The Overflow

Chapter 4

Prepare or Plunder

Early spring was setting in as the sweet scents of flowers rang from above, casting the start of the blooming season for cherry blossoms. Only those with excellent social standing and those from filthy rich families are lucky enough to spend their time here at the elite private school Ouran Academy. The Ouran Host Club is where the school's most handsome boys with too much time on their hands entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands. Just to be thought of as an elegant playground for the super-rich and beautiful. The host club paid no attention to the beginning of life in the flowers, allowing their imagination to run a theme which was way out of budget and totally unrelated. Many girls waited impatiently for the host club to open but the host club was delayed due to someone being too eager to forget the time that had past within her studies. Moments passed before the club could not delay any longer. "We need to start host activities, every minute we waste is another minute we lose revenue." I whispered to Kyoya as everyone crowded the door waiting for the young brown headed female to show up. "I know but try telling him that." Kyoya responded while pointing at the host club king who looked as if he was going to bite off all his nails. I gradually made my way to open the doors allowing all the guests in, hoping Tamaki would take his mind off Haruhi. Gladly this seemed to work as now the club members were all occupied with tasks of entertaining the girls.

After around ten more minutes, the doors to the host club opened again revealing a new presence gracing the eyesight of everyone. Without thinking the host club sprang into action to welcome the new guest unaware that she wasn't a guest at all but rather a host. "You finally made it, Haruhi. You're so late." Hikaru called out to the female in a snarky tone. Haruhi rather paid no attention and glanced over at the calendar to check her suspicions "I could be wrong, but the calendar still says it's early spring." Haruhi stated waiting for an explanation to the theme in the host club. Tamaki took this as a way to boast his theme for the host club highly. "Huddling under a kotatsu table, fearing the cold is nonsense! And besides, the heating system we have is the best!" Tamaki told the female excitedly while the shadow king decided to make his presence known. "Do you have a problem with the way we run our club, Haruhi? Be careful what you say. You owe us 8 million yen." Kyoya taunted with his evil smile which happened to give the female a small flashback to her breaking the vase. "Asshole" I mumbled while giving Kyoya a slight elbow to his side. Which was just a small action only me and him took notice of, or so I thought. Before much could be said from the tall silent boy and his small cute little companion, Tamaki boasted about today's theme once again. "Gentlemen, don't bundle up in bulky clothing. It may be chilly in early spring out there in the real world, but here at the club we want to surprise our chilly little kittens with a warm tropical paradise!" Tamaki announced while side hugging the poor female stuck at his side. "Glad that's not me. '' I said while pointing in Haruhi's direction before Tamaki started back again. "Oh yes, we've turned this place into nirvana! A balmy tropical island of everlasting summer!" Tamaki announced excitedly while letting go of Haruhi and spinning in circles. Haruhi came closer to me mumbling a sarcastic remark only able to be heard so slightly. "That's funny. Cause I feel a massive chill now." Haruhi said while laughter overran my professionalism.

The arrangement of seating was finally able to take action as the shadow king had wanted; evenly spaced and parted in their own corners of the room. The seating allowed less confusion and spaced everyone where no other groups were hearing conversations from another. Allowing girls to keep privacy and the club earning more requests. One of the most profitable seating areas today was Tamaki Suohs. "What heartlessness, even with my lustrous skin shining like brilliant ivory exposed by my Balinese King outfit. I'm no more than a slave before my goddess. I kneel before you and swear my loyalty." Tamaki poetically rehearsed to the girls. Many girls would consider themselves lucky to be in the position of the king himself. Minutes passed by of girls squealing and being overdramatic. But before long the upcoming plans of the host club were spilled. "Oh, yes. I almost forgot to mention to you ladies. Next week, the Ouran Host club is sponsoring a party." Tamaki informed the girls, while Haruhi looked over her shoulder towards me and Kyoya for clarification. "We're throwing a party?" Haruhi asked, while me and Kyoya realized our host club king forgot to inform the young girl. As the conversation continued, questions from the guests were brought to light as they became excited for the event. "What kind of party is it going to be? Is it going to be formal?" They asked, waiting on the answers. "Yes, in fact, we've rented the school's largest hall and it's the perfect place for dancing." Tamaki concluded with the females.