The Host Club's Assistant | 𝐻𝒾𝓀𝒶𝓇𝓊 𝐻𝒾𝓉𝒶𝒸𝒽𝒾𝒾𝓃

Chapter Four: Attack of the Lady Manager!

"Oh Tamaki. My dearest Tamaki, why are you so beautiful?" A girl asked. 

"Oh Tamaki this oh Tamaki that blablabla." I mimicked the girl. It was a tiring day. I work extra hours yesterday after physical exams. You'd think working at a hair and makeup salon would be a lot more fun than it sounds. Guess what, when you aren't even old enough to drive yet, it's not. I put in extra hours since we were running extremely low on money and I only got an extra 300 yen from what I normally get. Damn being poor is a pain.

"Well, someone's gloomy." Hikaru said from behind me. I jumped slightly not expecting anyone to hear me.

"Oh! Hikaru, I'm sorry. You weren't meant to hear that." I sighed. 

"It's fine. What's got you all gloomy." He asked leaning against the wall next to the couch I was sitting on. 

"I put in extra hours yesterday." I said. 

"Hmm. Where do you work?" He asked.

"Just a local salon down the street from my neighborhood. I also work as a hair and makeup artist for people on my street, I do house cleaning things for people too. I make a lot of the looks that are most popular at my salon. But I do that for free." I said.

"Wow, you do quite a lot for your family huh?" He said. 

"Yeah, but it's worth it. In return, I make Haruhi do the grocery shopping and stuff. It seems like an unfair trade, but she does all the housework too. I'd be dead without her." I sighed. He sat down with me on the couch. 

"Just.. try not to overwork yourself, okay?" He asked while looking me in the eyes and holding my chin with his index finger and thumb. It was now that I got a good look at Hikaru's face. He had beautiful hazel eyes, porcelain white skin, and something about him seemed mischievous yet he still brought me a sense of security when I'm with him.

"O-okay." I said. I then heard the screams of fan girls around, not the I'm gonna kill you screams, but the happy screams of fan girls. 

"Ahh! My otp!!" A girl yelled.

"Oh no." I said, but Hikaru pulled my face back over to his.

"Why don't we give them a show?" He whispered into my ear. His hot breath sent a shiver down my spine and I gulped and nodded my face turning a million shades of red, I wanted this. I wanted Hikaru to kiss me. He started to slowly move back to the front of my face. I saw him start to slowly close the gap in between us until..

"Please, you don't have to be afraid, my princess. I welcome you to the Ouran host club." Tamaki said grabbing the new girl's hand. "Yes?" I heard Hikaru growl lowly as I got up to go look at the action. He pulled me back into him. 

"We'll finish this later." He said lowly. 

"No!" The girl said while slapping him away. "Don't touch me, you're phony!" 

Tamaki drew back dramatically "What do you mean I'm phony?" Tamaki cried.

"Just what I said. You're phony. I find it hard to believe that someone like you is the prince character of this host club! You shouldn't go spreading your love so easily like that, you stupid!" Hit one. "You must be a dim-witted narcissist!" Hit two. "You're incompetent!" Hit Three. "You're a commoner." Hit four. "You're disgusting." K.O.

Tamaki then fell back in slow motion.

"He's created a new technique." Hikaru said, completely changing his act from just moments before. Maybe he really was just doing it for the fans.. 

"One-man slow-motion." Kaoru said.

"I don't suppose you are.." Kyoya started.

"It's you, Kyoya." She said cheerfully running to Kyoya and stepping on Tamaki's body in the process. "Oh, how I longed to meet you. My one and only prince charming." She said.