Rene's friends thought it would be good to enter her into a contest that would give her a scholarship to study abroad. She wins and as a result goes to Japan to study at Ouran Academy. She arrives and meets the host club becoming the second female host next to Haruhi. Things happen and family problems arise, what will she do. To top it off she starts to develop feelings for someone. Characters are a bit OOC i don't think i really did good on keeping them true. There may be a few things that are AU maybe. Please Comment

Suffering from nightmares about her past, Raine continues to run; and finds herself living with her Aunt. The first day of school she meets an odd group of students called the, "Host Club." After joining them to help out the one and only, Haruhi, the Host Club soon gets tangled up in the web of secrets that surround Raine. But as Raine comes to realize, after joining this "Club," she can't run anymore. And sometimes the ghosts and the wounds from your past; don't get better in time but worse. As her secrets begin to unfold she realizes that the danger from her past might be closer than she expected.

---------------------------------------------D I S C O N T I N U E D------------------------------------------------ The Toshibara family is always treated like Royalty. When you meet them, you'll think they have a royal bloodline but they don't. They are super rich and considered as one of the richest families! and are beautiful creatures. Now...Meet Yuki! She's not your typical rich girl. She's our chocolate-loving, sparkly, lazybutt, weird, tough, hyper, and awesomely sekushi ;D (maybe mental, just maybe. jk) heroine of the story but doesn't act like one. Also! She has them BOING BOINGS. She lives in a rich world, where she can almost buy everything. Almost. But she's tired of living that life. She just wants to live in a normal life. What happens when she meets the Host club? Many things I guess. Love? Pfft its up to her. (She's too dense to even see it). Read now and see how weird her life is!....and how weird she is! P.S I do not own OHSHC P.P.S Beware of colorful words. Such as: sh*beep* Bi*beep* F*beef* Mo*bleep*f*honk* *BEEEEP!* P.P.P.S Many BOING BOINGS are included in this story. Be cautious. Many references are also in this story. Again, Be cautious. P.P.P.P.S This book doesn't make any sense and is cliche af wtf am i writing.....

Hi. I'm Kay, I work as a part time tutor, full time foster mom for. . . special children. Special how? I'll get to that after I finish my own description, trust me it'll make more sense. So again I'm Kay, Kay Live. I am a walking power source, I'm not radioactive or anything like that. I was a foster kid till I was eighteen, couldn't out a kid who had no control over herself to the humans. I'm not human if you didn't pick up on that just yet, actually I don't know what I am, nor does anyone else. Don't ask how I'm possible, cause I wouldn't know. Now onto my job. I take care of kids like me, they have no category or 'species' type. My boss is me, I fund myself and my program, to care for the unmentionables in the world. See, people pay a lot of money to get rid off some. . . thing. My job is to find out how they sustain themselves, teach them how to blend in, and what exactly they can do. WARNING THIS AIN'T NO CUTESY LITTLE STORY.

Black Widow is another BxB I am working on Teacher and student relationship homosexual relationship ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "BEEP BEEP BEEP" My alarm clock went off and I sighed, before realizing I had set it to late. I grunted slightly and swiftly grabbed my glasses, pushing my homework off of my chest and shoving my legs into a pair of skinny jeans. I grabbed my shirt and pulled it on, making sure the sleeves covered my hands so I'd have something to hold. I brushed my teeth while putting my things into my back pack and kissed my mother in a a family photo before darting out the front door, and spitting both my toothbrush and the left over bubbles in my mouth onto the grass, I'd have to pick it up later. I ran out to the mail box and waved good by to my horse Smokey's small grave stone, reaching the bus just in time. My day went by as usual. I barely got through most of my classes staying dead silent through out. People would try to interact with me but all I could do was grunt at them. If only I could actually say "Speech Impediment" maybe they would stop talking about me. Some how the usual group of jerks found out I was gay and told everyone. This life sucks. I got into fifth period and Mr. Schmidt looked at me. I froze, Oh hell no. I started to shake as he told me to read. I know he had a speech impediment too, but it was embarrassing to turn down such a request. "Read the next two pages" such an easy sounding task is it not?..... He stepped to me and I froze. Did I mention that my language arts teach was the most beautiful man on earth and his pink collard shirt was clingy?! I guess not. I wound up turning beet red and squeaking a bit before he tapped my desk and looked at me.

Even though they are twins, Arisu and Emiko are often described as Yin and Yang. They, can be as different as night and day. Arisu is hot-headed and rebellious while Emiko is calm and sweet. Arisu and Emiko were forced to take the Ouran's scholarship student exam but only Emiko got accepted. Ouran and their parents made an agreement for Arisu to attend Ouran with her sister.

[LOST CREATIVE SPARK. DISCONTINUED. UP FOR ADOPTION.] I don't know what to say, other than it's about time I do SOMETHING OTHER THAN HETALIA! Lmao, but please, feel free to read any of my stories. Please? Also, for the sake of my sanity, and to avoid any mistranslations, LET'S PRETEND ALL THE HOSTS SPEAK PERFECT ENGLISH!! Thanks! :3 ;)

Yukio Fukuyama is a child of a proud family that has climbed its way to the top through talent and effort. He’s learned it all. He’s done it all. He has it all—except for a voice. And of course he’s also got that deep, dark secret that he can’t let anyone else find out. Otherwise, the stable world that his father created will fall apart. He bears this burden on his own in his attempt to atone for his past. *I do NOT own OHSHC or the picture!