Protecting the Host Club [OHSHC Fanfic~Discontinued]

A Proper Meeting

The next day came, where the Gifted Six had to meet the Host Club before they opened.

They opened the door to all seven, dressed in Ancient royal togas. Probably for their rediculous little themes.

"Oh, hello children," Tamaki said."And my, aren't you looking lovely today?" He was attempting to sweep Yoso off her feet as he held her small hand. She closed her eyes and had an annoyed smile.

"Touch me or my host and your hand can say goodbye," she said through gritted teeth. Her eyelids were covering her now red eyes, which had been green earlier. It was a sign of Wakai, her fire demon. Tamaki sqjealed and slipped away.

"Sorry," another more feminine voice said. They all focused on a brown haired boy. "Tamaki-sempai becomes all romantic when he's paranoid,"

Akai narrowed her eyes at the boy. He looked like.. a she, really. A flat chested, short haired girl. "Are you a girl?"

All Hell broke loose between them. They started wailing and flailing theirs arms. "Yeah, she's a girl," they all concluded.

"But why the act?" Jersi wondered.

"Haruhi broke an expensive vase, and now works as a host to repay her debt. If she revealed her true gender, she would be bumped back to the Host's Club's dog," Kyoya explained. "Of course, she's welcome to stay over her paid debt,"

Haruhi rolled her eyes. "Just don't tell, PLEASE!" Tamaki begged. "Sure,"

The group introduced themselves properly, and the Hosts returned the favor.

"Don't worry about the killers, Tamaki! We'll get those losers hard!" Alex grinned.

"Great! Well, we're getting customers now, and we should get to work. It was nice meeting you kids in private. Until then!" He winked.

They all left the school for today, going to an outdoor cafe to try to figure out the clues.

"F*ck, it's only our second day, and we haven't even started investigating! " Ben swore, slamming his hand on a round table. Akai was clearly irritated at him, but still mantained a somewhat calm face.

Yoso laughed a nervous laugh and exused herself. "Hehe! I just need to stroll by the garden. I've actually been interested lately,"

Yoso left and visited it. Even though she was just escaping her stressed (and pissy just in general) brother, the garden was beautiful. It was a circle of cherry blossom trees with stone slates and a pedestal in the very center. Though, she heard footsteps approaching. Wakai spoke to her.

'Frikin' hide already!'

Yoso felt the need to trust her, so she dived behind a tree trunk. A male, redhead teen with sunglasses and walking cane brushed back the pink petaled branch. Another girl his age followed, her very long brown hair pulled into a high ponytail. Yoso guessed the redhead was blind. He sloppily grabbed the curved handle of the cane and the shank. He unsheathed a sword and sliced a skinny branch off.

'Good aim for a blind man,' she scoffed to herself.

The girl set a small laptop like device on the pedestal, tapping in keys. A husky voice appeared.

"You're stalling," he was disappointed for some reason. She only nodded stiffly. "I apologize father, but the Intel cameras indicate interferers. Surely you would not like us rushing the mission as others could intervene. But I will kill the Host Club soon, I promise,"

"Very well.. I'll change the due date three weeks further. I'm counting on you, Hiyomi,"

Yoso dashed out. Her instinct told her it'd be better than sneakily inching out.

'YOUR INSTINCT WAS WRONG BY THE WAY,' Wakai screamed.

She was knocked out by the walking cane sheath belonging to the blind teen.