The Diabolik Host Club Lovers [OHSHC Diabolik Lovers AU Fan fiction]

Assignment: The Host Club part 1

"What do you mean can I just walk it off?!" I yelled at the Pyskos once we got back to class. They weren't trying to do anything about the little purple-haired freak, Kanato, slapping me. All they said was, "well can't you walk it off?" As if that's okay to do. "This dude just slapped me and ran off! This interferes with my well-being and safety! And you ain't gonna do anything about it?!"

"W-well...you see, we can't do much about it because--"

"Because what?!" I interuppted Mrs. Pysko. "I am a girl! And you don't hit girls! Everybody knows that! And besides that! How the flip flop is he able to walk around with a dumb stuffed bear? That's against school policy! Kanato's a brat! He needs help! He needs JESUS!!"

"Alright!" Mr. Pysko exclaimed exasperated. "Yes, you are right. Mr. Kanato Sakamaki--"

He's a Sakamaki?! I cut him off in my head. Which means that he's also related to Fedora, too? Ohh, I'm about to ruin their lives AND this jacked up school!

"Does need help. He has a bit of a mental issue and can't control his emotions or his actions. Especially when he's mad."

"So he Bipolar?"

"Yes, that is correct. He throws fits and...literally throws stuff he can get his hands on if he can't bring Teddy."

"But don't mean he can hit on girls!" I defended. But it seems like the Sakamakis that I met all have that trait in common: they think cause they rich and famous they can do whatever they want! Has anyone stood up to them yet?

"Yes, you are correct." Mr. Pysko sighs and rubs his temple. "We will talk to him about this...once they find him." He deadpanned.

Well...Kanato did run off after he assulted me and seemingly dissappeared. No one could find him. Maybe he fell in a ditch and died! I hope he did. That little buttface!

I noticed that class was about to end and I pack up my things. "Well...whenever you find him. Make sure he pays for the crime he did!" I told the Pyskos before going on to my next class once the bell rings.

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I sigh as I doodled in my science journal in complete boredom. Time seemed to drag on when you're in science. Especially with a old, saggy, blind as a bat, monotone, unless she loses her temper, of a teacher.

"Turn to page 149 in the Energy Science book. Today we will be studying thermal energy and doing an experiment from the book. I will be also reading you the introduction blah, blah, blah.... " Ms. Borgies muttered at the front of the class. Or at least that's what I thought I heard her say.

I held my head on my elbow fighting sleep. "I thought this rich ass school would have money to buy some decent young age teachers that I can actually pay attention to." I mumbled to myself. I was a loner in this class. The odd one out. Everyone here had a table partner and was able to be separated in fours for lab groups. I'd be the one they would just stick into a group when a student is absent or something. Which means I'd end up switching lab groups and being with people that I could care less about.

I got a chuckle from someone near me. "Ouran don't just replace teachers to suit the students expectations. She may not look like it but Ms. Borgies has full of science wisdom and knowledge than most science teachers out there. She knows how to deal with us students unlike emotional younger teachers."

I turn my attention to the owner of the deep voice. He was at the table over on my right. A dark-haired, a dark purplish-black to be exact, guy with serious, stunning pinkish-red eyes behind black rimmed glasses. I felt a chill run down my back just like I did with Laito and Kanato. Another Sakamaki maybe? "You speak highly of Miss chub-chubs up there. She your favorite teacher or something?" I questioned.