The Wolf Of Ouran High School

The Shadow King & The Princess: A Reverse Harem

Pt. 1/?

"That's strange." Misika slowly got up from her back on the couch where she had been comfortably laying in, looking around and moving her shoulders. Everything was normal- the guys were in their new costumes for the day, Kyoya was typing away on his laptop and her brother was taking a nap on the sofa across from her, but why did she feel as if something was off?

Noticing the movement, Kyoya looked up from what he was doing to the girl near him. Confused, he asked, "What is it?"

"Nothing just- did you just feel a sudden chill? Like if something just happened, or just wasn't right?"

He thought for a minute before just shaking his head, nothing was amiss in the host club so he wouldn't have the faintest idea as to what was the problem for her sudden discomfort.

"Not at all, why?"

"Just had the feeling, but I guess it was just me." She looked over her surroundings once again, wondering if it was really just her mind messing with her before finally caving in to the idea that it was. "Anyway, do you guys ever wonder if you'll make more money if you've had less clothes on? I mean, a new theme each day must be costing you hundreds with all the supplies and clothes-"

"We are in a school environment, that isn't allowed on this property's grounds. If you want to see one of us with less clothing on, I suggest asking him after school hours."

Almost immediately Misika interrupted the smug loan shark, face a beet red and eyes full of embarrassment as she yelled, "That's not- I'm going to kick your ass!"

"I doubt you will do it."

A sting of pain occurred in the girls right arm as she was about to reply, making her turn her head away from the boy and quickly grab on top of the area that had been hurt. She let out a quiet curse as she tried to soothe away the pain before once again turning her head to reply,

"Shut up!"

The noise of small footsteps echoed through the hallways as a small child looked around, confused, but determined to find the place that she was searching for. She looked at each door, through each open room and read every sign until finally finding her destination. The location of her prince and the only one she wanted to see. With her eyes fixed on the door, she reached out her hand and grabbed the handle.

"Welcome."

Flower petals flooded into her view as she stared in, revealing what she had been searching for- wait a minute, no it didn't.

A blonde tall man smiled, looking at her as he spoke. "My what an unusually young guest. Well, glad you're here my little lost kitty cat."

She stood staring the group of... police men and two others behind them, looking quite similar in looks? Upon seeing this group, she immediately knew what she really came upon.

She quickly pointed at the blonde man, speaking as she did,

"It's a reverse harem! This is a reverse harem!"

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A burst of laughter ended the silence after the child said those words, and it came from the woman in the back, causing her to try her best to stay on the couch where she was laying as she did. As Misika struggled to breath during the laughter, the others were still in denial as to what they just heard.

Tamaki softly hit himself on the side of the head, nervously laughing as he spoke, "That can't be right, I must have heard wrong. Maybe there's still water in my ear from when I went swimming."

The twins laughed along, convinced that what they heard was false until...

"There's debauchery here! -"

There was a thud from behind the group, caused by the girl falling off the sofa onto the ground. The boy beside her groaned, finally awaking from his nap as he got up and looked around to see what was occurring.

"- Yay! There's debauchery here, isn't there?"

The man, too, fell off of his place and laughed much like his female counter part as the girl began to label each host with their role with their "respected" places in any story. The only thing he did different from the girl was that he got up and excused himself, leaving the room in a fit of laughter. The young girl stopped once she reached the king of the hosts, eyes widening and tears beginning as she leapt into his arms, calling him big brother in the process. She spoke about her brother being blonde and immediately associated that with the one and only Blondie, creating a wave of confusion within the club as they tried to resolve the problem.

During this gem of a situation, Misika had finally been able to stand and walk over to Kyoya, wheezing in the process. She stood a good foot away, hunched down with as arm wrapped around her waist while the other was on her thigh supporting her upper body. Once she caught her breathe, she stood up straight- clutching onto her arm once again as the pain had yet to go away, but she did her best to ignore it.

"This has to be the best day of my life, how- how about you Glasses?"

The dark haired boy sighed, rubbing his fingers against his forehead as he replied, "It definitely isn't in my top ten. You shouldn't be supporting this type of behavior from a child."

"Glasses, if it is funny I will laugh, and this is extremely funny. You can't judge me just because my sense of humor is horribly stupid."

"Language, there is a child." He peeked at the girl he was speaking to, showing a small but noticeable smile as he pointed to Tamaki trying to pull the young child off of him, "I suppose there is a small part of this that is amusing, but... I want to know it glasses character is superior to big brother." As he pointed he looked briefly at her once again, noticing her hand tightly gripping at a spot on her arm as if he was in pain. He was about to ask about it before getting interrupted by Misika.

"I'm pretty sure they're usually twinks."

"What-"

"Anyway! What's going on guys!?" She quickly went towards the others, leaving the boy confused and concerned.

After the king of the Hosts finished happily spinning the young girl, now known to be named Kirimi, around in the air a dark feeling seemed to fill up the room along with a mysterious voice whispering Kirimi's name. Everyone turned to the source to reveal... a young blonde man in a random door in the wall.

Misika was the first to speak, looking at the new scene to the room, "Was- that always there? I swear I've never seen that door there before."

No one responded to the question as they only question who the man was, and the only other who questioned the door was the only other sensible one of the group, Haruhi.

The man, seeming their age, walked out of his room with a smile as he began, "Oh Kirimi..."

Before being interrupted by two others, both in dark clothes as they covered him with a cloak to show a figure the club knew too well.

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"Hey isn't that the leader of the hell club or something?"

Author's note:

Haha, up dude bros. So it uh, been a little more than a year since the last update I see (like August 2017).

I do plan on continuing to write this story (and others in the future) because I honestly enjoy writing these. School has been taking up just about all of my time but no worries!

Going to try to update more often since I should have more time these days and yeah, that's about it. Hope you guys continue to support me!

Edit: I had to unpublish/republish this part bc something was acting up on my account.