Syrrus
Wishful bard
It as an usual day in the Host Club of Ouran Private Highschool. Ladies was being overwhelmed by the boys who they requested. Sun stood high in the sky and the pink bell had just rung twelve. It was odd that, no one seemed to be going to class in Ouran, though no one ever questioned it and no one mentioned the fact that not even the teachers seemed to mind. They learned things their own way, it was supposed.
Kyoya Ootori was standing, as always and supervising everything that happened, in silence of course. Not to disturb the guest but to count their income and outcome. Sometimes the guests would request him but it did not happen often seeing as his time was the most precious and even though the girls had just as much money as time to spare they rather spent it on the Twins our perhaps the Prince himself.
The Prince, Tamaki Suoh, was perhaps not the easiest to handle but the easiest to stop. He was always gentle, caring and calm around the women, kissing the back of their hands, offering them roses and treating them like the princess he believed they deserved to be. Though, only his closest friends would know his laid back personality and goofy outburst that often made Kyoya and the Twins call him a moron or a complete dolt.
Tamaki sat in the long and high backed sofa together with two young ladies who was having tea, leaning against him as he stroke their cheeks and played with a curl of their hair. He always smiled, making sure that he looked as happy as could be which he indeed also was. There was nothing he wished more than to care for the young women, not only in Ouran but all over Japan as well as the rest of the world.
The Devils, as they were called, were the twins of the Host Club, the playful yet identical Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin. Of course, they were not as identical as one might thing but to the girls who surrounded them as they had started yet another 'The Who's Hikaru Game' of course always letting the girls win as it made them the most proud even though they never were correct and if they were it was often up to dumb luck. This of course used to make the both twins awfully sad, and often made them play devious tricks upon the girls and boys who said wrong, now instead laughed about it as if it mattered little. They were one and the same as well as two different beings. As long as they knew it, nothing else mattered.
There were also little Honey, The Boy Lolita, Haninozuka Mitsukuni. He was of course sitting by the cake table, stuffing his little round face with cake and pretending to feet some to his blush bunny who never left his side. Of course he didn't sit along, not only was he surrounded by girls who thought him to be too adorable to count, but also next to him sat the extremely tall and serious looking, Mori.
Mori was, indifference from Honey, a lot taller and the Wild type, Takashi Morinozuka was not only the tallest of the group but he also managed to rival Kyoya when it came down to complete silence, never speaking a word unless he really had to. Of course, this was mainly because of his role as the dangerous looking Host, too powerful for words sort of guy, and not because he didn't wish to speak. He could talk quite a lot to Honey, would it be needed.
Kyoya Ootori was standing, as always and supervising everything that happened, in silence of course. Not to disturb the guest but to count their income and outcome. Sometimes the guests would request him but it did not happen often seeing as his time was the most precious and even though the girls had just as much money as time to spare they rather spent it on the Twins our perhaps the Prince himself.
The Prince, Tamaki Suoh, was perhaps not the easiest to handle but the easiest to stop. He was always gentle, caring and calm around the women, kissing the back of their hands, offering them roses and treating them like the princess he believed they deserved to be. Though, only his closest friends would know his laid back personality and goofy outburst that often made Kyoya and the Twins call him a moron or a complete dolt.
Tamaki sat in the long and high backed sofa together with two young ladies who was having tea, leaning against him as he stroke their cheeks and played with a curl of their hair. He always smiled, making sure that he looked as happy as could be which he indeed also was. There was nothing he wished more than to care for the young women, not only in Ouran but all over Japan as well as the rest of the world.
The Devils, as they were called, were the twins of the Host Club, the playful yet identical Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin. Of course, they were not as identical as one might thing but to the girls who surrounded them as they had started yet another 'The Who's Hikaru Game' of course always letting the girls win as it made them the most proud even though they never were correct and if they were it was often up to dumb luck. This of course used to make the both twins awfully sad, and often made them play devious tricks upon the girls and boys who said wrong, now instead laughed about it as if it mattered little. They were one and the same as well as two different beings. As long as they knew it, nothing else mattered.
There were also little Honey, The Boy Lolita, Haninozuka Mitsukuni. He was of course sitting by the cake table, stuffing his little round face with cake and pretending to feet some to his blush bunny who never left his side. Of course he didn't sit along, not only was he surrounded by girls who thought him to be too adorable to count, but also next to him sat the extremely tall and serious looking, Mori.
Mori was, indifference from Honey, a lot taller and the Wild type, Takashi Morinozuka was not only the tallest of the group but he also managed to rival Kyoya when it came down to complete silence, never speaking a word unless he really had to. Of course, this was mainly because of his role as the dangerous looking Host, too powerful for words sort of guy, and not because he didn't wish to speak. He could talk quite a lot to Honey, would it be needed.
