Waiting On the World to Change (an Ouran love story)

Welcome to the Host Club

-Misora's POV-

Standing in front of Music room 3, I felt oddly out of place. The odd boy brought me here after basically threatening to out my identity to the whole school.

"After you Ms. Inoue." He said with a sweep of his hand.

Eyeing him suspiciously, I turned the knob and opened the door.

A blinding white light poured out, along with....rose petals? "What the hell?!" I asked the moment a petal hit me in the middle of the face. As the light died down I could make out six people. I saw Hikaru, Kaoru, and Haruhi along with three others I didn't recognize.

"Welcome to the Host Club." A chorus of voices said. The tallest one had an expressionless face and short black hair. Next to him  was a short blonde who looked like a grade-schooler in a high school uniform. The last boy was taller and also blonde. He had lavender eyes and a gorgeous face. 'Actually they're all gorgeous' I thought as I stared.

The tall blonde walked up to me and tried to kiss my hand. "Uh..please dont touch me." I said and pulled my hand away from him.

Blondie stood up straight. "I've never seen you before, Princess." He said in his almost musical voice. "Trust me, I would've remembered those eyes." He studied my face for a second before grabbing me by the shoulders. "I KNOW YOU!!" He yells. "You're Misora Inoue! You're my favorite Japanese singer!"

-Tamaki's POV-

"I CANT BELIEVE ITS YOU!!" I couldn't  help it, Misora Inoue was the first singer I listened to when I moved to Japan. Now she was standing right in front of me. 'Wait, why does she look so annoyed?' As I thought about this Kyoya appeared from behind her.

"Ms. Inoue would like to keep her last name a secret, so that the student body doesn't do what Tamaki just did.

'Oh.....'

I turned back to Misora and took her hand again. "Ms. Inoue, please forg-" She cuts me off by pinching my lips closed.

"It's just Misora. None of that Ms. Inoue shit."

-Misora's POV-

"None of that Ms. Inoue shit." I really hate when people call me that. It makes me feel like I'm supposed to be some kind of important person. "Anyway it seems like you know me, but I don't know you"

Blondie seemed to have gotten his second wind as he jumped up. "Excuse my rudeness Princess. I am Tamaki Suoh, second year. I'm the princely type." He said with a grand gesture to himself. Next he pointed to the smaller blonde. "This is Mitskuni Honinozuka, a third year. He's our boy lolita."

I hold up a hand to stop him. "You're saying this cutie...." I say referring to the tiny blonde. ".....is a third year in high school?" Everyone nods at my words. "OK. Whatever floats your boat. Continue."

Tamaki goes on as if I hadn't spoken. "With our boy lolita we have his protector. Takashi Morinozuka, also a third year and our wild type."

I looked over at the two and the little cutie jumped onto the taller boys back, and waved at me. "Mi-chan! You can just call me Honey and him Mori! Ok? And I'll call you Mi-chan!"

I couldn't help but smile and agree. "Ok. Sounds good Honey-senpai"

Tamaki went on to the twins. "You already know the twins. They are our mischievous type." Hikaru and Kaoru leaned on each other and posed. Tamaki moved and put his hands on Haruhi's shoulders. "Our little Haruhi here is what we call a natural type."

-Kyoya's POV-

Tamaki was rambling on about the types of the club to the Inoue girl. I decided that my time would be best used to start the expense calculations. I left the others to head to the back.

"Urg...." I sigh to myself and run a hand through my hair. "How can Tamaki spend so much on the dumbest things! The budget can't handle this kind of spending." I know I'm gonna have to think of a new gimmick to bring in more money.

I lay my head on the table, and I hear Tamaki's annoying voice call from the entertaining area. "Kyoya! Don't be rude! Come out here and properly introduce yourself!"

Groaning, I stand and head out. 'What a waste of time. She obviously has no interest in our club.' I complain in my head, as I make my way over to the group of merry misfits.

I take my spot next to Tamaki and plaster another smile on my face. "Ms. Inoue, I'm Kyoya Ootori. I take care of finance and programming for this club, which just so happens to be something I need to deal with at the moment." I say and turn on my heel. I had no time to waste. The club was to open very soon.

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A/N

Sorry about the short chapter. I couldn't find any other place that would make sense to stop. Ill try to do better.