Hajime Ryoya's Story

"You know, if they were girls, you guys would be getting slapped to holy hell right now." Tetsuya couldn't help but laugh, though he found himself thinking back to when he'd nearly run into them. They had smelled an awful lot like girl's shampoo, so he had to suspect that the two really were female, even though everyone else seemed to assume the opposite. Glancing over at Shikamaru, he raised an eyebrow; he'd known the studious boy long enough to know that the look on his face meant he knew something.

Chuckling to himself, Tetsu reclined in his seat, draping one arm casually over the back of it. This could definitely be amusing. Tetsu's thoughts quickly turned back to the events at hand. Glancing up at the clock, he grinned. "I have to agree with Kota on his idea. Three phone numbers is a good start for someone who just came in right before the girls are supposed to be arriving."

Standing up, he walked behind the piano and knelt down for a moment. When he stood back up, it could be seen that he was holding an acoustic guitar that was painted in a blue sunburst style that faded to black at the edges. Taking a seat on a chair next to the piano, he began playing a melody to accompany Jun's song on the piano. If Tetsu recalled correctly, Jun had played the song at least once before, so Tetsu could more or less formulate a melody to back it.

Hachiro went to the back of the room where the hidden closet is and changed his attire right there, "Doesn't matter anyway, we're all guys here and the girls will be here any minute anyway...speaking of which..." He looked at the two wanna-be hosts and smiled evilly.

"Hey! You two wanna-bes! Better dress up now before the girls come in. Don't worry I think we extra clothes for you guys." He said as he searches some clothes that would be in their size, "Oh yeah, sorry but we don't have any changing rooms here so you gotta dress up real quick."

He left a few buttons undone, revealing his toned chest and placed a black blazer on, put on his slacks and black boots on. He looked on the mirror to mess up his hair a bit and strolled to his place in the club which is by the window. He sat on the leather couch and waited for his dear costumers to arrive.

Yuki stood there a bit awkwardly as one of the hosts told her that they would have to change out in the open, and wondered what she should do. Should she tell them? Well if course not, but what else was she gonna do? She looked over at her friend wondering if she had any ideas. She got it! She had the perfect idea. She couldn't tell her friend without the other hosts hearing her, so she hoped that senpai had an idea too. She took the uniform the host had given her and suddenly acted like she had to use the restroom. She started running out the the club room towards the restroom and yelled behind her, "Be right back, gotta go to the restroom before I whizz myself!!" She said running past guests who were walking to the host club, and made sure to wink at them as she ran past to assure the three phone numbers. She finally reached the restrooms and swung the door open, and after making sure no one was in there with her, she started changing at a rapidly fast pace, and turned to look at a mirror to fix everything up to make it look nice. She went over to one of the toilets after she was done and flushed it to make sure if anyone was listening to make sure she was actually using the restroom and walked out of the restroom and took a deep breath. "I better hurry if I don't wanna be late.." She said to herself as she started walking back to the club.

Itsuki had taken a seat at one of the tables, he had grew bored of the conversation with the new arrivals. In all honesty, he couldn't care less about these strange visitors and it was very confusing considering that everyone was debating about their genders. Itsuki pulled a notepad out of his bag and began to doodle some different faces in it, he had to get the practice and his dad always said it was a pathetic hobby and had banned him from drawing at home. It was a miracle that even could get away with having some secret notepads stored away from his father.

He glanced over at the two guy-girls and watched one of them rush off to use the bathroom. "Someone needs to control their bladder," he said quietly. "Surely they could've waited, how suspicious," Itsuki shook it off before proceeding to add some detail into the hair of a girl he was drawing. He noticed that he always drew girls, some of them resembled some of the girls that would visit. Itsuki loved it when they asked him to draw something for them.

Yuki walked down the hall, and walked back into the host club to see another host she hadnt noticed there. She raised an eyebrow and wondered just exactly how many hosts were in this club. "Sorry about that." she said scratching her head, and sweat dropping. She looked to the door to see the guests coming in. Should she greet them? "So, are you a new host here?" One of the guests asked her, looking up at her with big, curious eyes. "Well, me and my friend over there are trying out to be hosts." She said. "Oh really? That's great!" She said smiling. "Well so aren't you miss!" I said smiling warmly. "T-t-thank you!" She said blushing. "My pleasure." I said smiling. ...Well i hope im never in a bad mood when i come here... It'd be really challenging to keep this romantic guy act up then. I thought to myself. "So.. Um, what's your name.?" She asked sounding a bit nervous. "I'm Yuki, may I ask your name?" I said. "O-oh.. I'm Mizuki.." "Wow, what a pretty name! Well, nice to meet you Mizuki." I flinched a bit as she squealed. "He said my name was pretty!!" she yelled to her friends. I sweatdropped, and smiled. She guessed this was actually easier than she thought.