What Is Your Gender? (OHSHC X Genderfluid Reader)

Chapter One

(Kyoya's POV)

I stood next to Tamaki, writing in my black journal. Though, I heard a girl gossiping to her friends about a new kid, and Tamaki walked over to the group then began to talk with them.

He soon came back, "So there is going to be a new commoner here."

I nodded, "Hmmm."

Soon, there was mumbling, as a boy with (H/C) hair. He had his head in his phone, earbuds stuck in his ears, not paying attention to the world around him. The boy walked to the front doors and entered the school.

(Reader's POV)

I walked into the large pink building, larger and pinker than any building I've seen in a lifetime. I looked at the map that I got with my schedule and uniform a couple weeks ago. After a couple seconds of searching, I made my way to the main office to check in for my guide. When I got there, a person with short brown hair and greenish-brown eyes stood there.

"Hi, I'm Markas," he said, extending a hand.

"Nice to meet you, I'm (M/N)," I replied.

“I guess I'm your guide then."

"Alright then.”

Markas guided me all the way to classroom 2B.

"Markas and the new student," the teacher greeted, "please introduce yourself, young man."

"Hi, I'm (M/N)," I said waving at the class.

The teacher then told me to sit in the back with Markas. I noticed two people staring at me. One with black hair and the other was blond. I nudged Markas and pointed at the two males.

"Who are they," I asked

Markas looked at where I was pointing, "Oh, that's Kyoya Ootori and his Death Note. The blond is Tamaki Suoh, principal's son. They're kind of my bosses."

"Bosses?"

Markas told me about how he threatened Tamaki and broke an auction item. He glared at Tamaki, who turned away immediately. Kyoya smirked at him before turning away.

"So is your family rich," I asked.

Markas snickered, shaking his head, "No, I'm just really smart, like you. I'm also a foreign exchange student. There is another ‘commoner’ though, Haruhi Fujioka, class 1A. They're in the Host Club as well, you should come by sometime."

I nodded, "Maybe I will."

Markas smiled at that before returning to his work.

After school, Markas led me through the pink hallways of Ouran to their ‘work’. He stopped at double doors that had the sign 'Music Room #3' over it. I heard that it was supposedly abandoned, but Markas opened the door slowly. Soon, rose petals flew at my face and one got stuck in my throat, and I began choking on a fucking rose petal. Markas stood behind me, slapping my back trying to get the fucking petal out, and it helped after 20 seconds of choking.

"Thanks," I mumbled embarrassed.

"Anytime," Markas responded, smiling.

I turned back toward Music Room #3. There stood 6 dudes and a girl. That sounds like a band name. Focus (M/N)! In the group were the two students Markas told me about, twins, what looked like a kindergartner, a tall dude, and a girl with brown hair. The brunette girl walked up to me.

"You alright," she asked.

"Thanks, I'm fine," I replied.

“I'm Haruhi Fujioka."

"(M/N) (L/N).”

Haruhi walked to a small bar and poured some hot water for the both of us. She then added instant coffee mix and came back. Haruhi handed me a cup and took the other one.

"So what are you doing here?" she asked.

"Markas invited me," I responded.

Haruhi nodded in understatement. The blond dude walked over, Tamaki, I think that's his name.

"So are you here to join us or are you a guest," he asked.

"He's here to observe," Markas told him.

He put his arm around my shoulder, giving a hard look at Tamaki.

"You'll be with Markas then," Tamaki told me.

Markas nodded and guided me to his couch. I sat down next to him, still drinking the instant coffee. He tapped his foot against the floor and stared at the clock, as if he was anxious. Soon, there were a bunch of girls walking through the double doors. There were about 3 girls that went to each host. I watched as Markas talked to the girls. He looked like a natural. The girls all had red faces from blushing so hard, and Markas only had smirk on his face. I stood up, taking my cup to wash it, before I walked back over to Markas and noticed that the girls had changed. He looked up at me, still wearing the same smirk.

"New host," one asked Markas.

"Nah, just an observer," he answered.

The girls giggled in delight.

After a couple of hours, hosting was soon finished and they were cleaning up. I waved goodbye to the Hosts before leaving. Markas quickly followed me out of the large pink school.

"See you tomorrow," he told me.

"See you, Markas," I replied waving.

We went our separate ways. I got to my home, did my homework, and cooked dinner. After cooking and eating dinner, I told my mom goodnight then went to bed. I instantly fell asleep as soon as I hit the pillow.