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Hideki Akiyama

"I'd honestly rather be reading..."

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

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"Reading is like escaping into another world. A world where you don't have to exist."


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{{Name}}
Hideki Akiyama

{{Nickname(s)}}
Kiki | Deki-kun | Yam

{{Age}}
14 Years Old

{{Class}}
First Year

{{Personality Type}}
The Bookworm Type

{{Sexuality}}
Bisexual (Unknown to others)

{{Likes}}
Tea | Peaches | Winter | Literature | Intelligent Conversation | Poetry

{{Dislikes}}
Boring People | Dumb Questions | Popularity | Summer | Iced Tea | Children

{{Strengths}}
Writing | Literary Knowledge | Speech/Vocabulary | Intelligence

{{Weaknesses}}
Social Awkwardness | People | Inability to Make Friends | Impatience | Stutter



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{{Personality}}
Introverted | Intelligent | Socially Awkward | Quiet | Reserved

Growing up in a rural town, Hideki never became able to make friends very well. He'd only ever had one friend in his life, his black cat, MyuMyu-chan. She was very much like him, quiet and reserved and very smart. Since he didn't particularly get out much and was homeschooled for all of his schooling, Hideki became extremely introverted and often suffered from panic attacks when faced with social interactions. His intelligence however was extremely high and had landed him as a student at Ouran Academy, which was an elite school only attended by the very wealthy.

His frequent anxiety and social outcast complex made it difficult for him to accept that he'd be going to a school with other students. An academy was much different than homeschooling, for a number of reasons in Hideki's opinion. Homeschooling had given him an exceptional amount of time for reading and learning, while at an academy he'd probably be forced into an extracurricular of some sort. Little did he know that that extracurricular activity would end up being his greatest asset socially.

{{History}}

Hideki had grown up in a rural town in England, and he'd become very accustomed to being alone. When he was going to be entering his first year of high school, his family moved to Bunkyō, Tokyo, Japan, where Ouran Academy was located. In his many years of studying and reading, Hideki had taught himself a number of languages, including Japanese, German, Russian, and Korean, to name a few. As a highly intelligent person, Hideki had no contest in getting into Ouran Academy as one of its few scholarship students. He'd read a lot about Ouran Academy, but one of the most prominent things that continually came up in his research on the school was something about a Host Club. To quote his research: "The Ouran host Club is where the school's handsomest boys with too much time on their hands entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands. Just think of it as Ouran academy's elegant playground for the super rich and beautiful." Which, to be honest, made Hideki's stomach churn.

Hideki knew that he'd be getting into some real problems at Ouran Academy, what with his social anxiety and incessant panic attacks, but he just hoped he'd be able to steer clear of the Ouran Host Club, if at all possible.



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So begins...

Hideki Akiyama's Story

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Character Portrait: Hideki Akiyama Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Madoka Hanikamiya

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Hideki stretched his arms as he got to Ouran Academy. He'd walked there, like usual, as he didn't live too particularly far away. He put his left hand on his hip and pushed his glasses back up onto the bridge of his nose with his right hand. He looked up at the school. He'd been going there for a few weeks now, and he hadn't made any friends, not that he was looking to make friends in the first place. Hideki's purpose here was to get a good education and to have a great high school to put onto his college resumé. Not many scholarship students made it into Ouran, but he'd been one of the lucky few.

Hideki sighed and began walking through the courtyard of the school. He didn't have a first period due to some schedule conflict in his classes, but he still came to the school before the period anyway. He figured that the time would give him a good chance to explore the school and learn the grounds. He knew a lot of the school already, but there were a few places he had yet to have visited. He hadn't really explored much of the South Wing of the school yet. He had decided to tackle that today.

He made his way slowly to the South Wing to begin his exploration. He didn't find too many things to be different here, though on the top floor, there was a seemingly special room named "Music Room 3." Hideki stared at the room sign, curiosity filling him as he heard things going on within the room. He opened the door quietly to see who was inside, and he instantly regretted it.




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Madoka held her books tight to her chest as she roamed the hallways of Ouran Academy. First period hadn't started yet, so as of right now, she was attempting to locate someone. She'd been drawn to someone named Hisoka, and she had begun to silently stalk them about a week ago. Madoka was a next-level stalker when she needed to be, always making sure that the person she was stalking had no idea about it.

Madoka slowly came around corners, making sure that Hisoka wouldn't see her, not that he'd see her anyway since she tended to be able to make sure she got lost in crowds. Thankfully for her, there were plenty of students in the hallway to hide between and behind and around. As she rounded one corner, she could see Music Room 3, where she knew Hisoka would probably be, as he was part of the Ouran Host Club. She so wished that she could see him soon, which frightened her considering she'd never been so drawn to a male before.... Just then, Misoka noticed a young boy approaching the Music Room. She'd never seen him before, and when he opened the door, she could see the shock set in on his face.

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As per usual Hisoka had gotten up around five. Her father would get up within the hour and she never looked forward to meeting him in the halls. Breakfast, a shower and getting dressed only took about thirty minutes and soon enough Hisoka was in the back of her family limo.

'How was your morning ma'am?' Hisoka sighed. Her driver Kien was the only servent who had ended up staying with them since her brother and mother died.

'Stop calling me ma'am Kein. What if my father hears?' At the mention of her father Kein's shoulders shrugged.

'If I may be so bold ma'am, I don't give a damn what he thinks. I care about you, not him.' He winked into the mirror so Hisoka could see and she couldn't help but smile. Ever since she was six Kein had been the only person she could ever talk to. He was the one that held her when she had nightmares about the car crash, not her father. And whenever they were alone he refereed to her as her true gender. Hisoka really needed him.

'All right Kein. Just quieter next time okay?' Sighing she leaned back in her seat. 'Oh...here already? Ugh.'

It was no secret Hisoka wasn't a fan of school and Kein knew this. 'Ma'am....' He parked carefully and turned around to look at her. 'I know you don't want to go but you must. Once you graduate you'll be free of your father, okay?'

After a moment of staring Hisoka nodded. 'Right. Then I'll take over the stupid family business.' Her nose wrinkled and she stepped out of the car. 'Well....later Kein. See you at home.'

The aging man nodded and with one last fond look at the girl, drove off.

Now Hisoka was alone. Most students would be arriving now so Hisoka barely had time to make it to the music room before the crowds started.

Why she joined this club she really couldn't say. If her father found out she'd be in deep shit. But the fact she had something her father didn't know about just felt.... good. This was hers. And if she had to deal with stupid members then so be it.

Hisoka had thrown herself onto one of the couches just as the door opened. To her suprise a male was on the other side.

Not many dudes came to the club unless they wanted to join. Her face twisted into a look of mild curiosity and slight hardness. She'd let one of the others deal with him.

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"Wah~ We shouldn't be doing this at school, what if we get caught?"

" I can't control myself. As long as I am with you, then nothing else matters..."

" Hyaaa~~~~"

" TSUKI!"
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Startled by the sudden interruption of her slumber, Tsuki finally awoke from a VERY pleasant dream. However she was greeted by a not so pleasant maid " Why are you still sleeping?! You're late for school, quickly get dressed. You have no time for breakfast now!"
Just as the maid had said, she quickly prepped herself for school.Her ribbon was uneven on her uniform, but with being in a rush she had no time to perfect minor things. It was unknown however, that first period was a free period for her and there wasn't a need to rush. The maid had played a small trick on her, to get her to arrive early to school for once. However missing out on the most important meal is a bit much, but the school could easily take care of Tsuki's big appetite.

It wasn't long before she arrived on campus and was dashing for it, some how managing to even run in the shoes that were part of her uniform. After wearing heels for so much you get used to it and Tsuki looked like a pro, but also a fool. Why was she running so early in the morning? It wasn't as if she was late, but she was under the confusion that she was...you think she would look at a clock. Some of the students were laughing, they caught on quickly that she was confused as usual " What an idiot." a remark that was often repeated.

As she was running she caught sight of Eri who also was rushing towards the Club room. "He must be late too!"she felt better knowing she wasn't the only one, but also felt invigorated to catch up to him, she had a new outfit she wanted him to wear! Tsuki eventually made it near the entrance of the room, halting and gasping for breathe. She was in no
way fit and it took quite a lot for her to even run to the Club Room entrance. It would seem she couldn't beat Eri after all, the kid was always hyped on sugar. " Do-do I have time left?!" a student that passed by her informed her that she wasn't in fact late, but just fine on time. Tsuki's expression was priceless after finding out the truth, Damn that maid.
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Once collecting herself and perking her mood back up after the good news...she noticed a student standing at the door, but not just any ordinary student, the scholar himself! She quickly walked up to him and pushed him through the entrance and into the room, she had a great idea with this one, he would be a perfect add on. Now to just convince him~ " Don't be shy...! Welcome to the Ouran Host Club! Where all your fantasies will come true with our lovely set of boys!" she said with a cheerful voice. " Perhaps you have an interest in one of our boys..?" she eyed him up and down, a charming fellow who could appeal to certain guests for sure. " My name is Kunomasu Tsuki, I'm known as the Manager Lady here for the club. You however, do not need to introduce yourself! You're the known Akiyama Hideki! The student who managed to get a scholarship here yes?" She moved in front of him and looked at the hosts who were currently in the club room, she then returned her attention to the one at hand. " What brings you to our lovely sanctuary?"

It simply didn't matter why he came here, he had. That was enough for Tsuki to make up her mind, this one will join the club no matter what. Now if only the President would also see the potential in this boy and make him a member.

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Character Portrait: Hideki Akiyama Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Walker McMullin Character Portrait: Tsuki Kunomasu

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Well, enough delay on my part, I'm pretty sure you guys want to hear MY part of the story now. Not like you'll be missing much otherwise. I had been a bit delayed in getting to the Host Club, which had been handed off to me by the last third-years. Normally I'd have passed it up and moved on in life, but, you know... The first episode drags even the most reluctant people into it whether they want to or not, and I kind of ended up being the reason we got to keep the room we have today after a run-in with another club. So anyways, I swear I had a perfectly good reason for being late, but it escapes me at the moment, perhaps it was something to do with two girls who both had taken a shine to me outside of the Host Club and were both fighting over me. Don't know. Either way, so I finally got outside the door and took a few deep breaths.

Walker, exit, I thought, closing my eyes, Enter... Prince. I reopened my eyes with a smirk on my face and swung open the door to Music Room 3, my face aglow and my arms spread wide like a king meeting his people.

"Hello, my dears!" I said, my voice sounding like shrouded honey, "I have arrived, at long last, to shower you with my lo-" I paused, catching sight of the new student being sold the club by Tsuki, seemed like a smart enough man, and the school's head had confirmed it, absolutely raving on about the boy when we'd talked at one of our lunches. Making sure I didn't break my image, I strode over to him and bowed, making sure to speak in one of the languages I knew he'd used on the test that most didn't, German(Hey, you try learning Mozart's operas without it), so the others wouldn't understand us as easily.

"Mr. Hideki Akiyama, correct? I heard of your arrival from the head of the board, and was seriously impressed. Even I didn't get almost perfect scores, but then again, I'm not exactly setting the bar high using myself as the basis for that statement! If you have any questions, please feel free to ask, and I hope you enjoy your time here. Hisoka is our lady, but don't tell anyone, it'll ruin the surprise! But actually, as a matter of fact..." I said, grinning as I gestured grandly. Switching back to Japanese quickly, I turned to Tsuki quickly. "Tsuki, dear, could you get me a pot of tea, I'd like to speak with this boy one-on-one, and tell Yotsuba I'll meet with her another time, and include an off-club date so she knows I care." I then motioned for the new guy to come with me to a pair of chairs next to a table, sitting down and crossing one leg over the other.

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Character Portrait: Hideki Akiyama Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Hikaru Inoue Character Portrait: Walker McMullin Character Portrait: Tsuki Kunomasu Character Portrait: Orochi & Raion Inuhoozuki Character Portrait: Yasuo Suzuki Character Portrait: Eri Tokiwa Character Portrait: Madoka Hanikamiya

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{"Honestly, I would rather be sleeping.” }

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Keiichi Shimizu roamed through the halls of Ouran Academy; a hand shoved deep within the pockets of his black slacks and the other carried his cello case. As the heels of his dress shoes skittered across the linoleum floor, he was careful not to make any sudden move as if one of the rowdy members of the Host Club might come springing out from hiding, and cause a disturbance to this peaceful quietness- at last. He let his mind roam to the daily tasks that usually kept him busy when he wasn't playing his cello, or sleeping for that matter. Then again, when was Keiichi Shimizu not busy. There was always something there waiting for him to do like managing budgets to selling off merchandise in order to keep the Host Club solvent, all while still funding Walker's extravagant schemes; club money that needed to be earned through events, online auctions of personal host objects. It was a surprise that he still manages to keep things "under control" for the Host club; however, he was just...tired. Both physically and emotionally. His bones ached with every step he'd take, and his eyes lids felt heavy as if holding them open drained the energy he barely acquired whole. It was Monday morning after all. Just five more days and he'd be welcomed to the comfort of his bed.



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He began to round a corner when he heard noises from within 'Music Room 3' with two, enormous double doors closed shut. At first he thought of ignoring and instead continue on his path as if he hadn't heard anything, but the ruckus coming from inside only made him more curious. Without thinking it through, His hand twisted the door's metal knob, and pushed the door open with it's hinges creaking until he seen the faces of his friends. For a split second he thought of turning on one heel and walk back out the hallway, but it was too late. Damn. Today was not the day he wanted to put up with any of their enthusiastic crap. He was just..tired.



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Suddenly Hideki found himself shoved into the room by a spritely redhead. She had guessed right when she had asked him if he was the one on the scholarship that everyone had apparently heard about. "What brings you to our lovely sanctuary?" she asked, and Hideki noticed that she had this..look in her eyes that frightened him. "I don't like the way she's looking at me.." Hideki said. Then he realized that he had just said his thought out loud by accident. He gasped and began to panic, frantically waving his arms and bowing apologetically. "I'm so sorry!! Oh my god; I can't believe I'm so careless," he said, his mind whirring with thoughts of how he could fix this. Unable to think of a way, he apologized again, hoping they could just move past this.

Hideki hadn't even completely realized that another person there, a blonde boy, was speaking to him in German. This threw Hideki off, and he ended up not really hearing much of what he had said. But then the boy motioned for him to follow him and spoke a few words to the redhead that Hideki had probably made feel awful. Hideki trailed the boy over to a table with chairs and sat down awkwardly but politely. He knew where and when to use his manners. He'd, unfortunately, been forced into going to a few etiquette classes before attending Ouran so that he wouldn't be too far out of place, hopefully anyway.

Hideki looked at the blonde across from him, saw how he casually draped one leg over the other. "What is this place, anyway?" Hideki asked calmly, knowing he'd probably immediately regret asking when he got his answer. The way the redheaded girl and then this blonde boy had looked at him like he was a piece of choice meat. But what could they possibly want from me? Hideki wondered to himself, this time making sure to keep his thoughts inside of his head.

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As I have been forced to quell my own voice, I apologize if the story now seems dull. *ahem*

Walker smiled, in no way seeing a piece of meat, you assumer, you, but instead someone who might need lessons in upper society.

"This," he said, using English so he could speak without ANY messups, "is where futures are determined. Politicians, successful businessmen, mob bosses... all of the above have one thing that connects them to their positions of power: those selfsame connections. Here at the host club, we make connections with the men and women of the school, and by way of our families, looks, or personalities, they pay a nominal fee to spend their time with us. Some do it for the feeling of control, some do it so they feel loved. In any case, it's a fully registered school extracurricular, with the control in the hands of the Host Club, and then Tsuki and I by extension as she's the manager and I'm the one who actually takes this seriously. Hence the over-the-top act from before, I had to inherit it from the last Prince-type since nobody else could match his sprightliness." After this, Walker's eyes closed as he laid his head upon his propped-up hand, to resemble a monopod. "And now we cut to your mind, where I'm sure you're aching to know what motives I have for bringing you over here, aside from good company. Well, to be honest, while I mainly wanted to merely welcome you to the school, we lost our last Smart Guy to some school called Yamaku last year, so as I'm sure you're starting to realize by now, I would like to extend the offer of becoming a part of the Ouran Host Club to you. I will not pressure you into one choice or another, but I am willing to answer any further questions you might have before you make your final decision."

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Character Portrait: Hideki Akiyama Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Walker McMullin Character Portrait: Tsuki Kunomasu

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Hisoka groaned when Walker made his grand entrance. His very presence gave her a headache. He was also so loud and radiated a princely aura. Absolutely sick.

Walker almost without losing a beat swooped down on the boy who had come in. With him and Tsuki both crowding him Hisoka almost felt bad for the newbie.

Almost.

The poor sap ended up sitting on one of the hosting chairs and Hisoka was reminded of a cowering animal. She couldn't really blame him. Walker was.....energetic. The first time they had met Hisoka nearly took his head off. And it definitely wasn't going to be an accident.

Still Hisoka observed the conservation with a bored look in her eyes. First period had started but since it was free she had no reason to go anywhere. Watching a few idiots would help kill the time.

It wasn't a very interesting talk and Hisoka started to zone out. She only came back at the mention of this boy joining the club.

At that Hisoka leaped rather gracefully from the couch and jogged the dew feet to reach Walker.

'What the hell are you doing Prince?' She cast a hand towards the new kid but didn't take her eyes off Walker. 'Look at him. He won't last a day with the girls.'

Her gaze tore from the Prince to look at the would be Smart Type. It wasn't her fault her eyes looked so cold and harsh and truly Hisoka didn't even realize. She just wanted to look the boy over close up.

'Heh....he'll be nothing but a few rags after the girls get to him.' Hisoka groaned and lightly smacked her forehead. 'You know what? Why should I care? Let the guy in Prince. I wanna see how many girls he can last.'

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Character Portrait: Hideki Akiyama Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Walker McMullin Character Portrait: Tsuki Kunomasu

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As Hideki sat awkwardly across from the strangely energetic blonde, he half zoned out of the conversation when he heard mention of him joining the Host Club. "Joining?" Hideki muttered, unsure of how to even feel about the offer. From what this guy was saying about the Club, it was for prestigious, wealthy students, not practical "commoners" like himself. "I honestly don't believe I'd be the right fit for your club," Hideki said matter-of-factly, sitting up and pushing his glasses back up onto the bridge of his nose with his fingertips. Just then, the boy off to the side spoke up. Well, the girl off to the side.. "What the hell are you doing, Prince? Loo kat him. He won't last a day with the girls." As she continued ranting, Hideki straightened himself in his chair, closing his eyes and placing his first two fingers on his temples, trying to relieve the headache the girl was drilling into his head. "....Let the guy in, Prince. I wanna see how many girls he can last."

Hideki shot the girl a glare. "Are you quite done with your incessant babbling? You seem to really enjoy assuming things about p-people you know n-n-nothing about." Shit. Not the stutter....not now. Hideki played his stutter off casually, trying not to draw attention to it, his face kept straight, only his mind berating him for letting it slip out at such a crucial time to have even speech. He sat back in his chair, crossing his arms. "Now.. Where were we before we were so rudely interrupted?" Hideki said slowly so he could avoid stuttering. He glared briefly at the girl as he spoke. "I guess I should say first off that if the girls are anything like her, I don't particularly want to be a part of the Club. Otherwise, however, I'd be glad to be your 'Bookworm' or whatever."

Hideki just hoped that this girl wouldn't pose to much of a problem or threat to him. He already didn't particularly like her.

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Walker's eyebrows rose at the sound of the stutter.

"Take a deep breath," he said, his voice calming and reassuring, "And take all the time you need when talking. Try to think completely about your words before saying them. And most importantly, relax, stutters tend to rise up when people are nervous." Walker addressed the speech impediment like it was just a scraped knee, as he had taken speech therapy classes before coming to Ouran to help him understand people with speech impediments better in the event of dealing with one for a school musical or play, and so was well prepared for that sort of thing. Turning to Hisoka, Walker's tone took on that of a scolding parent, his eyes stern as he switched back to Japanese.

"Hisoka, as a first year, you are in this club because I as the club president allow you to be, and you will keep yourself civil while talking with your fellow hosts. Apologize to Hideki and return to doing whatever it was you were doing." Turning back from her, he spoke to Hideki again, his smile and actions back to the way they were before. "So you WILL join? That's wonderful to hear! Looking you over, I can tell we have a uniform your size, but I'd like you to give me a day or so to stylize it a little, perhaps slightly longer sleeves for that look that screams "adorable bookworm"!

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The boy glared at her and Hisoka gave him a cruel smile. His anger towards her was nothing compared to what she would sometimes endure at home. Soon enough his voice started to break off into a stutter and Hisoka raised an eyebrow. She'd admit he played it off well enough but Hisoka still heard it.

Turning back to Walker the boy seemed annoyed and sent a mock insult to her.

"I guess I should say first off that if the girls are anything like her, I don't particularly want to be a part of the Club." At first Hisoka found this amusing and even rolled her eyes. But the meaning of his words finally dawned on Hisoka and she doubled over in shock.

''Her?' W-what do you mean by that?' She straighten up but for the first time since entering Ouran Hisoka looked almost frightened. If this boy was able to figure out her secret who was to say everyone else could do the same.

She could practically hear her fathers disappointed and anger.

'I think you are mistaken book boy. No girl here. Not one bit.' Hisoka rubbed her neck uncomfortably as Walker turned and began his scolding.

'Okay okay! I get it Prince. Leave book boy alone.' She nodded her head towards Hideki and inwardly groaned. Why they needed more hosts Hisoka didn't know. They seemed full enough for her.

Seeing that Walker was done talking to her Hisoka took this as her chance to leave. With a final wary glare to Hideki she made her escape. Luckily the room was only full of her fellow hosts so the doors weren't blocked.

Once outside Hisoka let out a sigh. Looking around it seemed the hallway was empty excluding her and a blonde girl hiding in the corner Unfortunately Hisoka was too distracted to notice her and instead leaned against the wall across from the music room door. She could wait out here until class.

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Character Portrait: Hideki Akiyama Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Walker McMullin Character Portrait: Tsuki Kunomasu Character Portrait: Madoka Hanikamiya

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Madoka had been silently thinking in the hallway by Music Room 3 when she heard someone emerge from it. Madoka quietly turned her eyes to the door and could see Hisoka had been the one to exit the room. Madoka accidentally let out a small "eep" either from excitement or being slightly startled, which, she had no idea at the moment. She moved slightly further around the corner, peeking around it to see Hisoka. She narrowed her eyes at him, realizing that he looked as though he'd just escaped from the room he'd exited. She watched him move to the other side of the hallway and lean against the wall. Her little fingers appeared around the corner to help keep her peeking stance stable as she'd begun to fall over a bit.


I can't believe Hisoka is right there.. Should I say something to him? No..no. I shouldn't. We don't know each other. Well. In a way. He doesn't know me. But I know him. I definitely know him. I should say something to him! Now is my chance!! Madoka thought to herself, getting lost in her small, inner monologue. Hmm. No, no, no! I can't! What would I even say to him?! I have nothing to say! Oh, gosh! I'm so awful.. Maybe I should ask him if he would like to get coffee sometime? No! No!! That's like asking him on a date, Madoka! Pull yourself together; you're not ready for that kind of commitment! Especially not with a boy! What's wrong with you? You don't like boys! Hisoka, why must you confuse me so?! Why do you make me feel the way I do?!? "Ugh! I can't stand this!" That last few words she shouted in a whisper to herself, quietly enough so that hopefully no one would hear her.

Two sides of Madoka's mind began to tug at one another crazily, one wishing to speak to Hisoka, the other wishing to stay silent and run. Madoka continued to fidget around, still peeking around the corner. She frowned as she stared quietly at Hisoka, who still hadn't noticed her as far as she knew. She looked away from him, looking off into the distance, now becoming seriously lost in her thoughts.




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Hideki sighed as Hisoka practically panicked on the spot when he'd referred to her as a girl. She claimed there was no girl there. He laughed softly as she exited the room. "Doesn't she realize that you told me she was a girl when I first came in..? Or was she seriously not paying any attention?" Hideki said, pushing up his glasses. "And also, my stutter isn't due to me being nervous. My stutter is something that happens when I'm frustrated. Hence why it occured when speaking to her.." He didn't appreciate that this blonde, seemingly air-headed boy had blatantly pointed out his flaw, especially in front of Hisoka, who obviously didn't need any more reasons to attack Hideki.

He sighed and sipped at the tea that had been requested by Walker. It was good, but it was slightly cold now, being as it was left alone for too long in the cup. Hideki frowned slightly, hoping that Walker wouldn't notice it.

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Character Portrait: Hideki Akiyama Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Walker McMullin Character Portrait: Tsuki Kunomasu Character Portrait: Orochi & Raion Inuhoozuki Character Portrait: Eri Tokiwa

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"I don't like the way she's looking at me.."
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"Wha-What?" Tsuki didn't expect such a comment, in fact she didn't understand why he would say such a thing. Immediately her eyes filled with tears and she spouted out words that no one could really make sense of, clearly...she was upset.

"I'm so sorry!! Oh my god; I can't believe I'm so careless," Hideki clearly was embarrassed and felt horrible for what he said. However it didn't stop Tsuki from being overly emotional about it, before the situation could get any worse the President stepped in and began talking in a language Tsuki assumed was German, all while he was speaking Hideki didn't seem to pay too close attention and was too concerned about Tsuki and her pained expression. She stood silently staring at him, sniffing as she tried to hold back most of her tears. Then just like that the president took him away, aware of his potential as a host.

Image"Tsuki, dear, could you get me a pot of tea, I'd like to speak with this boy one-on-one, and tell Yotsuba I'll meet with her another time, and include an off-club date so she knows I care."

Tsuki saluted and nodded, rushing for to go make tea and bring the pot as directed. Wiping the small buds of tears from the corner of her eye, she took a deep breath and smiled widely and walked over with the tea set that was neatly placed on a silver tray. An expensive tea set, that if broken would cost a fine amount of money, not a problem for most students to pay for due to their wealth. “Here you are. Please enjoy yourselves.” Before taking her leave, Tsuki shot Hideki a quick genuine smile to hopefully show she was no longer upset. There was no sense prolonging her sadness, he did sound truly upset about it.





She trailed off from the conversation of the Prince,Hideki, and Hisoka were having and did not catch on to the mention of Hisoka being a girl. Instead she was more focused on searching for her beloved Eri, whom she had a New Costume That Included A Prop Sword.. Tsuki often went online to find cute things and ideas for the hosts regarding their themed attire. She practically died when she saw this outfit, now it was time for Eri to try it on. "Eri~ I have a new outfit for you to try on!" she scanned the room searching for the small petite boy, only to find the DEVILS had him in their grasp.

It was no lie that she had thought plenty of interesting perverse things regarding those three, but she wouldn't let those boys...DEFILE him! D-defile? she felt her face become heated and turn beat red. Once her thoughts got going there was no turning back, it was too late for her. Her face continued to brighten until it reached it's maxing point and..."Wah!" Nose Bleed again.
"Hnnnng! This is such a bad habit!" she quickly grabbed a tissue and cleaned herself up before approaching the twins and Eri. "You two! Don't touch my angel! You both are going to teach him nau-mm....Bad things! Come Eri I have a new outfit I bought for you, it's the cutest thing and will be much better than hanging around these two." Tsuki reached out her hands towards the boy ready to be handed him. Her cheeks puffed out and tissues in her nose, she truly looked like an idiot.

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Walker nodded, quickly smiling/winking his thanks to Tsuki before she went off to terrorize Eri, sipping his tea. He actually rather liked tea that was cool, it had just enough of a bitter edge to it to be worth sipping again.

"Trust me, Hisoka panics whenever someone sees past a little bit of her disguise. I still haven't let her know I figured out her gender ages ago, or she'd have an outright heart attack. Like, seriously, this isn't some anime where everyone's drawn to look the same. Her body definition is just too feminine to be male." Walker said, pausing to take a sip of tea. Seeing the tea set in a rather precarious position, he brought a second, sturdier table over to place it on, just in case. Seriously, Haruhi had warned him about that sort of thing.

"So she's not going to mess with you too much now, she'll probably assume you're going to tell everyone the truth if she does. I didn't reach my third year here on good looks alone, I know how to work with people. The prince act is just that as well, we needed one and I'm the best actor we've got. As for your speech impediment, frustration is still a point where you don't think clearly, and as someone who's learned how to get around stutters, you need a clear mind at all times. Lord knows you should have seen me back in grade school, barely capable of getting a sentence out." He chuckled a bit, then spoke again. "Point being, it's something that you can get rid of with time, faster with help. Sorry if I sound rude and all."

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As soon as Keiichi made his way further into the Music Room he immediately spotted a newcomer chatting up with Walker on the far end of the room; sipping what looked to be tea. Even from a distance Keiichi could detect the frown that spread across the newcomer's face as he took a hesitant sip of his tea and let Walker rabble on as usual. Keiichi decided to save him from Walker's nonsense, and crossed over towards them. "Ah," he said as soon he was in front of the newcomer. "You must be our newest student. Welcome to Ouran Academy, but first things first," he sat his cello case down beside him, and reached into his satchel to pull out his iPad. "According to my thirty-two gigabit tablet, you're our commoner all the way from England not long since you moved here to Bunkyō, Tokyo, Japan, and gotten a scholarship into our fabulous Ouran Academy as a first year student," he continued to scroll down the newcomers transcript and was slightly stunned at this boy's history. "To be honest, I am truly amazed at your history Mr-" he took a moment to recall the boy's name before looking up from his ipad, and flashing the boy his most welcoming smile."Hideki Akiyama, but where are my manners? I am Keiichi Shimizu, secretary and second man in charge of our Ouran Academy Host Club. You have heard of it, am I correct?"



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"What are you doing, blondie? The wall can't be so damn interesting." Blondie? Hmm. Wonder who Hisoka is talking t- Just then, Madoka realized who the blondie was. "M-m-m-me?!?" Her face went white like a sheet and her mouth hung open in shock as she pointed to herself. Th-there's no way Hisoka is talking to me....right?!? She thought frantically to herself. Madoka was in clear shock, amazed that not only had she been noticed, but she was being spoken to.

What do I do?? H-H-Hisoka spoke to me?!? How did he notice me?? He'd been so lost in his own anger, I'd thought.. How could I have been so careless. Hisoka-chan, there's nothing interesting about this wall. This wall is so plain. But you, Hisoka. You are a beacon of light and beauty for all to see and love and adore.. Why couldn't I have been more careful?! Now poor Hisoka-chan will know that I've been silently stalking him! Oh no! He'll never see me as anything more than a creep.... But wait? Why should I even care?!? He's a boy, anyhow! Madoka! Pull yourself together, woman! How many times must I remind you. He is a boy. It will never work. You don't like boys. Not in that way!! B-but it's Hisoka.. Hisoka could change my mind, right? No! No way! He. Is. A. BOY!! Hisoka is a boy! It just won't work, Madoka. B-b-but what if I try really hard..? Could it maybe work then? No..no..no. While Madoka was lost in her inner monologue, she'd completely forgotten that Hisoka had spoken to her. She was still peeking around the wall, lost in thought, looking like a complete airhead.




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Just as Walker finished his musings, another member of the Host Club came over to them, putting down what looked like a cello case and pulled an iPad out of his bag. The guy rambled on about Hideki getting into the school, blah, blah. Hideki had been hearing it constantly since he started attending Ouran. The boy then introduced himself and proceeded to ask Hideki if he'd heard of the Host Club. "I have. Walker here has been talking to me about it, though I had heard of it beforehand. To be honest, I had been trying to avoid it as it had seemed to be like a complete waste of time. But now that I've learned a bit more about it, I've been persuaded by Walker to join the Host Club as the 'bookworm'..or something like that." Hideki put his elbow on the arm of the chair, resting his temple on his fist and closing his eyes, pushing up his glasses with his free hand.

Just then, Hideki realized that there had been a few other members doing things in the room as well. He hadn't completely been paying attention to who had been coming in or out of the room since he'd gotten there, aside from those who had approached him, attacked him verbally with insults, or otherwise.

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Nemui ignored the scene and until Orochi and Raion walked away, too embarrassed to get too close. Their radiance would probably blind her. She then began walking to her second period classroom, she always studied there so when second period started, she was already in the right place. She just passed Yasuo and Hikaru by a few feet when she stepped on a piece of paper.

"Uso!" (Translation: No way!) She stared down at the papers, and she got a flashback of the new boy hitting Orochi. She dropped her head, picking it up. This made her second year at Ouran, so it wasn't like she didn't know what the Host Club was, she just avoided it. She wasn't sure if she could handle all of Ouran's most radiant boys in the same room. She definitely couldn't hold a conversation with one for very long. I-I'd faint. I'd definitely faint.. but... If Orochi-kun lost this.. He definitely needs it back... She clenched her fist and let out a deep breath, passing Yasuo and Hikaru quickly. She zoomed up the staircase, going as fast as possible so she didn't have time to talk herself out of it.

It didn't take long for her to find herself standing down the hall from music room #3.
Fujomori-san!? Why is he here!? This was a BAD idea. Her heart was racing a thousand miles an hour now, and she felt sick to her stomach. It was bad enough she'd soon be standing in the room full of Host Club radiance, but to have her lifetime bully standing in the hall as well? She wanted to sink back into oblivion. Perhaps I can make it to the door without getting noticed? Maybe if I'm quiet enough.. She spent most of her life as a wallflower, she doubted anyone really noticed her enough to realize she was sneaking to the music room..

Why is he here!?

She didn't make the mental decision yet, but her feet definitely were slowly stepping towards the door. I-I don't want to see him! I can't do this! He was most of the reason she got contacts instead of opting for glasses. If she had to pick one bully who bullied her the most, she definitely had to pick him. Sure there was the bully that drowned her cat, but he moved schools years ago.. Hisoka seemed to follow her everywhere she went... She was starting to shake just thinking about it.

She made a run for it after that, and shut the door quickly behind her, letting out a soft sigh. She didn't care if Hisoka saw her at that point. She made it and that was all that mattered. She didn't even notice Hideki, despite Hideki obviously standing close to Walker and Keiichi. Iyada.. (Translation: I don't want to do it..) She thought to herself, clenching her eyes shut, along with her fingers clenching the paper that Orochi had left behind.

"Konnichiwa?" (Translation: Hello?) She asked as she entered the Host club room. If she didn't find the twins, she could at least give the papers to Walker. Walker...or Tsuki-chan... maybe not Tsuki-chan.. She thought about all the noise Tsuki and the twins caused in class, Tsuki would probably do something to the paper if she left it in her care. She stepped inside, locating Walker in the room. There were quite a few members in the room, notably Keiichi, Eri, Ren, Orochi, Raion, Tsuki, and Walker.

T-too much radiance... I-I'll faint. Maybe I should give the paper to Tsuki... she can give it to Orochi later..I don't think I can speak...

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"Don't know why the amount of memory your tablet has is so small, but yeah, he's the new guy, which reminds me-" Walker said, pausing as he stood up and walked to the center of the room, noticing the girl, Nemui he believed her to be, entering. He gave her the universal signal for "one moment, please", and clapped his hands twice to grab everyone's attention, letting the Prince speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen, pardon the interruption, but I'd like for you all to meet our newest member, Hideki Akiyama!" The Prince paused briefly to motion to the blond boy over by Keiichi. "He will take today to survey how the Host Club works, and we'll have him working as a fellow host by tomorrow! You may now resume what you were doing, and have a great day!" As he wrapped up, he smiled and winked, wondering how the hell that sparkly stuff appeared whenever he did so. Remembering that Nemui was at the door, he strode over to her and bowed, sliding a trimmed rose out of his sleeve. That was another thing he never understood, his urge to keep flowers up his sleeve, but apparently the ladies loved it, so he wouldn't stop any time soon.

"Miss Nemui, was it? Is there something we, or I in particular, could do for you?" he said, the smile on his face radiating warmth.

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"Don't know why the amount of memory your tablet has is so small, but yeah, he's the new guy, which reminds me-"

Keiichi has a low gigabit tablet? How do people use up a lot of tablet space anyway? She thought of the possibilities, but she doubted that it was the case.. Not many spent their time saving mathematical formulas and exercises to their photos. Though if not study help, what were they downloading? She never was much for owning games, but she definitely didn't mind playing them when given the chance.. she only had basic games on her computer and she owned zero game systems. She had a lot of Otome games, but she doubted they were very popular either among her peers.

"Ladies and gentlemen, pardon the interruption, but I'd like for you all to meet our newest member, Hideki Akiyama!"

Her eyes finally fell on the skinny boy, whom was surely a first year. From the looks of it, he was quite nerdy, like her. She smiled at the thought that there was someone in the room that she could somewhat relate to. There still was the fact that despite his nerdy appearance, Hideki held his own radiance, like all his fellow hosts. Walker had a great eye for possible hosts. He was never wrong, which was spooky now that she thought about it. How does he just...know?There is no way their appearance says everything. Not every pretty boy has an aptitude for this kind of.... she was stumped for words as she tried to think of how to word whatever it was the hosts...did... while in the music room... hobby... Yes, this kind of hobby isn't for everyone.

"He will take today to survey how the Host Club works, and we'll have him working as a fellow host by tomorrow! You may now resume what you were doing, and have a great day!"

He sounds like a business clerk.. She almost laughed at the thought, but chewed back her temptation. She had a single purpose. Once it was over she could leave. Then Walker approached her, and she instantly felt herself tense up. She'd never came into this room once. Sure it was her second year at Ouran, but this scene was far too awkward.. she wasn't comfortable. When the rose came out, she tilted her head blinking curiously, "E-eh? M-magician?" She asked in a timid and baffled voice trying to think of how it fit in his sleeve without her knowing in the first place. How many of those does he have...? She almost forgot the paper in her hands entirely.

"Ah hello."

Another male chimed in, and she turned her head to locate the owner of the unfamiliar voice. Her golden eyes instantly widened in surprise, "S-sugoi..." (Translation: A-amazing...) His appearance was uncannily similar to Yasuo's. Of course she could tell the difference, Ryuu's face came across as younger looking than Yasuo's, but then again maybe it was because Yasuo practically oozed tranquility and maturity.

"Miss Nemui, was it? Is there something we, or I in particular, could do for you?"

She thought for a moment before quickly nodding, about five times. She quickly held up a piece of paper, "A-a boy punched Orochi earlier...Orochi forgot this downstairs... I didn't look at it.. Promise!" Her voice was really soft, she should have spoken a little louder so she could be heard. With so many people she knew she'd have to speak up, despite wishing to slink away at her first chance. They probably didn't hear me.. She avoided direct eye contact with Walker and Ryuu, in fact she'd been focusing on a vase in the distance, that made it look like she was focusing on Walker. Don't stare...his radiance...y-you'll faint... Don't stare... They're both so radiant...they're so close... I've never spoke to one of the hosts other than asking the twins for a pen.. I'm getting too nervous!

"May I help you?"

"I just wanted to.." she started to hand it out, averting her gaze. She didn't really mind which grabbed Orochi's paper, she just wanted to get in a less stressful environment. One wrong move and she'd faint. If she glanced too long at their beauty she'd definitely melt... but she was once again interrupted due to her tone. She forgot to speak a little louder again.

"Miss Nemui was it? Heh cute- Oh? Is that why you're here?"

ImageShe heard her name again, and it caused her to instinctively turn her gaze to Ryuu, head tilting in curiosity. Though she never expected what he said next. She instantly got embarrassed, "Eh??" She was completely taken by surpise. C-cute!? N-no way! Is there another girl standing behind me named Nemui too? She even turned to check behind her to make sure they were talking about the same person. Even though he only called her name cute, she'd never gotten a response like that, especially from a host!

She bowed quickly, "A-arigato..." she mumbled, feeling very out of place. Though she remembered that Ryuu also mentioned the piece of paper, "A boy punched Orochi earlier...Orochi forgot this downstairs... I didn't look at it.. Promise!" This time she spoke loud enough to hear.

"Welcome Ren.. looking sharp as usual."

Something about the way that Ryuu responded to Ren seemed a bit off, though it wasn't her place to judge. Thankfully the twins pranked Tsuki and broke her concentration on the relationship between Ren and Ryuu. She rolled her eyes, seeing as itching powder was the worst. She'd had her fair share of run-in's with the stuff and it wasn't pleasant.

"Never too early for pranks hm?"

She frowned for a moment, not really liking the bad taste of the prank. She simply remembered she didn't properly introduce herself to Walker, nor Ryuu so she remedied that by bowing quickly, mentally cursing herself, "Gomenasai! I'm N-Nemui Yonkoma, a second year... same class as Tokiwa-san, Kunomasu-san, and both U-unuhoozuki.." She then finally fully extended the lost paper toward Ryuu or Walker, either or really.. just when Yasuo entered the room and realized the prank, almost instantly.

“Are you two fools? Do you know what itching powder is made of? Tsu-chan, don’t touch your face, alright? No matter how much you want to scratch it: don’t. I’ll help you in a moment. If you get the stuff in your eyes it can do serious damage to them! Not to mention your lips, and ingesting it is very dangerous! Most of your pranks are harmless, but this is ridiculous! You two attend one of the most prestigious schools ever; you should probably get your act together before you seriously hurt someone and get your family in more legal trouble than I’m sure you’ve already caused.”

"Righto Onii-chan!"

She dropped her head in disappointment, seeing as both twins left right after the ruckus. Then she noticed the boy that hit Orochi. She couldn't help it.. for once in her life she shouted for the entire room to hear and she pointed straight at Hikaru before speaking. There was an angry expression on her face as she spoke and she didn't even think about how the others might react to the information. The 'guy' that hit one of their beloved friends was standing in the middle of the room and the only ones who knew the full story other than 'him' (Raion and Yasuo) left the room already.

"Y-You're the boy that hit Orochi-san!"



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"EH!?" Yasuo had just led her into the room, left with two other people, and now she was pointed out by a girl that passed by earlier.. this just wasn't her day. Hikaru dropped her head before twitching. What's next am I to be ambushed and flogged to death?

"He stole my family heirloom and I'm not leaving this room until I get it back!" she snapped, sitting down on one of the many sofas with a stubborn expression on her face. She looked like a stubborn little boy, but it really did mean a lot to her. She crossed her legs with a bored expression as she waited for a response Hmph... I'll skip every class until I get it back..

"....I'll sleep here until it's back in my possession.. Raion has it... that tall guy who carried the little kid out said so at least.

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It had been a perfectly normal day, up until the Host Club. Even for a nice few minutes, Walker had been able to spend some time with his favorite regulars, treating them the way they wanted to be treated, pampering themselves by pampering him. He almost wanted to call it a motherly complex, but he knew the main reason was because they wanted a slice of the American Pie(DAMN being the foreign person and the hotness is implied!). THEN a new first-year, Hikaru he believed her name was(Again, you try growing up around THEATER people and not learning how to tell who's a crossdresser and who isn't. Not that difficult unless they've gotten surgery for it.), stood up, insulted the club by not directly speaking of who the thief was, and then DARED to ask to join so she could enjoy a piece of pastry. Excusing himself from the crowd of girls surrounding him, he stood up, walked over to her, and tapped her on the shoulder, hiding his instant distaste for her behind a smile like any other he'd give to the clients.

"Excuse me, Miss Hikaru," he said, keeping his voice down so the clients wouldn't hear, but enough for Eri to hear, as this was a matter for the club, not just Walker OR Hikaru, "But if you wish to join for our delicious cake, you're going to have to say out loud to EVERYONE who the offender is, for even though I can see you're telling the truth and you most likely know the offender's identity, making all of the club look bad rather than just the actual thief is an insult to the rest of us. And I don't know about Eri's feelings towards this, but I rarely feel generous when insulted." Turning around to face the whole room, Walker clapped his hands twice, the attention of most every client in the room snapping to him.

"Ladies, fellow hosts, Mister Hikaru's story has given me a WONDERFUL idea!" he said, making sure to use the word "story" to dissolve a little bit of the tension Hikaru had built, then raising a fist up in front of his face in a pose, "A trial! A trial for the missing mystery heirloom! He shall name the accused, and we, as not a club, but a jury, shall find the truth in the darkness! Make the light pierce the gloomy unknown!" Walker swept around, now pointing at Hikaru, "You, the defendant, must state the name of the accused for all to hear! Who is the dread thief that whisked away your closest, dearest treasures?" He let the last words hang in the air, building tension and suspense. He knew at least half the clients would be eating this up right now, as ANYTHING would surpass the tedium of everyday life at a private school, even one as interesting as Ouran. He felt the weight of all the eyes shift from him over to Hikaru, the heat building with each passing moment.

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Hisoka opened her mouth to speak but the girp beat her to it. She spoke about how she'd never give up Hisoka's secret and then why it seemed she liked her so much. Oh. She has a crush on me....that's a first.

Hisoka's cheeks puffed out as she let out a deep breath. 'Well then...Our secret then blondie.' Grinning now Hisoka punched her lightly in the shoulder. 'I expect you to take this to the grave now. You hear?'

Content now Hisoka sat back again and rested her feet on the coffee table. She didn't have to worry about her now. And really it felt nice to have someone to trust. Hisoka truly believed her secret was safe.

'Well now that you're here sit down blondie. Relax. If you sit here hopefully no other girls will bother me.' With a content air about her Hisoka turned to look at Madoka. Behind her rather familiar looking boy began spouting about stealing. To top it off Walker seemed ready to turn this into a court case. Hisoka rolled her eyes.

'What a bunch of-'

'Ohhh~ I bet it was Hisoka-kun! Both of them are bad boys so Hisoka-kun must of wanted to prove he was the best!' A customer pointed at Hisoka as others behind her gasped.

Honestly Hisoka wouldn't find this suprising. It was true most thought her-er...his- name when it came to bad behavior. And out of all the hosts the idea of rivalry with someone like Hikaru Inoue it made the most sense to picture Hisoka.

That still didn't mean she couldn't be mad.

Hisoka slammed her fists down on the table and stood. 'Bullshit! I didn't steal his stupid present!' She pointed at the boy-seriously he looked so familiar-and growled. 'You! Tell them it wasn't me!'

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"Number 85? Hellooooo? Who's my partner? I need a big strong man to protect me!" Hideki looked down solemnly as the little piece of paper in his hand with "85" written on it. He sighed. Great.. I would get stuck with someone that expects to be protected.. I need protecting myself.. I hate this holiday.. Hideki awkwardly approached the girl, clad as a proper pirate, not just some scalawag. She seemed to be dressed pretty scantily, in beach attire. Hideki sighed as he got to her. "Unfortunately, you're stuck with me, Miss.. I'm Hideki - Bookworm member of the Host Club." This girl is so cute, but I really do hope we're with someone that can help us both out when it comes to protection..

Hideki leaned against the wall, awaiting their third partner, saddened by the fact that the girl he was partnered with was stuck with him as a partner.

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Ryuu fiddled with his hair a bit, before nodding in approval. "I did pretty good." He grinned towards his reflection, enjoying the idea of being the phantom from the opera. It was a very famous american show, a classic really, and he hoped people of high class would recognize it. "Besides.. its pretty scary." He brushed his partial face mask gently. Giving a little chuckle, he turned out of the changing room, and into the buzzing host room. Girls were squealing, girls were screaming and girls were swooning.
The perfect 3 S's.
'This night is kicking off great.' (IF WE GET OUR STUFF TOGETHER BEFORE IT DIES) He gave koodos to the manage, she always knew what to do and its a great concept seeing how halloween wasnt entirely japanese culture, and its better since the high class dont seem to celebrate the commoner's holiday- 'A surprise~' He glanced at girls who were chatting about their hand made costumes and girls who were gushing about the host. 'Genius really...anywho..'
He shuffled through his pockets and took out a paper that held the number of his...'fate'. "Team.. 5?" He whispered, a few girls stopped by, trying to confirm him on their team, but to their disappointment, he wasnt. "Sorry ladies." He smiled sadly, as they walked away. "Team 5?" He shouted, curious on who is going to join him in the fright fest.

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"You look so sweet Arisu~!" Girls squealed, causing her to wince. "Thanks, But.. it seems.. well its a bit much isnt it?" She asked sweetly, tilting her head, hoping to dear god that they'll agree. But they all simply shook their head, "You need to stay cute! Besides you wouldnt be able to scare anyone anyways." They laughed in agreement, but Arisu just rolled her eyes. They knew so little, her muscles twitched, if she let go, 'oh I could show how scary I can be... but that isnt going to happen.'
"youre right heh~" She smiled, "anyways.. I need to go find my team, good luck~!" She tilted her head, emphasizing innocence, before trotting off (holding back from running).

'Why a snow white costume.. I had the perfect zombie nurse..' She sighed, 'That was cute too..oh well.' She pulled at her dress, 'It isnt too bad..' Tossing her prop apple in the air, she caught it while she read her note, "Team four hm?" She scanned the room, 'How the.. how am I going to find them?' Noticing shouts of teams, she shrugged, "Tean four members?"
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