The Disciplined Type(Ouran High School Host Club)

The Grade School Host is the Naughty Type!

*DON'T FORGET TO COMMENT AND VOTE*

Hey guys, I'm back with another chapter, I hope you guys enjoy!  Let me know in the comments how you guys feel about Kei and his story.

I love hearing from you guys, warms my heart<3

~Shiloh <3

Kei sat back on the floor, lounging away next to Hani while Mori and Haruhi stood behind them.  The host club's theme for the day was an Arabian palace.  Kei was dressed as a genie, the wise secret adviser to the Arabian King, Tamaki.  Kyoya was dressed as the King's hand while Mori was dressed as a guard, they rest of the host were dressed as common folk.  Kei enjoyed this theme day.  He liked the idea of being a magical being that could grant wishes, but he was also very clever so what ever one wished for, they had to be concise.

The door creaked opened, and it appeared to be their first guest of the day.  The flower petals flew out as the lights blinded who ever it was causing them to fall back.

"Welcome to the Ouran host club."

"Oh, it's just a kid." Hikaru said, disappointed.

"Not only that, it's just a boy." Kaoru agreed.

The boy stared at them, feeling uneasy and intimidated.  Tamaki was deep into the character of the "Arabian King" and offered his hand out to the young elementary school student.

"What's wrong, little boy?  Did you come to my palace in search of something?"

Kei watched the boy walk closer, bringing his fake elaborate cigarette smoker back up to his mouth.  Instead it blowing smoke, it blew bubbles.

"Are you the king of this place?" The boy asked with a shaky voice, still not recovered from the host's grand reveal.  Tamaki sighed pleasantly as the boy referred to him as the "King"

"Well are you?" The boy asked again with more confidence this time.

"Come closer, lost one." Tamaki said, beckoning the young boy closer. "What was it you just called me, little boy?"

"The King."

"Oh, the king!  Yes, I am the king of the Ouran host club.  Long live the host king!" Tamaki said dramatically, standing and posing and spinning around with sparkles in his eyes.

The boy's eye became fierce, staring at Tamaki with unfaltering determination in his eyes.  "I am elementary 5th-year, Shiro Takaoji!  I want the host club king to take me on as an apprentice!"

The host all stared at the small boy in shock at his sudden statement, while Tamaki gasped, obviously thrilled with the idea.

"Doesn't he remind you of someone?" Hani asks, turning to Mori who nods.  Kei looks at his friends in confusion, looking back at the boy he shrugs it off.

~

The host were all back in their usual uniforms, entertaining their guest at their usual tables.  Kei chatted with his guest about school and upcoming events, occasionally glancing over to Tamaki's table.  Tamaki was wooing a guest while Shiro watching them from an uncomfortablyp close proximity.  Tamaki had insisted on Shiro paying close attention, but when did it become too close?

"So Tamaki has an apprentice now?" One of Kei's guest asked him, sparing a glance in the "Host King's" direction herself.

"It would appear so.  He's still in elementary school, but Tamaki seemed taken by his charm.  There must of been a certain fire within him that drew Tamaki like a moth," Kei mused, lazily gesturing to the table Tamaki was currently wooing his guest at.  Shiro observed them closely but it didn't hinder Tamaki's game what-so-ever.  Tamaki was currently working one on one with a guest, saying sweet romantic things to her.