The Insane Host [OHSHC] [UNDER REVIEW]

Chapter 3

When I awoke, I was in a comfy bed that I didn't recognize.

The room was simple with the small bed, a dresser, and a closet. It was amazing, more things then I had ever seen.

I stood up, straightening out my dress. I walked over to the closet and opened it to see a bunch of dark clothes.

I loved it.

I got dressed in a black turtleneck and black jeans. I slipped on my traditional black trench coat. I rubbed the white fuzz at the hood.

I looked in the dresser and found my black finger less gloves, pulling them on. I put on my socks and slid on my black boots.

I went into the living to see Daddy sitting down with a semi-serious expression.

"Time for school!"

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I guess Ouran had already had given me a scholarship for art. We couldn't afford a uniform so I would be allowed to wear this.

How did Haruhi get a uniform if they were so expensive?

I realized why she had decided to the male one when I arrived at the school. Haruhi had left early, not knowing that I would be going to school so soon.

The female uniform looked like a yellow mushroom and was too bright for my taste.

I walked through the halls carefully, gaining too much attention for my liking. Is this what Haruhi had to deal with.

I licked my lips, cringing at the bitter taste of medicine lingering. It was from the pills I had to take in order to keep my outbursts to a minimum.

It didn't help much.

I grinned as I saw my favorite person walked through the hallways calmly, talking to the idiotic blond. Well, more like listening and making a few comments.

I ran, not caring, and jumped onto the back of my unsuspecting victim.

Kyoya caught me quite well for not knowing I was here.

"Kyo-ya~!" I cheered, nuzzling my head into his neck.

"Ah, Kazuki, my son!" Tamaki exclaimed as Kyoya attempted to drop me carefully.

"Your son?" I repeated with a tilt of my head, " You're not Daddy though..."

Kyoya sighed, " Tamaki considers everyone in the host club family. Since Haruhi is his 'daughter' that makes you his 'son'."

I giggled, "That's silly."

I jumped off Kyoya's back, " I gotta go find Haru now! Ba-Bye!"

"Wait," Kyoya said before I could run off in a random direction, " We have a meeting today so she's in the club room."

"Ohhh, okay!" I smiled, following them.

"Kazuki, why do you look so...feminine? " Tamaki asked curiously.

I shrugged, "I dunno. What makes me look feminine?" I shot back with a light giggle.

"The long hair, different clothing, big eyes, the dimples, and freckles, " He listed off, impressing me. The fact that he noticed these seemingly little things was nice.

"Aw, You're making me blush, Tama!" I exclaimed, hiding my face behind my hands.

Tamaki laughed, pulling my hands away, " Well, I have a beautiful son."

"I'm flattered," I laughed, looking to Kyoya, who hadn't joined in on the conversation.

He opened the door to the host club, that held no one but the twins, Honey, and Mori. 

"Where's Haru?" I inquired, looking around, even daring to climb onto Mori for a better look. The taller didn't seem to mind, keeping a tight grip on my thighs to make sure I didn't fall. 

"Study." He grunted, kneeling down to let me off. I  got of him, returning to Kyoya's side. 

I followed him like a puppy as he walked over to pillar, leaned against it, and wrote in his odd little black notebook. I watched as he wrote down some things that I found rather interesting and intriguing. 

"How does he work?" I murmured curiously, leaning over his shoulder. 

His glasses gleamed, like he had been waiting his whole life for his entire life, " He's meant to be a health nurse, in order to help older patients with their everyday needs without them feeling embarrassed, like going to the bathroom or showering. " 

My eyes brightened, "Wow! That's so cool."

He frowned slightly, "Yeah, but there are a few quirks and flaws with him so he isn't available yet." 

I tilted my head, "Like what?" 

He leaned down to me and whispered, "Let's not discuss him here."

I pouted, placing my head on his arm, but reluctantly agreed, "Fine..." 

Without a word, we both walked to a small couch away from the other and sat down, continuing our secret conversation as I cuddled against him, placing my head in the crook of his neck. 

We didn't notice the other hosts watching and whispering about us in the distance. 

A/N: Sorry, it's sort of a late update. Hope you enjoyed it though.