The Cool Type

A grade school host?

   "Arabian Knights is the theme?" I asked the boys as I walked in. "Yes, but Reina...we actually found something for you!" Tamaki said as he pulled out a mannequin with a belly dancer costume on it. The top only reached just under my breasts, leaving my torso fully exposed, and the skirt had a slit directly up the side. "Wow...we're leaving nothing to the imagination are we?" I said. "You'll look amazing in it Reina!" He said. I sighed. "Fine." I groaned. I went and changed. I let my hair flow down my back and placed a head chain on it to add to the costume. 

I walked out and the boys jaws hit the floor. "Big sis you look amazing." The twins said. I smiled and thanked them. The compliments came in and Kyoya stepped forward. He kissed my hand. "You look absolutely amazing dear." He said. I kissed his cheek. "Thank you my love." I said as I walked forward, I looked to Mori and found he was completely shirtless. "Thank Gaia I'm not the only one." I said with a smile. He nodded. "You look good." He mumbled and I smiled nodding in thanks. The door opened. We turned. "Welcome to the Ouran Host Club." We all said in unison. Only to find a boy on the ground looking at all of us in shock. "Oh it's just a kid." Hikaru said, dismissively. "Not only that, it's just a boy." Kaoru added. "Don't be rude boys." I scolded. I looked at the young man...he looked familiar. "What's wrong little boy?" Tamaki asked. "Did you come to my palace in search of something?" He asked. I rolled my eyes. He was really into his role as the king today. 

     "Uh...are you the king of this place?" The boy asked.  Tamaki look taken back and sighed. "Well are you?" The boy asked again. "Come closer lost one." Tamaki said, beckoning the boy forward. The boy did as he asked. "What is it that you just called me, little boy?" Tamaki asked. "The "King"?" The kid repeated. I sighed. People will get enough of fueling his ego one day. "Aah "The king". Yes I am the king of the Ouran Host Club! Long live the king!" He said. I rubbed my temples. The kid stood up straight catching my attention. "I'm an elementary 5th year, Shiro Takaoji." He said. Shiro...oh! "Shiro?" I asked stepping forward. He looked at me. "Reina Sensei!" He said bowing to me. "Sensei?" The other hosts asked as I crouched in front of him, ignoring the sounds of confusion. "What are you doing here? Don't you have your club today?" I asked him. He looked at me. "I quit that club!" He said and I gasped. He was in the classical music club that I occasionally would help direct. He pointed his finger at Tamaki. "I want the host club king to take me on as an apprentice!" He said. I turned to Tamaki. Tamaki and I shared a look of shock and confusion. 

        I stood as Tamaki took Shiro. "What was that about?" Haruhi asked. "He was one of my students for that after school club I usually help teach." I said cocking my head to the side. "He quit. Which confuses me greatly. He's very talented." I said perplexed by the knowledge that I was registering. We all changed into our normal attire once again, probably to not overwhelm our young newcomer. The club soon opened for business. I left my hair alone as women filed in. Yuki sat in front of me as did Kanako who had become one of my best friends. "Reina has your hair always been that long?" Kanako asked me as she looked at my hair that reached just to my tail bone. "It actually reached my knees before I decided to cut it a bit so it would be easier to manage. It's hard to tell when I curl it." I said to her. "You're perplexed. What is it?" She asked me as I served the girls tea. "Tamaki's apprentice. He was one of my students in the classical music club. Very talented...but he quit and asked to shadow Tamaki...which is odd to me." I answered her, as I watched the young boy follow Tamaki around. Kyoya came and picked up my hand. "Ladies, it's time for Reina's break." He said. They nodded and I hugged the girls. I stood next to him and Haruhi as we watched Shiro observe Tamaki. "Don't you think it's weird he's making the kid observe him up close like that?" Haruhi asked us. I watched as the boy looked at his "mentor" intently. "I have to agree, it's kinda weird." I added adjusting my glasses. "There is a theory that people are considered more beautiful the closer they are viewed." Kyoya said. "Like you my love." Kyoya said. "Flattery doesn't charge the battery my love." I responded back. He nodded as we watched.