit in a corner and look aorund nervously. Most girls only went to him for a moment before leaving and going to one of the other hosts.

Okay, it was time to crank up the cuteness.

"Katzu!!!!" Honey yelled, giggling as he ran up to the boy,jumping and hugging onto him. That sure got a bunch of girls attention.

Amaya wasn't too sure about this.Ever since she had moved from America to Japan, she had heard a lot about his 'Host Club' and it seemed everyone wanted to go there. To be honest, she wouldn't have gone there if it weren't for Kyoya. Sure, she never went to him. No, she was too nervous to go anywhere near him. Plus there was the fact that he had a girlfriend and she didn't want to get in between the two. That would be wrong.

But she also didn't want to be some fan girl that came to him everyday when she knew there could be nothing there. So, she stuck with the other hosts, revolving between them all, minus Kyoya of course. It was better this way. She could watch him without anyone knowing.

So, there she stood, outside the doors in the back of the group, waiting for them to open the doors. And, of course, as soon as the doors opened, people flooded in. She waited for a bit, as she was not one for crowds, and after a few of the girls cleared out, leaving one of the twins open to herself, she walking in, sitting down, looking up to see it was Hikaru. You could always tell by the way they parted their hair. Or the fact that if you watched them, even though they seemed to act the same, there were certain traits and habits that each one had. She made sure to take note of those thigs, a she though it horrible when someone mixed them up and didn't want to be one of those girls.

"Hello Hikaru." That was the voice of another girl, going to the other twin. Amaya sighed and shook her head. Another girl unwilling to take the time to learn who was who.

She gave a soft smile to the twin that she was sitting in front of. She knew exactly who it was, "Hey Hikaru, havn't talked to you in a long while. How have you been?" Her voice was very soft, like a tiny bell. And what she had said wasn't what most girls that came said. It was kind of like catching up with an old friend more then talking to a cute boy. She perfered the conversation to be that way. It was just better because she felt like she got actual words and not just the glitter and glamour of the hosts.

[CrimsonWolf]

Hikaru had just sat down to get away from the crowding girls which caused him to loose his brother some how. He sighed softly when he heard a girl's voice. He looked to see it was Amaya. "Oh hey, Amaya. Yeah I've been busy with the Host Club and all. I've been alright so far." Finally Kaoru found Hikaru sitting with Amaya. Grinning softly he sat next to Amaya with one arm behind her. "Hey, Amaya! How are you? I haven't seen you around lately."

Mavik sighed deeply as he listened to Kyoya's rambling. He then looked over to his brother Shik and whispered, "Why did I let you talk me into this again?" Before Shik could reply Kyoya had opened the doors to let the girls come flooding in. At first all of the main boys were getting the girls attention then Shik smiled softly and held his hand out to a girl with black hair. "Evening, M'lady. How are you today?" The girl handed him her hand as she smiled softly, "I'm fine and yourself, Sir?" Shik gently kissed her hand and smiled sweetly at her, "Better now that the Host Club is excepting more gentlemen." Mavik rolled his eyes then walked over to a different girl. Now it was his turn to try and stay in the club for his brother's sake. He let out a soft sigh then smiled as gently as he could when he tapped a Mori fan on the shoulder, "Evening, Miss. I was watching you from a far and couldn't help, but notice how lovely you look today. It seems your glowing with such a beautiful radiance that it drew me in like a moth to a flame."

Crimson looked at Shik then looked around trying to find Kyoya. "I'm sorry, but you wouldn't by any chance know where, Kyoya, is would you?" Shik blinked a little then as he stood back up straight he found Kyoya on the other side of the room examining all of them, "There he is, M'lady. Shall I have the honor of escorting you over to him?" Crimson thought for a moment then nodded her head. "You shall if you tell me your name first, Sir." "My name, M'lady, is Shik. I am the twin to M-" "Your Mavik's twin brother. It's a honor and pleasure to meet you at last, Shik." She walked with Shik until they reached Kyoya then she leaned up a little to whisper into his ear, "Are you too busy for your girlfriend today, Kyoya?"

[AHeartlessNobody]

Amaya looked up to see Kaoru sit next to her, her arm around her shoulder. She gave another soft smile and pushed up her glasses, "Hello, Kaoru. I've been better I guess." She said softly and glanced over to see Kyoya. At first he was just working, looking at all of the new Host Club Members, but then his girlfriend walked up to him and she frowned, but quickly hid it with a another soft and shy smile before she spoke again, "This place is really crowded today...should I leave and come back later? Or maybe tomorrow?" It was crowded, and she was sure that the twins had more costumers waiting for them, but really she didn't want to watch her crush with his boyfriend.

[Major Ursa]

Aoi was standing in the door way of the Host Club again, peeking in, and it didn’t seem like the Honey fans were dwindling in number. In fact, it looked like more had come in the past few minutes. She’d have to book some of Honey’s time with one of the Host Club’s leaders…Kyoya…was it? And now that she had time to mull over her crush on Honey, she realised she wouldn’t know what to say to him!

She saw Honey latch onto one of the other, more nervous looking hosts…were they close friends? Or was Honey just being overly affectionate? 'That’s it!' Aoi readied herself, limbering herself up, she zipped up her hoodie so it wouldn’t get caught in anything. Within the second she ran into the room, hating crowded places, she weaved through the number of Host Club fan girls in her way.

And soon she was at her goal. She hooked arms with him and turned to the other Host, and inclined her head politely while avoiding eye contact and coolly hid her nervousness, “Excuse me, Honey. I want to spend time with this Host here…Katzu…” Aoi patted herself on the back mentally for remembering his name from the random girl talk in class. She began to pull the Host away from Honey and his fans, he seemed to be in a state of shock.

[Kaonashi]

He stood for a while watching things get bustling. Unlike all the others he was just the bit more average, and it seems that they didn't come here for that. At least, in his opinion. His guitar was held in one hand, he tried to keep from clutching tightly, he looked slightly downwards. From the corner of his eye he saw that a new host was even dragged away, he had to do something didn't he?

But he didn't exactly have the charisma to just go up to someone, it didn't really fit his image as well. He was the only one in the guitar, and he had to play it to get attention. Alright, that was the plan. Sitting down finally, he took a deep breath, and started to play a song(Here are the English Lyrics)

That really did get some attention from them! Girls started to gather, watching him blush brightly and look nervous while singing a song with a french accent. It was quite a sight indeed, it looked like he was serenading one of them but there were actually a lot of them. When the song ended, which was after five minutes, they all rushed him, talking about things now.

"It..is nice to meet you, I'm Triste,"he said to all of them, scratching the back of his head with thought as he blushed really brightly(Which made his smile look brighter too). The girls giggled, the situation was like how a girl met her next door neighbor for the first time. Each one, two, or even three got some time with him. His nervousness was really working for him wasn't it!

Meanwhile Mori was behind Honey, ready to do anything he asked as he always was. Like always he was silent, standing really tall and firm. It was usual for Honey to be close with other people, so he never did mind.

[Tsubasa]

Kyoya walked in and around the girls as they sat or stood with the host members. Every so often he would read something from with in his book or jot something down. A few of the boys appeared rather nervous, others seemed more comfortable. He heard a voice whisper in his ear and pushed his glass up his face. He turned and wrapped his arms around his girlfriend and kissed the top of her head. After moment of standing there, he heard one of the hosts begin to sing and wrote within his book behind Crimson.

Tamaki walked over to the couple and tapped Kyoya's shoulder, "May I steal you? We should discuss the members."

Kyoya nodded as he released Crimson, "Do you not have customers?"

Tamaki smiled, "Quite a few actually but today is about the hosts not the ladies."

Kyoya laughed, "I am amazed you are even capable of saying that."

Tamaki's face dropped and he began to walk away before Kyoya grabbed his shoulder, "No corner. If you are not with your customers we will discuss the hosts. Excuse me, Crimson."

The two boys walked over to an empty couch and sat as Kyoya opened his book. He looked at Tamaki! "I haven't gotten the chance to see Reizo yet but I have seen the others. The twins Mavik and Shik, I was worried they would be falling in with Hikaru and Kaoru but they don't seem to keep things to the two of them as much and they seem to be going more after your role. If we keep them we might have to find them a type. Triste I was worried about him to begin with but he has made his nerves work for him as well as his ability to play the guitar. Then there is Katzuhiko.... I don't think the boy can make a profit; each girl I've seen approach him left shortly after."

Tamaki scratched his head, "But he has promise."

"Promise doesn't always make profit. We lucked out with Haruhi with the makeover," he explained to his friend, whose eyes suddenly lit up. He jumped to his feet, "A makeover, we can give a more clean look."

Kyoya bit in lip in thought then nodded slightly, "Girls would be more inclined to see him... After the girls leave, his makeover will begin," Kyoya reached out to his book and wrote something in it and left Tamaki who was once again swarmed by girls.
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Ren entered the host club holding a thin book to her chest. She had heard the girls in her class speaking of the gentlemen within the host club and how kind they were. Ren hoped these men would be easier to talk to. Looking around girls bustled about and Ren often was bumped into, each time letting out a small peep that went ignored by the girls. Ren could feel herself trembling, she didn't think that this place got this busy, maybe to wasn't the right place to be as she was pushed around like a pin ball. A hand suddenly grabbed her arm and removed her from the crowd. Her voice was soft as she thanked her saviors shoes.

[Aesthetic]

Miya stood over in the corner of the room, studying over sheet music for her recital. She didn't want to participate in the strange "Host" club. But Reizo was obviously enjoying himself, charming girls with a slightly tweaked story of their shared past. All of them held his hand, patted his back. She didn't like everyone getting so friendly with him.

" That's your sister?" They all asked in raised whispers. Miya closes her eyes and sighs.

Hearing the alluring sound of the guitar, Miya looks over at a blonde-ish boy. He was actually quite good, and she was half-tempted to walk over and start a conversation, until she realized that he, too was a host. She continues studying her sheet music, pondering over whether she should just call the chauffer to come and pick her up.

Reizo was thoroughly entertained by how the girls that attended Ouran were so easily charmed. They melted into his hands like putty, especially when he told them about how he loved his sister very much. And when he told them about his troubled past. One of them trembles with tears, sobs racking her body. He quickly sits over by her, holding her in a tight embrace. Reizo quickly pulls out a handkerchief, cradling the weeping girl's face.

"A lady should never have to cry, especially over a past like mine," he says softly. The girls around them freak out, and some even shed tears in hopes of getting Reizo to comfort them. He looks over at the corner where Miya was standing, but she was too encompassed by her violin sheets. Shaking his head, he gets up from his seat, smoothing out the wrinkles in his pants. "Excuse me, ladies," he says. Even when he departed, they seemed to swoon. Was it his accent?

Reizo strode over to his younger sister, who was totally immersed in her music. "You should really be more social," he remarked as he coolly stuffed his hands into his pockets.

Miya glares at him, folding her arms, the sheets still clutched in her right hand. "Why would I want to have a boy trick me into thinking that I'm beautiful?" Miya says. Her voice was neutral, but her eyes glittered, on the verge of tears.

Reizo looked at her sorrowfully. "Don't make me wipe your tears like I did the last girl." Reizo smiled, obviously trying to bring up her spirits. Miya vigorously shook her head, her eyes dropping back towards the black notes, which were starting to get fuzzy.

"Reizo! Why are you taking so long?" A girl chimed.

Reizo turned back to his sister, whose emotional moment from just a few seconds ago was wiped from her expression. "Fine," he started. "You don't have to talk to them now, but I'm going to introduce you once service is over." Reizo swiftly returned to his seat and continued flirting.