Assassins at Ouran Academy

Chapter 1

A building of that size would normally cast a looming shadow, but this pink mansion seemed to have a light all its own. It sparkled with an air of wealth. The four boys could tell it was a school for rich kids, but they could also tell it was nowhere near as harsh as Kunugi Gaoka.

Karma walked through the doors with confidence, Nagisa timidly followed and Maehara and Sugino were behind them laughing at a memory. Something about Nagisa only having to be held back by one person. Whatever that was about.

They already knew where their class was, because Ritsu downloaded a map in their phones. They walked in class 1-A, the same class as their Target's son.

The whole room turned away from their assignments and looked at the four boys.

"Ah! You boys are the new transfer students, aren't you? Well, come on and introduce yourselves." The teacher said with a smile.

Karma was first.
"Karma Akabane" He said with his devilish smirk. Most people got the message that Karma was not to be messed with.

Nagisa was next.
"I'm Nagisa Shiota. Nice to meet all of you. I hope we can be good friends." He said with a head tilt and smile. His friends sweatdropped at his innocent profile, while the class wondered about his gender.

Maehara introduced himself next.
"Nice ta meetcha! I'm Hiroto Maehara!" He winked at a pretty girl and she got hearts in her eyes. Nagisa and Sugino sweatdropped again. Karma was expecting.

Lastly, Sugino stepped up to the plate.
"I'm Tomohito Sugino. Nice to meet you!" Most of the class didn't have a reaction to him. Karma noticed this and was trying to stifle his laughter.

"Alright boys, hmm. Well the only seats are at the back of the class. So you can choose a seat back there. " The teacher said.

They sat and class began again.

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Nagisa wandered the halls, looking for a club that they all could join. Ritsu directed him to a certain music room where he would be able to get a lot of information.

He knocked on the door, but there was no reply, so he walked in. Nagisa was surprised at the rose petals flying gently at his face, and the blinding light that soon faded. Hesitantly, he walked in.

"Well, hello there, young lady!" A tall, blond and sparkly man greeted eccentrically.

The man was about to drape an arm over Nagisa, but the short shota dodged expertly. Tamaki fell over.

"I'm not a girl, dammit!" Nagisa yelled with a tick mark on his forehead.
"Anyway, me and my friends are looking for a club to join. I was told to go to this wing of the school. And. . . Can we join whatever this is?"

"Of course you can join us! You're so adorable, the ladies will love you!" Tamaki exclaimed. "Let me introduce you to the Host Club! This is Kyoya, Kaoru and Hikaru Hitachiin, Honey-Senpai, Mori-Senpai. I'm Tamaki Suoh and this is Haruhi Fujioka!" The man's excited attitude never faltered.

Nagisa was extremely uncomfortable. But he still had to tell his friends they could join this eccentric 'Host Club'.

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"So, all we have to do is entertain girls? Alright! Nagisa, you have found my people!" Maehara yelled happily, stealing an arm over his adorable friend.

Nagisa laughed nervously and scratched his cheek, sweat- dropping. He knew Maehara could handle flirting with girls to get information.

He also knew that Karma wouldn't be as nice to a girl as Maehara. Karma would probably threaten someone with wasabi and spicy mustard--even if it was a girl. Although, there was a small possibility, for the sake of the mission, that Karma would turn down his Psychopath.

Sugino wasn't there. He said he'd like to play baseball and he could furtively get information from the players and coaches. It also helps that their Target's son was on the baseball team, as well. Sugino was officially on stalker duty!

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"What do you use in your hair?"
"Why is it so long?"

“Why did you join the Host Club, Nagisa?”

Nagisa was bombarded with questions from the girls at his table.

"Erm, well I just use whatever my mother buys for my hair. It's so long because she won't let me cut it. Uh, I joined the Host Club because 8 was looking for a club to join. I just happened to be sent to this wing. No real reason." Nagisa answered calmly, smiling sweetly at them.

Farther away, on another side of the room, Maehara and Karma were talking. (They hadn't had any requests.)

"Damn, Nagisa is good at this. Natural Shota, that's for sure." Maehara said.
"Or maybe it's just because he looks like a girl that girls are all over him." Karma laughed devilishly, with horns protruding from his head.

“Or it could be both. You never know.” The blonde Playboy replied.

Maehara walked away to flirt a little, maybe get some requests wracked up for next time? Karma was approached by a girl and they began talking, the deadly ginger subtly getting information out of her.

Closing time approached quickly, and the boys (and girl) of the Host Club cleaned up and talked.

The assassins left and met up with Sugino to go over their newfound information. Progress was slowly, but steadily, getting made.