(Reina's POV)
The next day was pretty uneventful, basically the same situation, this time I sang Dancing on My Own by Calum Scott. "Wow Reina-Chan!" Honey said jumping into my arms again with Mori behind him. "You sounded amazing!" He praised. "Yeah." Mori said shortly. "Thank you boys." I said, setting Honey down. "You should do it more often." Kyoya said. "It would greatly improve the business, and now with you and Haruhi both as hosts, you should settle her debt in no time." Kyoya claimed, matter of factly. I rolled my eyes, but I still couldn't shake the way he stared at me as we danced; and even when I tried to leave he didn't let go of me. 'Weird.' I thought eyeing the cool gentleman. "Hm." I hummed. "Reina- Senpai, sidebar!" The Hitachiin brothers said simultaneously, dragging me away and making me squeal. They pulled me out of earshot of the other hosts and groups of women. "When were you going to share that very vital piece of information?" Hikaru asked harshly. "First of all: watch your tone Hikaru Hitachiin, I can and will lay you the fuck out." I said cursing. the boys' jaws dropped at my colorful language. "And second of all: What are you talking about? Kyoya and Tamaki said I was a music prodigy and got in on a scholarship. Quite a few times-" "Not about that!" Kaoru said. "Then what about?" I asked. "Haruhi. When were you going to share Haruhi was a girl?" Hikaru asked. "Oh! So, you learned." I replied with a smug look on my face. "I thought you would've figured it out sooner or later, Haruhi is a girl." I said crossing my arms. They shrugged. "Okay, let me break this down for you. Haruhi! Come here!" I screamed for my friend. She didn't come. Come to think of it, Tamaki wasn't in there either.
"Is there a reason your screaming?" Kyoya asked stiffly, clearly annoyed by my screaming. I rolled my eyes internally. "My best friend and you're host in training isn't here, along with your president." I answered, curtly. Kyoya was taken back. "My apologies. What I meant to say is, we are missing two hosts and the club is already in full swing. One of your hosts, I observed is very high in demand and I have a feeling these girls are going to get antsy if he doesn't turn up. Plus, Haruhi having a more natural feel as a host is soon to be high in demand, not to mention her debt so, also a big problem if..." I paused. "If she doesn't turn up." Kyoya finished for me. "You know?" I asked. "How could I not? It's not hard to see. The feminine charm you give off is more lady-like than Haruhi for sure, which is why we call you "The Lady-like type" host." He answered calmly with a hint of a smile on his face. I looked at him. 'Interesting notion.' I thought quietly. "Hm." I hummed with an even calmer smile. Before I could say anything Tamaki and Haruhi walked into the music room. "There you two are." I said. "Oh, was our lady-like host worried about us?" Tamaki said. "Hardly you, Tamaki darling, I was worried more about Haruhi." I said, making Tamaki's jaw drop. The Hitachiin twins began laughing, and I saw a smile ghost over Kyoya's face. I looked at Haruhi. "What happened to your bag?" I asked her crossing my arms and leaning on my left leg. She looked at me. "Oh. My bag was in the pond." She answered me. "How'd it end up there?" I asked her. "I must've dropped it out the window-" "Haruhi Fujioka do not give me that bullshit. Tell me the truth." I scolded. The four other hosts looked at me and Haruhi. Kyoya and Tamaki now shocked by my colorful language. I looked back at them a fire in my eyes. "What are you four looking at? Do you not have ladies to tend to?" I snapped. All except Kyoya were affected by my tone. Kyoya began walking after the other three had already scurried off. He stopped next to me and tilted my chin to look up at him. "Don't frown too much mademoiselle, you'll get wrinkles." He stated calmly, and continued to walk on.
"What was that?" Haruhi asked. "I'm not sure." I said but I snapped out of my daze. "But don't change the subject. How'd that happen?" I asked, quickly. She blinked but recovered quickly. "I-think that um... that girl Tamaki introduced us to yesterday threw it in the pond." She said. I pursed my lips remembering the girl Tamaki had introduced us to.
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The Cool Type
FanficReina Aizawa: Sweet, calm, and chill. Got into Ouran Academy by a music scholarship. She's a commoner, and isn't afraid to be herself. When her friend, Haruhi Fujioka, breaks a vase, she gets thrust into a world she wasn't ready for: the life of a H...