Ouran Highschool Host Club [Inactive]

(I havent gotten alerts Dx)


Hunny nomed on a cookie, theyre a little more portable than a plate with cake. Wasnt as great but it would suffice for his sweet tooth. His cheeks were pink, complimented with a smile and a happy tummy.


Hunny heard Tamaki's unusually serious voice, used to speak to a girl that made another run away crying. His head whipped to look at him,"i wonder what happened..." He mumbled and frowned, seeing the girl cry. "What was that Hunny-senpai?" A girl that sat beside him asked.


"Hm? Oh nothing~" he blinked his eyes,"Would any of you pretty ladies like some sweets too?" His eyes had stars in them, eager to share as he changed to subject. "I would feel a little less....lonely..." He turned his head and stared at them with puppy eyes and a quivering lip.


"Awwwww~!" The girls said in unison,"Okay!"


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Ritsuka sat at the piano still, observing everyone and everything that is going on. She looked at each of the Hosts,"i see now, theyre here for the enjoyment and entertainment of girls.."she blinked twice and put her hand over her mouth, giggling,"Thats so silly! ^w^" her soft soothing voice spoke to herself. Her smiled sinking into her shoulders with a blush,"At least they want to make people happy...". That was her desire, for everyone to be happy and conflict free.
 
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Nami was growing restless. What were they going to do to her? Banish her to Antartica? Hang her from her toes? HAVE HER HEAD ON A STICK?! No, they didn't even have a stick...


As she pondered the possibilities, she glanced up at Tamaki with a pathetic expression.


"I didn't mean any harm..." she whimpered, forcing up some fake tears. Suddenly, out of absolute nowhere, the lights dimmed and a spotlight flashed on her. Fake rain began pouring from the ceiling, and she toppled out of her chair. She placed the back of her hand over her forehead in a most distressed manner, and sobbed, "I was only trying to pursue my one passion! The one thing that keeps me going!"


Violin music started playing.


"Oh, the pain I feel in my heart!" she wailed. The spotlight disappeared, te rain stopped, and the violins vanished, leaving her rolling around in her own tears.


((In case you haven't noticed, Nami is a wee bit dramatic.))
 
Akihito said:
((Akari is falling in love with Tamaki.
Nami wanted Lily to model for her but stripped her down and grabbed her chest. Lily ran away sobbing.


Tamaki is mad at her for:


1. Intending to take Host Club supplies.


2. Making LIly run away.


Tamaki is going to have a Host Club meeting to decide Nami's fate.))
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((Oemgee. I'll wait for you to post, then I'll have Kyouya follow up and do something.))
 
[QUOTE="Rai-Chan]Nami was growing restless. What were they going to do to her? Banish her to Antartica? Hang her from her toes? HAVE HER HEAD ON A STICK?! No, they didn't even have a stick...
As she pondered the possibilities, she glanced up at Tamaki with a pathetic expression.


"I didn't mean any harm..." she whimpered, forcing up some fake tears. Suddenly, out of absolute nowhere, the lights dimmed and a spotlight flashed on her. Fake rain began pouring from the ceiling, and she toppled out of her chair. She placed the back of her hand over her forehead in a most distressed manner, and sobbed, "I was only trying to pursue my one passion! The one thing that keeps me going!"


Violin music started playing.


"Oh, the pain I feel in my heart!" she wailed. The spotlight disappeared, te rain stopped, and the violins vanished, leaving her rolling around in her own tears.


((In case you haven't noticed, Nami is a wee bit dramatic.))

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"Cage her!" Tamaki shouted.


A cage fell from the ceiling and trapped Nami in her place.


"Nami. You know what we do here. We entertain women. We make them happy." Tamaki said slowly, holding his irritation. "But we do NOT strip them down to nothing and make them run from the room, sobbing. You have cost us a potential customer. You do realize what happens when Kyoya finds out we lost a customer I presume?"
 
Kyouya folded his arms in front of his chest, the black notebook clenched in his hand. He spoke almost immediately, and as he did, the menacing aura that always swirled about his person surrounded the room. "Under the circumstances," Kyouya began, pushing his glasses up his nose as he closed his eyes in thought, "Nami will have to pay for her insolent actions." Quietly he approached the cage, opening his eyes to gaze at the helpless Nami and offering an unpleasant, yet cheerful, smile. "Naturally we can't force you to pay for what you've done, but I thought I might as well mention..." His entire face seemed to grow into the smile, and mischief sparked behind his eyes. "... the Ootori family is one of the most powerful here in Japan, and I'm sure you wouldn't want the Private Police knocking on your parent's door." Finishing the sentence, darkness shrouded everyone in the room besides Kyouya, who stood before them all in a sparkling, almost devilish, shaft of light.
 
Nami cringed, and she whipped her head to Kyouya.


"I don't have parents." she snapped. "I would think you of all people would know that. Thank you, for bringing up such a painful subject."


She sank to the ground and sighed.


"I'm sorry." she muttered. "I forget that the world doesn't revolve around me...I forget that not everyone understands."


She shook her head and choked back the tears, putting on a small smile.


"I'm just a stupid girl." she said with a small laugh. She looked up at them. "Right?"


She looked back down and shook her head, telling herself not to get emotional. She stood up and mumbled, "I'll pay for whatever problems I've caused. Name your price."
 
[QUOTE="Rai-Chan]Nami cringed, and she whipped her head to Kyouya.
"I don't have parents." she snapped. "I would think you of all people would know that. Thank you, for bringing up such a painful subject."


She sank to the ground and sighed.


"I'm sorry." she muttered. "I forget that the world doesn't revolve around me...I forget that not everyone understands."


She shook her head and choked back the tears, putting on a small smile.


"I'm just a stupid girl." she said with a small laugh. She looked up at them. "Right?"


She looked back down and shook her head, telling herself not to get emotional. She stood up and mumbled, "I'll pay for whatever problems I've caused. Name your price."

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Calmly, Kyouya opened his black notebook. Each page he carefully flipped as he scanned its contents, at last settling on a particular entry. "Ah, here we are. Nami Ameha. Age 15. Parents deceased. Likes pie. Is watched over by her nannies." He finished and closed the notebook with a sudden flip of the front cover, then proceeded to frown on Nami. "I highly doubt your nannies would enjoy hearing this news, they might even wish to prevent you from attending Ouran any further." Even though that information was irrelevant based upon what Nami just said, Kyouya still seemed unable to resist the urge of making things even more hopeless. Ultimately though, it was the president's decision, and turning to Tamaki he said, "What should we do, Tamaki?"
 
Tamaki stared at Nami for a while.


Then a wicked grin appeared on his face.


"You know. Didn't we want Haruhi to have...another girl around." Tamaki said slyly. "And we do need a lot of supplies. We would get them ourselves but we're to busy entertaining the lovely princesses. We always have to get them later but perhaps...if we had someone to do it for us. It might be beneficial. Wouldn't you agree Kyoya?"
 
Nami's eye twitched.


"Haha, I could have sworn you just suggested I be the Host Club's lacky!" she laughed as if it was some big joke. "Please, let's be serious now. I'm far too civilized..."


Civilized?


No.


"And proper!"


Proper?


Double no.


"And...um...and..."


Nami, just no.
 
"A fine point," Kyouya stated, nodding his head in agreement as a small smile crept up his lips. "In addition, might I add, we can have Nami aid us in making profit. Your extravagant parties have cost us dearly of late, Tamaki."


Turning brightly to Nami, the vice president addressed her, "Nami Ahema. Welcome to the Ouran Host Club."
 
Nami gasped, horrified.


"NO!" she squeaked. "THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS!"


Haruhi tapped her on the shoulder and said, "There's no point in arguing. Reistance is futile. And keep it down, my headache has gotten worse."


She shuffled away before Nami could reply.
 
Hunny heard a sudden thud and a clang of metal. Him and the girls around him jumped and turned at the source. "You scared Usa-Chan!!" He stood up and looked at Tamaki. Beside Tamaki and Kyouya was a cage, and in it was the girl whom Tamaki was speaking to in such a punishing manner. "Ooh~ you made Tamaki bring out the cage!" He shook his head. He walked up to the cage and stuck his finger in it,"Why is she in here?" He looked at her but spoke to eother Tamaki or Kyouya, wriggling his finger in the cage.


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Ritsuka's thought of the Host Club being a happy place soon came to an end as a cage fell onto a girl. "Wah!" She jumped. Tamaki and Kyouya were scolding the girl and she talked back in a rebellious way. Ritsuka pouted, she wanted to go in and stop the light fight but as she watched longer, she realized that it was for the best and the girl did deserve some sort of punishment for...what she did. A shocked,"Oh my!" Came out of the 4'11" girl, in response to what action this girl performed.
 
Tamaki turned and saw the girl who had gasped out.


"Kyoya, it's best not to make a scene. Why don't you put our new...piglet to work." Tamaki suggested.


((@Rai-Chan PM me whenever you get the chance))
 
Ikari stood outside of the music room ajusting the bag on her shoulder when she heard all the noise pouring out of it. Curiosity got the better of her as she poked her head inside. Then she stepped in behind a girl who she heard gasp in shock. She looked confused around the room at the tall boy with blonde hair and the person in a cage. "I.. um whats going on here?" She took a step back from it all shock and confusion evident on her face, not knowing about the host club since she just arrived at the school.
 
Tamaki turned and smiled.


"It's nothing princess. Just a mere squabble." Tamaki assured.


He went up to her and bowed gracefully.


"I haven't seen you before lovely princess. My name is Tamaki Suoh and welcome to the Host Club. Please, have a seat princess." Tamaki gestured toward the couch and sat down, patting the spot next to him.


"So what's your type? Cool? Lolita? Perhaps the mischievous type?" Tamaki said but then he leaned closer to her and smiled. "Or am I more your type."
 
Ikari blushes horribly "Host club?" She scepticly tilts her head to the side then walks over and plops down beside Tamaki. "I'm uh Ikari. Nice to meet you." She half laughs looking at the floor before sense overcomes her. "Wait.. my type? Isn't this a music room? I.. Whats going on here?" Looking around the room she sees girls sitting at tables swooning over a group of guys while giggling and eating sweets. Then looks back at Tamaki looking abit lost.
 
Tamaki smiled.


"Here at the Host Club. We, the Hosts, have a job to entertain the young beautiful ladies of Ouran. A type is what you like the most. Lets say you like silent, strong guys. That would be Mori-senpai. Perhaps you like a cute, small guy who you could just cuddle all day! That would be Hunny-senpai."


He smiled again and held Ikari's hand.


"And perhaps you want the charming princely type. Why, that would be me of course." He said smiling beautifully at her.
 
Ikari blushed an even deeper shade of scarlet on her cheeks before pulling her hand away with a bad atepmt of hiding a shy smile, her heart skipping a beat she looked away. She then coughed regaining her sense once more and returned her attention back to Tamaki "So it's a school funded club? Where girls come to socialize and flirt with hosts." She looked over at Hunny "But he's so young, why is he here?" She asked curiously.
 
Tamaki laughed brightly.


"Hunny-senpai is more than meets the eye. He's actually a 3rd year student." Tamaki replied, smiling at her again.
 
"Oh" she laughs "I see." Ikari puts down her bag and ajusts herself more comfortably on the couch. "So i guess since i'm here maybe you could tell me more about the host club and it's host? I appologize though, I don't mean to take up to much time without an appointment, I'm sure your very busy." She says hesitantly smiling
 
"I can always make time for such a beautiful person like you." Tamaki said smiling.


He let go of her hand but continued to smile.


"So, what do you want to know? Ask anything!"
 
She smiles back, then asks "Why have a Host Club? Are you the president of it? And your very sweet ..but then i supose thats what your here for." Ikari laughs shaking here head looking around at it all
 
"Why have a Host Club? Should we not entertain the beautiful ladies of Ouran when they have nothing else to do? Yes I am the president. Couldn't you tell? Mademoiselle, I am what I am. When I compliment you and be sweet. I mean it sincerely." Tamaki replied.


He gave her a warm smile.


"You cannot deny that you are beautiful no?"
 
She laughs nervously and toys with her hair "Why thank you, and i supose you have a point." Ikari looks over at the other tables of people sipping their tea with the other hosts "Who are they?" She asks looking at them with all the sunlight pouring in through the sunny afternoon gleaming over everyone peacefuly
 
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