𝙎𝙒𝙀𝙀𝙏 𝙏𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙎 // 𝘔.𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘢 𝘹 𝘖𝘊

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

The Grade School Host is the Naughty Type! (Part 2)

"What's going on here? Why'd you put me in a cage all of a sudden?!" Shiro asked. Haruhi sweat dropped, "Yea, and where'd it come from?" She muttered to herself then turned to the rest of the group. "This is supposed to be a music room, right?"

Kiyo smiled sheepishly from her place on Kyoya's shoulders but didn't answer her question. "This is no way to treat your loyal apprentice, now let me out of this cage!" The little boy screamed as he tugged on the bars uselessly.

"Not until you've learned your lesson. I made you my apprentice because I thought you were serious about becoming a host, but I guess I was wrong." Tamaki sighed sitting on a chair while sipping tea.

"I am serious, totally serious!" Shiro insisted while Tamaki continued drinking his tea, ignoring the kid. Kiyo rose a brow at the kid, now thinking about why he thought of this. 'It's strange, normally little kids won't really care about these types of things. Especially a brat like him.'

The white haired princess pouted slightly, still annoyed at the fact he ignored her but brushed it away since he is still a child. "I want you to teach me how to make a woman happy!" Shiro tried again, no one answered him.

He suddenly got on his knees and muttered, "I'm gonna run out of time, please won't you teach me?" Haruhi heard what he said, and so did Kiyo. 'Interesting.'

"You're a host, because you like girls. You like bringing smiles to a girl's face. That's why you do it, right?" Shiro said a bit louder for Tamaki to hear him. The tall blond merely glanced at him. "Please, won't you teach me how to be like you. You're a genius at it!"

Kiyo sighed and started to play with Kyoya's hair a little. 'Here we go.' She thought tiredly.

"You're the King!"

There it was.

Tamaki looked at the kid with widened eyes as his ego grew 10 times bigger. He stood up and crossed his arms with a smug smile, "Well you may be a brat, but I admire your desire to become a host. So I'll teach you."

The princess rolled her eyes as she turned to Honey who was on Mori's shoulders, "Tama-kun's head is growing bigger, don't you think?" She asked rhetorically yet, seriously. Honey giggled and nodded. "Mhm, I can definitely see it. It might reach the ceiling." He played along.

Mori hid a small smile from the two as they continued lowkey roasting their leader.

"You know Shiro, you and I are so much alike." Tamaki sparkled. Haruhi glanced at Shiro sympathetically, "You poor kid." She muttered.

 "Then you'll help me become the kind of host that can make any woman happy?" Shiro asked delightfully. "Of course. Making women happy is the sole purpose of being a host." Kiyo heard that and she immediately tapped Kyoya's forehead.

Kyoya cleared his throat loudly, Tamaki and Shiro glanced at him and saw the bespectacled man gesturing to Kiyo on his shoulders. Tamaki coughed into his fist, "Right, Making women and men happy is the sole purpose of being a host or hostess." he corrected himself.

Shiro blinked and glanced at Kiyo again, she was still speaking with Honey, not really caring about the conversation the others are having.

"If this is what you really want Shiro-" Said boy looked back at Tamaki, "-then you'll have to figure out how to use the material you already have." The violet eyed prince said.

"What does that mean?" Shiro asked, confused. "You see, here at the Ouran Host club-" Kyoya started, Shiro turned to look at him.

"-our policy is to use out individual personality traits to meet the needs of our guests. For example there's Tamaki, who is the princely type." a white rose.