The Disciplined Type(Ouran High School Host Club)

Covering the Famous Host Club!

*A/N*

Hi guys!  Usually "Haruhi in Wonderland!" would follow "Honey's Three Bitter Days!" but I've tried to fit that episode into the story, but haven't really been able to.  I just don't believe it fits in with Kei's story very much so I won't be using that episode in this story.  I probably will in future stories, just not this one.  I apologize if anyone was looking forward to that episode being interpreted into the story.

~Shiloh

*DON'T FORGET TO VOTE AND COMMENT*

Kei stood among the beautiful gardens of Ouran.  His hair was pulled back into an elegant, but relaxed pony-tail that fit the theme of the club that day.  Today was a good day.  Kei's favorite day in fact.  On this day the hosts were dressed in traditional Japanese garb.  Thick extravagant fabrics with layer after layer. 

The setting was that out of an old water color painting.  Flowers were everywhere in full bloom.  Their bold colors bright and happy as the warm sun shone down on them.  Especially the hydrangeas.  They were lovely, in all different shades, their petals soft to the touch.

There was only a week left before summer vacation began for the club so they were going all out For their guest.  The impending break put everyone in a better mood. 

Tamaki sat with his guest on a blanket as he spoke in that sultry and calming voice that would make any woman weak at the knees.  He spoke to the girl about the flowers and how the two of them would go off on secret rendezvous together.

The twins were being more mischievous than usual as they played games with their guest.  They partook in a game where they matched shells to one another, and occasionally put on a show for their guest.  Their act was spotless and wonderful as they embraced each other in front their guest. 

Even Kyoya was in a delightful mood as he spoke to his guest about the garden and streams.  He still had his black book with him, as it was a permanent extension of his, and even as he relaxed the vice president's job was never finished.  He wooed the girls with flowery words, pulling them in as he sold them seats at a tea party the Host Club was hosting the following autumn.  He was a sly one.

Hani and Mori were acting rather silly as Mori hid in an over-sized kimono and pretended to be Hani's arms as the lolita boys head stuck out.  The attempted to eat a bowl of soba as Mori tried to feed him as if they were one body, but the noodles just ended up all over Hani's face.

Kei and Haruhi stood next to each other as they admired the scenery.  Haruhi was wearing cute pigtails and a purple kimono while Kei wore red and gold.

"How peaceful....." Kei smiled, sighing as the gentle breeze nestled his face, his long locks flowing with the wind like it was meant to.

Haruhi nodded as well. "Yes, you're right Sempai.  Very peaceful."

All was wonderful and good as they stood next to each other, but as most good things usually do, it had to come to an end.

"Haruhi!  Kei-sempai!  Duck!"

The two gasped and turned as they heard Tamaki's shout.  Kei's eyes widened as he saw the mari ball heading straight towards them.  Specifically Haruhi.  Kei put out his hand to grab her sleeve, but his reflexes were not fast enough as Tamaki tackled the poor girl to the ground and they toppled over

Kei's kimono was jerked back as he fell into a broad chest.  His eyes were wide as he looked up at Mori, who held onto him tightly.

"Are you alright?"