Ouran Highschool Host Club, 4th generation

Chapter 1: Tamaki's Decision

"Uhhh..... sorry, wrong ro-" A wrinkly hand came up to stop me before I could finish my sentence. "Now, now, my pet... You may call me René Tamaki Richard de Grantaine, or simply Tamaki-senpai. Or if you prefer..." He brings his old hand under my chin and gently lifts up face, "...you could call me Daddy".

A shiver runs up my spine and NOT the good kind. More like the, scarred-for-life type of shiver. "Hahaha, weelll, it was a pleasu-" I was cut short again by a short old man holding out a beat up stuffed rabbit.

Damn, I was getting ticked off.

"Hello," the man said in a gruff voice,"This is Usa-chan. Will you play with him?"

This guy was kidding me, right?

"Excuse Tamaki for his behavior. He's quite... eccentric to say the least. It's been quite a while since we've had a customer." I gaped at the newest of the nutcases to talk. A CUSTOMER!? "Um, what kind of customer?" I blurted out, regretting the words as soon as they left my mouth. "Did you not hear what we said when you first entered?" the same old man asked. He was dressed nicely, and had glasses perched on his nose.

He pushed up his glasses, and patted his gray-white hair. He sighed at my oblivious look and continued as I gaped at him, "Forgive me. I've not introduced myself, let alone the group before you have I?" Ignoring my lack of response, he continued, "My name is Kyoya Otori, these are the Hitachiin twins", he gestured towards identical creepy old men, except with different direction comb overs.

The one who had a right part(comb over) spoke first,"My name is Kaoru, the more handsome one", then the other man, with a left part(also a comb over), said, "I'm Hikaru, the humble one."

Humble? He was about as humble as my hair was straight.

Kaoru glanced at the short man clutching the ragged rabbit, "That's Honey-chan. And the tall, slightly intimidating geezer standing next to him is Mori-Senpai."

"And lastly," Tamaki spun around, and gestured to a man with his head hung in the corner. Slowly he rose, revealing an old, frail, small stature. Lifting his head, I saw the biggest, brownest eyes ever.

Almost... Feminine.

Tamaki snapped me out of my trance, "Lastly.... Say hello to Haruhi Fujioka! The only girl in the host club!"

I gaped at the old woman's flat chest, "Y-You're a female!?" Fujioka-san nodded, smiling grimly.

Wait a second.

"Are you a lesbian?"

Slapping a hand over my mouth, I felt my cheeks redden. "Ohmygod I'm so sorry. I really didn't mean anything by it." Realization dawned on me. Waving my hands in front of me, I said, "Not that there's anything wrong with that. I mean- I actaully have a few friends that are-" I stopped abruptly when I saw identical Cheshire cat smiles appear on the twins faces.

"She's perfect!" Honey-chan remarked, squeezing more fluff from Usa-chan. "Indeed she is," Kyoya murmured. He turned to look at Tamaki, "What do you think Tamaki?" Tamaki's face broke out into a smile, "I say..." he paused, "Yes! Perfect! Sakura Suzu!"

My attention snapped to the blond haired maniac standing before me. "From now on, Ms.Suzu, you are in charge of reinstating the host club!

Huh?

What's going on?

And why in the heck am I perfect!?

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(A/N) Oh. My God. You have no idea how hard it was to right this.

So! Tell me way you think! I want votes! I want comments! Anything! And it's been a while since o read/watched OHSHC, so if I make mistakes, let me know!

This chapter is dedicated to @P0k3m0nFr3ak for being the first person I don't know in real life (you hear me Sarah!) to go updaaaaaaaate. Thank you! You have no idea how happy I was to hear those words!

I don't own Ouran High School Host Club.

~JaclynLove

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