Mitsu Sazaki's Story

Looking in to the library, Mitsu sighed and closed the door quietly. Was there really no where to study? She didn't like that all the rich kids seemed to not even care about studying or their grades. Sighing, she continued on her search to find the perfect place to study. Traveling upstairs, a sign caught her eyes.

"The third music room...?" She questioned to herself. It was worth a shot at least... Also, if it was empty, she may be able to play a bit on the piano after studying. She walked up and slowly opened the door.

"Hello?" She said to what she hoped was an empty room.

Syaoran had a tea set balanced carefully on a tray on his left hand, his right was putting the cups out on the table in front of him. As the youngest and newest host it was his job to set up the tables and clean them afterwards. He finished with the table and moved on to the next and last one. As he finished with the tables, the door opened and he heard someone say "Hello?" It wasn't a voice Syaoran recognized and it could have been either male or female. He peeked over to see who it was. It was a boy, judging from the lack of uniform it was the new commoner student everyone was talking about. He couldn't remember the commoner's name, he had only heard it once. Syaoran gave him a friendly welcoming smile and waved. His way of saying welcome since he couldn't speak.

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They were both getting ready to open up the host club for today. Of course for now they were sitting in a chair. It wasn't really a chair so much as a throne. With Hideaki sitting on the left and Akihiko on the right. It wasn't a cosplay day or anything, so they were both wearing their normal school uniforms, but they were wearing their usual crowns. It was a sunny day with mild clouds. From their "chair" they could see Sayoran setting the tables and Koga writing something. Of course, when the heard the door open Hideaki was the first of the two to look over. Nudging his brother a bit he said, "Hey, is that the new student? The one of the scholar?"

"Why yes, I think it is, I wonder what brought him here," Akihiko started to wonder. Then he looked at his brother and they both started to walk over to Mitsu. Walking in line each looking like the shadow of the other, until they reached Mitsu. Course today was one of the days Hideaki straightened his hair, so they really did look identical except for their eye color. No one usually notice this though, becasue it covered their eyes.

"Looking from your outfit..." "You are a scholar..." "Or else you would be wearing..." "The school uniform. But no matter, Welcome to..." "The Host Club."

They both smile in unison waiting for a response.

Kyou Reteiyu

Kyou walked over to the table filled with food and deserts before staring at them for a while, debating whether or not he should take one. They were all so neatly laid upon the table, and the room wasn't even open yet. But a moment later, he decided, and reached out his hand which was wavering a bit since he was still a bit unsure. Yet right when he was about to grab one of the parfaits, he stopped and collapsed to his knees, pouting, "I-It's so close yet so far away..."

If he took one, it'd all be out of order, and it wouldn't look organized, but Kyou missed his breakfast that morning, and even with missing a meal, he'd be more than just hungry. His stomach grumbled a bit loudly as he sighed and stood back up, still staring at all the deserts and snacks he could easily just steal from the table to satisfy himself, but he wasn't that type of person, "I'll have to wait until lunch then..."

Kyou walked away from the table, taking off the tie that went around his collar because it was too tight and looking at it for a bit, "How do you tie one of these again?" He asked himself before moving it in various ways to see how he got it tied last time, which didn't work out too well.

"Ah, wait a minute!" He said, thinking he had finally solved the troubles of the tie before he heard a knocking on the door and literally jumped from surprise, not expecting anyone to have came to the music room so early. He turned and saw what appeared to be a boy, most likely younger than him, enter the room.

"G-Good morning?" Kyou said, a bit unsure what he was supposed to say. He saw Koga walk past him and looked at him, wondering why he wasn't going to greet the person, but decided he'd ask him about it later.

He then turned back to the boy who glanced into the music room and then at the two twins who were handling the situation and took a few steps back, allowing them to handle the situation since it was already under control. In the mean time, he continued to have a battle with that tie of his, failing at tying it again.

"Looking from your outfit..." "You are a scholar..." "Or else you would be wearing..." "The school uniform. But no matter, Welcome to..." "The Host Club." The two twins said while addressing her. Startles, she took a step back. She didn't mean to interrupt anyone if there were people in here.

"H-host club?" She asked as her face went red slightly from blushing. Why would a high school have a host club!? Also, if what they said was true, she needed to leave. She had no time for boys. She had to study and keep up her grades.

Syaoran frowned, the commoner didn't seem to notice him. It was understandable though. Since Syaoran couldn't voice his presence, it sometimes took people a little while to notice he was there. He set the tray down on a table and went over to his bag. He took out a blue notebook and matching mechanical pencil and set them at his table. He would need them for socializing with his guests, the very few he had right now. While at his table Syaoran curiously watched the commoner interact with the twins. He still didn't know why they had chosen him for the host club, there were plently of better looking guys out there. Syaoran realized that he was staring at the commoner and looked down pretending to be occupied by his notebook.

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"H-host club?" Hideaki looked at his brother. The new student was obviously surprised. Maybe he never went to this kind of school before? Well he was a commoner and also on a scholar, so it made sense. Akihiko seemed to be thinking the same thing and his brother could tell, so he gave a slight nod.

"Why of..." "Course there is a..." "Host Club." "It's for guys..." "with too much time..." "On their hands, entertain..." "ladies also with too much time..." "On their hands. Or course..." "Only the rich and beautiful..." "Work here."

Akihiko looked over his brother's shoulder for a moment at a table of expensive crystal ornaments. He saw Syaoran looking at the commoner and motioned for him to clean the crystal, since the auction was within a week. Looking back at the new student, he nudged his brother a bit.

"So why did you..." "Come here..." "Commoner?"

Well, I guess some of you might want to hear my side of the story, it's not like you'll be missing much otherwise. I was in the middle of wooing a few girls in the hallway when my bad timing sense went off like a bell, and my lack of tact took over.
"Sorry girls, you know where to find me!" I said, shooing them off as I walked to the music room like I did every day. While I was on the way there, I took out a silver coin(Taken from a sunken ship in the Spanish Main by yours truly.) out of my pocket and let it ripple over my fingers, giving me something to do with my hands as I walked. As I entered the music hallway, I heard a commotion from the room, put on my best innocent smile in advance to make sure that nobody thought I did it, and walked right into what appeared to be a girl dressed as a guy(Hey, don't give me that Deus-ex-Machina look, no guys here look THAT pretty.) on accident, falling flat on my rear after stumbling a few steps back and hitting the wall behind me, and let me tell you, never was I so thankful to have so many books in my bag to cushion the blow.
"Well," I said, rubbing the back of my head and standing up, "that was unexpected."

"I heard about you. You're that scholar I've been hearing so much about..." A new man said as he walked closer. "... Irritating." Sighed as Mitsu's eyebrow twitched. "Why are you here anyways?" The man asked.

Mitsu opened her mouth to respond but the twins already started talking.

"Why of..." "Course there is a..." "Host Club." "It's for guys..." "with too much time..." "On their hands, entertain..." "ladies also with too much time..." "On their hands. Or course..." "Only the rich and beautiful..." "Work here." "So why did you..." "Come here..." "Commoner?" The twins asked while switching between one and the other while talking. How on earth could they do that?

"Well, I was looking for a place to stu-" She started before she felt someone bump into her and sent her forward into a table. A gasp escaped her lips as her eyes widened. She quickly tried to reach her hand out to catch the ornaments but they were already too far away.

The glass hit the ground and shattered as Mitsu fell on the ground right by it, her eyes wide. What had she just done!?

"I-I'm so sorry! I-I-I'll pay for it!" She quickly stuttered out in a panic.

Syaoran had seen Akihiko's gesture and was walking over to the table, when the commoner fell into the table. The crystal ornaments fell, along with the commoner himself, fell to the ground. Even though one of the ornaments had been supplied by his family, Syaoran wasn't mad. He was more concerned with the commoner's safety. Glass could be replaced, life couldn't. Syaoran ran the rest of the way to the table and helped the commoner to his feet. Syaoran gave him a look that clearly asked if he was okay, as he did he looked the commoner over checking for injuries.

(OOC: Sorry its so short, I'm writing this from my phone. They really need a mobile version of this site.)

Suddenly, without so much as the sound of a door handle turning, Kuma entered the room, accompanied by an inexplicably shower of slow-falling peach blossoms. "Bonjour mes amis! Sorry I'm late; I had some family issues that needed to be taken care of." he said, throwing his arms wide, as if to embrace everyone in the room, or perhaps even the room itself. He spotted Walker standing up, the Nakashima twins and Koga, Kyou, and near the table was Syaoran and- was that someone new? Lying on the floor?

The moment Kuma spotted someone he didn't recognize, lying prone by a mass of shattered glass, he made his way over to their side, intending to assist them in getting up. Of course, logically, since Syaoran was closer, he was able to get there first. As such Kuma instead voiced what he believed the other host was trying to ask. "Are you alright...?" He had meant to add sir or miss to the end of that question, but he wasn't completely certain about the gender of the newcomer. The voice suggested that they were female, but the attire made it rather unclear. "Sorry, I can't quite determine your gender. And by that I mean the second definition, since I couldn't actually decide for it to be one or the other, but of course you probably knew that. Then again, perhaps it isn't wise for me to act as though I know what others are and aren't aware of. My name is Kuma Kobayashi, and this is Syaoran Takeba. You are?"

Ritsu winced in pain as she finally noticed the cuts. A man rushed over and helped her up as he gave her a look which was the equivalent to ask if she was okay. She felt blood drip down the cut on her jaw. her hand quickly went to it and tried to wipe away the blood quickly. How clumsy could she be!?

"I'm fine, thank you though." She said with a shaky smile. Just then, another man entered the room.

Looking at him, he came up and asked her name and if she was alright.

"M-my name is Mistu Sazaki... And I'm fine... I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to bump into that. Please forgive me. I promise to pay you all back." She repeated again to this man.

"Ah," I said, waggling my finger after I had gotten up, "but those were to be used in the auction next week... or in two weeks, I can't remember. Either way, you'd have to pay at LEAST five hundred thousand dollars in order to mend that debt! I have an idea-" I paused, taking a moment to dramatically flourish a rose that I had hidden in my sleeve earlier to surprise one of my girls when she came here, and held it in the air. "However, you COULD work as a host, or... a hostess, if you rather."

Mitsu's eyes widened and her jaw dropped as she heard the total. 3,000,000¥! She didn't have that kind of money. She didn't even have enough money for the school uniform. She quickly started thinking of how to pay the debt until the man who bumped into her interrupted her thoughts.

"However, you COULD work as a host, or... a hostess, if you rather." He said as he held a rose in the air that seemed to appear out of nowhere. She blushed slightly as she noticed someone at this school finally got her gender right.

"Finally, someone at this school got my gender right.... But a hostess or a host? I thought this was a club where only the "Rich and beautiful" men entertained ladies. I'm certainly not rich and I don't exactly think I'm "beautiful"... I could play off a male well though... If that's what it takes to pay you back, I will." She said.

Suddenly, one of the males came back and wiped the blood and then disinfected it, causing Mitsu to flinch from the pain.

"Thank you..." She said quietly to the man before he walked away.

((OOC: Someone put yen and someone put dollars DX I'm gonna stick with yen because we're supposed to be in Japan))

(OOC: Aight. Walker's foreign(If the name didn't give it away), so of course he's going to get it mixed up.)
I snapped my fingers and smiled at the good news, then handed the rose to the new girl as she got cleaned up by Kogie, sighing a little on the inside(Don't get me wrong, Kogie's a nice enough guy once you know him, but SERIOUSLY, I think I've seen him go DAYS without showing an emotion other than disgust!).
"Splendid!" I said, my smile remaining one that made kittens mewl in delight, "Of course, you'll probably best fit the girls who like a girly guy. Up until now, we had twins, the quiet one, a shy guy, a brainiac, no offense Kogie, and the princely yours truly, and I apologize to those I forgot, but our feminine slot has been sadly unfilled! Your presence here makes us complete!" At this point I felt it only right to make a dramatic pose, pointing one finger towards the heavens while bowing my head down, a smirk on my face as I planted my unraised hand on my hip, then opened one eye to look at her, keeping the pose and smile. "Oh, one quick note, you might want to stick with wearing men's clothing. I can get you a nicer outfit, of course, and don't worry about paying me back, it can just go into your hosting tab!" Did I mention I have a flair for the dramatic at times? "So let's see, you're about 5'2", 105 pounds, on the slim side, yeah, I can have something sewn up by my tailor in two days, give or take. Ah, but I've been so crass! I'm Walker, Walker McMullin, and THIS-" I said, grabbing Koga in a headlock and pulling him around to be face-to-face with Mitsu, "Is Koga Kimura, but feel free to call him Kogie! I always do!"

Mitsu saw as the man in front of her snapped and handed her the rose that he made appear out of nowhere. He then listed off the group and how she fit in as the girly guy. She nodded slightly in response.

"Oh, one quick note, you might want to stick with wearing men's clothing. I can get you a nicer outfit, of course, and don't worry about paying me back, it can just go into your hosting tab!" He said as he got into a weird pose and then looked at her. Tipping her head to the side, she wondered if he always acted like this. It seemed as though he felt his words were more dramatic then they were.

"So let's see, you're about 5'2", 105 pounds, on the slim side, yeah, I can have something sewn up by my tailor in two days, give or take." He quickly stated as her face went beet red.

"H-how'd you-" She started before he chimed in again.

"Ah, but I've been so crass! I'm Walker, Walker McMullin, and THIS is Koga Kimura, but feel free to call him Kogie! I always do!" He said as he spun the man she now knew as Koga around to face her.

"A-ah, he-hello Walker, Koga." She said, her face still red from him saying her weight out loud. It seemed that although he seemed to be so good with girls, he didn't know girls were sensitive about that sort of thing.

I laughed once as I saw the girl's face redden at my getting her weight right, making a frowny face as Kogie called me an idiot.
"C'mon, Kogie, if I wasn't the music teacher's favorite thing since sliced bread, we might not even HAVE this room. Besides-" I leaned in, caressing his face gently, "You know you love it!" After making Kogie feel that much more uncomfortable, I turned to the girl to explain my psychic guessing abilities. "I was taught from a young age to know the height and weight of people at a glance thanks to the family business. Your height is less than a head smaller than mine, placing you within 5'1" to 5'3", and most girls around that area weigh about 100 pounds. I just took a shot in the dark with 102." I said, shrugging as I did so. (What? You think I would have told her right away it came from being in theater so much? Where's the fun in that. But it WAS drilled into me when I was little, theater just made it a habit.) I stretched a bit and groaned a little with the effort, then rocked back on my heels, falling perfectly onto a chair. "Honestly, I must say you look adorable, so we'll have the girls eating out of your palm in no time!"