Genius (ohshc x reader fanfic)

Chapter 4: Me? A Host? Maybe.

This 'host club' closed as soon as it opened, and I'm pretty sure it's because of me.

Situation currently in:
1. Tied to a very comfy velvet couch.
2. Orange headed twins glaring at me with newly bought silver baseball bats.
3. A Ootori boy with a demon aura writing in a black notebook.
4. Blondie hugging the soul out of Haruhi screaming what sounds like 'Why are you being contaminated by this boy?! I will not let you take my daughter! Waaaaa!!!'
5. Takashi and Haninozuka boy at a table eating strawberry sponge cake.

"So...Kitsune, Maru, am I correct?" I watch as Ootori boy steps closer to me.

"I will have you know, you would be dealing with 5 of the most influenced companies in the business department-"

"And why do I have to worry Mr. Ootori?" I watched as he glance towards me, a more demonic aura now following him.

"Seeing how you are not exactly a commoner...we can over power your family's business...and did you know that my family-"

"Is the creator of the 'Black Onion' squad that is ranked the greatest police force in Japan? Heard of them, hired them, not afraid of them." My interrupting comments just seemed to anger the Ootori boy more. While he continues to threaten me, I find the weakest strand of fiber in the rope that binds me, and with the quick cut of my short-sharp nails, I broke through the rope. I cross my arms over my chest and waited until the Ootori boy finishes speaking, but I guess he already stopped when the ropes thumped to the ground.  Out of the corner of my eye, I can see the twins preparing to strike me. I sit there waiting for their next move. I stand. I knew I was going to be able to flip off everyone...however Mitsukuni and Takeshi would be a bit of a problem.

"STOP!"

All eyes land on Haruhi.

"Can you let go of Maru, please?! H-he's my cousin!"

Silence.

Taking this silence as a sign to properly introduce myself, I stand up with a slight bow before explaining.

"Hello, my name is Kitsune, Maru, I was born in America but moved here at age ten, Haruhi is my cousin and is in my class 1-A as well. And...I guess I can tell you guys something a bit extra since you're Haruhi's friends...this is also the first school I have ever been too. That's as much as I want you to know and I am sure of. I was walking with Haruhi to her club just so that we could speak with each other since this is the first time we've met. Now, I may be wrong...but is the way I was treated just now a common welcoming in schools in Japan?"

I can see nervous sweat drops drizzle nervously down their paling faces. Blondie clears his throat more nervously than he looks.

"N-no, schools in Japan don't h-have welcomings like this...we were j-just...taking extra precautions."

He clears his throat once again but more clearly.

"I am sorry for our poor hospitality, welcome to the host club!"

He strikes a pose which causes Haruhi to be pushed back towards me. I catch her which earned a thankful look from her. I nod as a welcome as we stand next to each other listening to the blubbering nonsense blondie was saying.

•••timeskip 30 min past Tamaki's speech•••

"So who is your type-"

"My cousin is not gay Tamaki!"

I awoke from the little nap I drifted off to while standing there. I watch the scene unfold of little Haruhi's face red with annoyance, while Blondie dances about shouting how it's difficult to have fabulousness in handsome people like him.

I see a string from the hood, I just now realized I had on, hang in front of my face. To my annoyance, I can't tug it off. Letting out a long sigh, I suppressed a tick mark from appearing...add furrowing eyebrows to that list as well. Too annoyed with the string hanging in front of my face, I didn't notice the club's stare as I pulled my hood all the way back.

"That's better. Hey Haruhi? Do you have any scissors I may borrow- eh?"

Widened eyes stare at me.

'Crap.'

"Maru. You're adorably handsome!" Tamaki bounded toward me in leaps before tackling me  into a hug, I'm pretty sure I was able to see my dying breath.

"Boss! You're killing him!"
"Yeah, boss! He's turning blue!"

The twins ran over and pulled me out of death's grip. I could feel the heavenly ground below me cushion me as I lay there with spinning eyes.

"Tamaki, I think you killed him."

"Tamaki-sempai! Stop harassing my cousin!"

"I wasn't harassing your cousin my daughter! Waaa! Mama! When did Haruhi learn the word 'harass' mama?!"

'Mama? Ootori boy?'

I felt my conscious reactivate, making my eyelids fling open...flinging my left brown contact as well...to only show my red-orange eye. 'Crap. They're going to find out.'
I closed my left eye immediately as I sat up quickly, scanning the floor for my contact.

"Looking for this?"

I tilt my head up to the childish voice that was trying to grab my attention.

"Yes, thank you Mitsukuni."

"It's fine Ru-kun!"

I couldn't help but smile at that. I lifted my hand to take it from his hie open palm, but to my horror, Ootori boy grabbed it first.

"We cannot let our guest to put on a dirtied contact, can we Mitsukuni?"

"A light bulb seemed to flash on top of everyone's head except the nervous looking Haruhi. I only sighed and stood up to walk over to my bag I dropped at the entrance. I went into the front pocket of my black leather bag taking out a white eyepatch incase this situation ever happened. "Always be prepared," Kuro has said. Once the eyepatch was secured, I let out a satisfied sigh. I turned back towards the dumbstruck group behind me. "Haruhi, I have to return home now to cook uncle Kuro dinner. If you want, I can walk you home first." She struck out of her odd disposition and ran to grab her bag, hurrying to my side. She glances back far a good few seconds giving a 'don't try' look. I turned back and watched them a bit as well. "Thank you for introducing me to your club. Haruhi and I will now take our leave." Finishing my goodbye, I pull on my hood, only for the string to float mockingly between my eyes. I let a shot of dark aura out before yanking the string off, throwing it to the ground, and stomping on it a good ten times. I look up again. A snicker from Haruhi, with just plain shock amongst the group. I turn to dart my trip back home.

"Wait!"

I stop.

"Join the host club!"

With my back still turned and Haruhi by my side glancing back, I answer Blondie.

"Me? A host?"

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"Maybe."