Ouran's New Girl! ~OHSHC~

~ Cops and Robbers!

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~Omniscient POV (Learned a new word~ :D)

Today was a free day for the host club. They had no customers for the day, but that did not mean they didn't work.

They had been trying on some of their specially made costumes. Through the bickering and long...half hour of fitting their clothes, they had almost finished.

As they tried on their last outfit, the police officer ones, Naomi had walked into Music Room 3.

As usual, the magical flying rose petals attacked Naomi's face. She scowled and smacked as many of them away as she could, before noticing the hosts.

"Today is police officer day?! OH. MY. GOTT. Where's my outfit?! I wanna quote cop shows!" She exclaimed happily, grinning.

The twins gave each other a look, exchanging devious expressions before grabbing Naomi and throwing her into the changing room with a bag of unknown clothing.

"Have fun with that~!" They said simultaneously, before giving the other hosts a thumbs-up of approval. Everyone else seemed confused, as the only ones who say the contents of the bag were the twins.

A short while later, Naomi spoke from the small randomly-appearing dressing room.

"Oh haha. So funny guys. Give me something else to wear." She spoke with a annoyed undertone, coming back out of the room with her casually modified Ouran dress/shirt and jeans back on.

"Why? We thought you'd like it~!" The twins said happily, before the bag was thrown at their faces.

Naomi growled at them, "A STRAIGHT JACKET?! ARE YOU KIDDING?! HOW COME YOU GUYS GET TO BE AWESOME COPS AND I DON'T?!"

Yes, they had a straight-jacket specially made for her. They thought they'd be using it often.

They swiftly ran and hid behind Haruhi, snickering. Hikaru spoke mockingly, "This is exactly why! Violent little thing aren't you?"

Cue deadly silence.

"You have two seconds to quit being a bunch of (insert hilarious insult here) and get me a b0$$ costume before I scream! I will! Don't tempt me! I will kill you so hard you will die to death!" Naomi said angrily, stomping her foot.

Tamaki leaned and whispered to the twins, "Why is she so angry today?"

The twins shrugged, smiling at Naomi's freak-out. "She's going through a rough time right now. iPhone withdrawal. She left her phone at that commoners supermarket."

"I. DID. NOT. You two stole it! I know it! I need my phone back! My candy crush lives must've regenerated by now!" Naomi interrupted, instinctually reaching for her pocket, then letting out a depressed sigh. She felt her phone vibrate in her pocket, but it wasn't there... "Can I just have a moment?"

And with that, she headed out the door of the music room, grabbing a potted ficus as she left. All that could be heard after that was the sound of shattering glass in the distance.

"......."

Everyone waited patiently for Naomi to return. Eventually she did.

She came back with a smile in her face. "MUCH better~! Breaking stuff is so much fun... oh and Hikaru, Kaoru, you guys are gonna need to pay for that~!"

The twins sighed. It's their own fault after all.

Naomi huffed and put her hands on her hips, less angry, "I still want a cool costume too. I feel left out."

Kyoya, who had already begun to form an anime vein of rage, coughed into his fist, catching her attention.

"I have something that could work."

She beamed happily, "Really?! What is it?!"

He smiled that malicious smile, though she did not notice, "Hold your hands out."

Excitedly, Naomi did so with a closed eye smile. Which wasn't clever, as she wasn't paying attention. And you never trust a Kyoya.

A metallic click sounded throughout. the room. Naomi felt something cold on her wrists. She opened her eyes and gasped, then attempted to beat the crap out of Kyoya.

"YOU SON OF A ***** YOU BETTER ******* TAKE THESE GOD**** HANDCUFFS OFF NOW OR YOUR SORRY *** IS GOING TO ******* BE A ******* ***** **** ********** ****** ***** BUCKET ****** **** YOU ***** MICKEY MOUSE ***** ****** *** *** ******* WITH A ******* SPORK!!" All of the hosts cringed at her choice of words. Half of said words they didn't even know of till now.

Takashi, as always, calmly picked up Naomi and carried her away from Kyoya so she wouldn't bash his face in with the steel handcuffs. She quieted down, not ceasing her glare at the nonchalant Kyoya.

"Uncalled for, Kyoya. Uncalled for. You can't treat me like a criminal! Give me the key now!" She yelled.

Kyoya simply smirked, glasses gleaming. "Why should we not treat you as a criminal? You have a record of one."

"Do not!"

"Do so~!" The twins chimed in, grinning, Hikaru listing first. "Let's see... Well there's you being a retired ASSASSIN. There's underage drinking, driving without a permit, armed assault-"

Kaoru continued, "Illegal ownership and use of weapons, theft, destruction of public property, harassment-"

"Harassment?!" Naomi interrupted, "When the hell did I harass anyone?!"

Honey chimed in now, "Ooh I know~! What about that pick-up line you kept repeating to everyone at that McDonalds~?"

She huffed, "That was funny! And I was complimenting them! Saying 'If you were a meal at McDonald's, you'd be a McGorgeous' is NOT harassment!"

"You got thrown out." Mori added blankly from behind her.

Naomi shut up, not having much to say after that small yet meaningful comment.

As she eventually found her voice again, the door creaked open. A small girl, blonde with blue eyes and no older than about 3 or 4, peeked her head into the room.

Instinctually, Tamaki stepped forward, crouching to the little girl's height.

"Well hello there. Are you lost-" He was cut off by the girl himself.

"It's a reverse harem!"

All of the hosts froze in silenced shock, save for Naomi. Instead, Naomi turned her head to Mori.

"What's a reverse harem?" Mori said nothing in response, face slightly reddened as he turned the others for help. They just whistled nonchalantly and ignored him.

Luckily, he was saved from explaining when Tamaki began questioning if the little girl even knew what a reverse harem was. It was comforting...

Until the child yelled again. "There's debauchery here? YAY DEBAUCHERY!"

"WHAT DOES A KID KNOW THAT I DON'T?!" Naomi asked annoyed, "What does debauchery mean?!?!"

"....it's when you get the hankering for ice cream." Hikaru mumbled, smiling worriedly.

"Yeah right. I saw Grown-ups. I know that getting wasted means getting the hankering for ice cream, not debauchery." Naomi said with narrowed eyes, "Nice try."

They all sighed. This was a bad day for everyone.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*

~Naomi's POV

So, Kirimi thought that Tamaki was her brother, and then her random babysitters showed up and told us 'THE NEKOZAWA FAMILY TRAGEDY'. And of course, instead of doing the lazy thing I would do and just lay down and eat ice-cream, Tamaki enlisted us to help Nekozawa become a handsome princely big brother.

Only problem is, Kyoya still hasn't unlocked my handcuffs.

So, I sat in the corner of the darkened Host Room the entire time, biting at the handcuff's chains in an attempt to break myself free. What else was I to do while they teach poor Nekozawa Tamaki-Approved phrases?

As I continued nomming on the steel, too stubborn/awesome to care for the growing pain in my teeth, I heard a few steps approach me. I payed no mind, coughing at what I think was the taste of the metal.

I felt the someone sit next to me. They pulled the cuffs away from my nomming teeth before speaking.

"You shouldn't do that."

Of course, a response like that could only be pulled off by Mori-senpai.

I huffed and attempted to cross my cuffed arms. "Why not? It strengthens my teeth muscles and stuff!"

He simply looked blankly at me. Somehow I knew he was pretty much saying, 'Just don't do it. Mori no approve-y'.

I sighed. "Well what do you suppose I do? I can't really do anything with these," I shook the handcuffs in front of him, making the metallic clings, "Besides making noise and chaos! And I do that everyday!"

He looked to the others, Mori-senses sensing trouble, and I did the same. For some reason, Nekozawa jumped out a window. I scowled at that.

"That's my thing. He looks cooler doing it though..." I coughed again, but this time the single cough turned into a coughing fit. Mori-senpai got up from his seat, but I waved him away. "It's alright-" a cough, "It's just-" another, "Something in my throat.."

He didn't respond, instead placing the back of his hand against my forehead. His blank expression changed, his eyes narrowing slightly and holding a different feeling as he spoke, "You have a fever."

"What do you know?" I coughed again, this time restraining it to the best of my ability, "Mori-senpai is a doctor? If you've been a doctor, why haven't you-" I held back another cough, covering my mouth as to make it seem like I was yawning, "Then why haven't you given me a bionic arm or leg?"

He ignored me, only paying attention to the coughs. Without a word, he grabbed hold of my wrist and lead me to Kyoya.

"Kyoya? Why Kyoya? Mori-senpaiiiiiii he's a bullyyyyy! Make him jump in one of those unsanitary ball pits at Chuck'e Cheese!" I whined as annoying as I could. Mori held a tight grip on my wrist still, explaining and asking Kyoya if he had any medicine on him.

Kyoya's glasses gleamed. That's straight-up a red flag there.

"Well I may have a anti-cold and flu shot in one of my family's first aid kits..." I paled, continuing to tug and whine as he continued, "It should be on the desk next to the couch."

I shook my head vigorously, glaring at Kyoya and Mori. I couldn't get a shot. I didn't want one!

As Mori nodded a thank you and began dragging my still-handcuffed wrists towards the fancy first aid kit, I narrowed my eyes and frowned.

'Sorry Mori-senpai.. this'll hurt me more than it hurts you... well the shot would probably hurt more.'

That's what I thought to myself before I begrudgingly and regretfully bit Mori's hand.

He didn't let go right away, but the sudden pain must've distracted him enough to loosen his grip. I yanked my wrist free and ran to the same shattered window Nekozawa jumped out of.

"NEKOZAWA-SENPAI WAIT FOR ME!! I LOVE CATS TAKE ME WITH YOU!" I jumped out of the window.

Aha. But guess what?

My hands were still handcuffed.

I only realized this 7 ft away from the ground.

My eyes undoubtedly widened at the realization, and I tried to land best I could without my hands. I ended up landing feet-first, and I immediately felt a sharp pain from it.

Looking back only once, I played off the fall; at least until I made it to one of the parked limos waiting for our departure from school. Then I rolled around the interiors of the limo cursing at Kyoya, the handcuffs, the fall, the window, and myself.



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HIYA

I suck don't i?

<3 I took a hiatus that I will not bother excusing!

It's been like a month? and I pull this? yeah .3. Ain't I a stinker?

Anyway, to attempt to make up for my superlatechapterofawesome,

Q.O.T.C~!

1) How do you think someone will find Naomi after her little failed window escape?

2) SHOULD NAOMI CROSS-DRESS? (Requested)

3) How and/or who do you think will FINALLY remove those handcuffs of hers?



That's all for today! Message me for anything, I try my best to reply!


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