The Rebellious Host [Ouran X Transgender! Reader]

Promoted! The Rebel type?

Hey guys! Chibiofchaos here, I just wanted to let you all know that this chapter is rather short, but fear not! Chapter four is under works as we speak and will be a really long chapter! Anywho, onto the story, shall we?
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Ouran x FTM! Reader
Ch. 3

It's been a week since you became the host clubs maid. In all honesty you thought it was funny. Not because you had to wear a dress but the constant anger that Tamaki bestowed when girls would squeal over you.
It was Friday, meaning that club hours would last an hour longer since it was close to the weekend. So you mentally prepared yourself all day for the sass off between your rival. Your hand grasped the long metal handle to reveal the hosts. You looked around completely shocked. The entire room looked like it belonged in the Caribbean. Palm trees and exotic animals decorated the entire room. You looked at the seven males in front of you in confusion.

"What is all of this?" you questioned the provocative looking men. Their chests were bare and they had swimming trunks on along with gold bracelets and necklaces that looked like they belonged to royalty. Kyoya gave you a nod.

"Today happens to be a theme day, we went Bahamas" he explained and walked over to you with an outfit. "Here's your costume," he handed it to you and gave a ghost of a smile. "Don't worry, I picked it so it's nothing too embarrassing" he whispered and you looked up at him with starry eyes.

"Thank you, senpai" you smiled and rushed to the back room and put the outfit on. You had baggy (color) shorts that stopped at your mid-calf and the sash that held the pants up was (2nd color). It fit nicely and showed off your spectacular abs and V line. Along with it came a scrunchy white crop top with no sleeves. You smile when you realized it worked as a comprehensive chest binder. You slipped out of your black tank binder and put the white top. You smiled at your reflection and let out a satisfied sigh. You then picked up the jewelry. You had a golden, choker piece that had a slim leather leash attached. You blinked a few times and sighed out again after you put it on. You also had a matching anklet.

You stepped out and were greeted by the host boys. The twins, Honey, Mori and Haruhi all clapped at your appearance. You blushed softly and looked around.

"Our Bahamian slave boy has arrived!" The twins cackled at your appearance. You rolled your eyes at the two idiots and punched theirs arms.

"She doesn't look any good in my opinion." Tamaki muttered sourly. You flashed him a smile.

"I'm sorry, Tamaki-senpai. I'm not a mirror" you chuckled out. Tamaki glared at you and you returned it with venom. The glaring contest could have gone on all day but Kyoya was quick to interrupt.

He coughed into his fist, causing the two of you to look at him. "You two can have your lovers quarrel another time," he chided, Tamaki shouted in protest but was ignored. "___, may I speak with you in the back room?" He asked, not really waiting for an answer before dragging you to where the sweets were stored. You both walked into the room and you leaned up against the wall.

"What did you want to talk about, Kyoya-Senpai?" You asked and ran a hand through your hair. The raven haired male looked at you. He didn't say anything he just stared, as if he was trying to calculate your every thought. He stepped toward you and pushed up his glasses.

"I just wanted to inform you that you've been promoted." He said simply. You tilted your head cutely. You didn't notice the lean male, stiffen a little.

"What do you mean?" You asked, puzzled.

"You're a host. All week girls have been requesting you to host them. So I thought of how much sales would go up if you were molded into a gentleman" he explained. "I will be training you to act kind and welcoming to your clients." You smiled up at him.