4:30...
The doors banged open. My father walked in, wearing one of his many, super expensive suits. I shivered at the sight of him. I was always told that I looked like a female version of my father.
"Zaphea!" He said looking at me.
"Father..." I said, bowing respectfully,
"Tamaki," he turned to Tamaki, "I presume you are the owner of this school's son?" Tamaki, almost glaring, nodded. I didn't blame him with my fathers business. I felt Kyouya's hand on my shoulder. This definately was not working out, so I prepared for the worse.
"When you look at my daughter, what do you see?" he asked. I braced myself, and felt Kyouya's gaze burning through me, wondering what was going on.
"I see a friend," he told him, and I waited for the words that would betray me, "and the lover of my good friend, Kyouya." I removed Kyouya's hand and took a step forward. My father's hand shot out, sending me flying, crashing into some of the tables, then hitting a wall. Girls screamed. Black was on the corners of my vision, and felt blood running out of the corner of my mouth.
"Zaphea!" I heard Kyouya call. I tried to pick myself up, but this was my fathers hardest blow he had ever given me, and I my arms just colapsed under my weight.
"I GAVE YOU ONE SIMPLE TASK!" My father yelled, "YOU WERE TO DO ONE SIMPLE THING, AND YOU GO AND DISOBEY ME ENTIRELY, POSSIBLY LOSING ME A GREAT BUSINESS DEAL!" I flinched at my fathers hurtful words. I tried to wipe the blood from my mouth, but more kept flowing. The hand that was slippery with blood I pressed against the wall, and use the other hand to lift myself up using a table. My foot slipped on the blood on the floor, either from my mouth or my head, and I fell again, but I felt supporting hands catch me. I looked to see Mori and Honey helping me while Kyouya and Tamaki remained frozen, both glaring at my father. Black was creeping closer and closer to the center of my vision.
"She's losing alot of blood," I heard Haruhi whisper. I took in deep breaths, but each lung full was a gasp of pain. My father took a step closer to Tamaki and Kyouya.
"Stop!" I called, but I ended up on my knees, holding my chest, which felt like someone had stabbed a knife through. "Don't hurt them..." I gasped at my father. He glared at me, then turned to Kyouya.
"I suggest you friend to do exactly what I say if you want to see Zaphea well again," my father growled.
I thought of how much I enjoyed the host club, how much I enjoyed Ouran! I looked at Kyouya,and muttered "no..." When he looked at me, I shook my head.
"Tamaki," He started, "...listen to him. Please!"
"It depends on what he wants." Tamaki said.
"I want you to convince your father to agree to my offer." I could tell my fathers words were carfully chosen.
Tamaki looked at Kyouya, then me, then the rest of the host club. My vision was grey now, and fading. My strength was failing me, and Mori and Honey still held me up. The twins, for once, seemed very serious. Haruhi crouched beside me. Just as Tamaki turned back to my father, all went black, and I let the darkness ensnare me, trying to escape the pain. I felt my arms slip from Honey and Mori's hands, and then there was nothing...
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Yes, I know, very dramatic, and a little confusing, but all will clear up in my next post.
I walked into the third music room and Tamaki was bumped right into me. He must've been going out. "Tamaki! O///O " I said VERY sheepishly. "My dear, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to bump into to you." he said in his sweet, prince-like tone. And then he grabbed my hand and kissed it softly. I almost melted.
I-It's all right..." I barely managed to get out. He grabbed my hand and lead me to a chair in the middle of the room. "Just excuse me for a second, my dear." he said as he went over to check on Haruhi. I like Haruhi okay, but he always takes my Tamaki away.
To Be Continued!
Annetta Plan, part two
My heels made a loud “click” sound with every foot step I took inside. I tried to act normal and not stare at the wonderland I came upon. It looked more like a five-star hotel than a high school. I turned into a hall and found myself surrounded by a mass of students. The colors of yellow and purple were blurring together. “Wow, must be lunch” I muttered though I knew it was too early for lunch in any social class. I pushed my way into the crowd and in mid-push I froze. A major flaw in my plan has come to my attention. I got in, but what will I do if I can’t find the club or if a teacher asks me what my schedule is? I can’t wander the halls aimlessly without getting to much attention. It may be a big school, but it’s bound to have a tight security. The halls were thinning out now and I haven’t moved.
“Ok this isn’t so bad just keep walking and no one will look twice at you” I told myself. The halls we now almost empty and I was thinking how my positive outlooks never worked before.
“Hey you hold it!” A strong male voice spoke out, echoing in the hall. I spoke to soon. I became immobilized, too scare to turn around. What will I do? I broke into a cold sweat. If he asked where I’m going I’ll say the library.
“I can’t believe this...” the voice said with an astonish pitch. I took a chance and turned around. I slowly turned my head to look behind my shoulder. It was a student with blonde hair standing at a pretty far distance, but even at this distance I can tell he’s beautiful. At first glance he looked like a kind of person that exaggerates things.
“HA-RU-HI !!!!!!!! Sooo CUTE!” He ran straight at me and the distance between us was covered within seconds. He grabbed my arms right below my shoulders and raised me high. I was dumbfounded and stared scared into this random nutcase.
“Um…I…me…um...Haruhi?” My badly formed question must have hit him hard. His expression went from blissful to anxious. I couldn’t move from his strong grip. My feet were tangling off the floor and I could see the nervous sweat running down his gorgeous forehead. Colored returned to he’s stunning face, but then reached a bright red color.
“I’m sorry princess; I got you confused with someone else.” He let me down and raised his eyebrows. “I never seen you before, can I ask your name and ask for your forgiveness while I’m at it, princess?”
“Me?” My eye twitched, I needed to keep cool. “Oh, I’m new to this school you can say.” My voice was too uneasy.” I wonder if he was talking of my Haruhi. It wouldn’t be a big surprise if it was. Lots of people at school say I stole Haruhi’s hairstyle, but I don’t think it matters how similar we dress and fix our hair. I’ll never be as great a person as her.
“I’m very sorry, but from the back, you look like the girl of my dreams. Sadly, I guess she’ll stay in my dreams.” He started walking pass me. I guess it wasn’t the same girl. I didn’t want to lose my only chance to ask about the mission. I can’t leave this school empty handed.
“Please, I was looking for someone here. The name is Haruhi Fujioka.” A smile appeared on his face.
“I wasn’t aware our services were so well know that even new students know our names. HaHa, Don’t be shy princess for I am your prince.”
“WTF!?!?” I felt my eye twitch again. I wonder how my question got this answer.
“Let us hurry to our residents in the well-know third music room. Grab my hand and let us be off!” He posed with one hand dramatically on his forehead and the other reaching out to me. I wasn’t sure if this was an act of a pervert or not but I picked up my hand close to his. Common sense hit me, and I was about to put it back to my side. He didn’t give me that second and grabbed my wrist. The next thing I knew, I was flying pass the halls and doors. My hair was whipping furiously behind me. The blonde called out to me.
“My name is Tamaki Suou. I’ll be leading you to a place that your dreams will start to unfold.”
So now my adventure continues with a Tamaki Suou and I heading to some baffling place called the third music room.
We have at least 1 person for every host...
except Tamaki.
PLEASE! If you know Ouran High School Host Club (the manga or the tv show movie thing,) please join! It's not fun with so few members... there isn't even requirements! I can't make sure you post EVERY DAY, so you can just post when you feel like posting. *gets down on one knee and pleads* I'M BEGGING YOU 300 VIEWERS OUT THERE! PLEASE JOIN! THERE IS NO LIMIT TO HOW MANY PEOPLE CAN SIGN UP FOR A HOST! (please refer to the post about joining currently on page 2)
4:00... I was normally at the host club during that time. I knew I would be in huge trouble with my father, and not just the kind commoners get in, where they get grounded or anything. No, my father was much worse.
I couldn't bring myself to ask the club to lie for me, but I couldn't just not go to the Host Club. Not so soon after Kyouya had thought I left. Espeacially since the twins and Haruhi were in my class, so they could say I wasn't sick. There was nothing I could do but carry it out.
The day went by too fast. Finally, the bell rang. I stood up and started to walk with Haruhi and the twins toward the third music room. Well, it was more like a jog, since we had to get there before the screaming fan girls did.
"Are you feeling alright today, Zaphea?" Haruhi asked. I sighed, since I should have known she would sense my discomfort.
"I'm fine," I replied bluntly. All too soon we were at the music room doors. We opened the doors, and suddenly, three uniforms were flying past me. I looked around at the restaurant set up. Great, now my father would know I was hanging around a bunch of idiots.
"Three... two... one..." I counted down softly under my breath.
"TAMAKI!" I heard the twins and Haruhi yell behind me. I couldn't help but smile.
"YOU WANT HER TO STAY IN THIS CLUB DON'T YOU!?" the twins yelled in sync.
"Of course I do!" Tamaki looked taken aback in his waiter's uniform.
"THEN STOP GETTING HER FEMALE CLOTHES FOR THE CLUB!" Looking around, I spotted Kyouya in a chef's uniform.
"You're too skinny for anyone to trust your cooking," I tried to sound cheerful. Apparently it worked.
"What would me being skinny have anything to do with my cooking?" he smiled back.
"Haven't you ever heard the saying 'never trust a skinny chef'?" I asked.
"I don't believe I have."
"Think about it," I winked and looked at the set up. I looked at the clock, trying to make it look casual.
"It's about 3:30," I said to Tamaki, "Maybe you should think about opening the doors?"
"Okay, everybody!" he yelled, "Poses!"
So everybody was standing. Some how the twins had gotten Haruhi a boys uniform. Since I didn't have a uniform, I just stood to the side.
"Come over here, Zaphea!" called Honey, "Pose with us!" Sighing, I put on a smile and walked over to stand between Kyouya and Mori, who had honey on his shoulders.
Tamaki pushed what we called the "secret button" and the doors opened and cherry blossom petals flew out as girls walked in.
"Welcome to the Host Club Cafe!" Tamaki announced. And so the day began.
Me and Kyouya walked around, offering pastries and coffee to the girls, who would buy them from us.
Nervously, I glanced at the clock. Since the main rush was normally at the opening, girls were trickling out slowly. Maybe only 3/4 of the original amount of girls remained. I gasped when I saw the time.
3:57. I had 3 minutes.
