An MLB AU X OHSHC Oneshot

Chapter 1

"Tamaki Suoh and Y/N Brigole to the Headmasters office please." The intercom spoke during club hours. I heard Kyoyo audibly sigh.

"Hey, don't worry about it." I comforted patting his shoulder. "I'm sure whatever it is won't take too long. Especially since it's both of us, and as far as I know we haven't done anything wrong."

"Exactly." Tamaki said walking over so he could escort me to his father's office with him. "And I'm sure that if you hosted a few you'd get just as many customers." He teased.

"Tamaki." I started in a scolding tone.

"Right, right, sorry." He shook his hands. "I promise we'll be back as soon as we can." He smiled. "Let's go, my love." I smiled as he offered me his arm. I took it, waving goodbye to Kyoyo before leaving the clubroom. 

"Did you do something wrong?" I hissed after the door was shut.

"No. Did you?" He hissed back.

"No." We both looked at each other before silently agreeing that we would find out when we got to the office.

"I forgot to ask." He said after walking in a comfortable silence for several minutes. "Did Gene have a good birthday?"

"Yeah, Pops had a great birthday." I laughed. "It's still a little weird to me that you call him by his first name. He told you to call him Pops."

"Yeah but it's weird."

"For you maybe." I shrugged. "Also, Austin and Dallas are stopping by the Host Club later. I probably should've told Kyoyo that."

"Jeez." He sighed. "I love your family, but the other two triplets are chaos bringers of massive proportion."

"I know what you mean." I sighed, rubbing the back of my head awkwardly. "The first time I slept in the same house as them I woke up with honey and chocolate sauce in my hair and shaving cream all over my face."

"How did you get them to not do that again?"

"I threatened them." 

"What?"

"You're an only child. I have four siblings. You don't understand my pain." I told him, a dead look in my eyes as I stared forward. "The only way to get them to understand is threatening chaos with even more chaos."

"I'll take your word for it." He said as we approached the door to the Headmasters office. We knocked, and were granted entry. "Hello, father." Tamaki greeted.

"Hello, Headmaster." I greeted politely, standing in front of his desk next to Tamaki.

"Hello, Tamaki. Hello, Brigole." He greeted. "Please, take your seats." We sat down in the two chairs. 

"Have we done something wrong, sir?" I asked. He shook his head.

"Not at all. Actually, I'd like for one or both of you to do something for me." I breathed a sigh of relief. I'm still not the trouble maker in the family.

"What is it, father?" Tamaki asked.

"There is a girl in Paris who took the test for our scholarship program. She passed. However, she is still on the fence about attending her. She's currently going to a public school. Françoise Dupont High School to be exact." He told us. "Where was it?" He shifted a few papers around. "Ah yes. A Miss Marinette Dupain-Cheng. On top of her taking the test, she's a fashion designer."

"She sounds lovely." I smiled. 

"No offense father, but what does that have to do with us?" Tamaki asked.

"Yes, I would like one or both of you to go fetch her. Spend a month convincing her to attend our school instead of the public school she's currently attending." I nodded slowly.

"I believe Y/N should go alone, father." Tamaki said. I looked at him in shock. "Think about it. I know Paris, but they grew up as a commoner."

"I was middle-class." I muttered. 

"Still. They'd easily fit in at that school and make friends with this Marinette girl."

"He does have a point." I added. "My family also has an estate I'd be able to stay at. If we're in the same grade, my dads could use their influence to get me into her class." I suggested.

"Perfect, it seems we've figured it all out. You leave in a week, Brigole. Make sure to inform your fathers and be prepared."

"Of course, sir." I nodded as Tamaki and I got up and started to leave. I was about to leave, when the Headmaster called out to me.

"Brigole." I turned slightly to face him as I stood in the doorway.

"Yes, sir?" I asked, looking at him.

"Be careful. I've heard some interesting things about a certain girl in Miss Dupain-Chengs class."

"I'll be sure to keep that in mind. Thank you, sir." I smiled, and nodded before, closing the door behind me, and rushing to catch up with my lovely boyfriend. 

"Last one there has to tell Kyoyo that you're leaving in a week." He said, tagging my shoulder and taking off.

"No fair!" I yelled after him sprinting off to chase him. 

He won. But only because he cheated and got a headstart! When I got back to the Host Club, I was panting because this is a big school and I just ran through a lot of it. I opted out of PE because I have other things I needed to do.

"You were the last one here, beloved." Tamaki teased.

"I will sic my other two-thirds on you. Don't test me. The Chaos Duo will come for you." I told him, before standing up straight and popping my back. "Alright, fine. I lost. Where's Kyoyo?"

"He's in the back." Kaoru called.

"Thanks." I nodded and walked towards the back.

The backroom is equipped with a kitchen but is actually where Kyoyo, Renge, Tamaki, and I do most of the financing and planning. It's a big room, with a table for the four of us. Although the kitchen does take up most of the room. 

Because of the kitchen, I actually make a lot of the snacks we give out. Kyoyo is grateful I know how to cook and bake. He claims it saves money. I don't really care because I can eat the leftovers.

And I always do. Every leftover will be purged. None can escape.

When I entered the back room, I saw Kyoyo sitting at the planning table. He was muttering something under his breath as he went over all the notes he had made. I gently approached him. 

"Kyoyo?" I said, tapping his shoulder, and stepping back immediately, as he swung around.

"Yes, Y/N?"

"Well," I said awkwardly. "I have been given a mission." I told him slowly. "And in a week, I will," I paused upon seeing his slight glare and raised eyebrow. "be... leaving.... for a month... to Paris." I gulped staring him directly in the eyes.

I fear the Chaos Duo that is my two other triplets. And I have other fears, like (greatest fear). But nothing, and I mean NOTHING scares me more than Kyoyo when he's ticked off. Because Kyoyo can ruin you with a single text. He knows your weak points and how to hit them just enough to absolutely fuck you over. It's terrifying. 

"Who said you could leave for a month? Tamaki will be insufferable because you'll be gone. On top of that, you can't just abandon your duties as a manager of the Host Club."

"The headmaster wants me to go to Paris to convince a girl to come to Ouran." I told him. My mind went over what I'd been told, trying to figure out what I could tell him to make him want to use this for his advantage. "She's a fashion designer." I told him. His ears perked up.

"A fashion designer you say?" I nodded. "If we recruit her as a possible background member of the Host Club that'd be very useful." He mumbled. "Fine. You can go."

"Didn't have much of a choice, but I appreciate your approval." I gave him a thumbs-up and smiled at him.