Chapter 6:The Grade School Host is the Naughty Type

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Chapter 6:The Grade School Host is the Naughty Type

"Only those with excellent social standing and those from filthy rich families are lucky enough to spend their time here, at the elite private school: Ouran Academy." The blond explained. "The Ouran Host Club is where the school's 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."

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A small green sleeved hand gripped on to the handle of the door and turned it, only to be interrupted before the boy could push the door open.

"Everyone else has already assembled. Hurry up and come to the classroom." An older male said to the elementary boy.

"Sorry, but I'm going to quit the Classical Music Club." The boy said, not turning to look at the older man.

"Huh?" The man asked in confusion. "Why so suddenly? Your teacher thinks you have a talent for playing the piano. I won't say anything about this, so keep at it." He said placing his hands on the boy's shoulders. "You'll be popular with the girls in the future if you can play the piano."

"But that's gonna take too long!" He cried out in frustration, turning to face his teacher. "I don't have any time!"

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"The top floor of the south school building,"

The boy walked up the seemingly endless red carpeted stairs as he reached the final floor.

"At the end of the north hallway."

The elementary student finally reached tall pink doors matching the walls of the school building. He looked up to the sign above the door. 'MUSIC ROOM 3'

'The unused music room.' He thought as he read the sign. 'This is it.The is the fabled...'

He nodded to himself as he grabbed the gold door handle and turned it, only opening the door enough to peek inside the unused music room. The first thing he saw when he looked inside was a bright white light with rose petals being blown towards him, before the eight hosts came into view. He fell to the floor in shock.

The hosts were all dressed in arabian style clothing, surrounding the blond king.

"Welcome." They all said at the sound of the door opening.

"Oh. It's just a kid." Hikaru commented in amusement.

"And a boy no less." Kaoru added.

"What's wrong, little lost boy?" The blond male asked. Deep into the role of an arabian king.

The boy stumbled over his words. "You're this place's king?" He asked, standing up.

Tamaki froze for a moment before smiling with a content sigh.

The boy stared. "Am I wrong?"

"Here, little lost boy." He said, not answering the brunette boy's question. The boy walked closer to the group of hosts. "What was it you just called me?" The club president asked.

"The king." Was all that needed to be said to send the dramatic blond on a tangent.

"Oh!" He cried bringing a hand to his chest and the other against his forehead dramatically "'King'! Yes, indeed, I am the king of this Host Club!" He spun around with stars in his eyes. Happy, since he's not used to being called that.

"I'm Takaoji Shiro, Elementary 5th Year, Class A!" He said with determination. "I hereby petition the host club king to take me on as his apprentice!" He said, pointing at the blond.

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