Welcome To The Host Club

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-Flashback 4 years ago-

"Leave me alone."
"Why."
"Because I said to leave me alone."
"Fine. Then give me a good reason you want me to leave, and I'll leave."
He looked at me in surprise for my anger. "I never wanted to be friends, Lu-chan."
I scoffed in anger. "Well, you are not only rude, but a hypocrite, if you are using my nickname."
He looked away so that he wouldn't meet my eyes. "I--"
"I guess if that is your reason, I'll go."
"Wait Lu--"
"Good bye."
"Just lis--"
"I said good bye." I turn around and walk away before he has time to speak again.

-End now-

I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling. That was right before I got the most horrible news and started dressing as a guy, well, more often. I had to get rid of all my friends so that they would forget me and I could start a different lifestyle. Being a commoner with a secret life of modeling for my father's magazine. Not like anyone knew we were related, just knowing that I was hired as a model that their boss hired.
But he was different, I think. He thought of me as a friend. Wait, never mind. It wasn't different. He never wanted to be my friend. I bet he was just ordered to be my friend so that his father would have more connections through me.
Whatever. It doesn't matter now. I push my hair away from my face and look over at the clock.
Its only 1:43. Might as well get up and make sure I'm spotless for my new school today.
I get up out if bed and head for the bathroom to take a shower, even though I had one before I went to bed last night. I'm sweating from the dream I had.
I finish erring dressed in the boys uniform and look at the clock again. It says 6:30. (And yes, I know that I took almost 5 hours to get ready. But I only got half an hours sleep last night, and not altogether either). It's only a half hours walk, so I decide to eat then leave. I grab a piece of toast that the chef is preparing and thank him as I walk out of the kitchen.
I'm almost to the door when I hear a voice behind me. "Where do you think you're going this early, Luca?"
I turn around to face my father. I look him in the eye and answer. "I am heading to school early so that I can find my way through the halls and not get lost in my first day, sir."
He nods and waves me off. "Then get going. You know that I will not drive you to someplace you have a measly scholarship to." He turns down the hall that leads to his office and I sigh.
'Might as well start walking.'

-Time skip to 30 minutes before school-

I walk to the office as soon as I memorize the layout if the school. The while time, I hear girls whispering and taking turns looking at me. 'So much for avoiding attention.' I smile at a group to be polite and the girls start to fan girl. Very. Loudly.
As I get to the office door, it snaps open and I'm facing a huge stack off boxes. I try to move out of the way before they run into me, but I don't move in time. I fall along with the boxes into the floor.
"Ouch. That hurt." I go to look at the person who dropped the boxes, but stopped at the ground. All around me, I see black. Black rose petals had fallen out of a couple of open boxes and scattered the floor. "Woah," I breathe out.
"I'm so sorry about that. I wasn't looking where I was going and I ran into you. I'm Tamaki Souh." I look up and see a blonde with indigo eyes staring down at me, offering his hand. Instead of taking his hand, I standup on my own and bow to him in a polite greeting.
"Hello, Souh. My name is Luca Susuni. It is a pleasure to meet you." I look at him straight in the eyes. "You don't have to apologize for running into me. It was my fault." Before he can protest, I continue. "If I hadn't been there or had been watching, it would have never happened. I am sorry. Let me help to make it up to you." I crouch down and start filling one of the boxes with the petals in the ground.
Next to me, Tamaki gets down on the ground and fills up the other box that spilled. When I finish, I fold up the box so it doesn't spill again and stack it on top of one of the other two boxes.
I walk into the office and get my schedule and walk back out to find him trying to carry all four boxes. I grab two of them an smile at him. "So you can see," I explain to his confused face. "Where are we taking them?"
He nods enthusiastically and says "Music room three, Susuni."
Wait a minute! Isn't that where the host club meets?!! I don't show it, but I'm pretty excited to go. I just nod and start walking. The whole way, girls are squealing about how I am helping the 'Prince' and that they hope I join the just club. Tamaki and I just smile back at them as we walk.
We reach the doors to the music room and I shift the boxes I am carrying and open them. A fan blows a barely noticeable breeze in our faces and we walk in. So that's what these are for. I set the boxes down on a table and look to Tamaki. He looks at me and smiles.
"Welcome, Mister Luca Susuni, to the host club."

((Thank you for reading this first chapter. I hope you enjoyed. I will try to be updating every couple of days, just to try to make anyone who enjoys this happy. I had already started writing this, but I decided to change a lot of it. On the other fan fic that I have, I need ideas because Rae has given up on it. Well, that is all for now. Arigato, kittens.
- Shelly-chan))

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