The Great Pretender [abandoned]

Chapter 2: First Impressions

The Great Pretender
By Fox Trot 9

PG-13
Fan Fiction/Humor/Poetry/Romance
Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran Highschool Host Club. © Bisco Hatori

Chapter 2: First Impressions

Only those with excellent social standings and those from filthy rich families are lucky enough to spend their time here, at the elite private school, Ouran Academy. The Ouran Host Club is where the school's most handsomest boys with too much time on their hands entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands. Just think of it as Ouran Academy's elegant playground for the super rich and beautiful.

-Tamaki Suoh

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Several customers surrounded the salon sofas on which Tamaki and the Hitachiin twins lay, all of them worried about their bodily conditions after the day's strenuous exercises at P.E., as Kyoya explained to them after they entered the Third Music Room. He placated their worries somewhat, reassuring them that they were just tired and needed some rest, and that they'd be their usual entertaining selves by tomorrow. Till then, Kyoya assured them, they could content themselves over watching them sleep, which they readily agreed to, as they never saw them sleep before. They even found it kind of cute, if voyeurism could be considered cute.

In fact, they got out their cameras and took pictures of Tamaki and the twins sleeping. On the left sofa, Tamaki slept like a king on his death bed, his face serene and handsome like that of Napoleon's even in the eternal sleep of death. On the other sofa, Hikaru slept in a slouching position, leaning to the left over the arm rest with his head leaning over his shoulder and with his mouth open, while Kaoru slept on his left side with his head resting over his brother's lap, garnering many giggles and comments from the yaoi fangirls among their onlookers.

"They're still out, Kyoya-senpai," Haruhi said after checking on the sleepers for the second time after the club opened for business, thinking, Gee, maybe I should apologize to them afterwards. I only played along when I smiled at them, but I never thought they'd faint like that. Then again, I think Kyoya went a little overboard with the way he said it, too.

"Hm. Well, let me know when they wake up," Kyoya said, before turning around and smiling one of his cloak-and-dagger smiles. "Oh, and one more thing: I do realize that I may have gone too far in my threat. But remember, it was your idea, Haruhi, not mine."

A chill went up Haruhi's spine. How does he get into my head like that? He's gotta be some kind of psychic or something, she thought without wanting to find out. Then there's Ruzaki-senpai. I wonder how he's holding up.

As it turned out, it wasn't too good. In fact, when Haruhi returned to her table, she saw her two best customers (Momoka Kurakano and Kimiko Sakurazuka) looking nervous in front of the poetaster, who was leaning over the table with his head in his arms and sulking in embarrassment.

She said, "Sorry about that. I had to check up on Tamaki-senpai and the twins. They're still out, it looks like . . ." She then leaned in between the two girls and said, "What just happened?"

"Uh, it's kind of hard to explain," Momoka whispered.

"Wait, what do you mean?"

"Well," Kimiko whispered, "first, he tried to do a weird imitation of how Kyoya-senpai explains things, and he ended up not making any sense."

Her observation put an arrow in his side.

"When we asked him to clarify what he meant," added Momoka, "he started sulking."