I stared at everyone weirdly. Teary eyes were everywhere with the hosts except for Haruhi who was in the same boat I was. Both of us were in white kimonos hers a little more pink while I had accents of light blue. 
                              "What's with all the tears today?" I asked Haruhi who hmmed in agreement. 
                              "Haruhi, Shiro senpai. You both look so cute in your kimono's." Some regulars of Haruhi's complimented us. I smiled at the girls making one blush while Haruhi thanked them. 
                              Kyoya talked to Haruhi for awhile while I complimented her guests waiting for when the group I was supposed to entertain came in. 
                              "He's like some heartless tax collector." I heard Haruhi mutter and turned to pat her shoulder. 
                              "You're half way there Haruhi just keep on trucking along." Haruhi laughed lightly and we turned back to her guests who were over hearing what Kyoya had to say about more picture books. Thankfully there wasn't anymore at the moment. 
                              "Haru-chan, Shiro-chan, I don't know how, but I lost one one my sandals." Honey said making me and Haruhi turn to look at the teary eyed lolita boy wearing a pink and green kimono. Haruhi stood and moved closer to the boy to comfort him. 
                              "But weren't you just wearing them?" 
                              "Mitsukuni." Takashi kneeled down and lifted one on Honey's feet putting the sandal on. 
                              "Takashi?" Honey teared up again.
                              "I noticed that you dropped it." Takashi replied in his normal monotoned voice. 
                              "Takashi!" Honey jumped forward latching on to Takashi in a hug. I smiled at the two as the girls awed Honey's cuteness. I was slowly starting to warm up to this club. I should have tried making friends a long time ago if I knew it would be this fun and heartwarming. 
                              I shook my head and turned to walk away to another table supressing a scowl. As I passed I saw an empty eye drop container laying hidden under a napkin. 'Well that explains the tears today' I thought as I sighed letting myself relax again. 
                              I looked to the door hearing it open slightly and saw a girl with dirty blonde hair peaking around the corner. I turned to say something to the others, but stopped when I saw Tamaki being an idiot as usual. It didn't take long for the others to notice anyway. 
                              "Looks like the host club has a new guest." The twins announced. I walked over to stand with the others to 'welcome' this new girl as we usually do when she suddenly slapped Tamaki's face out of her bubble of personal space screaming phony. 
                              "Huh?" we all asked confused at what just happened as the new girl ranted on. It even got Tamaki to make up a new move the twins called one man slow motion. I covered the smile that grew on my face and hid my laughter as best as I could. Whoever this girl was she was amusing.
                              "I don't suppose you are-" Kyoya started when the girl interrupted him and dashed forward tears running out of her eyes.
                              "It's you! Kyoya!" she jumped on Tamaki's fallen body using him as a springboard to jump into Kyoya's arms hugging him tightly. "Oh how I have longed to meet you my one and only prince charming.
                              We all sat down on the couch asking the new girl who exactly she was and introductions were made. Everyone was back into their normal clothes the host club closed early due to the sudden appearance of the mysterious girl.
                              Tamaki was in his emo corner and the rest of us were sitting across from the girl. I stayed behind the couch leaning against it utterly confused at what I just heard.
                              "Fiance?"
                              "That's right. I am Renge Houshakuji I'm transferring into first year class 1-A as of now."
                                      
                                   
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The Mysterious Type (OHSHC)
FanfictionToshiro Nakamowa, or Shiro, a 17 year old kendo prodigy who doesn't really enjoy having to be forced to be the best. The Nakamowa family has been at odds with the Morinozuka family for years and ever since the Morinozuka's and the Haninozuka's stopp...
 
                                               
                                                  