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Walker McMullin

I warn you, I may look and act like an idiot, but don't be fooled, I really am an idiot!

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a character in “The New Host Club”, as played by Thundergod1020

Description

Name: Walker Nahoa McMullin
Nickname: Take your pick from any of the jokes you can make from Walker.
Gender: Male
Year: Senior
Type: Princely
Age: 18
Sexual Orientation: Straight, although I like to act gay to either appear more attractive or to throw people off.
Likes:
*Messing with people's heads in a good way
*Musicals of any kind
*Music of any kind, except whiny country and "thug life is a party life" rap.
*Reading
*Chocolate covered strawberries
*Cake, cookies, and other sweets, preferably the ones I make, and yes I bake, nothing wrong with that.
Dislikes:
*people who act like their crap tastes like ice cream
*people who lie to harm others
*Oranges, not Clementines or tangerines, just oranges. Something about the inside of the peel sticking to the flesh just irks me.
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Personal Description: Well, I have grey, almost white hair, but don't think I bleach it, it just runs in my family! My eyes are a light grey as well, so I'm glad they match! Matter of fact, add in the pale skin, and I could look like a ghost for halloween! I have sharp features, but I've been told looking into my eyes when I'm smiling is like hugging a kitten on a summer afternoon, which I can verify from personal experience as being the most awesome thing ever to ever ever. I'm about 5'8", and weigh about 145 pounds, but don't let that fool you, I could easily lift 175 thanks to my kickboxing and freerunning in my spare time!

Personality: I'm the risk-taking type, not afraid to take a giant leap to get to where I want, and carefree enough to accept the results if I fail. I've been called loyal, but really, it's just that I trust people enough that it doesn't matter what I do for them, because I know they'll do the same for me. "Borderline insane" is often thrown around with me as well, especially when it comes to contemplating virtually anything. Call me the philosopher if you want, I don't care. My HOST persona, however, has been cultivated since my first year of hosting. I take on the role of the man who would sweep you off your feet and take you away to a land where he would hand-feed you chocolate covered strawberries.

History: Not much to say, really. Born in a rich family, raised in a rich family, bored stiff half my life in a rich family, and the other half asleep. For future reference, my family is a long line of successful theater producers, directors, and actors. And for some reason, they sent me here to Ouran, mostly because I'm an anime character here to be the comedic foil for a roleplay and they won't let me open up my own productions elsewhere... Jerks.

Extra: I can sing in any accent I want, which made the music teacher soil their drawers with delight the first time they heard me sing an Irish song absentmindedly, then switch over to a Romanian gypsy song as I got distracted. Also, despite my being the token foreigner, I speak fluent Japanese, English, Gaelic, and German.

Theme Songs:
Nonprince Persona: Footloose, Kenny Loggins
Kyrie, Mr. Mister
I Wanna Rock, Twisted Sister
Come And Get Your Love, Redbone
Smooth, Santana

Prince: Everybody Loves Me, OneRepublic
That Man, Caro Emerald
Who Is In Your Heart Now, Studio Killers
Livin La Vida Loca, Ricky Martin
I Like It, Enrique Iglesias

So begins...

Walker McMullin's Story

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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: Yasuo Suzuki Character Portrait: Eri Tokiwa Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Tsuki Kunomasu Character Portrait: Orochi & Raion Inuhoozuki Character Portrait: Hikaru Inoue
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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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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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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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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: Eri Tokiwa Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Tsuki Kunomasu Character Portrait: Orochi & Raion Inuhoozuki Character Portrait: Hideki Akiyama Character Portrait: Walker McMullin
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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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Character Portrait: Hisoka Fujimori Character Portrait: Keiichi Shimizu Character Portrait: Nemui Yonkoma Character Portrait: Hideki Akiyama Character Portrait: Madoka Hanikamiya Character Portrait: Walker McMullin
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Character Portrait: Ryuu Suzuki Character Portrait: Eri Tokiwa Character Portrait: Tsuki Kunomasu Character Portrait: Orochi & Raion Inuhoozuki Character Portrait: Keiichi Shimizu Character Portrait: Nemui Yonkoma
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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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Character Portrait: Ryuu Suzuki Character Portrait: Eri Tokiwa Character Portrait: Tsuki Kunomasu Character Portrait: Orochi & Raion Inuhoozuki Character Portrait: Keiichi Shimizu Character Portrait: Nemui Yonkoma
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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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[color=#008000]"Okay! I get it now! You are so smart!"

'Those big blue eyes..' He sobbed within his mind, clenching his fist. 'Such innocence~!' Meanwhile.. on the outside.
He grinned, "Well Of course." He brushed the boy's bangs out of his face, before watching him depart. "I'll see you again soon Ryuu-kun!!" Ryuu playfully waved in return, "Till then Eri~" Suddenly once the three left, Ryuu turned slightly, and felt tears running down his eyes. 'Eri you make me have faith in humanity.' (eventhoughthetwinsdraggedhimoffleavingsinsterintentionsbehind//sighs..poortsuki..//heshookhishead) He bit his quivering lip- Image
" This is ridiculous! What if I finally get my first kiss and this happens! Just like with Ryuu, what if it happens all the time with a boy I like!" He blinks, and sudden held a.. odd amount of seriousness- "Thats... actually a good point." He looked to side, trying to think of something.. after a few moments, he sighed dramatically. Turning, he smiled too.. nicely at Tsuki, and gave a thumbs up to lift her spirits.. "Its sexy." (someoneshoothimnow) As he held that comical pose, he was easily brought back to normal with the call of another female- a host instinct.
"Konnichiwa?"
"Ah hello." He scanned the customer.. or so he assumed, up and down. The innocence from this one was blazing, but Ryuu knew that he couldn't judge by ones cover- Images of the twins, eri and others began to pop into his mind... 'Nevermind.' Everyone did look like their respected classifications huh... "May I help you?" And as proper ettiquete, a few other hosts came to her side as well, "Miss Nemui, was it? Is there something we, or I in particular, could do for you?" Nice Prince.
He looked at the girl, 'Nemui?'

"Miss Nemui was it?" He rolled it off his tongue, enjoying the sound of it, "heh cute- Oh?" He blinked, seeing her rather tense fist, he cocked his head, "Is that why youre here?" He asked casually, wondering what a piece of paper had to do with the host club, but then again.
It was the host club.
Awaiting her answer, he heard the door slide open again, and he glanced up, his green eyes meeting gray ones.
His heart skipped, 'eh.' For a moment, his expression fell into confusion, maybe even a bit flustered, but quickly- almost within a blink, his usual smile emerged, "Welcome Ren.." He looked over his display, "looking sharp as usual." He complimented, noting every fine detail before feeling a bit bashful about his own.. little I-Just-Wokeup-dont-judge look. "heh.." Ryuu chuckled, sheepishly. Not sure on what to say to the quiet Ren, he glanced around for help only to catch Tsuki's expression.. and the twins flare of "HAHAHA".. He connected the dots. "Never too early for pranks hm?" He added, chuckling a bit. This is why he loved the host club.

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Character Portrait: Yasuo Suzuki Character Portrait: Eri Tokiwa Character Portrait: Tsuki Kunomasu Character Portrait: Orochi & Raion Inuhoozuki Character Portrait: Hikaru Inoue Character Portrait: Walker McMullin
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{ “Of course they’re up to something.” }



"We didn't need your help Yasuo. Everything was completely under control."

You’re just reinforcing the reason why I want to keep Eri away from you. Yasu clenched his jaw ever so slightly, though it was not enough to be noticeable.

"Hey Oro, lets go find Eri. Im sure he's waiting for us."

... Shit.

After a few overly-dramatic words from Raion, the twins left, leaving Yasuo with the Orochi’s attacker. “Well, this is awkward.” Yasu shoved his hands into his pockets and stared at this Hikaru. Suddenly, something clicked in Yasu’s mind. “You said you lost your necklace or something, right? I think I might know where that is… I assumed Raion was just picking up something he had dropped, but he was never one to wear necklaces like that one.” He nodded and scratched his chin. “If you follow me, I’ll be able be able to help you get it back. Raion has it; I saw him pick it up. He’s the one without glasses.” Once again flashing his award-winning smile, Yasu turned and began walking up the stairs, hoping Hikaru was following.

Yasu was taking his sweet time. He attempted to make conversation with Hikaru, but he wasn’t much of a talker. By the time the music room was in sight, he spotted two blonde twins with a small boy on one of their shoulders making their way to the same destination. Raion appeared to be holding some sort of cloth… “Oh, no…”

The last few steps toward the music room were much quicker. Yasu practically threw the door open, but it was too late. Tsuki was already crying and staring at the twins with wide eyes.

The normally calm Yasu felt his eye twitch. “Orochi! Raion!” The deep, commanding boom to his voice filled the room. His tone expressed a mixture of sternness and annoyance. He made his way over to them, his bags dropping to the floor. “And you two wonder why I treat you like children! Eri is more mature than you!” He had momentarily forgotten about Hikaru. Taking a multitude of quick steps towards them, he, in one swift motion, grabbed Eri from under his shoulders and hoisted him off of the blonde. Cradling him to his chest, Yasu glared at the twins menacingly.

“Are you two fools? Do you know what itching powder is made of?” His voice was filled to the brim with disdain. Yasu snatched the towel away from Tsuki and tossed it in the twins’ direction; it was a towel, so it wasn’t as if it flew through the air. Yasu’s gaze softened as he looked at the club’s manager. “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.”

His eyes hardened as Yasu looked back over at the twins. “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.” There was poison in his words. Yasu was generally much more kind, but the twins pushed it too far. And if there was something Yasu hated, it was bullies who harmed others for their own amusment. And the twins seemed to fit that bill well.

Still holding Eri tightly to his chest with one arm, he looked down at the small boy. “Its not your fault Eri, so don’t worry. I’m sorry I was so late. It won’t happen again.” His tone had changed; it was lower and displayed his disappointment in the twins and himself.

Turning on his heel, he grabbed Tsuki’s wrist gently. He wasn’t sure if she had gotten it in her eyes and was temporarily blinded. What he did know was that it was his job to take care of her since no one else seemed to care. “C’mon Tsu-chan. Let’s go see if the nurse has anything for the itch.” He walked towards the door again, still holding Eri and dragging Tsuki behind him. He paused in his steps to look at Hikaru. “Raion has your necklace,” Yasu repeated, “If you have any trouble with the twins, talk to Walker, the other blonde beauty in here. I’m sorry I can’t help you much more.” And with that, he was gone. He continued on his way out of the room, Eri and Tsuki in tow. He was so blinded by his temporary anger that he hadn’t really bothered to ask what the two themselves wanted to do. He just kept trudging along in the hall towards the nurse’s office.



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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.