Tukiko's been sent to Ouran Academy. Will her gothic style fit in this sophisticated world? I DON'T OWN OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB.

One shots based on songs that you will know.

Camille Haninozuka, sister of the Honey-senpai of the host club, No one knew of her, except Kyoya Ootori. When she got in Ouran, because of a request, it turned hellish and well she escaped death. Though what if something really strange happened that forced her to run away, would she come back? Between the love triangle of Kyoya and Nekozawa who'd she pick?

This is the story of Sayuri Kamiko, a new student at Ouran Acadamy. What will happen when she meets Nekozawa, the high school's 'prince of darkness' and will he be able to help her?

Come and ask Beelzenef the cursed doll and I, Nekozawa. Don't be shy, we won't harm you.

A poem about Umehito Nekozawa's life after Ouran. (I don't own Ouran High School Host Club. Copyrights go to Bisco Hatori. Picture of Umehito goes to Hakusensha, Inc. I own this poem so please don't take it!)

Darkness was all that ever surrounded me. A sheer blanket of night as thick and suffocating as miasma that enveloped my presence and soul. This wall of black shielded me from the light of others. Their all too bright smiles and their naivety to the darkness of the world. Echoes of their laughter would give me migraines and their constant chatter encouraged me to venture even deeper into the abyss of the dark. All who ever came within my gaze ran away in fear and with just a peek into my eyes they would be completely petrified. My appearance only increased their fear. My black hair was long and covered my eyes and most probably half my face. My skin was pale and almost as white as snow. I think my appearance is perfectly normal but to others I looked like a living corpse lurking in the corridor. Of course, because of the stupid rules and regulations of the academy, I had to wear the bright disgusting yellow excuse of a uniform on a daily basis. Walking in the corridors I would always hide in the shadows avoiding all the people who walked by. For everyone else's safety and my own. If they came close to me, they would drown in my dark dense aura. No one has ever survived living in my presence. That is, until one person challenged this fact. I do not own Ouran High School Host Club or the cover of this fanfiction.

In the Sachiyo household, the sisters were peacefully home schooled by their aunt and taken away from their former friends, the hosts in their former school. Things were turning out great according to them, forgetting about the hosts was one of the best ways to keep them away from 'harm' as stated by their father. However, our little rebel - Erin - left their home and found herself with Kyoya. She knew everything her cruel father was thinking for his children, whether it was good or not, she had to stop the said man. But of course, with the help of the Ouran High School Host Club! ** ** ** ** ** ** *THE PROTAGONIST IN THIS STORY WILL BE ERIN* [Discontinued]

Mute? No, she wasn't mute. Natsumi Mei Sachiyo wasn't. It was simply a title given to her by everyone in her previous school, Ouran Public Academy. Being a girl who doesn't talk that much to anyone, she was dubbed as 'The Mute'. On one fateful day, this 'mute' transfers to Ouran Private Academy, a prestigious version of their old school. Being a piano enthusiast brought her to be one of the club's maids, dragging her sisters along with her to the host club. After days of spending time with the host club, things change and go topsy turvy. With this new twist in Natsumi's life, will everything still be the same for her or will it change? Find out as you read on!

A dark and mysterious girl by the name Vanessa Venatrix shows up one day at Ouran Academy. What will happen when the short and very seductive little goth meets the incredibly adorable boy Lolita Honey? Read to find out!!!