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Erai Yukanan

"Why is the Host Club so popular?!"

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a character in “The New Host Club REBOOT”, as played by TinkTank

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~*~ "There are two things I detest in this world. The Host Club, and its members." ~*~

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✫Name✫
Erai Yukanan

✫Nickname(s)✫
Akuma

✫Age✫
16 Years Old

✫Class✫
Third Year

✫Sexuality✫
Pansexual

✫Likes✫
Darkness | Winter | Beautiful People | Himself | Coffee | Tea

✫Dislikes✫
The Host Club | Host Club Members

✫Strengths✫
Intelligence | Literature/Schooling | Extroverted

✫Weaknesses✫
Clumsy | The Host Club | Impatience


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✫Personality✫
Extroverted | Intelligent | Brutally Honest | Hateful | Impatient

Erai is an intelligent human being, though his mouth doesn't particularly have a filter on it. He tends to just say things when they come into his head without thinking about it before saying it, which tends to make him brutally honest. He is very extroverted, though not in the way that most people are. He is a hateful type of extrovert, where his outgoingness leads him to telling people just how much he hates them, without him caring at all. He is very impatient with others, especially those affiliated with the Ouran Host Club. He has always hated the Host Club, its ideals, its members, and even its customers. He hated their customers because he couldn't believe that girls would be attracted to something so atrocious and obnoxious.

✫History✫

Erai was raised by nannies his entire life, his wealthy parents constantly working and almost never home. They certainly had no time to parent a child, so why Erai even existed, he didn't know. His current nanny, who'd been raising him since he was 11 years old, was named Aiko, which meant love and affection. Aiko was and is the only person that Erai is nice to at this point in his life. She out of all people deserved his love because she was the only one who knew everything about him and loved him regardless. She always forgave his mistakes and helped him with his clumsiness. As a preteen, he would end up breaking things all throughout the house by accident, but she never lost her patience with him.

Now, Erai is in his last year of high school and is 16 years old. At Ouran Academy, he is considered to be a part of the 'A' Class, which meant he was constantly stuck with someone that was in the Ouran Host Club. The Host Club was the thing he hated the most. He couldn't stand the hosts' blatant arrogance and narcissism. Every girl in the school, save for a few, was absolutely infatuated with the members of the Host Club, old and new alike. Erai hoped that in his last year of high school he could find a way to get the Host Club disbanded for good.


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So begins...

Erai Yukanan's Story

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Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Walker McMullin Character Portrait: Erai Yukanan Character Portrait: Madoka Hanikamiya Character Portrait: Hideki Akiyama
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Is it really necessary to have a Valentine's Day Ball? Hideki thought to himself. He didn't much care for Valentine's Day, let alone celebrating it in any way. To him, Valentine's Day was just another excuse for people to receive or give gifts of little meaning. Jewelry. Chocolates. Flowers. Pointless.. He also despised the "holiday" because all it did was remind him of how alone he truly was. I can't be the only one that sees Valentine's Day as a reminder that I don't have anyone....right..? He shook the thought from his head, still disappointed that he was going to have to take part in this ball.

What Hideki couldn't wrap his mind around was how were they going to have a ball when there are so many more customers than Host Club members? Won't a lot of the girls feel left out? Well..at least it's still a week away. Hideki was beginning to hate the idea more and more the longer he thought about it. He turned the page of his book, even though he hadn't particularly been paying attention to what he was reading. He looked up over the top of his glasses toward Walker, who was sitting on the other side of the music room, doing whatever it is that Walker does. What is it about you....that's so.. Hideki shut his eyes tight, stopping his thought right in the middle of it. He sighed and returned to his reading.




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"Hisoka.." Madoka whispered, sitting next to her on one of the couches in the Music Room. "Are you going to the Valentine's Day Ball..?" Madoka seriously hoped that Hisoka would say yes. She wanted to much to go with her. She couldn't wait to see what Hisoka would be wearing to the ball, and she secretly couldn't wait for Hisoka to see the dress she planned on wearing. Madoka wasn't usually very keen on wearing dresses or fancying herself up for things, but she was truly excited for this. It'll be the first time Hisoka will see me in a pretty dress..and quite possibly the last time. Madoka chuckled as she got slightly lost in her thoughts over it.

Madoka looked around the room, noticing Hideki looking up from his reading for once. She followed his eyes to Walker and cocked her head. Hmm. She decided it best to ignore it and turned her attention back to Hisoka.




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Erai was walking through the hall when his eyes fell on Music Room 3. He scowled and peeked into the barely cracked doors. He knew that the Host Club wouldn't be starting for a little while, yet he was still disgusted by the very idea of the whole thing. The Host Club is detestable. How can anyone sensible even think about walking into a place like that? He shook his head and sighed. "No matter.." he whispered to himself, silently plotting a way to take down the Host Club. He had a few angles to choose from. Which he would take, he didn't yet know.

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Character Portrait: Nemui Yonkoma Character Portrait: Erai Yukanan Character Portrait: Hideki Akiyama
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Nemui arrived at the music room, passing by Erai. She bowed respectfully as she went before slipping inside the Host club. She was the start of a lot of FALSE fainting due to her spell that happened the first time she came to the club, so she felt guilty and wanted to help set up.. especially since their manager moved away.. She was responsible for a lot of the extra hassle the club was receiving lately.. so she hoped that by helping out they would one day come to forgive her... then she could go back to her normal life, pretending the Host Club didn't exist. If anyone paid attention to her last name...she'd shame her fashion savvy parents for sure.

She approached Hideki, seeing as he was one of the only approachable hosts, next to Ryuu. Not that they were any less radiant than the other hosts, it was simply because the two of them were more easygoing and mild mannered. They were easier to cope with and didn't immediately make her feel dizzy, "E-Etto... H-hideki-san...Is there anything I could help with... I feel bad that the customers are pretending to faint so I'd like to lend a hand since the lady manager moved away." she twiddled her thumbs, not making direct eye contact. Normally it would make sense to ask Walker, but he along with Raion and Orochi were high risk when it came to radiance. They were all rather excitable and energetic.. they were too fast paced to manage.. Hideki was more comfortable. She was making progress, even if it was only baby steps. At least she could be heard now. Her voice was too soft to even hear the first time she became a customer. She went to push up her glasses, but remembered that she was wearing her contacts today. She blushed a little, realizing she made a fool of herself and that there was NO way that Hideki didn't notice. She straightened out her uniform nervously, freaking out mentally over her mistake. At least most of the Hosts weren't present/paying attention to her. If everyone would have seen it she probably would have died from embarrassment.

She gave the room a good look, shaking her head at all of the pink decorations. Valentines day was coming up, and she was no closer to having a boyfriend than she was last year. No boys were interested in her, and if they were, she didn't notice. She was too taken by Orochi to realize... not that he was really even aware. Originally she had a crush on both twins, but as she got to know them a bit better, she began to favor Orochi over Raion. Though she finds both to be extremely radiant, despite their habit of being demonic sometimes. Their pranks is probably what drove the manager to move out of town. They were pretty harsh to that poor girl. Nemui thought, her timid smile disappearing from her features. She really felt pathetic for being alone so close to the romantic holiday. She probably would be forced to go to the event by her parents, and they'd force her into one of their wacky dresses to promote their company... they didn't care if she would be miserable or not the entire night. Publicity was publicity no matter how they got it, though the fact that school dances meant they could force their daughter into free publicity made Nemui's life so much worse. She really was regretting being born into the Yonkoma bloodline right about now. It always came back to bite her in the butt. Maybe I should ask someone approachable to the dance.. I need to stop dreaming.

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Character Portrait: Hikaru Inoue Character Portrait: Walker McMullin Character Portrait: Erai Yukanan
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"No matter."

Eh? Is that guy talking to himself? Hikaru quirked a curious brow at Erai, but went on into the Music room. She became a Host at Walker's request, and she was becoming pretty good at it...but a dance? Her mother would surely hear of this and it would complicate things immensely. She would have to attend as a girl, but how would she explain that Hikaru is 'absent'? She would have to figure out a way to switch between a dress and a suit off and on throughout the night. If her mom didn't see a few pictures of her there in a dress she'd throw a horrible tantrum. With a sigh, Hikaru approached Walker, "Another day another billion squeals. I wonder how many more fainters we will have. There was two yesterday..." Hikaru complained. She didn't want to spend her day catching manipulative girls. It was demeaning and would eventually expose her as a girl. Every day she feared exposure... it kept her fairly anxious and it was hard for her to even focus sometimes. Then an irritated expression crossed her face, "Raion still hasn't returned my necklace.." she hissed more to herself than to the blonde prince. Her entire form quivered as she grew enraged. Those twins were a thorn in her side, ever since she punched Orochi in the face. The attempted numerous pranks. She managed to avoid the worst, but several of the minor pranks succeeded. She was a prank or two away from snapping. Her temper had a short fuse as it was, they weren't making control ANY easier for the hotheaded girl. Sooner or later she'd get in a fight with one of them and disappoint Walker... and even worse, risk getting the Host Club disbanded. She really would feel bad if she was the downfall of the club. At first she thought it was pretty stupid, but over time it grew on her. She realized this club brought a lot of positivity out in others. It created a lot of friendships as well. She might have lost Eri, but she knew she would make new friends through this club.... once her precious heirloom was returned! It had been months, and her precious item was still in the hands of those hooligans, "What color suit are you wearing to the dance?" she asked casually, making conversation with Walker since hosting hadn't began. Honestly she wanted to think about anything other than the twins. She was using all of her strength to keep herself from hunting them down and wringing their necks. They didn't understand why the necklace was so important. If it wasn't a present from her dead grandfather she would have dropped the issue long ago... but it had too much sentimental value to simply brush it under the rug and let bygones be bygones. If she didn't get the item back soon, there was definitely going to be war... but she had something in mind that didn't involve cracking skulls, in fact, it wasn't like Hikaru at all. She was going to play their game. She was going to attempt a prank of her own, and if successful, she would be able to force them into giving the necklace back to her if they wanted her to withdraw the torturous plot. Though she had to work out a few kinks in the plan. If she trusted the others a little more she would have ran it by them, but she assumed Ryuu and Hideki would tell her that sinking to the Twin's level was beneath her... and Walker would attempt to make the prank a little TOO fabulous.... She saw a lot of leather...or glitter...or both. She shivered at the thought, "I'm going to wear black I guess.. If I can find a way to sneak a suit by my mother.. She's going to make me wear a dress....no one will even recognize me.. No one has seen me with long hair or as a girl period..." She was kind of sulking. Her mother wanted her to be feminine, but Hikaru was simply disgusted by all things girly. She was terrified that she'd be revealed as Hikaru Inoue and everyone would realize HE was a SHE, "I hate dresses.. What name would I go by...?"

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Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Erai Yukanan Character Portrait: Madoka Hanikamiya
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Hisoka allowed her hand to be taken and her face softened at Madoka's smile. 'Thank you Doka-chan.' And for a moment they seemed to be alone, lost in the idea they would both help eachother. Hisoka would of been happy to stay like that all day.

But things never do work out, do they?

'Eeekkkk!!!'

'Oh my gosh how cute!'

Shrieking along with bright flashes of light brought Hisoka from her gaze and hand retreating from Madoka's face she whipped to face the disturbance. A group of girls who just so happened to be visiting the club stood clustered together behind the couch opposite. One held a camera and the other two were clasping hands, practically melting from the sight of Hisoka and Madoka.

'You two are so cute Hisoka-kun! You are going to the dance together, right?'

Before Hisoka could answer the camera girl placed a hand on her friends shoulder and shook her head. 'Of course they are! Look at them! I bet they're in love!' And then the girls, along with a few new onlookers gazed at them.

Hisoka's face flushed full red. Love?! W-why would they say that? Heart beating a mile a minute Hisoka stood, sent Madoka an apologetic look, and rushed out of the room in a very unHisoka way.

Pushing the door open to escape Hisoka barreled into someone who was stood outside the Host Club. Not bothering to see what happened to him she continued running down the hall and entered an empty classroom.

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Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Walker McMullin Character Portrait: Erai Yukanan Character Portrait: Madoka Hanikamiya
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"Thank you, Doka-chan." "Eeekkkk!!!" "Oh my gosh how cute!" Then there was a bright flash of light, which Madoka instinctively shielded her eyes from. "You two are so cute, Hisoka-kun! You are going to the dance together, right?" "Of course they are! Look at them! I bet they're in love!" Before Madoka could react, Hisoka had stood up, looked at her briefly, and rushed out of the room. Madoka's eyes watered heavily and she whipped around to look at the girls. Tears spilled over onto her cheeks as she stood to face them. "H-How could you m-make Hisoka f-f-feel like th-that?!? W-Why can't you leave a Host alone f-for two s-s-seconds?!?!?" Madoka yelled, frantically trying to wipe the ever-flowing tears from her flushed cheeks.

"D-D-Don't you have a-anything better to do th-than constantly b-bother the Hosts?!" Madoka added, sitting back down, pulling her knees to her chest, and burrowing he face into her knees, arms wrapped around her calves. The tears refused to stop, so she just bawled angrily. Why can't I get any peace and q-quiet with Hisoka.. There's no way to have any privacy with her..




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As Erai stood outside of the Host Club still, the door suddenly swung open and one of the Host Club members crashed into him, knocking him over. Instead of even bothering to ask if he was okay, the member just continued running down the hallway, without so much as an apology. Angry, Erai stood up, brushing himself off. If I'm going to get close enough to the Host Club to take it down, I'm going to have to go to extreme lengths.. He shoved the doors to Music Room 3 open and stepped inside.

Looking around the room, he spotted Walker. He raised his arm, pointing his finger at the Prince. "Walker! I wish to join this Host Club!!"

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Character Portrait: Walker McMullin Character Portrait: Nemui Yonkoma Character Portrait: Erai Yukanan Character Portrait: Orochi & Raion Inuhoozuki Character Portrait: Hideki Akiyama
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"Honestly..I don't even know what there is to be done. Usually when there's some s-sort of event, I end up walking into the room and it's completely done up. I d-don't know how they do it t-to be honest.."

"Does the Prince sleep?" She asked in a curious tone, joking, but sometimes it made her wonder. Hideki was part of the club and even he never saw the renovations being done? It raised a lot of questions, but it also made Walker seem a lot more dependable than he passed himself off to be. To get this much work done overnight? He must have paid a pretty penny and kept a strict leash on all those involved.

"And I wouldn't be surprised if the twins were in fact the reason that our Lady Manager moved a-away."

Nemui sighed a bit, nodding her head in agreement, though it was a bit discouraging to hear. She noticed that Hideki adjusted his own glasses and it brought a similar smile onto her own features. This was why she enjoyed the host club so much. Unlike most customers, some, like Nemui, enjoyed actually getting to know the hosts as PEOPLE, not objects of affection. She was certain there was other girls that felt the same way, but she didn't know any right off the bat. Not many girls spoke to her. The ones who did were typically mean. She couldn't believe how many cruel things girls did after her initial fainting spell... A few of them cut up her school uniform with scissors during gym class.. She had to wear a dress that was too small the entire day until her parents got the chance to purchase a new uniform. The worst part was, she didn't even know who was doing it.

"A-are you excited for the Valentine's Day Ball?"

Shortly after Hideki asked about the dance, Nemui's eyes caught Raion running away, probably to go ask someone to the dance. She smiled a bit, but it faded soon enough. A blush spread across her cheeks as she noticed Orochi's gaze looking their way. She cleared her throat, shrugging her shoulders as nonchalant as possible as she attempted to keep her attention on Hideki. If she allowed her mind to wander, her imagination to run wild, she'd surely get herself worked up over something that would most likely turn out to be nothing. Perhaps he was looking behind their conversation? She turned to look over her shoulder and noticed Walker and Hikaru conversing, well Hikaru seemed to do most of the talking, but who was she to judge?

Finally when she made eye contact with Hideki again, she gave him her answer, "H-Honestly..?" She asked with a nervous laugh, tugging at the sleeves of her uniform in a fidgety manner, "I'm not." she admitted smiling weakly at him. Just the thought of returning home with news of the dance made her cringe. Her mother would get wild ideas about dresses and makeup, she dared not even fathom what they'd do with her hair, "M-My family name is...Yonkoma.." she admitted, which is something she rarely said aloud. Sure, there were people who knew, but most times even teachers would address her by first name basis to protect her family's reputation, "They'll put me in some monkey suit. They absolutely go crazy whenever they find out they have a shot at free publicity... I don't feel comfortable in the clothes they pick out. Honestly I hate these kind of school functions.."

The she laughed a bit, shrugging her shoulders. She didn't want to dampen the mood. Perhaps Hideki was excited about the event, "Besides, the guy I would like to go with is really unattainable." Her eyes briefly returned to Orochi, but she quickly forced her gaze back to Hideki, not wanting either boy to realize. It was bad enough that the first time she fainted in front of everyone was when Orochi's fingers lightly brushed her own. It definitely raised a flag or two, but she felt that she was doing rather well at masking her interest since then. Almost all of the hosts, sans Seiji, Hideki and Ryuu made her feel lightheaded...Orochi was simply the easiest to cause a fainting spell, Raion fell right behind him, looking similar to Orochi and such, "Who are you going to ask, Hideki-san?" She asked curiously, trying to change the topic to something other than herself.

"Walker! I wish to join this Host Club!!"

Her eyes widened a bit, seeing as not many boys waltzed into the club and requested to join so easily. What kind of guy is this person..? She thought to herself, and took this moment to steal one last glance at Orochi before the drama would unfurl. Walker definitely would not make this announcement a light affair especially after she saw how he handled Hikaru's announcement that there was a thief in their midst.

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Character Portrait: Seiji Shirokawa Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Walker McMullin Character Portrait: Nemui Yonkoma Character Portrait: Erai Yukanan Character Portrait: Madoka Hanikamiya Character Portrait: Hideki Akiyama
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Hideki was slightly relieved to learn that he wasn't the only one that wasn't exactly thrilled about the whole Ball thing for Valentine's Day. "Who are you going to ask, Hideki-san?" Hideki lowered his head before looking around the room. His eyes passed over Walker, and then over Seiji, and then back to Nemui. "I'm not sure, honestly.. I have a couple of people in mind, but I'm not sure if it would be 'okay' to go with th-them.." Damn you, stutter!

Suddenly, the doors crashed open and after a moment there was a loud voice. "Walker! I wish to join this Host Club!!" Hideki turned to see who it was. Erai. He didn't know much about the kid, but as far as Hideki knew, he hated the Club. Why does he want to join??




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Suddenly, Madoka had an arm around her and was being pulled into someone. She looked up from her knees to see Hisoka holding her. The sobs came on even stronger as her heart practically broke into a million pieces. "H-Hisoka.. Y-Y-You d-don't have t-to be nice to m-me.. I-I know that th-this 'relationship' i-i-isn't r-real.. It's o-okay.." Madoka managed to choke out, her sobs making it extremely difficult for her on top of her slight stutter.

More than anything, Madoka wished the relationship truly was real, but she knew that it couldn't ever be that way. There was no possible way that Hisoka could feel the same way for her. That fact tore Madoka up inside, and part of her wished that they'd never met.

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Character Portrait: Riko Murasaki Character Portrait: Walker McMullin Character Portrait: Erai Yukanan
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Riko just made it up the third floor staircase in time to watch Erai waltz into the 3rd music room, and her eyes widened. Boys only went into the Host Club for ONE reason! She ran behind, standing in the doorway as she watched the next events unfurl. The guy dramatically put the spotlight on Walker, which she was certain that the Prince would definitely adore. He always loved being center of attention. She fought the urge to roll her eyes, but instead smiled. Erai on board would help her cause. She had to back him up.

"Walker! I wish to join this Host Club!!"

She approached with a friendly smile on her face, walking a circle around Erai, "Prince~ He has potential, right? He could be the Dark type? Is that a thing?" She offered with an innocent blink, then pretended to get a wonderful idea, though she got the idea the second that Erai stated that he wanted to join the club, "I'll take over as Lady Manager and teach him the trade of Hosting~?" She offered in an energetic manner. The Murasaki family, RIKO's family, was very influential. If their only daughter was their manager, they could expect a wealthy donation. As far as anyone in the room could see, accepting Erai, despite his known hatred for the club could be a great win for the club, especially since Riko offered to sponsor the club as an added bonus for his acceptance.

No one knew Riko's true nature, she never showed how much she hated the club. She kept herself close the entire time, so she could see their weaknesses up front. They dropped their guard around girls, especially girls who complimented them. The position she put herself in was ideal, because unlike Erai, she's been in the circle for quite some time. As far as Riko was concerned, the only competition she had for Lady Manager was Nemui Yonkoma, and that's because her family owned their own fashion industry. Though she apparently wanted nothing to do with her family, or their fashion advice for some reason. It was a pity really, Nemui was pretty homely in Riko's opinion. She never wore clothes that fit, did the girl even have a figure?

She was practically jumping in excitement as she awaited Walker's answer, "What do you think, Prince-sama?" She asked, sweetening the pot with honorifics, there was little reason to doubt her intentions, when she was Walker's customer she ALWAYS called him Prince-sama. Walker was the first Host she EVER requested, though she doubted anyone remembered that. She looked to Erai, giving him a warm smile, before returning her puppy dog eyes to Walker. She knew that she was putting a lot on the line, if anyone discovered her true reasons for aiding Erai, her whole cover would be blown.

She did her best to keep her persona solid, pretending the best she could. Though it was nauseating alwyas playing the role of an excited, host-loving adolescent. She really wanted to bring the Host Club down as quickly as possible, but she couldn't without destroying her own reputation. If she was known as 'The girl that brought down the Host Club' she knew she'd receive numerous death threats, and that the hate mail would be endless. She'd have to change her name, address, and school just to FUNCTION normally.

She had to be careful, and she had to be strategic. She couldn't let anyone think for a MINUTE that she was involved, so teaming up with Erai would be perfect. She could give him information, and he would be the poster child, not her. In the end it would all be blamed on Erai, and they both would still get what they want; The PERMANENT disbandment of the Ouran High School Host Club.

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Character Portrait: Riko Murasaki Character Portrait: Walker McMullin Character Portrait: Erai Yukanan
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Walker's conversation with Hikari was brought to a quick halt as a student who Walker had never really paid attention to before, but at least knew of his distaste for the club burst into the room and asked to join. Walker smiled gently and dismissed Hikari with a quick nod, whispering "We'll talk about this later." into her ear, then turning and motioning to the possible recruit to come and sit in the chair across from him. Rats aplenty he smelled, but Walker was the Prince, and a Prince must always be open to others. Once the fellow was properly seated, Walker poured two cups of Japanese Sencha, a personal favorite, and offered a cup to... Erai, Walker believed his name was, his eyes flicking up and down as he gave Erai a quick once-over. The look in his eyes was rather disconcerting, almost evil, he could use that for a dark and edgy kind of angle. He was about to start talking when Riko began talking to him, acting like she had an actual opinion. Sighing, Axel placed his hand on his head and sighed.

"Riko, I wholeheartedly refuse to let a first-year student take ANY position of power in my club. On top of that, the fact you assume you can teach him the intricacies of hosting without any personal experience of your own, while a pleasant gesture which I appreciate, is in no way a good idea. At the end of this year, I'll think about you being manager depending on how much effort you've put in helping out with different things. Tsuki joined the Host Club as manager that way, you can too. Til then, my opinions are mine alone and no attempt to look like you have sway here shall be made. Are we clear? However," he said, taking another sip of tea, "I do agree with you on him possessing the look for the Dark and Brooding type, which we're in desperate need of." Having denied Riko, he turned back to Erai and spoke.

"So, Erai, was it?" Walker said, keeping his voice at a gentle tone so as to make the meandering eyes of the other Hosts and their clients return to what they were doing. "I'm game for you to join. First things first, however, I'll have to ask you a few questions, you understand. And for each one, I want your complete honesty. My questions are, and this is what I ask anyone I haven't scouted, so don't feel insulted, why did you want to join, what traits do you have that could draw in potential clients, and why would someone who is known to actively dislike the Host Club want to join us?" he paused for a second, closed his eyes, took a sip of his tea, and spoke again, his eyes opening to a piercing gaze. "Guess I lied about all the questions being the same for everyone. Two out of three ain't bad, to pull a quote from a family friend. But your answers, please. And again, honesty." Walker nodded for Erai to go on, awaiting his answers.

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Character Portrait: Riko Murasaki Character Portrait: Walker McMullin Character Portrait: Nemui Yonkoma Character Portrait: Erai Yukanan
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"Riko, I wholeheartedly refuse to let a first-year student take ANY position of power in my club."

She kept her bright smile, but it slowly faded into a sad expression. On the inside she was stabbing the Ouran Prince with a thousand daggers. THIS arrogance was why she would stop at nothing to dethrone him. He seemed to think that simple good looks and charm could take him anywhere, which was not the case. She would prove to him, and all the other boys in this club that in the end, intelligence was the most important attribute when it came to business.

"On top of that, the fact you assume you can teach him the intricacies of hosting without any personal experience of your own, while a pleasant gesture which I appreciate, is in no way a good idea."

Now THAT was laughable. He didn't even realize he was being played the entire year thus far, so in her opinion, it was Walker who had no experience. For someone who claimed to be such an esteemed actor, he had no idea that she was planning his ultimate demise. If anyone could teach someone to host, it was definitely Riko. Though she forced a weak laugh, "I-I guess you're right about that... I-I don't know anything about Hosting. I-I...I just offered because I was so close to Tsu-chan..." Her voice was shaky, and she kept her head down. She wasn't embarrassed by this, actually things were going BETTER than planned. Walker was coming across as narcissistic, arrogant, and cruel. He was judging her capability based off being a first year? What did that say about the newly recruited hosts? . Surely this offended plenty of his young customers. Especially the feminists. Go on, keep talking Walker. Her shoulders shook, showing that she was growing quite upset as Riko forced tears to her eyes. She bit the inside of her cheek to make the waterworks flow, seeing as she was not truly hurt by the Prince's refusal.

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"I-I....I will not accept ANYONE so narrow-minded and biased as Ouran's Prince!" She snapped in a hurt tone, finally lifting her head. The tone was one she used several times with her parents when she didn't get her way, she'd had years of practice doing this. It felt good to express her disgust for once. Too bad she had to do it in an acceptable way. She was pretending that the Prince's words hurt her feelings, but all in all...she just hated him. Her whole body was trembling as she continued, even her lip as she forced herself to get upset. She felt the eyes of customers falling onto her as she put on her show, "T-Tamaki Suoh, the REAL Ouran Prince did not judge people based on their age." she informed the room, fists clenched as she feigned an attempt to keep her cool, when in fact she was doing just the opposite, "Renge Houshakuji, the FIRST Host Club Manager; she was a first year." She had tears streaming freely down her face now as she shouted. She knew her words would stir up a little controversy, plus many would feel bad for her. She approached Nemui, seeing as she was a second year student and handed her the money she was going to pay to see Ryuu, "G-give that to Ryuu..." She shook her head, flashing Nemui a look of guilt as she continued to speak in a low tone. The younger girl not making direct eye contact with the older blonde female, "I-I apologize to everyone for my behavior, but it's not right to judge people... P-please tell Ryuu I won't be visiting t-today." She was beginning to hiccup due to getting so worked up, and she wiped her eyes with her sleeve as she ran off, swinging the door open and fleeing from the music room in a fit of tears. She made it down the hall and around a corner before sliding down the wall. She put her hand on her chest, trying to calm her beating heart. The tears kept flowing, seeing as she used personal experiences to affect her mood, she truly was feeling sad now, just not over Walker, or his words.

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Walker closed his eyes and sighed again, letting himself take a moment as he set down his tea. Afterwards, he stood up with a brief apology to Erai, and spoke to those watching, switching back to his princely manner so as to ease the girls watching.

"Everyone, allow me to explain myself, so you see where I'm coming from. Renge was a first year, yes, BUT SHE PROVED HERSELF by doing things without asking and basically managing the club before she was even named as such. Riko essentially walked in after seeing us work and assumed she could handle the group, and her immediately breaking down after my saying no is proof she wouldn't be able to handle the task. Secondly, to assure those who question my decision, I don't judge based on age, gender, race, or sexuality, I judge based on experience and good personality, which Riko just showed me she currently lacks. It would be an insult to both myself and her to place my judgement on anything less. And since Riko was so kind as to remind me we need a new manager, I believe now is as good a time as any to make my decision." he said, pausing just enough drag out the suspense.

And here was his own masterstroke. He was way too genre savvy to know when someone was actively trying to sow dissent in his club, and Riko was more obvious than a man tossing a finger in his burger at Wendy's. The cheekbiting WAS a nice touch though, he had to admit, if a bit overkill where a simple hand to the face and tear pod could have done the trick. Regardless, Walker would choose her outright shooting him rather than try to take his club down from the inside. But she'd made a fatal mistake. She left in tears rather than smiling and accepting her closer position in the club by helping with activities. That allowed him to prove to everyone she failed the secret test they would all think he'd had for her. And so, in need of a manager so as to avoid controversy, he chose the one person he knew would refuse to bend to anyone but the Host Club, shy as she may be.

"Nemui," he said, noticing half of the girls turning to see her, the other half still watching him, "you've been with the Host Club long enough for me to see how you work, and while you might think you aren't good enough, I see a manager to surpass even Tsuki. Let's make tomorrow a more beautiful day for our wonderful ladies, and today one to be a challenge to top!" With that said, he sat down and turned back to facing Erai.

"I'm deeply sorry for that, Erai, if it is okay to call you that, but as head of the club, I must sometimes make decisions that are painful for one for the better of the club. As a show of goodwill, forget the questions, you're in, if you want to stay after seeing that escapade. I can start teaching you the basics, if you so desire, or we can first finish this tea before it goes cold."

Was Erai probably also trying to bring the club down? Most likely. Was he going to do so in ways that Walker could mitigate easier while in the club? Walker'd put his singing career on it.

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"I probably won't decide on what I wear until the day of, and I can guarantee that none of you will expect it."

Hikaru nearly shivered, but chuckled at the Prince's words. She knew he had an uncanny way of making a statement. His outfits were questionable, and most of them even SHE wouldn't wear, for example, his Halloween costume. She would have never been caught dead in something that embarrassing, yet Walker strutted in it like it was no one's business. She respected that aspect of him, despite how much it creeped her out.

'As for your situation, I can only present two real options. One, your mother isn't informed and you go as Hikaru, downside being her heart is broken if someone tells her."

"N-not an option!" She blurted out. She lied to her mother enough, she had to give the woman a single night. Regardless of how the event went, she had to leave home in a dress. Her mother's life was hard enough, she didn't need her rebellious daughter complicating it any further. She blushed a bit, seeing as this topic was pretty personal, and she'd never shared it with anyone. Well, other than her cat, "I can't do that to her. She's always wanted to see me go to a dance."

"Two, "Hikaru" has to go visit family in the country the day of the ball, your mother and I help you with a dress that's halfway passable, and "Fumiko" is invited by me as a friend so I don't have to play favorites with the clients, stay as Fumiko for one day so you can pretend to leave, then you "come back" the day after to keep your half believable. Downside, you in a dress is the thing we're trying to avoid, much as I'd love to see that. Upside, your mother is happy and nobody can tell it's you because of my skill with makeup."

For a moment, Hikaru found herself completely on board with the plan, until Walker mentioned the two of them going as each other's date. Her golden eyes blinked at him, completely taken aback. Date..? I know he said friends, but no one else would see it that way! She thought to herself, mentally freaking out as she let him continue. She had a look of stupor on her face, and eventually tilted her head. He said something else that completely baffled her and only brought up more questions in her head, "It's really not a good sight, I assure you." She informed him, speaking about her in a dress, not his skill with makeup. She was completely oblivious to his interest, so his words only brought her confusion.

"Every other option I can think of seems rather silly, even by MY standards. Any questions? Comments? Snide remarks?"

"One question. Are you CERTAIN you want to actually claim "Fumiko" as your date?" She asked with an inquisitive brow, one hand on her hip. She was beginning to think that Walker was coming down with some sort of sickness. She messed up her violet hair as she tried to figure out what his angle was, but she never received clarity on that. Finally she just came out to say it, "Why do you want t-."

"Walker! I wish to join this Host Club!!"

Hikaru turned her attention to the newcomer and was taken aback by the next events. One thing led to another, Walker told a customer off, the girl ran out crying.. She really felt bad for the poor girl. She actually even ran to try and catch her, but the girl evaded her by a few inches, "Riko-chan...!" she looked down to her own hand, a little depressed. Sure, she didn't know the girl very well, but she stood by her in several arguments since the Halloween event. It hurt seeing the girl upset like that. A single tear fell down her face. It was the first time Hikaru cried in front of anyone since elementary school. This club...It wasn't designed to make girls cry..

"Everyone, allow me to explain myself, so you see where I'm coming from. Renge was a first year, yes, BUT SHE PROVED HERSELF by doing things without asking and basically managing the club before she was even named as such. Riko essentially walked in after seeing us work and assumed she could handle the group, and her immediately breaking down after my saying no is proof she wouldn't be able to handle the task. Secondly, to assure those who question my decision, I don't judge based on age, gender, race, or sexuality, I judge based on experience and personality. It's wrong to judge them on anything less. And since Riko was so kind as to remind me we need a new manager, I believe now is as good a time as any to make my decision."

"I'm sorry Walker, you know I got off to a rough start as well...and I am grateful to you for a lot of things...but I disagree with you on that. She looked humiliated.." It was a personal shot to Hikaru really... Hikaru always lost her temper.. To hear someone's emotions being used as proof for their character.. it stung. If Riko was irresponsible for getting upset...what did that make Hikaru..? She made a horrible accusation, almost made the entire club out to be thieves, yet she was given a chance.. She shook it off before her emotions got the best of her as well, rubbing the back of her neck, "I-I like Riko-chan." she stated, which caused a lot of whispering among the customers, but Hikaru only blushed a bit, realizing that her words sounded TOTALLY different than she'd meant them. Now everyone would assume she had feelings for Riko.. One thing was for sure, Hikaru was definitely convinced by Riko's act. She never was a good judge of character though, it was a flaw she'd come to accept one day.

Hikaru approached the exit and didn't look back, shaking her head. She had to go look for the girl, "I'm going to go look for Riko-chan. I won't let her cry all alone like that..." Hikaru ran out, going down the stairs that led to the second floor. How could Hikaru know that Riko went the other way? She kept running down the stairs, calling out for the girl, "Riko-chan!" she shouted, sprinting down the halls of the second floor, "Riko-chan!!" She could barely feel her feet hitting the floor anymore. She didn't understand why, but she just couldn't let another person be in that kind of pain and stand by idly doing nothing to help them, Where is she? I can't find her. She's crying... all by herself... I know that pain..

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"I-I will support you, regardless of who you choose.. as long as they're not like twenty-five... The Hosts would support you as well. Ask whoever you want, Hideki-san." Hideki turned to Nemui as she spoke, feeling grateful for her support even though she didn't really know what she was supporting. "C-Can I tell y-you a s-s-secret, N-Nemui?" Oh, god. Why does this make me so nervous?? It's just Nemui.. He looked away from her and down at his hands that were in his lap. "I-I guess s-some people would c-c-call this a c-conf-f-fession? B-But anywa-way.. I-I k-kind of s-s-struggle with th-this..as y-you can p-p-probably t-tell.. I-It's not something I r-really k-k-keep secret on p-purpose. I-It's nothing t-t-to be a-ashamed of, a-as far as I kn-know. B-But..I-I-I have f-feelings f-for b-b-both g-girls and g-g-guys.." He spoke softly, attempting to make sure that Nemui was the only one that could hear him. He could feel his cheeks becoming hot as the slight embarrassment began to set in. He gripped his hands together awkwardly, trying to relieve some of the stress telling Nemui his secret was beginning to cause.

Suddenly a bunch of commotion began to happen. Walker was completely turning Riko down as the new Lady Manager, and he seemed to practically attempt to interrogate Erai but seemed to decide to let it go and let him in the club. What the hell is going on in this Club....? But I guess it wouldn't really be the Host Club without a bunch of weird crap happening, right? And then Walker decided to give the Lady Manager position to Nemui, which made Hideki look at Nemui with a surprised glance, but before he knew it, she was walking away toward the Twins' station. He sighed, as he'd wanted to tell her who he wanted to ask to the dance, but he guessed it would just have to wait or be a surprise.




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"You....you're right. This relationship isn't real....." Hisoka sighed and moved her arm from around Madoka. "But....it doesn't have to be. I like you Madoka. You are the only one who has been able to break through to me." Hisoka took Madoka's hand. "I was selfish in making you do this. I know how you feel about me yet I asked you to act as if it was real. I am....so sorry." Hisoka smiled softly. "Madoka Hanikamiya. I would greatly appreciate if you would do me the honor of attending the dance with me." Hisoka leaned forward to whisper into Madoka's ear. "And then we can see if this can be real." At that, Madoka's heart skipped a beat. She leaned away from Hisoka and attempted to wipe the tears from her flushed face. She couldn't manage any words, so she just nodded. Of course I will go with you..

Madoka had been ignoring all of the commotion that was going on within the Host Club, as she could really only focus on Hisoka even though words were escaping her completely.




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Erai sat quietly, watching as everything happened. He'd been asked a few questions, but with everything that was happening, he hadn't gotten a chance to answer. Then, the Prince turned back to him. "I'm deeply sorry for that, Erai, if it is okay to call you that, but as head of the club, I must sometimes make decisions that are painful for one for the better of the club. As a show of goodwill, forget the questions, you're in, if you want to stay after seeing that escapade. I can start teaching you the basics, if you so desire, or we can first finish this tea before it goes cold." Without a second thought, Erai smiled softly and picked up the teacup in front of him and sipped at it, trying to seem as nonchalant as possible and like he really did want to be a part of this Club.

why did you want to join, what traits do you have that could draw in potential clients, and why would someone who is known to actively dislike the Host Club want to join us? "To answer your questions, regardless.. I wish to join the Club because you guys seem to have a lot of fun together and I don't really have many friends. I'm not exactly sure what traits I would bring to the table, though Dark and Brooding were mentioned by the one girl.. And I don't hate the Club. Really, I'm just jealous of all that you guys have," Erai said smoothly, finishing the last bit of his tea and looking up to smile at Walker. All lies.

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Feeling a major weight lift from her shoulders Hisoka sighed and leaned back against the couch. Before she had thought this a bad idea. Madoka might not of wanted to do this yet, or maybe she didn't want to go to the dance. But if Hisoka was forced to go to some strange love dance she was glad Doka-chan would be there with her.

With Doka-chan's hand firmly in hers Hisoka let her eyes wonder, not needing to speak at the moment. The boy she had run into before caught her eye.

Hmm? Yukanan wants to join? I thought he hated the Host club. Was that what he was trying to do when I ran him over?

Now that she thought back on it Hisoka realized that it was quite rude of her to crash into someone without giving an apology. But to her credit she was on the verge of a panic attack.

Hisoka gazed now to Madoka. She wouldn't like me being rude. And if I plan on apologizing to Yonkoma I guess I better do it to him as well.

Heaving a large sigh she gripped Madoka's hand tight. 'I'll be back in a second.' And with one last smile Hisoka was strolling across the room to the (maybe) newest member of the Host Club.

'Hey. Yukanan.' Eyeing him she offered Erai a hand. 'I wanted to....apologize for before. You know, when I ran into you.

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Walker was sort of spaced out as Erai spoke, not that it showed on his face in a way noticeable by even the most keen of eyes. Rather, he was in a sentient state of catatonia after what he had heard Hikaru say.

{She likes Riko? As in, does she LIKE like Riko? I mean, I'm okay with that if she is, as much as I dislike Riko, but, but... I thought there might have been at least SOMETHING, you know? Is it my flamboyance? Have I acted like such a pretty boy over the past months that she thinks I'm GAY? I mean, I'm the theater guy, but I-} Walker cut his freakout short for the sake of narrative ease (Seriously?) (Do I need to get the chair out again?) (Trouble? What trouble? I don't know about any trouble!) and returned focus to Erai just as he mentioned being jealous of all they had. Curious, he tilted his head, still trusting Erai about as far as he could throw replacement-Eri, which he could never do, at least willingly.

"Jealous? I would assume you would have little to be jealous about, we're all are pretty much in the same boat, getting dumped here because our families don't pay attention to us, and their being rich enough to not have to care about us anyways. If it's because of political power, I'm probably worse off than you, and the only thing I think I really beat you in is knowing how to change a stage light out. So when it comes to things to be jealous of, I think I should be the jealous one here."

Walker paused and looked up, staring at the chandelier glistening up above everyone. "But before we continue, I want to tell you WHY we exist as the Host Club, since it ties in to what I said earlier. It's mostly for the entertainment, but also for the very same reason we work as Hosts. To be noticed. Most of the girls who come in are from families like the ones I talked about, rich enough to just send us here so they can go do their own thing and not have to care where we are or even that we EXIST..." Walker slowly unclenched his hand from the armrest, surprised he hadn't noticed himself doing so, or how much the mahogany was digging into his skin. Taking a deep breath, he continued. "Sorry, hit a personal nerve. Point being, upon finding us here, they find, for possibly the first time in their lives, someone who will pay attention to them, someone who cares about them, someone who they can talk to about their bad day. And for us Hosts? Well, some of us do it for the political jockeying. Some do it for the free cake. Me? I do it because everyone here is my family. Even Raion and Orochi, who I'm warning you now, will try to prank you at every turn. Each and every one of them is someone I call a friend and brother. And as of today, consider yourself a part of the family too."

Smiling, Walker extended a hand for Erai to shake, his face showing nothing but the warmth that was his trademark as Prince, a warmth that would make even telling someone why they couldn't be a manager seem like a kindness, which made it incredibly confusing as to why half the people who saw it had acted like he had summoned Cthulu.

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Seiji stood in the boy's bathroom, tugging at his tie and fixing his hair rather obsessively. Everything had to be perfect... he never chose a date after all. He was going to ask Ryuu or Hideki but he never got around to it.. Oh well, he'd dance with the customers, hang out with the hosts, and maybe get to sneak a dance or two with one of the hosts. It was really suffocating, not really being able to be honest about his sexuality, though he knows many of the girls would go on an angry rampage the second they found out he was solely interested in boys. It would crush their slightly questionable dreams, and questionable or not, he couldn't be the reason a girl cried. Whether it was unintentional or not, he'd hate himself if he hurt a girl's feelings. Finally, once he felt he was ready, Seiji stepped out into the Host Club music room, noticing only Hideki, Erai, Madoka, and Nemui. He waved to Nemui and Hideki with enthusiasm before approaching Erai. He was the fresh face of the club now and Seiji wanted to say hello. He never got a proper chance before now, and as the previous newbie, he felt it was only right to welcome him as well, "Hi, I'm Seiji Shirokawa, 4th year. I joined the Host Club a few months ago to fill the gap of Boy-Lolita, how're you liking it here?" He knew that Erai hated the club, but he assumed the guy had his reasons. Perhaps he was giving the club a chance? Regardless of Erai's motives, the boy wasn't passing any judgments today. He sat down across from the taller male, serving himself some cake and tea, "Would you like some cake with your tea? It's delicious." Seiji didn't even think of checking his sugar, since he was trying to make friends... he'd just have to be mindful of how much cake he consumed tonight, seeing as he didn't have his sugar strips or blood glucose meter on his person. In his rush to make it on time, he forgot both at home.



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Riko didn't show up to the Host Club the entire week, but decided to go to the dance anyhow. She'd just avoid Walker if worst come to worst. She knew she'd get some weird gazes, from those who chose to believe Walker's princely speech instead, but she knew she had a few people in her corner as well, especially Hikaru. She heard the boy run after her, but she chose to remain silent. He was ruffled the entire day, and even came to check on her the next day at school. He was rough around the edges, but overall seemed to be a great guy. She couldn't wait to see Ryuu and Hikaru. She began to wonder if they'd like her dress? She bought it specifically for the Valentines Day Dance. She couldn't wait to show it off. Not to mention she had a new mission. Of course her crying act made her appear immature, but that really did help her in the long run... because she had a certain girl in mind that could be her Senpai... and that would get her closer than ever to the Hosts. All she had to do was get close to Nemui and the whole club would crumble. That girl couldn't detect a bad person if they wore neon lights around their neck. She was the perfect candidate. Riko strutted into the room, smiling at a few of the customers she'd grown close with and waved to them and their dates before approaching a girl she wasn't quite familiar with, in fact despite Riko not knowing her, she seemed oddly familiar...it was something about those golden eyes.. Little did she know, she was talking to Hikaru.

"Hey.. I'm Riko Murasaki, First year. What's your name? Where's your date? A cute girl like you should definitely have a date.."

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Walker was sitting at his table feeling completely worn out. One of the people he'd had come to get the room ready ended up breaking their arm last night, so he'd had to fill in and do his job instead, pulling almost an entire night's worth of work and being lucky enough to have the teachers give him the day off so he could get in a few hours of rest. However, he'd also taken the time to get ready for the ball, and his outfit would take anyone who saw him in it off guard because... it was relatively normal. He had gone for simple black dress pants and a purple dress shirt, complimented by a leather vest that was perfectly tailored for his body shape and a dark blue tie. In his vest pocket, he had a small, square bulge that was the necklace. He clenched his fist and smirked to himself. Tonight would be the night. After all, if he never asked, the answer would always be no, wouldn't it?

He saw the doors open and everyone arriving. Erai was surprisingly one of the first people to get there, despite his obvious distaste for the whole celebration thing. Walker stifled a laugh at the irony of it all. He was sure Erai was up to no good, but the mere mentioning of "Dark and Brooding" had brought more girls than ever to the club, and while Erai was getting most of them, the girls who weren't able to get to his area in time would usually end up sitting with another host, who they would invariably start to like. Besides, he was starting to like Erai, his whole attempt to look and act evil made him look absolutely adorable in Walker's eyes... No homo. Maybe some homo. But only if Erai was a girl. He was more like a brother to Walker anyways. Hideki was also among the first few, and Walker's chest swelled with pride when he saw the first-year walk in, already seeing slight changes in the lad's posture as he gained more self-confidence by being around people who liked talking to him. Nemui was talking to him, and Walker was rather impressed at the effort her family had put into making her their walking talking mannequin for the night. He adored the design, and made a mental note to see into co-oping with them for an Arctic Rush line, through his agent, of course. Aside from that, he was interesting in how Nemui would handle tonight, what with her now being a part of the family.

Then the crown jewel of the ball walked in. He could tell right away it was Hikaru, the way she moved was just too... her. As he stood up and walked over to her, he felt his step gain a bit more spring and his smile grow wider.

"Ah, good evening!" He said with a sweeping bow he would normally deliver to one of the clients, with an extra glint in his eye as he cocked an eyebrow at her. "I was wondering if you'd be able to make it, Fumiko! When I'd heard your flight had been delayed, I was terrified you wouldn't be able to enjoy tonight!" As he straightened himself out of the bow, his smiled softened as he looked her over, trying his hardest to not squeal at how cute she looked, and almost letting it show on his face, though he caught the look in time and gave it a thorough talking-to. "And you look every bit as beautiful as expected, but it's missing something... Something a certain two someones were kind enough to let me borrow from their room without my asking." As he spoke, he pulled the box out of his pocket and opened it to reveal her grandfather's necklace. "Now, it's only a loan for tonight, since my dear friend Hikaru has been worried sick about it, but since he's not here to get it, he can wait." After he finished, he motioned for her to turn around so he could place the necklace on her. "Here we go... Perfect." he said once he got the clasp in place, allowing her to register the situation. As he did so, he turned his head to Riko, who had just approached, and smiled.

"Ah, good evening, Miss Riko, I do hope there are no sore feeling about my decision? As I said before, I'm more than willing to put forward a good word for you as a manager next year or even hire you this year if you feel like putting the effort to earn it forward!" He wouldn't, of course, but that was simply something she wouldn't, or rather, couldn't know. It would throw off his entire plan, and he rather liked this one.

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"Hideki-san.. You look nice.." Hideki turned to see Nemui. She looked beautiful. "O-Oh. Th-thanks, Nemui.. You l-look very pretty," he said awkwardly. "Where's your date?" she asked, and Hideki sighed slightly. "I-I don't have one.. I n-never asked anyone.." Hideki looked at the floor, kicking a dust bunny away with his shoe and slipping his hands into his slacks pockets, his thumbs remaining out of them. "I'd wanted to ask Walker..but I realized that he's way out of my league.. Asking Seiji also came to mind, but why would he want to go with me anyway??" Hideki said softly so that only Nemui could hear and laughed awkwardly about the whole situation. "What about you? Do you have a date?" Of course she does, you idiot.. He smiled shyly at his stupid question.




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"Hi, I'm Seiji Shirokawa, 4th year. I joined the Host Club a few months ago to fill the gap of Boy-Lolita, how're you liking it here?" Erai almost choked on his tea at the unexpected voice speaking to him. "I like it just fine.. Walker seems pleased about my presence in the Club..as far as I can tell anyway." "Would you like some cake with your tea? It's delicious." Erai blinked in slight shock at the blatant friendliness that Seiji was showing him. "Uhm, sure. I don't normally eat sweets..but I guess I can make an exception." Why is he being so nice to me? What's an adorable kid like him doing sitting with me and offering me cake? Though Erai wasn't exactly sure how he was supposed to react to Seiji's friendliness, he couldn't help but feel a little bit happy at the company he was providing.

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"I like it just fine.. Walker seems pleased about my presence in the Club..as far as I can tell anyway."

"Ehh.. Gomenasai. I didn't mean to startle you." Seiji rubbed the back of his neck, shooting Erai an apologetic look. He really just didn't know where to put himself. Most people were just arriving, so he really couldn't even begin dancing with the girls quite yet. Most people were just conversing to be quite honest.. He wouldn't have chose to bother Erai if Ryuu was present, but luckily for Erai, Ryuu was running late. He was beginning to feel like he was bothering Erai, until he accepted his offer for cake.

"Uhm, sure. I don't normally eat sweets..but I guess I can make an exception."

Energetically, Seiji took no time at all. He immediately got to work, cutting Erai a piece of cake and carefully placing it on a plate for him. He extended it within Erai's reach, a napkin tucked under the plate as well, because accidents always happen. He had quite a few mishaps with strawberry glaze and colorful icing, "I don't get to eat as much as I want, being diabetic and all.." He responded kindly, then looked to the other man curiously. He was sitting by himself as well, was he here alone or did he ask someone. Curiosity eventually consumed Seiji, but he attempted to silence it by eating more cake. After a minute or two, it became uncomfortable to hold his question to himself, "Did you ask anyone to the dance Erai-san? I came alone, because I don't understand how someone just plucks a random girl from the crowd.. I wouldn't be satisfied with that.. Who would?" He asked his fellow host, tilting his head. He didn't really care about dances, he just enjoyed dressing up, hanging out, and eating cake.




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"I was wondering if you'd be able to make it, Fumiko! When I'd heard your flight had been delayed, I was terrified you wouldn't be able to enjoy tonight!"

A familiar voice rang through her ears, but at the moment it sounded like nails on a chalkboard. She wasn't in the mood to start her night off by running into Walker. Though she just 'luckily' chose to converse with his date, apparently. Though that was complete sarcasm. She wanted to punch herself for choosing to talk to this... Fumiko. If it wouldn't be considered rude, she would have walked away from the pair immediately.. Just great..

"It was a small matter, honestly, there was an error in landing times. Two planes were scheduled at the same time. My mother drove me, she's such a nitpick.."

The girl began talking to Walker, apparently they knew each other fairly well, because she wasn't exactly a squealing fangirl in his presence, it made her like the girl a bit more, but the mere fact she was interested in Walker made her judge the girl rather harshly. In fact, any girl interested in the host club boys was considered mindless garbage as far as Riko was concerned. These guys didn't fool her, they didn't TRULY care about their customers, clients, whatever they wanted to name the girls that payed them to be nice to them. She couldn't stand a club that got paid to be charismatic and romantic... it was just gross.

"And you look every bit as beautiful as expected, but it's missing something... Something a certain two someones were kind enough to let me borrow from their room without my asking. Now, it's only a loan for tonight, since my dear friend Hikaru has been worried sick about it, but since he's not here to get it, he can wait."

She watched Walker put something around Fumiko's neck, and could only assume it was the necklace that Hikaru had been yapping about for months. How did Walker retrieve it without Orochi and Raion noticing? She wanted to gloat towards the two, but they were apparently not present thus far. The only time I want to see them, they're not here.. Figures

"Ah, good evening, Miss Riko, I do hope there are no sore feeling about my decision? As I said before, I'm more than willing to put forward a good word for you as a manager next year or even hire you this year if you feel like putting the effort to earn it forward!" He wouldn't, of course, but that was simply something she wouldn't, or rather, couldn't know. It would throw off his entire plan, and he rather liked this one.

She gave her best smile, waving it off, "It's water under the bridge." She stated, shrugging her shoulders, "No blood no foul, or so they say." She added, looking between Walker and Fumiko. This girl seemed familiar, but she couldn't place her finger on it. She tilted her head, but no names came to mind. She knew she'd never met her...so why did she feel like she knew this person? It was really unnerving, it was getting irritating, "How long have you two known each other? You're cute together. If I was your customers, I'd be jealous right now." Riko giggled with a genuine smile. They did seem to fit rather well, seeing as they matched fairly well and all. Though she wasn't being entirely nice, she honestly figured one idiot was suited for another.

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Character Portrait: Seiji Shirokawa Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Nemui Yonkoma Character Portrait: Erai Yukanan Character Portrait: Madoka Hanikamiya Character Portrait: Hideki Akiyama
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Hideki was only half-listening to Nemui, which he felt kind of bad about but he couldn't help it. His brain was rattling with thoughts. "Even if I were to have the courage to ask Walker to dance, he has a date, and I wouldn't want to steal him from her.. That's if he even agreed to a dance with me, which I doubt he would." Hideki scanned the room some more and saw that Seiji was sitting with Erai. That's unusual.. Hideki thought to himself. "I'm sorry, Nemui, but would you please excuse me?" Except before she could answer, Hideki was already making his way casually over to Seiji and Erai.

As he approached them, he saw that Seiji was eating some cake. He watched Seiji get a forkful, and kneeling down beside him, Hideki gingerly grasped his hand and stuffed the bite of cake into his own mouth, smiling at Seiji. "Oh my. I-I'm so sorry, Senpai.. Your cake just magically made it's way into my face.." he said once he'd swallowed the cake. He smiled genuinely at Seiji and let go of his hand. He pulled a chair over to where the two were sitting and grabbed a cup of tea before joining them. "I apologize if I've interrupted your chat.." Hideki said, blushing slightly and turning his head away before looking back at Seiji and winking.




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"Um...I've never actually had a date to a dance before Doka-chan. I don't really know what to do now. We could dance I guess. Or just sit and talk. I'll even mingle with other couples if that's what you want," Hisoka said. Madoka smiled, genuinely appreciating the effort that Hisoka was putting forth.

Madoka just began to kind of sway in a "dance-like" way, though admittedly Madoka didn't know how to dance. She just closed her eyes and smiled at Hisoka, having the time of her life regardless of how embarrassingly she was dancing. "I don't want to embarrass you, Hisoka-kun~ I don't really know how to dance, but this is fun anyway. I'm glad you're here with me~"
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(My dancing isn't that embarrassing is it?!? Etto..) (No, no, Madoka.. It's..it's fine.... *sweat drop*)




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"Did you ask anyone to the dance Erai-san? I came alone, because I don't understand how someone just plucks a random girl from the crowd.. I wouldn't be satisfied with that.. Who would?" "And why is it seemingly necessary to pluck a girl from the crowd on top of it. We should be allowed to bring whomever we wish.." At his own statement, Erai realized he probably shouldn't have said that aloud and especially not to someone he barely knew. Ugh.. He probably thinks I'm a creep.

Just then Erai noticed Hideki had come up to them and took Seiji's bite of cake. Erai gave him a slightly taken aback look. "Oh my. I-I'm so sorry, Senpai.. Your cake just magically made it's way into my face.. I apologize if I've interrupted your chat.." What the....?? Erai really didn't understand some of the Host Club Members. Not one bit.