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Hisoka Fujimori

'I want in then I'm getting out. Stand in my way and you won't be getting back up.'

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

Description

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Age
Fifteen

Gender
Truly a girl but who needs to know?

Sexuality
Due to Hisoka being referred to as male for most of her life she is rather confused about who she'd like. She has always been attracted to males but as her father wants her to one day marry a rich woman to help the family business her attraction towards women has grown. Truthfully she's bisexual.

Class
First Year

Height
5'7

Likes
Manga | TV | America | Food | Fighting

Dislikes
Annoying People | People In General | Talking Things Out | Her Father

Personality
Harsh | Cruel | Secret Soft Side | Loud |
Because she always had to hide who she was Hisoka is secretive and cold. Hisoka was actually a bully in elementary and middle school. She'd tease students and if anyone tried to get away from her or even stand up she'd shove them down.

Now in Ouran she's stopped it for the most part, but it will still come up again if someone tries to push past her comfort zone. She has rules. Any customer that gets within a foot of her will most definitely get harsh words and depending on who it is, a shove.

But deep down Hisoka still is Jun. She's kind and had a weakness for romance mangas. But unfortunately almost no one will ever see this side of her. Being kind would make her father mad and one of the only things she fears is her father.

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History
As most who attended Ouran Hisoka has a rather rich family. She was born on a crisp Autumn day along with her twin brother. She, at the time named Jun along with her brother Hisoka lived happily.

Unfortunately this happiness couldn't last. One tragic day the family was traveling to their summer home. Hisoka and Jun only six at the time enjoyed the limo ride unlike their parents. They were, for a time, happy.

But it rained that day and the Fujimori family has always seen rain as a bad omen. The driver lost control and crashed. Hisoka and his mother where killed on impact.

Jun suffered minor injury along with her father. Sadly the death of his wife along with the Fujimori heir turned her father into a cold man. He demand Jun take the role of her brother and instead it would be her that died along with her mother.

Never one to disobey her father Jun started answering to Hisoka. The gravestone she often visits reads Jun Fujimori. Beloved daughter.

Now Hisoka has turned into someone just as cold as her father though her kind side is still hidden deep within her.

At Ouran she plans to get in and get out quickly. But a certain club may end up changing her plans for the better.

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So begins...

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

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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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Character Portrait: Hideki Akiyama Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Tsuki Kunomasu Character Portrait: Eri Tokiwa

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

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

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

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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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Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Madoka Hanikamiya

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Hisoka was not happy. Not only did she manged to make Walker belittle her in front of Hideki but he also somehow figured out she was a girl! How he did it Hisoka didn't know. She had been acting like a male for nine years and no one had ever seen past her mask.

Now the problem was if this boy would spill the beans.

Are you kidding yourself Jun? You were an ass to him. As soon as book boy learns you wanna keep this a secret he'll spill.' She let out a large angered moan and with a clenched fist beat upon the wall behind her-

-and regretted it at once. Luckily enough Hisoka knew she didn't break anything but her hand would definitely bruise. She'd have a great time explaining this to Kein.

Cradling her hand Hisoka looked around to see who witnessed her screw up. Finally it seemed something was going her was as there was only one other person in the wall. She wasn't looking this way but Hisoka couldn't help but feel strange, like this girl was always in sight.

'Hey you!' Still holding her hand to her chest Hisoka took a couple steps towards the girl. 'What are you doing blondie? The wall can't he so damn intresting.' Her words had a mix of harshness and curiosity but Hisoka hadn't intended for them to come out so cold.

Oh well. Can't be bothered. Hopefully this chick will scatter so I can be angry in peace.

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Character Portrait: Hideki Akiyama Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Walker McMullin Character Portrait: Ryuu Suzuki Character Portrait: Tsuki Kunomasu Character Portrait: Orochi & Raion Inuhoozuki Character Portrait: Eri Tokiwa Character Portrait: Keiichi Shimizu Character Portrait: Madoka Hanikamiya

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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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Hisoka was getting even madder now. First she had to go and bruise her hand, then this girl probably saw it and now she was ignoring her?! Who the hell does she think she is?

Face twisted into a snarl she reached out and snapped near the girls face. 'Hey! Yes I'm talking to you girly! Who the hell do you think I'm talking to?'

Hisoka crossed her arms now. 'Oh I see. You want to visit the host club. Well sorry blondie we're not really excepting people yet. Come back after school.'

Talk about airhead. She stutters when I talk to her then stares off to the wall again.

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Of all things Hisoka wasn't expecting the girl to say she was following her, and even less to burst into tears. The blonde looked angry and upset at the same time. She turned to run away but this girl cried fast and a giant puddle had collected at her feet causing her to slip and fall.

To add damage her skirt had flown up and Hisoka jumped in shock. Her face turned a deep red and she moved so she was in front of the girls head rather then backside.

Uh...what am I supposed to do now...I kinda wanna leave her here but if anyone sees her here they might think I did it. And I don't need Prince going off on me again. She sighed and hung her head. There wasn't really another choice now. She'd have to help her.

Hisoka dropped to her knees and poked the girls head. 'Hey uh...Blondie. I'm gonna take you into the Host room. You might of uh...hurt something or whatever...'

Still looking rather reluctant Hisoka slipped one arm under the blondes back and the other under her knees. Luckily Hisoka wasn't exactly a weakling and the girl wasn't very heavy. Her shirt had already been stained with her tears but it was too late to stop now.

Having to reposition slightly the blondes face ended up almost pressed into her chest as Hisoka opened up the door. She could only imagine what her fellow hosts would think.

I'll never live this down.

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Hisoka could of sworn her heart stopped for a full few seconds as the girl reached up for her chest. She opened her mouth to tell her off, but the girl panicked before she could do so.

Getting smacked in the face caused Hisoka to stumble back and the door she was trying to open closed shut again.

Knowing she'd have to do something soon Hisoka tighten her grip around the girl and jogged to the end of the hall. Turning a corner she saw an empty shadowed corner and dropped the blonde to her feet.

'Okay blondie....we got some talking to do.' For the first time Hisoka really looked at her. She most definitely seemed different then Hideki and Hisoka felt that someone she could talk and or threaten this girl into keeping her secret.

Still it would help to just maybe act kind first. Maybe I should wait a bit before taking to her. Give her time to think.

Hisoka pointed a finger at the blonde. 'Come to the Host Club after school. We need to talk.'

Praying this girl wouldn't wonder off Hisoka gave her a firm nod and walked away.

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After school Hisoka couldn't help but feel anxious. Now two people knew her secret. At least she assumed the girl would be easy to talk into keeping it. Or if worst came to worst, threaten into it.

At the moment Hisoka lay sprawled on a couch, her legs hanging over the arm rest. Girls chattered around her but they seemed to sence the energy radiating off her and stayed away. At least Hisoka didn't have to worry about Hosting anyone at the moment.

A few minutes passed and she started to fear the girl wouldn't come. Luckily before any thoughts of what she would do if that indeed happened, the door opened. Hisoka sat up and to her relief the blonde walked in.

Hisoka raised an arm. 'Oi! Blondie! I'm over here!' She made a few hurried hand motions and some of the customers looked over. A few seemed curious while some looked....well pissed off. Despite her angry outward look girls liked bad boys, which was very strange to Hisoka.

There she is. Okay Jun....be nice. Don't snap at her and maybe she won't spill. Hopefully she isn't in cahoots with book boy....that'd be bad.

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Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Hikaru Inoue Character Portrait: Tsuki Kunomasu Character Portrait: Orochi & Raion Inuhoozuki Character Portrait: Yasuo Suzuki Character Portrait: Eri Tokiwa

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Hikaru did as she said, she skipped all of her classes and stayed in the 3rd Music room. It wasn't long before she slipped off into boredom though, and eventually passed out on the couches. She awoke just as the hosts entered, followed by screaming girls. She sat up, yawning a bit. Why is there so many screaming idiotic fangirls in here? She glared a bit, sitting back against the couch in exhaustion. She hated girls like that, seriously...they were so air headed. She rubbed the back of her neck, though it didn't comfort her much. The furniture in the room wasn't nearly as comfortable as it looked... her whole body felt cramped and sore.

When are they going to give me back my necklace so I can go home? Her brooding left a dark aura around her, and she sulked inside it. She was growing irritated and whatever kind of business these boys ran wasn't going to prosper very well with the bad vibes oozing off the angry 'boy' lurking in the corner of the room off to himself. Hikaru had changed into 'his' normal clothes by now, and for such a rowdy troublemaker, she dressed pretty...plainly for a 'rich boy'. She didn't see anything wrong with the tan sweater she wore on top of the white button down shirt that came with her Ouran uniform. black knee-length shorts. Well, nothing other than the fact that she was burning up in the sweater. 'He' wore plain black boots, overall Hikaru looked pretty ordinary, other than her oddly colored hair and eyes.

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She sat there, letting out a sigh, after a while catching on. Oh...so they're sort of like PG-13 male escorts... They're getting paid just to be nice to girls? What a rip-off.. She scoffed, shaking her head at the scene, staring with an idle expression. They'd eventually give back what was stolen from her, or she'd continue to loiter around until her presence hurt their business. Her necklace was precious...Not to mention it was the only lighter she owned. Her mother didn't know she smoked, but she could wear the necklace without arousing suspicion, because it's sentimental value to both of them. If she showed up without it, her mom would investigate. If her mom investigated, she'd find out Hikaru has been lying to her for quite some time....and Hikaru couldn't let that happen. She couldn't see her mom cry again on her account.

"Stupid Raion.. Stupid club... I wish I never met you. I could be home, playing video games if it wasn't for those two obnoxious dopplegangers..." She threw off the sweater with a frown, cursing a bit too loudly and attracting a bit of nearby attention.

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"Oh look, Mimoi-chan... There's a boy over there in the corner.. Isn't he's so adorable...? He looks so angry though..."

"Shhh! That's Hikaru Inoue, he's a well known delinquent. He skipped all his classes today I heard, just so he could go out on the roof and smoke cigarettes... I heard that he used to get in a ton of fights at his old school. My cousin was in his class."

"Sugoi... what's he doing here? Is he going to be a new host? Wouldn't that be a little dangerous? I wonder what he would be... the Rowdy type? Defiant type?"

"What about the rebellious type...?"


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"Great... now they're staring..." She frowned, pretending to hate their gossiping. She was never going to admit it, but deep down Hikaru found the attention to be a bit nice... She didn't get much of that, ever. It was different. Though now he thought was just as good of a time as any to start a ruckus. He stood, brushing himself off before starting to speak in a loud enough voice to catch the attention of a fair amount of the room's inhabitants.

"Excuse me, I don't mean to interrupt, but I have an important announcement. Hi, my name is Hikaru Inoue.. and I'd like for all of you girls to know that you might want to watch your purse...your beloved hosts have a thief among them.. He's stolen.." Her eyes softened a bit as she hesitated to mention the personal bit, "A present my grandfather gave me five years ago. He's dead now and that jerk won't give it back. Do you even realize what type of guy you might TRULY be spending time with..?"

Boom. Hikaru planted the seed of uncertainty among the girls, letting them whisper about 'his' announcement among themselves, "Thank you, proceed." she ushered her hand, sitting back down as if she'd done nothing wrong. Then she noticed the cake among the room. Her stomach growled and she pouted a bit.

Shamelessly, she slowly approached a small boy's 'station' for himself and his customers in the room. She'd seen in the room earlier being carried out by the man who revealed which doppelganger stole her necklace. Hikaru looked between him and his customers, stomach growling again. She spoke up, but suddenly there was a blush on 'his' face, "Oi... can I join you guys and have a piece of cake too?" she asked in an uncharacteristically bashful tone. Was Hikaru a Tsundere or something?

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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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Eri had been chatting to his customers and eating his cake when the club suddenly spun into chaos. A boy stood up in front of their group, calling for everyones attention, announcing that there was a thief among the Hosts and that one of them stole an heirloom given to him by his late grandfather. He had even introduced himself as Hikaru Inoue. He pondered the accusation as the others around him did as well. He didn't think that anyone in their group would ever steal anything. It must have been a mistake.

He was so deep in thought that he didn't notice the boy walking over to him until he plopped down beside him and asked for some cake as well. Being the generous person he was, Eri began to cut another piece. "O-Oh... Here, you can have-" He murmured, but was interrupted when Walker padded over to them, leaning close enough so only they could hear. He scolded the boy for not telling the truth, ending with, "And I don't know about Eri's feelings towards this, but I rarely feel generous when insulted." Eri paused at that. Well? What did he feel? He was certain this was all a misunderstanding. No one would have took it just to torment the boy. Everyone made mistakes. "Actually, I think-" He tried to voice his opinion, but was yet again cut off. This time by a boy named Hisoka.

"Bullshit! I didn't steal his stupid present! You! Tell them it wasn't me!" He yelled, pointing to Hikaru. Eri cringed at the swearing. Well, that wasn't very nice. His cheeks puffed up unhappily. He didn't know what to do... Everyone was yelling and getting angry and causing a big scene. There didn't even seem like there was anything he could do. No one listened to him, he was considered the baby of their group.

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Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Hikaru Inoue Character Portrait: Walker McMullin Character Portrait: Orochi & Raion Inuhoozuki Character Portrait: Yasuo Suzuki Character Portrait: Eri Tokiwa Character Portrait: Nemui Yonkoma

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"O-Oh... Here, you can have-"

Hikaru perked up as the boy began to cut him a slice of cake, "Arigato-" then an unfamiliar face approached. She tilted her head, not affected by the approach until he called her 'Miss Hikaru'. She instantly felt her fingers twitch, tempted to punch his lights out for revealing her to Eri. Sure the boy was nice enough to slice her some cake, but could he keep her secret a well....secret? She wasn't too sure about it, but she'd have to ask him later. She didn't want the truth getting out. Everyone looked at her differently when she got into fights as a girl. As a boy, everyone just expected it.. and she kind of got praised for it. The praise made the violence become far more frequent. She loved the attention..even if most of it came from girls interested in 'bad boy Hikaru'.

"Excuse me, Miss 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."

"Bite me." She smirked at the guy's statement, then took a bold bite of the cake. He told her she couldn't eat cake; her inner voice demanded that she must do it. She swallowed and nodded a bit, "Gotcha. I'll apologize to Eri-san, right now." She then spun on the heel of her foot in order to face Eri instantly. Seeing as they were of similar height she really didn't have to look up or down to address him. At best there was possibly a few inches between them, "Gomenasai. I didn't mean for you to be included in my speech. I hope you forgive me. Sorry that you were dragged into my problem." The apology was toward Eri alone, but at least she felt remorse for someone...right?

She then faced Walker again, a smug expression plastered on her face. Eat that, pretty boy.. He interrupted what Eri was trying to say to her, plus her chance to eat cake in peace so she wasn't exactly feeling friendly toward him either. The hostile feelings were definitely mutual. Then he brought on double the dramatics she started, after trying to allegedly defuse things...he seemed to make matters far worse. He clapped to get the entire room's attention, most likely to humiliate her, but little did he know he was reinforcing her cocky behavior. Sure Walker made it far more public than Hikaru intended, but she didn't back down from her claim. She liked attention, good or bad. She knew who stole her necklace.. the tall guy with the cool hair from before told her so.

"Ladies, fellow hosts, Mister Hikaru's story has given me a WONDERFUL idea! 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!"

Was this guy dropped on his head as a child? Hikaru thought to herself in a monotone trail of thought. She almost felt sorry for him, but kept in mind he was the only thing standing between her and a slice of cake. She crossed both arms behind her head, looking to him defiantly. She didn't want to play along, but if it granted her cake, she'd give him the answers he so desperately desired. A trial it is then... He pointed to her, and she gave him a bored expression. How did this crap get switched around on me?

"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?"


She didn't mind the stares, actually she just grew more confident with each set of eyes that started to stare. She closed her eyes and let out a small laugh, "If you really want to know, I'll oblige.." She responded with a sigh, "Though once he gives it back I'm going to wipe the floor with him. Thieves make me sick. Why should a rich kid have to steal anyway?" she replied in a calm, but very pissed tone.

"Actually, I think-"

Her eyes turned back to Eri, but found he was once again interrupted, this time by Fujimori. She twitched a bit at this. Why does this guy get blamed for it? Well... Judging little snobs.. Just because he's got a bad attitude doesn't mean he's a thief.. Tch...Stereotypes are so petty..

"Bullshit! I didn't steal his stupid present. You! Tell them it wasn't me!"

She rolled her eyes before verifying that Hisoka was telling the truth, despite her chance to finally ruin one of her bullies, "Fujimori didn't steal it...and anyone who automatically assumed he did based on his appearance and personality, you're shallow and should be ashamed of yourselves."

Her attention then turned back to Eri, "Sorry. Everyone just has so many opinions, some people get overlooked. What were you trying to say...Eri-san?" She asked with a warm smile, far different than her expressions with everyone else. Apparently simply the mutual worship of cake was enough to make Eri her friend.

She gave the boy proper time to speak before deciding to out the real thief now that she'd cleared Hisoka's name, "The real thief is-"

"Please, Walker. I think that’s very unnecessary. Perhaps Hikaru just dropped it and someone picked it up? I recommend he check the lost and found before making such wild accusations.”

She went wide eyed, recognizing the man who approached the bench. She shook her head, realizing she was starting to get into the whole 'court case' scenario a little too much. She was about to out Raion anyhow, but something about the look in the tall man's eyes made her choose otherwise for his sake. That wasn't something she did often. He better know what he's doing...

"Yeah, we can check there... on one condition.." She mumbled to Yasuo, "You'll have to show me where it is, I'm new so I don't know where to go." something in her tone was still smug despite being defeated, but otherwise she seemed relatively cooperative.

"WERE SORRY WE SPREAD THOSE AWFUL RUMORS ABOUT YOU AND SHARED EMBARRASSING PICTURES AND MADE YOU LOSE ALL YOUR CUSTOMERS!"

Those two just cause trouble all around... She glared at them, twitching a bit in anger. Then she noticed Raion seemed to have handed something to Yasuo. Her eyes widened and for a moment her heart skipped a beat and she blushed. She didn't mean to, it just sort of happened. Something about him going all 'white knight' and retrieving her precious trinket.. it embarrassed her, and she wasn't quite sure what the other feeling was. Though it was short lived.

“Jeez!”

Apparently one of the customers fainted from the evil duo's antics. She frowned a bit, but blinked as Yasuo lifted the girl with ease and moved her over to one of the many sofas. She approached shamelessly, cake in tow now that the situation was mellow once again, well aside from the medical emergency, "You can give the item you confiscated for me to me after this all blows over..." She whispered, taking a mouthful of cake afterwards, "A-arigato.. Do you swoop in to aid others like that a lot?" she asked, referring to him covering for the twins, and his skillful timing with catching Nemui.

“Miss? Miss, are you alright?”

"I didn't catch your name..." She added, trying to ignore the fact that she was still flustered by his act of heroism, "I got to get back to Eri-san soon and thank him for the cake. I really didn't deserve it.." and she knelt down near Nemui, "I do this when I have panic attacks." She smiled up at him, putting one finger over her lips "Don't tell anyone that. She just really psyched herself out... It's no surprise.. she seemed scared of her own shadow."

Once she assured him that Nemui would wake up good as new she stood, dusting herself off. She walked back over and sat with Eri, but not too closely. She didn't want to anger his paying customers, "I want to start over. I'm Hikaru. Thank you so much for the cake, Eri-san." she extended her hand with a friendly smile.

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Hisoka blinked as Hikaru defended her. That was something she wasn't used to.
'Y-yeah! What he said!' She nodded at Hikaru but didn't turn away. Something about him seemed so...familiar. Like she'd seen him before. Still it didn't effect her much. Not really caring about the whole stealing thing unless she was part of it Hisoka sat back down.

The blonde sat next to her and offered to get tea or cake. 'Hmm...no thanks blondie. I'm good.' She flashed a grin and sat back. 'Now that everything is settled down why don't you tell me your name? Blondie's a cute nickname and all but I'd like to now your name.'

Turning to face the yet to be named Hisoka finally got a good look at her. She was probably a bit older and Hisoka would admit she was pretty cute. She had nice hair. Much better then her own.

It's nice having someone that actually defended me. That hasn't happened in a while. Who knows, maybe I can actually have a friend? Wow...I haven't had one of those in a while. Okay Jun...don't scare her off. Try at least. You need to talk to more people then Kein. But she obviously scares so easily.

These thoughts settled on Hisoka and after a few moments she giggled quietly. It seemed pretty funny someone so meek would like someone like her.