A Hikaru X Kaoru X Reader fanfic

The piano and the new host!

Day two of entering Ouran, 

You had been walking down the hall with Hikaru and Kaoru, the two split for their club leaving you alone in the hall. You pulled out your phone and headphones then a score of the song you planed on listening to, not paying attention to where you were walking and not hearing the warnings of the few students around you you bump into a wall sending on of the large elegant paintings falling forwards. It was falling directly over top of you. Unable to move in time you shit you eyes and brace yourself, but nothing happens, opening your eyes you see you were entrapped in a handsome tall figures arms. Pulling out your headphones you look at the painting which layed on the ground and then to the calm but cool figure. "Are you ok?" his voice was soothing and low, slight concern in his voice. 

"I think so" Your able to gently escape his grasp and check to make sure everything was on you, you had been missing a few of your scores since the morning but besides that the only thing under the painting was a bunch of sharp triangular thingies that math class orders you to have "ohhhhh sugar honey iced tea" groaning you turn to your savior once more "thanks fo--" but he was gone. You hadn't even caught a name. "L/N F/N am I correct?" a colder and lighter voice from that of your savior, the new student that stood in front of you was Ootori Kyoya, "that would be me" you knew by the tense air around Kyoya that you were truly in for it now. "Due to the damage of the painting we're going to have to charge you for it." his voice was hurt as he spoke "that painting was going to be sold to a high paying collector for 9,000,000 yen" wincing at the price you don't even have time to speak before Hikaru and Kaoru came running down the hall. "Y/N!" they quickly rushed up to you "are you ok?!" in worried sync the two twins notice the painting and Kyoya, the two step back before placing a quizzical look across their face.

"The matter has been felt with, there is no longer any reason to go into more context. I'll see you in music room #3 in about five minutes" Kyoya walks off, you glance at his back and then the painting. Was it... his?

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Pushing open the grand doors to music room #3 your faced with a group of handsome men, some of which you've physically met, others of which you only know by name and some other information. Hikaru and Kaoru nudge you in encouragingly, 

"Welcome to the host club" Tamaki suo, you only really knew his name since there wasn't anything besides his family name and looks to read about. Attempting to place a kind hand on your shoulder the twins burst a murderous intent "hands off boss, he's ours" the two twins then flash a friendly smile at you. 

"my names Y/N" you give a reassuring smile to the twins before shaking Tamaki's hand "Tamaki suo, correct" you try to ignore the odd jealousy from behind you. "I hear you can play the piano, I was wondering if maybe you could play this song i finished a while ago. I'm still learning how to play so I don't know how good it is" you hand Tamaki a piano score of two pages, it was short and the name of the song you made was called 'a blossoming begging' you had made it in dedication to your first day at Ouran. It started sad with a slight ghost like melody then as it reached the middle it went joyful and almost beautiful, Tamaki had changed some of the notes as he played the song making it all the more amazing. Female students began filling in at the sound of such a wonderful song, soon, the music room was packed with customers and you were filled to a table where two students happily sat down. 

"good day to you ladies, I'm Y/N" you were slightly nervous but you understood the basics of what a host was.

"I'm Laya" on of them smiled 

"R-Ray" the other one was quietly blushing 

"Did Tamaki make that piano piece?" Laya asked 

"it reminded me of a cherry tree forest, how its scary at first but when the sun hist just the right spot everything is warm" Ray sighed

"well, H--" you didnt want to admit it was yours, the girls seemed to enjoy simply fantasizing that it was Tamaki's work. "actually ladies it was Y/N who wrote the song" Kyoya walks over 

"what?" Laya gasped 

"you wrote it?" Ray asked

"I-I did, I'm sorry If your disappointed, such wonderful young women such as yourself should have heard better music" you give a gentle blush as you avert your gaze "but. I hope that even if you do not like that I wrote the song, you may let me write one for you. Because... I can't help but be inspired when I gaze into your eyes" looking at the girls with a delicate honeyed gaze the two swoon as they fan themselves. "of course this is a business so the pieces will cost <insert amount in yen you think your pieces are worth>" the amount was (cheep/expensive) for your taste but it was of course YOUR piece but it was the amount Kyoya had placed so there was no arguing. Kyoya nodded as he turned and left adjusting his glasses as he makes his way over to a group of ladies waiting for the new host calendar. 

"wow" Laya sighed "your so talented" 

"will you be here every day?" Ray asked 

"for you, anything" you give a warm smile, waving to the girls as they walk off in a love struck daze. Soon after lunch you returned to your classes with Hikaru and Kaoru, after school you went to the host club for a short meeting before heading home.

______ a mildly entertaining walk later________

"I'm home" you don't try to assert your entry, you were alone anyways. Your mom does come home until late at night, letting out a sigh you begin to make dinner when your phone begins to ring "Hello?" you answer, not knowing who's number it was your surprised to hear Kyoya's voice "Y/N, I forgot to congratulate you at the meeting, you really might have the potential of a host" Kyoya paused for only a second as papers ruffle in the background "you have a few requests for personal songs, It shouldn't be too much of a trouble. Of course everything you do will go towards paying for the painting do you don't really have a choice, I'll need ten pieces presented by next month, each one will be for the paying customer of the host club. I'll send you their information so that you know what piece should be presented to who" Kyoya then abruptly hangs up, you let out a groan. "welcome to Ouran" you sigh in the dim lighting of the empty kitchen.