"The basics to being a naughty type... is that you must always wear half-trousers." She said as she looked over and analyzed the said boy's clothing. "You must show your naughtiness with injuries on your knees and cheeks." She instructed next, which gave the twins power to draw fake scratches on Shirou's face and cover him in bandages. "Now! Run in a naughty way! Run recklessly!" She yelled before the boy took off running recklessly as she had asked. "And make a spectacular fall there!" She yelled at the boy once again. Shiro then tripped over a rope before letting out a small yell. "Are you okay, little boy ?" Renge asked with fake sympathy before instructing the boy again. "Okay, and promptly say your line!" she told him. "No, it's nothing." Shiro said not to break his character. "Ah... Perfect! It's perfect!" Renge called out as if any of this actually mattered. "How wonderful. Your instructions are flawless, Renge-kun." Tamaki complimented our manager. Now within this moment I had two options: one is to stay quiet, or two which was to speak upon the craziness happening in this club right now. And of course I choose.........
"This is stupid." I vocalized. "Idiots... These people are idiots!" The boy whispered before shouting. "Forget it already! There's no way she'd be happy with this!." With that being said the little boy then turned and took off running out the host club. "Ahh, wait, Shiro! You still have more application techniques to learn now...!" Tamaki called out before the boy ran completely out of our club room. "Young ones are not good enough yet, I guess. After all my coaching, he doesn't want to go on." Renge complained before lowering her platform and taking her leave. Tamaki took rather offense to the young boy leaving. "We even gave him a lesson and he didn't like it. What a selfish kid."Tamkai said before me and Haruhi decided to speak up. "People normally wouldn't like something like that." Haruhi told the hosts letting them know that this is not considered normal. "Did you seriously not notice?" I asked the blonde, adding onto Haruhi's statement. "I wonder what he meant by "not having much time left"?" Haruhi questioned thinking upon a flashback. "He also mentioned "she"." I informed the group.
At the elementary school building of Ouran Academy. Haruhi, Honey, and I were somehow convinced to dress as middle schoolers. "Why did it end up like this?" Haruhi asked out of the blue to no one in particular. " I don't even know at this point." I told the female before Honey joined in the conversation. "We have successfully infiltrated the building.This way, they'll see me as an elementary student, so it'll be fine, right, Haru-chan and Lena-chan?" Honey asked, seeming to be excited to be a part of this infiltration mission. "Indeed, I do understand the logic of dressing up like an elementary student to infiltrate the elementary school building, and it fits very well for you, Honey-senpai, but why do me and Lena have to dress up like middle school students?" Haruhi questioned. "Is there some meaning to us changing into these conspicuous disguises?" I asked as the rest of the Host Club watched from a little bit of a distance as Haruhi, Honey, and I began to search for the classroom.
"We didn't even go to school here in grade school." I told the boys rather annoyed with the outfit and their pointless fanatics. "Of course there is. There is tremendous meaning to it." Tamaki said before being questioned. "Like what?" I asked, annoyed. Without an answer the blonde seemed embarrassed but not as much as Kyoya made him feel. "In other words, you just wanted to see them dress like that." Tamaki was at a loss for words upon the shadow king's call out. Upon further inspection we finally found the classroom. As Haruhi and Honey entered first, Honey called out on memories of the past. "This is Shiro-chan's classroom. I was also in this classroom when I was in elementary school." The boy said. As we took into account that the classroom was vacant the rest of the Host Club entered the classroom. "I wonder if my doodles are still on the desks." Kaoru questioned looking around. "Our school desks are replaced with new ones every year." Kyoya informed the boy while the others called upon other places to explore next.
"If you all are here, then what's the point of having us wear disguises and coming in here?" Haruhi questioned. "Not like anyone's here." Kaoru said, which was ironic considering a few seconds later footsteps could be heard. The footsteps began to get louder before long a teacher was spotted through the windows entering the halls. "If the teacher finds us..." Kaoru began the comment before his twin continued, "... coming up with an excuse would be troublesome." Hikaru said loudly. "Shh! Quiet!" I whispered to the boys. "Make a zipper for your mouth. Mm!" Haruhi said as she made the action of zipping her lips. As all of the Host Club members now hide behind some desks. A few moments went by before the echoing of footsteps got quieter until they completely vanished. I carefully looked into the hallway to check for any staff before informing the rest. "He's gone." I announced. As the teacher from before passed the classroom minutes ago. "Even if we've infiltrated the building, how are we supposed to find Shiro-kun?" Haruhi questioned, as the whole building felt vacant. As a group we began to slowly tread down the halls for any clues. "There's something interesting over here." Kyoya called out, gaining my attention. "What is it?" I questioned the male. Kyoya then pointed at a framed photo of Shiro playing the piano with a girl. "The classical music club, huh?" Kyoya said while analyzing the photo completely. "He seems pretty happy." Haruhi said before moving over to let me get a clear view of the photo. "He really does." I added on taking in the photo.
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FanfictionOuran Host Club Fanfiction Kyoya x reader The host club is always up for fun well... that is until trouble comes stirring at their door. When Lena is challenged with the real life as a high school student, falling in love, and being the best assista...
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