September 23, 2011 - 10:52pm
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Come and play at the ouran RP Located at Music room #3
I saw an ongoing ouran RP and i wanted to do 1 too so please join me if you would. Both men and women permitted. You can even do a genger swap if you want to i don't care but the original cast is there in their own as well so keep that in mind and you can be an original char if you want just stay in character plz.
Okay,
Name:
Year/Age:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Hobbies:
Little bit of background:
Appearance:
Which host do you go see (if any) or have a crush on:
How you met the host club:
Personality:
Edited by: Adrian_Maye on 09/23/2011 - 11:46pm.
Reason:
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"I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you."
You know what they say about you choosing your friends? It's a lie. You don't really choose them, they just happen.
"I'm not short! >.< I'm funsized. ^-^ "
"Don't piss me off! I'm in a bad enough mood without your help!"
Name: Tatski Haruka (first,last) -Female-
Year&Age: 1st year age-15
Likes: Insects. music, animals, singing, food,the paranormal, snakes, making people laugh and seeing them happy.
Dislikes: gooey textured food, ants, screamo music, and single minded people.
Hobbies: Writing, reading, drawing, and swimming. Practicing guitar (though not very good yet)
Background: Parents made it big in stocks last year and out of their new found snobiddity they sent me to ouran high school. I ran away, but am still going to school. Staying at aunt's apartment, living near Haruhi, (neither of us know yet). I changed my appearance so my parents won't recognize me if they go to the school (they called the school so they know im still going). Parents grew away from me after the money came in. I have a little brother in middle school.
Appearance: Purple hair (kinda light) Dark brown eyes, don't wear the school uniform. Usually wear dark clothes black or gray. Short, a few inches shorter than Haruhi. Small boobs, some people think I'm a guy. http://s395.photobucket.com/albums/pp35/Maye_93/?action=view¤t=thumbnailCAA8JJKQ.jpg
Very go with the flow attitude, always up for the fun adventures of the host club. I can always be found bugging Nekozawa senpai 
Intrest/Host: None in particular that i like like. The twins are my best friends and I enjoy talking with Kyouya. everyone else is okay but Tamaki and Hunney annoy me sometimes. Practice kendo with Morizuka-san.
In the host club: Went to find a place to practice my guitar, got chased buy a couple of 2nd year guys. Morizuka-san was outside the clubroom door, when I ran past, after I ran past him the others stopped chasing me. I was still running when Mori came from behind and grabbed my arm, me thinking it was one of the guys from before, i knocked him in the head with my guitar case. After seeing that it was him I hobbled him back to the club room at his instruction, only to be met by the eccentric bunch in an uproar.
Personality:The oddball of the occult club. Very high spirited most of the time in friends company, i stand up for my them, very secluded otherwise. Artsy and absentminded at times. Love to hang out with friends and have fun. Romantically i'm very oblivious. Witty and sarcastic (a smart ass)
"I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you."
You know what they say about you choosing your friends? It's a lie. You don't really choose them, they just happen.
"I'm not short! >.< I'm funsized. ^-^ "
"Don't piss me off! I'm in a bad enough mood without your help!"
<_< I'm gonna post the first thing. Sorry I'm antsy, but join anytime
Oh and feel free to back track and entwine urself, like i'm at one point you can go back,..."i saw this girl running and felt curious..." when that scene has already passed, it's all cool, pretty free game with this.
It's the first day of this place, the tour was nice at least, but the people here are all way too aloof and self centered. The gate is huge, this whole place looks like a castle. I stand in awe when someone bumps into me. "Oops, sorry about that." It was a group of guys, sarcastic and laughing at what they thought was oh so clever. I sighed, ignored them, and went on my way, calling them jerks under my breathe. It seemed the further that I walked, the worse my day was going to be.
Finally inside the school building, I saw a crowd of girls gathering in front of a giant cork board. I was putting my guitar in my locker and listening to what they were all fussing over. I figured it was going to be over the class schedule, whether they got the teachers they wanted or not. It was up there but it wasn't what they were looking at. "The Host club is throwing a welcoming banquet tomorrow!" The girls were raving over this so called "Host Club", It was a little disturbing to be honest.
"Does it say what the theme is going to be?!"
"No, but....Oh I can't wait!" A red haired girl walks over and examines the poster.
"Wait a minute here........It's only for 1st years!"
"WHAT?!" All the other girls wined in unison, it was soul-shattering. The red haired girl looked over it again, I guessing hoping to find the reason for this, what seemed like, treason. She growled, not finding one, and stormed off. Trying to keep her cool, but ultimately failing.
After the crowd of pissed princesses drifted away, I went up to see where I was supposed to go. I stood there, gliding my finger across the paper looking for my name when I heard a voice hollering to me. "Excuse me. Excuse me!? Young man?!" I looked over to her. When she saw my face she immediately felt embarrassed. "Her face turned a slight red, "Oh dear! I'm terribly sorry young lady. I didn't mean to offend." I reflected it with a smile, a smile of confusion.
"Oh, don't worry about it. I've gotten that a lot since I cut my hair. What did you want ma'am?" She looked me up and down, examining my clothes.
"Are you a student at this academy?" I gave her a confused look, "Would I be here if I wasn't", I thought.
"Um, yes ma'am. I am."
"Where is your uniform?"
"Uh, well you see....." I made up some lie that my parents couldn't afford the uniforms and that the principle said that I could just wear my regular clothes, I figured it wouldn't fly so well if I simply told her that I didn't like them. She left apologizing for asking about it, skipping off to the crevice that she had came from, leaving me back to the class board. The tardy bell rings. I scroll down the list as fast as I can, finally finding my name(it had to be on the bottom), and sprinting to find my class room.
I enter the class room, greeted with silence and everyone's eyes to me. It seemed to be a mixture of first and second year students. The teacher waves me in and I take a seat in the only chair left. Lo' and behold the guy that bumped into me before, sits right in front of me. With the teacher taking roll, he turns to me. "Well it's nice to see you again." His voice was apparently glued in that sarcastic tone. I glared at him with a look of annoyance, not speaking a word. "Aw, come on. Can you not speak? Or maybe you're just intimidated by my good looks." I give him an unamused look and try to ignore him.
"Tatski Haruka?" The teacher calls my name.
"Here." I stand up and sit back down. The boy looks at me.
"Haruka, is it?" That's kind of a girly name, don't you think?" The same unamused look stays on my face.
"1. I am a girl. And 2, It's Tatski. Haruka's my last name." He looks shocked but just keeps talking and talking. I just lay my head on the desk, after a while pounding my head against it lightly.
"I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you."
You know what they say about you choosing your friends? It's a lie. You don't really choose them, they just happen.
"I'm not short! >.< I'm funsized. ^-^ "
"Don't piss me off! I'm in a bad enough mood without your help!"
Name: Mary Russell
) Staying away from her aunt as much as possible.
Year/Age: 1st/ 15
Likes: Living things, food, books, open airy spaces.
Dislikes: Is claustrophobic.
Hobbies: Reading. A lot. Walking. Walking while reading. Studying. (She's a total nerd
Little bit of background: Mary's Japanese is flawed because she moved to Japan from America to live with her horrendous aunt after her parents and big brother died in a terrible car accident. She never liked her parents, but she loved her brother. Her aunt? they hate each other's guts. Her aunt only agreed to be her guardian because of the money she will receive. Mary's parents were actually very rich, but left her very little money until she turns 21. Her aunt is also wasting all their money on clothes for herself, so she is left with very little. She is also very skinny because her aunt tends not to feed her as much as she should. She tested into Ouran - her scores were very high.
Appearance: Mary Russell
(The picture isn't completely accurate. Word description below.)
Medium length, straight jet-black hair without ribbons that's shorter in the back but longer and frames her face in the front, normal height, and very skinny. Her eyes, covered by a pair of thick, rimless, rectangular glasses, are a deep, calm, pale, gray-ish blue-ish white color that reflects light. They make her look like she is always thinking or in her own little world. She does not wear the uniform, as she is very poor (until she turns 21), so she always just wears jeans or shorts, a t-shirt, and a light blue jacket.
Which host do you go see (if any) or have a crush on: None, yet.
How you met the club: She hasn't yet.
Personality: Very apathetic and careless. Even so, she is very intelligent. She doesn't talk much, and not just because she doesn't know the language well. She is very timid and very shy. She is kind to those she likes, and simply ignores those she dislikes. Imperturbable, it's as if she isn't afraid of anything (note the "as if"). She cares about living things and helps them if possible, but seems very indifferent.
"I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you."
You know what they say about you choosing your friends? It's a lie. You don't really choose them, they just happen.
"I'm not short! >.< I'm funsized. ^-^ "
"Don't piss me off! I'm in a bad enough mood without your help!"
(Yay thanks. Durarara? whats that?)
Mary rushed into her classroom, breathless. She had made it, just before the tardy bell. Misreading the signs above the classrooms, she had accidentally gone to the wrong one. She sat at a desk and the tardy bell rang. A few moments later, a late student sprinted into the classroom. She took the seat beside Mary's. As the teacher began to call role, the guy sitting in front of her began talking. It was all gibberish to Mary. She understood none of what he said, but she did understand that the girl looked annoyed and frustrated. She suppressed a grin, and apparently that guy noticed, because he started directing his words to her as well. She just kinda tuned him out, and that was when the teacher called her name. Two words in sweet, sweet, familiar English amidst all the foreign Japanese. She stood, since that was what everyone else did. The teacher said something she didn't understand (Will you introduce yourself? Or should I?) and she shook her head, indicating she didn't understand. Apparently It was the wrong answer to a question, because the teacher then tsked at her and turned to the board, writing her name in English, and beckoned her to the front of the class. She went obligingly, and the teacher said something else in gibberish. (She transferred recently from America, and doesn't understand the language well. Please everyone at least try to be nice and helpful to her.) The teacher motioned for her to sit down, so she bowed to the class and walked back to her seat.
(It's an anime here's what she looks like,[url] http://www.bing.com/images/search?q=girl+from+durarara&view=detail&id=8F3C01B01D3A98681DC466BCED8007F7B46DB747&first=451&qpvt=girl+from+durarara&FORM=IDFRIR[/url]
After a couple minutes of him spouting off his nonsense he introduces himself, "Well anyway, the name's Shinjiro Nazuki and since I'm a 2nd year, you have to do as I say." I scoffed at him.
"How does that make any sense. If you could make me, I'd like to see you try." My voice showed my annoyance with him. The girl beside me was trying to hide a smile but Shinjiro saw it and started messing with her too, harder than he was with me. She looked like she was handling it fine but I couldn't watch his stupidity any longer. I smacked him on the back of the neck, he looked back at me angrily.
"What the heck?!" I glared him down and he looked back to the front of the class, looking a bit steamed.
The girl sitting beside me was a foreigner from America. She didn't seem to understand the teacher when he called her up, Shinjiro laughed at her so I kicked his seat. "Shut it, Shinjiro."I whispered.
First quarter classes were over and finally it was lunch time. I looked around at the extravagant hall that was the cafeteria. The room was glistening. As I stood there Shinjiro popped up from behind and poked at my sides then slinked his way in front of me. "Ah! What the hell-?! Shinjiro what are you doing!?" He grinned, grabbing a tray from the slot.
" Cutting. What are you doing screaming all over the place?" My eye twitched from the comment. I sighed and followed as he did, grabbing a tray.
I looked up at the menu board and placed my tray on top of his. He looked at me in curiosity. "What's that for?"
"Are you serious? I can't afford that. Heck I don't even know what most of it is. It's all in French, I can't read, crazy, food. I took English, not French." I think he was startled by the sudden outburst and apparently I had been louder than intended and everyone else in the room was staring at me too. When I turned around to find a table everyone was staring. I didn't even take a step, then walked out of the room.
A sat on the bottom of a staircase, contemplating, when a boy in a dark hood popped out of the corner. "Not again! Why?" He looked at me strangely. Then I looked at him strangely, seeing the cat puppet on his hand.
" I see of you're demise in the near future." I gave him a blank stare then slouched into my knees.
"Sorry you just missed it." He looked into my eyes and grinned, then he laughed. Pulling something out of his cloak, he handed it to me.
"I think this will be of great use to you." He handed me a hand carved, wooden cat doll. I looked at it, rubbing it over with my thumb, a small smile coming up to surface. I looked up at him.
"Did you carve this?"
"I did, and also infused it with dark magics. All you have to do is carve someones name on its back and do as you would like for that person to face." I twirled it around, examining it.
"It's cute." He gave me an odd look and handed me a widdler's knife.
"Any person's name." I looked it over and took the knife.
"How do I make it so that it can't be used like that?"
"Hunh?" By his face, he seemed overwhelmed, but he answered my question. "Um, well, you just make a small notch in it right in the center of the bottom." I cut out the notch and blew the excess out, then handed him back the knife. "Why did you do that?"
"It's too cute to be a voodoo doll. Mine looks cooler but yours is more discreet." His eyes got wide.
"You...are into the occult?" I was offended a little.
"Yes. I am. What of it?" His demeanor changed into a cheesy vampire from an old film.
"That is wonderful! Would you like to join my occult club?!" He was very enthusiastic about it.
"They let you do that stuff here? That sounds awesome, I'd love t-" All of a sudden someone rushed me.
"NO! I forbid you to ensnare this young woman. How dare you try and force your evil unto her!" A blonde haired boy had me in his arms. "How are you young one?" He looked at me with his eyes sparkling.
"Uhhhh. I was fine until you tackled me." He released me and apologized.
"Ma chère, my apologies. I did not mean to startle, I only meant to rescue you from the evil grasp of Nekozawa!" He pointed to the cloaked boy dramatically and then started to rant, I got a bit agitated with him to be honest. He seems to talk a lot with his eyes closed. I walked over to Nekozawa senpai and shook his hand.
" I would love to join the occult club. He's not in it is he?" He looked to the boy and laughed.
"No, no. That one fears it." He slunk over to the blonde boy and popped the little puppet in front of his face. " Tamaki Suoh, you will be cursed for all of eternity meddling in the afairs of the occult club. The boy jumped back, grabbing onto, and holding onto for dear life, a nearby curtain.
"I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you."
You know what they say about you choosing your friends? It's a lie. You don't really choose them, they just happen.
"I'm not short! >.< I'm funsized. ^-^ "
"Don't piss me off! I'm in a bad enough mood without your help!"
(OOC: wow, she looks almost just like my description
XD lol tamaki... you nailed him...)
Mary assumed that the next period was lunch, since when she was swept along with the flow of students, they all went to a big room that resembled a cafeteria. She turned, stepped away from the steady stream of hungry souls, and began walking the opposite direction. (She wasn't hungry - her aunt had fed her actual food that morning so she wouldn't have to buy an expensive school lunch (another dress for her).)After passing a few doors, halls, etc, Mary came upon a definitely abnormal scene. A guy in a dark hooded cloak with a cat puppet and knife and the girl that had sat beside her in class were looking at a strange blond guy who was clinging onto some curtain, shivering. She had seen stranger, though, so, without batting an eyelash or even pausing, she began to walk through.
As Nekozawa senpai was teasing the blonde boy, the American girl from my first class walked through, she seemed a little lost to be honest but I'm pretty sure that I was too. The blonde boy snapped out of his fear long enough to notice her walking by. He jumped in front of her pulling out a flier. "Miss? You are a first year, no? I would like to invite you to come to the host club's ordained meeting, welcoming the first years to the school and introducing them to the school and also to our humble services." She looked alarmed by him then looked down at the flier in her hands.
I remembered the teacher saying that she didn't understand the Japanese language well, so I began to translate what he said into English. "( Uhm, He invites you to...the...erh,..welcoming party, that the host club is making.)" My English was still a little broken, but I think she understood me. The blonde boy looked over to me in an astonished but fearful look.
"What did you just say?" I shrugged my shoulders.
"I translated for you, you should really be paying me for this. She just transferred from America and doesn't know Japanese very well." He knelled down, grabbing the girl's hand.
"Dear, sweet princess. My apologies to you. Though the boundary of language is an obstacle, I hope that you will still join us in our rendezvous." I sighed, more to translate. I spoke, annoyed at him but not wanting to let it off on her.
"( He says he is sorry for.......uhm,....the speech, hopes you will come to the party........regardless.)" The boy then turned to me with a quick change to tears.
"And you, although you have been drug into the darkness, I wish to see you at our little soiree as well." He hands me a flier and glitters off into the distance, watching Nekozawa senpai closely as he does. Nekozawa left and me and Mary-chan talked until lunch was over. We became quick friends, although she laughed at me when I used more complex words than what was needed.
Lunch was over and dreadfully, Shinjiro was in my next class, he wasn't too bad all things considered, him being surrounded by his fellow troublemakers. I had to tak e a more advanced art class -_-. In my last class I was happy to see Mary-chan. I walked in and sat beside her. "Konichiwa Mary-chan." I stood blinking for a moment then laughing. " Ah, Gomae--,hehe,Sorry. Hiya, Mary-chan."
"I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you."
You know what they say about you choosing your friends? It's a lie. You don't really choose them, they just happen.
"I'm not short! >.< I'm funsized. ^-^ "
"Don't piss me off! I'm in a bad enough mood without your help!"
As Mary was halfway through, the weird blonde guy jumped in front of her, holding a flyer 2 inches from her face. He began sprouting gibberish and shoved the flyer into her hands. She was taken aback, and, after glancing at the flyer, stared blankly at him. Then, she heard something that was music to her ears: English! Spoken, understandable, (broken, heavily laced with a Japanese accent), English! She grinned broadly, as the words were almost completely incongruous with the blonde guy's manner. After a short exchange with the girl who had spoken English and sat next to her in her past class, Tatski, she remembered, he knelt and took her hand, completely invading her personal space, and said something. She turned to Tatski for clarification, nodded to indicate she understood, and stood back, watching the blonde guy glitter off. Mary conversed with Tatski all during lunch, and by the time lunch was over, they had known each other forever (although speaking the same language sure helped a lot). She survived through her next class, and then went to her last class. Tatski was in it, and said, "Konichiwa, Mary-chan." Mary blinked, and Tatski corrected herself - she repeated it in English. Mary smiled and replied calmly, "Hello, Tatski. Thank goodness you're in my class. I find it tedious listening to someone I don't understand."
(Oh here's what Shinjiro looks like http://cdn.pimpmyspace.org/media/pms/c/hl/1c/0a/9264335020.jpg but in school uniform )
"(Ah, I understand, but it's mathematics. Numbers are numbers, right?)" I laughed taking the seat next to her, then leaned back sighing, as math was not my best subject. A boy sitting near us looked over.
"What kind of jabber is that?" Ahhh, why?! It was a boy from the last class,also a first year but taken under Shinjiro's wing quite willingly and having that annoying sarcasm in his voice. I looked at him in annoyance but I tried to keep my cool.
"English. Do you have a problem with it or are you just trying to start something. You aren't Shinjiro. And I will not take your disrespect." The boy looked at me cunningly.
"Oh, I'm not Shinji, am I? Do you have a thing for him or something. I'm sure he would be thrilled to hear it." I got a little huffed up at the comment and apparently I was blushing a bit because the boy's grin grew ever so much. "Heheheh, so you do. Well I know of a way that you could get in good with him." I knew what he was insinuating. I couldn't believe that that just came out of someone's mouth, the same age as me. I stood up, not being able to contain myself.
"What!? Do you take me for a harlot?! I will take you down! Try it, see what happens! See if you can still reproduce afterward!" I was yelling again. Being stared at seemed to be the only thing that happened today, even Mary looked shocked, confused, but shocked. "How dare you ring in Shinjiro with your gallivanting! Shinjiro's.......well he's........ARRHH! I dunno what he is, but you're way outta line!" The boy dared to retort.
"How do you not know what he is to you? That can only mean one thing and that is amore'." I sat down trying to calm myself but simply tapping my fingers on the desk vigorously. I took in deep breaths.
"Because I only met him today for one and I don't know his intent for another. Now shut it so I can pay attention to the teacher and so that me and Mary-chan don't fail, you little fan boy flunky!" He went to say something else but the teacher walked in.
"Everyone be quiet, you can talk after class." First day and we get worksheets. More or less checking to see how much we remembered, if any. I looked at it. I slammed my head onto the table with immense force, causing both Mary-chan and the boy, and also the teacher to show worry, fear, and shame, it causing blood to dribble from the spot. I sat back up looking at it again ( band-aid magically appearing on my forehead). I looked at the lettering, it being in Japanese, then looked over to Mary-chan, who was looking over to the paper and darting glances to me wondering if I was alright. I looked over the sentences, (I am a way better text translator than I am a speech translator.) After translating everything I switched Mary-chan's and my paper. She looked it over looking really happy, I smiled back.
We stayed after class, after I convinced her to tell the teacher of her predicament with the whole language thing, and asked him if he could have her papers translated. Although he seemed like he didn't care during class, he was surprisingly welcoming to the idea, he said that he would work something out. Outside of the class room I could see the boy form earlier waiting for us to exit the room. He started to come towards us but out of nowhere Nekozawa senpai popped in front of me. The boy fell to the floor with a look of absolute terror on his face, trying to back away slowly, but not really moving much at all. I just smiled, being used to an old friend doing that all the time and not really being the startling type. "Oh hey Nekozawa senpai. How are you?" He held up the cat puppet, waving its arms in front of my face. "What is that thing anyway, some cute little two-legged cat?" He looked to me smiling.
"Yes, his name is Belzeneff."
"Oh, okay. So, what did you want senpai?" He went to his cloak pocket, pulling out a few papers.
" You need to fill out some forms to join the club,...school policy. But I also need you to come to the club room later today, it's near Music Room #3 of the high school grade level building. There is a certain rite of passage." I took the papers looking over them.
" I need to fill these out first, don't I?" Nekozawa senpai looked to me and sulked his shoulders down.
"Yes. Sadly." I looked down at the papers skimming them, then turned to Mary-chan.
"(Can I burrow a pin)" She laughed and pulled a pen from her little pouch, handing it to me. "(Arigato-, ah, thank you, Mary-chan)." I used the wall as a table and checked, ex-ed, and scribbled my name on multiple places. "Here you are senpai." I handed the papers back and turned to Mary-chan, handing her her pen back, the boy finally gathered the strength to run. "Wait, do you need to submit them or do I?"
"I think you have to take them to the office yourself."
"Alright, I'll go turn them in after I get my things." Mary-chan and I walked to our lockers, her asking me what had just happened. We separated after that, waving goodbye to each other.
I found the teacher I had first seen when entering the building and asked her for directions then proceeded to the main office. As I handed in my papers the man at the desk asked if I knew what these papers were for,shivering. "Uh, yeah. They're for the occult club, aren't they?" He confirmed, still shaking, and put them into the computer system. I left and decided to go find somewhere to practice my guitar for a while before going to Nekozawa senpai. The only quiet place was the hallway so I just sat in the floor and strummed my guitar and singing as I was playing. http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=moon+on+the+water+sowelu+&view=detail&mid=932E0DE593183AD3DFD9932E0DE593183AD3DFD9&first=0&FORM=LKVR6 ( only from 0:00 - 1:01) "Full moon sways, gently in the night of one fine day. On my way, looking for a moment with my dear. Full moon waves, smiling on the surface of the lake. You are there, smiling in my arms for all those years. ' ' ' ' What a fool!-eh" I heard footsteps wondering down the hall so I hushed my guitar and myself. I'm not big on singing in front of people. After a moment the footsteps ceased and I proceeded to put my guitar back in its case and go elsewhere, but as I started to walk away the footsteps came back and came quicker. I just kept walking, battling my better judgment, I figured it was nothing. I could hear them tear down into the hall, I turned back and saw that it was two of the guys that I had seen with Shinjiro earlier today, I sighed as they came up to me. They were both a good bit taller than me, one being taller than Shinjiro. The smaller one wrapped his arm around my waist, I pushed off. "What do you think you're doing?" He looked at me with a devilish smile.
"Oh, nothing much, just seeing how the new meat is." He twined his arm around me again.
"Get off you lech." I pushed him to the ground, grabbing my guitar, and running. The two followed behind me.
I headed towards the club room, my heart pounding, my mind racing, and everything else blurring into a maze. I finally got to where I needed to be or near it anyway. I ran past a tall dark haired boy who just stared as I raced by. ( As the two boys are running by he stares at them and they quit chasing) I kept running down the hall, sweat now running down my face. All of a sudden I feel a hand fall onto my shoulder. In defense I pull my guitar case back and slam it into my attackers head. "NOOO! Get your hands off of me!" When I finally open my eyes I see that it wasn't either of the boys from before, it was the dark haired boy I passed in the hall just moments ago. I frantically dart to him. " Oh God. I'm so sorry. Here let me help you up." This was turning out to be an eventful day. Being glomped by a french/Japanese boy, getting chased by two horny 2nd years, and taking out a third year student, who makes like two of me. "Should I take you to the nurse or--?!" He looked up at me and spoke hesitantly.
"To... Music room..... #3" I looked at him in a blank but panicked stare and nodded.
"Okay that was the room back there right?" I got him up on my shoulder and carried him to the host club room, greeted by rose petals and a delayed shock factor.
" Ah, welcome to the Host Club. What, Ahh, Mori-san! I was surprised to see the blonde boy from earlier today. A little blonde boy with a pink rabbit came running up.
"Takashi? What happened to you?!" Two red headed boys, who appeared to be twins, helped me to get him over onto the couch in the room. I explained myself and everyone was more or less speechless. After a while Nekozawa senpai popped in through a door. I was surprised that the two rooms were connected. I bowed and left with Nekozawa senpai.
"So um, what is this rite of passage that you were talking about?"
"Oh, you'll see just stand right here." he pulled me into the center of tiled floor with a display of a demon cat on it, then started to speak in curses.
-----------*Black* Nekozawa laughing maniacally ( I did not die ) ^-^
"I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you."
You know what they say about you choosing your friends? It's a lie. You don't really choose them, they just happen.
"I'm not short! >.< I'm funsized. ^-^ "
"Don't piss me off! I'm in a bad enough mood without your help!"