The Job Of A Host

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3rd P.O.V

The host club, excluding Ryuu and Haruhi were all set up with their customers, while the two brothers were out getting things the hosts needed.

Tamaki's P.O.V

"Um Tamaki, what's your favorite song?" One of my customers asked me.

"What song? Well the one that reminds me of you of course." I told her.

"I baked you a cake today.. Would you like to taste it?" Another one of my customers asked me.

"Only if you feed it to me darling." I told her, while gazing into her eyes.

"May I have a word with you Tamaki?" Princess Ayanokoji asked me, bringing my attention to her.

"I recently heard that the host club are keeping little kittens here without a pedigree." She continued.

"Heh, I don't know if I'll call them that." I told her. Right as I finished saying that, Ryuu and his brother Haruhi came in with bags of groceries. "Oh speak of the Devils, thanks for doing the groceries, my little piglets. Did you get everything on the list?" I asked them. "What? Piglet?" Haruhi asked with a sweat drop, while her brother looked annoyed from being called a piglet.

"Hey wait a minute, what is this?" I asked, holding a container of some sort. "Just what it looks like, it's coffee." Ryuu and Haruhi said in sync. "I've never seen this brand before. Is this the kind that's already ground?" I asked them. "What do you mean? It's instant coffee." Haruhi said annoyed, while Ryuu winked at the ladies, causing them to swoon, but just for a minute. "It's instant?" Two ladies questioned.

"Woah, I've heard of this before. It's commoners coffee! You just add hot water!" I exclaimed with excitement. "I didn't know there was such a thing." One of the ladies commented. "So it's true then. Poor people don't even have enough free time to ground their own coffee beans." Another lady commented, making the others hum in agreement.

"Tamaki, who is he?" Princess Ayanokoji asked, pointing at Ryuu. Before I could answer her, Ryuu interrupted me. "Why hello Princess. I'm Ryuu, The Bad Boy, I'll love to stay and chat, but I see you're taken. Though you are a lovely lady, just my type as well. A beauty at its fullest, love." He commented with a smirk, making her blush slightly, as he took her hand and kissed it. As soon as he did, half of the girls in the room fainted while the others fangirled loudly.

"Commoners are pretty smart." Kyoya interrupted.

"100 grams for 300 yen. That's a lot less than what we normally pay." Kaoru and Hikaru commented.

"I'll go back and get something else. Excuse me for not buying you guys expensive coffee." Haruhi said annoyed. Though Ryuu looked beyond pissed.

"No, I'll keep it." I said, making everyone gasp. I stood up with a proud look. "I'm going to give it a try." Making everyone gasp again. "I will drink this coffee!" I exclaimed, holding the coffee in the air. Everyone clapped at my braveness. "Alright Haruhi, get over here and make some of this commoners coffee." I ordered.

Haruhi's P.O.V

'I hate all these damn rich people.' I thought angrily, though Ryuu didn't look any different than I was. I could tell he was about to blow, so I gripped his jacket, which made him look at me. I guess I showed concern, because he just shook his head and ruffled my hair with a slight smile, in which I returned.

3rd P.O.V

"Oh Tamaki.. Now you're taking the joke too far. You won't be able to stomach that crap, you don't have to drink it just because they bought it." Princess Ayanokoji commented rudely. "Hmm?" Haruhi said, not understanding what she meant. Ryuu heard Princess Ayanokoji loud and clear, and the distaste for Haruhi and himself, and had to restrain himself from saying something rude to the redhead. "I'm sorry. I was talking to myself." Princess Ayanokoji commented with a fake smile. "Uhh?" Haruhi replied confusedly. "Haruhi!" Tamaki called out to her, making her facial expression turn to one of annoyance. "I'm coming." She replied and went to make the coffee.

Tamaki's P.O.V

"Let the tasting begin." I said as I put on a smile.

"I'm a little scared to drink this stuff." One of the customers commented with a worried expression.

"I'm afraid that if I drink this, my father would yell at me." Another one said.

"What if I let you drink it from my mouth?" I asked her.

"Well then I would drink it." She replied with a blush as I tipped her by her waist, causing the rest of the girls there to squeal with hearts in their eyes.

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