Poetic Type? [OHSHC] REWRITING

chapter nine ;

"Wow~ Eiji, you look so handsome in that kimono!" My guests gushed on and on about my appearance. Today, we were wearing kimonos and we even attached hair extensions and tied our hair.

"E-Eiji-san, do you mind if we asked for some poems that you wrote?" a girl tugged on my sleeve. She looked down, a blushing covering her cheeks with her long black bangs covering her eyes.

"Of course, I'll write some right now," I purred and used my pointer finger to raise her chin. "Look at me, so I can stare at your lovely eyes. It's like I'm looking into the finest crystals." She stuttered, her face flaring into a brighter shade of red. I chuckled and asked for a notebook.

A girl raised her hand and eagerly handed me a thin notebook. My fingers grazed hers slightly. She smiled softly at me, and I happily returned her smile. I'm not sure what she was so happy about. She also let me use a pen, which was pink and sparkly. She seemed embarrassed but I patted her hand reassuringly. I started to write several poems.

"Looks like the host club has a brand-new guest." I heard the twins chime in. I looked away from my current guests, who were occupied with some hand-written poems they asked me to write. There was a girl hiding near the door, peeking out to look inside. Hikaru and Kaoru approached her, beckoning her to enter.

"Stop that. How many times do I have to tell you boys to be more courteous to our first-time guests?" Tamaki chided them, appearing in front of the girl. She had long, caramel hair adorned with a large pink bow. She looked taken aback. "Please, you don't have to be afraid, my princess. I welcome you to the Ouran host club."

"N—" she stuttered.

"Yes?"

"No! Don't touch me, you phony!" The brunette shoved Tamaki away from her. The blonde stumbled backwards as the rest of the club and I watched. He looked at her, shocked at her reaction.

"Ph-phony?!"

"Just what I said. You're phony. I find it hard to believe that someone like you is the prince character of this host club!" She started yelling at the paralyzed president of the host club. "You shouldn't go spreading your love around so easily like that, you stupid! You must be a dim-witted narcissist! You're incompetent! You're a commoner. You're disgusting."

Tamaki was pierced with each insult, and the grand finale electrocuted him. He was the floor, mentally injured by the flurry of blows to his ego.

"That was savage," I looked down at Tamaki in amazement. He was on the floor, twitching. I stepped closer, inspecting him. Is he dead?

"He's created a new technique," Hikaru said.

"One man slow-motion!" Kaoru announced.

"I don't supposed you are.." Kyoya looked at her, before being cut off by her charging at him (not before stepping on Tamaki) and launching herself at him. She wrapped her arms around him.

"It's you, Kyoya," the mystery girl said, in a longing voice. "Oh, how I longed to meet you. My one and only prince charming." I almost gagged. How sappy.
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"Your fiance?" Hikaru repeated in disbelief. Everyone was settled down this time, now that this girl claiming to be Kyoya's fiance was here. However, Tamaki was somewhere in the corner, moping.

"Kyoya-senpai?" Kaoru asked.

"Of course. My name is Renge Hoshakuji, and I'm transferring into Ouran academy's 1st-year class A tomorrow," Renge said happily, clinging to Kyoya's arm.

"Why is he sulking?" the older twin pointed to the blonde crouching in the corner. The so called "emo-corner" was gloomy, and so was the atmosphere around Tamaki.