The American

Ch. 10 The Grade School Host is the Naughty Type!

I panted as I ran to the host club. I was late. Very, very late. "You miss one day of school and you get a mountain of paper work," I thought aggressively as I finally made it to the hallway. I stopped and took in a deep breath. "I can walk now," I sighed happily. But I spoke too soon. I heard Tamaki and the sounds of displeased club members yelling down the hall.

I groaned and fast walked up to the door and opened it up. I smirked at what I saw. "I'm sick for one day and you boys try to replace me that quickly?"

The others looked at me and they started cheering. Then the kid looked at me. "Who's the chick?" He said in an annoyed tone.

I looked at him with a raised brow and crossed my arms, "You know kiddo, I don't take too kindly to children who have attitudes."

Tamaki laughed nervously as he came over to me and put an arm around my shoulders. "Kitty, this is my apprentice Shiro!"

I looked over at the kid and back to Tamaki. "So you took on a brat as an apprentice?" I replied in a monotonous state. Instantly, Tamaki dead panned and let go of me.

Before Tamaki could get out of his deadpan, the brat spoke up, "Who are you calling brat you fake!"

I looked downwards at the kid with bored facial expression. "Really? Is that really all you got? Kid if you're going to try to insult me, that's not going to work," I started as the aruora around me darkened. "I've been almost every where in the world and I have been called things no person should ever be called. So you think I care at this point what one child verses everyone else thinks of me? Because quite frankly my dear I don't give a damn," I ended as I walked past the snotty little boy.

I heard him take in an angry breath of air and yell at the others, "Are you going to let that chick walk in here and talk to me like that?! She acts like she's some kind of host!"

I stopped in my tracks and looked over my shoulder at the others and kid with a closed eyed smile. "By the way, I'm the sisterly hostess who people come to for advice or to just chat."

After I left him standing there like an idiot, I walked over to my table. I watched the customers and the kid to see if he would do anything.

~5 min Time Skip~

Still watching the little demonic dem- I mean kid, he hadn't done anything yet that would benefit the club at all. In fact, the only one benefiting is me. I mean, this kid is putting on a good show to watch.

It went from him insulting a customer of Tamaki's to pulling dramatic things. But I soon stopped laughing as he pointed at Haruhi and yelled, "Cross dresser!"

Tamaki and the twins stopped and started to freak out by commenting foolishly to Haruhi about 'how manly' she looked today.

I didn't hear what she said to the little demon but he dropped a tea set. I zoned out as I got up and quietly made my way over to the group... and caged kid?

"How is there even a cage in here? It's supposed to be a music room!" I thought to myself.

While coming out of thought, said caged brat was screaming, "Let me out!" and acted like a caged animal with anger issues. "I'm running out of time!" He continued.