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Kurogawa Hisashi

"I'll protect you until my last breath."

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a character in “The New Ouran High School Host Club!”, as played by skeletalprince

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◉Full Name◉
Kurogawa Hisashi

◉Nickname(s)◉
Hisa-kun, Ga-kun (Moth-kun)

◉Age◉
17

◉Class (Year)◉
Third Year

◉Personality Type◉
Strong and Silent

◉Sexuality◉
Bisexual (Leaning towards men)

◉Likes◉
The Host Club | Tea | Good company | Mochi
Kendo| Picnics | Movies | Cats

◉Dislikes◉
Hostile competition | Messes | Cheesy Action Films
Bitter food | Eggplant | Shouting | Lying

◉Strengths◉
Kendo | Physical Strength | Mediation | Patience

◉Weaknesses◉
Socially Awkward | Stubborn | Afraid of driving | Forgetful


◉Personality◉
Quiet | Gentle | Reliable | Protective

Hisashi, being the Strong and Silent type, is hardly what one would call talkative. He’s a very good listener, a hardy shoulder to lean on when times get tough. He’s a gentle giant, taking care with things he works on and cares for. He’s known for keeping his word, making sure to go through anything he’s promised to do. Hisashi is loyal to the people in the host club, considering them a family and hoping to protect them from the harsh world.

◉General Background◉
Hisashi was actually born as a girl, names Hanabi. Yet, at the age of 9, he started to feel uncomfortable being a girl. After many sessions with well known child therapists and doctors, it was found that Hisashi was transgender. His family was supportive, making sure to start his treatment and progression into a young man. Hisashi now is taking testosterone supplements and is currently working towards getting surgery to remove his chest.

Hisashi comes from an old samurai family, the Kurogawa clan. They have many dojos spread over Japan, teaching Kendo in the traditions they have followed for centuries. So, they're a very wealthy family. His father often go on tours to other Kendo dojos in other countries. His mother and younger brother met the unfortunate fate of a car accident, due to the other driver being intoxicated. He was raised primarily by his sensei, his uncle Iruka. The two became close, as well as the others in his dojo. With this, he went to Morinozuka's dojo to learn. There, it was then he learned to follow in Mori's footsteps to become a part of the Host Club.

Once he came to know the members of the Host Club, he came to regard them as kin. He swore, in silence of course, to protect them and stay at their side for as long as he can.



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So begins...

Kurogawa Hisashi's Story

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Character Portrait: Naoko Amachi Character Portrait: Yukio Kaiyo Character Portrait: Miku Fujiwara Character Portrait: Ichiro Sato Character Portrait: Shigure Inoue Character Portrait: Kyo Tsukuda Character Portrait: Iro Miyamoto Character Portrait: Camila Reyes Character Portrait: Koichi Tachibana Character Portrait: Satoru Miyamoto Character Portrait: Hiroki Tachibana Character Portrait: Kurogawa Hisashi Character Portrait: Toshiko Hatakeda
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I pushed both doors open to Music Room 3, breathing in its familiar scent. The new school year was starting, and boy, was I excited to get things started with the Host Club! With a new year comes new people, you know, and I just couldn’t wait to meet all of the new guests we would be getting this year. My Host Club members were always the best of the best when it came to entertaining the ladies, though of course not better than the original Host members, as no one could even come close to them, but we do our absolute best to be our absolute best for each other and our esteemed guests. I’m rambling… I walked into the room, brushing my fingertips along the wall, ecstatic to begin the new year. I hadn’t planned any theme for the day, which was honestly unusual, but nonetheless, it would be a wonderful day; I could just feel it.

♫”I come home in the morning light/My mother says when you gonna live your life right/Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones/And girls they wanna have fun/Oh girls just want to have fun/The phone rings in the middle of the night/My father yells what you gonna do with your life/Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one/But girls they wanna have fu-”♫ I was dancing about the room, singing my most favourite Cyndi Lauper song, as girls really do just want to have fun, I mean, look at our Host Club, when I was interrupted by more of our members coming into the room. I clapped my hands together in excitement. ”Welcome, my treasured comrades! I’m so happy to have you here! We have a big day ahead of us! We are going to have many, many ladies to entertain, and we must do our finest, finest job to make sure that our guests have the best time that they can possibly have with us!” I smiled big, from ear-to-ear, really.

This was going to be a great year, I could just feel it! And like many Host Club members before them, most of the Hosts had a free first period so that they could set up the Music Room for the day. I was thrilled to be a part of the Host Club, and I had a feeling that this year was going to be very special.

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Ichiro shoved his hands into his pockets, sighing as he walked across the grounds towards the front doors of Ouran Academy. It was his first year as a high school student here, and he wasn’t entirely sure how he felt about it. He knew that there was one specific thing that he couldn’t stand. The Host Club. He’d heard about it countless times from overhearing the girls in middle school talking about it and how excited they were to get to be guests when they got to high school. He couldn’t help but roll his eyes, even just at the thought of the Host Club. How can they run such a despicable club? ‘Entertaining the ladies.’ What does that even mean?! How do they have ‘too much time on their hands’ so often?! Don’t they have things like homework or something they need to worry about instead??

Ichiro pushed through the front doors, making a ‘pfft’ sound as he did so, exasperated just thinking about the Host Club. He brushed his hair out of his eyes. I didn’t put quite enough Fekkai hairspray in this morning. My hair is going to be a flop today… I knew I should’ve brought my travel size with me just in case. What a great start to my first day in high school. He sighed, brushing his hair off to the side again. In the midst of his messing with his hair, he managed to bump into someone walking in the opposite direction. It was a cutesy looking boy with snow white hair and reddish eyes. ”Hey. Why don’t you watch where you’re going?” Ichiro huffed.

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Kyo skipped into Ouran Academy, excited for the new year. It was April, spring, her favourite time of year. The cherry blossoms were going to start blooming soon, and she couldn’t wait. She loved the way they smelled and how cute the little blossoms looked all over the pretty, light pink trees. She also couldn’t wait to become a guest at the Host Club, and she knew exactly which Host was going to be her absolute favourite. Yukio! He was the cutesy type, and she loved all things cutesy.

As she skipped through the foyer, the noticed Yukio walking towards Music Room 3 when a blonde boy, seemingly preoccupied with his hair, bumped into him. She looked on nervously, hoping that Yukio was okay. Ohmygod. I'm probably staring. Ohno! She could feel her face turning pink and she rushed off to class, not wanting to seem like more of a weirdo than she already was. As she was hurrying down the hallway, she bumped into someone. She recognized her as a member of the student council, Miku Fujiwara! "I-I'm so sorry!" Kyo said hurriedly.


[[OOC: I decided to put Shigure in first person to make him just that much more “extra..” XD All of the other characters should be in third person, like normal. I just thought it would be kind of funny if Shigure was just like Tamaki in how “extra” he tended to be.]]

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Character Portrait: Yukio Kaiyo Character Portrait: Shigure Inoue Character Portrait: Iro Miyamoto Character Portrait: Koichi Tachibana Character Portrait: Satoru Miyamoto Character Portrait: Hiroki Tachibana Character Portrait: Kurogawa Hisashi Character Portrait: Toshiko Hatakeda
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Well it had finally come; the third year. It had been grueling for Iro these past few years, putting on a brave face and pretending those around him mattered more than they actually did to him. He had formed a close bond with many people but the people seeking his admiration the most often went back to their homes empty handed, not to any fault of their own. You see Iro had no time to think about separating his time when all he could think about was keeping his family happy; His parents proud and his brother satisfied. Iro was more than proud to help his family out while his parents provided the money the family had learned to become so accustom to, but Iro was so tired.

The night before Iro had spent almost all night trying to make sure Satoru had everything he would need for the new year; books, pencils, and headphones when he got bored. This errand trip had kept Iro up until the early morning hours and upon completing his errands, Iro had very little time to deal with his own health. He's an adult, he can take care of himself... But he's never really had to before... What will he do when you're gone..? The debate raged on in the elder brother's mind, knowing well that if something were to happen to Iro then their parents would likely try to hire a nanny again to run their lives. The last caretaker didn't treat the boys as adults so Iro begged his parents to let him take on the duties, he never regretted a single choice he made that day.

It was around that time, time for free period first thing in the morning. So Iro would likely meet up with his family in Music Room 3. As he jostled his guitar, a sunburst Gibson, and shuffled his way down to the room he could hear what sounded like outdated music being sung somewhat off-key. He rounded the corner and saw a few other of the boys waiting outside the door. Amateurs..

He chuckled to himself and gently passed through the others telling them, "Well dont wait for me guys. I know you hang on my every word, but you should feel free to go in by yourselves!" This was his third year in the Host Club, and he had finally come to think of the boys as family because they always made him smile. As Iro pushed open the door the source of the sound was then seen. It wasn't that of a dying critter, but that of the little prince Shigure. Quickly the little one Yukio snuck passed Iro, greeted the prince and went to the kitchen. "You'd think that we'd all be more musically inclined since we have this room," He joked with a warm smile and sat down in a chair within speaking distance of the boys feeling his belly rumble from not eating this morning.

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Character Portrait: Yukio Kaiyo Character Portrait: Shigure Inoue Character Portrait: Iro Miyamoto Character Portrait: Koichi Tachibana Character Portrait: Satoru Miyamoto Character Portrait: Kurogawa Hisashi Character Portrait: Toshiko Hatakeda
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Another year in highschool, another year in Host Club. Satoru had a weird feeling as this would be his last year in Host Club together with his brother. Satoru was glad Iro had made sure he had everything for the new year, as he the thought had barely passed his mind at all. “I wonder how next year will be. I can’t drop out of Host Club, can I? Of course not what a silly thought Satoru. Iro expects me to be there just like he is.” He was waken up from his thoughts when he realized he should already be at the club. He had been heading there whole time but had paused to look out of window that was facing the front gate and all the students, new and old, coming in.

He quickly looked around him seeing he wasn’t too far from the Music Room #3 and speed up his walking but didn’t run. He wasn’t in that much hurry. As he arrived he saw the Prince hurdling over a girl Satoru had never seen before. Perhaps a new guest who couldn’t have waited for the club to officially open? He greeted them both and looked at Shigure. “Don’t start all the fun without me.” He joked a bit and passed them going into room.

He gazed around and saw others were already gathered around the room, but what he was really looking was Iro. As he noticed him, Satoru headed towards him. “Iro, how are you feeling? You look tired. Maybe you should take a nap?” he placed his hand comforting on his shoulder watching him closely. His tone was affectionate as he had always worried for his brother. Of course he had noticed Iro was struggling sometimes, everyone did, but that made him want to help him even more. “I don’t want you to fall ill from exhaustion. Even if I wouldn’t mind taking care of you for a change.” he spoke softly smiling at his brother.

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Character Portrait: Yukio Kaiyo Character Portrait: Shigure Inoue Character Portrait: Iro Miyamoto Character Portrait: Koichi Tachibana Character Portrait: Satoru Miyamoto Character Portrait: Kurogawa Hisashi Character Portrait: Toshiko Hatakeda
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His first day in the Host Club and Hiroki was already running late. This didn't dampen his spirits in the least, however. He was so overjoyed at the opportunity to get dressed up, that he had spent a little too much time on his makeup (he still was not adept enough to put it on very quickly). He now dashed through Ouran Academy's hallways, wearing his favorite lolita coord in shades of baby pink and white, with white stockings and cute pink flats. When he was close to his destination, he stopped to check his reflection in the window and smooth his hair and dress a bit. He never wore a wig, nor breast form, as his goal was not to pass for a woman. He winked at his reflection and then entered the music room at last. His eyes shone with excitement once he saw all the people inside.

"Hello! My name is Hiroki Tachibana! I can't wait to get to know you all~" He gave a little curtsy and then winked at the room at large in a good natured manner.

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Character Portrait: Ai Kimura Character Portrait: Naoko Amachi Character Portrait: Yukio Kaiyo Character Portrait: Miku Fujiwara Character Portrait: Ichiro Sato Character Portrait: Shigure Inoue Character Portrait: Kyo Tsukuda Character Portrait: Iro Miyamoto Character Portrait: Camila Reyes Character Portrait: Koichi Tachibana Character Portrait: Satoru Miyamoto Character Portrait: Hiroki Tachibana Character Portrait: Kurogawa Hisashi Character Portrait: Toshiko Hatakeda
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"There we are!" I said ecstatically as Toshiko came out of the dressing room, where the few Cosmetologists that the Club had on hand had been making her appear more as a male. They had placed a teensy amount of makeup onto her job, making it appear as though she had a bit of stubble, which might have bit a bit over the top, even in my humblest of opinions, and we'd probably need to scrap that during future gatherings of the Host Club. They also bound her chest to make her appear flat and more masculine; this touch I would likely have them continue in the future, otherwise Toshiko's cover might be blown.

I stood inside of Music Room 3, the rest of the Hosts standing behind me but also around me, in a sort of half-circle, surrounding sort of pattern, all of us ready to welcome our guests for the day. I grabbed the door handles and thrust them towards me, into the room, allowing them to rush open dramatically. "Welcome, ladies, to the Ouran Host Club!" I announced with a large smile painting across my face, motioning back to the other Hosts, who were all standing waiting for their guests with smiles that I'd love to believe were all absolutely genuine, though I knew it was difficult for some to put on their happiest of faces. The Hosts began to take their spots around the room, and I gestured for the ladies to enter the room, extending my arm and bowing slightly, my other arm at my waist; I was quite skilled in being gentlemanly.

Once all of the lovely ladies had entered the room, I shut the doors most of the way, leaving them slightly cracked for anyone who might want to join a bit later, as the Club did go on for quite a bit of time. It did tend to take a good amount of time for us to get to each and every one of our guests. I took my seat on one of the long couches, where a few of my regulars were sitting, waiting for me. "I apologize, my sweet ladies, for making you wait, but a Prince does have his duties," I said, sighing as if I were exasperated, and my guests collectively gave an "Awwww!" while one said "You're so thoughtful!" and another swooned with an "Oh, Shigure! You must be exhausted!" while simultaneously offering me a cup of tea. I sighed in appreciation. [color=5d60a1]"Thank you, ladies, thank you. You're all too terribly sweet!"[/color] I took the cup of tea from the one girl's hands, a Second Year by the name of Reina, and clasped her delicate hands within my own. "My sweet Reina, you're too kind," I said softly, my face close to hers. "But, please, my dear, don't cater to me. I, as a Host, am here to serve you." The girls around me squealed with delight as usual when I were to say something to heartfelt and caring.

An unfamiliar face entered the room, though I recognized her as a Second Year by the name of "Ai" from what I could vaguely remember, though I could have sworn she usually kept to herself, so I never would have expected her to show up in a place such as the Host Club, where socializing was a huge part of what went on. I stood, excusing myself politely from my guests, and made my way over to the doors, opening them just a bit as to allow for the quiet, seemingly timid girl to enter. "Welcome to the Host Club, my dear lady. I am Shigure, the Host Club's Prince!" I said enthusiastically, motioning
for her to enter the room, though she seemed to react slightly odd to me introducing myself.

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Ichiro stood dumbfounded that this new, foreign girl had fallen prety to the Host Club. They've gotten everyone?! he thought to himself, continually more and more disgusted with the Host Club. "I'm Camila, by the way. I never got your name." Ichiro wasn't even sure if he wanted to give her his name, especially if she was going to be associating herself with the Host Club. He wasn't exactly interested in people who wanted to waste their time on such ridiculous, unnecessary things. "Uh, Ichiro," he said rather dryly. "I can't believe you're just another Host Club airhead." With that, he huffed and turned away, walking the opposite way down the hall.

What an absolute joke... he thought to himself. I need to figure out a way to take down the Host Club once and for all. First I need to figure out who else doesn't like the Host Club... Where to start...?

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The doors of Music Room 3 opened before her eyes, and Kyo could feel them sparkling with excitement. Shigure greeted them, motioning for the many ladies to enter, a typical Shigure greeting. Kyo smiled brightly as she passe Shigure, practically making a B-line for Yuki, her favourite host, a cup of peppermint tea in her hands, Yuki's favourite. He was just so adorable, and Kyo couldn't help but make goo-goo eyes at him. He was so sweet and thoughtful, and he was truly a quite wonderful artist. Kyo always wondered how he was so talented. She set the cup down before Yuki, smiling ever-so cheerfully. "What're you sketching today, Yuki?" Kyo asked, her hands under her thighs as she sat on the edge of her seat.

Kyo almost couldn't handle how adorable Yukio looked today, and she realized she was staring again. Ohnonono... I'm staring again! Kyo thought to herself, immediately moving her eyes to look down at her knees, her cheeks flushing and turning pink. Ohnono... Yuki probably thinks I'm such a weirdo! I'm so stupid! Yuki was the one person that could make Kyo feel flustered in any way. She was usually very put together and strong-minded. Two of the main things that drew Kyo to Yuki in the first place was his love of art and cute things. Maybe that's why she felt so odd around him. They had things in common, something she couldn't normally find in a boy.

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Character Portrait: Ai Kimura Character Portrait: Naoko Amachi Character Portrait: Yukio Kaiyo Character Portrait: Shigure Inoue Character Portrait: Kyo Tsukuda Character Portrait: Iro Miyamoto Character Portrait: Camila Reyes Character Portrait: Koichi Tachibana Character Portrait: Satoru Miyamoto Character Portrait: Hiroki Tachibana Character Portrait: Kurogawa Hisashi Character Portrait: Toshiko Hatakeda
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"Ow.. Ow..." Iro mumbled as all of the women flooded in and he hobbled to his spot in Music Room 3. He sat down with a big sigh and looked as the girls scurried around the room. As the waves came in, he couldn't help but notice some new faces that hadn't been with them last year. Many of them first years, but some were classmates of his. His regulars came over and immediately asked why he was hobbling and in pain. "Well it's kind of a funny story, but you cant tell anyone!" Iro hushed the girls in vain over the incredibly chaotic room and leaned in to tell them the story.





Earlier that day

"Get ready to run!" Iro spoke with intermitten laughs in between while holding a small device. Since it was the beginning of the Host Club's sessions Iro wanted to get things started with a bang.... literally. As against the rules as it was, he had decided to smuggle in a medium sized string of firecrackers attached to a sensor. Iro decided he wanted to mess with some of the Cosmetologist club members as they came in to work on Tosh, so he placed the firecrackers in their makeup bag.

When the time came and the students were next to the bag, Iro carefully pressed the button connected to the sensor. A few seconds went by and.. nothing happened. Iro looked up inquisitively from behind his hidey-hole and started frantically pressing the button. The group of boys walked over to the bag as the students left again to get more supplies to cover Tosh's beautiful face, and make it more manly, and one of the boys opened the bag and picked up the string of firecrackers. "It's a dud!" He laughed and bounced it up and down.

"Put that down you idiot, it may still go off." Iro sneered and looked on in shock as the boy threw the firecrackers to another student in the group. Finally the boys threw the fireworks to Iro and Iro, being the fire safe pyromaniac he is, decided not to catch it. Sadly the crackers hit Iro in the leg and connected a circuit that had become loose and started going off. The explosions wrapped around his leg and burned the pants leg slightly. "Run!" Iro yelled and felt the slight singe on his leg, hobbling off to the Host Club's opening, laughing in tears.





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"It didn't go as plan, but it's a good story!" He laughed rubbing his leg a bit and took some sour taffy that one of his guests had made for him. He smiled his kind smile and popped the candy into his mouth, Too sour!! I can't spit it out though! Ah! He smiled and swallowed the candy discretely looking up to the door. Hmm. The crowd's pretty sparse today, I wonder if anyone new will come and see me today?
He smiled a slight smile, with very little hope that anyone new will stumble in those doors just for him.

Some of the girls looked at him questioningly, noticing he wasn't his normal overtly confident self. "Are you okay hon?" One asked and Iro smiled a big, but false, smile taking her hands in his.

"Why wouldn't I be? I'm surrounded by the people I care about!" He laughed as the girls swooned. He knew this was a lie, but he had to keep up the facade of an average "host". They each started talking about their own hobbies, but Iro was lost in thought and was only half listening. Of course, why wouldn't I be..?

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Character Portrait: Ai Kimura Character Portrait: Naoko Amachi Character Portrait: Yukio Kaiyo Character Portrait: Miku Fujiwara Character Portrait: Ichiro Sato Character Portrait: Shigure Inoue Character Portrait: Kyo Tsukuda Character Portrait: Iro Miyamoto Character Portrait: Camila Reyes Character Portrait: Koichi Tachibana Character Portrait: Satoru Miyamoto Character Portrait: Kurogawa Hisashi Character Portrait: Toshiko Hatakeda
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Hisashi smiled, silently greeting many of the girls with a gentle smile. He extended a hand, holding out a lavender rose.

"Welcome to the Host Club," his voice was warm. Just like how he had practiced with Morinozuka.

He handed one of the roses to a bright, bubbly girl. She squealed, Hisashi guessing she liked the gesture. He lead the girls towards a table, then grabbing a tea set from the kitchen. He served the three girls, silent as he listened to them talk. Finally, one of the girls asked him a question.

"Hisa-senpai, why don't you talk more? You're always quiet."

Hisashi thought on this a while before speaking, "I like listening to others. If I talk too often, I don't get to hear your voice. And your voice is something I wish to cherish, for who knows when I'll ever hear it again."

The girls, naturally, squealed as they gushed over how honest and kind he was. He chuckled a little to himself, as they seemed to talk about their days. He listened well, Hisashi enjoying the chatter and making sure to let them know he was listening. This was how it was with most of the guests that came to visit with him. Many were kind, one even giving him a small bear keychain to show her appreciation of a good chat. He smiled softly, thinking a bit as the girls giggled and chatted.

I'm thankful for this club. I can make others happy, even when I can't be.

"Excuse me a moment, ladies." He stood and went to Yukio. He pulled out the keychain, thinking it might fit Yukio better. He simply held out his hand, the cutesy keychain perfectly fitting in the palm of his hand.

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Character Portrait: Naoko Amachi Character Portrait: Yukio Kaiyo Character Portrait: Miku Fujiwara Character Portrait: Ichiro Sato Character Portrait: Kyo Tsukuda Character Portrait: Koichi Tachibana Character Portrait: Kurogawa Hisashi
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”Oh. Well, inspiration comes and goes. Sometime I’d really like to see what you’ve made,” Yuki said sweetly as he finished stuffing the colored pencils into his school bag and zipped it up; he laid the bag down on top of the table before leaning over to take back his sketchbook and place it by his school bag.


”Fantastic!” He cheers while pushing his chair into the table. Yukio then holds his hand out to gently take Kyo's hand, helping her up before pushing in her seat for her. As Hisashi approached them Yuki was quick to noticed what he held in his hand. “Awwe! It’s mini Rila-chan! Hehe~” With a spring in his step he gave Hisashi a quick hug before snatching the tiny bear as if he were a dragon and that were his precious little jewel. “Thank you, Hisa-kun.” After examining it for a few seconds with all smiles he set the bigger Rilakkuma on the table while he clips the keychain onto his bag before whipping back around as Koichi inquired about what they would be baking and at that moment he also took notice of a new guest whom he assumed to be a first year.

“Yup! That's right,” he points his index finger up, “but no one gets a bite to eat unless they help.” Yuki states before giving a wink and leading the group into the kitchen. From one of the cabinets he received an apron and a tiny chef’s hat which he then pinned onto Rila-chan’s head. Once he had his apron tied, Yukio began handing out aprons to the others, “Someone look for the recipe. It's in that big cookbook.” He said referring to the book which had to be at least 6 cm thick. It surprised Yukio how fast this one girl found the recipe.
Woah she's a quick one! At most it takes me a few minutes...


“Okay, we’re gonna split into two main teams. Whoever wants to make the crust go over to that side with Miss…?” He paused for the young lady to introduce herself, “...and whoever wants to make the fillin’ stand by me!" Once everyone picked their team he spoke once more, "Alrighty, let's get started shall we?”




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When Naoko approached the growing circle she was quick to observe a few things. Her eyes glanced at the albino with the stuffed animal. So his name is Yuki... She then glanced at the quiet and strong Hisashi. That guy there must be Hisa? ...And we're about to bake an apple pie? I can handle this.

She quietly followed into the kitchen with the others. Although she was a little nervous, it wouldn't hold her back from having a good time. When Yukio needed help to find the recipe, Naoko took the big blue cookbook and started flipping through. Just as she could run she could read: fast. In total it took her less than 45 seconds to locate the recipe for Apple Pie. “Found it.”

Naoko looks down at the recipe then looks back up to ask Yukio, “Half of us can make the crust and the other half can make the filling. We would get things done a lot faster that way?” He agreed and then instructed everyone to separate into teams, but she introduced herself as “Naoko” in the middle of the introduction.




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Rather startled by a sudden Chss (though not visibly alarmed), Miku stopped and stared emotionless at this guy who just came out of nowhere. For a second she wasn’t sure if she was even in the mood to listen to a single word he had to say, but it only took three words to catch her attention. This guy…
Huh. Well, things are starting to get interesting, aren’t they?


”Shutdown The one of the most popular clubs at Ouran Academy? Is that some kind of joke?” She snickered teasingly as a microscopic smirk gradually grew and her eyes glowed with dimly lit ambition..
“That’s not such a bad idea.”


“If you seriously want to do away with this “club”  we will need to convince the Student Council that The Host-Hooligans are less than beneficial to Ouran. To do that we may have to do some dirty work... Luckily, I have this." From her bag she pulled out a single key on a ring and started to spin it around her finger,“This is a universal key. Only teachers and members of Student Council are allowed to carry this key. Normally I wouldn't take advantage of my privileges, but maybe it will come in handy in sabotaging their reputation.."

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Character Portrait: Shigure Inoue Character Portrait: Iro Miyamoto Character Portrait: Camila Reyes Character Portrait: Satoru Miyamoto Character Portrait: Kurogawa Hisashi
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Always with that M'lady crap. Iro laughed a bit, remembering how if anyone else had used that with a normal woman they'd be rejected as fast as possible. Iro had never said anything because it seemed to work, even though the two weren't exactly social butterflies. "Right Camila, that technically is the answer we're supposed to provide you; "We're here for you and only you, it is our pleasure to entertain our guests.. Yada Yada Yada.." Iro laughed rubbing the back of his neck due to him being uncomfortable giving the cookie-cutter answer to any guest. "But I think of it a bit differently. While I believe I am here to serve you, there's a lot of people that ask for my time. So I try to make everyone feel as important and welcome as they possibly can. We provide a service at the cost of time, entertainment, like any other club. It's a really good way for us to come out of our proverbial shells, because if any of you know me outside of the club; I'm just a guy who's willing to treat people decently as often as I can." He chuckled as a few of his regulars nodded in agreement and laughed.

"I think we're all just normal guys, some less so than others," Iro motioned around the room to some of the more eccentric hosts and followed up with, "but I believe that making our guests happy in and out of the club is what we're all about." Iro looked around the room and gave a soft smile, everyone seemed so happy and that was the main purpose of the club. I haven't believed that ideal in years. Hmm, this year sure is starting... different.

Iro then remembered the musical side of the group, however small it was. He looked at his guitars, the piano the room shared, and the various other instruments belonging to the various hosts. "Iro seems to be the only musician in the club that I've seen." A girl remarked causing a few others to giggle.

"No no no. I'm just the one that's... the most diverse." He laughed knowing the Shigure would totally beat him in a battle of fiddles and Hisashi plays the classical Erhu far more competently. "No I don't think I should play right now, maybe toward the end if you all stay that long." He chuckled and gave an apologetic smile to the group for not giving them just what they wanted at that moment. It would be odd to start when the class was this chaotic.

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Character Portrait: Ai Kimura Character Portrait: Yukio Kaiyo Character Portrait: Miku Fujiwara Character Portrait: Ichiro Sato Character Portrait: Shigure Inoue Character Portrait: Kyo Tsukuda Character Portrait: Iro Miyamoto Character Portrait: Camila Reyes Character Portrait: Koichi Tachibana Character Portrait: Satoru Miyamoto Character Portrait: Hiroki Tachibana Character Portrait: Kurogawa Hisashi
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Hisashi the company of the girls before time was up. They had enjoyed the cake Koichi and Yukio made, Hisashi not really being one to judge any cooking as he lacked the skill to. Yet, he enjoyed it much more as it was made by friends. If he were allowed to call them friends, that is. The girls chatted all the while, only guessing at what Hisashi could be guessing at. All were rather charming guesses, though none of them were particularly true. Soon the girls ate their cake, having many "Goobye!"s and "Thank you, Hisa-kun!"s. He smiled slightly, before noticing a change in mood. Koichi seemed to be tired, a little worn for wear. He quietly stood, seeing as no one would be coming for a while.

He walked over to Koichi's table, his eyes quietly encouraging his fellow Host as he knelt down slightly. Being tall meant the ridiculousness of needing to stoop down to grab things all the time. It would never escape him. He looked at Koichi in the eye, holding out a strong and slim hand. He felt his heart padder a bit harder than usual, he never really considered how Koichi was handsome. Hisashi mentally smacked himself, this was no time to be staring. It was time to help lighten the burden.

"Can I take these plates for you?" His voice came out a bit more honeyed than intended, making his cheeks color a tad. A few of the girls at a different table squealed, looking over.
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